12:30

"Miss Kelly…."

"Huh.." I look up to see a woman holding a load of papers in her arms. She had a look on her face as if her patience was almost up. I sat up in my seat and gave her a sheepish smile.

"Dr. Kim will see you now." She finally said after a few seconds of looking at me sternly. I thanked her then prepared myself to enter the room.

Today wasn't exactly one of my best days as I had woken up late this morning. With my face meshed between the pungent bed sheets, lost in a forgot dream, I'd forgotten that the appointment I was scheduled for was today. March 30th 2024. My doctor's appointment. I wasn't exactly scared of the visit but rather the purpose of it. For the last 3 months I've come to realize that my sprinklers downstairs had gone dry and stopped working. If it wasn't for my constant debating on whether I should have it checked out, I would not have known. So here I was, heart under my ass, staring at the door tag that read 'Dr. Kim' standing 8 feet away from where I was, wishing I was rather at home buried under my cover than at this godforsaken place frustrated.

I sucked in a quick breath as I got up from the chair. I kept my head down as I made my way towards the room, clenched hands on my ragged up shoulder bag.

"Fuck it, we can always re-schedual for next week.." I muttered to myself. I'm what tou would call a self diagnosed genius. If I am not solving it than it's not getting done.

I stood in front of the door indecisive. "Should I even open it?"

"Well I dont, say bye bye to your sex life then"

"Maybe if we keep searching the web something will come up. L-like were fine."

With how shitty I was feeling already, opening these doors would mean I would have to accept the fact that a man would get to dissect my internal molds while probably giving me the most orgasmic release and indefinitely be considered the first man to touch me. I mean he is a doctor but a man nonetheless. I didn't care but a small part of me felt I should.

"What about my dignity.." I dreaded this like last night when I tried to make out with my teddy bear. Rest assured I felt the shame straight after.

"What about your vagina..!!

I had a mild headache pounding the side of my head like a hammer—Not to mention a sore throat making it so goddamn hard to breathe. I pulled out my phone to check the time. I managed to waste 2 minutes overthinking. Great.

"Fuck it." I stared down at my pink crocs that I shimmied on this morning, exhaling out in shakes. As much as I want to go home I don't think I could sit another 2 hours next week for this. That would be fucking hell and I dont fancy the thought at all.

"All right Kelly, let's get this over with." I said turning the knob.

Lights. Cameras. Action!

I covered my eyes so fast, I almost popped one of them out.

"I'm sorry!" I shouted at the naked man that stood before me.

"This must be the wrong room." I said spinning for the door.

"No, this is the right room," He began buttoning up his shirt while taking slight glances at me.

"Mrs Marcy right?" The man had said. I peaked a look through my fingers to look at him, hoping he had finally put on some clothes. Although deep down I wanted to continue examining his body.

"Yes..that's my name." I was met with his dark brown eyes and blushed as he was now staring directly at me. My eyes darted to the wall of resources that littered the board.

The female anatomy

"Shall we get started?"

"Y-Yeah."

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"Is this your first time?" Asked the doctor, taking me aback.

"Y-yes," I said, eyes on the ground.

"It's my first time." I couldn't make eye contact after what I saw. My heart skipped a little when he asked, as if he was asking if it was my first time.

"Taking a look at your charts, I see that you are on Vagisil." He said tapping away at the computer.

"Yes." He hums at that and stops whatever he was doing to glide his chair towards a nearby cabinet.

"No luck I presume..." He drifted off flipping through the damn clipboard as if the key to my body was in there somewhere.

"Get on the table and spread your legs for me."

Never. I mean never. In all my 21 years of life have I ever felt as flabbergasted as I was now!

"..please" He finished.

I. Just. Got. Here...!!

I hesitate at the command then timidly touched the table to climb on. I was a little evasive with opening my legs but did so with my head undressing the ceiling, hoping he would make it quick so I could go home to kill myself from the embarrassment.

"It might feel awkward at first but bear with me as this is basic procedure. Inflammation in the deep cavities may result in infection that would lead to worse conditions than drying, so we must take precautions." He informed me, gliding himself towards the table. I took a quick look down at him before I laid down.

Clear frames. Plump lips. Veiny hands. Thinking back to our first few moments before this, fresh bread rolls. Not to mention a tall tree.

I want to clim-

Kelly!

What am I thinking right now?!!

"Señor ten piedad…" I whispered to myself, gripping at the table cloth as I stared at the ceiling once more, now determined that today would be my last day on earth.

"Pardon?" I shook my head then he inserts himself.

I don't know if it was because I hadn't touched myself in so long, I felt very sensitive with how his fingers skated. My eyes did laps around the ceiling tiles, losing myself at each circulation of his fingers. I know this was normal for them but this is close enough to call fingering. My clenched hands which strangled the poor sheets felt tired and numb. My vagina felt so violated that I didn't know how long I had to keep up with this straight face. I was so close to giving in and god knows where that would lead.

"How long have you had this condition now?" My eyes followed the voice and coughed a little.

"3 months now,"

"Why, is there something wrong?" I asked, lifting myself to peek down at him. I was met with stern eyes peering back at mine. I took that as a warning and laid back down.

"Not exactly a problem but I may have found a solution." He said.

"Really!?!" I said, springing up from my position and once again being met with stern eyes.

Sometimes I wished we had a return policy for this lifetime because I'm this close to creating it myself. My eyes were now locked with his hand covered in lube. I thought I had finally reached a level of embarrassment but boy was I wrong.

"Yes." He simply said, reaching to pull his gloves off. I laid back down and waited for the results.

"Ms. Kelly I believe that there may have been a blockage, causing it to slow down the lubricating process in your vagina track that may have caused the dryness. I assure you, of course, that your sex life is nowhere in danger. What I can say is that all you need to do to treat this problem is simply have an orgasm." He said. I never blinked so slow in my whole life. Orgasm. I came to an appointment. Saw him half naked, had his fingers up there just so he could tell me I needed to orgasm!?!?

"And not just any orgasm, it needs to produce liquid or else it will just be a dry orgasm." He informed me.

"S-so what you are saying is that all I need to do is orgasm?" I said, more to myself than him, saving myself face.

Again he said a simple yes and I nod to myself in disbelief.

Now how the hell am I gonna do that? I asked myself. I've embarrassed myself so much, today's memory will be a replaying scar to my everyday sexual activities that I don't even participate in! Does frisking my thighs together count?!

"You may find what I am about to say to be very inappropriate but please bear with me." He said. I was confused but continued to listen. How bad can it get from here? I'm already dead.

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"What?" The words came out worse than I intended but can you blame me. What kind of doctor requests to help a patient orgasm?

I looked up at him, now sat up, timidness lost from all corners of my mind. His face had not changed from its stoic form and remained sane. A side from the topic of choice but nonetheless sane. His arms are calmly hugged together and he is staring at me. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry or even be serious. Cause BFFR.

"So..you want to make me," I had to pause before saying it, making me a little excited which confused me. This wasn't a situation to feel horny but here I was getting turned on by my gynecologist's 'professional' speech.

"Orgasm. In this room. As a patient." I let it sink in for a few minutes before coming to terms with it. I laid back on the table and opened my legs. We were already in a critical position that had surpassed weird and embarrassing, so why not bury myself. I'm already dead.

"Okay." That was all that came out as I laid there, lost in this uncanny situation that I've grounded myself in.

Dr. Kim shuffled in the cabinets again and placed some materials on a table near the one I was on.

"Let's begin shall we." He said, slipping on a new pair of gloves on his hands. The sound made me giddy.

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"Tell me if you feel any form of discomfort." He said before inserting a finger. I felt the warm lube against my clit and jumped a bit. He wrapped his other hand around my calves, turning my skin a blaze.

A few minutes into it and I start feeling like a cat in heat. My hands had once again found the table sheets and this time my grip had to have been strong when I felt the table at some point.

"I hear that sexual word play helps relax the walls for better access to the inner self lubricants." He informed me. His voice was something I could get used to.

"I'm going to start now." He said.

"Banana. Eggplant. Heat. Kisses. Bites. Wet shirt. Ice. Sweat." He kept saying all these words in such a deep and slow pace that with each sound, my grip loosened on the sheets and found their way to my stomach, feeling these butterflies erupt inside. Squirming as his fingers start to curve around and probe at the walls. I felt a small moan come over me but I covered my mouth instead. My head jerks back and my spine peaks height at his thumb massaging.

"Candle. Neck. Crotch. Piercing. Vibrations. Suck. Bottom. Top. Drive. Back shots. Straddle. Cowgirl. Good girl." My eyes opened at that, lips gone dry, so overwhelmed that I began breathing through my mouth. I remembered seeing his name tag and bit my lip wanting to say it.

"I can't quite remember that much but I see that we're getting somewhere." He said. I suppressed yet another moan as I looked at his peaking head. I wanted to comb my hands through it so bad.

"Dr. Kim~" I moaned quietly to myself, hoping he didn't hear.

"Yes." He said, speaking from between my legs. Fuck. I thought, dropping my head, eyes rolled back at how his fingers now pick up pace. I could feel him put in a third one and my hand instinctively went down to touch myself. Before I could I felt a hand clutch my wrists.

Before I could register anything, he was face to face with me. He was now on the table on top of me, my hands pinned on top of my head.

"Ms. Kelly I would advise you not to touch yourself as im not sure the hospital seats are as clean as they should" He said, eyes locked with my hooded ones. I could only purse my lips in a sheepish pout as I let out a shameful moan. He saw me grip the seat..!!

"But, it's not enough," I said. Dr. David let out a frustrated sigh as he pulled his fingers out my vaginal to rub at my clit. I almost lost it when he leaned down to my ears, "May I have permission to do more, as per your original treatment of course?" He asked, sending me to the stars. I simply nod as my head tilts right to look at the table with random toys. He looks over as well and reaches for what seems to be a small penis. My mouth goes dry.

I whipped my head back to look into his eyes, only to be met with a glint of lust swimming in his dark pools of eyes.

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We'd been going at it for an hour and I still found it hard to believe that I, Kelly, was getting fingered by my doctor.

Is a doctor supposed to have such things? I thought.

Dr. Kim had taken me aback when he had brought out the toys. But boy were they helpful.

"Dr. Kim, please…." I gasped, trying not to moan but the way that he kept pumping it inside me made it so hard. I made an attempt to cuff my hand over my mouth but they instead kept trying to reach my lower regions.

Once again I felt Dr. David's hands push away my own, " Mrs. Kelly, how many times must I remind you of the possible infections that could occur with your actions." He said whilst removing the vibrator from my hole. I whined at the loss and was soon met with his eyes.

"But…it feels so good…" I moaned eye contact still hooded with his now strict ones.

"I understand but now I must restrain you this time." He said.

I felt a rush of heat swarm over me. He took off his gloves and walked to the other side where my hands were helplessly covering my eyes. He took them away and tied them up with a nearby rope he had. I was still speechless with how a doctor had all these things in his office but the only thing my mind could think of was how big his dick was constraint in his pants. I could see a slight bulge print and bit my lip at that.

"I'll behave if you use…" My hands got loose as he wasn't done tieing to reach for his crotch, feeling at his boner,

"..this instead."

"I want the real thing." I said, making eye contact. I could hear the air escaping between his lips as he froze up at my bold remark.

"Miss Kelly, I don't think that would be very hygienic, maybe if we c-"

Before he could continue I unzipped his pants to reveal his pulsating cock. I stroked it as it oozed precum. Dr. David let out a low groan as he tried to steady himself.

"Can't I make you feel good too?" I asked, cock propped up against my right cheek, allowing my tongue to have a taste.

"And you can call me Marcy if you like, since we've gotten this personal." I said edging him on. I could see on his face that he wanted me to continue toying with his cock. His fingers itched at his side begging to grab hold of my head. But he fought hard against it.

He backed up and fixed his pants.

"I don't think this is professional, miss Kelly." He said. Although I was still on my lusting high, I could see it in his face that he was not kidding. He was serious. But so was my face when it changed from "I want dick" to "Fuck this shit".

"Are you fucking kidding me right now?" I said, sitting upright. Dr. David still had on his straight face as I got off the table to pull up my panties. He was still shoving hist shirt back in his pants when shock washed over his face.

"Professional. You are talking about professionalism." I said, laughing out loud.

"Shibal.." I cursed underneath my breath.

"You speak korean?"

"That's beside the point."

"You pulled out all these toys, like this was an everyday job, just to make it look like I crossed the line, when we were basically having sex play." I said, getting furious.

"First off, we were not having sex. Second, you gave me full permission to help you relieve." He said in his doctor voice that pissed. Me. Off.

"Don't make it sound so innocent, you were feeling it too." I remarked, getting a sigh from him.

"You must have taken this the wrong way but everything I did was for the procedure and it was done in the utmost civilized way."

"C-Civilized. Did this man just say civilized?" I said more to myself.

"You shoved your hand up my vagina and you call that civilized." I said, trying hard not to yell.

"First of all this is an OBGYN. That's what we do, w-wait I didn't mean it like-"

"Don't give me that bullshit excuse!-"

"There's no need for foul language ma'am."

"Ma'am!? Wow so we're going back to royalty now. For your information, you slipped up when you let me walk in on you changing. Talk about professional!" I said, now finally done with this craziness.

"Miss-"

"You no what, screw you! I'm out of here."

I said. I didn't pay him two cents and walked out the door, slamming it.