The story of Don and Jennifer Whistler
Two months ago, no one had ever heard of Dr. Omni.
Markessa, the famous pop holosinger, had put him on the map. She had recorded a message to all her 500 million fans, telling them all that Dr. Omni Iskari was the b
est doctor ever
, and if they had relationship or sexual problems that he was THE MAN to see. The way she looked at him adoringly in the hoload left no doubt that she had been thoroughly Seeded and fucked over and over.
With that kind of exposure, Omni could pick and choose who he wanted as clients, and he
did
, based on looks (which would make them good Seekers), musical or singing ability (which might indicate they were
Karinko
), or ESPer rating, which might indicate they would be useful for...
other
purposes. Oddly enough, Don and Jennifer Whistler didn't fit into any of these categories. The two 40 year olds were good looking, but Seekers were generally in their early 20's. They had no musical ability that Omni knew of, nor did they have high ESPer ratings.
And yet he took them on as clients.
For Jennifer Whistler had a special problem. An
intimate
problem.
She couldn't feel sexual pleasure.
Incredibly, it took her husband Don twenty years to find out.
Julie was a real trooper. She fell in love with Don, she married him. She got impregnated by him and gave birth to their darling daughter, Julie. And they continued to have sex for 20 years.
It was only 20 years into their marriage that Don sensed something was wrong. Jennifer was performing dutifully during sex, but too dutifully. She didn't seem into it. It took intense pressure to get a sobbing concession out of her.
She didn't feel anything during sex.
She never did.
"Why didn't you say anything?" Don cried, hugging her tightly.
"Because I thought... I thought that normal," said Jennifer, tears streaming from her eyes. "I mean, I enjoyed it, on some level. The closeness, the feeling of warmth. The look on your face when you... when you came inside me." She shyly made eye contact.
"But nothing else?"
"No."
They went to the best vaginologist on Vega II, Doctor Brie Larson, a blonde who was not only a top physician but also the goalie on the University of Vega professorial soccer team. She examined Jennifer's vagina closely, very closely, and declared there was nothing physically wrong with her. It was all in her mind.
They went to one psychologist after another. They even went to the famed Dr. Jonathan Hebrewberger, reputed to be the top Jewish sex psychologist on Vega II, who also had the largest collection of holoporn they had ever seen.
Nothing helped.
Then they heard about Dr. Omni. They sent in an application, one of thousands, never expecting to hear back.
But they did.
Dr. Omni invited them to his exclusive-reclusive island off the coast of the mainland. He had named it Rum, after his ancestral island off the western coast of Scotland where he was a Laird. There was a giant castle there where he resided. His rates for treatment were sky high, but Don was desperate to help his sexy Chinese-American wife.
And so, Don and Jennifer arrived on a small schooner at the docks on one cloudy, rainy day. Broadmoor Castle loomed above them. It was a perfect recreation of the castle on earth. The pilot of the schooner, a man named Androl, took them in.
They were met at the giant front door by two beautiful blonde twin girls, perhaps 18 years of age. They looked to be twins.
"You must be Don and Jennifer," said one of them. "I am Aargati." She leaned forward and ritually kissed them both.
"And I am Aaragati," said the other, repeating what her sister just did.
"Welcome to Broadmoor Castle!" they both said together.
"The doctor is most anxious to meet you," said Aargati, flashing him a smile. The woman, both of them, actually, ooozed raw, vital sexuality. They could have been speaking a string of numbers and it would have come out of them in a strongly flirtatious, sexual way.
Jennifer flashed Don a nervous look, but he just took her arm and marched her forward.
They were led into a drawing room with a roaring giant fireplace. They had viewed holos of Doctor Omni but were still not prepared for what they were about to see.
The man was huge. Not merely tall, though he was, at seven feet tall towering over them, but the muscles! Even through his business suit they could see the bulges in his arms and legs! He was
tremendous
! He was also completely bald with a big, oval shaped head and a very strong jaw and dark eyes.
He was talking to a young couple, a blonde woman and a dark haired man, who were besides themselves with joy.
"Thank you, Master!" the blonde cried. She reached up on tiptoes and gave him a strong hug.
"Thank you, Master!" said the man. "We are forever in your debt!"
"We'll hear from you again? When we get back to the city?" the blonde asked anxiously.
"Of course," said Omni.
The woman noticed Don and Jennifer for the first time. "Master has other guests! We are taking his precious time! We must go!" She took the man by the hand and quickly walked out of the room.
"Master?" said Don.
"A term of endearment," said Omni. He extended his hand. "You must be Don."
"Yes," said Don, shaking Omni's hand. Even his hand was giant. After shaking hands for a moment, Don tried to pull away. But Omni wouldn't let go. He held onto Don's hand for a long moment. Don look frustrated and concerned trying to pull away, even as Omni gave him a pitying look. Only when he stopped pulling did Omni give just a hint of a smile and release him. The entire exchange took place in just a few seconds. Jennifer didn't even notice.
"And you must be Jennifer." Omni took her hand and kissed it.
"Oooooh," Jennifer smiled.
"Welcome to Broodmoor Castle," said Omni.
"Who were those people we just saw?" Jennifer asked.
"My previous clients."
"Did they have the same... problem... we do?" Jennifer asked.
"No." Omni smiled. "The problem was the man's, not the woman's. He didn't know what he needed to do to keep his wife."
"And you taught him that?"
"Among other things," said Omni.
"I'm anxious to begin my therapy," said Jennifer. "When can we begin?"
Omni smiled. "We can have our first session after dinner."
*********
The beautiful blonde twins Aargati and Aaragati served dinner, wearing scandalous cocktail waitress dresses which showed more of their breasts than they hid. After their initial introduction at the castle entrance Don had no idea which one was Aargati and which one was Aaragati.
"Here's your space meat, Mrs. Whistler," said Aargati, putting a plate down by Jennifer.
"And here is
your
space meat, Mr. Whistler," said Aaragati, giving him a sultry look as she bent over him, coincidentally allowing him to look down her dress at her big, blonde tits.
"Thank you, Aargati," said Don.
"
I'm
Aargati," said Aargati.
"And
I'm
Aaragati," said Aaragati.
"If you're confused, I'm the better kisser," said Aargati.
"And if you're still confused, I'm the better ride," said Aaragati.
