I had been struggling to find a new job in my field for almost a year. A.I. and recent strikes had made opportunities limited. I had been working at a local Starbucks to make ends meet but a recent incident with a rude customer had left me in need of a new place to be miserable 40 hours a week.
Hello, my name is Jay, I am a late 30s, former video game designer turned freelance barista/uber driver.
One day while browsing listings online I came across my dream job. It was close to home and the starting salary was more than enough. I sent in my resume and application. I was hopeful but realistic.
The company I had worked for and many similar in our industry had laid off thousands in the wake of new technology. I knew there would be lots of competition for the job.
The interview was over the internet using Skype. I think I did alright. The person interviewing me commented on a soccer jersey I had on the wall in the background. We were both fans of the same team and talked about that majority of my interview. I was not really sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing when the interview ended.
I could not believe my eyes when I received an email reply a few days later telling me I had the job. I filled in all the needed paperwork and emailed it back.
The only catch was in order to start my new job and qualify for the company medical insurance, I needed a recent Physical Exam from a licensed Physician.
Truth be told, I am a little bit of a chicken when it comes to going to the doctor. I have not been for a regular checkup in at least a decade. I ended up putting off the exam to the very last minute. Unfortunately, it turns out, it's very hard to get a physical exam on short notice.
As soon as I started my new job, I would receive my signing bonus. I really needed that bonus to pay my rent and my car payment.
After many hours of calling place after place only to be turned down, I found the ad for a private home medical practice. I crossed my fingers and gave Dr. Janine a call.
As luck would have it, Dr. Janine had an opening to squeeze me in in time for my new job. The Practice was located at a quiet residence not too far from my home. So, I accepted the opening, and she scheduled me in.
I arrived nervous and anxious but as I knocked on the front door I was greeted by a beautiful woman in blue scrubs and a white lab coat. This was Dr. Janine.
Dr. Janine had dirty blond hair and blue eyes with thick eye liner. For anyone who grew up around the same time I did, I would describe her as the woman on the cover of the Blink 182 Enema of the State album. Maybe a bit more professional looking.
I stood and stared blankly for a moment. I noticed her stockinged feet in excessively large heels poking out below her scrubs, and she caught me almost in trance.
"Are you coming in?"
She welcomed me in with a friendly smile. She led me through a room that looked like a living room converted into a waiting room. We walked through a door into another that had been remodeled and equipped as an exam room.
I didn't focus on the details; I was just happy to be getting this done in time and extremely nervous. Dr. Janine handed me some paperwork to fill out and exited the room. I filled out the paperwork and sat on the exam table waiting. She returned and looked slightly annoyed.
"Please undress and prepare for the exam!" She instructed before exiting the room again.
I stripped down to my boxer shorts and awaited her arrival. When she returned this time, she seemed a little more annoyed.
"You need to strip completely down, I am a professional you really have nothing to worry about, I have seen a penis or two before."
I followed her orders and removed my boxers. I could feel her eyes on my cock and balls, sizing me up in what I imagined was an unprofessional manner. I decided it was just my imagination.
"Before we start the exam, I wanted to let you know we are offering a free sinus test with any physical exam as part of our monthly special."
I responded that I was only really looking to get the mandatory exam done for my job requirements. She assured me that the sinus test was a great deal, and I should really take advantage of it. When a beautiful woman tries to offer you something for free it's hard to keep saying no and eventually I agreed.
Dr Janine looked over my chart and asked me to confirm information. She asked my full name, my age, was I a smoker, how often did I drink alcohol, any known medical conditions, the usual shit.
Dr Janine set the clip board down and sat down in a chair with wheels. She rolled over closer to me and leaned in.
"After checking your heart rate, I can tell you are nervous. It had been a while since you have seen a doctor, right? Don't you worry I will make this as easy and painless as possible."
Dr Janine started the exam with the routine procedures. She checked my heartbeat with a stethoscope. She checked my eyes and looked down my throat and in my ears.
Dr Janine checked my reflexes and blood pressure. It seemed pretty normal until she instructed me to kneel on the floor.
So, there I was naked, reluctantly kneeling on the cold sterile floor with this gorgeous medical professional looking down on me.
Dr Janine began to remove her shoes and told me we would be starting the sinus test. I could already smell her sweaty stockinged feet. It was afternoon, and I imagine she had been in the office, on her feet, seeing patients almost all day.
She said she would be placing her feet on my face and around my nose to test my sinus abilities. She would use each foot one by one, and I was to tell her what I could smell.
Right away this didn't sound like standard procedure, but I must admit I have a fetish for stinky women's feet and the smell already called me to it like one of those cartoon characters seduced by a pie cooling on a ledge.
Did she somehow secretly know I liked feet? Was this something she did with all her patients?
She placed her right foot on my face smothering me with her wonderful odor. She wiggled and wriggled her toes, briefly pinching my nose between her toes.
"What does it smell like?" she asked.
"Are you serious?" I replied with a laugh.
"I am very serious, an issue with your sense of smell could indicate other underlying issues. So, take a good inhale and tell me, what does it smell like?"
"So, just tell you what your feet smell like? Honest answer?" I asked.
"Yes, I am professional this is all part of my job. Do you think I have stinky feet or something?" she said with an evil smile.
I took a deep inhale of the foot near my face.
"I guess it smells kind of like...popcorn."
"Interesting!" Dr Janine said before frantically writing something on her clipboard.
Dr Janine pulled her foot away from me and reached for her left leg. She pulled down her stocking exposing her bare foot to the air. She placed her left foot on my face in a similar way she had her previous foot.
Her bare foot smelled even stronger.
"What does this foot smell like without the stockings?" Dr Janine asked.
"I guess cheese popcorn." I replied.
"Fascinating!" she said.
I couldn't help but get erect and secretly enjoy every moment, but I attempted to hide it crouched down worshiping her feet.
She removed her feet from my face and delicately teased my cock with her feet. She then returned her feet to my face and nose.
"You like that?" she said with a Dominant tone.
All I could do to respond was nod my head.
After the sinus exam Dr. Janine put her stocking and shoes back on and left the room momentarily. She returned with a different clipboard, informing me she was able to obtain my medical history. Men my age now required a Prostate exam every few years.
My charts indicated I had never had one. In order to complete the physical and sign off for my new job she would have to perform a Prostate exam. Dr. Janine could tell I was slightly uneasy about the news. She assured me she was gentle, and this was a common thing to be nervous.
Then suddenly she had an idea. Dr. Janine told me about special new therapeutic straps and restraints she recently acquired to make Prostate exams go smoother. She said the straps made the whole process less intrusive. They helped support my legs and back. I believed her and agreed to allow the straps.
Before I realized it, I was completely helpless restrained with my body at her mercy. Dr. Janine walked off to a counter and removed a pair of latex gloves and medical lubricant from a storage area. She pulled the gloves on, and the snap of the latex gave me chills down my spine.
Dr. Janine stretched her hand and fingers in the gloves as if it was too tight and she was loosening the latex. She rubbed her hands together and gave me a very devilish look from across the room.
"Are you sure we need to do this?" I questioned desperately.
"No need to worry. I deal with nervous prostate exam patients all the time."
Dr. Janine looked at her gloved hands.
"You're in good hands!" she said and giggled.
Dr. Janine walked over to another medical cabinet. Her heels clicked on the tile floor as she walked. She retrieved something I could not make out from my position.
"Sometimes patients get a little too talkative and distracting during prostate exams...." she spoke before placing a gag into my mouth.
"Now for the fun part!" Dr. Janine wheeled out a cart with many medical looking tools, but distinctively several anal plugs and dildos of varying sizes. I knew right away this wasn't a normal medical practice.
I started to protest and request she stop but the ball gag prevented anything other than mumbles and gibberish from leaving my mouth.
Dr. Janine walked over to the end of the exam table wheeling the cart behind her. She stood in front of me giving her full access to my ass. She squirted an excessive amount of lube from the cart onto one of her gloved hands.
She began slowly probing and prodding my hole with one finger. I instinctively tightened up my entire body as she entered. She told me to loosen up or things would get painful fast.
One finger soon became two. I could feel the pressure building and reducing on my prostate. I let out a moan from behind my ball gag. She was like a mad woman focused on her task. A steel gaze in her eyes. She wasn't performing a medical test; she was teasing me. She would repeatedly put pressure on the area between my ball sack and ass with her spare hand. It felt like some kind of pleasure pressure point.
I was helpless to buck and hump on her fingers.
"You are enjoying this!" she said with a sinister laugh.
After some time manipulating and massaging my prostate she switched from her fingers to an anal probe. It was long and metallic. It was like a 7 inch curved metal rod with an oval shaped ball at the end.
I was helpless to allow her exploitation of my body. She placed the ball at the entrance to my ass, and I felt her ram it in. She seemed to angle the probe, so the ball sat right on my prostate.
I closed my eyes. My cock was very hard. I could hear her fidgeting with her tools on the cart. Then I heard a vibrating noise. Suddenly the vibrations were transferred into the probe. The feeling was overwhelming.
Eventually I could feel myself getting close to orgasm. I attempted to control myself, but the pleasure was too much for me to handle. Without warning I orgasmed and cum shot out my cock and onto my chest.
Dr. Janine pulled the probe from my asshole and released me from my restraints.
"Clean yourself up" she said as she handed me a towel and left the room with a sense of accomplishment. I was red in the face, covered in sweat and blissful.
Dr. Janine returned with the paperwork signed and ready. I felt unsure of what had just taken place. I was overwhelmed in subspace. I shook Dr. Janine's hand. I paid for my physical and left clean and dressed.
When I got home, I just sat on the bed and questioned what had happened. Was that a real medical practice?
I turned in all the needed paperwork and started my new job. Things were going great.
For weeks I just couldn't get the amazing Dr. Janine off my mind. Finally, one day I went through all my past phone calls and found the number for her office. I dialed the number, and a familiar voice answered.
"Can I setup another appointment with Dr. Janine...?" I questioned.