Gyn- What?! What the fuck? No. No. No. No. No!
“Get away from me! Do not touch me!” I shouted, trying to break free from the restraints. Pointless. It was all pointless.
“First time?” Dr. Garnett laughed. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure to be gentle.”
“Stop! Get away, you bitch!”
“Struggle all you want, precious, you can’t stop me.”
“Stop! Please don’t!” I pleaded for any signs of mercy.
Dr. Garnett reached down to open another drawer and pulled out a roll of duct tape.
“No, don’t!” My begs were ignored as she taped my mouth. My eyes welled up with tears.
As Dr. Garnett put the roll of duct tape away, she went back up to me with the knife in hand, ready to strike. She put the tip of the knife just under the center gore of the bra and as I writhed and whimpered under the restraints, she pulled up on the knife and cut off my bra. Her eyes grew wicked.
“My, my, you really are a dessert.”
I avoided looking at her. I could feel the blood rushing to the tips of my ears. I didn’t want her to see me on the verge of tears.
Dr. Garnett then trailed the tip of the knife slowly down my abdomen until it was underneath the waist band of my panties. With one swift motion, she ripped off my panties, leaving me fully exposed for all of them to see.
“What a delightful surprise! Looks like I won’t be needing any lubricant at all.” She snickered.
I forcefully shut my eyes as the tears started to fall. What did I do to be in this position? What did I do to deserve this?
I didn’t want her to see me like this. I cursed my body’s behavior and felt dirty for reacting in such a manner. I thought I could control myself better! I didn’t want to give her any satisfaction, especially not like this.
I’ve never been to a gynecologist because I had never been sexually active with anyone before. Even though I had dated men before, whenever they would want to take the relationship any further, I would terminate it. I didn’t feel ready then, nor do I feel it now. To have this woman do this to me is beyond inconceivable. I’ve never wanted to show my body off to anyone before, much less these four, much less this way.
A gynecologist was something of a taboo for me. I didn’t want to expose myself that way, at least not yet. My friends always told me that I should be going to one anyway for preventative medicine, but if I was never sexually active, what did I have to prevent? That’s what it’s there for, right? Right?
Her hands went over to my breasts. She proceeded to touch and press down on them in a circular pattern. I could feel my nipples getting erect, and she noticed that too.
Could this get any worse?
After methodically palpating my breasts, she pinched my right nipple. I squealed. She giggled as she touched my other nipple and played with both. She then fondled both breasts. A chill ran down my body and I involuntarily shook in place. A quiet moan escaped. Her grin grew wider. I still didn’t want to look at her. I bit the inside of my cheek to suppress any other noise that I might make. She didn’t comment, but I could feel her gaze trying to connect with mine.
“Look at me, Keira,” she ordered.
I refused to look into those captivating blue eyes. Suddenly, she squeezed my right breast with such force that elicited a muffled scream. Her nails dug into my skin until I couldn’t take the pain anymore and scowled at her. A single tear squeezed out of my left eye. She let go of my breast.
“I want you to look at all that I’m going to do to you. You’d better maintain eye contact, or you’ll be punished for that, too.”
I huffed as I did as commanded. Her blue eyes turned a darker shade. Is that lust I see in them?
During all of this, Nurse Cleary, Kristia, and Nivia were watching our interaction intently. They were relishing each second. I could feel the bile rising once again.
“Put her in position.” Dr. Garnett ordered Nurse Cleary as she went on to put a pair of gloves.
Even though my legs and knees were strapped down, that part of the bed could articulate so that Nurse Cleary was able to open my legs and lift them up so that my womanhood was completely exposed. I was screaming ‘NO!’ under the gag and squirming as much as possible. I felt cold tears start to stream down my face. My vision was getting blurry with the cascade.
Dr. Garnett sat down in front of my vagina, and Nurse Cleary wheeled the equipment she was told to get earlier. Dr. Garnett adjusted a light straight at my center, grabbed a plastic, duck-like object, and made sure I was looking straight at her. “At first I was going to use lubricant, but seeing as you’re already so wet for me, I will just insert the speculum without it.” My eyes pleaded for her to stop.
I jumped when her hand touched my folds, and I fought internally to maintain eye contact. With her right hand she parted my lips, and with her left hand she slowly inserted the speculum. I was writhing in my restraints because of the pain I was feeling as she was inserting the speculum. Nurse Cleary put a hand on my stomach and told me to stay still.
An involuntary whimper escaped my lips. My muffled pleas were lost on both.
My breathing picked up to try and ease the pain.
I felt pressure on my lower abdomen when Dr. Garnett opened the speculum.
Nurse Cleary opened a vial with some type of liquid in it and handed Dr. Garnett a long plastic stick with two projections. Dr. Garnett inserted the plastic stick into my vagina, and I could feel it stop at my cervix. She rotated it five times before retracting it and putting it in the vial. Then she took a long brush-looking object from Nurse Cleary and did the same thing as before. Nurse Cleary closed the vial and I thought that would be the end of it.
I was wrong.
“Technically, your Pap smear should be performed when you’re twenty-one, but since I want as much baseline information as possible, I went ahead and did it anyway. You’re welcome.” I glared at her. “Now, this next step is going to be painful, so brace yourself. I’ll be inserting a hormonal IUD so that we don’t have to worry about your periods while you’re with us. The good thing is that you won’t be able to get pregnant, either. I’m going to take out the speculum so that I can feel the position of your uterus, then I’ll reinsert it. I’m telling you all of this out of the niceness of my heart so that you won’t get any more alarmed than what you already are.”
Excuse me?! Pregnant? Periods? What is this psycho planning to do with me?
Dr. Garnett pulled out the speculum. With one finger inserted just slightly into my vagina, she felt around my inner folds, squeezing towards the bottom of my slit. She retracted her hands, and there was an instant of relief when I saw her take off one of the gloves and put her hand on my lower belly. My muscles tensed when I felt her inserting two fingers inside me. I squealed. Her lips curled into a smirk at my reaction.
With her fingers in me, she pressed up inside my vagina as her hand pressed down on my abdomen. She then took out her fingers and took off her gloves, only to put on a fresh pair.
“Anteverted uterus,” she mumbled to herself.
She reinserted the speculum and faced Nurse Cleary who had two swabs coated in Betadine. Dr. Garnett used both swabs and discarded them. They were cold.
Then, she grabbed a long-handled, slender instrument which she inserted, and I could feel a sharp pinch. I clenched my fists and tightened my jaw.
Dr. Garnett grabbed another long, slender instrument that looked like a small spoon and inserted it further than any other instrument before. I felt an intense cramp in my stomach.
After removing the long spoon-like device, she turned to Nurse Cleary who was holding a half-opened package with a tube-like device protruding from it. When Dr. Garnett took the device out of the packaging; she bent the arms of the IUD back and proceeded to insert it in me.
“Brace yourself.”
As Dr. Garnett was inserting the IUD, the cramps worsened, and I started to feel extremely lightheaded.
I had never felt such agonizing pain before.
I wanted to crawl into the fetal position to relieve the cramps that came crashing in waves. I tried hard, but I couldn’t maintain eye contact, the pain was progressively increasing.
My body tensed, my nails were digging into the palm of my hands, and my jaw hurt from clenching my teeth so tightly. I felt like the room started to spin, and my vision was going black around the edges. Sweat ran down my forehead. My chest heaved heavily.
I sensed someone gently placed a hand on my shoulder. The person rubbed in circles.
“Shh, it’s ok. It’s over.” Dr. Garnett cooed in my ear.
After a couple of minutes, my breathing began to normalize. The cramps were subsiding, and I was able to think and see clearly.
“You did good, little one. You did good.” I looked up into Dr. Garnett’s eyes, and her lust was still present in her eyes.
No. Please don’t.