I looked in the mirror and was really disappointed with one area of my weight loss and it was my chest. I had taken up running, cycling, and lifting weights to reduce my body fat. I am not a vain person who did it for appearance; I did it because my doctor told me I would not be around much longer if I did not.
It was a year and a half later and my body fat levels were at extremely healthy levels. I could see my abdominal muscles for the first time in my life. Yet when I looked at my chest I had fat tissue around the nipple area. I decided to mention it to my general practitioner doctor and see if he had any suggestions. He said, “You have gynecomastia. In other words, your excessive weight allowed your system to produce estrogen and you cannot diet the effects away.”
I asked what I could do and he handed me a card. He said, “Avani is one of the best in her specialty. She can take care of that with a simple outpatient procedure.”
I made an appointment to see Avani Paranandi. I was really nervous because I had never had any type of surgery except routine oral surgery. Since this seemed somewhat cosmetic to me I wasn’t really sure I wanted to go through with it. I wanted to meet with the doctor to see if there was some other way and if there was not, how quickly I could recover.
Avani was very thin, had beautiful chocolate brown skin, deep dark black eyes and shiny black hair. I was surprised she was so thin as most of the women where I work who are from India were heavy set. Of course they were a little older so I thought to myself that maybe someday Avani would be heavier too.
Having been fat for so many years I was still very uncomfortable with my shirt off around other people. When Avani asked me to remove my shirt I had to remind myself she was a doctor and would not be judgmental. She said, “Okay Mr. Jones, please remove your shirt so I can examine your chest.”
I removed my shirt and she suddenly got a big smile on her face. I thought she was going to laugh or something. I finally said, “Doc, is everything OK?”
She said, “Wow, I usually only see this with steroid users. Are you sure you didn’t use any performance enhancing supplements? I honestly need to know.”
She came over to where I was sitting, squeezed my biceps and said, “Because men do not usually have this kind of muscularity in my office unless they have been doing steroids.”
I assured her I had not so she said, “Okay, I want to have you tested for breast cancer and if you come back clean we can take care of that problem. Do your nipples ever hurt?”
I said no. She said, “Even if someone pushes on them?”
She squeezed my chest between her two fingers and said, “Does that hurt?” I shook my head no.
She squeezed my nipples and said, “Does that hurt?”
My breathing rapidly increased, my face turned flush and my penis went hard. I said, “No, that doesn’t hurt.”
She said, “Are you lying to me?” Then she squeezed them again.
I said, “No, it doesn’t hurt. It feels incredibly good. Please stop.”
She said, “Hmm. Interesting. So when I do this you feel pleasure.” She tweaked my nipples again and I almost fell off the examination table.
Avani said, “We can do a very easy surgical procedure to correct that problem and it should be covered by your insurance. It sure seems a waste to remove all that pleasure tissue. Are you sure you want them removed?”
I said, “Come on Doc, they almost look feminine.”
She started writing in my chart and said, “Almost but not really. Please schedule your surgery for a time that is convenient for you. We will do the surgery in the hospital across the street in their outpatient surgery. My surgery nurse will contact you with the details.”
Two days after I scheduled my surgery Avani’s surgery nurse called me and gave me the details of my surgery. I arranged for a friend to drive me, made sure I didn’t eat before the surgery and arrived at the hospital.
The anesthesiologist inserted the IV and I started to panic. I imagined my nipples being sliced open by a scalpel and tried to sit up off the operating table. The anesthesiologist said, “Calm down. Let me just give you some oxygen.” I saw the mask coming down towards my face and the next thing I knew I was in the recovery room.
I tried to sit up but the drugs hadn’t worn off yet. A recovery nurse came over and said, “Oh you’re awake. See, that wasn’t so bad. I heard you gave everyone a little scare. How do you feel?”
I said, “Hungry. Oh and my chest hurts.”
She said, “Perfectly normal. We’ll get you fed as soon as the doctor clears it.”
I pulled back the hospital gown to get a look at Avani’s handiwork but all I could see was bandages. Then she came in and saw me looking. She said, “You will not be able to see the results for one week like we discussed. Your chest should hurt a little for the next two to three days. I’ll remove the bandages when you come back in for your follow up. Do you already have that scheduled?”
I told her yes and she said, “Then I’ll see you in a week.” She turned to the nurse and said, “He can eat when he’s ready.” Then she left.
A week later I went in to have my bandages removed. Avani poked her head out into the front office and said to her front desk person, “You can take off now. Mr. Jones is my last appointment of the day.”
She turned to me and said, “Okay stud, are you ready for the rest of your life?”
I was really excited to see the new me. I said, “I sure am Doc. Let’s see them.”
She removed the bandages and they looked the same. In fact, they looked a little worse. I said, “What happened?”
Avani smiled and said, “Oh they’re perfect. You can’t even tell.”
I said, “You cannot even tell? I wanted to see a reduction in tissue. What happened?”
Avani reached for a remote control and said, “The surgery is exactly what I wanted. Here let me demonstrate.”
She pushed a button on the remote and I suddenly felt incredible pleasure in both of my nipples. It was so sensual and pleasurable that I fell to my knees. My penis was rock hard and I began thrusting my hips in the air. I tried to speak but could only gasp for air. Then she hit the remote again and the pleasure stopped.
I said, “What the hell did you do to me you bitch?”
She said, “Ah! Don’t call me names or I’ll give you so much pleasure that it will melt your mind into a vegetable state.” She zapped me again and I was down on the ground again writhing in pleasure.
I finally gasped out, “Okay, I’m sorry” and she turned it off.
I stood back up and said, “I don’t understand. What is the meaning of all this?”
She laughed and said, “I inserted a device to stimulate your nipples. It also secretes very small amounts of estrogen to keep your nipples very sensitive. I can use it to control you physically and I will use it to hypnotize you as well.”
I said, “But I don’t understand. I thought you were going to remove the tissue.”
She said, “And ruin those perfectly nice sensitive nipples of yours? Oh hell no. I will make you my slave and you will thank me for it.”
I said, “Like hell you will” and I lunged for the remote. I yanked it from her hand and said, “So what are you going to do now?”
She said, “Push this button right here.” She hit a button and the most intense pleasure shot through my body. It was so intense it almost hurt and I immediately dropped the remote control. As I rolled around on the ground she stood over me laughing. I was in so much pleasure and pain that I couldn’t even speak. I now knew what she meant when she said she could turn my mind into a vegetable. Then she finally clicked it off.
I stood up and said, “May I please stand?”
She said, “Oh you’re learning already. Next time I want you to request permission to do something and wait for my answer before you do it. Is that clear?”
I said, “Yes doctor.”
She said, “You will call me mistress and kiss my feet.”
I said, “I’m not calling you mistress and kissing your feet.”
She said, “Really? We’ll see about that.”
I was back on the ground, back arched in pleasure and desperately waiting for her to turn it off so I could kiss her feet. It stopped and I said, “Yes mistress” as I kissed her feet. I asked for permission to stand and after receiving permission I said, “So what do you want with me?”
She said, “With you? Nothing. I want you. You obviously spent a long time on your body to look this good so I want you. But I want a subservient submissive male so I am going to enslave you now. Be a dear and sit down in front of my computer.”
I sat down as I replied, “Yes mistress.”
She clicked on a program that brought up a spinning disk. Then she put headphones on me. She said, “I want you to look at the spinning disk and listen to my recorded voice. When you are done I will know if you faked it or not.”
I watched the spinning disk and vaguely listened to her voice but I did not follow the commands. I was determined not to relinquish control of my mind. I pretended to be hypnotized and waited for her to come in. She came in and I had my head down with my chin on my chest and my eyes closed. She removed the headphones and said, “Perfect. Now I will make you my slave. Are you ready to be my slave?”
I said, “Yes mistress.”
She said, “But first a test. When I count to three you will have no feeling in your nipples. One, two, three.” She sat there for a moment and then suddenly pleasure burst forth into my nipples. My eyes shot open as I held onto the desk in front of me trying to endure the pleasure.
She said, “I told you I would be able to tell if you were faking. I will now leave you in this state until you pass out and we will try again when you wake up.”
She left the room with me shaking from the pleasure. I had orgasm after orgasm and my body continued to shake until I felt my head become light, I heard a ringing in my ears and then I passed out. I woke up with cum all over my pants and Avani was standing over me. She laughed and said, “Get up and sit in front of my computer.”
I said, “Please don’t make me do this.”
She said, “Oh, a sign of defeat. I like it. Here is a little reminder of why you won’t fake it this time.” She hit the button but put it on light mode. The pleasure was bearable but she slowly turned it up until I fell to my knees. Then she said, “So you’re not going to fake it this time are you my future slave?”
I said, “No, no, no. I promise I will not fake it. I promise.”
An hour later my head was on my shoulder, my mouth was dry and my eyes were closed. I was not faking anything and felt completely disconnected from reality. Avani removed the headphones and said, “Let’s try this again. When I count to three you will have no feeling in your nipples. One, two, three.” I heard her hit the remote but nothing happened.
She said, “Wonderful. You are deeply hypnotized and will obey me. I am your queen, I am your goddess, I am the woman you have dreamed of your entire life. My wishes are your wishes, my wants are your wants and my desires are your desires. You live to serve me and you love to serve me. My pussy is an object of worship and you will worship it often. You will continue working out and will maintain physical fitness. Your only true desire in life is to make my life wonderful. In return I will give you pleasure beyond your wildest dreams. Do you understand slave?”
I said, “Yes mistress.” Even as I sat there in a trance I knew what she said was true. I tried to recall past wants and desires but all I could think of was that as soon as I woke up I would show her how eager I was to please.
Avani said, “Excellent. When I count to three you will awaken. You will remember being hypnotized and will remember how I tricked you into allowing me to implant pleasure devices on your nipples and will consider it a gift. One, two, three and awaken.”
I fell to my knees this time by choice and kissed her feet. She giggled and said, “Oh I have dreamed of this moment for a long time. But I didn’t go to all that trouble to have my feet kissed. I want my pussy kissed and I want it kissed now.”
I gently kissed up her leg slowly moving to her pussy to heighten the anticipation and the ensuing pleasure. She was light enough that I picked her up overhead, set her on my shoulders and began licking her pussy. As I did this she turned the machine on its lowest setting and as it heightened my pleasure I heightened hers. She wrapped her arms around my head and began screaming, “Yes” over and over again. Then she soaked me with pussy juice as she let herself go.
She said, “Now I have a surprise for you my magnificent lover. Lie back on my examination table and prepare for pleasure.”
She climbed up on top of me, lowered herself down and began to slowly ride me. She said, “You will not cum until I tell you to.” She turned on the machine and while the machine worked my nipples into a frenzy she kissed my ears. I screamed begging for release and when she finally said, “cum” I came so hard that I passed out again.
This time I woke up to her stroking my hair. She said, “Wow, you have passed out two times in one day. I better not kill my new slave.”
I eagerly said, “I would gladly die for you mistress. I would do anything for you.”
She patted my head and said, “I know you would my submissive little lover, I know you would.”