The Games: Brad Stracey
PART 1: Although outwardly confident, diving star Brad Stracey is very inexperienced in life. Particularly when it comes to women. His harsh training regime leaves him little time to socialise and he always finds himself tongue-tied when in the presence of girls. But there is one time when female contact is unavoidable and for the young athlete it's a time he's come to dread.
It's the finals of the 10m platform diving competition at The Games. With the pressure of his fans' expectations weighing heavily on his shoulders it's a tough time for Brad. But despite a few hiccups he's manages to get a bronze medal which drives the crowd wild. Now he has an even tougher challenge - the post competition examination.
With the roaring cheers still echoing in his ears, Brad makes his way reluctantly to a little side room. All athletes must be checked to ensure they haven't cheated. If Brad fails he'll be stripped of his precious medal. His nerves are already jangling but he knows he has no choice in the matter.
Games officials Gaby Turlow and Ellen Matthews are discussing the previous competitor they had to examine. They are very thorough and meticulous in their job, checking every inch of these fit young men. They won't put up with any nonsense - any refusal on a sportsman's part and he'll be disqualified.
Brad stands in the doorway uncertainly, pulling the strapping off his wrists. He's never met these particular officials before and doesn't want to get off on the wrong foot with them.
The two women become aware of his presence and turn to stare at him, waiting for him to say something but he seems absorbed in his task.
Feeling their penetrating gazes he looks up. "Oh, erm, hello. I'm Brad Stracey," he offers shyly.
The women give him a small smile and saying nothing, indicate he should come over to them. They openly eye him up as he moves, the inspection beginning the moment he walks through the door.
He walks across to where they are sitting, unnerved by their silence. Despite having nothing to hide he feels guilty in their domineering presence.
He stands in front of them wondering what to do next. In previous exams it's usually just a quick pat down and a urine test for doping - but given the importance of the finals he suspects it'll be something more involved.
He's conscious of the water dripping down his muscled body and starts to feel chilly. The seconds tick by and his discomfort increases.
He starts to dry himself off and this seems to spur the women into action.
Gaby reaches up and grabs the towel from him, tutting as she does so. He feels like he's already done something wrong but he has no idea what.
He watches as the stern woman examines the towel, checking it to ensure he's not trying to hide anything. He realises he's started off badly and mumbles an apology but the woman ignores him.
Still looking displeased she finishes checking and folds the towel up neatly before depositing it on the table. He mentally chides himself for his mistake and is determined not to do anything else that might get him into trouble.
Gaby grabs her chair and moves round to the other side of the athlete ready to begin the inspection.
The women sit either side of him, looking up expectantly. He really doesn't know what he's supposed to do and looks down forlornly. Ellen's eyes wander to his swimming trunks - they'll have to come off of course.
Sighing impatiently that the lad cannot seem to understand what's required of him Ellen reaches over to remove his trunks herself.
He looks away nervously not sure exactly what she's doing but accepting it must be important.
There is a knot in the cord holding them up and Ellen asks her colleague for assistance. Brad closes his eyes, feeling very uncomfortable with the women's fingers brushing against his skin so close to his privates.
The knot seems to be resisting their attempts to undo it but the women won't give up. They cannot begin their examination until their subject is completely naked.
They pull the waistband of the small garment out to get a better look, revealing a patch of trimmed pubic hair and the top of Brad's penis. He avoids looking down, the closeness of the two women putting him on edge.
As they tug on the recalcitrant cord they reveal more of his penis and he gulps at the thought that it might spill out of his trunks.
The two women are absorbed in what they are doing, completely oblivious to Brad's distress. They are used to handling top athletes and for them it's just another day at work.
Gaby's finger brushes against his penis and Brad has to use all his mental focus not to flinch. He's terrified he'll embarrass himself in front of these powerful women and that it could cost him his hard-won medal.
He feels the fabric of his tiny swimming trunks being stretched forward barely keeping his heavy penis in place.
He holds his breath, standing stock still in case any movement causes it to pop out. He doesn't think the two women would be very impressed with him if that happened.
He can't look, expecting at any second to hear the women remaking in disgust and admonishing him for bad behaviour.
But after what seems like an eternity Gaby manages to unknot the cord and Brad breathes out.
He thought they just wanted to loosen his trunks so they could pat him down and make sure there was nothing concealed there. But to his surprise they grasp the waistband and begin sliding them slowly down.
Rather than simply pull them off the women take their time - to make sure nothing drops out. In the past athletes have found ingenious ways to hide banned substances about their person.
For Brad it's an agonising experience as he sees his trunks being rolled down his legs and his penis and testicles coming into view. This is clearly going to be a far more intense examination than he's used to.
One more tug and his privates bounce out of the tiny garment. Although the women seem completely nonplussed, for Brad it's incredibly unnerving to be naked in their presence.
He wishes he could have kept them on but knows he must do whatever these women want - so steps out of his trunks. Hopefully after a quick visual inspection of his genitals he'll be able to put them back on again.
He watches as Ellen folds them up neatly. The care she takes over it suggests she isn't planning on giving them back to him any time soon.
To his horror, instead of using a medical implement of some sort to examine him, the women simply takes hold of his exposed penis in her hand.
Gaby and Ellen are very busy, they don't have time to mess around. It's far easier to handle him in this way which allows them to thoroughly examine him. The fact that it makes him feel awkward is irrelevant to them.
He swallows anxiously, not sure what's going on but intensely aware of the woman manhandling his privates.
Gaby pokes and prods his penis and testicles, making sure there is nothing suspicious about them. Despite the coolness of the room Brad starts to perspire.
He knows this must be standard procedure yet it feels so strange to have his manhood pulled around like this. The fact that the women haven't uttered a word to him directly adds to his discomfort.
Gaby leans in for a closer look and Brad's heart skips a beat. Has she seen something? He can't think what it is that she's looking for but he wishes she would just get it over with and let go of him.
He feels Ellen's hand on his leg and he involuntarily tenses. It's bad enough having one woman examine his naked body, but two would be even worse!
But it seems that is what is to happen as Ellen joins Gaby in her inspection of Brad's cock and balls - much to his dismay.
It feels like he's been here for hours, yet it's only been a matter of minutes. Despite the casual way they handle him, the young man finds erotic thoughts creeping into his mind unbidden.
He tries his best to dismiss them knowing that to become aroused would probably mean an end to his career.
The women cup his testicles in their hands, weighing and evaluating them. Making sure they haven't been modified in some way. Perhaps weights inserted to give him some competitive advantage.
They chat amongst themselves, discussing him as though he weren't even there. He might be a huge star but to them he's just another object to be checked over.
They give nothing away, no indication if they are satisfied with Brad or not. His future is in their hands and all he can do is stand there apprehensively awaiting their verdict.
He stares intently at a picture on the wall on the far side of the room, trying to distract himself from what's being done to him. Every so often one of the women will mutter and each time his heart skips a beat.
Gaby squeezes his penis and looks a little perplexed. Something doesn't quite seem right.
She passes his organ to her colleague who very slowly and deliberately rolls his foreskin back so they can check underneath.
She's examined many penises in her time and will spot straight away if anything is irregular.
She pulls his foreskin right back exposing his sensitive glans to the cool air of the room. Despite his best attempts, Brad can feel himself getting aroused. "Something odd seems to be happening," remarks Gaby.
"It seems to be getting bigger." She bends to get a closer look and squeezes his testicles. It definitely looks different to before - this requires further examination.
Brad is in agony. The women's touches are driving him wild. He fights his natural instincts, fully aware that to become erect during an examination would be a disaster. If he can just hold off a little longer then it will all be over and he can go home. Whatever he does he must resist...
PART 2: Diving heartthrob Brad Stracey is finding his physical inspection very gruelling. The two women carrying it out talk amongst themselves but barely acknowledge the hunky young man. Their offhand manner makes him increasingly nervous even though he's done nothing wrong. And worse still, their persistent fondling of his genitals is starting to get him aroused. One of the women has noticed something happening with his penis and is immediately suspicious.
Brad bites his lip, trying to distract himself from the sensation of the woman manhandling his penis. He tries to think of something else to prevent himself from getting an erection - knowing that could lead to his instant disqualification.
Gaby pulls his penis to its full length and notes that it definitely seems larger than before. Ellen concurs.
Gaby slides his foreskin back and forth - it seems to be moving freely enough so she's happy that he's not hiding anything underneath. But his penis does feel weightier in her hand.
She passes it over to Ellen who double-checks his foreskin and shiny tip to be totally sure. The stroking of his manhood starts to bring forth all the pent up sexual energy that Brad has to repress during his training and when competing.
Ellen decides they'd better take measurements of Brad's penis and testicles. That way they can compare them to his records and see if they fall within the normal range.
The two busy women are irked that they are having to undertake extra tests but they have to satisfy themselves that Brad hasn't tried to cheat in some way.
Brad watches as Gaby takes hold of the exposed head of his penis and stretches it to get an accurate measurement while Ellen lines up the tape measure.
She presses one end into the underbelly, along the top of the shaft to the tip of the head. Brad's worry increases - what if they decide it's too short? Or longer than his record says it should be?
The women work in silence which only serves to make Brad even more on edge. If they would at least talk to him it would help to calm him.
This is so much more intense than his previous examinations - normally carried out by the team medic who is very chatty and perfunctory, taking only a few minutes. Whereas this seems to have been going on for hours.
He supposes that given the importance of the finals he should have expected a more rigorous inspection but it's still come as a shock just how uncomfortable it's making him feel. He wishes Gaby would let go of his penis!
Ellen scribbles down the measurement, her impassive face giving nothing away. The other woman meanwhile continues to manipulate Brad's privates in the same casual manner.
His penis is definitely more rigid now than it was. Her concern is that this could be due to residual banned substances in his system.
They'll test for those later but in the meantime she turns her attention to his testicles.
Brad sucks in air as he feels her hand squeeze his scrotum, separating his testicles so each can be checked. He feels distinctly vulnerable with his most delicate parts in the stern woman's grip.
His senses are heightened by his discomfort and he can clearly feel the cool band of the measuring tape as the women wrap it around his right testicle. It's a very strange and unpleasant sensation but he knows he cannot object.
The women have complete power of him and his future as an athlete - if he displeases them then he'll be stripped of his medal. Yet having his privates pulled about and evaluated like this is an insult to his macho pride.
Again without revealing her findings, Ellen notes down the results. Although he can just about see her clipboard the symbols and numbers she writes on it are meaningless to him.
Gaby squeezes to part his testicles again so they can check the left one. She hefts his penis out of the way so they can get to it more easily.
The women are so close to him that he can feel the heat from their feminine bodies. Ellen's knee brushes against him as she works and once again he finds inappropriate thoughts entering his mind.
They seem to be having difficulty getting this measurement and Gaby has to pull his penis this way and that to get access. Brad can feel the familiar sensation of blood starting to flow to his penis. 'Oh no!' He thinks to himself.
But the women don't seem to have noticed and complete their measuring. When Gaby lets go of his penis it bobs up and down but remains raised and he hopes desperately they won't remark on it.
The women have other concerns however and Ellen grabs an empty beaker. It's time to get a urine sample so they can have it analysed for illegal substances. To ensure he doesn't try to affect the results, he's not allowed to handle himself. Instead Gaby holds his penis and points it towards the target.
Brad knows what he has to do but finds it very difficult. It's hard enough to pee through a semi-erect penis, without two women staring intently at it!
"Well?" Questions Gaby impatiently, "What are you waiting for?"
Eventually he manages to start and Gaby directs the strong steam of urine into the glass beaker.
He strains to maintain a constant flow, aware that he must provide a sufficient amount for all the tests that will be carried out on it. It feels very strange indeed to have someone else handling his penis while he urinates.
For the two women however it's just part of their job. They are totally unconcerned how their test subject is feeling.
Finally they have enough and Gaby skilfully squeezes the last drips from his member. Brad lets out a small sigh of relief - at least that's over with.
Ellen stands and takes the sample over to the table. In Brad's experience, the urine test is the last part of the medical exam and he expects to be dismissed now.
But Gaby won't release him until she's completely satisfied and the way he keeps twitching nervously has aroused her suspicions. So she continues to manhandle his privates to make sure she hasn't missed something.
No sooner does she release them than Brad becomes aware of footsteps behind him. He stiffens, feeling awkward with the thought of yet another stranger encountering him when completely naked.
Kate Laurent enters the room. She was passing by and heard that Brad was undergoing his post competition examination. She thought she'd drop in to see if her two colleagues needed a hand with anything.
She says hello to Gaby and Ellen, but says nothing to Brad. She's pleased to see the two women are being very thorough with the young athlete. She stares openly at his penis and smiles.
Stripped of their clothes and with their genitals on display, it always amuses her how these cocky athletes become so meek and submissive.
"How are things going ladies?" She asks. "Not bad - but I'm a little concerned with his penis," replies Gaby. Having the women openly discuss his bits and pieces like this is almost worse than their silence.
"Have you measured it and checked against his records?" She asks helpfully. "Yes, we've done everything according to procedure. But I'm going to continue to check it - so if you'd like to assist with his exam that would be helpful."
'Oh great,' thinks Brad starting to get cross, 'now there are <em>three</em> women fussing over me!' Kate immediately starts checking his hair, running her fingers through it. It's all getting too much.
But Kate couldn't care less if her unwanted attention is angering the young man. She's not here to pander to him - that's up to his trainers. To her he's merely an object to be examined.
Brad starts to sulk. This really is the limit! Why should he just stand by and allow himself to be treated like an animal? He's a top athlete and should be treated as such! He decides it's time to put his foot down and put an end to this humiliating ordeal.
PART 3: Brad is starting to get a little cross at the casual way he is being treated by Gaby, Ellen and Kate. He is used to being idolised and treated as a celebrity. But the women in the stark examination room seem oblivious to this and poke and prod him like a piece of meat. He knows they have authority over him but it doesn't make it any easier to accept. He also has to fight his natural urge to become erect with all the attention paid to his cock and balls. It's becoming a major struggle to retain his composure.
Feeling anger build up inside him, Brad bursts out: "Is all this nonsense really necessary?" The minute the words leave his mouth he regrets it but it's too late to take them back.
Annoyed by his attitude, Kate grabs him by the throat. It's time this arrogant young man learned who was in charge here. "If you want to keep hold of your medal and remain part of the team you'll keep your mouth shut unless spoken to."
Her words cut deep. Brad has spent most of his life in training for this moment. Winning a medal has been the pinnacle of his achievements. He realises he'll have to bite his tongue and accept whatever the women have in store for him.
He stands sulkily still while Kate continues to part his hair and check his scalp. Gaby continues her examination of his penis and everything they do is recorded by Ellen in her notes.
"Open your mouth," instructs Kate and Brad obliges instantly. He can feel Gaby cupping his balls in her hand, obviously still not happy with them. At least his semi is starting to go down. Now he must remain focussed to prevent any future accidents.
Kate uses a tongue-depressor so she can check his mouth and throat. He has never had to endure such an intense inspection before and hopes that it'll soon be over so he can go and get dressed and join his teammates in celebrating.
But the women seem to be in no hurry, their actions almost leisurely. Although they are very busy, they are also meticulous - their reputations and that of The Games are at stake.
"Well his mouth and tongue seem to be OK. No signs of anything untoward. You know how cunning cheats can be - you'd be surprised at the things I've found hidden before!" Brad wonders if this means it's over but Gaby seems reluctant to let go of his penis.
"I'll check his ears too," continues Kate and Brad sighs to himself. The women seem to have an unlimited range of checks they can perform each of which seems to be designed to degrade him.
As he feels the women's hands on his body he realises that all his training was only part of it. To be a medal winning athlete also means being subjected to humiliating procedures like this one.
The women continue to chat amongst themselves, discussing his body in intimate detail. He tries to block out their voices but it's impossible and it just adds to his irritation.
Gaby really is puzzled over Brad's penis. It seems to change size from minute to minute! Could this be a sign of something implanted under the skin? She pulls it about so she can check it thoroughly.
At last the women step away from the diver. Ellen scribbles intently but none of them give him permission to leave so Brad stands there awkwardly.
"I'm now going to examine his anus," states Gaby matter-of-factly. Brad's heart sinks. It never occurred to him that they would want to look at his bottom.
His backside is his most private part, he certainly doesn't want it stared at and remarked upon by the women here! But he makes himself calm down - remembering Kate's threat.
"Bend over and pull your cheeks apart," orders Kate with a smile, enjoying the power she has over the handsome young man. He does as he's told with a scowl whilst Gabby gets a torch so she can see clearly. Ellen takes over from Gaby in examining his penis which suddenly seems to have shrunk in size.
He can feel Gaby's presence close to his exposed backside and it makes him feel even more uncomfortable. Ellen meanwhile slides his foreskin back and forth, trying to work out what's causing the size of his penis to keep changing.
Gaby's hand on his buttock makes him flinch and Kate demands that he stand still and stop messing around. He feels trapped between the women with no chance of escape.
"Hmmm," mutters Gaby to herself and Brad suddenly panics. What has she found? Is there a problem?
She uses her free hand part the downy hair that covers his bottom and shines the light onto his puckered anus.
He can feel the heat from the torch which is mere inches from his unprotected sphincter.
Kate puts a warning hand on his shoulder thinking that he might be about to put up some resistance. But although disturbed by the woman so close to his backside, Brad is terrified of the consequences of disobeying.
He can't think what could be taking so long. He feels incredibly vulnerable standing there awkwardly with the door wide open - knowing anyone could walk past and see his anus.
But Gaby isn't going to rush things just for the comfort of her subject. And if there's something to be found, she'll find it!
Bard's back starts to ache from bending over for so long. He's on edge and every time Gaby mutters something he nearly jumps out of his skin. He doesn't think he's broken any rules but every day something new gets added and it's almost impossible to keep up.
After what feels like an eternity to Brad, Gaby finally announces her findings: "It seems OK to me. I don't think he's hiding anything here nor are there any signs of the use of banned substances." Brad breathes a huge sigh of relief.
"We just need to take a sample for the records. Kate, would you pass me the scissors and a Petri dish?"
'What?' Thinks Brad to himself. He's never had a sample taken from his rear before. 'Is it going to hurt?'
He feels Gaby's fingertips brush his bottom and has to stop himself from recoiling in fear.
She reaches in and grabs hold of the hair around his sphincter and pulls on it.
It's a very strange sensation for Brad and not a pleasant one. But his pride won't let him show any emotion in front of the women even though he wants to cry out in shame.
With a snip, Gaby cuts some of the hairs loose. He can feel the cold tips of the scissors touching his flesh and he shivers, thinking how close they came to cutting into him.
She removes more hair for sampling and puts it in the Petri dish. Brad thinks his bottom must be totally bald by now as it feels like she's been there for ages cutting away.
She has one last quick look to make sure she's not missed anything before finally letting go of his behind.
Gaby insists that they need hair samples from all parts of his body and gets him to put his hands on his head so they can access his armpits. He feels totally bewildered by what's going on and wonders if the examination will ever end!
"Here you are Kate," says Gaby and Kate gladly takes the scissors from her so she can take some hair from under his arm.
Ellen hasn't ceased in her own inspection of Brad and the rhythmic way she rolls his foreskin back and forth is starting to make his balls tingle.
He starts to feel claustrophobic with the closeness of the women to his naked body. Gaby's words start to sink in and he realises the implications.
His heart starts to beat faster at the thought they might be about to bring a pair of sharp scissors in close proximity to his delicate penis and testicles.
"Right!" Says Gaby in a brusque manner, "time for his scrotum." It seems his fears are about to come true.
To make matters even worse, his wayward penis seems to have become semi-erect again and as Ellen lets go it pings up. It's like his own body is determined to betray him.
But to his relief Ellen seems unfazed by it and simply presses it down out of the way. Although his relief is short lived as he feels the cold metal of the scissors against his skin once again.
He can't look down at what's happening as adrenalin starts coursing through his system. If she were to slip then the results could be disastrous - not to mention painful!
It's a delicate operation and the women all crowd round to watch. He can feel Gaby's breath on him giving him goosebumps. He holds his own breath and stands stock still not daring to move.
He hears a snip and cannot help but look to make sure everything's as it should be. Ellen has done this many times before and very swiftly and neatly has cut her sample.
"So that's the first stage over with," says Gaby checking off against the list. 'First stage?' Thinks Brad, 'for heaven's sake how many more are there?'
He stares down at his crotch which all seems to be OK. "Next on the list is the pain threshold test," says Gaby ominously.
Brad looks with concern at the long object that Kate passes to Gaby. It looks like it would administer a pretty hard smack. His hands instinctively move to his backside as though to protect it.
On Gaby's orders he assumes the position, bracing himself for the impact against his sensitive buttocks.
Gaby sizes up her target while Brad grits his teeth. Both of them are so focussed that they don't hear the footsteps of the approaching woman.
She marches boldly into the room. "Oh, hello!" She announces, "I'm Barbara Nobel from Channel 8 sports."
"I'm here to do the interview with Brad Stracey," she smiles at the site of the hunky sportsman in front of her clearly under the control of the three women officials.
The women introduce themselves to Barbara once again ignoring Brad. "You're welcome to conduct your interview," says Gaby, "it won't bother us. As long as you don't mind us continuing our inspection." Brad is incensed! After all the indignities he's had to undergo, they surely can't allow him to be interviewed whilst being spanked?
PART 4: Brad has already had to undergo the indignity of a very thorough inspection whilst completely naked. His penis and testicles have been manhandled and even his arsehole didn't escape the women's scrutiny. Now it seems he'll have to answer the female reporter's questions whilst Gaby, Ellen and Kate conduct a pain threshold test. With all the women buzzing around him and a fear of how much the test might hurt, Brad starts to wonder if perhaps his choice of career is worth it after all.
Brad crouches over as instructed, silently fuming at the way he's being treated. But also aware that interviews go with the territory and his manager would be very upset if he refused.
"Yes, this is perfect," says Barbara, "our viewers want to see the vulnerable side of Brad Stracey." Although aware of Brad's fame and popularity, she isn't the least bit impressed or intimidated by him.
She orders her camerawoman into position to begin filming and runs through a few details with Gaby, Ellen and Kate. Brad is well aware that Gaby is standing just behind ready to begin her test and is grateful for anything that will delay it.
"OK, we're ready to begin," says Barbara. Brad glances up at the confidant looking woman, unsettled by the commanding way she looks at him. The idea of being filmed whilst in this embarrassing position is repellent but he knows there is no choice.
"So Brad," starts Barbara, barely giving him time to prepare himself as the camera is thrust in his face, "What was the atmosphere like tonight in the aquatics centre?"
He speaks nervously, stumbling over his words: "It was really great yeah. Amazing!" At his backside Gaby raises her paddle and prepares to begin the test.
"Grumph!" Brad grits his teeth to stifle a moan as the hard wooden object connects with his tender bottom.
The pain shows as he scrunches up his face. His instinct is to cry out but he knows that would make him look totally pathetic to all the viewers watching at home. Somehow he must grin and bear it.
"Have you spoken to your family yet?" Barbara continues with her questions totally ignoring the discomfort he's in. "Erm no. I mean yes." Brad is finding it difficult to concentrate on her words.
"What do they think?" Her questions come rapidly before he has time to think what to say.
"They think it's great. Yeah, really great," his voice goes up in pitch slightly as another whack from the paddle sends a sharp pain through his buttocks causing him to flinch.
"Let's hope they're watching right now!" Says the reporter eagerly, "do you have a message for them?"
Meanwhile Gaby continues with the all important pain threshold test, his backside already glowing from the strikes.
Thwack! The wood makes contact yet again causing his cheeks to wobble from the impact.
"I'd like to say OW! Thanks to all of them OW! I couldn't have done it without you." The hurt from the repeated spanking causing him to yelp involuntarily.
Ellen records his reaction time and also notes how he physically responds to the test whilst Gaby sizes up his behind ready to continue. She's a perfectionist and will take as long as she deems necessary to get a satisfactory reading.
Another strike and the loud slapping noise echoes around the bare room. The three officials are determined that the presence of the reporter and camerawoman won't disrupt their procedures.
Brad is almost in tears with the repeated punishment his bottom is receiving. The shock of the pain makes him forget Barbara's question and he has to ask her to repeat it - knowing he must look like an idiot on camera.
"I said, How have the last four years been since the last Games?"
"Well I erm, did a lot of work to improve since then. As you know I failed to get any medals..." Another blow takes his breath away and when the discomfort finally subsides he ends up repeating himself, more confused than ever.
Gaby is pleased with the way Brad's backside is glowing - it shows she's delivering her strikes with just the correct amount of pressure as laid down in the rulebook.
"You came through the preliminaries ranked eleventh, how did you approach the final and go on to win bronze?" She fires off questions so fast that Brad can't keep up. She seems totally unaware of the agony he's in, only worried about getting her interview for the TV station.
Brad fights the urge to swear out loud as the spanking continues. Each impact hurting a bit more than the last as the wooden implement makes contact with his unprotected buttocks.
"Come on Brad, don't be shy. The viewers at home want to know these things." Brad can't even remember what she asked and mumbles about being really proud of what he's achieved and looking forward to the next Games.
Kate looks at Brad's bottom with interest, impressed with the confident way Gaby conducts the test. No one can say they've not been thorough with their examination.
Barbara sighs, annoyed at the way Brad is behaving and repeats the question. He stutters a reply realising as he speaks that his words make little sense. He can almost hear the audience laughing at him for his inability to answer the interviewer's simple questions.
His buttocks smart from the pounding they are taking. Even when not actually being struck they throb painfully.
He exhales deeply at another blow and tries to finish his sentence. It seems like both the interview and the examination have been going on for hours and he's not sure how much more he can take of either.
"And on a personal note. Seeing anyone special at the moment? Any love interests on the horizon?" Brad's love life has filled many column inches in the tabloid press and anything she can wheedle out of him about it will help boost her own career.
It's impossible for Brad to focus while being repeatedly hit like this and his mind is awhirl with the reporter's words. The speed and intensity of the blows seems to be increasing.
His buttocks feel like they are on fire and he doesn't think he'll be able to sit down for at least a week.
But Gaby is concerned that his reactions aren't what they would expect and won't let up until she is totally sure they are falling within normal parameters.
Brad holds his head, it's all getting too much for him. Still the excitable woman persists with her nonstop interrogation.
"Your ex wife got a huge payout in the divorce didn't she. How did that make you feel?"
He takes his time, trying to think of an answer that's repeatable on TV. Even Gaby halts temporarily waiting for his answer.
"I feel deeply hurt by her actions and the allegations made against me. All I can say is that I'm innocent of all the accusations and I hope that despite everything we can remain friends." He hopes he sounds sincere. It's difficult when you're arse is in pain and your anger is bubbling just under the surface.
Finally Gaby is satisfied that they have enough data on Brad for this particular test. She strokes his round bottom, feeling the heat coming off from the spanking.
"And what are your plans now Brad? Will you be out celebrating tonight?" Brad is disorientated but relieved to be able to stand up and grateful that the paddling has stopped.
He touches his tender pink backside trying to ease the stinging sensation that still persists, whilst trying to answer the reporter's query.
"Is it true you once drank three bottles of Cristal in one evening?" He feels like he's in front of the inquisition and barely has time to answer one question before the next one is fired at him.
He's aware that Gaby, Ellen and Kate are discussing something in hushed tones and nervously wonders what it is. They seem to be staring intently at his notes.
He looks round and is dismayed to see how red his buttocks are after the test. He's got a swimwear photo shoot lined up for one of his sponsors in a couple of days and he hopes it won't be visible.
"Do you have any words of advice for any budding young divers out there who want to follow in your footsteps?" At this precise moment his only thought is to warn them that if they reach his standard they'll be subjected to humiliating tests like he has been.
The throbbing finally seems to be easing, but he knows he'll have bruises to come and it will be uncomfortable for some days.
"Work hard. Train hard. Never give up on your dreams," he manages, noticing Gaby looking intently at him - not looking pleased.
"Come here a moment," she instructs and his stomach turns over. Sensing a possible scandal Barbara keeps the camera rolling and listens in.
"There appears to be some inconsistency with his records," reports Ellen showing Kate and Gaby, "this information was incorrectly filled in. I'm afraid we'll have to take fresh measurements now." Brad panics. After all he's been through already, to have to undergo yet more tests makes him want to throw up. What further humiliations are they expecting him to endure?
PART 5: Despite getting more and more annoyed at his treatment, Brad has cooperated fully and so far has passed all the tests. His interview with Barbara Noble hasn't gone quite as well. With the distraction of the three female officials poking, prodding and paddling him he's finding it very difficult to answer her probing questions. Just when he thought it was all over a worrying irregularity has come to light. Some inconsistencies in his paperwork could spell disaster for Brad's career.
"Right!" Exclaims Gaby, clearly annoyed at having to spend so much time on just one subject, "You've messed us around quite enough. Quickly now, we haven't got all day." And with that she begins positioning his arm so they can do new measurements for his file.
Brad raises his eyes to the ceiling in irritation. Having to undergo yet more pointless tests is driving him mad. He just hopes it's over and done with quickly - he's had enough of being naked around these officious women.
Gaby measures his bicep and calls out the results to Ellen. Their coldness towards him just serves to antagonise him further. It's not his fault his blasted records are wrong!
Kate double checks Gaby's findings - they don't want to be held responsible for any further mistakes. The women resent how much of their time Brad is taking up - they have a queue of sportsmen waiting outside to be checked.
Barbara is fascinated by the confident way the women manhandle the athlete, working quickly and efficiently. She indicates to her camerawoman to keep filming - the viewers at home will love seeing their hero naked and vulnerable.
Gaby grabs a Vernier calliper from the table and Brad eyes the medical implement suspiciously. Barbara can't wait to see what they do with it!
She pinches Brad's nipple sharply and he has to bite his lip to stop from crying out. He's well aware that the camera is on him and doesn't want to look like a wimp.
With his nipple now standing to attention, Gaby takes her measurement. Brad can feel the cold metal next to his skin and shudders.
All this fuss that's being made over him is quite bewildering for Brad. Never in his life has he had to endure such a rigorous physical examination. But he tries to hide his true feelings in case he comes across as aggressive to the audience of Barbara's show.
It would do Barbara's career no harm if she were to be the one to break the news of some scandal involving such a well known sports star. She pays very close attention to Gaby, looking for signs that she might have found something questionable.
Kate takes the calliper and measures the other nipple. She works quickly but even so it feels to Brad as though time is dragging.
As before, the women totally ignore brad as they discuss him making him even more resentful. But their power is absolute and he cannot afford the adverse publicity that would result from him objecting.
They measure the diameter of his navel, needing a complete set of measurements for his notes. Whoever normally does his physical clearly has a rather lackadaisical attitude to their work - given the inaccuracies they've found.
Brad looks away as the women fuss around him. How much longer must he endure this humiliation?
'What the?' Before he knows what's happening, Kate is on her knees and has taken hold of his penis. Gaby brings the medical implement down to his genitals.
He gulps. Suddenly his anger is replaced by another emotion - fear. The sensation of having his privates touched by the women has got him aroused before. It would be a hundred times worse if he got erect in front of the TV camera!
He sees Gaby tighten the pincer like object and feels it pressing into the base of his penis. Kate holds it still and already he can start to feel a pulsing sensation in it.
Barbara seems to be taking a keen interest in his privates too and under the woman's gaze he feels increasingly uncomfortable.
Gaby withdraws her measuring device, having recorded the girth of his member. But there is no relief for poor Brad as Kate keeps hold of his penis and starts to feel his full testicles. He looks away, trying his hardest to think of something, anything other than the young woman toying with his bits and pieces.
'I must not get hard. I MUST NOT GET HARD,' he tells himself over and over again. He focuses on some medical posters on the far wall but nothing can divert him from the sensation of having his manhood manipulated.
Gaby pulls on the tip so she can get a measurement of the length, unwittingly stimulating the frustrated athlete.
Brad struggles to control himself but in Kate's firm grip his penis starts to grow. Barbara notices immediately and wonders what the women will do about it. This could be big news!
Kate is aware that something is happening to Brad's penis. It seems much longer and firmer than before. Veins start to show along the shaft and as she touches his testicles she can feel them moving. "Something strange is happening," she says.
Barbara stifles a laugh. So, heartthrob Brad cannot control his erections! So much for all that discipline and self-control.
Brad's mind is in turmoil. All those months of training with no sex and not even allowed to masturbate in case it affects his performance. He feels an overpowering need to cum but fights it with all his might.
"Yes, I see," concurs Gaby, "This happened before. It seems Mr Stracey is unable to control himself in our presence." Her tone is icy - she's not used to such disrespectful behaviour.
Kate grins up at him, not at all perturbed by the engorged member just inches from her face. "Honestly, the things these athletes will do to get attention!"
Gaby and Ellen consult his medical record to see if this sort of thing has happened before. Brad feels an aching sensation in his balls. His only hope is that the women decide to bring the examination to an end and let him get dressed.
"This appears to be new behaviour, there's no note on his file about inappropriate erections. It could be an indication that he's taken some substance he shouldn't have." Even the shock he feels at her words doesn't subdue the tingling sensation building deep inside him.
Kate gives his hard penis a flick with her finger thinking that perhaps it will bring him round and calm him down.
It flies around and bounces off his stomach. But instead of reducing Brad's desire it has the opposite effect.
Something is building deep inside him and starts to overwhelm him. He desperately wants it to stop but it's too strong. He cannot look as he knows what's about to happen.
"Oh dear!" Remarks a surprised Kate as a blob of thick white liquid appears at the tip of Brad's penis. "I think he's going to..."
Before she can say any more Brad's whole body convulses and he lets out a loud moan. All that pent up energy is released as he climaxes.
A jet of semen fires out causing Barbara to break into fits of laughter at his embarrassment.
Now he's started he simply cannot stop, more and more of the stuff coming out. Kate is not at all impressed - she's used to her male subjects having more self-control in her presence.
Still Brad continues to ejaculate, covering the floor with his sticky mess.
Barbara is thrilled that the sportsman has made such a fool of himself on her show. This will be all over the front covers of the tabloids by the morning. And she'll be in demand on every chat show in the country.
Gaby looks on in shock as Brad's balls empty themselves. Never in all her years has she witnessed such inappropriate behaviour. Just wait till the board of The Games hears about this!
"Oh you dirty little beast," she admonishes - but Brad has no control over himself at all. Despite the deep sense of humiliation he's past the point of no return.
Ellen looks on in disgust. "Well <em>that's</em> never happened before," she says.
Brad covers his face in shame as the orgasm finally subsides. He can feel the last strands of the sticky substance hang from the tip of his penis.
This is a total disaster! Not only has he disgraced himself in front of the officials, his shame has also been broadcast to the entire nation!
"You should have told us if you thought this was going to happen," says Gaby with rancour, "there is absolutely no excuse for your appalling behaviour today."
She grabs hold of his penis and pulls on it, trying to squeeze any last sperm out of it like a toothpaste tube. Brad is mortified at what's happened as the woman takes hold of a towel to wipe him down.
She roughly rubs the towel across the still sensitive tip of his penis to remove any remaining residue. She'll be having words with Brad's trainer about this!
The once proud athlete is crushed with embarrassment. He's gone from a medal winning diver revered by his fans to a filthy pervert who cannot control himself. His cheeks redden with the thought of the repercussions.
Gaby is sure to clean his penis and testicles thoroughly. She intends to send him to the board right away for disciplining but can't let him leave covered in his own filth.
"Brad Stracey," she says loudly, "you have brought shame on your sport. If I have my way you'll never compete again!"
Barbara smiles broadly at the thought of the scene she's just witnessed. Oh how he mighty have fallen! She's going to dine out on Brad's humiliation for years.
As for Brad, he realises that all his hard work, abstinence and training weren't enough to prepare him for the tough life of a top athlete. He's dishonoured himself on live television and now stands to lose everything. And all for the sake of a little self control...
