Doctor's Visit

Everyone said or did nothing for a little while. I was more and more aware of the exposed I was. I could only imagine what it looked like from anyone who would walk in. My heart sank when it struck me that was the whole point. “Alright,” I heard a male voice say and footsteps to match. “It’s good to see you again Mistress Virginia. Who do we have here?” “SomeTHING” Mistress Virginia corrected sharply "I need you to mind your manners around it. It is a ****. It has nothing. Its life is to basically to please and be used. When it is done that...it is useless. Sure, it made terrible life choices but I am here to ensure a quality product. We have a big dinner coming up and we need to make sure we have enough open holes. You know your job...get to it." She was sharp and terse. I had to admit she was definitely to the point.

The Doctor was thorough and ask only Mistress Virginia questions. I discovered she wasn't the lady who picked me up. I was poked, prodded and examined very thoroughly. It was decided that I would have to have vaginoplasty as the Doctor played with my labia. He fingered me roughly and suggested that I never had anal sex. He was right but to my credit, I didn’t even grunt as he pushed his finger in. He inspected my pubic hair and brushed it around. He touch was terrifying.

"I decided to leave her pubic hair for you," The Mistress said "I know how you like it. But we can't be sure of it cleanliness either. Also, we don't know if 42 is any kind of birth control, well… after your done, we need to start the process."

Oh, no...how many days have been out. I know I have missed a couple of pills at least.

“Well,” the doctor said, “It is very healthy. Nothing to worry about, no rashes, don’t see any crabs. No track mark. Where did you find h…? It? It seems like this is a middle-class thing that happened upon the wrong party or some shit.”

“Precisely, it seems the seller wasn’t totally honest with us either.” the Mistress said. “Oh well, it doesn’t matter anymore. It is our’s, and we have plans for it. Thank you, Doctor, you may enjoy it as you wish and I will have the girls clean and shave her.” she said. “Girls, please start recording. Doctor, you will go in unprepared. I would like to see how well It handles it.”

I wasn’t turned on all. This is what I wanted. I had fantasized about this forever, but I didn’t like this at all. It was too late to stop this. I was someone’s property. I was #42, I was an “IT”. I could feel my eyes tear up. I heard the Doctor start playing with belt and pants. Without any warning or prenup, He pushed himself into me. He was not kind or slow. He was an animal in lust. His cock wasn’t anything special but it hurt all the same. I wasn’t ready for it, nor did I want it. His thrusts were short and stunted. I guess he wasn’t trying to please anyone, and with the amount of woman he sees on a daily basis, he wouldn’t have to have any technique.

It was over but not quick enough. His grunts, his pulsing organ pumping his cum into me and him acting like he was trying to push me around with his cock signified the end. I had tried to mentally be somewhere else but the girls filming this disgusting scene would snap me out of this. They would giggle and point. I was made very aware they were watching and entertained by this show. I wanted to die.

As he pulled out I could feel his cum slowly sliding out of me. One of the girls bent down in front of me to film this scene. The small little giggle was the only sound.

“Can one of your girls clean me up?” the Doctor said out of breath.

“No doctor… find yourself a wet nap.” said the Mistress after a while. “I will contact you when we can get the operation. You have been as… capable as ever. Kai, clean and shave it. We need to get to her room as soon as we can. Suck all the cum you can get out of it.”

I wanted to die.