"Luisa?" Calls the nurse.
"Yes." I reply.
"Are you ready to come back for your exam?" She asks.
"Yes, I am." I say with a smile.
The nurse was an attractive woman, I would say in her mid-twenties. She had long blonde hair that lay gently on her slender shoulders. She was taller, with a thin toned body and a perfectly shaped face. Of course, I am not a lesbian, but that doesn't mean I can't evaluate the look s of a woman. She was attractive; I wasn't going to pretend she wasn't.
She leads the way to the examination room. It was just an annual check-up. I wasn't expecting the appointment to be longer than fifteen minutes. I had a busy day ahead of me. Once I get myself situated, the nurse asks me a few generic questions, looks up at me, and says with a smirk,
"The doctor will be right in."
I pick up a magazine, the one on my right side happened to be People magazine, which is not particularly my favorite magazine, but I figured the doctor would be in very soon... which after about flipping two pages the doctor arrives.
"Hello, Luisa. I will be your doctor today, my name is Dr. Wilson." He says.
He was a very attractive man. He was at least 6'3 with a strong, masculine body. His face was chiseled to perfection, with a square jaw and prominent cheek bones. He wasn't like most doctors I have seen around him. He was younger, more youthful. I certainly was not dreading him to examine me.
"So, this is just supposed to be a check-up, right?" I ask.
"Um, yeah. I guess you could say that." He replies with a devious smirk.
"Alright, I need you to change into this robe and then I will be right in." He tells me.
Once he closes the door shut after walking out, I quickly undress and put on the robe. I then lay back onto the table, waiting for him to return. He knocks on the door only after a few minutes and I say that I am read, so he proceeds to opening the door.
Before he closes the door shut, the nurse that led me to the room followed him in. Once she is in the room the doctor closes the door and locks it behind him. Before I can scream the nurse covers my mouth her hand, and the doctor sits on my midsection and holds my hands above my head.
"Get the medical tape." He demands of the nurse.
She reaches over me and grabs the tape quickly wrapping both of my hands, above my head and under the table. Then he moves down to my legs, firmly placing a firm hand on each of my ankles and spreading them spread eagle so that he can tap e each of them down to the table legs. Once I am tied down he grabs the scissors.
"Mmmphh." I try and scream through the nurse's hand.
