Specialist therapy

Specialist therapyI arrived at my non NHS clinic for specialized therapy. Greeted by the TV nurse I was shown in to the front reception area. I was informed that I would now have to go to the pre preparation room to be got ready for the Dr and the treatment. This was down some steep steps into a cold room kitted out with a patient waiting cage, a rack and a table. Next to the table was an array of items that were to be fitted to me. I was ordered to strip naked by the nurse. It was quite cold and being naked made it feel even colder. I was then given a preliminary examination by the nurse, who told me to bend over and spread my legs. his hand slipped between my legs and gently squeezed my balls and cock. Rubbing my cock to get it more erect was quite a pleasant experience. I then fely cold lube being squeezed around my anus and suspected that was the next port of call. Correct ! A finger entered me being thrust in to it's limit with a probing search. Then another finger was inserted. On withdrawal I felt that was an investigative probe and soon felt an anal plug entering me. It was quite big stretching the hole and latching neatly in place. I was told to stand upright and erzincan escort ankle and leg cuffs were strapped on. Then a collar and lead. I thought that was it but no, he then attached two electrodes to either side of my balls and wrapped them in elastoplast to keep them attached securely. Then a rope was tied in a figure of 8 around my cock and balls and 3 heavy weights attached. The lead was then picked up and off we went with me in tow. The weights swung with every leg movement and I could feel the anal plug doing it's job up my backside. We left the cellar prep room and went up the stairs to the treatment room where the female Dr was waiting. I was presented to her and she rose from her chair. The white Dr coat opened and underneath she was wearing black leather. Her hand groped my cock and balls for a few seconds and she exclaimed that It was a pathetic specimen of a cock. She instructed me to get on to a whipping stool with the assistance of the nurse. I was then strapped on it at the ankles, calves, thighs, lower and upper back. My arms were secured at the elbows and wrists. A ball gag was fitted to my mouth and I knew that escort erzincan something painful was to come. She instructed the nurse to connect the electrodes to her "treatment" machine and set it to a specified level. Then she started to strap me with a wide leather strap, slowly but very hard. I was to get 50 strokes. After a few strokes she instructed the nurse to press a button on the machine control which sent a painful electric shock into my balls. That nearly put them in my throat. I was not liking this and she knew it. Nonetheless it was to be continued until completed. I noticed that at every 5th stroke the electro would be applied. We got to stroke 45 and my arse was on fire when she instructed the nurse to increase the electro to maximum. That really was painful and I had tears coming from my eyes. The last 5 strokes changed to a searing whip which bit into me . I was left to ponder the punishments and a soothing hand stroked my arse. I felt the butt plug coming out and then felt something else going in. It was a vibrating dildo, rhythmically sliding up and down inside me. She stood and watched as the nurse carried out erzincan escort bayan the procedure. Up, down, up, down, it went on for 5 minutes or more with her smiling at me. The nurse was then told to stop and get her a sunk sample. This was achieved with a vibrator. It didn't take long either. I was then left alone for a period which was hard to guess how long and they came back. Once again the nurse was to to get another sample. It seemed to take ages but I managed to supply some more spunk but in a lesser amount. The Dr then squeezed my balls to make sure they were emptied. She was satisfied and told the nurse to release me from all my bondage and additions and take me for a cold shower to clean me up. In the shower I got and the water was turned to cold. It was getting very cold and I asked could I come out. The answer was no as I had to have a full 10 minutes. I was dithering when I was let out. On went the collar and lead again and I was led to the Dr's assessment room down stairs. I was allowed to dry my feet but had to airdry the rest of my body. I was made to stand legs apart and hands on the back of my head for this and the nurse was allowed to grope me, called a post treatment examination. The Dr then started to ask questions about my sexual background. After several probing questions I was told furthur therapy would be required. I was to dress, pay for the treatment and escorted to the door. Apparently furthur treatment may include group therapy with mixed sexes.