Fucktoy's Medical Checkup

Around nightfall, a man comes in the tent. Xena, covered in sperm and other smelly fluids, opens her mouth and sticks out her long tongue. He stares at her with wide eyes, bringing one hand to his belt, but then he shakes his head.

"At ease, girl. I'm not here to give you a treat... yet."

Xena retracts her tongue and closes her mouth, unable to stop herself from pouting at the man who's not giving her a dick to suck.

"I'm just giving you a medical check-up, making sure that you're doing well and such."

He lights a lantern to get a better view of her, and then drops his briefcase beside her.

The man is not small, but his average size makes him look rather scrawny in a camp filled with muscled soldiers. The fact that he's barely one head taller than Xena while she's kneeling also doesn't help.

He's also quite handsome, with sideswept black hair, piercing brown eyes, caramel skin and a well-trimmed beard. In the dim lanternlight, Xena's keen eye gets a good look at the shape of his toned chest through his tight white shirt. A month ago, she never would've expected getting so turned on at the sight of a man, let alone a human one.

"Hello Xena, I'm Mat. I'm the camp's medic, and I'm here to check up on you and make sure you're doing well. Do you understand?"

She nods.

"Now. Have the soldiers been treating you well?" He asks while grabbing some leather gloves from his case.

"They've been really nice, using and abusing my body all day."

Mat stops moving halfway through the motion of putting on his second glove, meeting the orc's eye. "... Right. What sort of ****?"

"They're fucking my holes quite roughly, and spanking me a lot. Some also like stepping on my dick, but little Xena is built tough. A few soldiers have also tried **** me, but human hands are much smaller and weaker than my neck."

Mat looks at the orc's muscled neck. For him, trying to **** her would probably be like trying to **** a full-grown grizzly.

"How's your mouth?" He asks, grabbing a flat wooden stick from his case. "Any soreness of the throat? No pain on the teeth or tongue?"

"Teeth and tongue are okay, although I do have a bit of soreness in the back. A lot of dudes here are into deepthroating, and not all human dicks are as small as I thought they'd be."

"Say ah."

She opens her mouth wide, baring her sharp fangs and tusks. It takes Mat a few seconds to find the courage to get in, despite knowing full well that she's magically inhibited from hurting humans.

"Looks good," he says after examining the inside of her mouth.

"What do you mean?" She asks once the wooden stick is out.

"No wounds. Teeth are all the right color. I haven't spotted any bruising back there, but if you tell me you're feeling sore, then I can give you some salve."

"Why are you here?" Xena asked, feeling more confused than anything as this scrawny man examines her.

"I'm... doing a medical exam?"

"No, I know that, I figured with the gloves and the medical questions. But why are you checking me out now?"

Mat seems a bit taken aback. The other soldiers probably told him that the orc fucktoy was a dumb bimbo with only enough brainpower to think of sex, but the serious look in her eyes makes him reconsider his biases. To be fair, when Xena is serving cocks and pussies, her horny side takes over and turns her into a lust-drunk idiot; Right now, however, the lack of a soldier trying to bang her means she's fully lucid and Mat can see that in her gaze.

"Well..." He says before taking a pause, watching her for a moment. After steadying his hands and puffing his chest, he goes on, "I inquired about a medical checkup, and it seems you haven't had one since your arrival. Considering it appears you'll be staying in the camp for an extended period of time, I asked the camp leader if I could check you out, make sure you're healthy and all."

"You got a vested interested in my health then?"

"Like any other member of the war camp, be they soldier or prisoners."

She scooches closer to him and he reactively lifts a defensive hand. When he realizes the futility of his move (considering her enchantment and the fact that if she wasn't prohibited from hurting him, his hand wouldn't stop her from ripping him to shreds), he lets out a nervous laugh and lowers his hand. His skittishness amuses her.

"Admit it, you wanted to come here to spend more time with me."

"I- I- Well that's not-"

"I saw the twinkle in your eye when you first came in. You considered fucking my throat right then and there before the medical exam."

He says nothing, but his red cheeks are more than enough for Xena to interpret his feelings.

"It's okay, I've had visitors coming back two or three times already. I know you humans like having a talented dick-polisher in your camp."

His cheeks flush harder and he looks down. "It's not just that. As a medic, I do feel a responsability towards the well-beings of everyone in the camp, including the prisoners."

"Not just that, huh? So it's partly that, then?"

"I'm not gonna lie," he responds, seemingly taking back some confidence, "it does factor in. Now, would you turn and bend over for me please?"

"So you can fuck me?" she asks while pumping her right eyebrow suggestively.

"No," he says with a shy smile. "Maybe, after, if you want."

"Ooh, asking permission? What a valiant knight you are." She turns and places herself to give him a good view of her asshole and genitals.

The medical exam is strangely arousing for Xena. Being exposed so for a human who's not currently fucking her lights up some fire in her lust-addled mind. Did the witch make her this way? A dirty exhibitionist who gets off on having her privates touched and examined by a stranger.

"These seem healthy enough," he mutters while fondling her engorged balls. "Do you mind answering some questions?"

The switch from observation to touch affects Xena's psyche, and she feels a lot less eager to tease while her scrotum is getting massaged. "O-Okay," she lets out between pants.

"Did the witch's magic affect your genitals in any way? Shrinking, growing, sensitivity, this kind of things?"

"No..." She unconsciously backs up, bringing her big green booty right against Mat's chest. "Maybe... Made my asshole more sensitive... Most changes she made to my mind..."

"Right." He dips a finger into her gaping puffy asshole, instantly squeezing a moan out of her. "You weren't kidding about the sensitivity."

"D-Didn't you watch me at the p-pillories?"

"Half a dozen dying soldiers back from the front lines needed my attention. The war is still going on, you know?"

"Hmmm-mmm."

"Although, I did hear about your stunt, breaking your bounds and what not."

"Hmmm-mmm" Xena's hole pulses around the medic's wrist. It seemed that the rectal exam was bringing her closer and closer to an orgasm. Sadly for her, he was done before she could ejaculate.

"Your hole is taking a lot of action, but there doesn't seem to be any injuries within. The spanking-induced bruising on your ass and thighs is only superficial."

"I'm built strong," Xena mutters. "I can take a lot more."

"I don't doubt it. But you're still mortal, Xena. If the pain gets too much, or if something starts hurting continuously, you call for me, okay?"

Xena nods, slowly getting her focus back to speed now that her sensitive fuckhole isn't being toyed with anymore.

"You did good! You're in great health and I haven't spotted any concerning health hazards. I'm gonna continue to monitor you as long as you'll be, hum... working... in our camp."

"Now, do you want to fuck me?" She shakes her large ass suggestively, looking back to see if it has any effect on Mat. It does.

"I'm your medic now, I think it wouldn't be appropriate if we... you know. I... should go..."

"You should go, yes, but you want to stay and stick your dick in this forbidden hole, don't you darling?"

Mat's sharp inhale of air as he watches the enticing butt in front of him encourages Xena to move back a little. Within seconds, he shuffles his pants off.

His dick feels good, and Xena doesn't shy away from making lewd noises.

She backs up against his hips whenever he thrusts forward, and his small human hands find their way onto her hips. He fucks her hard, but not very long, and she lets out a pleased moan when she feels his seed inside her.

Maybe he has another scheduled meetup tonight, or maybe he's ashamed of having fallen to temptation, but the good doctor quickly puts his pants back on, gives her a curt goodbye, and then leaves her tent.

With her chin resting on her hand and a hole leaking fresh jizz, Xena can't help but hope she'll get to see him again. While she loves all the sex she's been having here, Xena still misses the power she used the have before her capture. Teasing the shy lustful doctor and giving him the time of his life is one way she gets to feel powerful in her current situation.