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“Alright baby, I just want you to relax.” I let out a deep sigh. Dr. Rodriguez put her hands on my shoulders. The other doctor was still looking on. He was staring directly at my cock in the cage. Dr. Rodriguez began to slowly increase the pressure until there was a slight pop. My asshole pinched in around what I presumed was a small strap on. She slid it in a bit further until I felt the fabric on her clothing along with the harness it was attached to.
I let out another soft breath. Dr. Rodriguez began to pull out some and then push back in. Slowly at first while increasing pace. I loved the lubrication feeling in my ass and the pressure barely hitting my prostate. It seemed like enough for me. I was hard as I could be. Even with the other doctor watching. I admitted to myself that I kind of enjoyed this feeling of being exposed. I liked the vulnerability.
Dr. Rodriguez began to increase her pacing by thrusting a little bit further and faster with each push inside my ass. I could feel the cum building inside my cock. The other doctor studied me carefully. He probably thinks less of me. A beta man. He would never willingly swap positions with me. It was amazing feeling the initial pressure of the strap on. A couple minutes go by and Dr. Rodriguez had really opened me up. It was ecstasy. “Now, I know you may think you’re enjoying this, but I think we’ve warmed you up enough,” Dr. Rodriguez said in between gripping my shoulders tightly.
The other doctor finally introduced himself. “My name is Doctor Banks. Now, I read a bit of your file. I wanted to do some reeducation on the aspects currently presenting themselves to you in your relationship with Hannah.” At this moment as Dr. Banks was talking, Dr. Rodriguez completely pulled out of my now loosened ass and began to mettle with some other stuff behind me. I continued to pay my attention towards Dr. Banks.
“The world needs beta men. There is nothing to be ashamed of. In fact, beta men are said to be an adaption of life so as to not overpopulate. It’s literally written in some men’s DNA. Like yourself for instance. But you enjoy pleasure all the same. As does Hannah. And we want you to feel what penis size and dominance can do for you. And for Hannah. And the relationship. I don’t want to think all women want a massive man all the time. It’s a perfect length when you’re in this zone.” He pointed my attention back to the chart. 6-8 inches. Give or take.
Dr. Rodriguez chimed in. “Okay. I’m going to need you to really relax now. Really bend over and arch your back for me. Yes. Just like that.” I did so in compliance. I’ll admit. I was a bit eager for this part of my reeducation process. Dr. Rodriguez used her feet a bit to spread my legs open a bit more. A felt her drop a little bit more lubricant on my slightly opened asshole. How kind of her.
The cold lube was pushed in from the girth of the now bigger cock. The pressure kept building. It didn’t stop right before the end like the first one did. I could understand it now. Wanting to be properly filled. The strap on was now deep inside me. My g-spot was being pressed more consistently now. I couldn’t fight the urge to slightly moan. “That’s natural. It’s okay if you want to moan louder. We’re going to properly relieve you and show you can cum in your cage.” Dr. Rodriguez coaching me to take it only made me squirm and tremble even more. I loved this.
I was taking it so well. I began to really let go. My moans were growing louder. I understood why this was the perfect size. It was activating something inside me. To be filled up. It felt soooooo good. I felt the pulsing in my cock. I began leaking. Long strings of my cum were sticking to my cage and extending out onto the desk. I couldn’t resist. It was too good.
The next stroke Dr. Rodriguez gave me pushed me over the edge. I couldn’t take it. Despite being locked in cock purgatory., I began to have a full orgasm in my cage. The dopamine hit me so hard as I was cumming while being filled up. My asshole was still getting stretched as the pulses of my cock released so much cum that had been stored. The desk was coated with cum. A large pool had formed with much of it dripping over the side.
Dr. Rodriguez finally slowed and pulled out. I felt the air on my ass as I was gaping a bit. It felt soooooo good to be in this state of ecstasy. I knew I was feeling submissive. I didn’t even care what Dr. Banks might think of me. Dr. Rodriguez gave me a towel to clean off. She indicated it would be okay to get dressed again. She had made her point.
As I got redressed, I began to head out of the office. The session had concluded. In the hallway, I bumped into Eliza. She wished me well and said she had hoped everything went well. I told her Dr. Rodriguez is amazing. She offered in kind to return anytime I felt like it. I bid her goodbye and got home. It was embarrassing to think about how much of the session Eliza knew about. She had to have known what goes on in there. I completely lost myself. But to have release was everything.
I had felt so much weight leave my balls from earlier. I was practically skipping when I returned home. I gave Hannah a big hug and kiss. Somehow, I felt more content in my relationship. Maybe it was the pent up cum that had clouded my feelings for Hannah. Maybe not. Either way, I couldn’t help but feel more understanding of Hannah and her needs.
I didn’t know it, but Hannah wanted to explore with me. She wanted to let me in on the sexual prowess of her mind. We cuddled on the couch and she was stroking my arm. “You know, I appreciate all the work you’ve put in baby. I know it was difficult at Eliza’s office. But you know I always love you.” I forgot that she had always been in the know for this. “And……I want more. But I want you to be okay with it.” I was taken aback a bit.
I mean Hannah does deserve to have her needs fulfilled. But I couldn’t help but think of my jealousy. It would be a double standard of course. I mean, I’ve been with Mia and I guess it would be considered more than a regular doctor’s appointment with Dr. Rodriguez. “Yeah, I get that baby. How about this, as long as we keep each other in the loop, we can work it out. How’s that sound?” Hannah smiled back at me. “Oh honey, you know I’ll let you do whatever you need to do to understand this. But I don’t want to lose my edge in power over you. Like keeping you locked up. And frankly, I want my freedom to choose. You understand? Right?”
“Yeah….. sure. Yeah. No. That works. I’m glad we get each other. It’s all good baby.” Hannah embraced me. She loved me for me. We spent the rest of the night together in each other’s arms. I even started to truly embrace these feelings. I wasn’t angry anymore. Still jealous. But not mad. I think maybe my own satisfaction was getting in the way of understanding my rightful humiliation.
I could tell my mindset was changing. I was starting to embrace this lifestyle change. I liked that other people have been involved. I thought about this as Hannah and I continued on as normal in our relationship. The romantic nights in. The date nights. The hard life situations. I loved being in my rightful spot in my cage. I was comfortable in this. The only thing I was unsure of is having people I knew knowing this.
I don’t think I could do that. Especially not my friends. As long as I let them continue to think of me as one of them, I would be happy. But I wanted Hannah to be happy more than anything. And when Hannah asks for something, I’ll get it for her.
Hannah and I were getting intimate a couple nights later and she initiated. “Baby, do you think I could get some cock?” I gulped a little. But of course I gave her my permission. “Don’t worry. This could be fun. How about this. I’m going to swipe through SnapChat recent convos. Whoever I land on, is going to get a flirty message. How’s that sound?” “Great. Yeah. Go ahead.” She opened the app and clicked on the user she landed on. I held my breath. God dammit. Jackson was a lucky man. I didn’t like this choice out of all of the possible options.
“What if we pick another. You know, maybe not one of my friends?” “No, it’s okay baby. Those were the rules. Besides, who knows, this could be a test of your friendship. Haha. Also, we agreed to this. Let’s not pretend you didn’t get to be with Mia. Or, her fucking you practically.” I signed reluctantly. “I’m going to take a quick selfie. Be right back!”
Hannah came out from the bathroom a bit later and showed me the pic. It was a mirror selfie of her in her night time crop top and fuzzy booty shorts. The shorts were hiked up revealing a good portion of both her ass cheeks. The fat from her ass overshadowing her thick thighs. Fuckkkkkkkkkkkk. She looked so tasty. I knew it was over for me. Hannah looked at my disappointment. “Awwww. Don’t look so sad cucky. You still get to worship me. Don’t you? You look sad. Your lack of appreciation for your mistress is pissing me off. Your punishment will be a reflection of your lack of enthusiasm.” “Yes mistress.”