Full Internal Exam: Loni

The doctor straps Loni down tight. He spreads her legs wider than the table allows and starts probing. One gloved hand works her ass, the other pushes deeper into her cunt until the leather creaks. When she jerks, the cattle prod kisses her thigh and the shock rips through muscle. She gasps, her hole clamps around his fingers, and he keeps going like he never felt the squeeze. Each slap of the crop lands across the backs of her thighs, timed to the thrust of his hand. She tries to twist away, but the straps hold and the pain drags her back. He studies every twitch and every spill of slick, recording it all in his head for the next round. No mercy, just deeper.