After my grueling session with Gloria, I thought I'd stay away from the clinic for a while. My other experiences there, however, plus my fantasizing about Gloria and the other nurses at the clinic, forced me to conclude what I really knew from the start: I couldn't stay away for long. I decided to try the Ejaculation Extraction session next, as I had an idea that it would involve milking of some kind, and I became erotically curious. When I called for the appointment, the one I talked to strongly advised to refrain from ejaculation for at least five days prior to the session. I agreed, although I knew it would be difficult to do that.

And indeed it was difficult. After two days, I had frequent persistent erections, and my fantasies ran wild. I was sorely tempted on many occasions to relieve my frustration, but fortunately I thought better of it and managed to avoid it. I felt some seepage from my cock on my drive to the clinic.

I desperately wanted to get started once I was there, and the fifteen minute wait in the reception area served only to heighten my desire.

A petite, dark-haired woman called my name and took me back to the room in the clinic for my session. She introduced herself as Nurse Raven. She wore platform heels, was barelegged, and she wore her crisp white uniform impeccably. I was surprised to find there were two other nurses in the room - Crystal, somewhat tall, very slender, with medium length dishwater-blonde hair, and Lynn, rather petite, with long straight light brown hair. Crystal appeared to be less experienced than the other two.

Crystal and Lynn had already set up the enema for me, and Raven gave me two enemas in succession. The ladies made several remarks about my almost constant state of erection during my enemas and shower.

Raven spoke first after I dried off. "We're going to extract as much ejaculate as we can today, and we'll measure and note the amount in your file in case you want to try again sometime. You will ejaculate several times this afternoon. That's why you were advised to not have any kind of sex for several days. You can tell us later whether or not it was worth it."

Raven directed me to stand with my feet well apart and lean back against the examination table. She squatted in front of me, hiked up her uniform and spread her knees apart. She wore no panties, and I saw her dark brown pubic hair and protruding labia. Crystal, meanwhile, had applied some vegetable oil to her hands and masturbated me to a quick orgasm, collecting my fluid in a container. Raven smiled and said, "The first one's always the easiest. After that, we have to become more creative."

It was a welcome relief to have popped off after five days of restraint. It didn't take long, however, to become erect again, since all three ladies made suggestive comments while they all handled my eager member and ball sac. Three pairs of slippery feminine hands rubbing, pulling, and tugging caused me to spurt again after a short while, and Crystal collected my fluid to add to what I had spent earlier.

Lynn suggested that I get up on the examination table and lie down to relax for a few minutes. The three women lightly and teasingly touched and massaged me all over, and I developed another boner in about fifteen minutes. I was really enjoying the session, especially in view of my five-day abstinence.

Lynn brought out a sheath-like device with attached tubes and a hand-operated squeeze bulb, generously poured vegetable oil inside the sheath and slipped it over my erection. She adjusted a valve on the squeeze bulb and gave it a few squeezes. every time she squeezed the bulb, the sheath slid toward the tip of my member, and when she released the bulb, the sheath slid back toward the base to swallow my cock. The velvety, slippery feeling each time the sheath slid up and down, was nothing short of exquisite. Raven and Crystal watched in fascination as Lynn, with a bright gleam in her eyes, expertly varied the timing and the length of the strokes.

Raven cupped my testicles in one hand and teased them with the fingers of her other hand. Lynn accelerated the tempo of full, complete squeezes, and a moment thereafter, I groaned and writhed, spurting into the sheath. Lynn removed the equipment and handed it to Crystal, who transferred as much of the semen as possible into the container.

Raven suggested a short break, and brought cool refreshments for all of us. When we had all finished cooling down, Lynn told me to lie on the examination table, and appeared to lead the session.

"Raven, please prepare some ginger, and bring a condom," Lynn instructed. Turning to Crystal, she continued, "Crystal, do you remember a recent disagreement we had, and you made a bet?"

Crystal's face took on a worried look and she slowly replied, "Y-yesss."

"I'll repeat your exact words," Lynn continued, "You said, and I quote - 'I'll bet your birch against the loser's ass'... Now you thought that you were going to get to birch me, didn't you? But I knew that you'd lose the wager, and you now know that you've lost. Rick, turn over and let Raven insert the fresh ginger suppository."

Raven had crafted an oblong suppository from fresh ginger root. The suppository was about an inch-and-a-half long and a little over a half inch thick. She snapped on a disposable glove and pushed the ginger up inside until it rested against my prostate. I felt a warm feeling from inside, and developed a firm erection. I later learned that this is an effect of the ginger suppository.

"On your back now," cooed Raven, and slipped the condom on me.

"Crystal," Lynn instructed, "please take off all your clothes. You may keep your shoes on if you like."

Crystal looked over to Lynn, glanced at me, and turned back to Lynn. "You mean... Does this mean..."

"Yes, it does," Lynn stated. "I'm going to give you the birching that you deserve. Now off with your clothes, and get on top of Rick," she said in a firm tone.

In a manner that conveyed her doubt that any of this was happening, Crystal mechanically removed her uniform and her panties, keeping her white sneakers on. She slowly climbed on the table and put her knees on either side of mine, straddling me in a crawling position. My boner stiffened as Crystal hovered there.

Raven spread some lubricant on my condom. "Lay down, dear," she said, nudging her so that she got down on top of me. "Okay, let's put this inside you, now," Raven gently directed. Crystal complied and my stiff member, aided by Raven's hand, slipped inside Crystal's pussy. She swallowed my erection inside her vagina, and softly moaned.

I looked to the side and saw Lynn shaking water off the birch, which consisted of several switches about twenty four inches long, bound together at one end to form a handle. Apparently the birch had been soaking in brine for a few days. Lynn whisked it rapidly a few times.

"Make sure he stays inside you," admonished Lynn, "or I'll give you extra. When you feel this, I know you won't want any extra. Rick, put your arms around her and hold her tight - she's likely to be jumpy when she feels the birch."

I put one arm around Crystal's lower back, and placed my other arm around her shoulders. I wondered if there was something else behind the fact that Crystal was getting a birching. Are she and Lynn rivals, or roommates, or lovers? The feel of her firm smooth legs against mine was a turn-on for me. Since I had already ejaculated three times so far this session, I wasn't about to cum right away, but Crystal's proximity kept me quite hard and erect.

Lynn walked up to where she had easy access to Crystal's bare bottom. Because I was on my back, I could see everything that was happening. Crystal, on the other hand, was face-down on top of me, and she could not see what was happening.

I saw Lynn raise the birch. An instant later, after a brief 'whippp' sound, Crystal's entire body jerked. She yelled "Aahhh!" and kicked her legs up and down a couple of times. Lynn whisked the switches again and Crystal twisted and writhed at the same time as she yelled "Geeez Lynn." Further whisks from the switches resulted in Crystal's almost constant writhing, kicking of her legs, and loud vocal reaction. At the same time, she jerked her hips up and down frequently in a vain attempt to deal with the intense sensation of the birch. I tightened my grip on her.

Lynn paused and said, "Crystal, I don't think you know what a good spanking really feels like. I've seen you dish it out to guys at Discipline Clinic, and you seem to be more harsh than is necessary. I hope this will teach you what it feels like to be on the receiving end."

Lynn resumed her birching of Crystal's bare bottom, giving an energetic whisk once every two to three seconds. Crystal cried out with each stroke. Her constant jerking, writhing, and kicking, along with the ginger suppository, had an arousing effect on me and I knew I couldn't last much longer before ejaculating. About a minute after that, I passionately bucked and spurted as I was wracked by a powerful, intense orgasm. Lynn did not cease administering the birch until after my throes of passion subsided.

Crystal lay trembling in my arms for a minute or two, and Lynn told her to pull off and get up. Crystal gently removed the condom and added the semen to her container, and noted the amount. As she did this, I noticed the many switch lines on her bottom.

The session was pretty much over at that point - I was completely spent, and Crystal said she felt worn out from the birching.

I asked Raven how the staff is matched with their clients for sessions. She mentioned that all appointments, except for those specifically made for Nurse Gloria, are posted for the staff, and that staff members essentially sign up for the particular sessions they're interested in. For me, that meant that all the women in the session today wanted to be there, and likewise for my other sessions.

I opted not to have another shower at the clinic - I wanted to get home and rest.