Aurélie's vagina is probed

Aurélie had been too exhausted to struggle or resist as she had been half-carried to the doctor's room. Now she was locked in that sturdy wooden contraption that held her neck and wrists and **** her in a bent-over position. Her skin was red from the vigorous toweling and the exposure to the sun rays. She was so tired that she tried to kneel on the floor to rest her legs. Alas she found that her knees could not reach the floor without the front of her throat pressing painfully against the edge of the neck hole. She let out a cough and quickly stood back up on her feet.

The position was obscene and made her very ****. Her firm butt was at the same level than her head, displaying her sex and anus. Her breasts hanged beneath her torso, exposed and offered. She pulled on her hands but they could not slip out of their holes without squeezing them and scratching them horribly, if even that was possible.

She shivered as the doctor touched her sensitized skin. As his fingers moved to her vulva, she tried to clench her thighs but his hand was already in the way. Her position would not have allowed her to protect her crotch anyway.

"Please, don't!" she moaned in a tired voice as she felt his fingers spread her labia, run along her slit, looking for an opening. "No! No! Nooooo!" she said louder as he found the entrance to her vagina. Then he pushed in and she moaned louder.

Her vagina was completely dry and although the doctor's fingers were slim and smooth, the touch was both humiliating and somewhat painful. Aurélie's sex was rather narrow and she had never felt much pleasure when having vaginal sex because of that. Even two fingers were too much for her. She shook her butt, trying to escape the unwanted penetration. The doctor moved his fingers back and forth but the dry contact only brought more discomfort to the redhead.

"Stop that immediately! That's called **** and you'll get imprisoned for that if you don't stop immediately!" she protested.

Hopefully the doctor, being probably better educated than the whip master, would be more sensible to such arguments.