I could see the terror on her face as she wanted so much to shout NOOO!!! I know she was picturing the size of those huge fingers.
But he did it and she pulled away and bit her lip to keep from screaming. For a second she had control. But he plunged deeper in a second and her head went back in a strained agony that I have never seen before, and she groaned.
He prodded her like that for about three minutes and she stayed tense and arched the whole time.
Then it was over.
My balls were about to explode.
He took off his gloves and my wife sat up, put her feet down and put the gown back on.
I was sad it was over but my balls couldn’t take too much more. I’m sure she was so grateful it was finally over.
But the Doctor wasn’t done with us yet.
“So I didn’t see anything really abnormal in the exam that would explain your unusual menstrual cycles, “he said.
“But your uterus and cervix seemed a little stiff. I would expect more mobility in the uterus of a woman your age. That could indicate something abnormal”
“An ultrasound would give us more information, but I think a simpler test might be an endometrial biopsy. Have you ever had one?”
She looked at me confused and I said, “no I don’t think so.”
“Well they are very common and performed in a doctors office so I thought you might have had one and be familiar with the procedure.
He explained the procedure which involved holding the cervix with an especially horrible tool—my term, not his—they call a ‘clamp’ and putting a canula into the uterus through the cervix to collect cells. On the surface sounded fairly no big deal.
“If it were scheduled we could have recommended that you take some Tylenol before the procedure and that would all but eliminate any discomfort.”
That couldn’t have been a bigger lie.
“But if you want to get it now and get it over with I have done many without Tylenol. And I could give you a shot of novacain and that would eliminate any discomfort. But they typically aren’t very uncomfortable.”
Another huge lie.
So my wife looked at me for my opinion and I just shrugged. I knew my desires would override any logic I had, so this had to be her decision.
And I was surprised to realize that even though I love medical erotica and read all kinds of stuff about women and medicine, I didn’t know what this procedure was.
She finally said, “well I’m already here.”
“Great. I’ll get some supplies and be right back.”
I hugged her as she sat on the end of the exam table. And of course I felt up her magnificent titties while I did. She was so out of it that she didn’t even object. And they are fantastic. They stand out so firm on her chest. Firm and muscular. With rock-hard nipples begging to be bitten. I squeezed them and flopped them in my hand.
The doctor came back and the nurse with him.
She had a tray of tools.
The doctor sat on the stool at the end of the table and said, “okay, if you will lay back down and put your feet up in the stirrups. This time she wiggled her bottom down to the end of the exam table without being asked. When she was as he wanted, and she had pulled the gown out of her way again, he inserted the speculum again. It didn’t seem to hurt any less this time. She grimaced and crawled back on the table before settling back down and allowing the metal instrument to fully penetrate her.
The doctor opened it with the insensitivity he had shown throughout the exam. Again she squirmed and wiggled her abdomen. But she was obviously trying to take it. She didn’t make a sound this time.
When he had the instrument fully open he prepared a needle.
He said, “Now I will give you two quick injections—he actually gave her three—of novacain. You might feel a slight pinch or cramp.
So the medical belief, I think, is that because there are so few nerve endings in the internal parts of a body, that sometimes things like needles aren’t felt at all. And sometimes its just a pinch because of so few nerve endings.
But sometimes things hurt like hell. Or maybe some women have more nerve endings? I dunno. But the ‘pain’ or ‘cramp’ wasn’t close to what my wife seemed to experience.
As he plunged the first needle into her cervix, her whole body stiffened as if she were suddenly electrocuted and every muscle in her body was fully clenched. Her head went back against the table and her back arched up and she was stiff as a board. Since she had the gown on with the opening in the front, as she arched it fell open completely exposing the breast farthest from me.
She barely started to relax and settle back to the table when he jabbed her again and she stiffened like that a second time.
I have never seen anything like that. The pain must have been excruciating. I have seen her suffer lots of injuries including a broken rib and a broken leg, but I have never seen her tense with pain like that.
The third one was exactly the same. When she settled I saw that her face was covered in sweat beads. She was panting and seemed out of breath. Her face was beet red.
The doctor was completely oblivious to her the whole time. With his attention all on her pussy.
“Now we need to open your oz slightly. I will put in gradually larger rods. You shouldn’t feel anything.
She did.
She later told me they hurt like hell. But she said she hated him so much at that point she was not going to give him the satisfaction of seeing her suffer out loud. She believes all doctors primary purpose is to inflict pain on women. Don’t get her started on mamography.
Before the doctor could stretch her he needed to ‘clamp’ her cervix to hold it still. Clamp is not an accurate de***********ion of this device called a tenaculum which is really two very pointed deals that pierce the cervix to hold on to it.
The points are the size of a freshly sharpened pencil. That long of a point, maybe one quarter inch, and a straight portion behind the point so each point is about a half inch long. Its a brutal device.
He picked this thing up and I saw the points and knew what he must be going to do with it. So I moved and went behind him. The nurse was on one side bent over watching, and I went on the other side and bent down so I could see. I figured the worst was he would say go sit down. But he didn’t seem to care.
He put the tool into her vagina and the points on either side of her cervix and then squeezed them together with the handles and locked them closed.
SHE SCREAMED. “OUCH!” But it was a crying sort of ouch. A voice I have never heard out of her before. Her eyes were huge. She pulled back on her elbows and really pulled back from him a good foot on the table.
But he was holding the tenaculum which was piercing her cervix. It looked as if he pulled her back down to the end of the table with the tenaculum. Tears were streaming down her face. Her fists were clenched to her chest as red and white knuckled as I have ever seen. She finally settled back down onto the table and the doctor immediately inserted a sound to stretch her out.
She pulled back and made a horrible sad sound. Still openly crying. The doctor still oblivious to her reaction. Each rod caused her to grimace and pull up on the table. And white knuckled each time.
Each larger dilator hurt more it seemed. Several times he said, “there you go. You’re fine, Just relax.” She bit her lip so hard it was bleeding a little. I knew she wanted to kick him.
He used four sounds then shoved in an extra long one to test the depth of her uterus. She again squeaked when he hit the back o her uterus.
Finally he shoved in the canula for taking the samples.
It was a plastic rod slightly smaller than a straw. It has a rough opening on one side and as you shove it in and out it scrapes cells info the tube which collects the sample.
It was much bigger than the largest sound and again seemed to hurt tremendously. As he shoved it in and out of her uterus through her now brutalized cervix she was obviously in agony. He pulled on the tenaculum as he shoved the rod in and pushed on the torture device as he pulled the rod out.
She threw her head from side to side and arched her back with each inward thrust. She was sort of grunting with pain. The gown was completely open from her activity and her breasts bounced magnificently on her sweaty chest. Her nipples were longer than I have ever seen. It was obscene! Tears streamed down her cheeks. I was certain she was about to shout ‘STOP.’
‘NO MORE!’
But she just cried and flopped about.
Finally he was done and pulled the canual out and gave it to the nurse. He opened the tenaculum but the points seemed to be stuck in the holes they had made in her cervix. And it was bleeding. The doctor had to wiggle them and then jerk them out to free them.
She jumped and screamed.
He handed the tool to the nurse who was already at the door and he said, merrily, “all done, you can get dressed now.”
Tears streamed down her cheeks.
I helped her put her cloths on.
After I took some pics of course. I made her sit on the exam table again. But nude, and I took pics. Then I made her lay back. Then I wanted one with my finger in her but when I pushed my finger in she snapped back to reality and just said, “no,” and jumped up and got dressed. I took more pics as she got dressed.
She didn’t say anything to me for two days.
The biopsy turned up nothing and her periods went back to normal on their own.
We did eventually get a vaginal ultrasound. It was awesome.
That doctor’s office was closed next year when I called and he was no longer in the local listings.
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