She let's you know

"Alright," Cassidy starts, "Now it's time for your prostate exam."

"WHAT!" you exclaim, "I don't remember signing up for anything like that. Don't you start doing those when you're like 40?"

"Please, Tom, calm down. This is what your company requires. According to your contract, refusal to participate is means for dismissal."

"O-okay. Fine. Just make it quick, please."

"Thank you. Now, please lie down on your stomach, with your arms stretched forwards. This will allow me the easiest access"

You turn around and do as the nurse says, your now flaccid dick touching the cold leather of the exam table. You turn your head to the left, now staring at the wall while waiting for Cassidy to probe your virgin hole. With your arms outstretched on the table and your legs resting at the other end, you suddenly feel soft clamps on all of your limbs.

"Hey! What the hell is going on?!" You yell, quite furious that you are now in binds. You struggle to release yourself, but the attempt is futile.

"What you talking about, Mr. Clark?" Cassidy rounds the table to in front of your face, and you **** yourself to look up at her.

"What do you mean 'what am I talking about,' you put cuffs around my arms and legs! Are you crazy?"

"We do this for all patients so they do not hurt themselves during the prostate, Tom. Many patients jump during their first prostate exam, and they can fall off the table or end up with a pierced anus. If you would prefer to take that risk, then I could certainly unlock you, but this really is for your own safety." Cassidy has a very calm demeanor about her. She sounds particularly trusting, but you feel **** due to the bindings.