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Stanley's 3rd Appointment (3rd 'Stanley' installment) "I'm afraid," whimpered Stanley as he lay naked on Ms. van Handler's exam table. "Afraid of what, dear?" asked Ms. van Handler solicitously. "I'm afraid of being castrated, very afraid," answered Stanley in a soft trembling voice. "Oh, yes, of course, I should have guessed," said Ms. van Handler, "all my patients say the same thing when they first start my treatment program. But don't worry, you'll get over it, they all do. What you have to understand, Stanley, is that my treatment program doesn't just apply physical techniques to re-align your sexuality, but it also involves behavioral ones, as well, ones that are designed to help alter many of your emotional responses and attitudes. For example, at the present moment, you seem to view castration as a sort of punishment that you have been sentenced to undergo, but, in actuality, you will, in the course of your treatment, believe it or not, come to accept it as a special privilge that you will work hard to become a canditate for." Ms. van Handler couldn't help but to burst out laughing for a brief time when she saw Stanley's confused and bewildered expression on his face in reaction to what she had been saying. "Oh Stanley, you really are so silly," continued Ms. van Handler, "you seem to totally forget that your participation in my treatment program is entirely voluntary. You are free to get up and leave at any time, although I must warn you that if you do, there is no turning back, because, you see, I make it a policy to never accept ex-patients who have left the treatment program before it has been completed." "Oh, I don't want to leave the program," Stanley was quick to blurt out, "your treament program has come to mean so much to me, Ms. van Handler, I've never felt happier or more fulfilled since I began to surrender ownership of my private sex organs to you. It's just that castration seems so final, and I'm worried about becoming like that Mr. Wormer I saw last week." "Oh, I should have guessed," said Ms van Handler, "that damn Wormer! I'm going to have to re-assign him to duties in the back room where there's no danger he'll bump into the patients. Well, I should have said this before, Stanley, but Mr. Wormer is not a typical ex-patient. Nearly all of my patients who have gone through the whole program lead completely happy and well adjusted lives and have come completely to accept, and even cherish, their serenely chaste eunuch status. You'll see, Stanely, you'll see. I can tell right now that you're going to be one of my success stories." "Tell you what, Stanely," Ms. van Handler continued, "there are a couple of things that you can do to help you get used to the idea of castration. One is to make an appointment for a free consultation with my friend Alicia Angelfeather. I spoke with her the other day and she told me about meeting you on the sidewalk outside the clinic. She's very anxious to meet you and to show you that you have absolutely nothing to worry about. And, as an added inducement, you'll be happy to know that Ms. Angelfeather keeps a special masturbation chair in her exam room, too, just like the one I've got, because she's found that patients that come to her for the free consultation usually become very aroused during the exam, and she knows naughty boys who get big hard cocks on the exam table will usually jump at the opportunity to perform for her and her assistant and give them a really hot jerk off show!" Stanley's hard cock reared and bobbed several times as he was listening to this, and the head was dribbling copiously. "Another thing you might be interested in, Stanley," continued Ms. van Handler, "is a special support group that Ms. Angelfeather and I run called Coping With Prospective Castration. It's enrollment is nearly at maximum now, about 50 attendees, but I think we can squeeze in one more. The general format of the meetings is very informal, with the attendees getting some of their silly fears off their chests and sharing them with others. We've found that being able to share in this fashion with others really helps speed the adjustment process in our patients. And at each meeting we have one of my ex-patients, one who's had 'it' done to them, to field any questions people might have about it." Stanley said that he thought that that sounded nice, and that he'd like to attend. "And, oh!" exclaimed Ms. van Handler, "I almost forgot, as an added treat, we always end the meetings with a mass circle jerk! All the attendees disrobe, except Ms. Angelfeather and I, of course, and sit in their chairs, which are placed in a formation of concentric circles. Then, Ms. Angelfeather and I, standing in the center, give the signal to start. We then carefully monitor the progress of each attendee and orchestrate the cirlce jerk so that all the attendees cum at the same time! It's truly a magnificent experience, I can tell you, to be surrounded by 50 panting and grunting men, all of them vigorously pumping their hands in their laps, and then, before you know it, they all start spurting out their lovely thick hot cum at the same time while we watch! We make a point of videotaping each such event, and I must confess that Ms. Angelfeather and I often put one of the video tapes on at home and unashamedly jill-off while watching! I have to warn you, though, since you'll be the new guy at the meeting, it'll be your job to mop up all the jism on the floor. He! He!" Stanley's hard cock reared, bobbed and dribbled some more as he listened to this. "But," said Ms. van Handler, "I suspect that what is really troubling you, Stanley, is the same thing that troubles all of my new patients. They begin to feel dark, disturbing desires that compel them to offer themselves totally to a powerful, dominating castratrix. Don't worry, Stanley, such feelings are completely normal, and, in fact, it is one of the prime objectives of my treatment program to re-align you with these dark inner feelings of submission and surrrender. It can sometimes be a strange and perilous journey of discovery, but have courage, Stanley, and I will do my utmost to see that you make it through to the end and realize your full potential, just as I have done with so many others before you." Then the real appointment got underway. This week's activity invovled Ms. van Handler probing Stanley's rectum with a special stainless steel probe in order to test his rectal responses. This entailed rhythmically prodding him with the probe while she firmly stroked his bursting penis. It didn't take very long before Stanley was spurting copiously all over his belly. Ms. van Handler and her assistant laughed and encouraged Stanley while he was cumming and told him to be sure and get it all out, and laughed some more. After he was done, Ms. van Handler took some moist towelettes to clean Stanley's semen off her hands, and then handed some towelettes to Stanley, telling him to clean himself up, get dressed and then go home. She explained that since he had already been allowed to have an orgasm, there was no need for him to jerk off in the special masturbation chair this week. "See you at the support group meeting!" Ms. van Handler merrily called out to him as Stanley left.
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