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Going through the front gate, I thought of myself, how it was possible for me with such a low salary, that I got a treatment of Doctor Miller. I was just working a part time job at the locals discounter, but still, after just trying once, I got accepted. It really was confusing me but at the same time I was so happy, that I don't need to search for another Doc. to treat me.

Actually I didn't introduced myself, did I? My Name's Michael, short just Mike, I'm 20 years old an apart from my job I'm studying at the University here. Recently my back just suddenly starts hurting and my general practitioner said that i should go to someone like Doctor Miller.
He's a sports physician, so i was told. That's why I hope he's able to help me, also because he is a famous Doctor in this city, because he seams very personal and friendly, still proficient and focused on his work. AND normally there wasn't even the slightest chance to get an appointment, when you don't want to wait over a year. So when I got the Mail from his assistant, I was really surprised I got accepted.
Now back to the Present. The front Door was one of those big rotating things, which you can also find in those big department stores, also it was a quite big building. I already know, that Doctor Miller only had one or two floors in this building, but it was impressive as hell just looking at the house itself. I guess it has to be about 20-30 Meters high, one of the biggest buildings here.
Coming to the reception, there was a tall man standing and I have to say, he was looking quite good.
In my past life I had some girlfriends and I really liked them, don't get me wrong, but secretly I also liked men a bit, but I wasn't sure about it. Until now I had no experiences with men and actually I had no intentions to make some in the near future, I was quite happy with my current life right now except for my arching back.
Back at the reception I asked the guy on which floor Doctor Miller has his office. The guy smiled, he was in his late 20ties, and answered: “ Go take the elevator, it's on the 5th floor.” He pointed at a door behind the reception. “He also has a floor underground, where you can rest until you get called into his office, but be careful, most of the room there are private. If you want to go there I would recommend using the stairs, it's not worth waiting for the elevator.” While he was talking I looked at hes white teeth, following his lips until I recognized what I was doing.
Blood rushed into my face, but, I hope before he recognized it, I turned my face away and went to the elevator. “Thanks!” I said, but before I could end my word he already interrupted me: “Wait! Please give me your name and your passport, I need to confirm if you have an appointment. Please come back here, I also have a sheet which I need you to fill out.” Uff, I thought to myself, hoping my body would not betray myself. Barely looking at him I took the piece of paper and flew over it.
They wanted to know my high and other stuff, which was quite logic, also they asked, if it would be fine to exterminate my body, which was also fine, I thought. I mean, I was here for that, wasn't I?
Also there was this strange line:
The patient to be treated allows the treating physician to interfere with the patient’s personal freedoms in order to ensure that the patient can rest healthy and without further problems after the treatment and until the treating physician declares the treatment to be terminated. Private spatial kites are made available for this purpose. After the treatment, the patient may feel weak, so that an employee is put at his disposal in order to care for both well.
This part was a little weird, but it seemed to be fine so I singed it. Finally, after showing my passport and bringing the contract back to the reception I went to the elevator and drove in the fifth stock.
Here, too, a young man in his work gown was waiting for me. “Good day”, he said and looked at me penetrating with his blue eyes at “they are certainly master Michael Winter?” Mike’s enough, thank you"I answered quickly with a smile. ” mike then, hmm” the, (apparently?) assistant of doctor Miller quickly noted something on a sheet. ” Well all right”, he then remarked “the contract have they already signed?” I just nodded “mmhm, very well” my opposite muttered inside. It was only now that I started to shy away from him. his clothes were tight, you could see immediately, the sport was probably a leisure activity of him. he had a short beard and captivating blue eye. his hair was cut to an undercut. I would have estimated him to be 32 years old. ' They really have a lot of. . . nice. . . employees” I thought in my head, but my opposite seemed to know what I was thinking and I turned the look away. "Please follow me" said Paul, his name tag stuck to his right breast, with a smile, while he pressed a glass of water into my hand and a tablet began to dissolve. " and when the tablet has dissolved, they drink it" a bit by surprise, i hadn't even had to wait for my appointment, i just nodded and quickly followed Paul into a small room, in which there was a mobile bed, with small rings on the four corners. a chair had been pushed to the side and on one wall there was a running pc, with unfinished tables. Towards the window there were some devices that looked like they could be used to determine body weight, size and the like. Paul turned to me and said, "you can sit down if you like, I'm getting doctor Miller now. " I was just able to say thank you, when Paul was already out the door.
The tablet in my glass, which I still held in my hand, had by now dissolved, so that I emptied the glass with a few cuts. it tasted a little sweet, after nothing I knew. ' Maybe a little bit like cherry' I thought and looked out the window to wait for the time until Doctor Miller came. Finally, it knocked on a door that I hadn’t even noticed had been closed. “Hello Mister. . . winter” said a soothing nice vote. When I saw Doctor Miller, my heart seemed to blow. ” Mike’s enough”, I said, “I’m glad I didn’t stutter. ” Well, then Mike, “Dr. Miller said with a smile. ” Please call me Rene too, that using the surname is always so formal"The one who seemed to blind me.
Doctor Miller, Rene, was probably about 30 years old, had a full-beard and you! what a body. Under his coat you could see his t-shirt, that his muscles couldn’t even partially cover up, his tight pants read more than he probably knew and his face. . . his green eyes smiled warmly while he had just stunning facial features. If I’ve ever seen an angel, it’s him. on the other hand, actually, women were probably more my things, but with him I would actually think it might be better.
“To begin with the treatment, I have already looked at all the necessary documents, I would like to start with an examination accordingly. Please take your clothes off and stand there at the microphone. started Doctor Miller. Should I really undress completely in front of this. . . man? I swallowed. at least he should help me, I guess I don’t have a choice in this respect. I got up, slower than I wanted, and started to undress, only the underpants I put on. After that, I went over to the gadgets, just to notice that I was standing right in front of the window and anyone who would have looked up could have seen me. One hand lay on my shoulder and drove down my back with some pressure. since I hadn’t expected the touch, I shrugged together, temporarily another warm hand held me on the side. “All right, tighten up”, Rene said with his soothing voice. I only look for tension”, he continued, while he continued to watch my backs. Then he nodded a few paintings and meant to me to stand right now.
He now did some tests, of which I did not know how far they would help him identify the problem, but I read everything with me. Maybe because I felt more and more tired. “Very good” finished Dr. Miller sine tests"and now please lie down on the whip there, on the back I did as he had told me and as I lay on the whip, I felt my eyes were getting heavier. “The water you just drank” Dr. Miller pointed to the teaching glass that I had put on the side, “I put an anesthetic in there. but do not worry, this is only for medical purposes, when you wake up you will notice the first changes and when we are done with the treatment, you will feel much better” The smiling face of Rene was the last thing I saw before my eyelids fell on me and the blackness of the sleep came over me.

When I woke up, it was still dark. Not dark, but do so that I couldn’t see all too much. But I noticed right away that something was wrong. I tried to move, only to notice that my arms were tied to the head of the whip. even my legs couldn’t be moved. And then I realized that I was completely naked. However. . . there was something on my penis. I looked down at myself, and it took me away.
A penis cage had been disturbed around my dick, so that my otherwise 7 inches long dick had been completely incarcerated. I couldn’t believe what just happened to me here. how did I get into this situation? What was it all about?