This story arc takes place in an alternative reality where legal slavery exists in the United States as depicted in the stories by Joe Doe, Carl Bradford, Gentlemanmariner and a number of others. All persons enslaved, involved in slavery operations, or described in explicit sex scenes are aged 18 years or older. I want to thank Carl Bradford for kindly editing my work greatly improving the final product. Feedback in the form of comments are greatly appreciated.
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We entered the infirmary where Dr. Allen was already examining a naked slave girl. The vet wore a long lab coat, buttoned up above her chest, which hung to her knees, her natural blonde hair pulled up in a bun and she wore stylish glasses. She turned to us. "Twenty-seven and Twenty-eight, I am finishing up with morning sick call and will be with you shortly. If you have not completed the survey, do so now. I require that information to properly process your medical files," she directed, pointing at slave pads lining the wall. "Kneel on those pads facing the wall and finish the questionnaires."
I opened my medical survey on the iPad and got to work finishing the questions. They were fairly typical until I got towards the end when it started asking about body piercings followed by what can best be characterized as sexual experience. Such as the number of partners, number of sex partners at the same time, role play experiences, when do I squirt, average number of orgasms per day, week and month before enslavement. Had I ever role played as a slave girl or mistress and the sex acts performed in each role? Describe my three most satisfying orgasms prior to enslavement and since enslavement. How many times did I cum the day I was enslaved? When I answered the questions, I saw a pattern that petrified me and sent a cold shiver down my spine and a tingle to my pussy.
Startling me out of my reverie, Dr. Allen announced, "Twenty-seven and Twenty-eight, I am ready to begin. Come over to this exam table and we will start with your brandings. Twenty-seven please hop up here on your knees."
Dr. Allen then pushed my head down onto the exam table, securing me in place with a chain attached to my collar. The chain pulled through a hole in the exam table until the right side of my face was secure against the table. Dr. Allen stretched my knees apart and latched them in place with straps, then secured my hands behind my back in handcuffs. Being bound like this aroused me for some reason as I felt my kitty getting even wetter.
"The Texas Department of Agriculture, which regulates the medical treatment of slaves, requires all treating veterinarians to physically secure all livestock whenever feasible for safety reasons during examinations. Since human slaves are just another form of livestock, these regulations apply to you. Do not worry, I graduated from medical school in the top ten percent and I am licensed to practice medicine in the state of Texas. To become a certified slave vet I just submitted my transcript and medical license," advised the good doctor.
"Twenty-eight, watch what I do when treating this wound. You will be removing the bandage every evening, cleaning the wound, rubbing in an ointment and putting on a new bandage. If there are any problems, notify Mistress Kara and me immediately," directed Dr. Allen. She then sprayed the bandage using an aerosol can, waited ten seconds and peeled it off from the edge, wiped it down with an antiseptic pad which stung, then rubbed in a soothing ointment and sprayed on a new bandage. "Any questions," she asked Lindsey.
"No, that looks straight-forward," replied Lindsey.
"Good, ask Mistress Kara or email me if you have any problems," reminded the doctor.
"I see you are scheduled for pony playtime this Friday so I will do a comprehensive rectal exam. Let me show you why this is important," she advised as she disrobed to my left so I could see that she was naked underneath the coat.
Her nipples were pierced with barbells in them as was her navel and she had vaginal piercings similar to the Headmistress. Four brands adorned her body: The Big D on her left buttock, the Broadstone "B" on her right buttock, two intertwined horseshoes holding three stars on her upper right thigh, and an "A" in a circle on her back over her right shoulder blade. Her 5'9" body was extremely fit and her large breasts only had a little sag in them.
She bent over with her rear facing me and casually plucked a huge anal plug out of her ass that looked six inches long and four inches at the widest point. I heard Lindsey gasp.
"This plug is the size of the tail plugs that you will get Friday," remarked the vet, as she stepped over, waiving it before my eyes and then doing the same with Lindsey before pushing it right back up her back door. "I keep my asshole trained because I still do pony play with my husband," she explained.
I had noticed a smaller fifth brand of a "B" in a diamond located on the inside of her left butt cheek when she pulled out the plug. The Diamond B brand looked familiar but I could not place it.
"Now for your rectal exam," she advised as she pulled out my anal plug, dropping it in a pan. "This one is too small; we need to put in a larger one this morning and an even bigger one before bed. I will email Mistress Kara," she advised.
"Your rectum is an erogenous zone with a huge number of nerve endings," she enlightened me as she jammed one and then two lubed fingers up my sore back passage and proceeded to massage my tender anus.
"Ouch," I squealed. "Please take it easy doctor, we were buttfucked hard by Big D wranglers yesterday and I am still raw."
Dr. Jones pulled her fingers out and then pulled my cheeks apart, examining my rosebud.
"There is no rectal tearing and no bleeding so you will be fine. Did they just jam their big bad cocks up your slave holes, pound away hard with no warm-up or loosening?" Dr. Jones asked.
"Yes, they were not concerned with our comfort in any way and even traded girls part way through," I explained.
"Did either of you cum?" queried the doctor. When I nodded yes while blushing, she said, "Tell me about it, was it your first orgasm? Walk me through all of your orgasms yesterday. I will give you an anal massage while you tell me about yesterday."
"I was sexually aroused from the minute I was slave naked in a collar in the parking lot at the Big D until I fell asleep last night. I had three climaxes when Amelia, my future mother-in-law, had me polish the pussy post and I squirted for the first time in my life during the third. I came in the cattle wash, when my grader wiped me down after peeing in the grate during the urine test in front of the crowd and then twice more while on display. The first time a young man masturbated me to climax. A slave trader used something called the Midas Touch on me for another really strong orgasm," I said while blushing.
"I saw you get the Midas Touch treatment. That looked really intense," giggled Lindsey, adding to my embarrassment.
"The Midas Touch is a trick used by old time slave traders to gauge slave heat. I take it you chased his finger, arched your back as far as you could, and then while he held his finger steady you rubbed your needy clit on his finger until you climaxed all over it in spectacular fashion," laughed Dr. Allen.
