When I get there an asst or nurse who looks to be in her 20s shows me to the room and tells me to take off everything except my boxer shorts. So I do...and I sit there and wait for the doc to come in. The excitement of being in just my boxers in front of the doc and asst is pretty intense my heart races. I usually like to fluff my cock up a little so I quickly rub it to make it grow a little. I'm also nervous they will walk in and see me rubbing it quickly. A few minutes pass and they still. We all walked out in our costumes. Some of the men were dressed up, some not. Most were fairly youngish, about 20 to 35 years old. There were about four older ones. We were greeted with applause as we came out of the kitchens.We led Anna to the stocks. There she was bent forward and her head and wrists locked into them. She looked vulnerable, with her face and hands only peeking out from the wooden stocks. Her brown hair hanging down around her face. Under her head was a box, I'm sure the. They kissed passionately for a while longer while moving around the decking as if they were dancing. Paul pulled away from Claire and sat on the chair that was facing the window I was behind.“Sit on me…I want you to fuck me…Take that shirt off so you can see your tits wobble as you fuck”“Ohhhhhh you kinky bastard…..” Claire hissed as she pulled the shirt off and straddled his legs. She leaned forward exposing her pussy for him to see and she got a band off her wrist and tied her hair up so it. “oh please please, don’t let me piss my jeans right here!” I tried to compose myself but I was shaking inside. Holding both my farts and pent up piss is a lot of effort on all my muscles, I can’t relax at all, let along keep up a conversation with Cyn.FINALLY it’s my stop, I hobbled with my knees together to the exit but every step jiggled by sensitive bladder and bowels and I could feel the warm pee right near the hole, ready to escape if I took too big of a step or relaxed even for a second!.