The Doctor Will See You Now

You feel my eyes peering over my clipboard as you lay back for your physical exam. You know you’ve neglected your health for too long.... and now you’re exposed on my table at the mercy of MY care. I’ll be running a series of tests on you today. I can’t promise that they’ll be comfortable, but I can assure you that they’re good for you. No need to quiver now. I have the perfect remedy for any ailment I uncover. You’re in good hands... I swore an oath.

Today you are my perfect, perfect specimen, and we are not done here until you’re fit for my clinical trial. Oops! Did you think you were here for just a routine wellness check? Not quite. My practice is exponentially more progressive than traditional medicine and you can't possibly be of use to me if you're not here for my research.

My subjects claim my trial is “invassive” and “corrupt.” "Designed," they say, "for my twisted sense of pleasure." You wouldn’t question my practice now would you? No, you’d never disobey a doctor's order. I’ve proven time and time again that pleasure is a natural anesthisa for pain, and you’re going to reaffirm my hypothesis.

Now, where are my bedside manners!? let me introduce you to my array of instruments! This here is my stethoscope. I’ll be monitoring your heartbeat very closely throughout today’s procedures. There’s nothing more intimate than documenting precisely how the body responds to various stimuli. My thermometer will be inserted right here. Yes, old fashioned I know, but always, always accurate. Don't clench now. My violet wand will be applied here, here, annnnnd here, to stimulate blood flow and to quite literally electrify your senses. This here is my suture kit and right next to it is my insertions tray. You will take everything that happens to you, everything. Doctor's orders.

Before we get started today you’ll consume my golden elixir, freshly brewed this morning. Gauranteed to ease your mind and body for the assessments to come. Sip it slowly now and lap up every warm, golden drop. Melt further and further into the table and allow the sensations to wash over you. Feet up now, one foot in each stirrup. If you so much as move a muscle, I will restrain you and strap you to this table. Don't let the snapping of my gloves alarm you. That soothing sound simply means...... it's time to begin.....

-Mistress Alethea