Tender moments

I am in their loyalty programme.  I get to pay more when I book flights, as I accumulate points they demand ever more expensive gifts and on board I am treated with extra contempt.

 

 

I expect you'll want to evaluate this proposition quite carefully.  I mean, that's a lot of money to lend someone you barely know, just on the strength of... on the strength of... sorry, what were we talking about?

 

 

 

I can multi-task!  I can flounce and simper, both at the same time. 

 

 

 

 

As story-writers say, don't tell: show.

 

Oh, I don't know.  There are advantages.  For one thing, it's not one of those wildly unrealistic fetishes that's completely divorced from real life.  For example, I am actually a lazy, worthless and sexually unattractive male, deserving the contempt the women I know barely bother to conceal.  So I can live the dream, so to speak.

 

Leading women

People think that the whole 'femdom humiliatrix' thing is just a minority interest but back in the day when I was dating I met so many girls whose sexual fantasy was to deny me sex - and many who mocked my small penis, too.  They're out there if you know how to find them.

 

It's actually a bit hypocritical of her to say that, because in the six months before the op, she was the one who managed to work the subject into almost every conversation.  Still, probably best not to call her out on it... you know what she's like.

It's very odd - according to my SO, I often choose courses of action that lead inevitably to my being subjected to intolerable pain.  But she's supposed to be the sadistic one!  Go figure, as they say.

 

Erm... whatever we're permitted to say, I suppose?

Several of the prisoners in the nearby underground prison tearfully begged Madame Jana not to make him do that again, saying they preferred the whip.

And finally, any Swiss fans of the World War M series might want to note that their opportunity to serve their country in those crucial mobile laundry units has finally arrived.

Just for today

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Why should it matter to us

if they don't approve?

 

Why not both?

Thinking about her being clammy makes me clammy...

If you're finding it difficult to relax, try explaining to her that you'd just rather she got a second opinion from a male dentist before drilling.  I'm sure she won't mind.

Obviously.  Although it looks like it's already got a lot of toppings, so maybe no need?

My SO sometimes forgets why she's doing things even after starting.  The other day, we were about ten minutes into a judicial caning when she paused and confessed shamefacedly that she'd forgotten entirely what I was being beaten for!  How we laughed.  Later that day she remembered, fortunately, and she took the trouble to sort it out properly.

Losing touch with reality

 

 

OK, Mr Jones, so you’re saying that rather than seeing me - a middle-aged medical professional - you’re seeing a young lady dressed like a strippagram nurse, wearing red thigh-high boots? And instead of being about to lie down on my couch for a series of ocular function tests, you’re going to be tightly strapped down to a hospital bed and masturbated to a series of forced orgasms?

Goodness. 

How about now, if I stand up and move away from the couch – can you see me now?  Dark blue suit, short grey hair…?  What do you see?

 

Really?  Oh dear.  Well, I might have looked a little like that thirty years ago… but only a  little.  And I don’t think I’ve ever worn a latex dress.

Things are worse than I thought, I’m afraid.  This is perhaps the most sustained and coherent set of hallucinations I’ve ever encountered from someone in your condition.  I’m sorry to have to tell you that without effective treatment, this is only going to get worse.  I’ll be completely honest with you: you could end up losing touch with reality completely… these hallucinations would become your world.  You’d obviously have to stay in a care facility… you’d be well fed and perfectly comfortable, but you’d have no interactions with the real world at all; everything you see and experience would be translated into these bizarre, fetishistic BDSM experiences.

Let’s delay the ocular tests for now – I want to tell you about an experimental treatment we can try.  It hasn’t completed all of its clinical trials yet, but initial indications are promising so it is available for use, if the patient requests it.  I’m not saying you should or that you shouldn’t.  But unless you want to spend the rest of your life like this, I think it’s the only option.  If it works, these hallucinations will end at once – for good.  That has to be worth a try, I’d have thought.  But it’ll be your choice. 

Tell you what: I’m going to refer you to one of my colleagues, Dr Stevens. She is the specialist on this and she can give you some literature about it and answer any questions you might have.

Oh – here she is now, actually.  Dr Stevens?

 

Poor chap.  I do hope they can cure him.