She was a vivacious, highly intelligent, well-stacked blonde who frightened the hell out of most men, to a degree me as well. It transpired she was lo...ely, upset because she could never keep a guy for long enough for a decent interval to pass before she got them into bed. She didn’t want to get the reputation as easy or a one-date lay. The community we worked in was small and could be very narrow minded. I must admit I liked Kathleen, but, even though she was a very attractive woman had never. When I turned to look at the chart I was almost sure he’d rubbed my hand against his, well, I think was a hard-on. But I wouldn’t been able to see it through his doctors coat.It happened so quick. I wasn’t really sure. So then he asked me to completely undress and put on the gown hanging on the wall. I walked over to the gown and noticed he was still in the room. Usually he leaves when I do that. I waited a little. Then I figured, he’s seen the inside of my vagina, why would it be a problem for. "Oh, God Michael," she breathed. "It feels so much better when you touch me."She kissed me passionately as I cautiously moved my fingers along the outer folds of her sex and then on to her clitoris. She began to breathe harder, so I stroked a little harder and faster. She thrust her sex forcefully into my hand and began to strain and moan. I continued as I began to nuzzle her neck, and my other hand roamed along the flesh of her thighs, buttocks, and back.I looked up to see her face. She was. That's when she saw what he was holding. It had a handle a few inches long and was topped with a wheel, out of which was a line of pins! “What is that!” she asked with a hint of panic in her voice. “This is a wartenberg wheel,” answered the nurse. “It won't hurt. Are you ready?” “I suppose,” she answered, not sounding at all confident in her answer. “Here we go,” said the nurse, bringing the instrument down lightly on her skin. Slowly he ran it down her pink and tender sole. One pin after.