“I’m going to start with the clamps on your labia, and then I’ll take off the one on your clitoris.”

“Is this going to be as bad as the other ones were?”

“Well, he used the same kind of clamps, but the ones on your lips won’t be too bad. It’ll still hurt but not as bad as your nipples. The one on your clitoris will be rough.”

He gets up and gets more warm water, and then sits back down. I feel one of the clamps move and I know that he’s getting ready to take it off.

“Take a deep breath…”

This time when he takes it off all I do is jump a little. He quickly used the wash cloth and warm water, and massages me. I can tell I’m sensitive where the clamp was, but it’s not overly painful.

“Good girl. Here goes the next one. Deep breath again…”

This one I felt a little more.

“Oww!”

“Shh… Easy… Are you ok now?”

“Yeah, the water really helps.”

“Alright, one last one.”

When he takes the one off my clit, I can’t help but scream. It hurts, but after the initial pain, when the throbbing starts, it hurts so good. My clit feels like it’s 10 times its normal size. It feels like any little touch will send me over the edge.

“I’m going to examine your clitoris to make sure there’s no permanent damage. I know you’re sensitive now, so I will be very gentle.”

I feel him touch beside my clit hood to look at the sides. He then pulls back the skin around it to get a good look at it. Just the cool air on it feels more enhanced. With one hand still holding the skin back, I watch as he takes something off the tray… It’s a large cotton swab.

“I need to make sure that all of your nerves are intact. Let me know if you can feel this…”

At that he rubs the cotton part directly over my clit. I gasp and arch back. My face turns red from embarrassment. I can’t believe I reacted like that. I wish he would touch me like that again.

“Well, that answers that question. There’s no need to be embarrassed. You reacted exactly like I hoped you would.”

He throws the cotton swab in the garbage and turns back toward me.

“Now it’s time to get this toy out. Are you ready?”

“I guess so…”

He puts lube on two of his fingers on his right hand, and holds me open with the other one.

I jump when I feel the coldness of it at my entrance. He spreads it all over me, and uses his fingers to put some on the inside.

“Cam, I need you to push down for me.”

“What do you mean?”

“Use the muscles down here to try to push the toy out of you. Like when you go to the bathroom.”

My face turns red in embarrassment, but I take a deep breath and try to do as he asks. At first I don’t really feel anything.

“I need you try again. I’m hoping you’ll be able to bring the toy out enough for me to get a good grip on it.”

I try to push out again, and this time I feel myself stretching, not only in the front but from the plug too.

“That’s good. A little more.”

“Oww, it hurts.”

I stopped pushing because I couldn’t take anymore.

“Shhh, you’re doing good, but I need you to try it one more time.”

“I can’t it hurts… both of them.”

“I know it does, but that’s a good thing. That means they’re starting to come out.”

“Please, I can’t.”

“Cam, on the count of three you’re going to take a deep breath and push out. It’s going to hurt, but you’re not going to stop until I tell you to.”

I see the determination in his eyes, and hear the authority in his voice. I have to do what he tells me.

“One, two, three… deep breath… push out.”

“AHHH!”

I can’t help but scream when I feel the toy coming out. I feel like I’m on fire down there. It’s worse than when he put it in. I can’t make myself push anymore. I lay there spent. I feel some tugging, and realize he was able to get a grip on it.

“Ok, Cam. You did great. Now, I just want you to relax and breathe… good girl. That’s it…”

It’s like he’s softly whispering, just his voice and the way he’s talking to me makes me close my eyes and try to relax even though I’m hurting. I feel myself stretching again and start to burn again. I realize he’s slowly pulling the toy out. I start to tense up at the pain again, I can’t help but whimper and try to pull away some.

“Shhh… Just stay relaxed. That’s it. It’s almost out…”

“Oww!”

There’s one final strong pain and then it’s finally out. All that’s left is a slight sore type of burning feeling. I feel myself throbbing to my heartbeat. I can feel my entire pelvic region pulsating causing the plug in my ass to bounce. I feel Dr. Cook very gently spread me open again, and insert his finger.

“You did great Cam. Luckily you didn’t tear or anything. You may be sore for a little while, but there’s no permanent damage.”

I feel him spread my cheeks, and I know what’s coming next.

“I can’t take anymore.”

“Yes, you can. The good news is all of the pushing, and pulling the other toy out almost pulled this one out as well. You just have the widest part holding it in. I’m going to apply some more lubricant to your hole, then, I want you to relax your entire body for me.”

I feel the coldness of the lube as he runs it around stretched hole. The coolness helps the burning some.

“Alright, Cam. Just relax. Breathe in and out. That’s a girl. You’re doing great. Just focus on my voice.”

He was talking so soothingly to me, I soon felt myself relax. I just held onto his voice like a lifeline. When I was so relaxed that I wasn’t paying attention to anything but him, I felt this god awful pain back there. It felt like someone had held a lighter to me back there. I jumped and screamed.

“Owww!”

“It’s ok. It’s alright. The worst is over.”

I feel him try to insert something else back there, but I wasn’t having it. I tried to move away from him.

“No!!!”

“Cam! Stop it! Look at me!”

We looked each other in the eyes, I’m not sure what he saw in mine, fear and pain probably. In his I saw sympathy, and also determination. Once he had my attention…

“I’m not going to hurt you, I promise, but I need to examine you to make sure there’s no damage or anything. I’m just going to, very gently, insert my finger. Alright?”

I was breathing like I had just been in a fight, but I felt my breathing start to slow as I looked into his eyes. I nodded my head, and lied back on the bed. I heard the cap on the tube of lube again. Once again the coldness helped sooth the burning throbbing sensation I still had. I tensed when I felt his finger.

“You’re doing good. I’m almost finished.”

I gasped as his finger entered me. It didn’t hurt at all, I was just really sensitive. After a couple of seconds, I winced a little as he pulled out.

“I can’t believe it, but there’s not a single tear anywhere. I’m going to step out and let you get dressed. I’ll be back in few minutes with your discharge papers.”

“Ok, thank you.”

As he left I didn’t want to tell him goodbye. I felt some kind of connection to him. I got dressed and waited on him to come back.

“Alright, I know you said you don’t take pain medicine, but I wrote you a prescription just in case. I’d recommend at least taking a warm bath, that should help soothe your muscles. No sexual activity at all for 6 weeks.”

“You don’t have to worry about that. I don’t think I ever want to have sex again.”

“I hope one day you’ll change your mind. Not everybody is like him.”

“I know, but I can’t get off except on my own, so I thought maybe I was a submissive, since vanilla sex didn’t do it for me. But, I don’t think I can ever handle the other either.”

“Just give it time… I also want you to follow up with your primary care physician, just to make sure you healed properly… Oh, and one more thing…”

I watch him pick up a needle from the counter.

“This is the shot of antibiotics, I also wrote a prescription for more that I want you to take. Just to be on the safe side. Stand up, turn around, and pull your pants down just a little.”

I take a deep breath and do as I’m told. I can sense his presence as he comes up behind me. I feel this swab on my cheek. I can feel the tension and static between us as I wait for the needle. I can even sense his breathing. I wonder if he can feel it too. He clears his throat.

“One, two, three…”

On three, he sticks me with the needle, I don’t even jump or flinch. Sure, I felt the pinch, but there was just something about him standing behind me like that, that made me relish the feeling of the needle, and the slight warm burning sensation as he pushed the medicine into my muscle. I whimpered, but it wasn’t in pain.

“Shh, it’s done.”

He was so close to me it was like he whispered it into my ear. His voice sounded kind of rough and gravelly. I know it wasn’t caused by arousal like my reaction was. He must just have a tickle in his throat. He stepped away and put the needle in the sharps container. I turned back around slowly.

“Here’s your packet of information. If you have any problems at all there’s a card in there with the hospital phone number, you can also call that if you have any questions.”

“Ok, thank you.”

I saw something in his eyes, it was like he didn’t want to say good bye. I didn’t either.

“Well, take care Cam.”

“You too Dr. Cook.”

And with that he walked out the door…

When I got back home I started looking through my packet of information. On the last page taped to the bottom was what looked like a business card. I thought it was for the hospital at first, but on closer inspection, I realized it wasn’t. On the front in pretty electric blue letters were the words Club Mystic. I had never heard of that place before. I carefully untaped it, and turned it over. On the back it said, “Cam, when you’re ready, and if you’re still interested in exploring everything you crave, in a safe and trusted environment… Send an email to the address listed below. In the email you are to address it to Mr. Choy. Only include your name, date of birth, and a phone number. In the subject line write ‘Interested in Learning.’ Someone will contact you shortly after it’s sent. You must do exactly what it says.”

That was it, that’s all it said. There was no signature on it. A part of me hoped it was from Dr. Cook… I guess I’ll never know, since I am never going to explore that side of me again…