Chapter 2
"All right students, settle down." said Sarah Johnson as she stood
before an assembly of all the teachers and students at Drummoyne. Once
the students sat down and quiet descended she was ready to begin. "I
am here to introduce everyone to a new addition here at Drummoyne.
Please welcome Dr Hampton. Dr Hampton is here as temporary special
medical officer and he be attending to each and every one of you as he
goes through the student body checking for illness and other such
things. The teachers will also need to see Dr Hampton as he will be
performing your reviews for your health insurance." and she gestured
at John who was sitting over to one side from the other staff. He
stood and gave a brief nod to the students and the staff and then sat
down again. Sarah turned back to the students. "Dr Hampton is located
next to my office and students will be called up to see him. The staff
will be seen to before the student appointments begin. That will be
all. Dismissed." and the students all as one girlish mass stood up and
flowed out the doors. Sarah walked back to where the Staff were
chatting and separated a lithe, blonde, 23 year old gym teacher away
from the other staff members. "Sandra, your appointment is first, so
follow us back to the office."
"Okay." said Sandra Gee
John was standing watching this from the edge of the stage with great
glee, then he turned and proceeded back to his room.
Sandra walked up to the new special medical room and knocked on the
door.
"Who is it?"
"It's Sandra Gee, the gym teacher. I'm here for my examination."
"Come right in," and with an electronic buzz and then click, the door
popped open. Sandra walked into a white tiled room, with bright stark
fluorescent lighting. To one side was a bench with assorted
instruments and other items, in the middle was a standard Doctors
exam table, behind it was a changing curtain and some other cupboards.
John was standing next to the table wearing a welcoming smile. He was
dressed in a white lab coat and was holding a chart.
"Hello Sandra, please go behind the curtain and put on this gown." he
said handing her a hospital gown. She took the gown and went behind
the curtain. The wall behind her was some sort of opaque glass and she
couldn't see through it, so she definitely couldn't see the camera
behind it next to Sarah who was sitting rapt in the entire
proceedings. She didn't notice the other hidden cameras around the
room either.
"Once you've changed lie on the table, I'll be back in a moment." and
then John ducked next door into Sarah's office with his passkey. He
went to the closet in the back and slipped inside. He was now in the
alcove behind his office and he could quite clearly see Sandra
starting to remove her top. This stuff was great, it looks like black
perspex, but it's like a two way mirror. Sarah was watching intently
and John snapped back to reality in time to see Sandra slip her shirt
off and hang it up. Next she removed her sports bra and then her
little pleated skirt. The bloomers and panties followed leaving her
stark naked until she slipped her robe on.
"This will be good babe, stay hear and watch the fun." he said as he
slipped back to his room.
Sandra was laying on the table waiting for him as he came back in and
locked the door.
"Well, let's get started then." and John picked up his stethoscope and
walked over to her. He reached down the front of her gown with the
stethoscope and pressed the cold metal against her right nipple. With
a shocked little intake of breath she remembered her years of being
doctored to and began the requisite breath in and breath out. Then
John repeated this with the left breast. As he removed his hand he
brushed his finger tips across her nipple and felt how hard the cold
metal had made it. He quickly took her blood pressure and then pulled
out a thermometer.
"Have you ever had one of these examinations before?"
"No, I haven't." said Sandra
"Well I'm afraid we have to do your temperature rectally. Do you
understand?"
"You want to stick it up my arse?"
"Yes, spot on. Now roll over and get up on all fours please," said
John trying to contain his lust. He could see Sandra was hesitant to
allow this to go ahead, he was really going to enjoy cracking this
one. "I understand your reluctance, but I'm afraid it's the necessary
procedure and I can't sign your form without it," and that seemed to
do the trick as she slowly rolled over and then slid up onto all
fours. John walked around behind her and snapped on some latex gloves.
She flinched as she heard the latex snap back, but then tried to force
herself to relax. John spread some lube onto his finger and then
applied it to her arse. She flinched back from each touch, but she
stayed in position. "Are we all ready?" asked John with a wink at
Sarah behind the glass. He then slid the thermometer into Sandra's
arse in one smooth movement.
"Arrgh!" grunted Sandra, as she gritted her teeth and held her
position. John was admiring her toned arse and thighs. He looked her
up and down. He could see her little arsehole trying to eject the
invader. He could see her pussy lips covered in little blonde hairs,
peeking out from the top of her thighs. He could see her leg muscles
quivering, as tight as bowstrings as she braced herself against the
indignity she was being forced to endure. He decided that was enough
and slowly pulled the thermometer out.
John decided it was time to begin the festivities.
"Roll over and lie back down on the table." said John and as soon as
she did this he reached down and snapped on the wristlocks hidden at
the sides of the table.
"What the hell are you doing?!" demanded Sandra.
"I need to perform another exam and I can't have you squirming around
on the table" said John as though it was perfectly natural
"What else are you doing then?" she asked
"Just a little gynaecological exam. Nothing to worry about."
"What! You're kidding, let me up." she demanded and began to struggle
with the locks.
John walked back to the table with the optional stirrup attachments
for the table and locked them into place. He then grabbed one of her
writhing, kicking legs and strapped it into place and then he did the
same with the other. She was now locked into place with the only the
hospital gown covering her modesty. She thrashed her head from side to
side until John slid a large knife out of his jacket and waved it in
front of her.
"Will you please stop that stupidity. You'll only hurt yourself, you
can't go anywhere until I release you, and I'm not going to release
you until you've been properly examined." and with that he reached
down with the knife and split the hospital gown right down the centre.
"No, please don't." she pleaded
He reached down and folded back the halves of the gown to expose her
shapely breasts, some of her long blonde hair had fallen down over
face and it gave John an idea. He reached up and forced her mouth open
and stuffed as much of her long hair into it as he could to gag her.
Now she couldn't talk or see him properly, she began to whimper
quietly. John then moved down and opened the gown up over her cunt.
There presented before him, spread wide open and raised for inspection
was her little blonde pussy, and below that was her puckered little
arsehole. He reached down and gave them both a bit of a rub. He bent
down to give her pussy a quick lick to get the taste of her on his
tongue and then he pulled his cock out and rammed it all the way up
her cunt accompanied by a muffled cry from Sandra. John then began to
pound her cunt hard and fast until he spurted into her velvety depths.
He then slid his cock out and positioned it at her arsehole. Sandra
realised what he was about to do and began to yell through her gag.
With another wink at Sarah through the glass he slammed his cock up to
the hilt into her arse. She screamed and slumped resignedly back down
to the table. John pounded her arse and left another deposit in her
body. Then he waved Sarah into the office. Sarah came around, and
motioning her to be quiet John slid a strap on dildo on over the top
of her suit trousers. Then he pointed her at Sandra's pussy and
indicated that she couldn't see through her own hair. Sarah happily
stepped up to the table and lubed up the dildo by rubbing it up, down
and around Sandra's snatch. Then she fed the long dildo into her and
began to pump while fondling Sandra's clit. After a few long moments
Sandra came to orgasm against her will and Sarah pulled out and
stepped back with her dildo still slick and dripping from Sandra's
cunt juice.
John stepped up and moved Sandra's hair out of her mouth, and away
from her face.
"You bastard, you've ripped my arse open, and my cunt is so sore.
You're dead."
John simply grabbed her by the top of the head and looked into her
eyes and blinked once. Sandra's head suddenly went limp and rolled
over.
"Sandra, I am your master and you will do whatever I say from now on,
without question or hesitation. Do you understand?"
"Yes master."
"You only remember coming and having a normal examination from me, and
then you will return to your duties. Notify me of anything that
happens in your classes, especially anything which requires
disciplinary measures."
"Yes master."
John then untied her and removed the stirrups and hid them in the
closet again. John led her back to her clothes and told her to get
dressed. As an afterthought he made her leave her panties and bloomers
behind, so now if anyone caught a glimpse up her skirt they'd get a
bit of a thrill.
"Wake up and go about your business" and she instantly woke up.
"Will that be all?"
"Yes for the time being, thank you Miss Gee. Goodbye."
Sandra then turned and walked out of the room. It crossed her mind
that her nether region felt a little cold and sore, but it was nothing
to worry about for the moment.
John turned to Sarah, who was still wearing the Dildo and took it and
put it away.
"All right Sarah back to work, I'll be watching the tape we just made.
I think we might try a schoolgirl next." and John led her back to her
office and he went into the alcove room at the back to view the tapes
made from the cameras around the room.
