She had talked to him for many months online. At first, she had just lurked on the clubs. She was on them all…Gyno Fetish and Medical FetishPages. She would read the messages and occasionally post a question or comment, but she had never quite had the nerve to actually initiate a conversation until she saw his profile and found out he was close to her. He seemed to share all her interests…spanking and gyno fetish, enemas and such.

He was outspoken and humorous in his messages…there was just something about him that struck her in all the right places. Doc J was his nickname. One night she finally decided to IM him. It was late and she was almost ready to go to bed for the evening, so she just sent him a quick "Hi". She typed, "I just wanted you to know I liked your profile".

She was blushing and feeling rather silly when suddenly he replied, "Well thank you. What brings you here?"

She explained her interests extremely broadly and chatted for a few minutes. She liked his wit and the way he broached subjects…never making her feel too embarrassed. He finally asked her exactly which club she found him on; she squirmed in her seat, blushing as if he were sitting across the table instead of just a faceless being on a computer screen.

"Well, it seems there are a few we are on together," she typed. Then suddenly feeling shy, she excused herself and explained she needed to get to sleep, as she had to get up early in the morning. He typed a goodnight and she signed off.

Early the next morning she signed on to get her mail. She had all but forgotten about her quick conversation with Doc J, and was more than a little surprised when she saw mail from him.

"Hi," it said. "I did a little investigating and it seems like we DO have a lot of clubs in common. Any time you'd like to talk, I'm usually here. Doc J". Thus started an enduring and ongoing computer relationship.

He was patient and kind, accepting all she said and asked, questioning her and making her dig deep inside herself for the answers. She wrote him of her deepest and darkest fantasies, and he made her dig deeper still. He made her understand herself…her needs and her submissiveness…something she had always been but was so afraid to admit.

He prodded and dared her to do things and try things that she would never have tried until HE came along. Finally, after a very long time, he asked her if she was quite ready…ready to make an appointment…ready to see exactly what Doc J was about.

She bathed and dressed with extra special care. Her fingers shook as she buttoned her blouse; she could scarcely pull up the zipper of her skirt. She wore sensible clothes and sensible underwear, as he had requested. She drove to her destination and knocked on the door of his home. He greeted her wearing a white doctor's smock, and led her into what seemed to be a waiting area.

"I will be right with you," he said, and walked into another room.

She could feel butterflies swirling madly in her stomach. Her hands were sweating and she felt as if she couldn't take a deep breath. He was quite handsome and quite nice and that at least was a plus!! However, another part of her was screaming, "Are you CRAZY?? NO ONE even knows you're here!!!!!"

She almost walked out when the door opened and Doc J led her into a room. She was amazed...it looked just like a real doctor's office. She felt her face grow crimson when she saw the exam table...the stirrups were already in place and he had all sorts of devices and equipment set on a tray next to it! She was so nervous and so dumbfounded she couldn't quite focus on any given thing.

He led her gently to a chair and told her to remove her clothes and to put on a gown. The gown was ridiculous! It tied, but not nearly enough to cover anything. She tied it in the back and waited for Doc J to instruct her further. He told her to sit on the table. She took a deep breath and forged on. She had finally decided to live out her fantasies and she was going to do her best to go through with it!!

It all started just like the real thing…he checked her ears and her eyes and her neck. He then explained the need for a breast exam, and asked her to remove her gown. She felt her face blushing deep red as he untied it and helped her pull it from her arms. She tried to cover anything she could, but Doc J thought it time to take charge a little more, and pulled her hands down to her sides. He helped her lie back and started a complete breast exam.

She was totally embarrassed when her nipples hardened at his touch. He pulled each one, and rolled them between his fingers. Her breathing became just a bit more rapid. He pinched a bit and she gasped. She could feel the wetness already! DAMN!! He explained he needed to "isolate" each nipple as he clipped a forceps on each one. He could hear the sharp intake of breath and a little moan escaping her lips. Her hands roamed up as if to protect herself and she felt him strap them to her sides.

"No more sounds, young lady!" he demanded, and she tried to stifle the moans coming from her mouth.

The forceps were biting her nipples, but setting her lower parts on fire somehow!! He continued his exam...pushing on her belly and moving lower and lower all the time. Finally the time came. "We are going to put your feet in the stirrups now."

She felt him lift each leg and secure each ankle and knee. She felt him spread the stirrups wider and her mind was going a thousand miles an hour. She could feel the flush of embarrassment as he spread and exposed her. He was going to KNOW!! He was going to see her wetness.

Doc J continued in a most professional manner. "I need to take your temp now," he explained, and chuckled when she opened her mouth. "No…not there, I'm afraid. I take 3 temps…one rectally, one vaginally and one in your urethra."

She wanted to run away! She hadn't had a temp taken in her bottom since she was about 5!! Never mind the other places. She felt the cold lube he was using pushed into her bottom. She was mortified when her pussy responded to his touch, and more so when she felt the thermometer being pushed into her.

Once again, her breathing got ragged and her pussy seemed to be leaking copious amounts from her arousal!! She felt the second thermometer entering her wetness, and a sharp sting when he put the third one in her peehole. What she must look like...spread and exposed with thermometers in all her openings!! She wanted to die, but strangely enough, she was getting hotter by the second.

It seemed to take HOURS for him to finish. Finally, she felt him pull them out. She shuddered when he pulled the one from her peehole...it stung, but there was something else, too.

She could see threads of her juices dangling from the thermometers as Doc J read each..."Hmmmm," he exclaimed. "Looks like you need some cleaning out before we go any further."

"NO! PLEASE!" she begged and pleaded. She didn't think she could endure the embarrassment!! She felt a stinging spanking on her bottom.

"I told you, NO MORE TALKING," Doc J bellowed. He reached into a drawer and removed a gag. Before she knew what was happening he had the ball in place and the gag strapped around her.

"Mpfhh," was all she could say now!

Doc J busied himself at the sink. He made quite a racket with mixing and filling, and her face was scarlet thinking about what was in store for her! He rolled a rack next to her so she could see the bulging steamy bag. He knew she did enemas at home and was quite sure she would be able to take what he gave her. Although she had done her own enemas, she had never had anyone give her one.

She felt so humiliated and embarrassed, but once more her pussy was betraying her true feelings…watching him lube the tube and feeling him push the KY into her bottom was making her so wet!! She felt the hose go in and she heard the click...she could feel the water rushing in and her belly extending to take it.

She twisted as the first cramps hit her, and Doc J rubbed her belly...his fingers roaming lower and lower all the time. Before the water was through going in, he had his finger on her clit. He was rubbing and watching her face...a cauldron of emotion and feelings...her stomach cramping and taut...her clit screaming for release.

She tossed her head from side to side, and Doc J applied the paddle to her ass…she felt the shock of it all the way to her clamped nipples. Moreover, all the time Doc J was rubbing her clit, making her ache with want...so many different things happening at once. She heard the bag gurgle and saw it was empty. Doc J quickly replaced the nozzle with a butt plug, and then stood back to admire her for a few seconds.

He picked up a crop and rubbed it from her clit to the plug. He tapped on the plug, evoking moans from under the gag and more wetness and squirming. He tapped on her pussy lips...the crop raining slaps a little harder…stinging her lips so damn well!! She could feel so much building deep in her. He KNEW all the buttons to push. He slapped a little harder, and as her pussy lips swelled, they split open. Her clit was engorged and aching…practically begging to be spanked. He obliged. She clenched her ass as hard as she could...so full and stuffed!!

Her nipple clamps seemed to be sending jolts straight to the core of her. Doc J was hitting his mark...her clit stung and buzzed; her pussy dripped and clenched. Her bottom was so full he could see her little bottom pucker squeezing on the plug. If she could have moved, she would have arched her hips to welcome that crop. He knew what she needed and wanted! He increased the intensity, and watched her rising and balancing on the edge.

He cropped her thighs and her pussy; he tapped the plug harder and faster. He could hear her moans, and knew she was close. He changed angles and used the crop right on her clit. He watched her ride it…he watched her clench. He watched as she shattered and exploded…her hips jerking and her pussy dripping, convulsing in an orgasm unlike any she had ever felt before!!

He backed off on the crop, tapping her ever lighter until she floated back down to earth. He helped her from the table and to the bathroom, closed the door and walked away.

Once she was dressed and back together again, she came out to see him, her eyes downcast, blushing and smiling. He handed her a card for her next appointment…they had only just begun!

The next appointment....

She couldn't even think while she was driving home. She felt herself alternately blushing and becoming aroused and being totally astonished at herself for actually going through with it. However, enough was enough! She was a grown woman…she had things to be doing and places she needed to go!! No more of this! If only it were that easy...

She switched on her computer later that night and made herself invisible. Doc J had written a note and she skimmed over it carefully. It was so basic and so vague that she was a little embarrassed. It was as if she was being thanked and dismissed. She wasn't ready to talk to him yet, anyway. It was all so fresh and raw…that secret door in her mind he had opened today.

A few days went by and she kept playing the whole scenario over and over in her mind. And she realized that she needed more! It appalled her almost…it was as if he had made her stop to think and to understand herself more than she ever had before.

She was sitting and thinking about the whole thing when she remembered the card he had given her...the card for her next appointment! She grabbed her purse and pulled out the card out. Checking the date, she realized she had missed it...it was for 2 days prior. For some reason, she emailed Doc J an apology. She didn't think much about it during work the next day, but when she turned on her computer that night, there was a reply from Doc J.

Doc J had been talking to her for months. He was pretty sure that he knew more about her than SHE even realized. He was determined to keep after her…to make her accept the submissive part of her that she had kept hidden all along. His letter was filled with buzzwords...words he thought just might strike the right chords with her, and he was NOT to be disappointed.

"Dear Amanda: You are absolutely right…you DID miss the appointment we had scheduled. I believe you need more discipline in your life. I am willing to help you with that, if you want to reschedule your appointment. I do want you to understand that if you do decide to reschedule, you must be punished for missing the last one. I await your reply. Doc J"

Amanda sat there in front of the screen, thinking and squirming in her seat. Almost automatically, she hit the reply key and sent a note back. She swallowed hard, and wrote of the times she would be available. Suddenly he popped up with an IM on the screen…"You've been making yourself scarce, Amanda...is something wrong?"

She replied, "I AM a little confused," and they started to talk back and forth just like before the first appointment. He helped her to understand how scary it was to have such powerful feelings all of a sudden rising to the surface. He totally understood why she backed away after the first appointment.

"But, Amanda, the fact remains…you WILL be punished for missing the next appointment."

Little did she know Doc J was grinning softly, knowing it was exactly the kind of "bait" Amanda needed to prod her into coming back for more! She needed these things and always had; she had just never had the courage to ask for them. They had built a trusting and extremely honest relationship over the course of a long cold winter…she typing all her secrets, and he understanding her.

The fact she trusted him enough to take the first step was something he cherished. He felt it was his responsibility, and his pleasure, too, to take her down the road as far as she wanted to go. The truth of the matter was that Doc J had found his own treasure in HER, too! She was a lovely lady, just very insecure and afraid of her own feelings...embarrassed about things she liked. He was blown away to think he could be the one to help her discover herself and her true feelings. He had somehow twisted his feelings around her, too!

Two days later, she drove into his driveway and knocked at his door once more. He was happier than he cared to admit that she had taken the giant step to be there! Amanda walked in, eyes downcast, and shaking like a leaf. "I am so sorry, Doc J. I should have made the last appointment." She was almost whispering, hoping she could avoid the punishment.

"Amanda, I have been waiting, and you are 5 minutes late besides." His voice held an edge of steel she had not heard the last time. "Please go in and undress. You can put on a robe if you'd like, but it won't be on for long," he said, and then left the room.

She got up and walked on shaky legs to undress. She picked up the robe and pulled it tightly around her. In spite of it all, she would have a shred of dignity left, at least for a few minutes She sat on a chair waiting. The same thoughts and doubts running were through her mind, over and over…"Why am I here? What am I DOING??"

And as before, it seemed that just when she was about to lose her courage, Doc J came into the room. "First of all, Amanda, let's get this punishment over with. I don't like to be kept waiting, and I don't like my schedule disrupted. Do you understand why you are being punished?"

Amanda looked at him and nodded her head, "Yes."

"Amanda, speak up," he told her sternly.

"Yes, Doc J," she replied quite meekly.

"Amanda, from NOW ON, you will ASK me for punishment, and you will TELL me the reason why. Is that understood?"

She blushed furiously and cleared her throat "Yes, Doc J. Please punish me f-f-f-or being late and missing my last appointment," she whispered. It was one of the hardest things she ever had to do!! She was so embarrassed that she could feel tears pooling in the corners of her eyes.

"Very well. Amanda...lean over the end of the table, NOW!"

She straightened and hesitated, but looking at Doc J and hearing his steely voice, made something deep inside her respond. She leaned over the end of the exam table, and he walked toward her. She felt him pull her thighs far apart. He untied the robe and pulled it off her shoulders. Her ass was jutting out and he could almost see her shaking. He pushed her head down so it touched the table, and rubbed her ass for a few minutes.

Suddenly she felt the sting of the paddle across her bottom. She jumped at the burn and the sound of the explosion! She reached back instinctively to cover her ass, and was rewarded by Doc J restraining her hands over her head. The spanking continued until she was crying mightily, and her ass was cherry red and white hot on fire!!

He went to a cupboard, pulled out a red bag and filled it quickly, adding a good dash of thick, creamy soap. Without further ado, he pushed the nozzle into her. She clenched her ass and through her tears, she tried to apologize all over again. Doc J said nothing, but she heard the click and felt the water rushing in.

Doc J noticed her wetness...his hunch was right! She needed this and she really wanted it. He just HAD to teach her to accept that!

The soapy water was soon churning in her belly. She was still crying and trying to twist away from him, and the nozzle, and the heat and fire in her bottom! He got tired of watching her dance, and quickly tied each ankle to a table leg. He rubbed her belly, but he would NOT stop the flow. She could feel the soapy burn deep in her guts.

He liked the sight before him…her red ass with the white nozzle sticking out, her twisting and turning, and moaning and crying. He reached between her legs and rubbed her.

Then, suddenly she was still…her belly stretching and gurgling, and now THIS!! His fingers, tracing delicate circles around her little clit…dipping into her wetness, and once more making her mind and her body feel all sorts of different things at the same time. It seemed as if the heat of the spanking was diffusing, going straight to the core of her. Her burning, stuffed ass was clenching in time with his strokes. He noticed her riding it…getting hotter and more excited, and he stopped.

She moaned in frustration and suddenly a wave of cramps overrode everything she felt. NO WAY could she hold this! "Doc! PLEASE STOP" she yelled.

She heard the bag empty and thought her punishment was over. Instead, he pulled the nozzle out and pushed a plug deep inside her. She groaned with pain as the plug stretched her asshole wide, As much as she felt that crampy struggle, she clenched down to keep from leaking a drop.

Suddenly the world exploded as she felt the paddle spanking her once more. She screamed in pain, and was crying in earnest once more. Her belly was taut with soapy water and she knew she would explode without relief, but he had awakened something in her.

The spanking landed on her ass, but the feelings went straight to her pussy. She heard him drop the paddle, and his fingers reached once more for her pussy. She was a writhing mass of stinging and heat and pleasure, but her belly hurt so BAD!!

He rubbed her softly and circled her clit over and over, as she rose to the occasion. She couldn't help pushing back for more, but her belly! She felt the sweat break out; her fists were clenched and she was begging him. Finally, when she was on the verge of bursting out all over, Doc J stopped and untied her. He led her to the bathroom and gave her permission to take the plug out. She was past caring if he stayed or left. She was just relieved to be able to let go!!

Doc closed the door behind her and got ready for the next part of the appointment. He took a shiny new razor blade and an old fashioned cup of shaving soap, heated some towels and laid some items on his tray. The appointment had just begun!