"Good morning, Dr. Doctor," Rose greeted, adopting a voice of innocence. "I'm ready for my physical."

"Molto bene. Let me just get a few things and we'll get started."

The Doctor concealed a few items from the cupboard in his coat, so Rose couldn't see what they were. He then took up position again on his chair. Moving the medical tray, so it was behind her, he placed them down and she heard them clatter, wondering what could make that noise. "I'd like to check your responses today, Miss Tyler," he informed her.

"What kind of responses?" Rose asked, feeling both anxious and excited at the dramatic turn this first experience with her travelling companion had made.

"That is your arousal response to certain stimuli. From there I can determine your treatment," he clarified. He put the stethoscope back in his ears again, with the bell over her left nipple. Intently, he listened, telling her to breathe deeply, as he detected the not so subtle arousal response there. He set up the blood pressure monitor again and another monitor which clipped to her finger. He took out another two clips and attached them to her nipples. Rose tried not to laugh at the site of them jutting out from the centers of both her breasts and instead bit her lip. The pressure on her erect nipples, wasn't too painful, but it sent shockwaves directly to her groin. The cuff around her arm tightened and inflated and the Doctor made some more notations in his book. He was really going all out for this.

"You're doing well so far, Rose. Well done," the Doctor reassured her, with the same tone he had done earlier, upon examining her. She discovered that she enjoyed him talking soothingly and slightly condescending to her. From the sight of his cock, he did too. "For the next part, I need your legs spread, so I'm going to put them in some stirrups, is that okay?"

"Yes, Doctor," Rose replied.

"Good girl, let me just attach those, so we can keep your legs apart and still for the duration of the pelvic exam," he annotated, with surprising detail what he was about to do.

Rose watched the Doctor, as he adjusted the chair, shortening it, so her bum nearly hung off the edge and pulled out a set of stirrups. He used his sonic screwdriver to get them attached properly and stable and attempted to rattle them to make sure they were on firmly. His grip on her left leg was gentle as he lifted and guided it into the first padded gutter of the stirrup. When he set up the second stirrup, for right leg as well, the Doctor bent down and whispered in Rose's ear, "If there's anything you don't like or are uncomfortable with, our safe word is 'pears'. If you say 'pears', I'll immediately stop. Got that?"

"Pears, got it," Rose whispered back, nodding, relieved that there was a safety-net if things went well... pear-shaped and he would respect that she couldn't carry on with this role-play. The gesture made her love him even more.

"Good girl," he said, before kissing Rose chastely on the lips and moving back to the stirrups. With him at her business end and her legs spread in the air, further apart than she was used to at a normal gyno exam, and without so much as a gown on either. She felt rather exposed, but glad that it was with someone she felt safe around. "I don't want you moving too much, so I'm going to strap your legs to the stirrups as well, understand?" he explained. Rose nodded and the Doctor put some leather restraints on.

Donning a new pair of gloves, he took care to snap them loudly. He sat down on his chair and wheeled himself so he was directly between her legs. With gloved hands he rubbed down both her thighs to relax her and then squeezed a bum cheek. Rose gasped. "Good excellent response so far," he told her. "I want to start with the external exam." He pushed one hand down flat to her pubis. The action made Rose ache for his finger inside her, but his other hand instead prodded her stomach in sections. "Let me know if anything is too tender, or painful, for any reason," he repeated his instruction from earlier.

"Yes, Doctor," Rose replied.

The Doctor smiled and continued to probe gently to her abdomen, feeling the size and shape of her uterus.

"Everything feels good there. Well done, Rose." It seemed like he was congratulating her. "I need to begin the internal examination now." One of his hands now trailed down to the slit of her sex, teasing the pink folds there. "Relax now, for me. Its okay, I am your Doctor. Now, This may feel cold at first, but just bear with me."

Deftly, he slid inside, knuckle by knuckle, his long cool, latex-clad finger. Rose gasped at the sensation of him finally touching her inside, even if it was with the artificial barrier of rubber. She kind of liked the impersonal feeling it gave.

He began to rub her. The friction increased her wetness ten-fold. "You're feeling perfect and tight for me here Rose, I can feel some nice muscle tone as well, but I want to put it to the test, if I may?"

"Okay," Rose agreed, though not sure what that would exactly en-tale. She just hoped this would somehow all lead to him impaling her on that generous erection of his, which currently peeked out suggestively, from the top of his pants' waistband and against his neat, washboard, abs. From here she counted ten hardened inches - more than she had ever been with. The thought of it thrilled her immensely.

"I just need you to clench for me now, Rose, if you will?" Obeying, she tightened around his slender digit. "That's it. Really squeeze for me? Tighter now. Lovely." He marveled at the feeling of her warmth closing in, providing a positive pressure to his appendage. "Perfect. And release?"

Rose relaxed again, but he got her to go through the motions a few more times, clenching and releasing, clenching and releasing, until the Doctor was satisfied. "Well done, Rose," he spoke quietly and began to finger her.

Her eyes nearly rolled back into her head, as he bent his knuckles also, swirling his finger to really open her. "Did you know?" he side-tracked, "The human vagina can stretch to several times its size, during intercourse and right back to normal afterward? Astounding bit of anatomy you have here. So very special. I want to stretch you up."

With flicks of the wrist that he had complained was weak upon regenerating, he powered the movements and put a substantial amount of elbow grease into the job. "These are all very healthy responses, I'm getting from you. It is certainly a turn-up for my latest medical journal. You're doing really well, being so good for me. I am concerned however, about this." With his other hand, he flicked her clitoris swiftly and Rose almost shrieked. "It appears slightly swollen." He tutted at the little nub, feigning a medic's concern that somehow flipped Rose's entire stomach. "I may have to run some more tests." Rose pondered what those could be.

His finger inside of her quickened further in pace and he regarded the monitors, as Rose's breathing rate increased. "Open you eyes for me, Rose. There's a good girl, look at me now," he instructed and leant up over her. Between his teeth, he held his little torch. Using the pad of his thumb, he assisted in gently lifting each eyelid to inspect the size of her pupils, as he poked her womanly hole repeatedly. He removed the light from his mouth, putting it into the breast pocket of the white coat. "Oh, you are very dilated, I am definitely getting a significant arousal response from you."

One finger still pumping a rhythm inside her, he managed to write some notes with his other hand, while cooing words of encouragement to Rose. When he had finished writing, he informed her, "I'm going to increase to two fingers now, okay Rose?"

"Yes, hnng, Doctor!" Rose, moaned and tried to grind her hips on his hand for further friction. He tutted at her.

"Rose, I need you to remain still, for a correct reading of your responses. If you don't stay still, I will need to add restraints. Do I need to do that for you?" he checked.

"No, Doctor."

"Good girl."

The Doctor added the second finger, starting again with a slower motion, but building back up again to the increased pace of before. Every now and then, he'd curl them inside her, scissor, or circle them to mix it up and listen to the change of sounds she made. He blew gently across her clitoris in away that had Rose fighting the need to squirm. The Doctor took more notes, before telling her what a good patient girl she was being and leaning down to suck her clit. Rose's muscles tightened at the feeling and she bucked her hips.

Immediately, The Doctor moved away from her, removing his fingers also. "I did warn you, Miss Tyler, but I really need to establish a correct baseline for your responses and need you to stay as still as possible." The Doctor wheeled around to where his tray was and found some leather straps. He attached one over her hips and tightly to the chair. It wasn't painfully tight, but incredibly restrictive. The use of bondage was both a hindrance and a comfort to Rose at this point. "There, we won't have any sort of thrusting, or behaviour like that during this examination," the Doctor scolded her for the re-action he found undesirable and supposedly counterproductive to his study of her.

Returning to his place, he immediately pushed two fingers back into her at the same time as sucking her clitoris. His fingers thrust into her faster, as he licked and sucked the small bundle of nerves intermittently until Rose's orgasm washed through her and he withdrew all contact, changed his gloves and added more notations to paper. Rose continued to come down again, while the Doctor measured Rose's pulse and checked the monitors, all while telling her what a good patient she was being for him.

"I need to a have look inside you now, with my instrument, Rose," he told her directly. Sitting between her legs again, he held up a metal speculum. Rose eyed up the instrument suspiciously, and considered using the safe word, but decided to go with the flow and see where the Doctor was going with this. She couldn't very well deny she was enjoying herself now, could she?

She was so well lubricated from her strong orgasm that the Doctor didn't have a problem inserting the cold blunt device. He thrust it inside her several times, and wobbled it a little, as if finding the correct position for it, making her groan. He did this, while simultaneously rubbing both her breasts together with his other hand and back down her belly, across the leather strap that bound her and to her clit. "Nice responses. I have to keep checking them. Be as vocal as you like. Its important I know what feels pleasurable to you and if anything becomes painful at all. We certainly don't want to get the two of those confused now, do we, Miss Tyler? Just breathe deeply now, while I widen you up here. There's a good girl."

The Doctor pried the speculum open, a bit at a time, speaking words of encouragement. Rose kept taking as deep breaths as she could, wondering how exactly they got in this position. The Doctor stopped only when her hole was stretched to the speculum's widest limit and locked it, firmly in place.

He used his torch to inspect inside the fleshy cavern of Rose's vagina and couldn't help probing a little with a finger and then a little with his tongue, sampling her juices. "Its obvious, Rose, that you have a good level of hygiene and self-care. You're looking really good there. So nice and pink and shiny and open for me. I should really take a photo, so you can look at how pretty you are, for yourself," he commented, but unfortunately he didn't have a camera handy. Maybe another time. "You know, I could stick all sorts of things inside you right now, with you stuck like this." Distantly, she heard the buzz and hum of the sonic screwdriver and her eyes widened, but he chuckled and didn't actually put it in, or near her. "However, I am going to have to leave you open and empty for a while longer, in order to conduct further tests," he said, stepping away to busy himself with something on his tray.

Preparing the next equipment he'd need, he rattled off, "The human orgasm has a powerful effect on the body, delivering all kinds of nice chemicals to the bloodstream, namely adrenaline oxytocin and various endorphins. I want to get a measure of this from you, if you'll let me? I understand you are not fond of needles, as a patient, but this is an important medical test, for the good of your health." Rose could now see that the Doctor held up a needle, as it glinted against latex.

"Its just a little prick. I can handle it," Rose told herself, as well as the Doctor, trying a brave face this time.

"Are you sure you're not going to object?" he quirked an eyebrow at her. She shook her head.

"I'm a big girl," she explained to him.

"Excellent. I may have had to restrain you further."

He wrapped the tourniquet around tightly, exposing the vein at the crook of her other arm this time. "Breathe deeply for me now." Sliding the needle into the selected vein, he drew some more blood from her and stored the vial with his earlier sample. He applied a cotton compress to the needle site, stemming the few drops of blood there. Leaning down, he planted a kiss to the back of her hand. "Well done, Rose," he whispered. "Let's see how you're doing here." He wobbled one of the monitors attached to her nipple, checking the readout. "Very nice," he complemented her.

"I need to take your temperature now," he informed next, holding up a glass tube like before. Rose opened her mouth, to receive it. "It won't be an oral temperature today, I'm afraid, Miss Tyler."

Rose turned her head, expecting he'd use that device on her ear again, instead he felt him move between her legs again and watched wide-eyed, as he squirted some thick globular lubricant from a bottle.

"Pears!" Rose yelped, before he could do anything more than that.