Page 3 of Serving Her Sentence

“Very nice,” he said approvingly as he looked at her splayed pussy. “Nurse Stacey, your assistance please?”

Noelle wanted to ask what he was requesting the nurse's assistance for, but it became obvious. Both of them moved quickly, the doctor at Noelle's ankles, and the nurse with a large strap that went over Noelle's arms and middle, holding her tightly against the table.

“Wait!” Noelle cried out, struggling as the doctor restrained her ankles to the stirrup, leaving her completely helpless. The strap Nurse Stacey had put over her body ran just below Noelle's breasts, and the two mounds jiggled as she squirmed.

“Hold still, Ms. White,” Dr. Blaine said, his tone almost absentminded as he moved between her spread thighs and leaned down to examine her pussy. “This is just to make things easier. Nothing we do will harm you.”

Quivering, knowing it was useless to resist as Nurse Stacey added restraints to each of Noelle's wrists, she closed her eyes and clenched her jaw, trying to pretend she was somewhere else—anywhere else—as Dr. Blaine slid two fingers into her wet pussy. It was extremely difficult as his fingers moved skillfully, probing her insides and making her want to whimper as she squirmed against her restraints.

“She's well lubricated, obviously aroused from the stimulation to her breasts,” he intoned, and Noelle's arms jerked. She wished she could cover her ears so she didn't have to hear him stating the obvious as his fingers pumped and probed. “Nice and tight... squeeze down for me now, Noelle.” She let out a small yelp as he pinched her clit with his free hand, her inner muscles automatically tightening.

She didn’t understand why she was wet or how she could be aroused. It was incredibly humiliating to know there were many eyes watching, witnessing her arousal at the hands of the doctor. With her legs spread open, her hard nipples pointed at the ceiling, and the wet sound of the doctor's fingers moving inside her, it wasn't as if she could pretend to be unaffected.Especially when he curved his fingers slightly, rubbing against her g-spot and making her want to squirm as pleasure surged.

Then he pulled out, leaving her pussy burning and needy and her face hot with embarrassment. One of her tears finally spilled over, trickling down the side of her face. Why was her body responding this way? How could it?

It was the ultimate betrayal.

“Nurse Stacey?” he asked, looking around to see if his assistant had whatever he needed next.

She did.

All the hair on Noelle's pussy was removed—Doctor Blaine reassuring her a similar procedure could be done if she wanted her hair growth returned to her once she'd served her sentence—leaving her completely bare and vulnerable for his closer examination.

“Nice color on the lips, which are very puffy due to her arousal,” he said, pinching the lips in question and making Noelle shiver. It hurt, but it also felt good. When he stroked her clit, she couldn’t stop her moan as his finger circled the little nub. “Nice sized clitoris; should be good for clamps or jewelry.”

Oh, no...

Noelle squeaked in protest, her mouth far too dry to form words, but both the doctor and nurse ignored her completely.

Clamps? Jewelry? Oh shit…

“Nurse Stacey, the speculum, please,” he said, holding out his hand. Noelle closed her eyes, trying to ignore the slide of the cool metal into her. It was much more difficult to ignore the doctor's comments about the depth of her pussy and how wide he stretched the instrument, making her pant as she was opened.

She let out a sigh of relief when he closed it and slid it out of her, but then he pushed the stirrups up, setting her in almost a diapering position. Her eyes popped open, full of confusion. What was he doing? Why wasn't the exam over?

“Anus is a nice, dark pink,” he said cheerfully.

Noelle's body flushed with shame and embarrassment as she realized exactly how intimate this exam would be.

Idiot… how naïve are you? You’re being sold as a sex slave. They’re going to be able to do whatever they want to you. Exactly how much did you not think this through?

She’d been so focused on the time she didn’t want to lose in her life, she hadn’t really thought about what the year might be like, what indignities and perversions might be in store for her. In her head, she’d just thought about someone buying her and wanting sex… a lot of sex. Somehow, she’d never let herself imagine the specifics or delve into all the finer details of exactly what she might be signing up for.

It was naïve of her… but then again, did it make a difference?

Just a year… I can do anything for a year… even this…

Something cool and slick pressed against her anus, and she whimpered as the tiny hole was stretched by Dr. Blaine's finger. The noise attracted his attention, and he looked up at her, raising one eyebrow.

“Anal virgin?” he asked, keeping his voice mild.

Noelle didn't answer, but she didn't need to. The hot blush across her face as she looked away from his probing gaze was the only answer anyone needed. Dr. Blaine chuckled and thrust his finger deeper, making her cry out. The stretch burned slightly but wasn’t entirely unpleasantly. The sensation of having something inserted into that area was uncomfortable and strange, making her want to wriggle. Her muscles squeezed, trying to push the invader out.The sense of shame grew as she realized she was just as aroused, maybe even more so.

“Nice and tight, good muscle movement,” Dr. Blaine said, pumping his finger back and forth. The slickness of the lube he'd used made it impossible for her to grip the questing digit, and the sensation made her writhe against her restraints. Embarrassment and arousal, a combination she was already becoming accustomed to, washed through her. She couldn't help but wonder exactly how many people were hearing him describe her asshole.

Her body relaxed as he slid his finger out and straightened up, holding out his hand, palm up. “Nurse Stacey, the plug.”

“Plug?” Noelle blurted out, confused and unable to hold the question back.