Continued from Louise Bellman's Clinic

One day Louise received a letter asking if she would be prepared to treat a young man who was very timid and sexually repressed. It was explained that he was orphaned at the age of ten and had lived with his aunt ever since. He was now in his late-teens and had no experience of girls at all. Apparently his aunt was very domineering and the man, Richard, had effectively become her slave.

Apparently she had not been satisfied with his level of obedience and had contacted someone from the Institute who pretended agreement with her and suggested that she let them arrange suitable corrective treatment. She was told that an experienced nurse/therapist would be ready to examine him and make him undergo various unpleasant and embarrassing treatments. If she liked she could arrange to visit the clinic and discuss the problem and the treatment.

A few days after that the meeting was arranged. Louise normally made a point of arranging her front office to appear warm and inviting. On this occasion she rearranged it, moving hard wooden chairs into the room in place of the more comfortable ones and replacing the friendly pictures and items with more austere, functional images. The heating was also turned down.

Other changes were made. A metal trolley, for example, was brought in an on it were place several items of hospital equipment, including a syringe, some forceps, and an enema bag and tube. She also changed her attire, choosing a plain nurse's uniform with long sleeves and skirt. She wore a little makeup to make herself look older and more severe and put on a pair of glasses with plain glass. Her hair was put up in a bun. Such was the transformation that few of her previous visitors would have recognized her.

The aunt, Beatrice, was well-dressed and a quite attractive lady of about fifty. She would have looked more attractive still, had her demeanour been less harsh. But she obviously approved of the austere, no-nonsense arrangement of the place and Louise's own appearance. "I can see immediately that I have made a good decision in arrange for my nephew, Richard, to come here for treatment."

She explained that she had had to look after the boy for many years and until recently he had been well-behaved and obedient. Of late he had started to develop bad habits. "He does not wash himself properly and he allows his underpants to become soiled. I have even seen marks in them that prove he has been masturbating," she continued. "I hope you will be able to deal with him. I apologise if you find such behaviour offensive."

Louise explained that she had plenty of experience in treating a wide variety of strange personalities and disorders, and that she would certainly not have any problem dealing with her nephew. It was arranged that Richard would visit the next day.

For his visit Louise kept the office in a style more austere than usual and again dressed and made herself up severely. She found she rather enjoyed presenting herself in this strict manner. The young man was clearly accustomed to a submissive role. She decided to wear a simple blue nurse's dress which fastened with popper studs at the front. The hem was just short of knee length and the sleeves came half-way to the elbows. She attached a white starched cotton apron. Her uniform gave her the pretended appearance of being professional and functional, but underneath she wore only a pair of white lacy knickers. But even without a bra, the dress fitted closely enough to show well her figure.

"Come in," Louise called out on hearing a quiet knock on the door. As Richard entered, she saw that he was a thin and rather timid youth, looking younger than his 19 years. She told him to sit down on the armchair by the desk and proceeded to ask some questions about himself, his name, date of birth, where he lived, his diet and lifestyle. The questions began in a very neutral, harmless style, but gradually became more personal. "I want you to be completely honest with me while you attend my clinic. And I want you to do everything I ask. You may find some of the things I ask are rather embarrassing, but you should not be ashamed at anything you say to me, or any behaviour you display with me."

Louise stood in front of where Richard was sitting and, placing her hands on the armrests on either side of him, leaned towards him. "The reason you are here is so that I can help you overcome some personal difficulties that I understand are troubling you. I am going to take your pulse and blood pressure now, and then we are going into the treatment room where I shall examine you more closely."

She spent some time on these preliminary tests, noting how the numbers went up a when she asked personal questions. She asked him if he had a girlfriend and if he ever had sex with a girl. He began to blush and Louise noted his pulse became faster. He was almost too shy to reply, but managed to answer in the negative. She asked if he masturbated, and how often, when and where, and what he thought about at the time. She wrote down her questions, his replies, and the effect on his pulse and blood pressure.

Satisfied with the preliminaries, she ordered him to go into the treatment room and strip down to his underpants and wait for her there. He had expected to be told to undress completely, and might have been most ashamed at being seen naked by the nurse. As it was he was embarrassed even more, since he was wearing a very feminine pair of ladies knickers, which his aunt made him wear. Also, the knickers were soiled with the accumulation of one weeks' traces of body fluids and wastes. It was cool in the room and he started to shiver.

When Louise came in she made him stand straight against the wall to measure his height and then weighed him, all the time positioning herself very close to him.

"Lie down now on the examination table, face down. Place your legs slightly apart with your feet in the recesses. Good, thank you. You seem rather tense so I am going to give you a little massage to relax you."

She did not immediately comment on his attire.

The massage was soothing enough, but quite firm when she kneaded on the muscles of his back and limbs. Louise worked up from the legs toward his buttocks, and as she did so pushed the material deeper into his cleft, thus exposing both his arse cheeks. Then working from above, she massaged the small of his back. Without warning she pushed his knickers down in order to continue the strokes right down over his buttocks, and into the top of the crease just above his anal opening.

Louise was starting to become excited at the docile youth, especially as he was wearing ladies knickers. She could feel her vaginal secretions beginning to dribble out of her cunt and dampen the gusset of her knickers.

After a while she remarked, "I see that you like to wear pretty undies, with nice soft material. I hope you don't mind my remarking but I like to see them on a boy. But you seem to have made them a bit dirty, how did that happen?"

Poor Richard did not want to say, but as Louise prompted him he gradually admitted the truth, reddening more than ever but at the same time becoming more excited. "I take a pair of my aunt's knickers that she has worn, and masturbate into them. And after I go to the bathroom I don't wipe myself completely before I pull them on."

"And what does it feel like to do this, do you enjoy soiling her knickers?" Louise asked.

"I feel very excited at the time - really naughty to be making them dirty, and ejaculating into them. But sometimes my aunt finds out and then she makes me wear the same ones for the whole of the next week. At the end of every day I have to show them to her and she asks me how I got them so dirty. I feel very embarrassed to be telling you nurse. I expect you think it is disgusting, but I hope you won’t be angry with me or offended."

"No, of course I am not offended. I don't think it is at all disgusting. But I think it would be better if you bought some sexy panties of your own, then you would enjoy it more and your aunt would not find out. I am going to pull these filthy things right down and remove them. And then I am going clean your arse properly where you didn’t wipe; then I’ll squeeze some cream into you. You will find it very soothing, especially as you are a bit sore in your bum."

She pulled on some latex surgical gloves and cleaned between his buttock with a damp cloth, then took a jar from the draw and filled a small nylon bag with it. The bag had attached to it a plastic tube and nozzle which allowed her to expel the cream. She squeezed it gently until a little cream emerged from the nozzle, which she smeared to help lubricate it.

"I am now going to penetrate your anus and so you must try to relax as much as possible." Before she pushed the nozzle into him she entered him with a gloved finger. "I am first checking the resistance of your sphincter so please clench your buttocks .. good ... now unclench ... good, and again ... OK, again ... and once more. Good, no problems in that area. You have excellent muscle control. Thank you Richard, I am sorry if that was embarrassing but you were very good about it."

Louise could feel that any excrement was now forced down toward the anal opening, and as she withdrew her finger saw that it was smeared with the brown substance. She wiped it on her apron, leaving brown stains across the front.

Richard was becoming excited, and was reassured by the empathy shown to him by the nurse. The tube felt cold as it entered him, but it was amazingly soothing. The quantity seemed quite large as it steadily filled his rectum. He began to feel more and more relaxed and realised that he might empty himself. As if reading his thoughts, Louise said, "the cream is designed to soothe and relax you. It contains a special softening agent which mixes with your stool and also a relaxant which will make it easy for you to expel. I want you to turn over now so I can massage your abdomen in order to work the cream right through your colon."

Louise was surprised as the size of the boys penis, since he was otherwise small and slim. She became excited at the thought of handling it.

"I expect it embarrasses you if I see your sexual parts, so I will put some pants on you to protect your modesty. The cream will make it difficult for you to retain your stool and you won’t want to mess on the table."

She opened another drawer and took out a pair of plastic incontinence pants and pulled them on him. They were elasticated at the waist and leg openings.

"I am going to massage your abdomen in the direction toward the top of your bowel, and then back down. Yes, that's right, keep your legs apart. While I am working downward you will feel the contents pushed toward your rear opening. If you feel you are about to evacuate, just relax and let it come out. I wont be offended if you do it in your pants so try not to be embarrassed."

Despite the words, he was still very concerned about disgracing himself in front of the nurse. She could feel how tense he was.

"Does it embarrass you to defecate in front of me? If so there is no need to be, just relax."

As she worked she allowed her hands to travel right down to his crotch and to touch lightly over his burgeoning erection. Richard expelled his waste steadily into the pants, and there was so much that a small amount escaped onto the white plastic cover of the table. It was very soft as it came out. Louise was standing right up against the table, and a little fell onto her apron, soiling it, but she did not seem to notice. The cream and massaging was obviously very effective at flushing the bowels and a large quantity emerged.

In order to extract the last of his bowel contents, she made him lift his legs with the backs of his knees against her shoulders. As she leant forward, the pressure on his colon expelled the remainder.

"I am going to clean you up now. Come to the stool in the shower area, and lean right over with your hands and feet on the floor …... yes like that Richard. Good."

She undid the straps of the pants allowing it to fall away, then took some cotton wool and gently wiped the excrement away from between his legs. She did not try to prevent some of it spilling onto her uniform.

"Don't be concerned about messing up my uniform. Nurses uniforms are always getting dirty, especially with the treatments that I do, and it doesn’t upset me to soil my uniform. Now I have to wipe in all your intimate places to get you really clean."

She used some wet-wipes to clean him finally, making sure she wiped into every crevice. As she was performing this he said he wanted to urinate.

"Of course, just pee now as I finish wiping you, don’t worry about me seeing you do it."

Louise felt yet another wave of arousal as she felt his flesh stiffen and a stream of hot pee jetted out of him. By now her knickers were very wet and she was looking forward to stroking his massive rod. Soon she had the boy clean and dry, and ready for the next part of the treatment. She wiped down the table, put aside his soiled pants and pulled on another pair of surgical gloves. "Go and lie on your back on the table with your legs apart. Lay your arms along the sides ……. Good."

"I have to test that your sexual function is normal and this is a very tricky part of the treatment. I have to make sure that you do not try to grope or maul me so I am going to restrain you."

She fastened straps around his ankles, upper arms and forearms to secure him. The restraints were leather but padded inside for comfort, and completely secure.

"Now I want you to watch me as I take my uniform off. I have to test that you can ejaculate normally, and it is important you are sufficiently aroused to perform adequately."

She unfastened her apron, carefully folded it and put it into a basket for dirty laundry. She then unbuttoned her dress, slowly from the top down to gradually reveal her firm and nicely shaped breasts. Her state of excitement was causing her long nipples to stand out prominently from their large, dark aureoles. She stood beside him, dressed only in her knickers and parted her legs. She took one of his hands and placed the fingertips on the underside of her knickers, where the material was soaked with her juices.

"Richard, you are a very naughty boy. Do you realise that the sight of your great big penis made your nurse think about having it in her vagina and that made her cream her knickers. Like this. Feel how damp I've got them because of you, feel the gusset all slimy with my juice. I expect you'd like to masturbate into them. Wouldn’t you, Richard."

She undid the ties at the sides and pulled the garment away, revealing her large mass of auburn cunt hair, glistening now with a drops of her juice.

"Now watch me while I finger my cunt."

She started a stop-watch and began frigging herself, just inches from his face, but then stopped as soon as he began to harden. "Not bad, 20 seconds."

Next she took her panties and placed them over his penis.

"You are going to ejaculate into my panties, I know you want to do that, and I am going to time how long it takes. I want you to imagine you are putting it into my cunt and fucking me hard. …. Oh yes, my cunt which is nice and wet now, I am thinking about your thick fat rod ramming into me …. spraying my insides with all that thick, gooey cream."

With that she straddled his face his legs and lowered herself onto his face, pushing against his nose, even rubbing her wet slit on it and using it to fuck at the entry to her cunt. Then she took her sodden panties and gently drew them all over Richard’s chest and belly. Louise then draped them over his shaft making sure the tip was right against the gusset, now sopping wet with her juice. "Come on now you dirty boy, spunk for your nurse. Spunk into nurse’s sexy knickers …. Yes, that’s a good boy, do it now, see how much you can spurt ... get them real nasty and cummy yes that's it, right into the gusset. Can you feel where I’ve made them wet, can you feel my cunt juice against your prick. ….. Ah, good, I can feel it all come out of you …. Wow, it’s a lot, there’s so much I feel it all coming right though the material .. oh, you dirty boy, you’re making my panties all nasty with your slimy cum. Yes, you're making me wet myself again. She rode him hard, forcing his nose as deep as she could and pressing her clit against the tip. She knew she was pouring massively and it was running into the body’s nostrils. Yes, that’s good Richard, like that…. yes!! ... yesss!!! …YESSSS!!!!!"

Even after he had shot his load, he continued to jerk and thrash against the restraints. He gasped for breath, unable to inhale through his nose which was awash with her juice which kept pouring out of her. When she had calmed down, she looked at him. Her juice was running out of his nostrils and his face was covered. Louise wondered what it would be like to keep him in that state, controlling his feeding, his urination and bowel movements, and of course his sexual state. untied him. But then she decided to untie him.

"Get dressed now. I will keep your aunt’s knickers for analysis of your sperm. You can wear my soggy wet panties if you like. I am pleased to tell you that everything is normal. I will tell your aunt that you have been most cooperative but she should send you again to me in two weeks time for further treatment."