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Theatre of My Dreams

Chapter 6 : Electrotherapy

Soon Drs. Helga and Brigitte returned. Doctor Annette returned my head and arms to the previous positions, strapped my arms and clamped my head as before. Doctor Brigitte started the procedure of releasing my foreskin from the stretching instrument. All the rings were released to the unexpanded position, the catheter was removed, and the cylinder was carefully raised. The clamp at the base of my penis was removed. My penis was now soft. Doctor Helga took it in her hand and examined it.

“Excellent. Doctor Brigitte has done a wonderful job, David. You will find that your foreskin is much easier to retract. I’m sure you will be very pleased with the result. Your haemorhoids will not trouble you any more either. That operation was also very successful. Conventional doctors would have recommended surgery for both those conditions but Doctor Brigitte and I have developed these techniques that not only give superior results but are painless.”

“Thank you, doctor. Thank you Doctor Helga . Thank you Doctor Brigitte,”

All three doctors were close to me all looking into my eyes. I could smell the latex. I could see the form of their breasts and nipples. My heart began to race. The monitor must have shown this.

“Alright, David,” said Doctor Annette, please breathe deeply.”

Doctor Helga was beside me.

“ We are now going to proceed with electrotherapy, David. This is your last treatment but is quite long and very intense. This is where we appreciate the skills of Doctor Annette even more than so far. You just have to relax and let us take you into places you have never been before,”

My heart raced again and my penis tried to rise. I then saw Doctor Annette fill a syringe with the blue liquid, and she injected it into my left arm. Doctor Brigitte then wheeled another trolley close to the chair; again fitted with an arm carrying various fixtures and a cable from the fixtures went to a control box on the trolley. She then took some gel from a tube and spread it all over my penis and scrotum. You can imagine the pleasure, and my penis quickly became erect and hard. Doctor Brigitte then injected gel into my urethra. The arm was rotated over my penis, and Doctor Brigitte proceeded to fit my penis with the accessories. The arm was lowered and three rings clamped round my penis; at the base, the mid part and having retracted my foreskin the third ring was clamped to my glans; these rings having wires from them into the cable and then to the control box. A metal rod was then lowered into my urethra down as far as it would go without undue pressure – I guessed it was pressing on my prostate. This rod also had wires to the control box. Doctor Brigitte pressed a button on the fixture and the rod began to move up and down in my urethra.

“Is that comfortable, David,” she asked.

“Yes, doctor”, I replied.

Doctor Brigitte pressed the button again, bringing the rod to a halt deep inside my urethra. Another fixture was lowered this time towards my scrotum. Doctor Brigitte lifted my scrotum and positioned a plate under my scrotum and rested my scrotum on the nine probes, each about two inches high, on the plate. Then a second similar plate with probes, upturned, was lowered on top of my scrotum and its height adjusted so that my scrotum was firmly sandwiched between the two groups of nine probes on the plates. Wires from these probes were attached to the control box. Doctor Helga had been overseeing these proceedings and now, while Doctor Brigitte continued to make adjustments to the fixtures, Doctor Helga covered her fingers with the gel and inserted them into my anus. She penetrated deeply and moved her fingers all around inside of me to ensure that the gel was thoroughly coating my inside, including my prostate, I expected. She removed her fingers and then inserted into me, an instrument which was long, and narrow, apart from a bulbous end. Wires from the end of the instrument were connected to the controller. Doctor Helga spent some time manoeuvering the instrument before I felt it being expanded not too much, but enough for me to feel it pressing firmly inside me. Doctor Helga now moved towards me snapping a fresh pair of latex gloves onto those wonderful hands. She took my nipples between her fingers, pulled and pinched them between her fingers. I gasped with delight. She continued to pull and pinch and pull and pinch. I moaned with delight.

“I am testing the sensitivity of your nipples, David.” Doctor Helga whispered.

Her voice had become more sensual. She then placed a cup over each nipple – suction cups that I have seen before. There were two tubes from each cup; one long tube connected to a small pump; the other short with a wire connected to the controller. The suction was applied and my nipples rose and swelled. Doctor Helga then pressed down the short tube on my right nipple and I saw a needle being pushed towards and then into my nipple. She repeated this on my other nipple.

Doctor Helga now sat on a stool behind me alongside Doctor Annette.

“We are going to lower your back, David, for this treatment.”

The back of the chair was lowered so that I was lying almost flat, with my legs still raised. I could now see Drs. Helga and Annette above me.

“Are you comfortable, David?”

“Yes, doctor”, I replied, captivated by the sight of these two beautiful erotic creatures looking down at me.

I then saw that the controller to which all the wires were connected was connected to a computer, which Doctor Helga had positioned beside her; Doctor Annette had her electrode monitoring equipment alongside her.

“ Is everything ready, doctor”. Doctor Helga was addressing Doctor Brigitte who nodded silently.

Doctor Annette then took two syringes with long thin needles and moved to the foot of the chair and sat between my legs. She swabbed my buttocks and injected deep into both my buttocks. I immediately felt my body again collapse into the deep padding of the chair. Doctor Annette again swabbed my buttocks and as if to comfort me gently stroked them, her hands also stroking my perineum. I sighed as Doctor Annette returned to her seat behind me.

“Now, David, to get the greatest affect from this treatment we are going to cover your face completely in a rubber shroud into which is fitted a full mask over your nose and mouth through which I will administer the gases” Doctor Annette explained.

“You will be able to signal me if you are in extreme distress by pressing this button.”

She gave me a press-button in my left hand.

“We also will cutout all sounds except that we will be able to speak to you through our microphones and the earphones fitted inside the shroud.”

Doctor Annette now placed a black rubber mask over my nose and mouth, and then stretched over my face and head a black rubber shroud, fitting the earpieces within the shroud onto my ears.

“If you can you hear me, David, press your button” It was Doctor Helga’s voice and I pressed the button.

“Are you comfortable, David? If so press the button.” Again I pressed the button.

“Good, David. Just relax and enjoy.”

Now started a sequence of electro-stimulation, which kept me on the edge of orgasm for, I guess, twenty minutes. Initially stimulus was applied to individual “zones”. First, the rings round my penis were energized; in sequence - bottom then middle then top, then middle, then bottom and so on. As each wave was completed the intensity was increased then decreased; giving the affect of two waves in synchronism; one from the varying position of stimulus, the other from the varying intensity. The penis stimulus was then stopped and the probes contacting my scrotum were energized, again with varying sequences and varying intensity to give the double wave affect. I could feel my testicles being stimulated sometimes in synchronism and sometimes out of phase. It was a feeling impossible to describe. Then the urethral probe was energized and in addition to the varying frequency and intensity of electrical stimulus, the probe was moved up and down my urethra. It was now becoming unbearable pleasure and Doctor Annette must have sensed this, and the flow of gas was increased allowing me to take deep gasps.

“That’s good, David, take in as much gas as you can”, Doctor Annette whispered into my earpiece.

Then without stopping the urethral stimulus, the anal stimulus was started. It really now was too much – but Doctor Annette somehow held me on the edge.

“Breathe deeply, David; deep into your lungs” she repeated several times in a whisper.

And then stimulus was applied to my nipples. It was now feeling wonderful. And then the penis ring stimulus was started again; and then the scrotal stimulus. The complete “orchestra” was now “playing in tune”. Throughout the procedure I assumed that Drs. Helga and Annette closely monitored my reactions; Doctor Helga adjusting the stimulation intensity and changing the sequencing and Doctor Annette adjusting the flow of gas at times to intensify the sensuality and more often to ensure that I didn’t ejaculate.

Doctor Brigitte continuously manipulated the urethral probe and anal probe simultaneously releasing and increasing the contact with my prostate from both directions. The probes pressing onto my scrotum were driving intense waves through my testicles. My nipples were receiving slow applications of intense stimulus. My whole body was physically totally relaxed but totally in a state of intense erotic pleasure. All three doctors almost constantly whispering softly and sensually to me amplified the erotic intensity. Despite the shroud I could feel the doctors close to me.

After, as I say, about twenty minutes I could feel a subtle change in the stimulation and the flow of gas was changed to that with the strong sensual odour. I could feel the intensity increase at the anal probe and Doctor Brigitte was now working that deeply into my prostate. The intensity of the stimulation of the eighteen probes through my scrotum to my testicles was gradually raised to an almost unbearable level, as was the stimulation of my nipples. The frequency of all the stimulations were now in synchronism and it was as if the doctor, Helga I assumed, was searching for the right frequency to get maximum orgasm.

But when it seemed that she had hit that frequency and the orgasm was welling up deep inside me, so the frequency was subtly changed and I was held from climaxing. So it continued and if I had not been held rigidly I must have been writhing in response to the stimulation – yet my muscles were so relaxed that I did not feel any straining except for my penis, which must have been extended beyond any previous amount. After some minutes the intensity levels were subtly changed and now seemed to be changing in a wave-like sequence. The frequency was then switched to the critical setting. It did not take long for me to feel the start of the orgasm from deep within me. But miraculously it proceeded slowly but intensely. The doctors now all whispered.

“Don’t rush, David.” “You don’t yet need to climax.” “Enjoy the pleasure.”

So for several minutes I was able to suppress the instinct to ejaculate. It was then that I felt a doctor’s hands stroke my inner thighs and perineum. Was that good! The penis stimulation frequency was increased and no longer could I hold back.

“You’re ready now, David” Doctor Helga whispered.

I felt it reach my prostate and testicles. As the first release came I felt the urethral probe being removed, and a doctor gently stroked my exposed glans with her gloved finger. The stimulation continued as I ejaculated, and ejaculated as I never had done or believed was possible. The repeated spurts of ejaculation were so intense; under such pressure. At last the stimulation was reduced and stopped. I felt a change in the gas odour and I fell asleep.

I awoke to the sight of the three doctors standing over me. They were now dressed in their white pvc uniforms, still wearing surgical masks and white rubber boots.

All the equipment and all my restraints had been removed, my legs were rested in the comfortable sitting position and I was comfortably sitting upright. Doctor Annette handed me a drink, which I gratefully took.

“How are you feeling, David. Good, I hope.” Doctor Helga’s eyes were smiling at me as she took my hand.

“Very good, thank you, doctor; you have such wonderful hands”.

“Your medical treatment has been very successful, David.

“You may shower now, David, and when you have dressed please come through to the room marked “Departure Suite”. We would appreciate it if you would leave your fee in the envelope on the table in that room.”