As a normal healthy forty-eight year old man, I had a few unfulfilled fantasies to explore. One of them was a medical fantasy. I would be the patient and a young, attractive woman would give me a complete physical. I actually took the step of seeing female doctors so I could live out my fantasy. It never quite worked out the way I had planned. The real doctor ended up either not giving me a complete exam or was very superficial in her approach to the part of the exam that I was most interested in receiving. In the case of one doctor, she looked more like a man than a woman.
One day when I was bored I decided to search the internet and found several nearby Dominatrix' that offered to play doctor. Unfortunately, many of them also looked like men, in some cases men in drag. That might work for some men, but it was not what I was looking for. But then I found one that looked the part. Based on her web site, she was attractive and had a very sexy smile. Most of the other Dommes were tough and mean looking; that's not what I wanted. This particular Domme even had a room set aside in her facility for playing doctor. It was fully equipped with an exam table and all the usual gadgets doctors have in their offices.
I emailed the Domme, telling her about my interests, and she emailed me right back. She asked me for some specifics as to the scenario I had in mind and when I wanted to have the session. I told her my ideal session would be one in which I go in for a complete physical and it comes out during the exam that I am having some sexual dysfunction. That admission would open the door for a more thorough examination and additional procedures. The Domme told me that she had experiences with that type of session, that she had some ideas, and that she believed she would be able to give me the session I had been desiring.
I wrote back and told her that one thing I want in the session is to not know exactly what she is going to do or what is going to happen next. I find the unknown very exciting. I also proposed a day and time for our meeting. It would be 5:30, right after work the following Thursday afternoon.
The Domme wrote back to me that the day and time I suggested would be perfect for her. She also understood about me liking surprises, as she put it. Finally she told me to call her Dr. Domina and she would call me Mr. Weakcock. I wrote back to Dr. Domina confirming everything. For the next few days I could not think of anything except my upcoming appointment scheduled for 5:30 Thursday evening.
Tuesday and Wednesday came and went. I got almost nothing accomplished at work on Thursday. All I could think about was my doctor's appointment scheduled for that evening. At one point in the afternoon it occurred to me that I was wearing a shirt with my company logo on it, as I did by habit every day for work. It was an informal office uniform. I had some concern that I would be revealing too much personal information about myself. I was nervous about that to the point that I considered leaving work early to drive home and change my shirt but I decided I was being overly cautious.
Knowing I had about a twenty minute drive, but not wanting to be late, I left my office right at 5:00 and began the short drive to Dr. Domina's "office". In what seemed like a lot longer than twenty minutes, I pulled into the parking lot at the condo complex my new doctor worked out of. I found a parking space and called the number she gave me just as I was instructed at precisely 5:30.
"Hello"
"Yes, hello Doctor Domina?" I replied.
"Yes, that's me. Mr. Weakcock, you are to walk down the sidewalk away from the road until you get a path leading to your left. Take that path. My office is in suite 121 on the right. Come right on in. And take a seat in my waiting room."
She had a sexy voice. But it was the way she spoke that intrigued me. I felt like she was already in control of me by the way she directed me. I followed Dr. Domina's instructions and did exactly what I was told to do. When I got to condo number 121, I reached for the door knob and cautiously turned it. It was unlocked. I entered and walked into what would normally be the living room of this nice condo in an upscale complex. Clearly, this was what Dr. Domina referred to as her waiting room. Nervously, I sat down on the couch.
There was no door to the rest of the condo but could not see around the corner to what I assumed was a hallway leading to bedrooms. I noticed a sign, neatly hand-written, taped on the wall above an empty fishbowl: "Patients are to leave co-pays here." I understood what that meant. My Dominatrix had been very discreet, but she had communicated to me the amount of her expected fee. I placed cash in the fish bowl.
Moments later, wearing a white lab coat, she turned the corner and walked into the waiting room to greet me. I was almost breathless as I stood up. Dr. Domina looked stunning. She was in her mid-thirties, about five foot nine inches tall. I wouldn't begin to guess her weight but she was perfectly proportioned; I could tell that even through her loose fitting lab coat. She wore a dress under her lab coat. She had cascading wavy brown hair and gorgeous brown eyes. But the smile that caught my attention on her website is what blew me away. It was amazing. Just like her voice, her smile was sexy, mischievous, and controlling. I had never experienced anything like that before.
"Mr. Weakcock, come on back to my exam room."
"Yes, Doctor Domina" was all I could say as I began to follow her around the corner and into what would normally be a bedroom. If I didn't know better I would think I was actually walking into a real doctor's office. It was very well equipped.
"Sit up here" she said, patting the exam table.
"Yes, Doctor Domina." Nervously, I said it again. I felt like it was all I could say as I hopped up on to the table and she sat on a chair facing me. Picking up a clip board and pen she asked me "So you are here for an annual physical exam, is that right Mr. Weakcock?"
"Yes Doctor Domina." That sexy smile came across her face as she looked down momentarily avoiding eye contact with me. My reaction pleased her and her grin was enough to say she knew she had me right where she wanted me.
"Let me ask you something to get started because I don't like my time wasted. I will list a number of illnesses and symptoms. I am not going to stop and ask you about each one. When I am finished I want you to tell me if you have experienced any of them. But don't answer me until I tell you to."
"Yes Doctor Domina." And there was that sexy, mischievous smile again.
"Have you ever had a heart attack, stroke or been hospitalized for any reason? Ever have chest pain or headache? Do you have any symptoms now or anything else I should know about? Ok Mr. Weakcock, you need to answer me now."
"No Doctor. Nothing you said applies to me and I am feeling fine now."
"That's good Mr. Weakcock. That helps direct me in planning your exam. I have another question that requires an honest answer. Since you are a forty-eight year old man, I must ask about your sexual health? Do you have any problems in that regard?"
I hesitated. I was amazed at how she opened such an awkward door in such a quick and seamless way. But I still hesitated.
"Mr. Weakcock, your hesitation answers the question for me. I have enough experience to understand and read you. In fact, an inquiry into your sexual health often reveals other underlying conditions. I am going to start by taking your blood pressure. Take off your shirt."
I had not even answered her question yet but she was forging ahead. Dr. Domina pulled a blood pressure gadget and stethoscope out of a drawer and went through the process of taking my blood pressure.
