Introduction: This is a story of a young man that learns that he craves a woman with a firm hand to control him sexually. The story contains female domination, bondage, teasing and denial, and some S&M.
Doctorâs Orders â Chapter 1 â The Physical
Here I am, 28 years old, and Iâve had it with women. Iâm 6 feet tall, 185 pounds and quite fit. Iâm told Iâm pretty good looking. Since I make my living in fashion photography, I think I can tell a good-looking man when I see one. I may not be on the cover of GQ, but Iâm certainly no dog either.
I gave my last girlfriend the old heave-ho 3 months ago. It was bad enough when I found out she was fucking another guy, but even worse when I found out that she wasnât exactly cheating on me. She was cheating on him with me. Sheâd never given up her relationship with him. She just used me for sex a couple times a week.
This isnât the first bitch that lied to me. In fact, I havenât had a relationship with an honest woman yet. Honesty is something that I insist on in a relationship.
So life isnât terrible. Iâm working steadily. I live in a nice neighborhood and drive a new car. My next-door neighbor is a doctor. I suppose she is about 40. Sheâs a pretty nice lady and pretty damned attractive for her age. 15 years ago she might have been a model. She has a pool and invites me over to use it once in a while. Usually afterwards I treat her to dinner out. No hanky-panky. She is kind of like an older sister to me. Sure, Iâve looked her over. Iâm bruised but Iâm not dead. But she is too old for me. Sheâs never been married and doesnât date as far as I know. She might be gay. And Iâm staying away from women anyway. You just canât trust them.
Sunday afternoon Beverly and I were talking over the fence and she asked me how my love life was. Iâd already told her all about my last girlfriend and that I didnât think I was going to pursue any kind of relationship for a long time. Now I told her that basically, I just wasnât interested in women any more. I wasnât turning gay, but sex just didnât interest me.
âJoe. When is the last time you had a physical?â she asked.
âI havenât been to a doctor since I got out of the army six years ago. No need really. Iâm healthy as a horse.â
Beverly gave me a concerned look and said âJoe. It isnât normal for a man your age to not be interested in sex. I know youâve been hurt emotionally, but there could be a physical reason for your lack of desire. You really should have a complete physicalâ.
âIt really doesnât matter, Beverly. If Iâve given up women, I donât need to have any desireâ. I figured I had her there.
âHave you gotten tired of breathing, Joe? You might have a curable condition that could be fatal if not treated. Iâm offering you my help. Iâm not taking no for an answer!â
Beverly had an expression on her face Iâd never seen before. She looked deadly serious and perhaps, just a bit offended.
âDonât eat anything after 10 PM and be at my office at 8 AM, Joe. Weâll draw some blood and need a urine sample. Then weâll schedule for a full exam at the end of the week.â
It didnât sound like a request. It sounded like an order. Beverly was a good friend and I didnât want to offend her so I reluctantly agreed. At 8 AM I was in her office peeing in a cup and getting stuck with a needle.
Friday at 10 AM, I was ushered into an examination room by a cute nurse named Julie. She was tall, thin and had boobs that looked too big for her thin frame. I see that type a lot when Iâm working. Julie asked a bunch of questions, most of which Iâd already answered on the form Iâd filled out. When she got done she handed me a hospital gown. âTake off your clothes and put this on, sir. I mean ALL of your clothes. The doctor will be in to see you in a minute.â
I did as I was told and waited. I was pretty nervous. Having some stranger give me a physical was no big deal, but having a female friend do it was another matter completely.
I only waited about 5 minutes and despite being a little chilly, I had sweat on my palms. Beverly stepped in accompanied by a nurse.
âHello, Joe. Iâm so glad you came in. This is nurse Meredith and she will be here assisting me with your exam.â
I âd never seen Beverly in her doctorâs attire. Her red hair cascading across her shoulders, contrasted nicely with her white coat. I started thinking about photographing her. She really was attractive for a woman her age. Meredith was very differently built than the tall, slender Beverly. Meredith was about 6 inches shorter and broader in the waist and hips. Still, she had a nice sized rack and very pretty face. Her blonde hair was parted on one side and just reached her shoulders. Meredith was actually making me start thinking that it was too bad Iâd given up women.
Beverly interrupted my thoughts by speaking. âGood news, Joe. Your blood work and urinalysis are completely normal. In fact, Iâd say better than normal. Your HDL cholesterol is only 120, which is excellent. Your LDL cholesterol is above average, which is even better. From the lab work Iâd have to say that you are as healthy as a horse.â
I figured I was anyway, but now Beverly was satisfied too. Or so I thought. She checked my reflexes, my pulse in about 5 places, looked down my throat, in my ears, up my nose, listened to my heart and lungs and even did an EKG. She couldnât find anything wrong with me.
âOkay, Joe. We save these two tests for last because they make some patients uncomfortable. I need you to stand up. Iâm going to reach under your gown and check your testicles for any abnormality. Testicular cancer is rare, but when it occurs it is almost always in men under 30.â
I wasnât real anxious to have my next-door neighbor feeling my balls, but I was having trouble organizing my thoughts into words that would convince her this wasnât necessary. I glanced over at Meredith and she was looking at me with a completely emotionless, professional gaze. Damn, she was pretty. That wasnât helping me any.
I stood up and Beverly reached under my gown. She turned her face towards the wall since she couldnât see under the gown anyway. In every respect she was being a professional. She slowly and gently rolled each testicle between her fingers. I couldnât help myself. I started to get an erection. The gown tented outwards, which I saw Meredith noticed.
âOh God. Iâm sorry, Beverlyâ I stammered.
âNonsense, Joe. There is nothing to be sorry about. That is a perfectly normal reaction. In light of what youâve told me, Iâm glad that happened. Your testicles have no abnormalities. One more test and were done. I save this for last because men dislike it so much. Bend over and put your elbows on the table. I need to check your prostate.â
Damn. The things I do just to keep from pissing off my neighbor. Beverly was smearing lubricant all over her gloved finger. My ass was hanging out of the gown when she gently inserted her index finger and started feeling the prostate.
âJust relax, Joe. It is more comfortable if you relaxâ she assured me.
It seemed to me that she was taking an awful long time, but seconds can seem like minutes when you are uncomfortable. She finally pulled her finger out discarded her glove. I turned around and pulled the gown closed.
âJoe. I didnât like the way your prostate felt. It was abnormally large for a man your age. When is the last time you ejaculated?â
âJesus, Beverly! That is getting pretty personal!â
âSorry, Joe, but Iâm asking you this as your doctor. Meredith and I are professionals. Donât be embarrassed.â
âItâs been about 3 months.â
âAnd did you achieve this by masturbation?â she asked.
âNo. It was with my exâ I replied.
âYou donât masturbate? Be honest with me, Joe. 99.9% of men masturbate. It is nothing to be ashamed of.â
God! I could feel my face heating up as it turned bright red. âI used to, and I tried a couple of times after I broke up with my girlfriend, but I didnât ejaculate. It just didnât feel good.â
âWhat about nocturnal emissions? Do you get erections?â
This woman was relentless. âNone. Iâve never had a nocturnal emission. I wake up with erections sometimes, but other than that, none.â
âOkay, Joe. That probably explains your enlarged prostate. You can get dressed now. Iâll be back in a moment,â she said as she and Meredith left the room.
Finally I got to put my clothes back on. My face still felt hot. I was wishing Iâd just told her I was uncomfortable having my neighbor give me a physical and gone to see a different doctor.
Beverly returned a few minutes later with Meredith.
âJoe, you seem to be a very fit young man. The only thing I can find wrong with you is an enlarged prostate, which is probably a symptom caused by your lack of libido. I canât find any physical reason for your lack of libido. Iâm probably going to recommend some psychological counseling, but first Iâd like you to try a prescription. I have samples so you wonât need to go to the pharmacy.â She held out a bottle with some blue pills. The label said Sildenafil Citrate.