Travel Temptations & Mrs. Cocksucker's Therapy Session

I made a promise to myself that I wouldn't book any more travel until after I return from Europe in January... But this morning I had two different emails from subs in both NYC and Chicago with whom I really enjoy playing. I've been corresponding with each of them since I sessioned with them and both of them and I are really ready to see each other again. So it looks like I'm going to be making one big trip in February to both New York and Chi-Town.

Yesterday Mrs. Cocksucker came in to receive treatment for the same condition as the patient
that I saw just last week. Dr. Eiger and I have been following Mrs. Cocksucker's case for quite a while and we have discovered that he does not respond to traditional procedures and more, let's say, "unconventional" therapies are necessary to address the serious symptoms at hand. First we threw him in a cage and brought out the model cocks that we keep in the office. We decided that it was important in his understanding of the severity of his condition to see what male genitals are supposed to look like. The models were at least 10 times bigger than Mrs. Cocksucker's genitals and so it began to sink in that he is not, in fact male. I started to explain that because of the condition Mrs. Cocksucker is not at all a human. "Dr. Sterling, what am I then if not human?" it asked.
"Sub-human, obviously," I said noticing the tell-tale erection exemplary of this condition. Dr. Eiger sat down in her observation chair high up on the platform and informed me of a procedure that has yielded positive results in the past with this patient. I locked the heavy rigidcuff collar (which weighs upwards of five lbs) onto the patient and then padlocked it to the chain extending from under Dr. Eiger's observation chair. She pulled out her favorite large cock, which is well over 12 inches long and quite thick. Mrs. Cocksucker greedily sucked the tip of it while I administered corrective sensation via corporal punishment. As the patient began to get aroused and start humping the air as is typical of this case we secured a punishment pad (coarse astroturf) in front of the genitals. Soon after Dr. Eiger and I were not sure how to proceed so we discussed several options while marking out in permanent marker some of the problem areas on the patient- such as the growth that the patient delusionally believed to be it's "penis." This also was all well documented using Dr. Eiger's camera. Each photo included the patient's government issue identification. I also happened to come across a few membership cards to different BDSM organizations and decided it was important to have the appropriate name represented- so I crossed out the silly legal name and wrote in "Mrs. Cocksucker." We decided that it was important to educate the general population of women as to the problem exhibited so clearly in Mrs. Cocksucker so we started packing up to go out to the Lusty Lady and show all of the women there that although he may dress like a man on a day to day basis underneath he is not even close. We left on the giant collar, and put on a little hot pink baby doll dress over his pants. All of this was covered by a large jacket, and then two large dildos and a pig-nose were packed into Dr. Eiger's bag. In the car we made him remove his jacket, and complete terror set in. He was not excited about this, but we knew it was an important step to take. We pulled up to an open parking spot in front of the peep show and I insisted that the pig nose be worn. The patient was resistant but we gave him no choice and so in we walked. Now, I personally have a fetish for spending submissive's money on other women so this was a treat for me as well as an important part of the day's therapy. I pulled out Mrs. Cocksucker's wallet, which of course I was carrying, and bought change for the booth. Dr. Eiger, the patient, and myself and squoze into a booth and I started feeding the money into the slot. Up went the window and several beautiful women were in view. Dr. Eiger pulled out one of the dildos that has a suction cup on the base and stuck it to the glass. Mrs. Cocksucker did what cocksuckers do best and went right for it. The girls were highly amused and Mrs. Cocksucker began to dance around with excitement. We all were in stitches because it was clear he was trying to put on a good show for the Ladies- ridiculous outfit, pink chastity device and all!

As Eisanna and I dropped him off he said he was off to try to put his head back together. We know this case is nowhere near closed but we felt we had made significant progress with our effective, however non traditional, methods.