Olivia in Vulmonia Ch. 38

As Judge Thorsky and Olivia entered through the front doors of Nulmara University Teaching Hospital, the receptionist directed them to room 1412. Olivia remembered that had been the room where she had her first appointment with Dr. Brovachik. It looked like Dr. Brovachik might be her doctor today after all, she thought with cautious optimism.

The main challenge would be to get away from Judge Thorsky, so that she could speak with Dr. Brovachik alone. Maybe she could fain morning sickness and ask the bearded physician to escort her to the bathroom. That would give her a chance to ask him how her escape plans were going.

Judge Thorsky and Olivia rode the elevator up to the fourteenth floor. As they entered their assigned examination room, the judge turned to her. "Take off your clothes," he ordered bluntly.

"Now? The doctor's not even here yet, Your Honor," Olivia protested.

"You're going to have to take them off sooner or later. What's the point in stalling?" Judge Thorsky said coldly. "Come on, strip down to your birthday suit."

Olivia angrily removed her sandals, sweater and dress. She tossed them carelessly into a bin on the doctor's desk.

"Careful," the judge warned. "I'm not liking your belligerent attitude at this particular moment."

"Sorry, Your Honor," Olivia muttered as she stood before him in her underwear.

"Well," he said. "Keep going. Take your bra and panties off as well."

Being naked in front of Judge Thorsky was noting new for her. But Olivia simply detested the control he exerted over her. Trying to mask her hostility, she unclipped her brasier behind her and pulled it down off of her arms. She placed it softly on top oh her other clothing, hoping that the judge did not see the contempt she harbored toward him.

"You're moving too slowly," Judge Thorsky rebuked her. "The doctor will be here any minute." He walked right up to Olivia, grabbed the sides of her panties and yanked them down with one swift movement. She stepped out of them and the judge added them to the pile on the desk.

Olivia climbed up onto the examination table as sat with her shoulders hunched, trying to make herself seem as small as possible.

"Don't slouch," Judge Thorsky snapped.

Olivia straightened her spine and pulled her shoulders back. Her bust lifted up and her breasts jutted out.

"Just imagine when you're full term," Judge Thorsky mused. "Your tits will be simply humongous!" He laughed as Olivia silently seethed.

There was a brief knock at the door. Finally, Olivia thought to herself. Dr. Brovachik was here at last. She was dying to talk to him.

As the door swung open, Olivia's eyes widened as her breath caught in her throat. Standing in the doorway was the short fat figure of Dr. Carolia. The portly older physician greeted them in Vulmonian and then walked straight over to Judge Thorsky to shake his hand.

"Congratulations, Issak," he said in English. "You're long overdue for a son. You must continue the Thorsky line!"

"Oh, I intend to!" the judge grinned.

"Now, Olivia," the clinician said, turning to the naked flustered young woman. "When did you last menstruate?" he asked, taking her right breast in his hands.

"Um ... I'm not sure. More than a month ago ... I guess," Olivia shyly replied as the stout gynecologist palpated her voluptuous orb.

"So, you're a few days late for your menses?" he said as he released her right breast and began to palpate the left.

"Yes, Doctor Carolia."

"Hm," he said as he felt her left fleshy globe. "These certainly seem to be a little bit bigger. Judge Thorsky said that they're more sensitive?"

"She couldn't even get through her exercises this morning," the judge informed the doctor.

"Oh, I see," said Dr. Carorlia. "That is quite sensitive. Olivia, how does it feel when I do this?" He took a breast in each hand and began lightly massaging the tissue.

"It feels okay," Olivia said.

"And how about now?" he asked as he began to roughly knead and squeeze her breasts.

"Ow! That hurts! Please stop!" Olivia squealed.

Dr. Carolia gave her tits one last squeeze and let them go. "Your udders seem perfectly healthy. The extra sensitivity is probably due to the pregnancy," he deduced. "But we'd better confirm that you actually are pregnant." He walked over to a machine that was near the foot of the exam table. He flicked a switch, turning it on. "I understand that you took an at-home pregnancy test. But every once in a while, a woman will get a false positive while using a drug store test. So we'd better confirm with an ultrasound."

"You can do an ultrasound this early in the pregnancy?" the judge asked, sounding surprised.

"If we do it via the vagina, we can," Dr. Carolia explained. "Olivia, please scoot down to the end of the table and put your feet in the stirrups," he said as he picked up the vaginal probe.

Olivia grudgingly brought her bottom to the foot of the table and slowly placed her ankles in the metal stirrups. As she looked up at the ceiling, she tried to think of how she could possibly speak with Dr. Brovachik.

Dr. Carolia sat down on a wheeled stool. He rolled over toward Olivia's lower extremities until he was situated between her thighs. Holding the vaginal probe in his left hand, he used the fingers of his right to part her labia.

"Still as wet as ever," he observed with a chuckle. "I don't even need to use lubricant!"

"Yes," said Judge Thorsky. "A girl with a constantly wet pussy is quite nice. It certainly makes some activities much easier."

"Like trying to make a baby?" Dr. Carolia laughed.

"That ... among others," smiled the judge.

"Being a gynecologist, I've certainly seen my fair share of moist vaginas. But this is by far the wettest one I've ever seen," Dr. Carolia said as he slid the probe into Olivia.

Olivia flinched as she felt the device enter her. She hated the casual way that the two men talked and joked about her most intimate anatomy.

"Well," said Dr. Carolia looking at the screen of the ultrasound machine, "I can indeed conform that Olivia is in fact pregnant!" he jovially declared.

"I knew it," Judge Thorsky said sounding smug.

"It looks like you'll soon be having a son," said the doctor as he removed the probe. "Or a daughter," he added, sounding much less enthusiastic.

"Well, if she gives birth to a girl, then we'll just have to try again," the judge said matter-of-factly. "Won't we, Miss Williams?"

"Yes, Your Honor," Olivia replied coldly. Then, mustering up all of the courage she could, Olivia asked, "I'm just wondering, will I have a different doctor every time I come here?"

"Why? What do you mean?" Dr. Carolia said sounding puzzled.

"Well, it's just that the last time I came here for a checkup, I had Dr. Brovachik as my doctor. The next time I come here, will I see him? Or you? Or someone different?" She hoped her question did not sound too suspicious.

"I didn't mind you seeing Dr. Brovachik for a regular appointment to check your fertility," said Judge Thorsky. "But now that you're actually pregnant, keeping you healthy is of the utmost importance. I only want you having the absolute best medical care!"

"Is Dr. Brovachik not a good doctor?" Olivia queried.

"Dr. Brovachik is a fine physician," Dr. Carolia replied.

"So why isn't he my doctor today?" Olivia nervously asked. She realized that her line of questioning must have seemed strange.

"Because Dr. Carolia," Judge Thosky said, gesturing at the thickset older man, "is the head of gynecology here at the hospital. And he is the director of the university's medical school. He is the very best at what he does. And seeing as how you are carrying my child, I want your attending physician to be the very best!" the judge stated decisively.

"Oh, of course!" Olivia said quickly. "I didn't mean to imply that Dr. Carolia isn't the best. I know he is! It's just that ... uh ... I ... um ... maybe if Dr. Carolia wasn't available and I needed to see a doctor ... uh ... then would I be treated by doctor Brovachik?" Olivia silently cursed herself for her awkwardly worded question. Surely, there was a more subtle way for her to ask about the other doctor.

"What is this obsession you have with Dr. Brovachik?" Judge Thorsky demanded to know.

"Nothing!" Olivia said defensively. "It's just that he was my doctor last time. So I just expected to see him this time." Olivia knew that she was not giving a very convincing explanation. But it was the best that she could come up with on the spot.

"I think I know what's going on here," said Dr. Carolia as he eyed Olivia from the foot of the exam table. "Our little American has a crush on Dr. Brovachik!" he teased with a twinkle in his eye.

"What? No! No I don't! It's just that ..."

"During your first appointment with him, you orgasmed while he was examining your genitals. You climaxed against his fingers as he was performing a simple standard medical exam," Dr. Carolia said. "No wonder you like him," he laughed as he reached under and affectionately patted her left bum cheek.

"She orgasms when any man touches her," Judge Thorsky snorted. "I don't see what makes Dr. Brovachik so special."

"A young girl always remembers her first," Dr. Carolia proclaimed. "Isn't that right my dear? Wasn't Dr. Brovachik the first man to ever give you an orgasm." Olivia shut her eyes. Her face burned with humiliation. She could not believe that she was even having this conversation.

But she figured that is was better they thought she was attracted to Dr. Brovachik. And that was why she wanted to speak to him. It was better than them knowing the real reason.

"Yes," she forced herself to say. "Dr. Brovachik was the first man to make me ... orgasm. Yes, I like him." She was not sure how convincing she sounded.

"Well, you can get those thoughts out of your head right now!" Judge Thorsky growled. "You're MY breeding slut and you have a job to do! You are coming here to the hospital to make sure that my baby is healthy. You're not here to be masturbated by your favorite doctor!"

"I'm sorry, Your Honor! I don't want to be ... uh ... touched like that by Dr. Brovachik. I ... I ... I just like him, is all," Olivia stuttered.

"I can't believe it! You're such a nymphomaniac! You're trying to use a gynecological appointment to get off with Dr. Brovachik. You think a doctor's visit is the time and place for you to pleasure your dirty little cunt!" the judge thundered.

"Isaak, calm down," Dr. Carolia said, trying to ease the judge's ire. "Dr. Brovachik is a handsome and charming man. We can't be surprised when a girl finds him attractive. Especially a young American girl who is easily so easily aroused," He smiled at Olivia as he tickled her labia. The unexpected touch made Olivia gasp and squirm on the exam table.

"Yes well, I just don't want Miss Williams forgetting about her responsibilities. Her medical checkups are not playtime!" Judge Thorsky declared.

"I'm sure she knows that," said Dr. Carolia as he rubbed Olivia's inner thigh. "Don't you, Miss Williams?"

"Yes, Dr. Carolia. Yes, Your Honor. I know my top priority is keeping Your Honor's baby safe," she said solemnly.

"Hm," the judge grunted as he regarded Olivia suspiciously. "So then, everything seems healthy?" he asked, turning to Dr. Carolia.

"Yes, everything looks fine!" the doctor assured him.

Olivia heaved a sigh of relief as she began to sit up.

"What are you doing?" asked the stout gynecologist.

"Well, the appointment's over, isn't it?" Olivia said, sounding confused.

"This portion of the appointment is over," Dr. Carolia said. "Yes. But Dr. Miloza has eight new medical students training under him. They all need to practice performing pelvic exams. And since we have you here, I invited them over so they could practice." Then he turned to the judge. "That's alright with you, isn't it, Isaak?"

"Of course it's alright," Judge Thorsky replied. "After all, they need to practice on someone. And she'll no doubt enjoy it. Won't you, Miss Williams?"

Olivia only scowled in reply.

"Lie back down, my dear. And get comfortable. You're going to be here awhile," Dr. Carolia warned.

There was a loud brisk wrap on the door.

"That must be them!" said Dr. Carolia as he got up off of his stool. He walked across the room to let in whoever was knocking.

Olivia glared up at the ceiling. She could not possibly imagine her doctor's appointment going any worse.

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As Judge Thorsky and Olivia arrived home, Olivia walked stiffly through the door. Spending so long with her ankles in gynecological stirrups had caused her hips and legs to become quite sore. She shuffled with a gait that was wider than normal.

"Miss Williams, walk properly," Judge Thorsky chastised. "You don't want to get into the habit of walking bow legged. It's not very dignified," he lectured her.

Olivia turned her face away from him and rolled her eyes as she headed toward the kitchen.

"Don't forget to take your clothes off," the judge called after her. "You know the rule! You don't get to wear clothing in the house!"

Olivia glowered as she replied, "Yes, Your Honor."

As she entered the kitchen, she saw Bogdan at the counter preparing dinner.

"So, how'd it go?' he asked in a low voice.

"Well, I am pregnant," Olivia replied flatly. She still could not believe that she was only eighteen years old and was being forced to have a baby for a sixty year old man.

"What about the chastity belt?" Bogdan urgently asked.

"He hasn't made me but it back on yet," Olivia replied, sounding slightly hopeful.

"Good!" Bogdan said with a relieved smile. "I can't wait for the next time the judge leaves us alone to go to work," he whispered giving her a quick peck on the cheek.

"Me, too!" she replied, trying to sound more upbeat. But in truth, she felt absolutely devastated. Not being able to speak with Dr. Brovachik was causing her to doubt that she would ever be able to escape.

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After dinner, Judge Thorsky ordered Olivia to go down into the basement bathroom to take a shower before bed. After washing herself, she walked back out into the bedroom. Judge Thosky was was waiting for her, standing next to the bed. He began to unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants.

"But Your Honor," Olivia said, "I'm already pregnant. We don't need to keep doing this. Do we?"

"Miss Williams, not everything is about 'need,'" Judge Thorsky told her. "Somethings are about want. And I've been wanting to take you in your back entrance for quite some time now. I never did before, because I needed to plant my seed in your womb. But now that I have successfully bred you, I plan on making regular use of both your mouth and bottom."

Olivia's stomach dropped. He was going to fuck her ass.

"But aren't you worried it will harm the baby?" Olivia said, trying to think of a way out of her predicament.

"I don't see how it could harm the baby," Judge Thorsky retorted. "Now get onto the bed. Down on your hands and knees," he commanded. "And stop acting so coy. I know you're not an anal virgin. Not by a long shot! So stop behaving like this is your fist time," he scolded her.

He opened the top drawer of the nightstand and retrieved a bottle of lubricant. He squirted the cold slippery gel onto her backdoor. "Oh!" Olivia squealed as the judge sniggered. As he pushed his member into her back passage, Olivia groaned in pain.

In order to distract herself, she tried to think of how she could contact the hospital. She absolutely had to speak with Dr. Brovachik. Maybe while the judge was at work, she could borrow Bogdan's cell phone. That was most likely her only option.

Since coming to stay with the judge, she had not seen any other phones except for the one on the judge's desk in his office. And the office was always kept locked when Judge Thorsky was not in it.

Judge Thorsky began to grunt and growl as he neared his climax. His thrusts became harder and faster as he pounded into Olivia's back orifice.

"You slut!" he rasped. "You whore! American CUNT!" he roared as he unleashed his load into her forbidden passage. Olivia collapsed onto her stomach as she felt the hot seminal fluid spurt up into her ass. It stung and felt strange.

Judge Thorsky climbed off of her and stood at the side of the bed. But he did not put his softening phallus away. Nor did he refasten his pants as Olivia had been expecting. She looked up at him with a bewildered look on her face.

"Well," he said expectantly. "Clean me!"

"What?"

"Use your mouth and clean my cock!" he demanded.

Olivia slowly brought herself into a sitting position on the side of the bed. She thought she was going to be sick as she wrapped her lips around Judge Thorsky's dick. A bitter acrid taste filled her mouth, making her gag.

"I don't see why you're so disgusted," he said. "It came from your body."

When the judge decided that his rod had been sufficiently cleaned, he pulled himself out of Olivia's mouth and did his pants back up. Olivia pulled back the covers and began to climb into bed.

"Just a moment, Miss Williams," said the judge as he opened the bottom drawer of the nightstand. Olivia looked over to see what he was retrieving. Her mouth dropped open to see the chastity belt.

"Your Honor, why?" Olivia cried in distress. "I'm already carrying your child. You don't have to worry about another man getting me pregnant."

"I believe it's for the best," the judge said decisively. "I don't want you doing anything sneaky like trying to terminate this pregnancy. Some women who don't want to be pregnant will sometimes resort to coat hangers or knitting needles. I don't want you to be tempted to do something like that. And the chastity belt will prevent that."

"But Your Honor, why would I do that? Even if I did miscarry, you'd only try to get me pregnant again," Olivia argued. "So there would be no point in me trying to abort the baby."

"That is true, Miss Williams. But better safe than sorry. Plus, the chastity belt has the built in GPS tracker. I don't want you running away before you give birth to my son."

Judge Thorsky yanked Olivia out of bed. Olivia was so upset, she was shaking. As she stepped into the metal contraption, the judge pulled it up her trembling legs and closed it around her waist. He then reached into his breast pocket and pulled out the key. As the lock clicked shut, tears spilled out of Olivia's eyes and rolled down her cheeks.

"Miss Williams, don't be so upset," Judge Thorsky said as he placed the key back into his shirt pocket. "This is all for your own good. And for the good of my baby. Soon you'll see that it's all for the best," he said patronizingly. "Now, if you get into the bed like a good girl, I'll turn on the vibrator." He said, pointing between her legs. He then reached into the drawer and pulled out the remote control.

"I don't want you to turn the vibrator on! I want this thing off of me!" she cried defiantly.

The expression on Judge Thorsky's face darkened. He pointed the remote control at Olivia's crotch. "Maybe you'd prefer me to use this setting," he said as he pushed a button.

Olivia fell back onto the bed and howled in pain as an electric shock zapped her privates. Narrowing his eyes, Judge Thorsky shocked her again. "AH!" Olivia screamed. "Alright!" she relented as she scrambled between the sheets under duvet.

"That's better," Judge Thorsky said sharpy. "Now do you see why I have to make you wear the chastity belt? It makes it easy for me to punish you when you're being a naughty girl."

He then pushed the button on the remote which caused the gusset of the chastity belt to vibrate. Olivia closed her eyes as she laid her head back onto the pillow behind her. "Mmmmm ... Oooooooh ..."