TO BE READ BY ADULTS AT LEAST 21 YEARS OF AGE Copyright c February 2004 By C.D.E. & Es2c, ALL Rights Reserved This story may not be reproduced in any form or sold for profit. This story may be freely distributed for personal use with this notice attached. All Characters And Events Depicted In This Story Are Purely Fictional. There Is No Intention In Any Manner, To Represent Or Mimic, Any Real World Situations Or Persons. Story Content:(Cuckold, Humil, MC, M+/F, Male Fem, MM, MF, Inter, Impreg, FemDom, MDom) WARNING: THIS STORY IS A PURE SEXUAL FANTASY. DO NOT READ THIS STORY IF YOU ARE HOMOPHOBIC, AND/OR DO NOT LIKE READING A FICTIONAL STORY OF THE DOMINANT/CUNNING SLUT WIFE GENRE, WHERE GULLIBLE MEN ARE TRICKED/FOOLED/USED, PSYCHOLOGICALLY MANIPULATED, OCASSIONALLY FLAGELLATED, SEXUALLY DOMINATED BY THEIR BEAUTIFUL SLUT WIVES AND OCASSIONALLY BY THEIR WIVES' MALE LOVERS. TO BE READ BY ADULTS AT LEAST 21 YEARS OF AGE Title: Dr. Judy: The Case File of Mark & Millie - (Part 3) Authors: C.D.E. & Es2c AUTHORS NOTES: C.D.E.: Es2c and I have finally collaborated on a tale. This saga of Dr. Judy's (a new character for both myself & Es2c) involves her encounter with Mark & Millie. The story seeks to combine themes from my "Family Bonding" & "Mother Debbie" series, and Es2c's "The Group". Es2c: First. I must say it is a pleasure for me to finally work collaboratively with C.D.E. on developing a story that seeks to meld themes from both our fantasy interests. NOTE: This story is not designed to be a quick read, but rather to bring out subtle nuances of wry erotic humiliations experienced by the main character of focus - "Mark". Our goal was to purposely fill this tale with prose that would titillate those who are into mild FemDom and forced male feminization, and of course, cuckoldry themes. ENJOY! Works of both authors can be found at www.asstr.org, look under authors (free site). Abstract: Mark and Millie, who are engaged, are having relationship problems. They are seeking the professional help of Dr. Judy, a Relationship Counselor, in an attempt to resolve their differences. Differences that Mark believed to be un-resolvable, that is, until he came under the counsel of Dr. Judy and was subjected to her unusual therapies. CAST: Mark - Fiance/Husband Millie - Fiancee/Wife Dr. Judy - Relationship Counselor PART 3 The Shocking Cock Lock & Other Things EXCERPTS FROM MARK'S DIARY (CONT.) Diary, finally, the talk got around to the strange, but apparently strong thin heavily plastic coated cable and plastic modules surrounding my waist and wrapped strategically around and about my genitals. "Mark, and Ladies, this is the latest in behavior and attitude conditioning management as a supplement for males such as Mark undergoing PANSI Therapy. It is small, lightweight and highly reliable. Mark will not be hampered by it, as it will not impact any of his normal body hygiene, or excretory function. As you can see, there is no encasement over his little prick in the lease. It has a smart microchip that can detect when he is handling himself and will prevent that, if desired. It is an excellent device to prevent or control his masturbation. That control will be in your hands ladies." Spoke Dr. Judy with what I thought was a smug unprofessional expression her face. Diary, as I listened to how the electronic cock lock worked, I almost started crying. If I got an erection and sought to try and relieve it, whether by rubbing off or pulling my peter, the device would provide small electric shocks to deter me from doing so unless the holder of one of the remotes gave me electronic permission to jack off. In addition, each remote was customized to each of the women in the room. The key to activating the remote was a electronic fingerprint impression in a recess on the side of the remote. There is also a voice code they had to speak into a small mike, on the front of the unit. So no matter if I got the device, or someone else, it still wouldn't work for them or me. To make matters worse, even if I ran away, it had a built in GPS location system and was linked to the cell phone system, so that I could be given a behavioral electric jolt no matter where I was. Dr. Judy was very firm in her warning to me about trying to remove the device or not coming in to see her staff about replacing/recharging the batteries every two months. Her explanation of how my balls could be fried, if I did either, was enough to encourage me to never try to remove the device or forget to keep the batteries fresh or charged. Diary, after all I'd been through, I can't believe even to this day, that Dr. Judy used her device to give me a strong punishing jolt which cause me to double over. Then about 2 minutes after I'd recovered from that, she let all four women use each of their devices to give my balls a more milder, attention getting jolt, from their devices to be sure they had the hang of operating them. Overcome by the reality of what was happening to me, and on the verge of tears, I begged and pleaded with Dr. Judy and Millie and the others to have the device removed. "Mark, sweetie, this is for your own good." Spoke mother. "Mark, darling, if you love me enough for me to become your wife, you'll stop whining and give your PANSI training time to work. Plus, Mark, it's going to make me so happy to know that I'll be able to control when you can jerk off. And you do want to make me happy, don't you?" Millie said with another bright smug smile on her face. She was also fingering the red button on the small, pager size, remote, which controlled the jolts I'd been receiving. I looked around the room. There was silence. I could tell by the looks on the other women's faces, they were hoping I would give Millie an opportunity to use push the button. I knew I was beaten - both physically and emotionally. "Y-Yes Millie, I-I want to-to make y-you happy." I replied sheepishly as I hung my head. "That's better Mark. Don't worry, you'll have these moments of anxiety initially until you fully adapt to and become fully adjusted to being a truly PANSI male and husband." Spoke Dr. Judy with yet another smug and unprofessional smile as she put her hand on my shoulder. All of the electric shocks, mild or not, let me know I was now truly a PANSI prisoner and had been committed to be under the control of others, whether I wanted to or not. I was ready for this day to be over. I was sure that no more indignities could be imposed on me, even if the intent was to help me secure my relationship with the woman I loved. I was still wondering if the price I was paying for Millie's love might be too steep, that is, in terms of my self-esteem. I assumed that after the ointment rub I would be allowed to get dress and then leave. It was then that I noticed Dr. Judy and Millie off to the side talking. They walked back toward myself and the group. Dr. Judy spoke to the group. "Everyone! Millie has just informed me that she has a date with one of her "real men" studs in about a half hour." Diary, Dr. Judy looked me squarely in the eye as she stressed "real men" and paused momentarily in her broadcast to the group. I know I looked pathetic as I hung my head once more. She continued speaking after she got the obviously desired reaction she sought from me. The feel of the other eyes in the room was also on me. "However, all this activity here has aroused her, and she needs Mark to perform Cunnilingus for her, so as to reduce her sexual anxiety and calm down her heated cunt. She wanted to take Mark in another room and have him suck her pussy there. However, I have suggested, and she has agreed, that he should do her right here while we watch and evaluate how well he does her." Diary, once more I was surprised at such a brazen proposal. It would only further humiliate and shame me. I was so dumfounded. I literally could've been pushed over with the proverbial feather. "Yes, that's a great idea." Cried out Aunt Monica. "Super idea! Yelled Millie's mother. "Not only that, but he can give us all some tongue so we can all make a better, you know, first person assessment. Plus, I've been wanting to have my sweet Mark put his mouth on my pussy for some time now, every since I've found out he's been doing it for Millie." There was a loud murmuring of agreement in the room on mother's idea. Which absolutely flabbergasted and made me speechless. "Why, that's a delightful idea." Dr. Judy said in response to mother's idea. "Your idea has so much merit. Not only will it do what you said, that is give each of you ladies a first hand data, but it will also help in mother son bonding. Which will further drive home to Mark that it's quite all right to be a mama's boy and still hold onto his mama' apron string." Spoke Dr. Judy as she again stared momentarily upon my astonished face. She had a sickly cruel smile that went way beyond smug, and eons beyond professionalism. "Another benefit will be to reduce mother-daughter-in-law jealousy too. In addition Millie, you shouldn't mind if your darling fianc‚ here sucks his mama's pussy as well as other family members' pussies, you know, so as to keep his tongue and lips and mouth suction muscles in fine form for you, would you?" "Oh no, you're absolutely right Dr. Judy, I wouldn't mind in the least. You're correct of course, the exercise of those important muscles can only be good for our relationship and eventual marriage." Millie replied to Dr. Judy's outrageous assertions. I was so overwhelmed at the unreal atmosphere in the room and what was going on, I couldn't speak. While standing there not believing my eyes and ears, Millie was shown to the exam table nearby. In the back of my mind, I could hear Dr. Judy instructing her how to position herself for easy access of my head on her heated crotch. As I turned around slowly, I could see Dr. Judy positioning the stirrups on the sides of the table for Millie's beautifully shaped legs. Millie was waiting for me to kneel before the apex of the perfectly formed vee that was formed by her legs and her neatly trimmed pouting pussy mound, and slightly agape gash. The sight was very appealing, even if horribly embarrassing in other ways. Millie beckoned me toward her, and Millie's mother took my arm and lead me toward her daughter, all spread out and positioned to be tongued by me, before she went out on a date with one of her real men. I was way too weak too resist, plus I already knew that it was useless to try. In addition, Dr. Judy insisted I consume the rest of the herbal tea she'd brought in just for me, before I began my "mouth love' of Millie. I did as she asked. "That's right Mark, kneel down here and show my daughter that you're a good and decent fellow who just made a little mistake by saying she was a tramp because she has let so many men fuck her." Spoke Millie's mom as she guided me to my knees before the expanse of her daughter's white fleshy inviting thighs. Millie added to her mom's comments, as she laid back awaiting the arrival of my tongue in her heated muff. "I forgive you Mark darling. I can understand how you might've come to such an utterly erroneous and wrong conclusion just because I've had over 300 different dicks in my pussy over the last 10 years, or that I go out with groups of guys and suck and fuck their dicks soft. Mark, it's just my nature. Sometimes, I like to be the only woman in a group of men, and put out for them. But don't worry darling, I really, really do love you and want to marry you. You're very special to me. Just knowing I'll be marrying a decent innocent virgin like you means so much to me sweetheart. It'll be so good to bring my dick battered and overflowing pussy home to share with you, so you can soothe it with your wonderful loving kisses, licks, and sucking lips. "I know I mean more to you than a cunt to stick your dick in dear. That's how other men see me. And I appreciate that of you Mark. I know you really love me honey. And to let you know how much I appreciate you Mark, I want you to know that since we have been dating and engaged, that no matter how many men have fucked me, you're the only one I let put his mouth on my frequently fucked and creamed-in pussy." "Oh that's so romantic. I'm telling you Mark, if that doesn't prove to you that Millie respects and loves you, I don't know what does." My Aunt Monica injected after Millie's soliloquy. "Now c'mon Mark honey, please lick my pussy. I need your tongue lashing darling." Spoke Millie with a sense of urgency in her voice. Simultaneously, her mother's hand was on the back of my head pushing forward to her daughter's very popular and almost public cunt. A cunt, that many, many others have fucked and that I'll have to wait months to get my less than manly prick into. In the meanwhile, I'm still in love with and attracted to Millie. Something in me says I still should walk away from her. But now after all I've been through, I still want to be near her and want to be intimate with her, even if only in this way. Actually, I don't have a choice at the moment, so I do what is expected of me. "OOOOOOHH! Mark, your tongue is so heavenly. That feels sooooo goooood." Millie's moans filled the room as I settled my face into her attractive and neatly trimmed hairy crotch and let my tongue work over her heated sex meat. It had been a while, but it felt so good to have my hands grasping her shapely soft bottom and the taste of her soft succulent fervent cunt meat under my tongue. Diary, her pussy tasted good, but yet a bit blander than the way Millie has fed it to me for the last few months. The reason was obvious. She hadn't been freshly fucked and there was no semen flavoring. I hated to admit it to myself, but her used snatch spiced with spent jism had a richer, more full-bodied taste, than without it. Even though my head was clamped between Millie's thighs, I heard all of conversation going on in the room around me. "Your son is so happy to have his right head back in my daughter's cunt. Why look at his little hard-on." I heard Millie's mother said as she talked to mother. "Yes, he is. He's right where he belongs. That's why I persuaded him to go to Dr. Judy to work on rebuilding his relationship with your lovely daughter. He's such a decent, mannerly hard working boy. You'll have to forgive him for saying the things he did about Millie. He's naive and inexperienced about the world and what's good for him." Mother replied. "Mark is so lucky to have such an understanding mother who persuaded him to see me." I heard Dr. Judy speaking. "Thank you so much Dr. Judy. A mother tries to do what's right for her baby." Was mother's reply. "Mark is deeply in love with Millie. He knows what he wants, but was slow to understand what necessary changes he had to make in the relationship, once he discovered Millie was as promiscuous and popular as she was with other men. But with the PANSI Therapy, he's already beginning to see things in their proper light. In no time, you'll see him fully adopting the appropriate attitude for his rightful role in a long term harmonious role with Millie and her real men." "Dr. Judy, you're a saint. Thank you so much for your efforts and the interest and care you're taking with Mark to help him be with the girl of his dreams." Mother replied warmly to Dr. Judy. She and mother continued to discuss things that I only heard bits and snippets of. Millie was starting to juice up quite a bit from my tonguing and mouth suctioning of her soft warm pussy meat. And my slurping noise was interfering with my ability to hear more of what was going on beyond my ears. In addition, Millie was starting to bump and grind and scrub her now wet juicing pussy bush all over my face. But I did hear Dr. Judy tell mother "Thanks to you, Mark is a very well mannered young man. And you are to be commended for your masturbation management of him even though he's an adult. It's probably why he's still a virgin. More mothers should have such foresight and diligence as you. Then more girls like Millie could find decent, hard working, devoted, faithful, mollycoddled virginal fianc‚s. Its husbands-to-be like Mark who make such excellent emotional helpmates to the Millies of the world, even if they need real men to take care of their other sexual needs." "Why thank you, Dr. Judy, I've done my best for Mark. And you're right, I see your point about a vibrant girl like Millie and my Mark, who's such a mama's boy, do make such a sweet couple." "And you're done a very fine job. I can not praise you enough for keeping him under your thumb, attached to your apron strings and instilling the true spirit of being a mama's boy in him. But in order to have him in full harmony as a PANSI male and husband, Mark's behavior has to be adjusted such that he is totally at ease with feeling inferior to Millie, and especially to her real men. He must feel a need to be obsequious, even more than his unassuming sheepish self at present. He must feel a newfound freedom in feeling this way. He must see this as a lifestyle that allows others to use him for their benefit and pleasure. He must understand that not only should he derive pleasure in being used, but he must also see it as a strong point of his character. He must also be self- confident, willing, and not show any reluctance to letting people use him for their sexual pleasure or other benefit." "Oh yes Dr. Judy, I will do whatever I can to make Mark well adapted and happy in his new role as a useful PANSI male and husband. And believe me, I am in full accord with your philosophy concerning whippings being an effective way of fully stripping away false pride and superfluous feelings of grandeur and false importance. I'm a firm believer in using the rod to maintain proper discipline and mental well being for those who need it, as well as for those who give the whippings." "You're a wise woman. Not everyone has the advanced and mature insight that you have. That is, that the whipper's mental well being is benefited. In most cases, the whipper's mental well being is enhanced, from inflicting whippings on a recipient, whether the recipient deserves a whipping or not, other than the fact that the whipper has the need or an urge to beat the recipient to satisfy the whipper's mental well being. "That is part of the reason that I'm prescribing monthly refresher whippings for Mark. He needs to become desensitized to being whipped and accept that it's just part of his obligatory duties, as a loving husband and emotional helpmate to be lashed at the discretion and prerogative of Millie, or you or other family fems." Diary, that's all I could hear clearly from mother and Dr. Judy, as they slowly walked away and continued talking. Also, Millie became nosier as her moans became louder. She also began to furiously heave her shapely bottom off the table and even humped my face even more vigorously, as she got off with a series of short brief intense orgasms. To my chagrin, the other woman applauded my efforts. I at first was embarrassed, especially since I had an erection. But, I smiled and accepted that they all meant well. After all, I did feel a certain pride in getting my fianc‚ off in a way I now know I couldn't otherwise. "Thanks, Mark darling. You are the greatest sucker. Gotta run now. I don't want to be late for my date. But don't worry, when I stop by your place later tonight, my pussy will be nice and creamy, like you're use to it. Actually, it will be extra creamy, since I will bring you more fuck froth that I have before. So, don't eat too much at dinner sweetie. Save some room for the creamy pussy pie my date and I are going to make for you." Said Millie as she was composing herself. I was still on my knees with the wetness of her pussy smeared across my face as she quickly blew me a kiss before she left. As she left me there on my knees, I felt no shame or embarrassment at what had transpired. I was rather mellow and contented at having pleased Millie, even if it was to take the edge off her horny-ness for her date with another man. I concluded that what I'd done for the love of Millie, is the type of thing a real man would find difficult or impossible to do for the woman he loved. But this was relatively easy for someone like me, especially after what had recently occurred to me in the last hour or so. In a strange surrealistic way, my ego was boosted to know I did something for Millie that her real men wouldn't do. Diary, I noticed that my ass was not hurting near as much as earlier. The ointment had worked wonders. The pain was almost completely gone, even if only temporary. Dr. Judy told mother it was to be applied every four hours. After Millie departed, my Aunt Monica was hot to have her pussy licked by me so as she could begin her assessment of my tonguing efforts. I think Millie's mother really wanted to be next, but she was a bit more bashful than my aunt was. My aunt quickly pulled my head to her thick mature bush and urged me to get down to business pronto. I did. Her thick hairy muff bush was still attractive, even if there was quite a thicket of pubic hair there. The taste was not as tasty as Millie's was, but still flavorful in any case. My mouth and tongue were getting quite a workout, but I managed to get all the women off, including Dr. Judy, to their satisfaction. And all gave me a good evaluation of how well I used my tongue, lips and sucking to appease the lust in their pussies. Diary, I had eaten out Millie, Aunt Monica, Millie's Mother, my Mother, and Dr. Judy. My mouth and jaw and tongue muscles were tired, but in a strange way, it did my ego good to have gotten all five women off with intense, rousing, and in all cases, multiple orgasms. While I was eating the five hairy boxes, I pondered some of what I'd overheard mother and Dr. Judy discussing. And the boost to my ego seemed to fit right in with Dr. Judy saying I had to feel self-confident and be pleased in doing what pleased others. However, I wasn't angry with her or the women for having demanded I eat their pussies for their pleasure - not my pleasure. Yet, I was very pleased at just having gotten them all off. Another thing I had to contend with and for which I had no control over, was my own sexual relief. Dr. Judy made it clear. I would only be allowed to jack off every two weeks until further notice. She made sure I and the women heard her. I was not only shocked at her pronouncement, but also embarrassed to hear her say this in front of mother and the other women, despite all the other things that had just happened to me. "Mark, it's important for your well being to abstain sexually. That's why your jacking off has to be controlled. You are so fortunate that your mother instilled in you the merits of masturbation to preserve your virginity until marriage and to save yourself for your future wife. You are a good son for having followed her advice as well as having gotten accustomed to having done so under her surveillance over the years." "Thank you for your warm compliments, Dr. Judy. I made sure that Mark always beat his meat off, rather than risk the loss of his precious virginity. And I always had him report to me whenever he pulled his little peter." "Mark, you are indeed fortunate to have such an thoughtful and insightful mother." "But before you say anything Mark, yes, you'll have a hard aching dick for a few days between the times you're permitted to masturbate. However, PANSI Therapy requires you to have blue balls and suffer a bit with an aching throbbing prick. I'm sorry, you have no choice but to accept this. Okay?" I was too stunned to reply. I just looked at Dr. Judy as I stood there with my still erect and already suffering prick. Two weeks seemed so long, especially since it's not unusual for me to have to jack off twice a week normally, and more than that when Millie gets me all heated up. "Your sexual suffering will help you appreciate the joy of getting off better, whenever you do get a chance to jerk off. In addition, you'll be a better person for knowing that your sexual pleasure is in the hands of another. Plus Mark, I want you to began accompanying Millie on her dates, especially her sexual outings, and especially her group sex parties where she's is the only woman having sex with the strange men there. "It's imperative that you observe her juicy warm, raw, soft cunt meat being invaded and wantonly plummeted by strange throbbing dicks, while your prick is locked up, and aching and straining in your pants. You'll find that your sexual suffering will only make you want her more, and love her more. "And Mark, it almost goes without saying, that you are to eagerly suck her used, messy pussy clean of the lusty leavings of these real men fucking her. Your efforts will also send a strong message to these men that you have an ultra love for her, and are willing to prove it, no matter that other better endowed men are fucking her and you're not." Mother and the other women were silently nodding their heads, showing their total agreement with Dr. Judy. With such total accord of those closest to me, I knew I had no choice but to resign myself to undergoing what Dr. Judy was describing. Dr. Judy continued talking. "You'll find that as you place your head in her messy muff, soppy and gloppy with the numerous ejaculations of these real men, you'll find that your suffering aching little penis will enable you to focus your sexual energies to your mouth. You know that this gives Millie the greatest pleasure as you clean her out. She expects you to do a great job, and I know you will Mark. "An another thing Mark, you're going to get an added bonus. The bonus will be the delight of you tasting and consuming the abundant thick viscous gelatinous spent sperm that her real men will have deposited in Millie's hairy frothy gash. Your enjoyment of the relatively small amounts you've had to eat out of her to date, is guaranteed to ensure your delicious delight in feasting on fuller loads of the men's slimy, thick rich, creamy gobs of sperm in the future." "And Mark sweetie, because it's all natural and full of proteins, their jism, fresh from their balls, is nutritious for you too." Spoke mother, in a motherly tone. As she smiled brightly and put her arm around me. I said nothing, but a part of me was ashamed that my mother and the others knew I had ever admitted I delighted in the taste of spent dick cream in Millie's pussy. However, another part of me was anxious to be intimate with her, even if I had to taste Millie's hot messy and ripe creamy hairpie, which I suspect would happen later that night when she came by our house. Yes Diary, my mind was in conflict. But with Dr. Judy being so adroit and professional in explaining why all she was inflicting and imposing on, was beneficial for me, I did find it difficult to fault her reasoning. The repeated theme of that reasoning was that humiliation means happiness for me. That by nurturing humiliation, self-abasement, lowering my self-esteem, and delighting in being subjugated, Millie's love is guaranteed to be mine. I did want Millie's love, so I concluded that I must also wanted what went along with getting that love. I remembered something Dr. Judy told me in our first session alone. "Mark, it's going to be a challenge for you to meet the high standards of being the kind of fellow Millie needs in a husband. You've got a good start, but you could lose out at anytime if you fail to continue to be strong at what you're best at being strong at. Mark, your strength is in being servile, cowardly, accepting humiliation as normal, and embracing and not being ashamed of your inferiority as a man." As my mind came back to the present, I heard Dr. Judy advising mother, and the other women that they should not pass up any opportunity to feed me their cunts, when they're full of semen, as a result of their getting fucked in the future. Almost in unison, everyone committed to feeding me any gash fuck froth resulting from their having intercourse. My nagging mental conflict that maybe I was paying too high a price for Millie's love, was still on my mind. After I drank the last bit of herbal tea, as Dr. Judy had prompted me, the conflict seems to have taken a back seat in my mind. The last bit of tea boosted my existing state of being relaxed and very mellow. "Now Ladies, as you may have observed, Mark still has a firm erection of his little prick." The women, almost in unison, softly chuckled at Dr. Judy's comment. "Don't worry nephew, when you think back to all this, you'll laugh just thinking about how silly you were in thinking you could use it to satisfy a woman. What Dr. Judy is doing for you is good for you. Okay?" Aunt Monica said to me in a sincere and consoling tone of voice. "Y-Yes ma'am." I replied softly, still hating that my prick was the subject of further ridicule. "As I was saying, Mark's penis has maintained an erection through out all he has been through today. That is absolute testimony enough that he's quite satisfied with what we are doing for him is correct." Dr. Judy said with an obvious tone of confidence and authority. "Remember ladies, I need your support as I continue to give Mark his PANSI therapy treatments. I'm counting on you all to assist, encourage, and provide him affectionate moral support, as I help him to become proud, confident, and secure with his un-manliness and becoming a well rounded PANSI male. I also need you all to support, praise and remind Mark that humiliation at the hands of Millie and her real men, is not only very good for him, but will bond him closer to the woman he adores, loves and eagerly and willingly seeks to please." The women applauded Dr. Judy's little speech and loudly and in virtual unison, promised to do what she asked of them. Diary, all I did was stand by, with my prick still rigid. Nothing I could do could will it down. I didn't dare touch myself because of the device, but also the wrath of the group. "Also ladies, when and if Millie calls upon any of you to participate or perform Mark's monthly flagellation refresher, I expect you to put what's best for Mark in the fore front of your minds. Don't be persuaded by his pleas for mercy until he has had his prescribed mix of lashes from whatever is prescribed for his whipping. You'll be doing him a disservice if you fail to give him the full set, and forcefulness, of prescribed lashes. Okay?" I shuddered, as mother and Aunt Monica led the group in indicating to Dr. Judy they would not heed my cries for mercy, and wouldn't shortchange me in any way, if called upon to be my whipper. I of course hated the idea of monthly flagellations, but Dr. Judy did say I should have an open mine and trust her that I would find pleasures in the pain others inflicted on me, especially Millie. She said that by taking whippings Millie gave me, I was in essence proving my love to her in a way none of real men could or were brave enough to do. It was so strange, but her words really boosted my ego and self-esteem, even if it meant receiving such intense pain. As I thought about the whippings mother gave me on occasions, the only real pleasure I got out of them was when she stopped beating me. However, after being beat by mother, there was a strange and, well sense of having atoned for whatever the offense was that I was being punished for. The after effect was one of starting out again with her with a clean slate. Maybe this is the type of pleasure and mental well being Dr. Judy was alluding too. Oh well, Diary, I'd already concluded that it really didn't matter what I thought about becoming PANSI-fied. Millie and mother, and the others had fully bought into it. And with the shock cock lock on me, I didn't see that I had much chance of fighting city hall, so to speak. Diary, before I left Dr. Judy's that day, I had to suffer another blow to my ego in front of the group of women, who even if they were close to me, it still cause me some degree of embarrassment, despite the relaxed, accepting and mellow mood I was in. "Mark, as part of your therapy, and especially today because of your sore bottom, I want you to start wearing women's panties. I'm giving you a starter complimentary set. The soft sheer lacy material will feel much more soothing than those rough cotton briefs you've been currently wearing. Don't ask any questions now, we'll talk more in our next session. Just do as you're told now, that's all." Diary, once more, I was to be shocked and dumbfounded. Seeing my utter confusion and the agitation on my face, Dr. Judy took my arm and pulled me aside. Still nude below the waist, and with an erection sticking out that I could do nothing about, I followed her into a distant corner of the room. As we talked in a whispered hush tone, she put her arm around my shoulder. "Mark, I can see by the look on your face that you feel like you've reached rock bottom in regard to your image and esteem of being manly. If so, this is good. But is that the reason for your downcast and shocked look and possible thoughts of refusing to wear these pretty panties?" "O-Oh, Dr. Judy, y-you're virtually reading my mind. P- Please d-don't make me wear t-these..." "Mark, these are not what you think they are." "T-They're not? T-Then w-what..." "Sure, they are pretty and lacy and only made of fabric. But they represent far more than that when you slip them on and wear them. They then become a symbol of your courage and audacity, to show that you have a different type of strength. A strength that most, if any, real men have. A strength to be strong through what society would call a lack of manliness. Now Mark, as part of our earlier discussions, you've admitted being called a pantywaist several times before, by both men and women. Am I correct?" I silently nodded my head up and down in response to Dr. Judy's question. "Mark, you've also become less sensitized to being called a pantywaist as well as sometimes a wimp and a sissy too, haven't you?" "I-I, er, w-well, uh..." "I'll take that as a yes. That's what your face is saying. Anyway, the important thing is that you do acknowledge that you meet the criteria of being a pantywaist or a sissy or wimp, since several people of both sexes have labeled you as such. However, I've never heard you say once that Millie has called you any of those names. Am I right?" I silently shook my head side to side. "So you see Mark, while others called you what society has defined as unmanly terms, you have been Millie's shining knight. She adores you despite others have labeled you as being unmanly. She has found a way for you to give her pleasure comparable to the way real men please a woman, even though you both know, you're not a real man. You derived pleasure from the way she lets you please her, because your make up is geared to doing that for her. Nature prepared you for this. Face it Mark, you're a pantywaist, but a pantywaist that has the love and adoration of a beautiful woman. You know you don't want to give up or disappoint Millie. If Millie can accept you as a pantywaist, why can't you?" "Dr. J-Judy, y-you make things s-sound s-so simple b- but..." "Mark, things are simple for you. It's time you stop whining and take action to be stronger in what society has labeled as your weakness and unmanliness. Mark, your strength comes from being unmanly, non-confrontational, compliant with and acquiescent to others, especially to the woman you love. This is the only way for you to ever be contented with yourself. You need to wear these as your badge of courage." Said Dr. Judy as she held up the lacy pink feminine garment. I just looked at them with a lump in my throat. "Don't be afraid of them Mark. It takes courage for you to wear women's panties. You're a courageous person Mark, I know you are. It takes courage to accept becoming desensitized to being called a pantywaist, sissy and a wimp repeatedly. You're comfortable at being obliging, compliant, mild-mannered and, well in general, cowardly Mark. These are positive attributes of your strength." "I-I k-know that I-I'm not as strong as other men, b- but..." "But Mark, you have an inner strength at accepting what society calls humiliation and shame. You should take pride in this. You've shown bravery in the way you took a very good and, I might add, a very professional whipping, earlier. I know you will be just as brave in the future for the subsequent monthly whippings you will be receiving. You were pretty meek in accepting that your cock and balls were under lock and key and were to be controlled by women. This too is an indication of your bravery in admitting that you were too cowardly to resist. Further, you've made up with your promiscuous fiancee, on her terms, and have accepted that you will be faithful but yet will accept her current wanton unbridled promiscuity and future adultery, after you two are married. This, despite that she'll be denying you up until the time you're married, and only allow you to masturbate for your relief, but will require you to suck her fucked cunt. In addition, Mark, you'll be showing your love to her by draining and sucking the viscous ejaculatory deposits her real men make in her almost public snatch. If that's not an outstanding example of gallantry, I don't know what is." "I-I g-guess I-I've never thought of m-myself being gallant before." "Yes Mark, you are. You're a gallant, pussy sucking, semen eating pantywaist. Put on your shield of courage and symbol of bravery. Make Millie, your mother, and the other women proud of you. Have confidence in yourself and wear these panties proudly. After all Mark, what is a confident and brave pantywaist, without his pretty panties on. Here, show me your bravery." Dr. Judy said as she handed me the delicate lacy pair of sheer, pink, lace trimmed panties. As I took them from her, Dr. Judy had indeed made me feel so much better and confident at the prospect of wearing such finery. After pulling them up over my beaten and bruised bottom, I had to admit they were more attractive than my cotton briefs, despite the slight bulge of my small erect prick. Dr. Judy walked me back to the center of the room. She further bolstered my new unmanly ego by applauding as she had me turn around to and directed mother and the others to feel how proper it was for me to wear them and how well they fit me. "His little peter is so cute sticking out and causing a little wet spot because of his pre-cum." "It sure is. It's more like a clit than a prick." Said Millie's mom, to which the group all chuckled loudly. Accustomed now to the constant teased and ridicule about the size of my 3-1/2' prick, I could only smile. I had to accept that it was indeed not up to the job of pleasing a woman such as my fiancee. And after Dr. Judy's various words about how well I took humiliation, I was able to take this in stride even better than before. "Well Mark, it looks like you have another name for your little peter. I think it'll be good therapy for you to refer to it as a clit-prick. Okay?" "Y-Yes ma'am." Sensing she wanted an answer, I meekly and softly replied to Dr. Judy. "I'm so proud of you baby. You look so lovely in panties." Mother said with tears in her eyes as she hugged me tightly. "He's going to make you a fine son-in-law." My Aunt Monica said to Millie's mother, both of which had watery eyes. "Yes he will. My Millie is so lucky to have made such a good catch." "Yes she is. Mark is going to make a fine, pussy sucking and sperm eating pantywaist husband and son-in-law." Spoke Dr. Judy. With all the women providing another round of unsolicited comments about my pussy sucking and the positive morale and confidence booster talk Dr. Judy had given me, I was now blushing with pride, rather than shame, at the accolades I was receiving. It was indeed a good feeling to be complimented. After getting dressed, mother drove me home. Despite the soothing effect of the ointment, I had to lie face down across the rear car seat, as my bottom was too sensitive to sit in the front. As mother drove, she had only warm praise for me. This comforted me somewhat, despite my sensitive bottom. "Dear, your pussy sucking was superb. You really made me proud of you as a mother to see her son with his head in the hairy bushes of five women and work so diligently to tongue lick and suck up the abundant pussy juice and please us all with your wonderful mouth. It's too bad our cunts hadn't been fucked. I think that would've been a welcomed treat for you and us. By the way, does Millie's pussy taste better fucked or un-fucked? Don't be shy dear." "Mother do we have to..." "C'mon sweetie, where is your strength and confidence, you know it's good to you. You're a sperm eater. Admit it. Be strong and confident. Remember, you're a proud pantywaist." "O-Okay mother, if-if you say so t-that I have to be strong in these things. I-I guess f-fucked is-is more f-f-flavorful." "That's a good boy. There's nothing wrong with getting it out, just like you did with accepting and admitting you're a pantywaist. Doesn't it feel better just admitting to me you like eating better men's sperm from your fiancee's well fucked pussy than having it all bottled up in you and creating stress and pressure?" "Y-Yes, I-I, uh, g-guess so." "Good! But I want you to admit the same thing to Millie too dear, the first time you get a chance. Okay?" "O-Okay, if-if you s-say so mother." I replied to mother. I also got up the courage to tell mother I did liked sucking her pussy. "I did too baby and you can count on having your head between my spread thighs many more times. Remember. Dr. Judy said it was good for you to suck mommy's pussy too. And son, the mere fact you're telling me that you liked sucking my pussy brings joy to my heart." I could tell she was happy with me. It was apparent in her voice. Oddly, it made me feel good to please and have mother's approval for something that was definitely unusual and something that before today, I would've considered perverted. Now after having done it, it didn't seem so perverted or un-natural as I once would've considered it to be. For the next few minutes I brought up what I'd heard she and Dr. Judy discussing earlier, while I was eating Millie out. "Son, you have to be whipped for your own well being. It's just your nature. It's best for you to be under foot, and chastised for your own good. That's why I want to make sure that, one, you have a wife that loves you enough to do this for you. I can tell by your tone, you're not fully in agreement with this, but you have to admit Mark, you are indecisive and wishy-washy, and in a word weak. Am I wrong? Tell me!" "Mother, I-I know it's hard for me to make quick decisions a-and that I'm not that strong, b-but..." "Don't even try to explain sweetie pie. You have to face it Mark, you're a wishy-washy mama's boy. You're of marrying age, but you need guidance, control, and oversight dear. And I believe Millie is the right woman to give it to you." "B-But mother, why c-can't we be equal partners rather than her b-being over me?" "Honey, sure marriage is a partnership, but in any marriage, one partner tends to be more equal than the other. And that certainly is the case with you and Millie. She's more sexually experienced, has better leadership qualities than you, and she's certainly more decisive than you are. No son, it's much better for you to be the subordinate partner in the marriage. You're a born follower and will do well under someone like Millie who will lead and help you be the responsible husband she expects you to be, and should be for such a beautiful and talented woman." "Mother, y-you're just like Dr. Judy. I just can't seem to get my points across w-without them b-being turned around a-and against me. Sure I love Millie, b-but it seems as if the price is high for..." "Not a high price, but a bargain son. Second, she's offering you a love that is priceless. Where else could you find such a beautiful woman that is giving you the chance to be her husband, and all you have to do is be loving, adoring, devoted, obedient and do as she tells you? Besides that, she's found a way for you to sexually please her, that is mutually beneficial and ideal, despite your diminutive manly endowments." "O-Oh mother, I-I guess it doesn't matter what I-I say. It-It looks like y-you and Dr. Judy a-and Millie will find a way to turn them around a-and make things sound s-so simplistic. I-I guess the deck is-is stacked against me." "Son, don't sound so despondent. It'll all work out. Just give Dr. Judy's therapy a chance and you'll see that it's right for you." "I-I just w-wish there was no pain. Those whippings a-are going to be hard to get use..." "Just remember sweetie, no pain, no gain. Where is the courage you showed earlier tonight? If you stop trying to be courageous enough to become stronger and more confident in your unmanliness, why I would assume that Dr. Judy might have to increase the number of whippings for you to, say 2 or 3 times a month until you show promise of..." "T-Two or three! N-No not that!" "Then sweetie, doesn't it make sense for you to do what it takes to make the therapy a success?" "Y-Yes ma'am." I said meekly after a moment's pause, but the tone of my voice showed my feeling of being vanquished. "And as we've told you, Millie will be the perfect wife, overseer, and manager for you, just as you'll be the perfectly well mannered husband for her. That is, after you get all the therapeutic treatments and training Dr. Judy has planned for you." I remained silent and said nothing in reply to mother. As I again seemed to mentally come back around to the same conclusion. That is, that the only way for me was the way Dr. Judy and the women in my life wanted me to go. "Another thing son, your attitude shows that you're getting over the shame that I know you had before starting Dr. Judy's PANSI therapy. I just know that her therapy is going to do you a world of good. Why just look at you, willingly putting on and wearing such pretty lacy panties, not to mention your admitting you're a proud pantywaist. That's a very good sign of things to come. Another thing is your acceptance of being worthless as a man and your committing to further enhancing yourself as a PANSI Trained male and husband. These were good and courageous things for you to have done Mark. Don't put yourself down for having done so, but have pride in yourself." Mother's praise did help me to recall the strange sense of courage I felt making the pronouncements she mentioned. And that seemed to boast my confidence and to gird myself to weather the upcoming two weeks of abstinence, which meant I wouldn't be able to play with myself at will. I remembered what occurred at Dr. Judy's office, when I had barely given my throbbing prick a good stroke. That caused a warning light to flash on all the remotes that the women had. It was an alarm feature indicating that I was trying to handle myself. In addition, I got a very mild warning sensation of an electric shock. Which was sufficient to make me lose interest in touching myself. It also caused me to lose the hard-on I had. It was still a mystery to me as to how the electronics in the device could tell I was stroking myself, even though there is nothing covering my cock. I felt truly as if I was under lock and key and helpless. I knew I had to go along with was expected of me. Well Diary, I guess thinking in that context was making made me feel more confident in the manner that Dr. Judy desired. That is, that thinking positive and happily adjusting to conditions that others impose on me, was excellent therapy for me. COMMENTS BY DR. JUDY: As the reader can see, from a description of the events previously described, including entries from Mark's Diary, Mark and Millie are back together as a couple, with Mark well on the road to understanding the need for his PANSI Therapy. And based on his own observations, that subordination of his self for the use and benefit of others, especially Millie, and other family female relatives, is being seen as a positive for him. He also has accepted that he must keep an open mind about being whipped, and has accepted the inevitability that he has to submit to such for his own good. In addition, it's clear to me that Mark knows that his mother is very much in favor of him receiving the monthly whippings I have prescribed for him. Because his mother has done such an excellent job of training him as a mama's boy, Mark needs and wants to please his mom. Therefore he has rationalized, and very appropriately so, that it is correct for him to be flagellated and deserving of the ensuing pain that results from such whippings. It's valuable for him to have experienced whippings at the hands of those that love him, because it drives home the point that they the resulting pain is good and necessary for him, because a loved one is doing the whipping. As a professional, it is so rewarding to see a patient accept what is good for him and to admit that he is worthless as a real man, as well as accepting that he is better off being a subjugated PANSI class male. This will be a male who is at ease and totally comfortable pleasing others sexually, as well as who will be pleased himself with being used in the process. Also, I can't say enough good things about Mark's mother and her diligence in helping him find happiness and harmony in a marital relation, that's suited to the pantywaist he really is. In addition, with them both comfortable with him sucking her pussy, his mama's boy disposition can only be positively enhanced. Additionally, it's not popular with him, but he knows that he has to accept that his genitals are under electronic lock and key, and that Millie and the other women relatives are in control of his masturbatory sexual relief. At this juncture in his treatment, I saw Mark as definitely being ready to accept that his only concern is to be supportive to the woman he loves, and that loves him. My purpose was to get him closer to enjoy doing things in a subservient and obsequious manner, for the person he loves, while not worrying about what society thinks. In the end, the result will be him understanding the special pleasure that comes from his willingness to degrade himself - that is, in the eyes of society. But in his fiancee's eyes, it will be seen as a series of strong demonstrations of his love and commitment to her. Mark has to understand, and accept, that abasement is ideal for his personality type, since it provides his fiancee a type of pleasure that none of her real men can provide her. My goal therefore is to show him that what society sees as humiliation, is really his way to better cement the bonds of love between himself and Millie, his fiancee and wife-to-be. ###End of Part 3### Stay Tuned For Part 4