Oh, well, that’s very interesting. I see that the doctor you saw before me has referred you to me for CBT therapy. That is, cock and ball torture, not cognitive behavioral therapy.
I suppose that means you’re a bit of a painslut, mmm? That’s good because I like tormenting masochists like yourself. I have quite a few tools at my disposal to do just that, too. I see you’ve already put on your gown, so why don’t you climb on up here on the chair and put your feet in the stirrups, and let’s get started?
There you go. Now you get as comfortable as you possibly can for me because you’re going to be here for a while. I’m going to get my tools ready.
You watch as I assemble my utensils on a sterile tray. There are alcohol pads for sanitation’s sake and then plenty of things that can be used for CBT as well–the reflex hammer, a Wartenburg wheel, rubber tubing, needles, sounds, medical lube. You look away worriedly. At this point, though, you’re just grateful there’s not a scalpel on the tray!
I reach for the Wartenburg wheel and start to slowly trail it over your cock and balls, and you find yourself wondering just exactly what you’ve gotten yourself into here!
I love this fantasy because it combines two of my favorite things: CBT phone sex and medical fetish phone sex. If that’s something you’re into, you know exactly what to do. Just click one of the buttons below to give me a call! I’ll talk to you soon!
