Chapter 2: Compliance for the Nurse

"Jaaaack," the Doctor groaned the Captain's name, rolling his eyes exaggeratedly.

"That's nurse Jack to you. We can do this however you like. You can stand up and lean over the chair. You can just get on your side, with your leg bent up. Or, you can hold yourself on all fours, with your ass in the air. Those are the choices you get, Mister Smith. Doctor Tyler needs me to perform this test on you myself. I do realise the method of this rectal check is not normally conducted on a patient of your age, but Doctor Tyler has specifically requested it be done this way. Now, I don't doubt the doctor's methods. She is an excellent doctor and knows what's best for her specific patients, even if that sometimes means overruling that patient's doubts and even those of other medical professional's. Your body isn't of normal make-up and you of all people should know that. We need to be extra cautious, that everything is done to thorough procedure, so we don't miss anything. It has specific needs that need filling in order to be properly taken care of. Now what position is it going to be?"

"Hands and knees," the Doctor answered on a whisper.

"What was that?"

"I'll get on my hands and knees for you."

"Good boy, over you get then." The Doctor readied himself, as Jack got what got what he needed from the supply cupboard.

When Jack turned around again, he stopped and took a moment to study the Time Lord, who was braced over the exam couch. The expression on the Doctor's face read of anticipation and slight embarrassment, looking both concentrated and flushed. The gown had fallen away completely to either side of him, exposing his thin pale back, the unique and dark round mole that stood out between his jutting shoulder blades and not least of all, that lovely round bum.

It was a full moon out, probably having never seen the sun. Its shape however was so enticing, Jack found himself salivating. He wanted to do all sorts of naughty things to that excellent bottom. However, he knew it belonged to Rose. The Doctor wasn't his to claim, but he would happily accept any invitation from the time-travelling couple whenever they wanted him to join in. Jack was game for anything.

Jack could also see the Doctor's long and stiffening cock sticking out excitedly. The sight made Jack's swell out of sympathy, in the roomy red scrubs. He was going commando, as usual, so there wasn't much keeping it from springing within those airy trousers. While he could have happily left the Doctor in that delicious position for some time, Jack didn't want to keep Rose waiting any longer than was needed. Reluctantly, he got behind his 'patient,' for the next test.

The Doctor waited in his bent position, pondering whether or not he should let Jack do this to him. While he had love for Jack, it was Rose that he loved romantically. Yet, Rose had wanted Jack to do this to him and she would want him to enjoy it, so he would placate her.

The first wet touch to his asshole was enough to make him moan, as Jack applied a liberally lubed glove to his receptive flesh. He let himself relax with the sensation and be prepared for whatever kind of onslaught the sexed-up Captain had in mind. What came next however, confused him.

"Oh!" the Doctor yelled as he was anally penetrated.

"Alright, John?" Jack checked, unsure if he'd hurt the Doctor or not.

"Fine," the Doctor chuckled.

"What's funny?" Jack smirked at the Time Lord's reaction. The guy was still laughing.

"I thought you were going to check my prostate!" The Doctor had tears in his eyes now, forged from hysterics. Jack got him a tissue.

"Ha, no. Sorry if I confused you. I'm just the nurse. I only get to take your body temperature. Doctor Tyler specifically requested it to be done rectally, for you. Something about your body being unique and needing it done this way for a more accurate reading and more sufficient response from you." The Doctor nodded. It was his preferred method for testing internal body temperature, especially his own. He felt slightly on edge with Jack doing it for him though and was trying his best to be submissive to the ordeal. He had to admit to himself, at least, he was nervous of what else the Captain might decide to stick in his bottom. A thermometer wasn't the first thing he had expected.

"You'd already done other things a nurse wouldn't. I wasn't sure where you were going to draw the line."

"It isn't I that draws the line, Mister Smith. That would be Doctor Tyler," Jack clarified. The Doctor finished wiping his eyes and gave his tissue back to Jack. After all, he didn't have any pockets, naked, but for the pathetic hospital gown. Jack accepted the sodden tissue with good humour and threw it in the bin.

The immortal then handled the thin glass tube, which he had lodged inside the Doctor's rectum. Nudging it gently, he rolled the instrument around in the Doctor's hole, in order to look at the measurement properly. He knew Time Lord's body temperature should normally read as fifteen degrees, so the fact that it showed as being a few degrees off was a bit of a worry. Jack tutted and probed the device further into the Doctor's back passage, apologising that the test was taking longer than usual, but he had to be thorough in order to ensure the correct result was met.

The Doctor hissed as the medical device was worked between his buttocks by the ex time agent. It felt so equally satisfying and humiliating that he wasn't sure whether he wanted to crawl away from it in shame, or push back against it. He settled for squirming slightly. Jack must have sensed his tribulation, because the next thing he felt was the 'nurse' put a hand to his displayed ass cheeks, rubbing them soothingly, commending the Time Lord on his patience. "It'll be over shortly. You're doing so well, taking my tool in your bottom, like a champ. Doctor Tyler will be very pleased."

"Yeah," the Doctor responded and smiled at the thought of Rose being happy with him. Jack twisted the instrument inside the Doctor's anus again and tugged on it to properly inspect the Doctor's vital sign a second time. It was much lower than the figures he was used to with humans and he had to be sure of what he was dealing with. He left the tube inside the Doctor, as he made the final notations for this test on the clipboard. The Doctor remained on all fours, with the patient gown draping off his slender frame and the little probe poking out of his rear. He huffed out an impatient sounding sigh, as Jack wrote.

"I'll be with you in a moment," Jack commented, but as he looked up again, he noticed the 'patient' on the exam couch shiver slightly. That was unusual. "Are you feeling cold?" The 'nurse' queried.

"Maybe a little," the Time Lord let on, while shrugging in a sheepish fashion. "It is a bit draughty," he defended.

"Right you are." Jack enjoyed the sight of the Doctor naked and vulnerable to his kinky examination, relishing the eye candy. As he scribbled notes, the Captain was also trying to store the submissive image of the Doctor permanently. With it embedded in his mind, he could look back at the memory fondly, in times of need and recollection.

Once finished writing, Jack took up the rectal thermometer between his fingers again and put a calming hand to the small of the Doctor's back. "Very good, Mr Smith. You've done well" Jack praised the Doctor for his good behaviour of holding position and accepting the test with patience. "I'm going to pull the thermometer out of your rectum now. So, just take a nice deep breath and push out with relaxed muscles for me? Don't force it." The Doctor centered himself and aided Jack in the device's withdrawal, enjoying the sensation nearly as much as the initial penetration. "That's it. Well done. Good boy." Jack discarded the tool and changed his gloves for the next part of the exam. "There is one last examination I need to perform, before I invite Doctor Tyler in. Could you turn over onto you back and lay down, please?"

The 'patient' got into the more relaxed position of laying on the med bay couch, as Jack sat down on the rolling stool and parked himself at the Doctor's hip. He trussed the Doctor's single garment up, exposing the Time Lord's genitals. "I need to make sure you'ready for Doctor Tyler."

The Doctor startled, as Jack lifted his gown. Again, he wasn't completely certain of the ex-con artist's intentions. Whatever they were however, he knew he'd get to be 'examined' and 'treated' by Rose next and that was exciting.

He tried not to feel embarrassed, as Jack took a good long hard look at his meat and two vege. There was no denying how aroused he'd become despite the humiliation of being made 'patient'. Still, it was a little unnerving, the way that sparkly smile appeared over the immortal's chiseled jaw and that hungry look shone in his icy blue eyes, as he poured some lubricant over his gloves and rubbed them together. Then Jack was putting his hands on him and he couldn't help it. The Doctor thrusted. His hips left left the exam couch and his erection rose into the Captain's touch.

He could have died of embarrassment. If his peers from the academy could see him now, they would never let him live it down. Time Lords were supposed to have more self-control than this. It must be this body. It was just so much more human than his past selves had been. His inhibitions, it would seem, were entirely shot. "Feeling randy, are we?" Jack mused. "Don't worry. That's a normal reaction for a patient, during my examinations." The Captain flashed his trademark wink, making the Doctor groan and agree with even Mickey the Idiot's sentiment, that this guy was 'Captain Cheesecake'. His groan of second-hand embarrassment turned into one of pleasure though, as the Captain stroked his excitable shaft.

The lube on latex, on tightened skin, was breath-takingly satisfying and the Doctor melted into the couch, as his cock stood further to attention. "That's it," Jack cooed. "I'm just going to be examining your genitals and their reactions and get your penis to its fullest achievable erection. I'll also take a swab of its tip. I must stress, however, that its vitally important you don't orgasm at all. Doctor Tyler wants to see you hard and ready and only wants to collect the sperm sample when she finishes with you."

"Yes, nurse." He would save his cum for Rose. It was just a matter of keeping some self-restraint, while the Captain gave him this intimate physical exam.

Jack prodded, pinched and probed different parts of the Doctor's cock, paying particular attention to its darkened head, rolling back the foreskin, inspecting and paused only to scribble notations. "Let me know if there's any tenderness or pain that you feel, when I touch you. Everything you experience here should feel good. Its important you let me, or the doctor know if anything is too uncomfortable, so we can find out if anything untoward is going on with your plumbing or otherwise." The Doctor nodded. "Good boy." Jack palmed the Doctor's balls separately, feeling them for localised tenderness and supporting the blood flow to the Doctor's penis. He then stroked along the Doctor's dick, where it was ridged with veins, noting the change in the Doctor's breath pattern when he did so. "Any pain, Mr Smith?" the 'nurse' checked. The Doctor shook his head. "Does what I'm doing feel okay?"

"Fine," the Doctor gulped in a nervous manner, while his cock told a separate story, swelling and twitching with undisguised excitement.

"I can tell you're enjoying it. What a big boy you are." Jack indicated to the length in his gloved hand, which he pumped on. With the other hand he took a cue-tip and smeared it over the phallus' head and through its slit. "Doctor Tyler will be very impressed by the size of your erect penis."

"Yeah." The Doctor had a cocky expression on his face, that turned a little doe-eyed, as he thought of his pink and yellow companion playing doctor with him. He bucked involuntary, again.

"Whoa, okay Mister Smith. Steady on. We don't need you climaxing early. I need to do one last thing and its going to keep you erect and prevent you from ejaculating until Doctor Tyler wants you to for her." Jack wheeled himself to fetch some more items, at the same time as depositing the cotton swab in a sample pot and put it on a testing cycle.

Jack revealed to the Doctor, that he had a large syringe, with a cone shaped needle. "First I need to give your penis a wee injection." The immortal gripped the Doctor''s dick and slid the pointed end of the cone between the Doctor's slit. "You're going to feel a bit of coldness now," he warned and pushed down on the plunger. The Doctor shuddered, as he felt gel squirt down into him. "There, that wasn't so bad. Well done."

The ex-time agent then held up a long thin steel rod, almost a centimeter thick. "Have you ever received a sounding before, John?" the Captain asked, as he used an alcohol wipe diligently on the item and then covered the sterilised metal in more medical-grade lubricant.

"No." The Doctor shook his head. "What is that?" Eyeing up the thing in the Captain's hand, he wondered if Jack was going to put that in his bottom too. That seemed rather counterproductive if climax prevention was the goal here. Jack didn't go near his ass though, instead gripping one hand around the Doctor's stiff member, while the other held the slick steel instrument to the slit at its head. The Doctor quickly put two and two together.

"I need you to hold nice and still now, while I pass this tool down through your urethra." The Doctor's eyes widened in alarm and he squirmed, rolling out of Jack's grip and hissing at the friction that drove through his shaft. He rolled into the exam couch, so his hard on was pressed into the padded couch and away from Jack. "Hmm, Doctor Tyler was concerned you might have such a reaction, if is to be your first time. Don't worry, it will fit inside the natural tubing of your penis. I'm not going to force it in, but let your body take it nice and slowly, so as not to cause you any damage. Come on, turn over and be still. Doctor Tyler needs this to be done."

Hesitantly the Doctor rolled back over, in an attempt to obey Jack's instruction. Jack reached for the Time Lord's penis and went to place the sound again. Before the procedure could be carried out, the Doctor moved away again. "Alright, Mr Smith. We're prepared for such an eventuality." From a nearby cabinet, Jack took out a set of padded leather restraints. Seeing the Time Lord squirm on the exam couch again, Jack sat back on his stool. Laying the unused restraints in his lap, Jack spoke softly, "You want to be examined by, Doctor Tyler, don't you?"

"I do," the Doctor whined.

"Then, I need you to be still and compliant to receive the sound. Are you going to be able to do that?" The Doctor shook his head. "I didn't think so. Do you think it would be a good idea, if I assisted you to keep still and strapped you down?" Hesitantly, the Doctor nodded. "Good boy. You're aware of what measures need to be taken, to aid your compliance as a patient."

Jack got up again and applied restraints to the Doctor's ankles, fastening his feet to the couch. "No kicking."

Next he applied another binding over the Doctor's thighs. "Don't bring your knees up."

The Captain turned his attention to the Doctor's hips strapping his them down. "No thrusting."

He applied cuffs to each of the Doctor's wrists and fastening those to the couch also "Hands still."

He passed a strap over the Doctor's chest and arms, but below the nipple line. "No rolling. No writhing."

Lastly, he braced the Doctor's head to the exam couch. "Head immobile."

Jack made sure the chair was adjusted so the head was sufficiently raised. "Keep those eyes open. You need to watch the procedure. Its not so bad really."

The Doctor clenched his fists and attempted to thrash, in order to test for wiggle room. The only part of him that was able to sufficiently move was his neck. He winced as it jolted forcefully with the motion. "Ooh. We don't want you end up with whiplash from another convulsion like that. I had better pop a neck brace on you."

Jack found the stiff collar he needed in the medical store and watched as the Doctor's Adam's apple bob in trepidation, before clipping the restrictive device around his slender throat, from his shoulders to his chin. "That's much better, isn't it?" The Doctor couldn't even move his head to answer. His Adam's apple moved again in nervous a gulp. Jack could view the manly bulge in the Doctor's throat, via the gap left in the front, for the event of an emergency tracheotomy.

He was completely bound. It wasn't an unusual position for him to be in. His enemies often took satisfaction in capturing him, then binding or chaining him up—sometimes even drugging him, to keep him immobile. In the past he had been experimented on and this was reminiscent of that. It was always a mess that he skillfully got out of though, or, he should add, his companions rescued him from. On this occasion though, he'd willingly submitted himself to it. He felt the comfort of being restrained in the safety of the TARDIS and her med bay, with only his loving companions aboard. A safe-word was in place, if the play became too much.

He wanted to show Rose he'd been good for Jack and abode to the medical procedure. But the thought of having a metal rod slid down the center of his penis was a bit too much to deal with. He understood the need for it though, if he was going to sit through a whole other exam, by Rose Tyler no less, without cumming until the end. He subjected to the bondage in order to stop his 'squirmy-wormy' tendencies and accept the onslaught to come.

Jack took up position again at his 'patient's' hip and held his lengthy penis. "Good boy. You're so much calmer now you're tightly restrained, aren't you? Maybe you need to be tied up more often. It certainly makes my job a lot easier." Picking up the thin cylinder again from where he'd left it on the treatment trolley, the immortal teased the Time Lord's slit with the cold lubed metal tube, and watched how he gritted his teeth, before easing it down into the opening.

The Doctor gasped as his penis was penetrated for the first time. His lids shut tightly, blocking out the view of what was being done to him. He groaned as the procedure burned, stretching and widening his narrow structure. The only other movement the Doctor could make against the action, was the twitch of his cock and he didn't have a choice over that, as his body responded automatically. It felt backward and unreal, but he was enjoying it. "No, what did I tell you? Come now, don't close your eyes. Watch what I'm doing to you. Doctor Tyler wants you to see how its done. You may need to know for the future."

Wanting to adhere to Rose's wishes for him, the Doctor pried his eyes back open. It may have been mildly fascinating to watch if it hadn't been his own manhood that the long cold stick was disappearing into. Jack wasn't rough about it though, easing the device in slowly and letting its own weight and gravity pull it down. The nerve-endings of his hard appendage were screaming out with both pleasure and pain that had his boggle eyes watering. It was confusing and thrilling and like nothing the Time Lord had felt before. It whited out his senses so much, that even Jack's 'wrongness' and his own desperate groaning faded somewhere into the background of it all. "You're doing so well," Jack's encouragingly voice filtered through, coupled with the sensation of him guiding his hard rod, deeper into the Doctor.

Even as the tool drove further through the middle of the Doctor's cock, he hardened and swelled around it. The Time Lord was in a full erection that twitched with the medieval insertion. "There now. Your urethra is completely blocked and just look at how big you are." Jack eyed his handiwork. The rod had a ring on the end and Jack put that over and to rest beneath the sensitive head. It would keep the toy in place and provide an added pressure there. "Let me just get that measuring tape." The Captain left the Doctor's side and fetched that, coming back to record the length of the Doctor's hard sizable dick. "11 inches, my my! What a big boy." The Doctor smiled at the appraisal of his member, feeling pleased with his body and its responses. Rose was going to be pleased too. He had done well.

Jack wrote the size down on the clipboard and took the time to scribble many more notes. He also took note of the sample results. The Doctor was growing impatient. He had subjected to Jack's exam in completion. Now he wanted the promised reward of being seen and attended to by his lover.

"Nurse Harkness, can I please be seen by Doctor Tyler now?" The bound, needy and penetrated Doctor begged.

"Hmm, there's one final thing the doctor recommended I do for you." He knew he'd already told the Doctor 'one more to go' a few times now and done more to him anyway. It was bound to frustrate the Galifreyan further, putting him on edge.

Jack rolled over a trolley, with a small machine on top and started it up. A whirring noise buzzed from it, sounding like some sort of small motor. There were cords going out with various attachments and Jack selected one with a clip on the end. "This is a special treat to keep you occupied, while I am getting Doctor Tyler for you," Jack informed. Gripping the Doctor's boner, he connected the device up to the end of the sound.

Vibrations buzzed through the steel rod embedded into the core of the Doctor's shaft. His dick was the epicenter, but the tremors moved right throughout his scrotum and into his abdomen. Jack studied the Time Lord's features for a moment. The Doctor's eyes had rolled back, as he groaned long and loud and the sensation overtook all else. The groan quickly turned into a pathetic whimpering.

It was clear the Doctor was on the very edge of complete pleasure, but his body couldn't carry through to climax by ejaculating. "Yes, I think this is an acceptable state for the doctor to see you in. I'll go find her for you. You just sit tight now." Jack first changed the machine to a pulse setting, so it would only vibrate at random intervals, before getting up to exit. The Doctor could get some sense for composure back, while remaining on edge.

The Doctor blinked from his haze enough to watch the red-scrubbed immortal disappear behind the hexagonal sliding door, back into the corridor. Taking some deep breaths, he attempted to center himself—a difficult feat, when in any amount of moments his entire center buzzed him back into oblivion. He hoped it wouldn't take too long for Rose to arrive and that when she did, she liked what she saw.