Sandy Lemming presented to the doctor's office in pursuit of medical assistance with a chronic condition that's been plaguing her for some time.
"Good Morning Mrs. Lemming. What brings you in to see me today?" The doctor towered over Mrs. Lemming as he walked in. He had his stethoscope dangling around his neck. He had long dark curly hair and a beard. Mrs. Lemming was immediately attracted and could feel her pussy begin to leak. She regretted not wearing panties.
"Hello Dr. Mayhem, I was recommended by my friend Abby. I have a serious issue that I was hoping you could help me with. It's a bit embarrassing though." She said.
Sandy was wearing a white tank top and skirt. She was full breasted with nice thick legs that disappeared under her skirt.
"So what's the problem Mrs. Lemming? I want you to be comfortable and honest with me. Only way we can help you is through mutual trust and communication." Dr. Mayhem said in a professional demeanor.
"Ok, so I have strong sexual urges. My husband thinks they're unhealthy and refuses to partake. It is so distracting to me that I can't function in my daily life and have thought of cheating many times. I need help." Mrs. Lemming said in a defeated manner.
"Well, I understand you may feel uncomfortable, but I need to know more. What are these urges you're having?" Dr. Mayhem prodded.
"I'm obsessed with pain! I need it! I crave it! I want my pussy spanked, my ass beaten until it's beet red, my nipples near ripped off my chest, my clit tortured, throat fucked, and then fucked until I pass out. I need it frequently and my husband refuses to get involved." Mrs. Lemming didn't hold back. Dr. Mayhem was enjoying the story and could feel his cock begin to harden.
"I'm sorry you're going through this. It must be very difficult for you and I want to help. Have you heard of exposure therapy? It's a common technique usually for dealing with specific phobias, but it's shown to be effective for a number of paraphilias. I've been using this technique for a while now with dozens of patients that were in many ways similar to you. I've had great success. It will involve two sessions a week with the goal of spreading sessions out further and further until we feel satisfied with the results. The sessions will require you to give me complete control and trust. The goal is to overstimulate you sexually causing you to be at a sustained excitable state for long periods of time. This will push your neuronal action potential threshold to the max which will ultimately block the signal through fatigue. Initially you will see your symptoms resolve for 2-3 days and with time will get longer and longer with successive sessions." Dr. Mayhem finished his explanation after what seemed an eternity. Mrs. Lemming squirmed in her seat as her pussy leaked more fluids as the doctor explained her treatment plan. She wanted to get started right away.
"Dr. Mayhem, that sounds like just what I need. When can we get started?" The eager patient asked.
"You're my only appointment this morning, so I'm free for a few hours. Why don't you strip down to your panties, and I can see your nipples through your shirt, so there's no reason to remove your bra since you aren't wearing one." Dr. Mayhem was stern and remaining professional.
"Dr Mayhem, I'm not wearing any panties either. Do you want me to keep my skirt on or take my clothes off?" Mrs. Lemming said feeling a little bit of embarrassment for being such a naughty slut.
"Mrs Lemming, I think for the amount of therapy you need, having access to your entire body is necessary. Don't you agree?" Dr. Mayhem asked.
"Oh yes, Dr. I think that makes complete sense." Sandy agreed wholeheartedly, she really wanted to get these urges under control and was willing to try whatever it took. Sandy's pussy was throbbing, her nipples could cut glass, and by the bulge in the doctor's pants, she was anxious to have him down her throat. She secretly hoped she would get to taste him before the session was over.
Dr Mayhem was watching her this whole time with a thoughtful look. He went over to his cabinet and pulled out a few supplies. A small metallic box with wires and what appeared to be clamps, a leather flogger, and a leather riding crop.
"Please get undressed and lay down on the exam table. We will begin shortly." The doctor ordered Wendy.
It doesn't take long to shed her skirt and tank top. The inside of her thighs were slick with pussy juice. "Sorry, my need for pain is out of control today. I hope you can help me, Doctor." Sandy said with a sense of urgency.
He then slid out arm and foot restraints and began strapping Sandy down. "You look like you can't keep your legs open when you're being stimulated. I need your complete compliance or this won't work, so I think the straps help achieve compliance." Dr. Mayhem laid down the ground rules.
She looked at the doctor, begging him with her eyes to start the therapy.
Dr. Mayhem's office was kept cold and Sandy's nipples responded appropriately making it easier to apply the nipple clamps. "Uhhhhhhh....!" Sandy replied with pain and pleasure when the clamps were applied. Sandy noticed the clamps had wires attached that lead back to the black box, which were now turned on. She noticed three more clamps hanging off the box, her pussy gushed wetness as she thought of the possibilities.
"Mrs. Lemming I have to explain again the goal of this treatment is to reach maximum stimulation and keep you there for a total of one hour. We do not want to push you over the edge into orgasm, as much as you will want this, you have to remember this is not the goal. If we push you over the edge we will lose that maximum stimulation point and the treatment will not be effective. Do you understand?" Dr. Mayhem goes over the rules.
"Do you remember what I said earlier? You MUST let me control the session and you need to trust me. Do you understand? I don't want to hear the word "Can't." Dr. Mayhem has had enough.
"Ok Doctor, I apologize. You're right, I want to get better. I will do my best to comply with your orders." Sandy relinquished.
Doctor Mayhem picked up the flogger and began to slowly and lightly slap her inner thighs. Over and over again he laps at her thighs, making sure to avoid her wet pussy. Suddenly he stopped and picked up the blood pressure cuff.
"I will need to get a baseline set of vitals and vitals when you are at maximum stimulation." The doctor applied the blood pressure cuff and let the machine get a reading. He then grabbed a thermometer, applied a bit of lubrication and inserted the probe into Sandy's ass. Sandy liked the sensation, but it didn't last long as the doctor pulled it out and wrote down the temperature reading.
He grabbed the flogger and started to slap at her inner thighs harder and harder with each stroke. Around the sixth time the doctor struck across Sandy's pussy making contact with her labia majora and clitoris. Shockwaves shot up through her abdomen and down to her toes. Sandy flexed against the restraints and arched her back. As soon as she caught her breath the doctor delivered an electric shock to her nipple clamps causing Sandy to scream and immediately arch her back again. Her pussy was visibly dripping on the exam table.
"Do not allow yourself over the edge, remember the goal!" Dr. Mayhem reminded her.
"Dr. I can't stop it! My body has been craving stimulation for so long, I can't control myself." Mrs. Lemming begged for relief.
Dr Mayhem sighed and began removing the clamps. "If you're not going to follow my orders, this isn't going to work."