The examination room.

When they got to Room 6 Thalia turned to Carol and said, “This is going to be a blast. This is a great room.”

She opened the door and they went in. Carol looked around and saw that they were in a mock up of a hospital examination room. It was bright and pristine, with all the machines and cupboards one would expect to find.

This looks like the real deal, she thought.

O’Rourke was strapped to an examination table, the sort of hi-tech table that allowed him to be put into different positions. He was strapped in, blindfolded and under a clean white sheet, pulled up above his waist for modesty. He had clearly heard the door open, but couldn’t know who had entered the room.

Carol nodded to Thalia as she approached the bed.

“Right,” Thalia started. “First we need to wire you up so we can track your vitals.” She rubbed a liquid over O’Rourke’s chest and attached some pads. Next she pulled one of the machines over and attached some wires to the pads. Then she flicked a switch and the machine turned on with a beep. Carol could see the line on its screen move in time with O’Rourke’s heartbeat. She flicked another switch and the machine began to beep in time with the line.

“That’s better,” she said. “It’s always good to be able to hear how the patient is doing.”

Thalia walked to the side of the room and opened a cupboard. She gestured to Carol, inviting her to take a look.

As Carol looked in the cupboard, Thalia continued. “We are going to need to give you a physical Mr O’Rourke. Some of our methods might seem a little unconventional, but you can trust we are working at the forefront of medical science.”

She saw O’Rourke smirk at that and thought, Let’s see how long you are smiling for.

Carol set a few items from the cupboard onto a stainless steel tray beside the bed. She liked the authentic touch of the tray. First, she selected the stainless steel cock ring from the tray. She remembered the advice Thalia had offered when they were servicing Carlos. She oiled it as she had seen Thalia do, stepped to the side of the bed and removed the sheet.

She had never seen O’Rourke’s cock and didn’t know what to expect. It looked a reasonable size to her, but nothing special and tiny in comparison to the cock on the black man in the room next door to hers. It looked soft and ****. As she had seen Thalia do, she pulled his balls through the ring first, discovering there was a trick to it - one ball at a time. O’Rourke clearly winced when she got that wrong, but they were through with a bit of a squeeze. Stage one completed, she pulled the shaft of his penis through. Even though he wasn’t hard yet, it looked as though the cock ring would stay on. The monitor beeped a little quicker at the cold of the stainless steel.

Next Carol picked up two nipple clamps. As Carol lent forward to attach the first one, Thalia said, “This might pinch a little.” Carol quickly attached the first clamp to O’Rourke’s nipple. He gasped and his heart sped up a little, but she ignored that and attached the second clamp.

“Let’s let you get used to that,” Thalia smirked. The beeps increased in speed quickly, levelled off and then began to slow again, though at a level faster than before.

Carol was beginning to enjoy this. She looked down the table and saw O’Rourke’s cock was a little bigger than before. Next she picked up a medium size stainless steel butt plug. Thalia shook her head at that, took it from Carol and went back over to the cupboard. Quickly she came back with a larger plug and handed it to Carol.

Carol smiled at that.

She moved down the table.

“We are going to need to adjust the bed Mr O’Rourke,” Thalia said. “Please don’t be alarmed.”

She reached down and grabbed a control panel and began to adjust the bed. The bottom of the bed began to rise and at the same time the legs swung apart. When it stopped moving it looked as though O’Rourke was being prepared for a vaginal examination.

“Open wide,” said Thalia as Carol stepped forward with the plug. She spread a generous dollop of lube onto its end, pressed it against his asshole, then pushed it all the way in watching just how much it stretched him before his asshole closed again on the shaft of the plug. As before O’Rourke’s heart rate picked up, before slowing again, but it was certainly faster now.

Thalia lowered the bed again, returning it to its starting position. Carol next picked up the ball gag from the tray. “Open your mouth,”

Thalia instructed O’Rourke. He did as he was told and Carol popped the gag in, quickly fastening it behind his head.

Again Thalia went over to the cupboard. This time she came back with a small box and handed it to Carol. Carol opened the box. Ear plugs, she thought. That’s an interesting idea. She placed one in each of his ears.

“They are fully noise cancelling,” said Thalia. “Now we can talk. Now we have him where we want him and ****, what would you like to do with him?”