Nasty Nurse Mastynurse Puhished By Doctor Mistress

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Nasty Nurse Mastynurse Puhished By Doctor Mistress

Fantasy Becomes a Reality – Castration!
An Experience Written for Mistress SxySadist

When I returned home Friday night after spending the day working with Mistress doing a photo shoot, my wife of almost four decades sarcastically asked “How was my day with my lady friend?” I was at a loss for words. Taken completely by surprise, I’d had told her I was going to be at work, but out of my office doing some photography. Since she was very upset, somehow she knew I wasn’t at work and was elsewhere with a lady friend. I told her that I am not having an affair and I haven’t ever had sexual relations with anyone but her (which is true). That didn’t change her mood at all. Anyway she wouldn’t talk to me even though I was being my normal calm self, which was difficult. No arguments or anything like that. She was just super pissed, wouldn’t get involved in any conversation, no questions, nothing, and even left the bedroom Friday night after we went to bed sometime during the night, she slept in another bed room.
My problem was totally self-caused. I inadvertently didn’t close Windows Internet Explorer on my computer in the morning when Ieft. I must have minimized it by mistake so my wife had full access to my e-mail and must have read my personal e-mails. There were a few e-mails to Mistress and my wife read them and of course one that confirmed the Friday appointment. Oh, I’m an experienced sub but my wife is not into BD/SM and my activities are done covertly. Even though she doesn’t share or even know anything about this lifestyle, I love her dearly and am constantly fascinated by her half Hungarian side, which brings a type A lively spontaneity which keeps our love fresh. Obviously, she had gone beyond just reading the e-mails but looked at Mistress’ website. After six years of being Mistress’ subbie, I was suddenly busted.
On Saturday morning she bluntly stated that I had lied about where I was and what I was doing and she doesn’t like anyone who lies, and can not believe anything I say ever again. I tried to explain that she is just a good friend and I see her and do things with and for her occasionally, that she is an anatomist and happens to be into domination. That it’s an interest of mine, a fascination with the concept of domination and submission and that the lie is only partial. I was in fact doing nothing but photography. My wife was not interested in seeing anything I had done from yesterday’s shoot. Whenever I go to visit with Mistress, my cover is going to a course or some other legitimate sounding activity out of my office and that I might be late getting home. She correctly correlated in her mind the times I said this, to the visits with my Mistress over a 6 year duration, and stupidly, I admitted that was true. Fortunate, she doesn’t know about the overnights or weekends such as Summer Bash or the retreat in the woods, naked duck hunting stuff (me, the duck), etc. Her wrong concept of D/S is that it is an illegal activity, disgusting and immoral and she doesn’t want to be associated with anyone (me) who will be arrested in hand cuffs someday for illegal activity. Even after trying to describe that it is not prostitution and it is a legal activity, and that she has an incorrect impression all together, she continued to say she can’t believe a word I say.
I tried to honestly tell my wife that this fascination has had no negative effect on our relationship at home and that “lying” about where I was going was done to not complicate our lives and was meant to isolate my activity from our lives together. I told her I know that D/S was not something she would be interested in, so I didn’t involve her. I told her that couples do get into this together and it would have been interesting if I thought she had that as an interest as well. I told her that what I was doing had no effect on our relationship. She asked about money for such activity. I truthfully stated that it didn’t cost “us” anything (her that is, since I do some consulting on the side) and said no more than that. I told her that I do things for Mistress on occasion, like a barter relationship. I asked, did I correctly assuming that if I talked about this initially and didn’t have to lie about it and didn’t do this covertly, would that have made a difference? She said she would have been just as upset, but is more so now because of the additional lies about where and what I was doing. I guess I blew it in my approach. You always do what you want to do anyway, she said.
Bottom line, I don’t think this will blow over and resolve itself back to nearly normal, even though I wish it would. I’m not being thrown out, but she wants to end our marriage relationship, eventually sell our house and we could do our own things separately in the future. She said “Get a lawyer.” She wants half of the house sale (we did plan to sell the house eventually since the children are no longer living at home) and has no other thoughts about future finances (I assume half of my income). Obviously my life has been turned upside down. I have no regrets about my experiences with my Mistress, because doing this is not cheating on my marriage, not illegal or unethical in my mind, and I do love my wife very much and don’t know what to do now. Also, I do not want to upset Mistress with this, it’s all my doing, probably not for the better. I can cope with this, I think, as we are both independent with self-confident mind sets even though we have become quite accustomed to being with each other during almost four decades of marriage. Mistress did say my wife would eventually find out and was surprised that she didn’t already know, but I never prepared myself for this eventuality. My wife did say she knew I have some kinky interests, but never assumed it was this bad. No amount of stating that it has not been an offense to our marriage vows is being accepted by her. She just continues to say, I can’t believe any thing you say anymore. “You are a liar!”
On the optimistic side (so I won’t get too depressed about this situation), since this may proceed in some unknown way, possibly to divorce, it may allow me to eventually get more into the life-style, which may develop in unknown and interesting ways. Somehow being able to still think straight, I wrote a short description of my situation (very vanilla) to give to my lawyer and did go to see him Saturday afternoon and gave him that written description, as an appropriate first step, before she does. I talked with him for a half an hour and he says I should be very apologetic and things will probably get back to sort of normal in time. Things like this take time to sort out thoughts, hurt feelings, egos, etc. and nothing should be done now, he said. It was sort of reassuring, but I asked him to retain me and start a file. He said as a precaution, I must not visit with Mistress until after some resolution, one way or another. I’m sorry I wasted Mistress’ time on Friday because I can not finish that photo project for her.
Saturday night I was relegated to sleeping on the living room couch, not good, but at least my wife doesn’t have to sleep in a children’s bedroom. Obviously, I am very upset, but who knows what direction life’s course will take in the future. I don’t feel mad, I am feeling guilty for causing my wife to make the decision to go it alone, I feel a terrible loss, I feel somewhat lost and confused, I am anxious about the future, I’m trying to be optimistic for the future to be good. Again, this is all my doing, my fate, my destiny, and I do not wish to upset anyone. I hope Mistress will be there (I assume e-mail is safe, if I make sure I close the window correctly) with words of wisdom and guidance for me. It’s a whole new playing field suddenly and I’m quite unsure of what say or to do, but will survive.
I e-mailed Mistress about my situation trying not to upset her on Monday, letting her know that my wife seems to be listening to my explanations now. She is almost at the point of understanding that what I was doing is not illegal, unethical or immoral. That is a good first step. I have collected my thoughts enough to try to at least have her understand my reasons and that they were not to have an affair or to “cheat on my marriage vows”. That it would never be my choice to leave her and that there isn’t someone else I am pursuing. She is asking for what I do there and I am emphasizing the painful punishment aspect as shown on Mistress’ web site as helping me resolve my guilts, which I have been describing to her also (work, management having to fire people and effecting their lives). It is sort of a life negotiation with her. She has done some planning and thinking also. She has given me until this weekend to make my case that may result in one of several possible outcomes: legal separation, status quo some more (relegated to the couch) or maybe even some accommodation on my part to proceed with a “live together married” relationship, or others possibilities that are unknown. Obviously, she has the upper hand at this moment.
Anyway, I sense the situation is getting somewhat better very slowly and I have 3 evenings plus all day Saturday and Sunday to “negotiate” for the better. As my lawyer stated it will probably be OK and will take time for both of us to work through this. He says everyone’s allowed one mistake, but a six year mistake is a big one. In an e-mail Mistress offered “I will always be here for you and with anything I can EVER do for you.” which is very comforting, but I can’t bother her too much as she has her own life to live. I’m realistic enough to know she does like my company, she is a friend, I am a client as well and only at most one day a month, even though she probably does think about me on other occasions. I will let her know what is happening now and not bother her too much in the future, so we can continue our friendship. I may sometime ask for her guidance, just as my lawyer is reassuring, but he’s a male and I do need a female perspective. At this specific moment however, I know what I have to accomplish during the week. I’ll probably e-mail Mistress next Monday or Tuesday with my status. It was my choice and my actions and I have no regrets about having the friendship with my Mistress.
On Friday evening I thought I had 5 days to state my case especially Saturday and Sunday all day and 3 evenings to try and defuse my uncomfortable situation, but on Friday evening my time ended suddenly. “You had a week since you got caught in your lies. It’s time to resolve what we are going to do about it. I’ll restate the choices you have to decide on.” My wife stated definitively.
“1) separation, you’re out of here on Monday and a fast track to divorce,
2) Stay here, sleep alone downstairs, finish planned renovations to sell the house and a slow track to a more thought out divorce settlement,
3) Things back to before except no sex at all for six months, that’s fair, one month for each year, and you have to agree to have therapy for six months.”
Without hesitation, I chose my third option. Wednesday, she had said I needed therapy when she had me describe some of the torture sessions. I just kept to corporal in my descriptions; anything else I did with Suzanne would not be in my benefit for this negotiation. She said she hoped I would pick # 3 and has already setup an appointment for me tomorrow 8:30 AM at the doctor’s office.
I only had a psychiatric therapy session once before, when I was getting Top Security Clearance for work that involved “Sensitive Medical/Technical Government Information”. It wasn’t comfortable, lots of embarrassing sexual questions and relationship incident remembering to determine if I could be blackmailed. But I wasn’t worried too much for what was in store with therapy. Hopefully it would be done alone and not with my wife so doctor patient confidentiality would be kept. Saturday we arrived at one of the many medical buildings in the city, one that I have been inside before. We went into her OBGYN doctor’s waiting room. She filled out the forms. I didn’t understand this at all and she wasn’t explaining anything to me. Her doctor is a nice lady, slightly younger than we are maybe in her fifties. We walked in and she smile and greeted us.
“Your wife wants me to give you a physical exam. If I’m to do any therapy, you have to be in good medical shape. Remove your clothes and sit on the examining table.” I did, and removed everything except my underpants. It was a modern OBGYN table with stirrups that I noticed could be electrically brought out with switches having icon arrow labels, like on the side of a motorized hospital bed. Surprisingly, it was beginning to feel like a medical fantasy session. She (a doctor that has never touched me before) did a very complete medical exam; typical bodily probing exam; blood pressure and ECG was done, listened to chest sounds, viewed into my eyes, mouth and ears, etc, blood samples taken, the works. I began feeling scared and very embarrassed when she removed my underpants, now naked I was asked to provide a urine sample. I stood up, I looked around for a washroom, took a step in that direction, but I was told she wanted to see the velocity of the stream and the sample cup was large enough, so do it as forcefully as I can and it won’t splash (prostate status, I assumed makes sense). She had me lie down on the examining table and placed my feet into the stirrups. Then surgical gloved, she started on the rectal prostate and genital palpation exam (done quite gently, actually) standing between my knees as the stirrups electrically hummed to spread me wide open very accessible. Even in my uncomfortable situation, the rectal and cock and ball palpation stimulation caused an undesired erection that I couldn’t prevent, I tried to no avail. I shouldn’t have been thinking it was like a med session. I never had an erection when my regular male physician did this kind of exam, but maybe it is because he isn’t as gentle doing it and the position is on my side knees up to my chest or by bending over the end of the table and the testicular palpation is usually very quick, standing facing him. This is a very different situation.
Suddenly, the doctor began verbal intimidation. My wife was watching very intently as the pelvic area touching had me at full erection. The words I relate here are not exact like a transcript, but are correct in content, paraphrased as best as I can recall. “I’ve been your wife’s Doctor since before she gave birth to your children. We have been in communication the last few days. I know what is going on with you. I have had a few patients that are into the SM lifestyle. What you have described to her is crap and you know it. So you’re going to answer fully and honestly my questions.” While saying this, her thumb and second finger surrounded my scrotum, my balls in the palm of her hand and felt finger nails pressing into my scrotum against my balls. “Did you have intercourse with your Mistress?” No, I never ha…. Pushing her finger nails hard into my balls was so sudden and unexpected it actually knocked the wind out of me. “Answer just yes or no. Do you get sexual excitement from being punished?” Yes, a… sometimes. “Are you required to masturbate for her?” No. “Does your Mistress touch your penis and testicles?” Yes, som….. I feel the nails several times not as hard but now the clenched fist pressure constant, I learned quickly to answer just yes or no. Her voice was loud and very intimidating, she leaned forward he face close to mine, the rapid fire content of questions are of subjects I may think abou, but almost never talk about or have never really verbalized and is all very distressing. “Everytime?” No. “Do you have an erection like this when you are with your Mistress?” Yes. I was feeling like I wanted to shrink into a hole in the ground. “Do you get an erection when you are being beaten?” Yes, Som….Oh no. I really needed to qualify my answers. Just yes or no makes it sound so bad. “Have you touched your Mistress Genitals?” No ”Has your Mistress put things in your anus?” Yes “Has your Mistress put things into your penis? Yes, but it wa……agh…This went on for probably 10 minutes, questions like this all related to sexual activities and reactions to sessions specifics in a Dungeon, mutual sexual contact, masturbation, having/causing orgasm, repeated with different wording over and over. I know I revealed much too much, and just yes or no answers conveyed an absolutely wrong impression of my relationship with Mistress, but I was at a severe disadvantage.
I tried to explain the really condemning Yes answers by qualifying them and did so even under excrutiating, radiating into my abdomen ball pain. The Doctor literally had me by the balls. I was totally flustered, stunned, had to answer quickly or felt the nails penetrating my balls. The Doctor was relentless, sadistic and obviously angry with me. Unfortunately, I revealed almost everything and the way I was allowed to answer made it sound terrible. I’m totally busted. I was set up, trapped, panicked, my brain became exposed naked, I’m screwed, all my protective filters penetrated. It was all so unexpected and I was so unprepared for this “reality” fantasy. Oh, there were no questions about restraint, sensory deprivation, whips or other corporal objects, just sex associated questions. “Since you are here, you have agreed to not have any sex for six months. That means not with your wife or anyone else. Do you think you can do that?” Yes. “You are not allowed to masturbate for six months either or have any sexual associated activity. Do you think you can prevent yourself from doing that?” Yes, a… I’ll try to be good, I think I ca…… (I was suddenly feeling like a child with the school nurse, caught masturbating or something). “I don’t think any sexually active male can prevent themselves from having an erection and that associated need to relieve the mental and physical urges that requires manual attention. You proved you like being punished, by doing this over and over during the last six years with your Mistress. I strongly suspect the following statement is the real truth from your answers: Your Mistress had trained you to enjoy a feeling of sexual excitement associated with being painfully punished and you are addicted. If you didn’t get caught you would have done this for the rest of your life. Just answer Yes or No”. Yes, Maybe I’m addi……. maybe I would have cont…….. The nails felt worse each time, balls getting more and more sensitive to this coercion causing no thought responses and a few sudden hard yanks of the scrotum when the answer was too slow in coming were brutal.
She looked over at my wife and said to her “He’s totally into S & M as you heard for yourself even after being found out he was still totally lying to you. Should I continue?” My wife was very serious and seemed quite disturbed and seemed to be having real mental conflict. I don’t thing it was obvious to my wife that my answers were under such coercion and duress, because the Doctor’s hand holding my balls was not in her direct line of sight. The doctor’s left hand was on my stomach and probably looked quite non-threatening. My physical reaction to ball torture could be interpreted as emotional discomfort at the line of questioning, since I wasn’t thrashing around. I couldn’t, my body was basically immobilized by the grasp of my balls pulled downward towards my anus. Eventually my wife told the Doctor “Yes”. The Doctor continued, “If you really love your wife, you will now prove it to her by making a sacrifice by being treated for your problem addiction. If you hesitate in your response, it will probably mean divorce. It’s your punishment, and you like being punished didn’t you?” Yes Doctor (Wow, the Doctor has me fully submissive). My heart was pounding and my hands were visibly trembling at my
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