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@clinicalbitemarks
hello all :33 needed a space of my own to indulge in my favorite kink, so here I am. This is mostly just for reposting things + writing little blurbs that come to me. I loveee roleplay, so feel free to dm for dat!!!! I will also be roleplaying as my OC, Doctor Victor Crowe, or Dr Crowe! Posts in his character will be tagged #DrCrowe
Likes + dislikes + more about my character under the cut
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the thing is if you’re shy it’s much easier to be embarrassed, especially if you know the doctor’s being very patient with you while you make it hard for them to do their job. changing into the hospital gown, tying it in the front, but keeping on your underwear. hoping maybe this time will be different. laying down on the table and shaking with nerves. doctor squeezing your hand as they pull open the gown, pressing down on your stomach gently. touching up near your chest, and then slowly moving down towards your belly button, until they have to slide two fingers under the band of your underwear. they tell you they’re very sorry, and it’ll just take a second, but your stomach is doing flips as they feel over your bladder, folding the cloth down to assess the skin there. “relax, it’s not going to hurt”, but your stomach’s just so tense they tell you they’re a little worried about your pelvic floor, so they’re just going to feel a little lower. their hands are gentle, almost cautious, as they slide under the fabric of your underwear. they softly press at your skin, feeling out the shape of your inner labia. just checking for tension. finally they touch you where you’ve gotten so wet from the embarrassment. they ask you if this discharge is normal for you, and blushing, you shake your head no. their hands come out & they slowly pull your underwear the rest of the way down. it looks like you’ll need an internal exam.
Taking a pup in heat out of his crate. He's desperate to hump something but I won't let him. He whines as I put him on the table, strapping his arms down so he can't touch himself. Pulling his pants and underwear off and putting his legs in the stirrups, strapping them down tight. He's whining and desperate. I can see his slick beginning to pool on the table so I tease him about it. I start touching him ever so lightly with my gloved hands while he whimpers and begs me to do more. Instead I take my now slick covered fingers and put them in his mouth. Slowly fucking his mouth with my hand and watching him gag, listening to him whine around my glove.
I finally take my hand out of his mouth and move back to his waiting hole. I start slowly playing with his tdick while he moans and whimpers. I stick a few fingers inside him to loosen him up but it's not really necessary. He tries to buck against my hand but the restraints won't let him. I inspect his hole for a while longer without really giving him any release. Then I pull my hand away leaving him to whine about the emptiness.
Now I pull over the fucking machine and turn it on. The settings are low so it just barely goes in and comes out ever so slowly. I start adjusting the stroke length until the whole toy is being buried in his hole. He whimpers something about it being too big as if I haven't calculated how much he can take. When he does take it I tell him how good he's being. I walk over to his head and stick my hand back in his mouth while adjusting the speed till it's pumping into him steadily. He moans around my gloved hand and I finger fuck his throat.
I pull my hand out again and turn up the speed. He's incoherently babbling now, mostly cries of "oh god" or "fuck". Eventually he starts to cum. I note it down but we aren't finished. I tell him he's a good boy and that I just need to run some more tests. I grab a vibrator and stick it against his tdick before turning it on. After that I turn up the speed on the fucking machine again. He's whimpering and whining about it being too much and how he's cumming again but I don't care. We're going until he passes out.
After he does I turn the machines off and note his final time. I unstrap the restraints and call in my assistants to take him back to his kennel. He'll be fed as soon as he wakes up.
stethoscopes are one of the weirdest things that turn me on. it's so strangely intimate to me when they slip it just under your shirt, warning u that it's gonna be cold. telling you to take a couple deep breaths as their gloved hand rests on your shoulder, and the silence that follows when they quietly direct you to take a couple more deep breaths as they move the cold disk across your chest.
this is my first time on tumblr. i really like medplay and i need ur help discovering more . LIKE NOW
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going in for your pap smear as a trans guy. you find a doctor who's also trans, hoping he'll be more understanding and accepting. he praises you for making the right choice and caring for your health. he tells you the exam might run longer than usual because he has to check your bottom growth and make sure it's been growing the right way. you aren't quite sure what that entails but you nod anyway, following his directions as you get into the stirrups. you stare up at the ceiling as you hear the snap of his gloves, followed by the cool sensation of them on your tdick. you've always been quite sensitive there so you jump and whine without realizing it, immediately apologizing for it. the doctor grins and reassures you it's okay, that it might be a natural reaction as he inspects such a sensitive area.
you hold back whines as he gently spreads your cunt open, taking mental note of his findings. it wasn't until he pulled back the hood on your tdick that you moaned, feeling the cool air mixed with the smooth sensation of his gloves on such a sensitive spot. "I have to ensure you can respond well to stimuli. this may be a bit intense, just relax and allow yourself to react in any way you need." he reassures you before starting to stroke your throbbing dick, telling you you're okay when you moan and squirm on the table. he tells you it's perfectly natural to react this way to such a touch, and he continues until you cum on his fingers, making a mess on his table. you whine out of embarrassment as you realize what just happened, but when you look at the doctor you see his gloves are already off and he's sat at his computer, typing out his findings.
after a moment he stands, smiling at you as he pulls on another pair of gloves and picks up the speculum, spreading lube on it. "alright, are you ready for the rest of the exam?"
doctor who restrains you and tells you it's for your own good. doctor who forces your legs into stirrups and shushes you when you whine from the stretch of the speculum. doctor who reassures you you're okay while he runs painful tests on you. he rubs your clit just enough to keep you from crying. maybe if you continue to be well behaved for your exam he'll let you cum as a reward. we'll see.
the cool, smooth touch of nitrile gloves on my skin... massaging my muscles and pressing on different parts of my body... wrapping around my throat and squeezing as I struggle against it...not letting up no matter how hard I fight...
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doctor holding your jaw open while you squirm and whine uncomfortably as he checks your mouth. gloved fingers running across your teeth, feeling the smooth texture of the gloves along your tongue and the roof of your mouth. "stop fucking squirming and sit still for me." he speaks lowly as you try to fight out of his firm grip on you. he sticks his fingers down your throat and grins when you gag on them, watching you fight and struggle against the intrusion. when he pulls his fingers out you frantically cough and gasp for air while he chuckles at you. "not so squirmy now, huh? hopefully now you understand what happens when you do not comply with me. lay back, I have much more to do."
You jolt awake with a sharp gasp, heart pounding violently in your chest. Thick padded straps pin your arms firmly to the sides of the medical chair, while your legs are locked high and obscenely wide in cold metal stirrups. You're completely naked, the sterile chill of the brightly lit exam room raising goosebumps across your flushed skin, your chest, belly, and most shamefully, your fully exposed cunt on blatant display.
“What the fuck?! Let me go!” you shout, voice cracking with panic as you yank hard against the unyielding restraints. “Where am I?!”
Several figures in white coats turn toward you at once.
“Subject 347 is awake—”
“—heart rate spiking—”
“—respiratory distress—”
A kind-faced nurse leans in close. “Shh, it’s alright. Just breathe for me.” She gently presses the clear nitrous mask over your nose and mouth, sealing it snugly. Cool, sweet gas begins to flow.
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"It's a simple test of clitoral sensivity," the doctor stepped foward, the heels of his shoes clicking on the white linoleum flooring. He was well-dressed as he always was, tall, but not looking. His dark hair was combed and styled to stay away from inquisitive eyes, "One of many things we'll examine, now that you're fully grown." His eyes cast a reflection of his gown-clad patient, who's legs dangled nervously off of the side of the cold, metal table.
"Lie back," Dr. Blair instructed the other, who complied with some guidance from the doctor's hand. The patient shifted, legs pressed together, moving a bit as the light above became oppressive. "Now, the way that I assess sensivity is by asking you a series of questions as the examination goes on." Dr. Blair reached for a paid of gloves, snapping them on. "You will answer me on a scale when I ask you how you're feeling. Zero will be no sensation at all, and ten will be highly sensitive, or painful."
The patient flinched at the snap, not wanting this to go on for any extended period of time, but with little choice in the matter. Anyone could see the restraints that dangled off of the table. The stirrups the patient's legs would soon be put in. Dr. Blair reached a hand toward the medical gown, folding it up and out of the way. "Comfortable?" He asks, getting a hesitant nod in response.
"Now, you're going to feel a little pressure, I want you to rate this on that scale we talked about." Dr. Blair reached down, pressing one finger just above the sensitive nub, not applying pressure. The patient replied, "Three, doctor."
"And this?" Dr. Blair's gloved finger pressed a little harder, now. This was only a trial of what would come. A comfortable beginning spinning towards a medical nightmare. He looked up to watch his patient's face, to note every reaction, every expression of discomfort and pleasure. It was, after all, the doctor's intent to map his patient's erogenous zones.
"F-- five, doctor." The patient stutters with a reply this time, and the white coated man casts an inquisitive look. "Five?" Dr. Blair questions, "You sound rather worked up already. Would you like to re-evaluate that statement?" He didn't let the finger up on the other, who nodded in a strained sort of desperation. "N-no, doctor."
Dr. Blair removed his hand, and then peeled off his gloves, disposing of them and taking a moment to write his responses down. Returning to the table, he rested one hand on the patient's ankle, "Legs in the stirrups. I need full visibility." The patient didn't move, but the doctor lifted each ankle into the stirrups. He reached up, focusing the light on an already-wet vagina. "Producing a good deal of vaginal fluid already, I see. I'll be applying restraints to you, in that case. I don't want you struggling to stay still during a state of heightened arousal."
Dr. Blair does as he said he would. He took each of the patient's arms, and legs to be strapped down with thick leather cuffs and bands. A strap was brought across the patient's chest, and a final two went across each thigh. With his patient now flat on the table, the doctor re-gloved, and approached the other with a confident air. "Just relax," he takes his postion between the patient's legs, uncapping a bottle of lubricant and spreading a clear glob of it across every fold, "this will be over before you know it."
He parts the other's labia majora, sliding a lubed finger right up to the clitoris. Dr. Blair watches his patient jerk a bit as he pulls back the hood and applies direct pressure on it. "And how does this feel?" The patient struggles to respond, breathily replying, "Six, doctor..."
The doctor nods, taking note as he began to drag his finger up and down the other's clitoris, watching it start to get red as the stimulation went on. "Doctor, n-- no more, I--" the patient starts, but is cut off. "Quiet. You will speak when prompted to do so. I need to listen to your breathing and vocalizations. How are you feeling?"
"Eight! Just stop, please!" The patient begs, but the doctor pays no mind. "A quick one, aren't you? We'll have to work on your endurance during future visits." The doctor added more pressure, now circling the clitoris with unmatched precision. The patient tried to fight on the table, but was trapped. Instead reduced to pitiful whines and groans.
"How are you feeling?"
"Nine, doctor! Make it stop, make it stop! It's too sensitive! Can't-- I can't--!"
"You will in time. Let me know when you're approaching an orgasm You need to tell me you're at a ten before you climax."
"Ah! AH! Y-yes doctor..!"
The patient groaned and practically screamed on the table as the examination went on. The clitoris was swollen, perfectly manipulated as Dr. Blair watched his patient's final undoing. He hovered over the other, watching the body and mind contort to his will.
"TEN! TEN, DOCTOR. TEN!!" The patient screamed out, violently convulsing in the restaints as the orgasm took over. Dr. Blair made sure to move his hand steadily, making sure every second was wrung out of his patient's trembling body. He slid one finger inside of the vaginal canal, pulling it out to assess the moisture between his paitent's legs. His paitent groaned at the invasion, leaving a puddle on the table while still writhing in a daze.
"Excessive amount of self-lubrication, low tolerance for simulation, and under ten minutes to orgasm." He clicked his tongue, removing his gloves and tossing them away. "We'll certainly have to improve upon that with therapy." He sounded flatly disappointed, and slightly concerned with his patient's pathetic display. "I'll be leaving you here for the nurses. They will clean you up, and have you discharged." He was detached as he left his patient lay there in shame, wet and terribly sensitive between the legs.
mhmhmphgh god making out with him and then he brings a hand to my throat, just barely squeezing when he leans in real close and says "take a deep breath in for me", holding eye contact with you as you breathe in before he starts choking you out, shushing you as you struggle to breathe against him. all he does is start to count down, telling you to stop squirming as he slowly gets to one before letting go, watching you pathetically cough and catch your breath. (this also actually just happened to me I'm so hard about it)
pretty boy sticking his fingers in your mouth, but instead of having you suck on them he runs them along your teeth. prying your mouth open and feeling each one, telling you to be quiet so he can focus. feeling his fingers, gloved or ungloved, running along the surface of your teeth. looking up at him with those big pretty needy eyes while he examines your teeth.
the doctor at work.
[desperately horny voice] haha yeah did you know that studies have shown that vocal expressions of pain actually increase your pain tolerance? yeah, even if it's volitional, you should really be making lots of loud noises while you're in pain. please. if you want we can even practice right now.
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I really want to collect a semen sample from a puppy tgirl just to check her levels and morphology after being on HRT of course, everything is routine. Run my gloved hands over her aching puppybits as her owner watches and re-assures her that this is okay and just part of her check up. I want to get her so overstimulated she begs and begs to mount me but that just can't happen, it wouldnt be professional, and it would ruin the integrity of my sample. You should really train her better, it's not normal to be so aroused at a vet visit.
making out with a guy when he suddenly presses two fingers against my neck. Holding still and telling me to be quiet while he feels my pulse. he hums and tells me my heart rate is elevated and what my bpm is just from his guess. it gets me sooo fucking worked up. (this actually happened to me yesterday ugh)
