Medical examination

Stephen and Mike glare at each other for a moment, and Stephen sighs. "Fine," he says. "I guess it doesn't matter if I take the pictures now or in an hour. Try not to stretch his asshole too much, since we're putting him online as a virgin Omega."

He smirks at you. "Don't worry, our website is very secure and only our most trusted Alpha clients will have access. No one you know will be able to see your pictures."

You're pretty sure no one in your town makes use of some gross website to get laid. None of the Alphas you know will see you, and even if they did, would they care? You ran away, rejecting your town's Alphas. Even one of them did see you, they might think it was your own damn fault.

"Can you stick around and help me strap him in? I don't want any incidents," Mike says.

"Please, just let me go," you beg, as Stephen frees you from the handcuffs and grabs one arm while Mike grabs the other. "You don't need to do this, just let me go and I won't tell anyone. I'll just go back home and be a good little Omega!"

"Too late for that," Stephen tells you, and shoves you down on the examination table. Two straps go across your chest, and he pulls on your arms so he can handcuff them underneath the table. You're able to squirm a little, but you definitely can't get out.

Mike is busy putting your legs in the stirrups, and uses straps to secure your thighs and calves. Stephen helps him, and soon you're completely bound to the examination table. You notice that your ass is hanging just off the edge of the table.

Mike moves the stirrups so your knees are up and legs are spread, allowing him full access to your asshole, cock and balls. He grabs a deskchair and sits between your legs.

Stephen stands behind him, looking intrigued. "Mmm, he really does smell good," he mutters. "And look, his asshole is shining with slick!"

"It is most likely Omega slick, yes," Mike agrees, and you feel a Q-tip run across your asshole. "It will be interesting to see what chemical substances are in it, and to compare to his slick later, once he is fully in heat, and of course after he's been fucked by an Alpha."

Stephen's eyes are glued to your asshole, and part of you likes the hungry look in his eyes. He wants to fuck you, and you want to let him.

But mostly, you're feel scared and humiliated in your current position, with your legs spread as wide as possible so a doctor you've never met can inspect your asshole. "Please, just let me go," you try again.

Stephen snorts, finally looking away from your hole. "Mike, you've got an hour." With that, he leaves the room.

Mike procedes to take another blood sample, he also takes your temperature in various ways, including by sticking a thermometer up your ass. He barely even asks you questions, only asking you to tell him how horny you are feeling, and how much you'd like a thick cock up your ass right now.

"I don't know, this has never happened to me before!" you moan. You are feeling pretty damn horny, despite how scared you are.

Mike huffs. "That's not helpful at all." He grabs a speculum from the table, and lubes it up. "I guess I'll have to inspect your ass more closely. Now, this may feel rather strange."

You let out a sob when the speculum slides inside of you and then opens up. It feels cold and weird, having your asshole opened up like that. "Please, stop," you moan. Your asshole is already aching with how empty it feels, this is only making it worse.

Mike leans closer, shining a light on your asshole to look at your inner walls. "Interesting," he murmurs, and uses Q-tips to take more samples from inside your ass. "I bet I'm the first doctor to inspect a male Omega's asshole like this. You're so slick, it's very impressive. You must be really close to being in heat."

He removes the speculum and you let out a sigh of relief. The worst must be over, you think. Well, sort of, since Stephen will soon be back.

You shake your head when Mike grabs a tool that looks like a dildo. "No!"

"It's an ultrasound," Mike tells you, wrapping a condom around it. "I want to check your insides, to see what's going on. Just lie still and relax."

It's hard to relax with a tool like that prodding your asshole, but it slides in easily. "Didn't even need to use lube, you're so slick," Mike chuckles to himself as he slides the ultrasound wand deeper and deeper. "Hmm, interesting, very interesting." He has the monitor turned so you can't see what he sees, but you think that even if you could see, you still wouldn't get what was so interesting.

The ultrasound wand, however, is making you feel better. It's not an Alpha cock, but it's something up your ass, something that reliefs the itch inside of you a little bit, and you can't help but moan as Mike moves the ultrasound wand around.

"Oh, so you like that?" Mike asks, and he keeps moving it, then he starts thrusting it in and out. "Do you?"

You moan again, closing your eyes. Yes, you do like it, because it's as close to being fucked as you've felt since this whole thing started! It's not enough, but it's something. "Ye-es!"

"Enough to come?" Mike asks, and he thrusts the wand in and out faster.

Oh God, you don't want to come from this, but at the same time you know he's right. "Yes," you moan, "Yes, I can come." Maybe if you cooperate, Mike will help you later on?

Mike thrusts the wand in, then walks to his desk to grab a condom, and rolls it down your aching cock. "To collect the sample," he explains, when you stare at him. "I want to collect your sperm as well. Now, carry on, and please come as soon as possible."

The thrusting of the wand continues, and the pleasure grows inside of you. You didn't want this at all, you didn't want to be strapped to an examination table with your legs bound to stirrups so they could be spread wide. You didn't want a doctor inspecting your asshole and taking an ultrasound. You want to protest and tell Mike to take the wand out, but you keep moaning and writing on the table as much as you can, because it does feel good.

God, this is the most humiliating, most terrible thing to ever happen to you. To be moaning like this, **** to come, and knowing that soon you'll go into heat and will care even less about what goes up your ass, so long as it's attached to an Alpha. "Please," you mutter, not sure if it's 'please stop and let me go' or 'please continue fucking me with the ultrasound wand'.

Mike takes it as the latter, speeding up his movements with the wand, and pretty soon you're coming into the condom. You will it with your seed, and Mike pulls the wand out of your ass and removes the condom.

"Excellent. Thank you for your cooperation," he tells you. "I will let Stephen know you're ready for the photoshoot."