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Overwatch ENF: Doctor Knows Best	By : Meowshi Category: +M through R > Overwatch Views: 839 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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"Allow the patient to catch her breath, everyone! We're nearing the end, and there is only one procedure left to ensure that we have covered all necessary bases," announced with a determined glint in her eye. "I'm just going to need the patient to flip on her back."
Symmetra shot up from the bed, momentarily forgetting the burning sensation in her ass. "You're not fingering me, Moria! I draw the line at an unnecessary pelvic exam!"
"Fingering you?" Moira repeated incredulously, "Symmetra don't be absurd. It's not as though we're busting out the speculum and stirrups. This shouldn't last more than a few minutes, and then we can get you out of here."
Symmetra's voice dripped with venom as she declared, "Doctor, you won't be sticking any fingers in me. I won't allow it. Threaten me with whatever you like, but if you try and touch me you will regret it."
She had endured humiliation after humiliation, but at least they could somewhat be justified. Maybe. But she wasn't about to let Moira experiment with her lower lips. Getting rid of her rashes was important to her, but not at the cost of her privacy and dignity as a human being. She would not be coerced or threatened into compromising those values, no matter what the consequences may be.
She would simply continue to endure the pain, and perhaps seek alternate treatments. Sound therapy with Lúcio Correia dos Santos, or perhaps acupuncture at the Shambili Monastery. She had even heard that her old friend Niran Pruksamanee had resurfaced and could do some amazing things with plant life...
Moira's eyes widened as Symmetra's voice grew hostile. "I see the disease has progressed to affect her mental state," she muttered to herself, then turned to her assistants. "Secure the patient immediately! We can't risk any harm coming to her or to us!"
Most of the students didn't move, recognizing that this crossed a line into medical malfeasance, but the younger students weren't quite so versed in ethics and rushed to hold down Symmetra's wrists and ankles.
"Unhand me!" Symmetra struggled against the tiny arms and legs holding her dog, but found that she was too ill to properly throw them off, "This is absurd!"
Moira raised an eyebrow, unfazed by Symmetra's outburst. "No, this is science. I thought you would have realized that by now," she replied, a faint smirk crossing her lips.
Even in the harsh lighting of the room, Moira's keen heterochromatic eyes spotted a glistening in the crevice between Symmetra's legs as she flailed and kicked. "Looks like someone enjoyed their anal procedure more than they are willing to admit," she cackled, not bothering to hide her perverted glee.
"I...I don't know what you're talking about," Symmetra muttered, trying to cover up her embarrassment.
Symmetra winced as she sat up on the massage table, feeling sore and achy from the intense session. She looked over at Moira, who was cackling with perverted glee.
Moira just laughed, her face etched with smug satisfaction. "Oh, don't be ashamed, my dear. It's perfectly natural to enjoy a good anal massage. And I must say, you were quite responsive."
Symmetra's face burned with shame as she realized that Moira was right. She felt violated and exposed, but she couldn't deny that part of her enjoyed the previous procedure. She wanted to leave, but she also didn't want the whole day to have been pointless.
"I...I think I need to go," Symmetra said, but she was much less convincing.
Moira's grin only widened. "You can let the patient go now, children. I think she's finally realized the position she's in."

Symmetra tried to keep her breathing steady as Moira pressed up against her entrance. She had insisted that the holoscreen above her head should be switched off so that she could avoid seeing what was happening to her. Moira had then agreed to her request with an indifferent shrug.
Although she couldn't see her lower half, she could feel the sticky, strings of arousal slowly being pulled apart as Moira opened her legs.
"Just a few minutes?" Symmetra offered weakly.
"That's all it will take," Moira replied, her voice low and sultry.
Moira's touch was anything but clinical as she speared two fingers into Symmetra; there was an underlying hunger in her movements that made Symmetra feel like she was working out some pent-up aggression on her poor, vulnerable pussy. Despite her nerves, Symmetra couldn't help but notice the way Moira's fingers seemed to dance expertly over her most sensitive areas, each touch sending a jolt of pleasure through her body.
The silence in the room was soon replaced by wet schlicking sounds. The students looked at each other nervously. This was clearly not a standard bimanual exam, Dr. O'Deorain was, without question, finger-fucking the patient! She wasn't feeling for the size and shape of the uterus, ovaries, and other pelvic organs; she was sawing her fingers in and out of the woman like she was performing some sort of crude experiment.
"As the exam continued, Symmetra struggled to maintain her composure but she could feel herself losing control. As her embarrassment was replaced by intense arousal that she couldn't ignore, she began emitting desperate mewling sounds. She squirmed beneath Moira's touch, her hips rising to meet the doctor's sprightly fingers. She would have slapped a hand over her mouth to stifle her moans of pleasure, but she needed her free arm to hold herself upright, and she unfortunately only had the one.
Moira's voice broke through the haze of Symmetra's arousal, her low, husky tone sending shivers down the Indian woman's spine. "You're responding well to the exam, my dear. But I think it's time for the demonstration to reach its crescendo. Wouldn't you agree?"
Symmetra vigorously nodded her head, unable to articulate anything beyond deep, guttural groans of pleasure. Moira continued impaling Symmetra with her long, taloned fingers; but she began fish-hooking the fingers, rhythmically prodding the highly sensitive erogenous zone of her g-spot. Symmetra could feel the tension building inside her, coiling tighter and tighter like a spring.
This was a feeling she hadn't felt in a long, long time. She felt like she was on the edge of a cliff, teetering on the brink of something incredible. The nipple on her right breast began to slowly erect and harden, and finally, it rose to attention, the inverted flesh now standing out proudly. Symmetra's body writhed beneath Moira's ministrations, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as her pleasure mounted.
And then, all at once, it hit her. A wave of pleasure washed over her, sending her over the edge. Not just metaphorically, she literally collapsed off the edge of the bed, her body writhing and convulsing on the floor as her orgasm ripped through her.
Every nerve in her body was alive with sensation, every muscle contracting and releasing in ecstasy. She rode the waves of pleasure, lost in a haze of bliss.
Moira absentmindedly brought her moist fingers to her lips, forgetting where she was. An impromptu cough brought her back to reality, and she spun around toward the shocked faces of the Ministry students. Her face reddened slightly, as she felt like she had been caught with her finger stuck in the pie.
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