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Subject: {ASSM} New Story - The Helpful Doctor (wife, humiliation, m/f, mm/f, mmm/f)
Date: Mon, 10 Mar 2003 07:10:02 -0500
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WARNING: This story is fiction, and should be treated as such.  The
following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains
descriptions of explicit sex.  If you are not an adult, or reading sex
stories upset you, DO NOT read any further.  If it is illegal in your
georgraphical location, DO NOT read it.  

The Helpful Doctor (wife, humiliation, m/f, mm/f,
mmm/f)

        "Doctor, thanks for seeing me on such notice,"
I said.

	"Don't mention it.  What is troubling you, Ar...jun?"
the psychiatrist said.   "Did I pronounce your name
correctly?"

	"Yes, Dr. Drake," I replied.   "Well my problem is
that I am unable to perform sexually with my wife ever
since I married her."

	"Do you mean you could have sex with your wife before
you married her?" the doctor said as he rubbed his
goatee.

	"Doctor, I had an arrange marriage.  My parents
arranged it as it is our custom in India.  I hardly
spoke with my wife till we got married by our priest. 
And I have never had sex with my wife and it has been
a year," I spoke with despair as I looked around the
comfortable office of the doctor.

	"Let me see," the doctor said as he looked at the
form I had filled out in the waiting room.   "You are
twenty-five years old and your wife is twenty-one."

	"Yes," I said looking downwards.

	"You could help me very much if you could tell me
anything that you believe could have caused this
problem," the doctor asked.

	"I do know what is causing this problem.  That is why
I am here.  I hope you can help me," I replied.  I had
taken a sip of water that the kind receptionist had
brought in.

	"I can understand that it may be difficult to divulge
what happened but unless I know what is behind your
problem, I won't be able to help you.   Can you please
tell me in your words what is causing this and take as
much time as you need.  I know it is difficult," Dr.
Drake said in a soft voice.

	I began to recount the events that took place ten
years ago.  I didn't find it difficult at all.  In
fact its memory was the only thing that would spring
my penis to life.  Unfortunately even my beautiful
wife's naked body sprawled on a bed could not keep my
penis erect.

	"When I was fifteen years old, my father who was a
very wealthy businessman in India had some trouble
with some investors in a land deal.  Unfortunately
they didn't take the loss kindly.  I didn't know
anything about this at that time.  It was just one
Sunday evening at home, we were all sitting down
enjoying a Hindi film, an Indian movie.  The maids all
had the day off.   My elder brother and his new wife,
my elder sister and my parents were having tea and
snacks when there was a heavy knocking on the door. 
My mom went to open the door and suddenly there were
these very dangerously looking men in my house.  
There were seven of them.   One of them held my mom
with a knife to her throat.  She was terribly scared,"
I said and slowly sipped some more water.
	The doctor didn't move or say anything, so I
continued.  "These men were lowlife crooks.  They had
tied us up, just the men to the chairs.  My father
pleaded to the men that he knew why they were here and
that he would personally cover the losses.  He begged
them to leave and that he would even give them extra
money.   The men held my mother, my brother's wife and
my sister.   They were touching them in the privates
while my father kept pleading.   They trashed the
furniture to make room in the family room.  One of
them had a video camera and placed it on a tripod at
the corner of the room.  The leader casually with a
scissor ripped off my sister-in-law's clothes as he
told my father that nothing would change what was
going to happen tonight.  I heard my father moan and
my brother shrieking them to stop.  They slapped him
real hard and laughed.  My brother's wife was shaking
all over trying to get away from their grip but to no
avail as all her clothes were removed in pieces.  Then
they just let her stand there in front of us in her
full nakedness.  She didn't even try to cover herself.
 That was when I got hard in my pants.  Next they
worked on my mother and ripped of her clothes too. 
Lastly they got my sister naked.   Even though I was
scared, my body reacted to the sight of their nudity. 
 The men lustily watched the show.   Then the guys
started getting naked."

	I had paused and the doctor prodded me to continue.

	"They had their way.  With their dicks of various
sizes, they rammed them into my mom's pussy and shoved
them into my then eighteen years old sister's mouth.  
My sister-in-law gave one of them a blow-job while the
other fucked her from behind.   It seemed that the
women enjoyed themselves.  I heard my mom moaning as
they pounded into her.  My sister-in-law was a real
slut finding any dick to suck and my sister just kept
prodding the men to take her one by one.  The whole
thing took seven eight hours.   In the end, they
lifted each of the women with their legs spread out
and shoved their pussies into our faces one by one. 
They told me to lick it so I had to lick their semen
off my sister's, my sister-in-law's and my mom's
pussy.   They did the same to my dad and my brother. 
It was totally humiliating but I had an orgasm myself.
 My poor father in the end paid the money and got the
videotape which he immediately incinerated it over the
stove."

	"I see," the doctor said thoughtfully.  "What
happened to your family after this?"

	"Amazingly things went back to normal.   Like nothing
ever happened.  But for me, it changed me forever.  My
mother acted like my mother.  My sister and
sister-in-law never even mentioned the episode.  But
my mind went crazy.  Before going to bed every night,
I kept going over what happened that night as I
masturbated myself to sleep," I said.

	"Interesting," the doctor mulled.  After a brief
moment, he asked, "Does the idea of someone being
taken against her will turn you on?"

	I replied, "yes."

	"Have you ever tried role playing?" the doctor asked

	"Believe me, I have tried.  I played the role of an
intruder, ripped of my wife's clothes and tied her up.
 But it wasn't real.   It wasn't some stranger taking
my wife.  It was me.  I fantasize of someone taking my
wife forcefully and making me watch it.  It is only
then that I get excited.  It is only then that I
ejaculate using my hands," I said.

	"Is your wife a virgin?" the doctor asked?  He wrote
something on his notepad.

	"Yes, she is.  Doctor, I have a wonderful wife.  She
has done everything to help me but sooner or later, I
am afraid she is going to leave me.  I need to be able
to do my duty as a husband.   I really hope you can
help me," I pleaded.

	The doctor responded, "There is no magic pill, Arjun,
unfortunately.   This problem is two-fold.  One is
that you are unable to perform sexually with your wife
and subsequently your wife is not getting any sex. 
Secondly you are only able to get aroused seeing
someone else taking advantage sexually of your wife. 
We can resolve the problem of your wife getting sex
and of your getting aroused seeing your wife getting
sex.  However I am finding it challenging for you to
have a normal sexual relation with your wife.  What
you witnessed as a child has made you equate
humiliation with sexual stimulation.  Getting therapy
at that time of the incident would have been very
helpful."

	"Doctor, in India people don't believe in therapy. 
Life just goes on," I said.

	"If you wife is cooperative in helping resolve this
problem, I can re-create situations to get you
sexually aroused.  However I really cannot say that if
by getting you exposed to this sexual stimulus will
eventually lead you to get over this trauma and to
lead you to a normal sexual relationship," the doctor
surmised.   He adjusted his horn-rimmed glasses and
looked at me awaiting my reaction.

	"So you don't think there is any hope," I said.  I
felt deflated.

	"There is always hope.  I just cannot say the therapy
that I suggested will resolve the problem.  Without
trying I really don't know," Dr. Drake replied.  He
looked at his watch and said, "time's up."

	"Doctor.  So what should I do?" I pleaded.  The
doctor had already gotten up and sat on his impressive
desk to write down some notes.

	He looked up and said, "Come by next Tuesday same
time and bring your wife."


	Ritu was exceptionally quiet when I told her about my
meeting with Dr. Drake.  "I don't understand," she
said.   She was always impeccably dressed in the
latest fashion and men found her quite attractive.

	"The doctor is saying that in order to resolve my
problem, he wants me to watch you get taken sexually
by other men," I said sadly knowing just the thought
was getting me sexually charged.

	"Don't you think that is quite drastic," my wife
responded in her usually pensive manner.  Her pout
make her look very desirable, especially when someone
was raping her.

	"He said it would be a step in the right direction,"
I said.

	"I always expected to have sex with you, Arjun.  Not
with strangers and many men.  Is this what you want me
to do to save our marriage?" Ritu said as her silky
hair casually rested on her shoulders.

	There wasn't much to say anymore on this matter. 
Ritu agreed to see the doctor.


	When Dr. Drake got a sight of my wife, his whole
demeanor had changed.  I had expected the same
non-compassionate distant person that I had met a week
before.  Today he seemed rather goofy as he tried to
impress Ritu with witty remarks and general praise on
her appearance.   Ritu had worn a short denim skirt,
her smooth olive thighs exposed to the doctor.  I
didn't think it was the appropriate attire for this
meeting.

	The doctor didn't seem to waste any time.   He said,
"I employ three African American men that would be
perfect for the sessions I would suggest.  However
being that Ritu is a virgin and uninitiated in the
methods of sex, I don't think she would be ready to be
exposed to their manhood.  As you know they are quite
impressive in girth and length."

	The thought of three black men taking on my wife was
rushing blood to my meager organ.   "So how do you
suggest she get initiated in the ways of sex," I
asked.

	"I really don't know at this time.  Most of my
surrogates are women for sexually inadequate men.  The
men that are in this field are usually chosen for
their sexual prowess and their impressive penises.  I
don't want to suggest an untrained partner as they are
not professional enough to detach themselves
emotionally from the sex."

	With courage my wife spoke, "I think I can handle the
three men that you suggested."

	"You need to first enlarge yourself.  You need to be
exposed gently and to a much smaller penis for your
initial penetrations.  The thing is that I just don't
know how to get the right person for this.  Although I
do not endeavor in such activities with my patients,
in this case I really can't suggest anyone but
myself," the doctor said.  "I can bring about a
certain level of enlargement but I just hope it would
be sufficient for the next step in the therapy."


	The venue suggested by Dr. Drake was our apartment. 
It was a familiar setting for Ritu and the doctor
suggested it would make the experience a little more
comfortable for her.  He had arrived on time and
proceeded without fanfare to get started.  I was tied
to a chair in our bedroom.  My pants and underwear
were pulled down to my ankles and my right hand was
free to reach my penis for my self-pleasuring.

	"For effect, I need to be a little rough with you,"
the doctor explained to my wife.

	The doctor quite adeptly had my wife naked.  He
called her a "slut" and a "whore" as he tied her legs
and arms spread eagle on our bed.  He pulled out
shaving cream, scissor and a razor from his bag.  My
dick stood to attention as I knew my wife loved her
shaggy carpet between her legs.  He busily snipped
away her hairy pussy.   He then covered her with
shaving cream and proceeded to shave her bald. 
Finally as he wiped a hot towel around her pussy, I
saw for the first time her puffy lips proudly
glistening for attention.  I marveled at its beauty.

	"I want you to see a cock that wants you," the doctor
said as he undressed on one side of the bed so that
Ritu could see this middle-aged man's naked tool as it
plopped free from the confines of his heather-gray
cotton Jockeys.  

	"Thank you, Dr. Drake," Ritu said.  "I can't wait
anymore."

	The pale skin of the doctor contrasting with the
young olive beauty that was my wife was interesting. 
His wrinkled buttocks pockmarked with age spots
looming a little above her lovely pear shaped breasts
as he slapped his five-incher across my wife's cheek
was getting a good reaction from my pecker.  "Lick it
for lubrication, you bitch," he commanded Ritu.

	My wife had her tongue out quickly and began to slap
her saliva onto his pale white penis.   After she made
the organ glisten, he proceeded from the awkward
position to place his body now over Ritu's body.   He
adjusted his cock towards her opening, inches away to
breaking her virginity.  Dr. Drake reveled at his good
fortune as his cock pushed open the untouched confines
of my wife's tunnel.  At the breaking of the gates, my
wife yelped from the pain.  Tears ran down her cheeks
as the doctor expertly tore open her hymen.  Blood
spotted the sheets.

	I watched with delight as my wife had sex for the
first time in her life.  I grabbed my pecker and
stroked it vigorously.  I could see that the doctor
enjoyed himself immensely.   His mouth explored Ritu's
mouth, their tongues slithering against each other. 
He turned towards me and said, "Your wife is amazing. 
She is the hottest bitch I ever fucked."

	Dr. Drake pounded faster.  Ritu moaned.  I started to
cum.  Just as the doctor shot his load into my wife, I
had also spurted onto the carpet.

	"I'll be back Wednesday evening," the doctor said as
he put on his clothes.  He untied Ritu first and she
gave the doctor a warm hug with her naked body.  Then
she untied me.

	With the excuse that Ritu needed to still get used to
sex and have her vagina ready for the larger black
cocks, Dr. Drake came by for three nights every week. 
Ritu wasn't tied down to the bed anymore.  They just
shared the bed, fucking and sucking all night. 
Sometimes I watched, masturbating.  Seeing them cuddle
in bed like lovers delighted me.  If I gave them some
privacy by sleeping on the couch in the family room,
the doctor even allowed me to lick off his semen from
Ritu's pussy.   

	The doctor hadn't yet brought the three black men for
Ritu and my wife became impatient.  However routinely
he still spent the night with my wife.  When Dr. Drake
left town for a two-week seminar, I could see that
Ritu became edgy.  After a week without fucking, her
mood worsened.

	I didn't look forward coming home from work during
this time.  Ritu wouldn't make dinner.  She kept
yelling at me.  But on Tuesday night, I was met with a
warm hug and a nice hot dinner.  At first I thought
the doctor had come back early but she informed me
that Dr. Drake had not returned.   Then she told me to
come to the bedroom for dessert.  Ritu pulled down her
pants and panties and told me to lick her clean.  When
I saw the telltale sign of cum between her legs, I
dove hungrily licking and swallowing the semen
belonging to someone I didn't know.  I even licked her
panties where most of the semen had already fallen on.

	"You know I ran into those two college kids at
apartment 301," my wife explained.  "They were in the
laundry room and I was just so horny, I asked them if
they would fuck me.   You should see the expression on
their faces.  They thought I was joking but I went to
them and put my hands on the front of their pants."

	My penis had become hard and strong.  I removed my
pants and started to stroke my organ as I kept sucking
on her vagina.

	"This is great," Ritu said.  She was clearly excited
by my hungry mouth doing its magic on her.

	"Tell me what happened," I begged when I came up for
air.

	"They thought I was joking.  But they quickly took me
to their apartment.   I was just so horny I just
wanted them to rip off my clothes.  They were too slow
so I got all my clothes off and started jumping on
them.  They must have thought I was crazy.  Anyway one
of them finally got his clothes off and I just impaled
myself on his dick," Ritu said with excitement I
haven't heard in a long time.

	"Do you enjoy that I am swallowing their semen?" I
asked my wife.

	"Oh yes, honey.  I never felt so good," Ritu said.  
"Do you know how it is to be the center of attention
of two young horny men?  They just took my body into a
spin.  One sucked on my breasts as the other fucked
me.   Their faces showed total amazement at what was
happening and that was just so thrilling."

	I shot my load in spurts and I collapsed.   Ritu
snuggled close to me, happy for both of us.

	Ritu was now ready for the three black men.  Dr.
Drake eventually got them to visit our apartment.  The
doctor took advantage of Ritu for another three weeks
before he let go.  I couldn't blame him.  She was
probably the hottest young thing the doctor had ever
seen.   In the interim, Ritu was also able to snag the
husky Hispanic guard at our apartment who couldn't
believe his luck to fuck my wife in front of me.  For
the three black men, they were quite gentle much to my
surprise.  They did have the biggest and fattest cocks
I had seen which they used proficiently on my wife. 
Just like in the gangbang videos I loved to watch,
they had her in all direction, her small olive frame
contrasting with their dark muscular bodies.

	Just as the doctor thought, I never could fuck my
wife in a monogamous relationship.  Ritu loved being a
slut and I got seeing her getting fucked.  The more
humiliated I got the harder my dick got.  It was
simple as that.  In a year's time she had done so many
different men, I couldn't keep track anymore.  It was
just a blur of men coming in and out, spreading the
word of an easy fuck and a stupid husband.

The End.

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