Chapter 5: Further Examination and Treatment Plans
"Well, Mister John Smith, looks like I'm going to check that prostate of yours after all! What are the chances?" The Captain laughed and rubbed his slick glove between the Time Lord's cheeks. "You're more clamped up for me than you were for Doctor Tyler, I see? Just relax. You're safe with me. I'm not going to hurt you." His muscles had become tight with tension.
"John?" Rose spoke to the Doctor, warmly. "Do as the nurse says? Relax your sphincter and let him in. He's just going to make sure you're alright, that's all."
"Okay," the Doctor accepted Rose's wishes for him, loosening his opening. Jack seized the opportunity and slipped a thick rubber clad finger into the Doctor's ass hole, while he was being receptive.
"Thatta boy," encouraged Jack, pushing forward. "Lets see what all this fuss about your prostate is then."
Jack easily found the gland and examined it gently with his touch. The way in which he ran his finger's pad around it in circles had the Doctor moaning. When he probed it a bit more diligently, the Time Lord's response was to holler.
"You're alright, John," Rose soothed, squeezing the Doctor's hand gently. She worried that he'd experienced discomfort.
"Oh yes! Oh, that feels goo-ood," the 'patient' let on. Jack's careful attentions were causing the submissive behaving Time Lord to blush red with embarrassment, meeting the aroused flush already present. Thus, darkening the Time Lord's usually pale skin to a shade not too dissimilar from beetroot. Rose enjoyed watching her lover submitting himself to the erotic touch of another man and her trusted friend. She rubbed the Doctor's hand and his shoulder, affirming him that it was okay to be satisfied with this situation.
"I have a magic touch," Jack praised his own skill, as he circled and padded over the Time Lord's prostate again, checking and applying pressure to the sensitive bit of anatomy. The action brought a pathetic sounding whimper cascading from the Time Lord's lips. "Yeah, that's definitely swollen," the Captain confirmed the state of the Doctor's prostate, as he rubbed into it with a significant force, while remaining delicate and taking visual note of the Time Lord's responses to his ministrations. "The good news is that the prostate is not infected, or anything of similar concern. What we have here is simply a result of being in a state of heightened arousal for an extended period. The swelling will ease off and come back to normal, when full ejaculation is reached."
"Thank god," the Doctor verbalised his feelings of relief. Both 'Nurse Harkness' and 'Doctor Tyler' exchanged a smile at this.
"I suggest the implementation of certain procedures however, to test the gland's sensitivity would be wise, while he remains in such aroused condition. I expect the stimulation to reach quite intense levels and may well lead to a dry orgasm. But I'll leave that job to Mister Smith's doctor." Jack withdrew his finger and gave the Doctor's rounded behind a gentle pat with his rubber gloved palm. "Good boy," he stated to affirm how well the 'patient' had behaved, during the check. He then got up and let Rose take her position between her lover's raised and separated, stirrup-bound, legs once more.
Rose sat down and rolled up to the Time Lord's bum.
"Thank you, John, for being such a a well behaved and responsive patient for the nurse. Now, just relax. I am going to have another feel inside your bottom for myself now." She pushed into his anus and he accepted her slim finger hungrily and moaned contentedly. Poking his swollen needy gland, she was affirming what Jack had diagnosed, while causing gasps to escape her vulnerable Time Lord. She added yet another finger and drove them into him in short thrusts. "It helps us a great deal, as your medics, when you vocalise. It gives us an indication of the sensations you're experiencing and how to continue with our examinations of you."
"Guh, Ohh! Ah, Ah! Oh, yes! Doctor Tyler! Oh, Fuck! Ah yeah, fuck me!" he exclaimed, as Rose rubbed into the sensitive spot, sending blissful waves through his guts.
It always took Rose aback slightly when the Doctor swore. He was always a man who chose his words very carefully and found wonder in the carefully articulation of diverse and descriptive vocabulary. Except, she had found, when it came to activities of a sexual nature. It was times like these, all his higher brain function went to Clom and his raw base feelings were set free. The four letter expletives that spilt from him made him seem as human as anyone else she had been with. Underneath all his emotional armour and clever talk, he was just a man, with base desires. She was bringing that out in him and assisting him in meeting those primal needs. Nothing, Rose thought, could make her more wet.
She slipped out of him slightly, to add a third finger.
"That's it," Rose encouraged. "Take it. Good boy." She forced three rubberized fingers in an out of his receptive ass, at a punishing pace.
"Yeah! Oh, yes! Like that! Fuck! Ooohhhh! Oh, shit, doctor! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Fuck! Yes!" The Doctor was elated to receive the friction of three fingers, belonging to his pink and yellow companion. They moved inside him deliciously, but he needed and more and wanted to bear down on her, but he was trussed up like a Christmas turkey and couldn't move an inch
"Nurse? Give him a pulse, or two." Rose requested. The Captain obediently turned the machine on, sending vibrations through to where the equipment remained anchored directly through and around the Doctor's stiff member.
The combination of being both buzzed into his urethra and digitally probed made the Doctor cry out in no ecstasy he'd ever felt, up until now. Rose could feel the tremors echo to her fingers pushed against his anal wall and prostate, then ebb away as the pulse finished and the Doctor calmed slightly. She pulled out before the next one hit and put her stethoscope on, taking the time to warm the chest piece on her breath, before placing it on his cock.
Just when the Doctor was beginning to collect himself, the vibration started again. "Ah yes, I can hear that instrumentation buzzing away in there," Rose annotated in a dreamy voice, as she listened to the ambient vibration inside his cock. She moved it down to his scrotum. "I can hear it there too, but not quite as loud. Is it less intense when I'm not stimulating your prostate as well?"
"Yeah, but its still soooo good," the Doctor described.
"I'm happy to hear," Rose told him. She wanted to move onto the next phase of examination though. "Nurse, turn the machine off now and hand me the speculum? Time to open up our patient's rectal passage and have a good look inside." The Doctor's face lit up at Rose's words.
'Doctor Tyler' took the metal device from the helpful hand of her 'nurse' and inspected it for herself. Jack had made sure it was properly sterilised. She always thought these things looked a bit like a duck's bill. It wasn't going to do any quacking though, only penetrating and stretching open the submissive Time Lord's ass. "Now, be honest, do you need an injection in your bottom, to relax your muscles for this?" Rose checked.
"No, Doctor Tyler." While an injection wasn't unwelcome, he wanted to maintain full control over those muscles during their activities. "I'll be fine. Thank you."
"Good boy. What a willing patient you are."
The device wasn't as big as the one the Doctor had used in her vagina, she noticed, as she squirted and rubbed lubricant over it, making it slippery, preparing it for its purpose. "Are you ready for this?" she checked with the Doctor.
"Yes. Please, by all means, ram it in and open me." How was Rose to refuse such a request?
"In it goes then." Rose pushed the instrument against his anus until it breached him and got him to take a deep breath, as she penetrated it as far as would go. "Does that feel alright inside?"
"Yeah. Oh, that's satisfying," replied the flushed Time Lord, enjoying being filled and stretched by the steel, surgical-feeling toy.
"Good boy. I'm going to widen your anus with this now. It may feel strange and maybe a little sore, as I'll need to stretch you quite far and get a good look inside for a thorough and in-depth examination," she warned. "It shouldn't be an overly painful experience though, so be vocal with me and let us know if its too much. You still have the option of an ejection to keep you relaxed. Is that understood?"
"Yeah. Do it. Expose me." The Doctor was so horny. He wished he had the movement to rub his cock.
"Take a deep breath for me?" Rose waited until he inhaled and then pried him open slightly.
"Ahh," he responded, breathily, to the friction of having his rectum expanded.
"Alright?" Rose stopped.
"Yeah," he answered. "Open me some more?"
"Certainly, Mister Smith." Rose worked the steel blades further apart, widening his passage.
"Oooh, Ohhh. Yes!"
"Good boy, you're doing so well. What a submitting patient you are. Just a bit further now." She was finding the act of forcing the Doctor's sphincter muscle apart with the metal tool incredibly erotic. "You have such an enticing bottom. Its practically begging to be probed and stretched and opened."
"Yeah," the Doctor agreed. He was rather fond of his behind and liked to wear tight trousers to maximise the amount it was showed off to Rose. Especially when he bent over the TARDIS console, or the like. "Hnnng! Ah!" the Doctor cried as Rose stretched his anus to what was becoming his limit.
She locked the device in place. That was as far as she was willing to take him.
"Well done, John. That was such a fantastic effort. You took that like a champ. We've got much more of a back door to work with now. Nurse, could you pass me my pen light, please?" Jack handed Rose her torch. "Now he's open, we need to shed some light in that wide black hole of an anus." She chuckled and shone it inside the Doctor's parted cavity.
Never in her wildest dreams would she have expected to be probing and examining a man like this, let alone an alien. "You're so open, aren't you?" Rose marveled. "So accommodating. So submitting. I can see right inside and through you, very clearly, John. Right through your rectum and lower bowel. You're positively gaping for me," she announced for his benefit.
He just groaned at her words and the sensation of the toy that had expanded him inside, dilating him to the outside world, of the med bay. It felt foreign in his ass and he liked that. The airy feeling of being open was thrilling. And he liked Rose talking to him with condescending praise, as she examined him so intimately. "Thank you so very much for your compliance to this necessary test. You're being such a good patient for me. Its vitally important that I make sure your rectum is healthy. You're giving me a good unimpaired view inside of you."
"What can you see?" he wondered. He never imagined Rose Tyler would be so preoccupied with his ass hole. He found himself feeling not only turned on by the notion, but quite proud and only wanted to encourage her with this type of play. It didn't seem she was about to disappoint.
"You're sphincter is looking good. There's no sign of hemorrhoids or bleeding. You've got a good pink colour and healthy looking blood vessels. The shape of your bowels is visible." She poked her rubbery fingers inside and stroked his anal walls, that had been stretched by the intrusion. "Nurse." Rose beckoned to Jack with the hand not inside the Doctor's stretched rectum. "Why don't you take a look here? Familarise yourself with our patient's rectal health," she suggested to Jack, and withdrew her fingers.
She held the penlight, while Jack came and bent over, peering past Rose's lap, into the Doctor's bottom. "Doesn't that look like it would be very tantilising for our patient to experience penetration there?"
"Oh, indeed. Its looks as though his body would benefit from it too. That is an ass just made to be entered." Jack answered, as he enjoyed the gaping view, so pink and deep and wide. "What a healthy looking bottom, you have there. You should be proud. And we need to make sure its properly maintained and cared for, to keep it looking so nice." He experimentally probed a finger in to touch the Doctor's velvety lubricated walls.
"Yeah." The Doctor gasped at the Captain's touch. "I love to be penetrated," he hinted, strongly.
"I bet you do. Does that feel good?" Jack asked, seductively, as he rub his fingers inside of the Doctor.
"Sooo good," the Gallifreyan murmured.
"You also like to have enemas, don't you?" Rose broached, as Jack continued to feel and peer inside the Time Lord's deeply exposed rump.
"Yeah." The Doctor blushed crimson at the mention of a procedure he had often performed on himself since he had left Gallifrey.
"I can see that you're very clean," she stated. "I'm sure you know the importance of not to having enemas too frequently. It can unbalance the natural bacteria in our bodies. There is the risk of erosion to the bowel's natural lining and that leaves you vulnerable to infection. I am going to need to perform a smear test, just to double check all is well inside you here."
"Okay," the Doctor accepted. The immortal ceased his inspection of the Doctor and went to retrieve the swab kit, handing it to Rose. She used the cue tip inside the Doctor's anal cavity, gently rolling its cotton head over the sensitive internal flesh. She went slow, taking her time, teasing whimpering sounds from her lover. "When was your last enema?" It took the Doctor a moment to recall, as his concentration was thoroughly skewed, by the sensation of being filled, widened, prodded and now swabbed inside.
"Several months ago."
"And was it medically necessary at the time?"
"Not exactly."
"Were you experiencing deep pain? You should tell us if you were. There's no need to be embarrassed. As your medics, its important we know the intimacies of your body, so we can provide you with sufficient care. You weren't feeling unwell or impacted at all?"
"Not in the traditional sense." She could sense his hesitation.
"Did you feel unclean?" she probed. Her tone was gentle, but firm.
"I suppose, in a way."
"You can be honest me with John. Trust me, I'm a Doctor."
"Can I?" he checked.
"Of course." Rose looked from his gaping backside, to his deep brown eyes. He looked somewhat haunted. It seemed the Doctor's rectum wasn't his only aspect receiving exposure.
"I've done some things in my life that I'm not, well, I'm not very proud of. I thought if I cleaned myself out physically, it might help to purge some of the unclean feelings."
"I see. Did it help?"
"Somewhat."
Rose finished taking the swab and withdrew the sample stick, placing it in the container and capping it off. She handed it over to Jack with the instruction to test it.
"I realise that medical procedures have a deep effect on you, John. It allows you to expose your vulnerabilities in an environment that feels safe, even though it can be embarassing. The further these walls get broken down, the more accepting you become. Its important you're accepting, or your wellbeing will be effected, becoming stressed. Its our goal to make sure you're as relaxed as possible. The restraints and being told how to behave are clearly assisting you. You're a good boy, Mister Smith. For letting us take care of you.
While the nurse gets those test results, I want to watch how your anal wall reacts to urethral vibration. Gotta check all your reactions are of a healthy standard. Just go with it, like a good patient. You're doing so well." Rose turned the machine on and the Doctor panted and yelled, as his cock got the familiar treatment and his anus spasmed around the dilating metal blades.
'Doctor Tyler' watched the process in removed fascination. "How does that feel John? Having the inside of your penis stimulated, with your bottom spread wide open for me to look at?"
"Humiliating."
"Hm, yes I can imagine. Its clear you find such a situation arousing. Isn't that right? You like being humiliated? Being on display, as you submit to my treatments turns you on, doesn't it?" The Doctor just gasped, the stimulation having snatched any words from him. "You need this. To be made into a good submitting patient, so we can take care of you and make sure your body receives everything it so desperately requires," she told him. "There's no need to be embarrassed." The Doctor made a grunting noise. "I beg your pardon? Use your words John. Communication is the key to a healthy medic/patient relationship."
"Yes," the Doctor choked out. It wasn't as if he could nod with a neck brace on anyway. "I need it."
"Good boy." Rose switched the machine off and let the Doctor catch his breath.
A moment later, Jack came back from the bio sample analysis machine and handed Rose a chart. She looked over the information with interest, before addressing the Doctor again. "It would be safe to give you a bit of a rinse out today, if you would like that?"
"Yes, please," the Doctor spoke eagerly.
"Nurse could you please prepare a warmed solution in a medium enema syringe?"
"Yes, doctor," Jack replied and went to the bench to sort it out for his friends. In the mean time, Rose busied herself by checking the monitors, making sure none of the electrodes had slipped and that his vitals were all within the expected range. She even printed off some of his history from both the telemetry and brain activity, studying the spikes on the page with great interest.
The Doctor was growing increasingly frustrated, having to wait, while nobody was stimulating him directly. He wanted to rub his aching cock so bad. If only they'd let him have a hand free at least? He tugged on his restraints restlessly. Rose noticed and simply stroked a hand down his bare arm.
"Patience, Mr Smith. You're doing so well," Rose spoke in what might have been a soothing voice, if it weren't driving him ever more randy.
"The enema is ready, doctor," Jack informed, getting his friends' attention. He stood holding up a comically large syringe, filled with fluid.
"You hear that Mr Smith?" Rose beamed at her 'patient' enthusiastically. "Your insides are going to get wash out. Its going to help you feel so much better."
"Are you going to take the speculum out?" the Doctor pouted.
"Yes, but not just yet. One more test yet, I think. Nurse, could you hand me that probe there?" Jack handed her a long cylindrical wand, with a bulbous end. It was coloured white, to make it seem more medical, but really it was just a sex toy. It was one of the attachments that could be linked up to the motored machine.
Rose put the device between the Doctor's outstretched legs, but not inside him, yet. She let it clunk against the speculum handle. Making sure the end of the probe was linked up to the motor, she activated its vibration setting. The buzzing traveled through the speculum's metal. The Doctor groaned as his dilated ring trembled. "Just testing my equipment here," Rose explained, holding it a moment more, before turning it off again. "It seems to be in working order."
Rose thread the toy through the speculum holding the Doctor's rectum agape and pressed with it, directly against his pleasure spot, issuing a gasp from the 'patient.' "Just relax while I test your prostate's sensitivity now." Rose turned it on again.
The Doctor hollered with the sudden and direct vibration and may have well convulsed if it weren't for the restraints. The pleasure was overwhelming. He wanted her to thrust the object, deep inside him. Rose rocked the vibrator into his prostate rhythmically. "How's our patient doing, nurse?" Rose asked of Jack.
"He's responding well to the deep prostate stimulation," Jack countered.
"Fuck! Oh! Fuck me!" The Doctor was a sweaty, jellified, screaming mess. Rose wobbled with the shaking toy, inside the metal speculum, inside the Doctor's ass and pressed it into his fluid-filled gland.
"Both his heart rates are climbing," the Captain annotated, as he took in the readouts from the monitors.
"Turn the volume back on," Rose ordered. She knew the Doctor was close and didn't want to let the moment pass her by. "I want to hear this."
Strapped to the exam couch of the TARDIS med bay, the Doctor was crying out with the intensity of his companion's ministrations, as his bum was played with, to a near unbearable extent. In all his nine hundred plus years, he didn't think he had ever felt so pleasured and free of inhibition as he did with his two beloved companions right now. But it was Rose's name that he yelled, as his senses whited out. The speculum shifted slightly with the contraction of his muscles as it fought to clamp down, but was prevented from doing so.
"Whoa, plummet in blood pressure," Jack announced, over the sound of the heart monitor alarming. "He's done it." Rose turned the vibration off and let the Doctor come back to them, before doing anything else.
"Well done John. I'm sure you're aware you've just had what is known as a dry orgasm—sexual climax without external ejaculation. Just take some time to recover. No doubt that was a taxing experience for your body. Have you experienced that before?"
"Not in this body," the Time Lord slurred in a post but mid-coital haze.
"How many bodies have you got, John Smith?" Rose chuckled at the Doctor's slip from their role-play in his blissed out state. He just grinned widely back at her, all doe-eyed. "Enjoy that dry virginal feeling while it lasts. I want to try get the same response from you again in just a moment."
She let enough time pass for the Doctor to grow frustrated again, before working his prostate once more. Thrusting the deeply massaging toy into him with an all too enticing rythym. She brought him to his edge, before getting Jack to deliver a vibrational shock through the sound embedded in the Doctor's cock. At the same time she pushed the probe hard into his prostate, holding it there unrelentingly, as the Doctor's second prostatic orgasm washed through his body. It sent his mind swimming in delight, while his body spasmed within the hold of the restraints. All that came from his mouth this time was a thick gurgle to the back of his throat—as if the pleasures were enough to choke him.
"John? Are you alright?"Rose verbally probed, but didn't get an answer. She looked to Jack, worried.
"His blood pressure went lower with that one and isn't coming up as steadily." Jack told her.
Rose nodded. She knew the climax would've been powerful. She didn't like how her 'patient' was currently behaving though. Removing the toy, via the speculum, she put it aside, before getting up to stand over the Doctor. His eyes were heavy lidded and mostly closed. She rubbed his shoulder. "John?"
"Guh," he managed, though it still sounded gurgled. His heavy eyelids flickered slightly.
"Can you open your mouth for me?" There was the sound of latex snapping, as Rose changed her glove. Because he was behaving sluggishly, Rose assisted him in parting is jaw. She pushed a finger into his mouth and to his throat, swiping it to clear any obstruction. He gagged and coughed slightly and some spittle came up. Jack handed her a wipe and she cleaned it from his chin with tenderness.
"That was a tough one, wasn't it?"
"Mm," the Doctor replied. Rose was pleased to see him swallow now, thickly. "Yeah." An exhausted smile broke out on his boyish face.
"You'll get your energy back. Just take your time." She rubbed circles over his shoulder, glad that he was becoming more responsive. When he was recovered more from the second strong bodily process, she decided it was time to move on. Sitting between his legs, she prepared to remove the speculum. He behaved as if he was going to miss having it inside him, spreading his hole so wide open, making it increasingly receptive to sweet penetration.
"Must you take it out?"
"Sorry, John. I know it helps you be open and filled, but I can't allow it to stay in. However, I want you in for regular rectal exams, so I'll be using it lots on you. Don't you worry." Rose unlocked the instrument spreading his anus and clicked it closed again, carefully. She didn't want to snag any flesh with it. She then rocked the hollowed metal toy in him slightly, making him groan. "Good lad. Push for me now," she requested, getting him to aid its removal with the strength of his muscles. "And out it comes," she commentated, as it was withdrawn. His butt was quick to shut again, she noticed. "How did that feel coming out?"
"Satisfying."
"Good, I'm glad. And how is your bottom feeling now?"
"Empty," he pouted.
"You're much more content, when your sphincter has got something to pucker around, aren't you?"
"Yes, Doctor Tyler."
"I'm going to insert some tubing now, so that will pacify you for the moment." Jack passed her the equipment. "This enema will give you a light cleanse to tide you over."
She opened him with her thumb and stuck the tube in. Jack had already lubricated it well for them. she then depressed the plunger slowly. The Doctor groaned as the fluid disappeared into his welcoming anal cavity and flowed into the bowel. "Take the solution. That's it. You need this treatment. Its going to make you feel much better—nice and cleansed."
"Yes, doctor" the Time Lord sighed heavily as he was filled by the watery substance.
"How's the temperature? No too hot? No too cold?" Rose wanted her 'patient' to be comfortable.
"Its just right," he confirmed.
"Didn't the nurse do a good job of gauging it well to your naturally reduced body temperature? You're such a special unique patient. Aren't you lucky to be getting such great specialised care? Why don't you thank your nurse for the warmth washing through your bottom?"
"Thank you, Nurse Harkness, for this comfortable enema."
"You're most welcome, Mister Smith," Jack took his opportunity to speak. "You are being so compliant. I wouldn't want to punish you with cold water and cause nasty cramps, or burn and scold your insides with a solution too hot. You are very safe with us. We want you to feel at ease and accepting of our care."
"And that's empty, now." Rose finished introducing the solution through the Time Lord's back passage. "You've taken it all. Well done. What a good boy you are. The nurse is just giving me a receptacle. I'm going to put it under your bottom. You're probably very used to what to do, with that fluid. I don't need to tell you do I?"
"I'd like to hear you say it?" The Doctor enjoyed hearing her speak with medical authority.
"Okay, Mister Smith." She would placate him. "Hold that fluid inside you. Its going to cleanse all the bad away. Its going to help you to feel better. You are a good boy. And good boys need to be cleaned and taken care of. I know it feels like you have to expel it, but hold it inside and let it do its job. Only when I tell you to, can you release your bowels into the receptacle, for the nurse to take away and dispose of. I'm going to remove the tubing. You just hold on."
Rose eased the plastic pipe from her lover's butt-hole, reminding him he needed to keep his muscles clenched tight and not release until she instructed him to do so. She rubbed his bloated belly, to aid in the fluid's dispersal and cooing to him. "That's it. Just relax with it. Let flush through you. Its what you need. You're doing so well."
Then she had a listen to it with her stethoscope, enjoying the gurgling sounds. She listened to his hearts again and their increased rates, comforting by their steady quadruple rhythm.
"I need to go," he insisted, after a few moments. He was enjoying Rose's treatment of him, but he was nearing his tolerance levels.
"Patience, John. Let it do its work." Rose could see he was in distress, but Jack had given her another item out of the assortment of medical and sexual equipment, that would help him. "I've got a wee plug here for you." She smeared lube over the rounded rubber toy. It too had been designed to look medical, despite its purposes. It was rubbery and sterile looking and had a flared base. Being on the smaller side, it would suffice nicely for the job at hand. "I'm just going to pop it into your anus. I need you to take it for me. It will help you to hold the fluid and relax." Rose breached him and plugged him up with the device. The Doctor accepted the stopper willingly, without dispelling it at all. He let out a sigh. It did seem to calm him.
Rose couldn't resist tapping on the flat base that now covered his asshole. She patted her whole hand over it and smacked it, playing like she was making sure that it was indeed in as far as it would go. The action jolted his insides and sent ripples through his firm buttocks and the water inside him, making him moan in whole new octaves. The sight and sound delighted her and a wide smile appeared on her red lips. Jack enjoyed watching Rose enjoy this kind of domination, as the Doctor submitted. He did so like to watch. The TARDIS team were a mass of horniness and if anyone were to watch the three, they too would agree.
"May I?" Jack gestured bravely, wanting a go.
"Be my guest," Rose paved the way for the Captain, as he too planted a smack to the Time Lord's pacified butt. It was a very satisfying action to perform.
"Yep, that's in deep as its gonna get," he concluded.
It was a while before he began to beg again. She made him wait a minute more though, rubbing his thighs to help soothe any anxieties he had. "Okay, John. We've given the solution a nice long chance to work inside you. Its time to expel it now." Rose lifted the plug.
"Finally," the Doctor exclaimed his relief, as he let the fluid flow out into the receptacle.
"Lovely. Empty yourself completely," Rose Tyler instructed, as the water fountain from between his cheeks and into the bowl. "Does it feel strange having an enema with a sounded erection?"
"It does," he confessed.
"I bet you're experiencing all kind of pressure."
Rose knew this part was likely most humiliating for the Doctor, while also being a purgative act. He was very red in the face. She wanted to put him at ease. "Good boy. What a good patient you are. Let it out. This will do you a world of good."
When the last of the fluid spurted from him, Rose used a wet wipe around the Doctor's anus, to take care of any lasting dribbles and Jack took the receptacle away to dispose of the contents. He didn't complain with being left with the dirty work. He was yet to reap his own rewards from this play and wouldn't jeopardise the chance for that.
Jack came back with a moist towel, which he used on the Doctor's forehead. The Doctor groaned at the cool feeling, as the immortal wiped away the sweat, that was dripping down into his eyes.
"Thanks, Nurse Harkness."
"Its what I'm here for, love," Jack assured.
"You handled that treatment so well," Rose spoke her adoration of the Doctor's efforts. "How is my best patient feeling? Better now you've had that cleanse, I'll bet."
"Yeah, but I've never had to spill a load so badly in all my life."
"I will let you have your ejaculative orgasm soon, but first I have to discuss your final treatment with the nurse. We've certainly accumulated enough test results by now. And you've done so well, submitting to such a barrage of tests." Rose chuckled, "I'd say 'give yourself a pat on the back,' but under the circumstances, that's a bit impossible for you, isn't it?"
"Will you untie me now?" the Doctor wondered. Rose shook her head.
"I don't want to unrestrain you prematurely. We'll wait to see how you react to the treatment first."
"Okay," the Doctor resigned himself to the condition.
"Good boy. Is there anything you need, before I have my discussion with the nurse?"
"Could I have a drink of water?" the Doctor asked, not sure how the request would be received, but knowing he should be honest about how he was feeling, even if that was just thirsty.
"Of course you can," 'Doctor Tyler' responded and stroked a hand through his fantastic hair affectionately. "The Nurse will just get that for you."
Jack filled a beaker and held it to the Doctor, with a straw poking out. He guided it to the Doctor's lips.
"Suck on this," Jack teased. The Doctor eyed Jack, but didn't comment, just wrapped his mouth around the plastic tube. He was feeling parched and drained it. "I'll be collecting that from you later," the Captain winked, having not yet received the urine sample.
'Nurse' Harkness and 'Doctor' Rose Tyler then left him on his own, as they deliberated on how exactly to proceed with their 'patient.'
The Doctor was feeling a bit sorry for himself, all strapped up by padded leather restraints, attached to monitors, with a metal rod practically piercing the inside of his dick and being made to wait with nothing else to occupy him, other than thought of what kind of 'medical treatment' Jack and Rose might have in store for him next. Everything so far had just about surpassed even is wildest, fetish-induced, fantasies.
His friends had been very in-depth and often at times almost overly clinical and practiced about at all. He felt very much in almost a totally medical environment, if it weren't for the fact he was being simultaneously sexually pleasured by his companions. After an extended period of waiting, the Doctor finally saw both his uniformed friends return into the his ship's med bay.
"We've gone over your test results in depth and have come up with a treatment plan," Rose informed, regarding the chart in her hand. "As you surely know, your body is heavily reliant on a specific type of energy to maintain a healthy metabolic balance. From your blood analysis, we've noted these levels are poor."
"You have?" The Doctor was taken aback that thy'd even being paying attention to the amount of regeneration energy from the blood samples they'd taken. As far as he was concerned, it had only been part of the role play, that his bloods had been taken by Jack at all. They must have been conversing with the TARDIS voice interface to even come to such a conclusion. And for him not to have received any hint of that happening earlier, his ship must have been in cahoots with her passengers, to deceive him like this.
"Yes. Hear me out now, John. I don't want you to worry. Its quite a stroke of luck really, that your nurse here is of a compatible energy type and is able to donate your body a transfusion, to top it up. For best results, the nurse needs to give the donation via direct penile delivery. Nurse, why don't you take your penis out for our patient and get yourself nice and hard. Show Mister Smith what you have to offer him?"
Jack untucked his hard on from where it had formed a tent in the borrowed scrubs. It was already very stiff and sprung freely from his body. Any body hair had been either shaved or waxed clean away, giving the shaft a longer appearance. Though not as lengthy as the Doctor's cock, the Captain's erection was still impressively long and was thicker too. The immortal made sure the Doctor had a good view, as he put himself on display. He even attempted a cheeky waving action with it, as of to say 'hello!' His cock twitched with barely contained excitement and swelled even more, reddening, as if blushing. He took it in his hand and groped it, while Rose explained the treatment. "The energy doesn't remain active for long enough outside of a host, to be stored or delivered separately using the intervention of equipment.
I'm afraid, I can't prescribe the use of a condom either, as you do need to receive what he has to give. Don't worry though. Both Harkness and yourself have been tested for transmittable disease and the two of you remain in the clear. So its all safe. There is the option of taking the donation orally, but for best results, I recommend Jack transfuses you directly through your anal passage.
I know it sounds like an unorthodox treatment, but you are no ordinary patient and we just want to give you the best care possible, in order to help you. Nurse Harkness is a very willing donor. We just need your consent," Rose explained the next phase of the role play.
"I- Uh..." The Doctor was having a hard time coming to terms with this—any and all words leaving him.
"Were you aware your energy has being causing issues?" Rose asked, kindly. Usually, he was very attuned to even the slightest changes in his body. It was a potential concern if he was weakening, without knowing.
"I had an inkling," the Doctor admitted, wincing. He shared honestly, but was clearly afraid of being scolded.
"Pears," Rose uttered the safe-word—bringing the role-play to a halt.