Jason Davidson
Jason Davidson is one of Rugby's prized players and is set to transfer to top club Birmingham Tigers. The deal is poised to go through imminently and the club officials are gathered in the boardroom watching a video of their new asset.
The assembled women gather in Margaret Hasston's office, eyes fixed on an interview being shown on the television.
“… result this season for you?” enquires the sports reporter.
“Yeah, it worked out today. As you know we’ve had a great three games.” Replies England Rugby star Jason Davidson.
“What happened out there is the icing on the cake.”
“Full credit has to go to my teammates, Brad, Ollie and Sergie. I know I ... we ... rose to the challenge.”
The ladies listen intently taking in every word. “It was tough at the start after a couple of foolish penalties. We picked up the pace and, well, the rest you saw.”
People are still talking about those many wild days you had with the Cayless Cheetahs. To put it mildly. What do you say to those critics. The cynics?
Club Owner Margaret Hasston nods approvingly at the question. Jason’s hell-raising antics are well documented and sometimes the difficult questions have to be posed.
The assembled ladies watch and wait for Jason to deliver his answer.
“Look. I let God into my heart in 2005. I’m on the straight and narrow now…”
“.. with the help of our Saviour Jesus Christ.”
Barely disguising a chuckle, the journalist drop-kicks another question Jason’s way. “Bad-boy Jason Davidson consigned to the history books? Not drinking and partying anymore?” Jason’s been through this line of questioning before and quite frankly is tired of having to justify himself
“Check my progress in the past two years. Part of the national team we won the World Cup!”
“That’s the result of support from my wife, family, my church and old fashioned hard graft on the park.”
The journalist brings up one of his greatest triumphs. "I bet you can’t ever forget that quarter final against Australia?"
“Yeah, it stands out as one of the high points of my career. But I expect there will be many higher points in the future.”
“My wife’s pregnant with our fourth child,” he declares.
His agent looks on pleased that he mentioned his family life. There’s nothing the Daily Mail readership like better than a good upstanding family man.
“… and there’ll be plenty of new matches ahead.”
"Okay?" he snaps, bringing the interview to a sudden end.
Tired of the continual raking up of his past Jason pushes past the interviewer and exits.
Margaret Hasston switches the tv off and turns to address the room.
“Well ladies…” she begins.
“A very impressive performance.”
“There’s no denying he could be a great asset to the team, says Jennifer Braddock, the finance director.”
Lisa Knight the head of public relations lays out his credentials from her point of view. He has a very strong fan base amongst rugby fans across the country…”
“and the wider, right-wing demographic,” she concludes.
“But what about that personality?”
“Is he a Birmingham tiger?”
Margaret flips open a copy of his recently published biography and scans through it briefly. There’s a few things she’s picked up on which she wants to share with the group.
“All that strong values stuff. It’s all very well holding these views.”
“But in a post match interview?”
The women share her concern, they know that if Margaret is worried about something then so should they be. She's proved herself to be the best in her field time and time again.
“He’s dedicated his autobiography to his family and to God! And then this passage.” She turns to a paragraph she’s highlighted in the book.
“..When my brother confessed to me his perverse lifestyle I had to break contact.”
“Homosexuality I believe to be an abomination of Christ’s teachings...the worst kind of crime..”
“I wonder how he’ll fare meeting my wife?” she says, snapping the book closed with expert comic timing.
Around the room the women laugh appreciatively.
“I hear he has a problem with female authority figures as well,” exclaims Siobham Winter, the fitness coach
“I don’t expect he’ll like your positive recruitment policy for women then. You’ve just won over the fans with it,” chips in Kate Lewis, the fans representative.
“Can I just cool everyone down and remind you,” interrupts Helen Dacre, Jason’s agent. Helen represents many of today’s top sports stars including Olympic swimmer Dougie Andrews and premiership footballer Jez Armstrong.
“My client is one of the top players in the country.”
“Oh, there’s little doubt of that. But I do insist on an interview. And the physical, now.”
“Please, bring in your client, Helen.”
All the women peruse the dossier on Jason Davidson. The club are prepared to invest a great deal in the player and have gone to extensive lengths to be certain that they invest wisely.
Since taking over the club Margaret has transformed the clubs' fortunes turning them from also-rans to genuine championship contenders. They won the cup during her first year in charge and now in Jason Davidson they might just have the missing piece of the puzzle to push them onto that next level.
Jason looks around the room nervously, he’s looking for a friendly male face. This looks more like a woman’s club to him.
Helen brings him to the centre of the room, where he is largely ignored by the group of women who continue to read through the dossier.
Jason stands proudly, slightly perturbed at the lack of acknowledgement. He’s over 40 caps for his country and played in the top flight for years and he’s can’t remember the last time he walked into a room and was ignored.
Fran Leighton, the club doctor looks Jason up and down. Considering his recent injuries there doesn’t appear to be any obvious limping or bad posture at first glance. Still, she'll know what makes him tick soon enough.
“I hear there’s some question about his physical condition. He’s carrying a fresh injury.”
“Yes, a lower limb fracture I believe,” says Margaret.
“Delia and I have overseen his physio and I can assure you of a complete recovery within days,” assures Beverley Lewis, the Cayless Cheetahs club doctor.
“Certainly before the season Opener . . . the double header at Trafford Park.”
“Fran, can you take a look,” asks Jennifer.
“Of course,” says Fran, “I shall give him a full and thorough examination.”
Jason Davidson waits to be led away to the examination room to undergo the routine physical which will seal his transfer to the Birmingham Tigers. Once this deal is in the bag he’s got sponsorship opportunities worth millions waiting for him. Like his agent Helen says – it’s almost too good to be true.
Fran the club doctor marches over to Jason.
“Let’s get this jacket off, get a better look at you,” she tells him.
She throws his expensive jacket to the ground as if it has no value whatsoever.
Jason is a bit confused. This should be happening behind closed doors.
She tugs Jason’s shirt open under the watchful gaze of Kate.
Jason tenses as if poised to protest but a strategically placed cough from his agent Helen reminds him to say nothing until the contract is signed and the deal is done.
Helen has been over the deal with him several times and has worked tirelessly to get the best for her client. Jason knows to jeopardise it now would be foolish.
Jason takes a sharp intake of breath as the doctor reaches for his belt buckle. She wouldn’t would she… not here in front of all these …
“Good Lord!” exclaims Jason.
Stripping off has never been a problem for Jason. Before he found Jesus he was a self-confessed alley cat always willing to get his chap out for a bet, for a laugh or on occasion for the fans. This however feels entirely different.
A sense of unease begins to wash over him as his trousers are removed.
Jason feels sick to his stomach at being stripped down to his boxers in front of these women.
Fran holds out a small silver dish. “Remove your jewellery and your watch.”
Jason whips off his wedding ring first.
Margaret is surprised to see him remove his ring so readily; from reading his book you’d think he’d rather die than be parted from it.
Next the watch and then finally his cross.
He places the chain with the cross delicately on the plate with reverence.
The doctor stands behind Jason and without warning…
... She pulls down his shorts spilling his cock and balls into full view of the women in the room.
Margaret silently scrutinises her newest acquisition. She won’t be able to relax until the examination is complete and she’ll know for certain whether her planned investment is a wise one.
Fran removes his last item of clothing leaving him fully exposed in the midst of all these women.
Kate can hardly suppress her giggles, her and Lisa have often perused the Stade Francais pictures on Ruggerbugger, but this is for real – a live naked Rugby player within touching distance. And not just any player – Jason Davidson!
Lisa knows full well what her colleague is thinking and soon she too is struggling to hold back nervous laughter.
Fran listens closely to Jason’s chest. When you’re spending as much money on a player as the Tigers are there are no short cuts to checking out a potential player’s health. Every outcome must be investigated.
“Hmmm,” says the doctor hearing something she’s a tad concerned with.
She directs a question to Beverley, his current club doctor. “A higher resting rate than in the report?”
“This is a stressful situation,” she offers.
“Nothing unusual.”
Margaret nods appreciatively. Jason's existing club and their officials have been nothing if not professional in the way they’ve facilitated this pending transfer.
The doctor continues on with the examination.
The officials from Cayless are quietly confident about the way this deal is progressing. If this goes through smoothly the transfer fee alone would go a long way to helping the finances of the club.
“This might just pay for the new gym we’ve been asking for for the past two seasons. “That would be such a boost to the team wouldn’t it?”
“So would Jason consider any calendar work,” Kate asks Helen. Lisa awaits her answer expectantly.
“He comes with a big price tag,” Jennifer states with barely concealed scepticism to Helen.
Helen has been negotiating deals for Jason since he switched codes several years ago and knows how best to get what she wants. Sometimes it’s best to let other people have their say first. Having the final word on a conversation is more important. She can see that Siobhan is itching to throw her tuppence into the fray.
Siobhan chips in, “Given his tackling injuries. The ones I’m aware of...”
“I think we’ll be looking to knock his price down by several thousand.”
Jennifer sits back and waits for Helen’s riposte. She fully expects Helen to leap in and attempt to justify his expensive price tag.
“Jason is a world champion,” she counters.
“... he remains integral to the all the plans for the national team.”
Fran takes a closer look at his physique. There may be tell-tale signs which can indicate underlying problems.
She runs her hands across his chest testing his muscles for areas of weakness.
Jason is stunned at what’s happening to him. He wants so much to tell them all to stuff it, grab his clothes and get the heck out of here but his new contract and all that it promises hang on this meeting. Couldn’t… shouldn’t this be going on behind closed doors?
Fran grabs a handful of Jason’s rump. With injuries like the one he’s had it’s very easy for muscles to lose definition and more costly – power and strength.
“Not bad, not bad at all.”
She crouches down in front of his naked body, her face barely inches from his penis. This sends all sorts of impure thoughts cascading through Jason’s mind.
The doctor carries on with her examination. She’s a professional and no rugby players’ twitching penis is going to distract her from the job in hand.
She’s certain that the doc won’t find anything to snag up the transfer – Jason underwent a full medical back at her club only days ago and sailed through without a problem.
“Hmm,” the doctor pauses, “this might be something.”
The ladies wait on tenter hooks for the doctors' verdict.
“I take it you are using chiropractic manipulation and electrical stimulation in the course of your therapy?”
“Used. Yes. And I was very pleased with his increased muscle flexibility.” She replies, somewhat defensively.
Jason Davidson is feeling particularly uneasy about the way this signing session is going. Normally - as he understands it - you'd meet the board, sign a pre-contract, disappear off for a routine medical, come back and seal the deal. Nowhere has he ever heard of a top international rugby player being made to parade naked in the presence of a group of women. The club doctor has now been instructed to pass him around. Jason is not a happy bunny.
“This is taking the mick,” thinks Jason glaring at the boss of Birmingham Tigers.
Fran, the club doctor drags the reluctant rugby star over to Jennifer Braddock the club's finance director.
Fran Leighton is well known throughout the rugby community for her no nonsense approach and her excellent diagnostic talents. She’s dealt with bigger and better than Jason, so his obvious reluctance to stand where he’s told holds no problem for her. They always do what she tells them in the end.
Jason stands visibly annoyed while the doctor retakes her seat. But Jason knows that – just like on the pitch – his has to bury his annoyance and not let emotions take control. Just get through the next few minutes when the contract will be signed and then he can go.
Jennifer walks around Jason taking in his strong muscular body.
She takes a grip of his muscles and checks him up and down.
“He’s certainly fit,” she declares.
“Nice musculature.”
“A good strong frame.”
“May I,” asks Lisa Knight, the head of PR. “Be my guest,” replies Jennifer.
Lisa takes the opportunity to check out his muscular buttocks. She’s seen them many times during a match – albeit covered by flimsy and yet tight fitting shorts – but now these “buns of steel” are in her hands.
The ladies watch on as Lisa runs her hands over his cheeks. “Well?” asks Kate.
“A firm arse is a good sign. Isn’t that right?”
“I’ve had Jason and the rest of the team doing hard squat sessions twice a week.”
“As you can see,” says Fran.
“his glutes are very well developed.”
Fran gives his ass a sharp smack and shoves him in Siobhan’s direction.
All eyes are on Jason as he makes his way over to Siobhan Winter, the fitness coach.
Siobhan is excited to examine this prime specimen of naked rugby genius at such close quarters. She confidently keeps herself in check. Her job today is to assess whether or not this player is physically good enough to play for her beloved Tigers.
Without hesitation Siobhan is on her knees examining this world famous athlete.
She cups his testicles in her hand, getting a rough estimate of how much they weigh.
Next she moves on to his penis – which is responding somewhat to her deft touch – taking the weight of it in her palm.
Jason couldn’t feel more undignified if he tried. The old Jason – before Jesus entered his heart – would have lost it by now. He would’ve stormed out knocking chairs, tables and anything in his way flying. Helen, his manager is praying the Jason has learned to deal with his temper and doesn't fuck things up.
“Hmm, heavy,” Siobhan sighs.
“You can tell a lot about a man’s fitness by the weight of his penis.”
“His is very heavy.”
Beverley Lewis, the doctor from his old club quickly skims through his medical notes seeing if there is any pertinent information.
“Yes,” she confirms, reading directly from a passage in the extensive transfer dossier.
“Jason Davidson’s dong is large.”
This remark causes a momentary smirk from Lisa who’d noticed that very comment when she’d read the file earlier. Jason however stands less than amused.
“Kate, would you be so kind as to hold up his penis so I can properly examine his testicles?” asks Siobhan.
Kate is taken aback. As the fans' representative she normally arranges for the players to sign autographs, open a supermarket or perhaps have a training session with a local school. This is the first time she’s been called on – in an official capacity – to hold the penis of one of the club’s players.
She gasps as she stares at his thick penis.
Tentatively she reaches out. ”Come along,” hurries Siobhan, “don’t make a meal out of it, it’s only a penis for goodness sake!”
Kate grips his shaft feeling it pulsing between her fingers. ”Now what?” she asks.
“Lift it up and I’ll get underneath and give his testicles the once over,” says Siobhan, a little tired of her star-struck colleague's sudden attack of coyness. This is not the same girl she's seen out and about on the weekend. Lisa looks on wondering who is Kate trying to kid.
Jason’s patience is close to breaking. The indignity of the situation gnawing away at him.
“The female fans will probably appreciate that won’t they Kate?”
“Oh yeah,” coos Kate.
“And some of the male fans too!” Jason flinches at the thought of men drooling over him. The idea of one man lusting after an other man, well ... it's ... it’s something he just doesn’t want to think about.
“I own a few race horses on the side. My wife is simply mad about racing,” she says pointedly for Jason’s benefit.
“Her wife!” Jason is alarmed and feeling increasingly uncomfortable at the way today's events are unfolding. How can he ever work for someone like her!
She concludes, “... so I’m used to inspecting stallions for all their worth.” She’s enjoying watching this big man squirm in front of her. Regardless of how good he is on the pitch she won’t stand for bigotry of any kind and he’s got to come around to her way of thinking – and quick – if he wants a happy future at the club.
Jason’s reservations about the move are surfacing. What kind of club is this where not only is the head honcho a woman but a lesbian too?
If it wasn’t for all the merchandising and marketing deals he’s signed on the strength of him signing for the Tigers he’d be out of there. As it is he’s got little option but to stick it out.
Jason Davidson is experiencing a far more hands-on medical than he's ever experienced before in his long and illustrious career. Having undergone a testicular examination by the fans' representative he's fearing where this medical is heading next. And rightly so.
“Siobhan, would you agree that you can also tell by the testicles how healthy he is?”
“Is one larger than the other?”
“Siobhan?” Margaret prompts.
“Hmm ... yes the right one feels a little larger. One hangs lower.”
“This is normal in most men. Nothing to worry about.”
“Beverley is right. There are several men on the team with mismatched testicles.”
“He has fathered three children. With another on the way,” defends Helen.
“Jason is healthy and completely fertile,” she says proudly.
Fran goes to the back of the room to get some scales. Accuracy is the name of the game as far as she’s concerned. Diagnosis is nothing without proper data.
“Will you do the honours?” the Doctor asks Siobhan. Siobhan stares up at the big hairy sportsman feeling very turned on just thinking about handling the famous Jason Davidson's penis and balls herself!
As his testicles are placed on the scales like meat at a butchers Jason continues to brood at the indignity he's experiencing.
Kate carefully jots down the weights as the doctor calls them out.
Not since his run in with the tabloid papers over the incident at Cayless a couple of years back has Jason felt so utterly humiliated.
Kate stares in awe at the big bulging sack, contemplating the potent sperm it's full of. “That’s a job well done,” the doctor commends Siobhan.
“Left testicle… 50 grams exactly. Right testicle 62.”
“Thank you. Can you check his back passage now please.”
“Pull your buttocks apart.” Reluctantly Jason follows the Doctor’s instruction. The women bristle with sexual tension awaiting the burly man to reveal this most intimate of spots.
She shines her pen light into his hole under the watching gaze of Siobhan and Lisa.
She snaps on a rubber glove and prepares to do an internal examination.
She pulls apart his cheeks impatiently as he seems too hesitant to do so properly. ”Hold them as far open as you can,” she instructs the dumb struck rugby player.
“The more of it I can see the less painful this will be for you” she explains.
The dawning realisation that his most private of places is now on clear display to all the women racks Jason’s mind.
The doctor methodically eases her finger into his anus.
The assembled group watch on in excitement as the rugby player undergoes this most intimate of examinations. Their hearts beat wildly with the sexual rush of commanding this big hulking sportsman to do what they desire.
Siobhan sighs with admiration at the way the doctor deals with the rugby player. She’s worked alongside her for only a short time and yet she feels she’s learned so much already.
Delia quickly skims through her notes. Something is troubling her about the last test results.
“I’m not happy about these testicle measurements Fran.”
“Would you like to check them?”
“Yes,” replies Delia. If the measurements are correct that may call into question her own findings in the report. She needs to be sure one way or another.
Jason walks over to Delia beleaguered by this whole experience.
“Would you like to continue your prostate check?”
“Yes,” says the doctor taking Helen’s seat next to Delia.
Delia holds his heavy penis in her firm grip gauging the weight of his testicles.
Delia Bresslaw has had a number of top players train under her and it never fails to amuse her how something as simple as a medical examination can turn macho hulks into quivering wrecks. Jason being no exception.
“You’re perfectly correct, the right testicle feels considerably heavier,” she concedes.
Lisa and Kate share a smile as they watch the doctor's finger slip in and out of his tight asshole.
The doctor pauses for a second and looks concerned momentarily.
“Is everything okay Fran?”
“I’m not sure. Can you give a second opinion Margaret.
Jason fills with dread at the thought of a …a lesbian examining him in this way. This goes against everything he's been taught.
Margaret snaps her glove noisily giving Jason audible warning of what’s to come.
Jason Davidson's medical nightmare continues as now Margaret Hasston, the club chair has donned rubber gloves and prepares to give him a rather intrusive examination. Jason's unease grows as the women gather around him for a better view.
Margaret snaps her glove on, while Jason keeps his cheeks open for her.
Under the watchful gaze of the club doctor she slides her finger deep into him.
Jason tries not to think about the group of women watching him as he’s examined but he can hear their breathing and almost sense their anticipation.
While Margaret probes his anus Delia continues her examination of his penis.
Jason winces with discomfort as Margaret twists her finger inside him. He’s almost certain that this isn’t how you usually sign for a club.
Delia is feeling mightily relieved, her previous figures about his testicles seem to match up.
“Say ah,” prompts Beverley.
“Everything seems to be in order to me. His prostate feels quite normal,” announces Margaret.
“I’m stimulating it with the tip of my finger.”
His anus and g-spot are in good physical shape. I’m pressing them right now.”
“At the price we’re talking about I wouldn’t mind checking for myself.”
She continues, “And Kate should see what the fans are getting. It really is THEIR money at the end of the day. Jason balks at the prospect at yet another woman examining him in this intrusive way.
“Thank you Jennifer.”
“There you are.”
Kate looks up at him as she gently handles his penis. It’s only a year or so ago since that famous Jason Davidson poster - that every student seemed to own - adorned the dorm wall at her college.
Only in her wildest fantasies did she ever imagine she’d ever actually have her hands on his cock.
Jason is becoming increasing annoyed at the attention his penis and ass are receiving. While the old Jason Davidson might have enjoyed certain aspects of what was going on, with Jesus in his heart and a loving wife by his side he just wants this over with.
“Do you think the fans will enjoy looking at him?”
“As well as having a generous set of genitals he is quite photogenic.”
“I’d say so,” says Lisa, “Think of the marketing opportunities: Calenders, posters. We could plaster him over Maxim, Cosmo, Playgirl. I've a friend at Queerclick who'd love to do something with him. ”
Seeing her client in an entirely new light Helen delights at feeling the weight of his penis in her palm.
“It’s very tight around my finger. Like a suction.”
“That’s no surprise. From the way he talks about sex in his book …”
“… I bet he never lets his wife do this.”
Jason seethes at his new boss, knowing he can’t issue a word in response. All he can do is button his lip and hope that he doesn’t have too many dealings with her when the transfer has been completed.
Delia and Beverley can’t believe what Margaret Hasston just said to Jason.
At their club no one would ever speak like that to him.
“Alright,” admits Jennifer, “I concede he is healthy down below.”
I’d like to test his pain response time now. The best way to do this is by striking each buttock with a medical paddle. The time between the paddle hitting his buttocks and his verbal reaction marks the reflex response time.
“Fran, shouldn’t we all take turns to make the pressure random?”
“Correct . . . Ladies … shall we. Delia, would you care to go first?”
Lisa and Siobhan find it amusing watching this brute of man being shoved onto his knees in preparation for the test.
Delia prepares to give his buttocks a more than gentle tap to start with.
In her experience it’s best not to raise the pain threshold too much during the initial stages of this particular test as it can easily distort the end results.
Jason hisses in pain as the paddle strikes his behind.
Jason's response to a sweet landing swipe tickles Helen's funny bone.
"Ooh!"
“Helen, would you care to take over.”
Helen didn’t need to be asked twice. She knows she’s spanking him for medical reasons but that doesn’t mean she’s not looking forward to dishing out to this player who for the most part ignores the great work she does on his behalf. Oh yes, she’s looking forward to this.
Doctor Leighton, keeping track of the time, prepares to mark his response in her notes.
"Aaah!"
His arse is really starting to sting now, the burning feeling intensifying with each hit.
"Aaaaaaaahh," he hollers.
Taking a step back to admire her handiwork Helen feels its time for someone else to have a go.
She indicates to Kate that it is her turn next.
Kate can hardly keep a straight face as she raises the paddle ready to strike his firm muscular arse.
The doctor takes careful note. It would be so easy to lose count and have to start the process all over again.
This is her first time using the paddle so she's tentative to say the least but even the gentlest of strikes is causing Jason to cry out in pain.
"Give it here," commands Siobhan, "I'll show you how it should be done - with style!"
Siobham exhudes a confidence that all the women admire. They can see from the way she approaches Jason she knows just what she's doing.
She kicks her leg outwards and in one motion ...
. . . she’s straddling him and sending the paddle hurtling downwards onto his already tender backside.
“What do you think of my technique Jason?” she asks.
Jason says nothing as he tries to breathe through the pain.
His butt is so sore now that even the slightest tap could send him over the edge.
Again she strikes him hard across his buttocks causing the big man to cry out.
As Jason cries out in pain he feels like his hopes of a quick and easy signing are turning into nothing more than an opportunity for these ladies to humiliate and hurt him. This day is not turning out like he'd hoped at all.
As Jason's medical progresses he now finds himself being spanked soundly in the name of science as the doctor measures and records his pain response times. Naked and feeling more humiliated by the second he can see no end to the signing session which - in his mind - meant a quick signature and then out of there. What a way to be proven wrong!
Siobhan passes the baton to Lisa who jumps up eager to contribute to the cause.
To ensure that the head of PR fulfils her role Jennifer closely supervises.
Jason lets his backside sit firmly on the ground. He’s experiencing a lot of pain and is only too happy to take a rest.
Jennifer is having none of it. She takes the lead by grabbing his leg and pointing his tender ass in the air.
Lisa takes aim. Despite her obvious delight at the chance to spank a major rugby player she’s also a professional who fully appreciates that this is an essential part of the signing process.
Lisa lets the paddle swing.
Aahh!” Jason flinches as the wooden paddle makes contact.
Pleased with herself Lisa hands it to Jennifer.
The doctor is pleased with the way this session is progressing and has her stopwatch at the ready waiting for Jennifer to let fly.
Smack!
“Ow!” Jason’s eyes fill with tears as the pain intensifies.
Jennifer gets set to swing again.
The paddle approaches his tender red cheeks.
“Aaaaahh!”
Jason is aware of himself - a champion player - having his face ground into the carpet while his bare backside is smacked wildly. He feels utterly humiliated.
Beverley, professional to the last, strides forward to prove to his new club that her player’s pain response threshold is well within acceptable limits.
She takes aim – lining up the paddle first before withdrawing it…
She slams the wood down as fast and as hard as she can muster.
Jason yelps with pain as she makes contact with a pronounced smack.
He lies back whimpering and moaning hoping this will be coming to an end soon.
Margaret Hasston rises majestically from her chair. ”Please stand and touch your toes Mr Davidson.”
“Aahhh Jeez!”
Jason’s not sure how much more of this he can take. Rugby may be vicious and brutal in its own way but nothing on the field compares in any way to what’s happening to him now.
“Oh my,” declares Lisa, “That will raise some eyebrows in the locker room.”
The doctor calls the pain test to an end. “With all strikes now recorded … the average is …”
“a point two second response time.”
“I think we’re close to making a final decision about your client.”
“Of course we can’t sign contracts until we have a DNA sample.”
“Oh yes.“
The doctor reminds Helen of the next stage of the signing process. “We need your client to produce fresh sperm samples.”
“As I’ve said, my client will have no problem complying.”
Jason sneers at his agent not best pleased at her complicity in this most humiliating of signing sessions.
The doctor collects a petri-dish from the table at the back of the room.
Angry and embarrassed Jason begins pulling at his penis. His blood is rushing. The intensity of pleasuring himself in front of all these women is overwhelming. It goes against all his values!
Yet, he feels a tingling in his penis. The exhibionist and prankster in him is coming back to life as he feels himself standing naked before all these pretty business women.
Margaret smiles on with sheer delight, she finds having this kind of power over this kind of man immensely fulfilling.
Lisa looks on in awe as Jason repeatedly strokes his penis.
Enjoying the spectacle unfolding before her Helen allows herself a smile. ”Look at those fine biceps working!”
Yes I presume he is imagining he is penetrating a woman while in fact …”
“… his erect penis is merely rubbing inside his own clenched hand.”
“All the players do this while they are away from their wives and girlfriends.”
Margaret nods in agreement, she’s heard many stories about what the players get up to on the road.
Kate looks on almost forgetting to breathe. As the fans' representative she thought she was attending this meeting to introduce herself to the player and had no idea that she’d get to see one of her idols stark bollock naked stroking his stiffening cock right in front of her.
Jason continues to fuck his hand, all the while trying to block his present predicament from his mind and attempting to think about something more pleasurable.
Lisa feels herself becoming quite aroused watching his cock swelling with each jerk of his hand.
Jason looks to his agent hoping that she’ll say something, anything to bring this ordeal to an end. She says nothing and his ordeal continues.
The atmosphere in the boardroom takes a feverish turn as Jason is made to provide a DNA sample in full view of the female entourage.. While all the women in the room are professionals and dedicated to the job that doesn’t stop their obvious excitement at having this proud rugby international openly masturbate for them.
“We’ve been doing lots of shuttle sprint work. Just look at what it’s done for his quads.
Margaret looks on seemingly unconvinced.
Delia and Jennifer physically assess Jason while he works hard at producing his required sample.
“Oh yes, I see. This thrusting he is doing.”
“Jennifer. Give me your honest opinion. Is he worth £325,000 to us ... for three years?”
“Pending the sperm sample. From what I’ve seen. £250,000.”
“Jennifer, with respect I think your fitness coach should take a closer look. Siobhan?
More than anyone in the room Siobhan knows what it takes to be a top class fitness coach. Her expertise in the field of fitness is unparalled in someone so young. She’s frequently approached by the big-name football teams but as a lifelong fan of the Tigers she’s dutifully resisted all advances.
She runs her hands over his body hoping to uncover any undisclosed injuries that might mean a lowering of his sign-on fee. Her touch causing Jason all kinds of moral dilemas. Jason swallows hard and tries to think about his wife.
Siobhan has an innate ability to spot physical weaknesses and turn them around. Her success with Jake Matthews, who’d already been told to retire from the game because of his lower back problems, is well documented and is considered something of a miracle.
She takes a second to take in the sight of Jason Davidson’s impressive manhood. It’s not every day you get to be so close to a player of his stature performing such an intimate act.
“Mmm,” she muses, “muscle tone is better than I would have expected considering his recent injury.”
“The price isn’t up to me but I’m happy with what I’m seeing. Perhaps the fans should examine him…”
“… in action so to speak.”
“Kate?”
“Excuse me?”
Siobhan throws her friend a “you’ll never get another chance like this one” glance.
Kate can’t believe her luck, earlier she got to spank her favourite sportsman and now she gets to give him a close and personal once-over while he’s wanking. What a job she has!
Kate trembles as she grips his strong muscular arms, her stray hand running across his broad back.
Her hands move downwards onto his thighs and his freshly spanked buttocks causing Jason to flinch as she reaches a tender spot.
Jason’s DNA retrieval seems to be coming to its conclusion. He wanks his cock harder and faster, his eyes seeking out inspiration to help him to achieve his required outcome.
Jason’s body shudders as his orgasm approaches.
Frantically he pumps his cock, as if his life and not just his career depended on it.
The Doctor, spotting the tell-tale signs of an impending ejaculation, steps forward with the Petri-dish.
Jason moans with a mixture of ecstasy and relief as the sperm starts spraying from his swollen penis.
The spunk oozes out of Jason’s penis onto the Petri-dish.
The women watch on delighted that they have the sample they requested. This could have easily been a stumbling block but Jason has come through with flying colours.
Kate giggles nervously amazed at her proximity to Jason’s explosive orgasm.
Lisa stares agog at what is unfolding in front of her.
Jason finally allows himself a smile. With the sample produced the deal can be signed and he can dress and get out of here. The feeling of relief is tangible.
“Now,” says the Doctor, “a second sample.”
“What?”
The women dismiss Jason’s feeble protests at having to produce a third and final sample. The doctor has produced another petri-dish for the reluctant rugby star to fill. Jason is exhausted and claims not to be able to produce one by existing methods. Perhaps a fresh approach is required?
“Beverley, are his testicles completely drained?”
“Not at all,” chips in Helen, “Jason can easily ejaculate again.”
“He’s a professional and knows his contract is dependent on it.”
“Agreed.”
“Fran, I strongly recommend using a medical grade butt-plug.”
“Yes, I’ve done this many times,” declares Siobhan.
“A ‘dildo’ can drain the last remaining semen from a man.”
“That is the most common procedure I’m used to.”
“It’s not well publicised but it’s used in every club and in premier league football.”
Siobhan pauses to admire Jason’s engorged penis and allows herself a “what if” moment.
Fran reaches into her bag …
… and takes out a dildo.
Jason stares in utter horror. Despite the ordeals he’s already endured as a result of this signing session they all pale compared to this.
“Feel free to use the desk.”
Margaret sweeps the contents of her desk onto the floor with bold abandon.
Jason stands rooted to the spot. “This can’t be happening. This just ain’t right. I ain’t bending for no one,” he thinks.
“Oh yes, you are,” thinks the doctor.
“Come on Jason, we’re all waiting.”
Feeling the weight of expectancy pressing down on him Jason reluctantly climbs on the table.
He glares at Margaret barely hiding the contempt he feels at this moment. She responds in kind. A battle of wills is underway.
While Margaret and Jason continue to glare at each other. The doctor sizes up the task at hand.
Jason tries to concentrate on his anger to distract him from the humiliation he’s really feeling. Perched on a table with in ass in the air in front of these women is more humiliation than he can comprehend.
Jason cracks. Margaret’s superiority has been confirmed. Jason knows that there’s nothing left for him to do but endure what’s happening to him.
The doctor prods and pokes, opening him up for the dildo.
She expertly guides the dildo into his asshole.
Jason winces as the cold vibrator penetrates him.
The doctor eases the tool in gently, she has no desire to inflict any injury on the player. She wants him out on the training pitch as soon as possible.
Jason winces as the doctor begins pushing the vibrator back and forth.
The women watch in wonderment as this tough rugby player is fucked – all in the name of science!
Jason winces. This is a new experience for him and not one he wishes to prolong. ”Siobhan,” says the doctor, “would you help with the sample please?”
Jason feels Siobhan’s soft warm fingers gripping his cock and her manicured nails brushing against his balls.
Jason’s total humiliation is almost complete. In his long career and in his eventful life he’s never felt so completely powerless.
Margaret stares into his face relishing the painful expression after watching him fight so hard to look macho and tough throughout this interview. Men like Jason Davidson believe it’s a sign of weakness to show fear, especially in front of women. Jason still tries hard to ignore the women around him. Trying to concentrate on the things that matter to him, his god, his wife, his family, his career...
… his career in the balance – his future dependent on whether he can manage to produce a DNA sample. No matter where he tries to take his mind it brings him back right here, right now.
What should be the highpoint of an impressive career has descended into this pitiful display leaving Jason Davidson humiliated and distraught. Never has he felt so low, so worthless and so powerless. These women have removed whatever dignity he thought he once had.
The women dismiss Jason’s feeble protests at having to produce a third and final sample. The doctor has produced another petri-dish for the reluctant rugby star to fill. Jason is exhausted and claims not to be able to produce one by existing methods. Perhaps a fresh approach is required?
Jason flinches as the doctor thrusts the dildo in and out of his ass while Siobhan skillfully masturbates him.
Whatever discomfort he is feeling is magnified by the way he is being displayed freely in front of these professional women.
“You should start seeing some result very shortly,” the doctor informs the watching crowd.
“Any second now…”
Jason’s body visibly tenses as his orgasm grows ever closer.
“Oh Jesus,” he says.
The first beads of pearly white cum drip from the tip of his cock.
His penis fiercely spurts out sperm onto the Petri dish.
“Oh no, no” he pants, the power of his orgasm shocking him to the core.
Siobhan keeps pumping his penis determined to wring every last drop from his aching balls.
“Oh my god!!”
“Uh.”
Siobhan's relentless approach pays dividends as another huge spurt of cum shoots from his tired cock.
Jason is overcome with a curious mixture of revulsion and relief at what’s happening to him.
Jennifer examines the petri dish, “An impressive sample…”
“What do you think doctor?”
“Excellent quality and quantity, Margaret – this bodes very well.”
Jason feels close to tears but would never let these women know how he feels. All he wants is to get dressed and get the hell out of here.
As Jason attempts to get down he feels all the strength disappear from his arms and instead slumps onto the table.
“Get down Jason,” instructs Helen.
“We need to discuss the final details of the contract.”
Jason lies back physically and mentally exhausted. Never in his career has he come up against opposition who've left him as shattered as he feels now.
Knowing that his co-operation is imperative to his signing the big money deal Jason digs deep and finds the energy to haul himself up off the desk and back onto his feet.
Jason stands boldly in front of the women, relieved that his ordeal is over and that the contract - worth so much with all the financial trappings that he'll get as a result of it - will be signed any moment now.
“I’ll see what some of the shareholders think.”
“Hello Margaret?” says Ellie over the speaker phone.
Ellie darling, it’s Margaret. How are you?
“Hello. We’ve been watching this Davidson’s performance via video conference.”
Ellie continues, “I’m very impressed, but I need to speak with some of the other ladies here before I can give you my final word.”
Anger rises up inside of him. Undergoing the intrusive medical, being put on display and then broadcast via a webcam is more indignity than he can bare. And yet he knows that he can do or say nothing about it if the big money deal is to go through.
“Oh of course,” she continues.
“Some couldn’t make it here today but they can download a recording. We’ll give you our decision in due course," says Ellie.
“Bye, and thank you Ellie.”
“I suggest we meet again on Friday to discuss the finalities after everyone has seen the recording of the physical.”
“Helen, you can instruct your client to get dressed. We’re finished for today.”
“I would have preferred to have wrapped this up today, but…”
“I am prepared to wait, on the condition that the contracts are signed and exchanged on Friday.”
“If, we wish to buy your client, everything will be concluded on Friday.”
“I look forward to your offer.”
“Get dressed,” says an empowered Helen.
Seeing her client stripped, fucked, spanked and thoroughly examined has given Helen a spring in her step and a renewed confidence to control him and his future career.
“Hurry up, Jason, I’ll be in the car.”
"I'd like to discuss another player if I may..."
“Wayne Collins. Australian.”
“Didn’t he do a nude photo-shoot for that funny little magazine?”
“Yes I proofed all the photos.”
“We had to airbrush his penis to make it look longer.”
“He must be embarrassed. The boys do tease him in the locker room. It’s not terribly long, you know.”
“Oh I know!” says the doctor with a twinkle in her eye, “Oh yes I know!”
The women fall about laughing at the doctor's knowing comment.
Margaret smiles contentedly, she knows that Jason's ego has been stripped bare and that he is now completely under her command. This management of players, she believes, is the secret to running a successful rugby team.
Several weeks later and the Jason Davidson medical has been leaked onto the internet. The name "Jason Davidson" has been riding high on the google search rankings as people clamour to see the rugby star in action.
“What a disgusting perv! Lol!”
“I always knew that dick head liked it in the asshole!”
“Ha ha ha. Harder!! More! Faster! haha!!!!”
"We must forward this to Rebekah, she'll love it!"
Once Jason became aware that the video had been leaked onto the internet he took legal action to prevent it spreading. But like other celebrity scandal movies, once it made it onto the web there was just no way of stopping it being distributed. Where only a few had witnessed Jason's medical first-hand it's now believed that millions on the net have downloaded and continue to enjoy Jason Davidson's performance. THE END
