You feel her pull your cheeks apart – this feels so infantile! The cold bulb of an old-style thermometer pushes against your bottom, then slides in, invading you. You feel it slide up inside, and the Abdl Sitter hand resting on your bottom. After a moment, she withdraws it and records your temperature, then leaves the exam room. Mistress Janey stops in the hall to talk to Ms. Tawny, the sitter. “Did the conditioning work?” she asks. Ms. Tawny smiles. “Like a charm. He’s doing everything without any arguments. Didn’t even cover himself when I walked him in front of the open door.” Nurse Janey smiles. “I guess we’ll be reporting that the hypnotic suggestion works better when masked in music then. Most people don’t even notice it playing in the background, and then it […]
