speculumslut
speculumslut
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medical/experimentation kink zone. he/him | 25 | minors dni obviously
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speculumslut · 12 hours ago
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Im sorry im sending another ask cause i think you woke something in me,,
You have me sat on an inspection table feeling your gloved hands exploring my body. Your fingers moving down my body touching my tcock looking intensely at it as it twitches.
You're just making sure im ready for my shot right? Just inspecting as a doctor should right sir?
-🫐🐕
This did things to my brain so I had to sit on it for a few days and enjoy how hot it is... After being on T for a while, the way doctors do your yearly physicals will change. We have to make sure all of your changes are happening correctly and at a decent pace. Neglecting to pay attention to them isn't very good for you, pup. Pants and underwear off, sit up on the examination table and spread your legs for me. Good boy. I'd turn away for a moment, the sound of latex sliding onto my hands would give you goosebumps. My hands may be a little cold, sorry... You'd feel firm hands grip at your upper thighs, no lust or affection in their hold. Just there to spread your legs a little further while guiding you to lean backwards onto your elbows.
Something in you thinks I'm standing a little too closely between your spread legs, but you feel too vulnerable to ask me to step away. So you're silent, and completely at your doctors mercy. Aside from a few quiet gasps and squirms at the coldness of my fingers. Without warning, you'd feel me spread your cunt, one of my hands still firmly gripping your thigh to prevent you from trying to squirm away from me.
My middle finger would very quickly find your tcock, you'd feel my eyes studying you. Everything about how I touch you is cold, clinical, merciless. You'd feel me firmly press down on it, my grip on your thigh growing firmer as your legs twitch and shake. I'd start to tease it out from its hood, watching your hole clench around nothing, already so eager to be filled. That's a good sign, your body is reacting in the way it needs to. Your exam isn't over yet though, we need to make sure everything works as intended, right pup?
You'd feel a gloved finger rubbing slow, methodical circles around your t-cock, my gaze practically locked onto it as I examine how it reacts to my touch. Another one of my fingers would join to gently pinch at it, making short motions to 'jerk it off' as if it were a full sized cock. Two of my fingers would just barely dip into your hole, teasing entrance that you know won't come, at least during this examination. My fingers would return to rubbing small circles into your tcock, this time, quicker, and more concentrated. Clearly eager in bringing you to climax. Just a bit longer and we should be there.... Ah, good puppy. This is what I meant in saying "we need to make sure everything works as intended." You watch as I turn to remove my gloves and wash my hands, soon leaving the room to let you re-dress yourself.
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speculumslut · 8 days ago
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Where's my mad scientist boyfriend who wants to tie me down against the exam table and stick me with needles? A man being oh so normal about my IV drip and how it makes me shiver would cure me of everything, actually.
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speculumslut · 11 days ago
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who wants to play “reclusive, antisocial scientist and the living test subject they’ve kept hidden from society for years”?? who wants to devote 5+ hours a day of their time to “research” at their lab desk and occasionally going to check the basement so they can stare and take notes on the specimen they keep tied to a pipe??
yes, I will try to escape multiple times. yes, I will wait until you least expect it to lash out during check-ups. yes, you will have to keep tranqs on your person just in case.
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speculumslut · 14 days ago
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thinking Heavily of being strapped down to a cold operating table with someone’s gloved hand fingering my soaked boycunt and the other holding a stethoscope to my chest so they know exactly just what they’re doing to me
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speculumslut · 16 days ago
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Checking your insides with a small textured sounding rod… slowly pushing it in and out of your cute little hole… laughing softly as you whine and sob, the rod pushing into your most sensitive places… making you squirm and writhe under me… be still darling, I’d never want to hurt you. But a good doctor has to check every part of you doesn’t he? Behave for just a little longer darling 🖤
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speculumslut · 16 days ago
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speculumslut · 26 days ago
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speculumslut · 28 days ago
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tboy who hasn't been able to cum in months and is desperate for release so he reluctantly makes a doctors appointment. he's so nervous the entire time he can barely get his words out and avoids eye contact. he really hopes he can just get the problem sorted out and leave....
the doctor’s eyes gleam as he describes his problem, and they tell him to go ahead and undress so they can have a look. he tenses up but ultimately undresses himself with trembling hands, stripping down to his boxers before being asked to remove them, too.
a bit reluctant, he obeys, slipping them off and clenching his thighs together. he’s already getting wet between them, and he silently prays that the doctor doesn’t notice.
the doctor tells him to lay back and spread his legs a little. “a little wider, just like that, good.” the praise goes straight to his groin, and he rubs his thighs together slightly, trying to take the edge off.
he watches as the doctor pulls on a pair of nitrile gloves before coming closer and looking between his legs. if they notice how wet he is, they don’t mention it.
“let me know if you feel any pain, alright?”
the patient nods, bracing himself as a finger pushes into him, trying his best not to clench around it. his whole body tenses, and the doctor rests their other hand on his thigh in a reassuring gesture.
“shh, relax for me…..”
he tries, letting out a shaky exhale and letting his body go limp on the table. the doctor’s finger pushes deeper, before a second one is added, and a soft noise escapes the patient’s lips.
“oh, are you feeling something now?”
the patient lets out a soft “mhm,” knowing full well if he opens his mouth to speak all that will come out is a desperate moan.
the doctor gently touches his clit with their other hand, and he involuntarily bucks his hips up into their touch. the doctor laughs softly, gently pushing his hips back down onto the table.
“stay still, now.”
they begin to rub his clit, and he whines pathetically, thighs twitching. it’s been so long since he’s felt anything like this, and he’s close to the edge already…
the doctor hits a particularly sensitive spot, and the patient gasps, gripping the edge of the exam table until his knuckles go white.
“oh, there we go, perfect….”
they help him through his orgasm, taking in the sight of him shaking and whimpering on the table as he cums. the doctor’s gloves are soaked now, and the patient whines as they step away to dispose of them, missing their touch already.
“it seems i’ve fixed your little problem… but maybe you should come back next week for a follow-up, just in case?”
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speculumslut · 28 days ago
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I wanna be examined and talked to in such a clinical way,,
Tell me exactly what you’re doing and where you’re gonna touch me..
“You may feel a bit of pressure as I just…”
“Do you feel any pain or discomfort here?”
“This might be a bit uncomfortable for a moment..”
Woof… 😵‍💫
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speculumslut · 1 month ago
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having my body donated to science while i’m still alive since i’m an object and don’t have rights of my own
an existence of being tortured and pushed to and past my limits to find out just how much a stupid cunt like me can take
treated like a lab rat only being kept alive to continue manipulating and using me
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speculumslut · 1 month ago
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Dream job: human sexual behavior researcher, with a specialization in studying transmasculine individuals.
Such an underanalyzed group of people deserves thorough, rigorous examination and study.
All you have to do is sign a waiver and consent to it. I'll strap you to a table with your legs held open while i explain, in very explicit detail, exactly what I'm about to do to you. Seeing how much you can take. Taking plenty of pictures and videos for future analysis. Verbally stating my observations of your responses while I jot down notes. Holding open your cunt with my pen while I lean in close and watch a machine fuck into you.
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speculumslut · 1 month ago
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recently discovered (maybe more like realized) that i have a crazy strong medical kink and inspection kink …
just imagining someone instructing me to strip and lie down. watching them as they watch me, their gaze dragging over every inch of my body
the look in their eyes already making me wet before i’ve even been touched, my lip caught between my teeth, my thighs rubbing together pathetically
feeling their gloved hands travel slowly and meticulously over my skin, my body arching into their touch the lower they get
aaaa typing this is making me so hocjdbfkdmd
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speculumslut · 1 month ago
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I need you face down, ass up, holding really still while I push a finger inside of you. One finger, just to see how wet and tight you are. If you squirm at all or buck backwards for some friction, I’ll only pull away.
This isn’t supposed to feel good, stupid. It’s for science, and you’re my cute little experiment. Now hold still.
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speculumslut · 1 month ago
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I neeed somebody to run tests on me in their lab. Strap me down, force my legs into stirrups, give me drugs to make me all floaty, abuse my tdick and my cunt until I'm whimpering and whining that it's too much. Treat me as if I'm not even human, take notes on me and talk down to me like a dog. Force bigger and bigger sized dildos into me and ignore the tears that stream down my face because the stretch is too much. Don't stop using me until you've gathered all the data you need. Please.
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speculumslut · 1 month ago
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Kidnapping them and putting them in a cage. They wake up to see me right outside in my sterile white lab coat. I explain just what I’m going to do to them in detail. Making him my human experiment, my test subject on the human mind and body... What spots gets them excited? How depraved are they willing to go for pleasure? Trying out different serums, injecting them with drugs and waiting to see the desperate lust filled look in their eye. Aphrodisiacs working at its finest. Eventually they’ll stop fighting it. They’ll give in, realize they need to stop fighting what feels so good.
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speculumslut · 1 month ago
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"I love medical play" until I want to tie you down to an operating table, blindfold you, and inspect every part of your body. Write down any new scrapes or hair, take pictures of your cunt and tits, and write about your tdick in graphic detail.
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speculumslut · 1 month ago
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waking slow and groggy and still a bit drugged to a dozen hands gripping and groping and grabbing my very naked body.
it takes a moment to realize that i’m restrained, wrists and ankles cuffed, that i’m lying on a cold, metal table, that the hands are gloved with nitrile or latex, and the grabbing is actually prodding and poking and probing, measurements called out, pens scratching to write down numbers and observations. the fingers in my mouth are counting my teeth and checking them for major defects. the hand at my throat is measuring the circumference, and then the length, mapping out my arteries and trachea. the hands in most places are accompanied by instruments, whether tapes or rulers or calipers or blood pressure cuffs or whatever it is they’ve forced dry into my cunt to see what it can take without any preparation.
there’s an iv in my arm that i don’t notice until somebody begins measuring my palm and fingers, twisting me this way and that to make it easier on themself. pens scratch against paper as notes are taken, measurements recorded, observations dictated.
when they’re done, they leave all at once, the blinding lights blinking out into utter darkness, but for the tiny red lights on the cameras in all corners of the room, silence in their wake, but for the drip drip drip of the iv bag.
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