His Mom’s Best Friend Becomes His Doctor And Mistress Part 2 (Patreon)

     Sam was losing his mind with this chastity belt locked around his cock and balls. He was used to cumming three to four times a day. Now, the closest he could get was fucking his ass with a big black dildo, relentlessly milking the cum from his balls. The intense pressure built up inside him with no release, only adding to his frustration.

     Over the last few days, Sam tried everything to take his mind off the relentless arousal. He worked out until his muscles ached, buried himself in books, and even took on chores like mowing the lawn and taking out the trash. But nothing could distract him from the constant, throbbing reminder locked around his manhood.

     Desperate for relief, Sam had prepared a speech to persuade Dr. Victoria to hand over the keys to his chastity belt. As he anticipated their therapy session, his mind buzzed with a mix of anxiety and hope.

     His mother noticed his unusual behaviour—spending less time locked away in his room and doing chores. She offered to drive him to his therapy session with Dr Victoria, commenting on how she noticed the results from the therapy.

     During the drive, she mentioned how proud she was of his newfound productivity, unaware of the real reason behind it. Sam squirmed in his seat, his thoughts racing. He didn’t want to admit that his motivation stemmed from trying to distract himself from his aching, leaking balls. Instead, he told her that Dr. Victoria was an unconventional doctor.

     As they pulled up to the clinic, Sam took a deep breath. He was ready to plead his case, hoping that today would finally bring him the release he desperately craved.

     He walked up the driveway to a massive mansion and knocked on the door. Dr Victoria opened it, her figure partially concealed by a long brown coat. She waved at Sam’s mom before beckoning him inside with a knowing smile. Her eyes glimmered with a hint of something that made Sam's heart race even faster.

     They walked in silence towards the back of her house where she had her clinic. The sound of her heels clicking against the polished floors resonated through the hallway, a rhythmic reminder of his growing anticipation.

     Sam scurried after her, his pulse quickening with each step. He couldn't help but notice the sway of her hips under the coat, and it only fueled the fire already burning inside him. His cage felt tighter with every step, the ache of his arousal almost unbearable.

     Dr. Victoria led him into her clinic and locked the door behind them, sending a shiver down Sam's spine. The room exuded sophistication, with dark wooden furniture, shelves lined with psychology books, and subtle ambient lighting.

     She turned to face him, slowly unbuttoning her coat. As it slipped from her shoulders, she was revealed to be in a tight black latex outfit that hugged her curves. It barely contained her massive, perky tits. Sam let out a gasp, his cock straining painfully within the chastity belt.

     Dr. Victoria sat down with her notepad, her eyes never leaving his flushed face, and beckoned Sam to take a seat in front of her. The intense pressure in his cage made every moment feel like sweet torture, his desire for release growing stronger with every passing second. His arousal was a palpable force, making him squirm in his seat as she began to speak, her voice a sultry melody that only heightened his longing.

     "How have you been feeling since our last session?" she inquired, crossing her legs in a way that made the latex creak, sending a shiver down Sam's spine.

"Frustrated," Sam admitted, unable to look her in the eyes. “This thing is driving me crazy!!"

     Dr. Victoria's lips curled into a knowing smile. "Let's talk about that frustration. What's been on your mind?"

     Sam squirmed in his seat, his cheeks flushing. "It's the chastity. It's driving me crazy. Can you... can you remove it, just for a little while?"

     Dr. Victoria shook her head gently, her smile never wavering. "I'm afraid I can't do that, Sam. I don't keep the keys to patient devices in my home. But let's explore this frustration you're feeling. Why do you think it's affecting you so deeply?"

     Sam swallowed hard. "It's the constant arousal. I can't think straight. I had to use a dildo to find some release, but it only helped ease my balls for a few hours at best."

     Dr. Victoria leaned forward, her eyes narrowing with interest. "A dildo, you say? Tell me more about that experience, Sam. How did it make you feel?"

     Sam shifted uncomfortably. “Well, you drained my balls in the clinic with the prostate exam which eased my balls, so I got the idea to do it again with a dildo."

     "Hmm," Dr. Victoria murmured, tapping a finger on her lips. "It's not uncommon for men to explore their sexuality in various ways. Did it make you question your orientation at all?"

Sam's eyes widened in surprise. "No, I'm not gay! I'm attracted to women"

     Dr. Victoria's smile widened. “Straight men don’t fuck themselves with dildos, Sam. You say you are attracted to women,? Interesting. Have you ever considered that your attraction might be tied to a deeper desire to submit? Perhaps to become more feminine in the presence of such strong women?"

Sam's confusion deepened. "What do you mean?"

     "Sam," she said gently, but with a hint of condescension, "it's possible that your frustration and the use of a dildo are signs that you crave something more. You might be a sissy, drawn to the idea of powerful women dominating you and embracing a more feminine role yourself."

"No, that's not it," Sam protested weakly. "I'm just... turned on by women, that's all."

     Dr. Victoria smiled and replied, "Here you are, sitting in front of a latex-clad dominant woman with a large wet patch on your trousers, Sam. I think the truth about what you desire is quite evident."

Sam blushed and looked down to see he had leaked precum all over his pants.

     Dr. Victoria chuckled softly, her eyes gleaming with a predatory glint. "Denial is a common response, but let's explore this further. Why do you think you're so aroused by me and Nurse Gabriela? Is it purely physical, or is there something deeper, a desire to be controlled and transformed?"

     Sam felt his head spinning, every word she said twisting his thoughts. "I... I don't know. I never thought about it like that."

     "That's why you're here, Sam," Dr. Victoria said, her voice a silken whisper. "To uncover the truths hidden within you. Tell me, during this period of chastity and frustration, have you been thinking more about others or just yourself?"

     Sam blinked, thrown by the question. "I guess... mostly myself. I've been so caught up in my frustration."

     Dr. Victoria nodded, her expression thoughtful. "And that's part of the problem. Your fixation on your arousal is blinding you to other aspects of your desires. Have you considered that this chastity could be teaching you to focus less on your immediate needs and more on your deeper, perhaps more submissive, desires?"

     Sam's breathing quickened, his mind a chaotic whirl of conflicting emotions. "I just want to get this off so I can cum!!"

     “It will come off as the treatment progresses, Sam," Dr. Victoria assured him, standing up and walking around the desk to stand behind him. She placed a hand on his shoulder, her touch comforting and dominating. "But first, you must be honest with yourself. Admit your desires, no matter how unconventional they might seem. Only then can we truly begin to address your urges."

      Sam closed his eyes, trying to steady his racing heart at the thought of being released. He felt the strain of his arousal intensifies. "I... I think you're right," he murmured. "I am ready to progress further with the treatment."

     "Good," Dr. Victoria purred, leaning down to whisper in his ear. "That's the first step. Now, let's delve deeper into those feelings and see where they lead us."

     Sam's pulse raced as he felt her breath on his neck. "Okay," he murmured, feeling a mixture of fear and excitement.

     "Tell me, Sam," Dr. Victoria continued, her voice low and commanding, "have you ever fantasized about serving a powerful woman? About being completely at her mercy?"

Sam's cheeks burned. "I... I have recently. But I didn't think it meant anything."

     "It means everything, Sam," Dr. Victoria said, her hand sliding down his arm. "It's a sign that you're ready to embrace your true self. Imagine being dressed in delicate lingerie, kneeling before a powerful woman, obeying her every command. Doesn't that excite you?"

Sam's mind reeled with the vivid imagery. "Yes," he admitted, thinking of Dr Victoria and Gabriela, his voice barely a whisper. "It does."

     "And what about the idea of serving a dominant, powerful man?" Dr. Victoria pressed. "Submitting to his every whim, craving his attention and approval?"

Sam's eyes widened, a strange thrill coursing through him. "I... I don't know. I've never thought about it."

     "Think about it now," she urged, her voice hypnotic. "Picture yourself serving a strong, dominant man. Feel his power over you, his control. Imagine how it would feel to be desired by him, to crave his touch."

     Sam's body trembled, his mind awash with forbidden fantasies. "I… am not sure, I have always been attracted to women," he confessed, his voice shaking.

     Dr Victoria took a few more notes before telling Sam it was now time for the practical part of the session. She guided Sam through her home, leading him down a dimly lit corridor until they reached a heavy wooden door.

     She pushed it open, revealing a room unlike any Sam had ever seen. It was a dungeon, outfitted with various instruments of discipline and submission, bathed in soft, red light that cast shadows on the stone walls.

     In the centre of the room sat Gabriela, dressed in black latex that matched Dr. Victoria's outfit. Her attire was equally commanding, highlighting her curves and exuding a powerful, dominant aura. She held a riding crop in one hand and smiled wickedly as Sam entered the room, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

     “Welcome to my dungeon, Sam," Dr. Victoria said, her voice soothing yet firm. "Gabriela has agreed to assist us with your case. We believe this immersive experience will help you confront your desires more directly."

      Sam's heart pounded in his chest, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through him. "What... what are you going to do?"

     Gabriela stepped forward, her latex-clad body gleaming under the red light. "We're going to help you, Sam. Help you understand your true desires."

     The two women slowly undressed him, fondling his aching balls while teasing him. Sam was bursting in his chastity belt and was radiating on his skin.

     Before he could protest, Dr. Victoria and Gabriela worked together, skillfully and efficiently tying him to a St. Andrew's cross. The cool leather straps pressed against his skin, and he felt his breathing quicken, anticipation building in his chest.

     Dr. Victoria stepped back, allowing Gabriela to take the lead. She walked around him slowly, her eyes never leaving his. “You've been a naughty boy, Sam. And you’re going to be punished."

     Sam was on the brink of exploding within the chastity belt, his desperate arousal driving him to beg the women to unlock him. They merely laughed, their teasing words and mocking smiles intensifying his torment, leaving him writhing in a mix of pleasure and frustration.

     Gabriela started with light teasing, her gloved hands caressing his body, trailing over his skin in a way that sent shivers down his spine. She whispered in his ear, her breath hot and tantalizing. "Does this excite you, Sam? Do you like being at our mercy?"

     Sam's response was a shaky, breathless moan, his body already reacting to the stimulation. Gabriela smiled and picked up the riding crop, trailing it lightly over his exposed skin before delivering a sharp smack. The pain mixed with pleasure, causing him to gasp.

     Dr. Victoria watched intently, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Look at how he responds, Gabriela. He's leaking already."

     Gabriela nodded, delivering a swift smack with the crop before moving behind him. She brought a whip down across his back, the sting sharp and intense, yet somehow exhilarating. "You're enjoying this, aren't you, Sam?" she taunted, her voice a seductive purr.

Sam whimpered, unable to deny the truth. "Yes... yes, I am."

     The session continued with a series of whips, each one sending waves of pain and pleasure through his body. Gabriela's control was absolute, and Sam found himself surrendering completely, lost in the sensations.

They untied Sam and led him to a bench where they secured his hands and ankles.

     Finally, Gabriela picked up a black strapon, securing it in place. She approached him, her eyes locked on his. "Are you ready for the next step, Sam?"

     Dr. Victoria sensually secured a long black strap-on to her waist, the sight of it sending shivers down Sam's spine and deepening his desperate longing.

     Gabriela positioned herself behind him, the latex of the strapon cool against his skin. She entered him slowly, the initial discomfort quickly giving way to intense pleasure. She moved with deliberate precision, each thrust eliciting a moan from Sam.

     Dr Victoria approached the front, her hand gently lifting Sam's chin to meet her gaze. "You're so turned on by this, Sam. Look at how you're leaking, how your body craves this big black cock.” She then guided the black strapon into his mouth, slowly pushing it deeper and deeper.

     Sam's eyes were glazed with pleasure, his mind a whirlwind of emotions as he obediently took the black strap-on into his mouth, the act both humiliating and intensely arousing.

     “We're making progress," Dr. Victoria said, her voice soothing. "You're beginning to understand your desires, to embrace them. This is part of your journey, Sam, and you're doing wonderfully."

     Gabriela continued to ride him, her movements controlled and deliberate, driving him to the edge of ecstasy. The sensations were overwhelming, a mixture of pain and pleasure that left him breathless.

     Soon, Sam, Gabriela, and Dr. Victoria climaxed together, their bodies shuddering in unison. Hot sweat trickled down their skin, making their latex outfits glisten in the dim light, heightening the erotic intensity of the moment.

     As the session came to an end, Gabriela and Dr. Victoria withdrew from him and unlocked his cuffs. He collapsed down on the bench, his body trembling from the intensity of the experience.

     "You did well, Sam," Dr. Victoria said, her voice filled with pride. "You're beginning to uncover the depths of your desires. This is just the beginning, and I believe we're making significant progress."

Sam nodded, still catching his breath. "Thank you….” unsure what else to say.

      Gabriela smiled, giving him a reassuring pat on the shoulder. "You're welcome, Sam. This is all part of your journey, and we're here to help you every step of the way."

     "You've done exceptionally well today, Sam," Dr. Victoria began, her voice calm and encouraging. "But our work doesn't end here. To truly embrace and understand your desires, you'll need to integrate some of these experiences into your daily life."

Sam nodded, feeling a mix of apprehension and curiosity. "What do you want me to do?"

     Dr. Victoria exchanged a glance with Gabriela before turning back to Sam. "First, I want you to start taking on more chores around your home. Cleaning, laundry, cooking—tasks that might seem mundane but are essential for cultivating a sense of responsibility and discipline. This will help you focus on something other than your frustration and give you a sense of accomplishment."

     Gabriela stepped forward, her smile warm yet authoritative. "In addition to the chores, you'll be spending more time exploring your feminine side. As part of your treatment, I'll be taking you for a full body wax. This will be an opportunity for you to experience a different aspect of yourself and to understand the sensations and emotions that come with it."

     Sam's eyes widened slightly at the thought, but he nodded. "I understand. I'll do everything to get out of this chastity cage"

     Dr. Victoria's smile was approving. "Good. Embracing these tasks and experiences will help you gain a deeper understanding of your desires and your identity. It's important to approach this with an open mind and a willingness to learn."

     Gabriela placed a hand on his shoulder, her touch firm yet comforting. "I'll be with you every step of the way, Sam. We'll start with the waxing and then gradually explore other aspects of your treatment. It's all part of the journey."

     Sam's arousal was evident, leaking uncontrollably yet still rock-hard, straining against the confines of the chastity belt. The intoxicating blend of women's perfume and the slick, inviting scent of latex enveloped him, heightening his senses and plunging him into a dizzying haze of desire.

     Dr. Victoria nodded, her eyes filled with pride. "We're here to help you, Sam. Remember, this is a process, and progress takes time. Be patient with yourself and trust in the journey."

Dr. Victoria stood, extending her hand. "Then let's begin. Remember, Sam, every step you take is progress."

     Sam exited the mansion in a daze after what had transpired inside. His balls ached painfully, denied the release he craved, and the memory of being taken by two black dildos wielded by his doctor and nurse lingered intensely.

     As he climbed into the car, his mother mentioned meeting Dr. Victoria for coffee the next day. Sam froze, his mind racing with terror at what might be discussed.

     When finally home in his bedroom, he reached for the black dildo, slipping it beneath the sheets as part of his nightly routine to ease the relentless ache in his balls.

     “I’m going to just agree to all their treatments,” he murmured to himself, desperate to finally be freed from the cursed chastity belt.