"Because You Are Not Being Co-operative"

“Now, Rob. Since you were quite uncooperative when I was trying to take your temperature, I’m afraid I have **** but to restrain you for these last two exams. They are much more delicate in comparison and I simply cannot have you putting up a fight. We don’t want you to get hurt, now, do we?” Dr. Verma was pulling a pair of metal stirrups out of the table as she said this. They were the types that were used in the gynaecological procedures he had seen in films.

Rob had no strength left to argue and answered with a puny ‘No, Doctor’, allowing her to slip his feet into the stirrups. He was feeling especially rattled and **** now and once again obscured his genital area with his hands. The doctor placed a white leather strip around each ankle and used a piece of medical-grade Velcro to secure it to the bar of each stirrup. She pulled his hands out of his lap and bound his wrists to the bar on either side of the table in a similar fashion.

“Good,” she announced. “How does that feel?” Rob responded with a small nod, unsure of what to say. “Alright then,” she continued, “let’s have a look, shall we?” He shuddered slightly as she suddenly took a hold of his cock. She stared at it intently whilst moving it left to right, up and down and around in circles a few times. Rob was becoming increasingly more uncomfortable as well as aroused by the way she was manipulating his cock, feeling up and down the shaft. Then he suddenly felt a sharp stinging feeling as she squeezed down hard on the head. He winced involuntarily. “Did that hurt?” Dr. Verma asked, her sarcasm biting. Jackie was eagerly snapping photo after photo of the doctor’s hands on Rob’s cock. She was clearly enjoying every minute of the predicament that her nude and defenseless boss was enduring. Rob bit down on his bottom lip, **** to show no further signs of whatever he was feeling – pain, embarrassment, arousal. Dr. Verma lifted up his cock again and took one of his testicles into her free hand. Cupping it in her warm hand, she gave it a hard squeeze. Although his eyes began to water from the pain, Rob was able to resist flinching this time.

He saw the doctor glance up at him and give him what appeared to be an approving facial expression as if she were saying, “Right you are, take it like a man.” To his surprise, his heart gave a flutter at this unexpected display of approval. Dr. Verma moved onto his other testicle after some more thorough poking and prodding and repeated the entire procedure. She really took her time on this side, getting a little closer to his balls as if studying something that was fascinating. He could feel her warm breath escaping her nostrils, provoking some more erotic feelings and desires. No, he couldn’t get hard. He absolutely couldn’t allow it. He tried thinking about the house, the top quality wood flooring, anything to take his mind off of the gentle sensations. But all to no avail. He felt his penis beginning to rise !

“Jackie,” Dr. Verma called out suddenly, not moving her face. He felt her breath on his balls again, this time with greater intensity. “Come here for a moment. I need your help.” Rob snapped to attention as Jackie rolled her chair over eagerly until she was just inches from his groin: she had noted that her boss's cock had started to get stiff and was sure that whatever the doctor had in mind would be good !