Rape

Voluntarily, I removed my pantie and climbed onto the table. Meanwhile, he drew the curtain to block the view from others. I was told to place both feet onto the footrest.

"Ms, lie on your back and try to relax. The more you relax your muscles, the more comfortable you'll be..!", he said patiently.
"Take a few deep breaths and try to check out the beautiful posters on the ceiling".

I raised my legs and spread them apart in front of him with some embarrassment.
He was oblivious to my 'gina'. Perhaps he had seen many great looking ones...'cherry pinkish ones"....unlike mine whom is 'gloomy like the evening clouds".

He used a cotton swab to clean my region. And I felt a sudden thrill when the cold gauze touches my sensitive skin. Then he applied KY generously onto my opening.

He began to look at my vulva with his deep spectacle eyes. He inspected my external genitalia. Looking for ..........! I felt his hands touching my vulva~ gently and lightly. I felt ticklish on my sensitive spot.

"Great, perfect..!" he uttered.
Was he admiring the beauty of my region....What ! A woman who had given birth....do you expect her region to be neatly constructed.? Sigh..!

Next, he gently and slowly inserted an instrument into my 'gina'. It gently spreads my 'gina' walls slightly apart.

At this point, I felt some pressure. I felt pain when he adjust the instrument. After a while, I began to feel comfortable when my body gotten accustom to the gadget.

He gave me the assurance from time to time just to make sure I'm comfortable.

I could feel him pushing in a long apparatus....and could feel it in my 'gina'. He warned me that there's gonna hurt a lil.
Ouch...something cutting into my flesh...down under. I experienced this sudden urge of urinating....was it my climax ? Was I getting high ?

Alright..done! You may dress up now.!

He shoved me to the door and we exchange glances. We bid farewell.

As I walked towards the counter, I heard my name was called.

"That's RM95 please, Ms. !"
"Please come back in a week time", said the lady behind the counter.

That's my annual Pap Smear Test which I religiously perform every year. A yearly ritual.

I was thinking.."hey..I allowed him to view my private part, let him insert his fingers into mine and at the end of the session...still need to fork out $$$ for the entire treatment...!"

What a lucky guy...he is..