"Where are we going?" Pia asked as Lotte steered the car through downtown towards the interstate.

"Um... The doctor."

"At this time of the evening? Why?" Pia asked suddenly shocked. "For you?"

"No. Um... Last night while we were having sex," Lotte began to explain, "I noticed a... well... an anomaly while I was going down on you."

"An 'anomaly'?" Pia asked. "You're starting to scare me! What are you talking about?"

"Well," Lotte continued. "I was too consumed at the moment by passion to have it register in my brain. It wasn't until I thought back on it..."

"What!?" Pia asked.

"I noticed that there was, like, a strange lump... No! ...a strange ridge along the tip of your clitoris." Lotte took a second to glance at Pia before looking back at the road. Pia's mouth was hanging open seemingly in shock. "I don't think it is anything to worry about..."

"Oh, my god! Do you think I have cancer or something?" Pia asked pressing a hand down over her crotch.

"No, Pia! People get breast cancer, not clitoral cancer. It's probably..."

"What did it feel like? Did you see it?"

"Calm down, Pia," Lotte said. "It's probably nothing."

"Well, you're taking me to the doctor, so... it must be something..."

"No, Pia. I called Dr. Krauss. She said it is probably a... a... a ganglion or something benign. She just wants to look at it." Lotte reached over and took Pia's hand. "Don't worry, OK? It'll be fine."

"Wait!" Pia said suddenly. "This is not the way to Dr. Krauss's office. How is she going to...?"

"That's why we have to go after-hours, Pia. She sometimes works at other clinics every once in a while. We're almost there."

Lotte soon exited the highway and steered the car into an office complex. Pia stared out the window at the evening lights, pulling on her lower lip nervously until the car was parked. They got out of the car and knocked on a door. Soon, they heard a bolt being unlocked and the door opened.

"Hello," Dr. Krauss said, giving Lotte a hug and a kiss on each cheek. Then she took Pia's hand in hers. "Don't worry, Pia. I think that this will be OK." Pia glanced up at the doctor and gave a quick smile. "I have everything set up. Come on back with me."

They walked down a corridor and stepped into a room that had an exam chair with stirrups. "Take off all you clothes, Pia," the doctor said. "Your bra as well. I want to check your breasts too."

Pia looked at the chair. A set of sturdy handcuffs were connected to a ring on the neck rest. She pulled her shirt off and undid her bra, folding them and placing them in a chair.

"Have you noticed anything odd, Pia?" the doctor asked. "Has anything down there felt different than it has before?"

Pia slipped her thumbs past the metal belt encircling her waist so tightly that it pressed into her abdomen. She hooked them beneath the waist of her jeans and, in a moment, they fell to the floor around her ankles revealing the shiny chrome chastity belt covering her crotch.

"No," Pia said. "I knew nothing until we were on our way here."

"I didn't want to make her worry about it all day long," Lotte said as she thumbed through a ring filled with keys.

Pia climbed into the gynecological chair and laid back. And when Lotte said, "Arms, please," Pia raised her hands up near her face. Lotte then quickly captured each wrist in the waiting handcuff. Once they were secure, she handed the ring of keys to Dr. Krauss who had rolled up a chair between Pia's legs.

Pia took in a few quick breaths, her chest shaking a little. Lotte placed a hand on her shoulder to comfort her.

The doctor turned on the articulated light and angled it down on Pia's crotch. She examined the chastity belt for a moment. "Perfect fit," she said. "You are doing a great job of keeping everything clean."

"She's been wearing this one for over two years now. We've got the routine down quite well," Lotte explained.

The doctor inserted the key, opening the lock and Pia raised her hips to allow the doctor to pull the belt down and after some awkward leg-flailing off. She set it aside as Pia returned her legs into the stirrups, gasping a little as the cool air of the office tickled the skin of her damp, denuded crotch.

Pia strained to look down between her legs.

"Relax," the doctor said, and Lotte gently coaxed Pia's head back into the neck rest.

"She usually wears a blindfold when we take it off," Lotte explained. "She probably hasn't seen her vagina for, hmmm... How long?"

"Eight and a half months," Pia said, breathing heavily.

"I take it that she wears the belt all the time then?" the doctor asked.

"Except when we clean her and, you know, sex," Lotte said.

"And how often is that?" the doctor asked tilting her head from side to side, looking intently.

"The cleanings?" Lotte asked.

"No. The sex."

"Um... I don't know... three to five times per week maybe."

"And you allow her to orgasm?" the doctor continued with her examination.

"Yeah... fairly regularly," Lotte explained. "Once every week or two, probably."

"And the other times? Just to the edge?" the doctor asked.

"Yes."

"Repeatedly?"

"Depends on our mood..." Lotte stated.

"Pia, I'm going to need to touch you a little bit, OK?" the doctor stated.

"Uh-huh" Pia whispered, shaking a little. She pulled her head up off the rest and noticed how her nipples had hardened with all this talk of sex and the coldness of the air conditioning and, perhaps, the expectation of the doctor's fingers touching her. Indeed, the first touch made her jump a little.

"Hmmm," the doctor said.

After a moment Pia asked, "What? Is something wrong? Oooh! Oh!"

The doctor was firmly stroking the very tip of her clit. "Sorry." The doctor said, but she continued stroking causing Pia to moan and press her head back into the head rest. She twisted her hands uselessly in their restraints. Occasionally, Pia sucked in an involuntary gasp of air.

The doctor started to manipulate Pia's lips, twisting and pulling and pinching them. She pushed fingers inside of Pia and seemed to feel around for a time. Pia felt her hips rise from the seat and push towards the doctor, "Oh, god."

"OK," the doctor said finally. "You haven't noticed that you clit has been rubbing the inside of the belt, has it, Pia?"

"Huh? Um... No! Not at all!" Pia said breathlessly.

Lotte looked down at Pia, her eyes narrowing a little. "Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure!" Pia said a little crossly. "I'd notice something like that!"

"Yeah, I think there is something in... um..." the doctor said rolling back to turn a switch on a machine, an LCD flickering to life. "I'm going to do a quick ultrasound."

The doctor grabbed a tube of gel and squirted in liberally over Pia's sex and then onto a handheld sensor connected to the machine. Pia jumped a little as the doctor pressed the sensor down on Pia's crotch.

They all looked at the screen for a second and indistinct ghostly images faded in an out as the doctor manipulated the sensor. Yet, there in the center of the image was the sharp, bright image of a circle, a perfect toroid, really - a small, doughnut shaped object somehow embedded just below the surface of her skin inside Pia's clitoris.

"Uh... Have ever had your clit pierced, Pia?" the doctor asked.

"No!"

"We've thought about it," Lotte added.

"But, you haven't," the doctor confirmed.

"No!" Pia said again. "I'd think that I'd remember something like that. What is it, doctor?"

"Well... Truthfully, I'm not sure."

The doctor turned off the ultrasound and began to clean the gel from around Pia's crotch with some tissues. "It's not cancer, certainly. It's most likely benign. I don't think that whatever it is it will interact with your flesh in any way. In fact, I think that it is some kind of metal ring of some sort..."

"What?!" Pia asked. "How did that get there?"

"I have no idea." The doctor put her hand up to her mouth, thinking. "I think, Lotte, that it would be best if Pia stays out of her belt for about a week."

Pia started breathing heavily and pulling nervously at the cuffs around her wrists. "Uh! I... uh... no!" She looked between Dr. Krauss and Lotte.

Lotte patted her shoulder gently. "Don't worry. I'll keep you safe, Pia. Don't worry."

"I think that it is the best thing to do," the doctor said. "We just want to make sure that she doesn't touch it..."

"Me?" Pia asked, jerking in her bonds. "Touch it?"

"...at all. But it needs to be observable. Keep an eye on it."

Lotte looked thoughtful for a moment. "I can arrange that."