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knees with your bottom raised and your head down.”
    Avery’s mouth went dry. “On my…knees?”
    Darby nodded as she donned a pair of latex gloves. “I need to take your temperature.” She stepped forward and pulled away the paper drape across Avery’s lap. “You won’t need that for now.”
    Avery could scarcely swallow as she twisted up and onto her knees. Blood rushed to her head and pounded in her ears as Nurse Lovette set the drape aside and pulled open a drawer. Again, the sounds and clean scents of alcohol and sterile instruments washed over Avery like a warm wave. Cool air blew over her nude flesh, making her painfully aware of her exposed position and lack of control. She almost moaned when a cool nozzle breached her anus and thick lubricant squirted inside.
    “Does that feel good?” Darby asked.
    “Yes.”
    A finger intruded and Avery sucked in a breath at the sudden invasion. The digit wriggled, awakening hidden nerve-endings, arousing her to the point of insanity.
    “I’m just checking to be certain you’re clean in there and that we don’t need to use a rectal douche.”
    Avery bit her lip. Rectal douche? She debated whether to ask for one. But before she could say anything, the finger in her bottom withdrew and the tip of the thermometer pressed against her rosette. The tight flesh gave and admitted the instrument and Avery sighed as the slick, cool object slid slowly inside her hole. Inch by tormenting inch, it filled her, delving deep until the nurse’s gloved hand pressed against the curve of her bottom.
    Her pussy pulsed as she remained still, simply feeling and experiencing. A thousand thoughts at once ran wild in her head. She imagined how she must look with her naked ass raised and with the thermometer jutting from her hole.
    Nurse Lovette twisted the device, sending a new flash of sensation racing around Avery’s inner muscles. She spread her legs. Just a fraction wider. And when she did, a gloved finger prodded her pussy opening and slipped inside her channel.
    This time, she did moan.
    “Tell me what you need,” Nurse Lovette said.
    Tears squeezed out of the corners of Avery’s eyes. The intensity and speed of how quickly her desire built overwhelmed her. “I need to come.”
    She dug her nails into the padding on the sides of the table as the nurse pushed the device in and out with one hand, and worked a finger from the other in and out of her pussy. A vortex of pleasure swirled like a twister inside Avery, rendering her into a mass of quivering flesh suspended on the edge of ecstasy.
    Every coherent thought evaporated until only physical sensation existed. Her ass pulsed around the intruding thermometer. Her channel squeezed first one finger then two.
    Hard tremors vibrated her body and there was no holding back. A harsh cry tore from her throat as a violent rush of sensation roared through her. She lingered on the relentless waves, floating, giving herself over to this experience, to this twisted lust, with complete abandon.
    Moments later, the lubricant was wiped from her bottom and she was gently guided to her back. Eyes still closed, Avery swam in the lull of pleasure ebbing through her as Nurse Lovette lifted her feet into the stirrups.
    “Slide your bottom down.”
    Avery scooted. Her channel still spasmed as her knees fell open. Without the benefit of the drape over her legs, she knew she must look indecently exposed.
    “Open the paper shirt,” Nurse Lovette told her as if she could read Avery’s mind.
    Avery revealed her breasts. Her nipples pebbled at the rush of cool air whispering over them. Her gaze locked with Nurse Lovette’s but only for an instant. The woman maintained her dispassionate gaze as she turned her attention to the drawer below Avery’s sprawled legs.
    “Have you ever had a vaginal ultrasound before?” she asked. Nurse Lovette produced a thick, white probe as large as a man’s penis.
    A warm shiver shook Avery’s shoulders at the thought of