A Visit to Dr. Bevertail's Clinic

My Visit to Dr Beavertail's Clinic

1. The Weekend Before

My regular doctor referred me to the beavertail clinic after I had a major bout with what my doctor referred to as sexual depression. He told me that I needed to experience more sexual activity than the "missionary" style and to add some "kink" into my life.

Let me explain a little about my self so you the reader of this journal understand who I am and where I come from. My name is Danielle "Dani" Smith (last name changed to protect my privacy). I am 29 years old, measurements of 34c, 28, 33, and 130 lbs. I am a recently widowed after 11 years of marriage and no children. My problem started about three months ago while dating I was unable to obtain an orgasm, not that the men I was dating at the time didn't try, but it was like all their attempts lead nowhere I would get excited and enjoy what they were doing, but I could not reach my release. It is for this reason my Dr referred me.

My first visit was nothing out of the normal, just a complete physical, taking blood samples, height, weight, and some body measurements like you would expect from a dressmaker getting your measurements for the first time. I was scheduled for my next appointment two weeks later.

Well two frustrating weeks passed, I arrived at the clinic at the prescribed time. The nurse escorted me to a room with a desk and chair and a stack of papers. The nurse had me sit down and start filling out the papers. The first few were the normal stuff personal information, medical insurance forms, medical history, family history, then came the questionnaire the first part was asking me what different words mean and boy did some of the words shock me others I did not have a clue as to what they were.

Here are a few of the words I remember, cunt, asshole, butt plug, bondage, analings, fisting, enema, denial, whitehead gag, pony play, bdsm, topping, water sports, scat, bottoming, all in all there must have been a thousand words. The next set of questions were about my sexual experiences, if I has tried this or if I had fantasized about it, if it repulsed me, of if I didn't have a clue as to what it was. I won't go into all that it had but it took me three hours to finish all of the paperwork.

I then met with Dr. Beavertail, and was surprised to find out that the doctor was a lady. She went over my medical records and test results from my first visit. She asked me a few more questions about my health and proclaimed I was a healthy female that needed to learn to let my hair down. She then scheduled me for another appointment the next day to go over the paperwork I did today.

I returned the next day and was promptly shown into the doctor's office. I was left in there for about 30 min and looked at her credentials on her wall. WOW I thought to my self, cum de laud from Yale school of medicine, loads of awards and special classes. She finally came into the office and greeted me and had me sit in a leather chair and she sat across from me with my file and a notepad.

Dr Beavertail started to explain to me that I had became bored with sex as I knew it and that I needed to learn more about my body and needed to experience the wild side as she called it. She asked me if I would be willing to undergo a special treatment at her clinic in the high dessert in New Mexico. I asked what the treatment entailed and she went over some of the treatment and that I would enter treatment voluntarily but once entered I would be made continue treatment till the end. She also explained that I would not be permentaly harmed, or marked in anyway. She stated she had an opening starting this following Monday but I would need to be at the clinic by 6 pm on Friday and would remain there for two weeks. I was given two hours to give my answer one way or another, she said it would be a vacation that would expand my experiences beyond my wildest dreams, and that I would come out a new satisfied woman.

It was 2pm when I left the clinic on Wednesday and I was to call back by 4pm that afternoon as to if I would "under go"the treatment, it was a hard decision to make in a short time. I said what the heck and called the Clinic at 2:59 pm saying I would. They said all I had to do was to show up at the airport on Friday morning with only the clothes on my back and my id, they would take care of my work, I would have to tell my friends I was going to a see a sick aunt.

I arrived at the airport and went to the ticket counter and the attendant said she gave me my ticket, directing me to my gate after checking me in. The flight to Taos was uneventful. Upon arriving in Taos, I saw my name on a card held by a driver; I approached him and asked if he was from the Clinic. He stated he was and that we were expected there by 6pm. We went out of the airport and he opened the door to a limo that must be a football field long. I entered the limo and there was an envelope on the seat with my name on it.

We left Taos heading south toward the Mexico border, I opened the envelope and read the letter inside, and it was a welcome letter to the clinic and what would be expected of me over the next two weeks. It also said this was my last chance to turn back; I just had to tell the limo driver that I wished to return at any point during this trip to the clinic, up to the time we made the entrance to the clinic grounds.

I kept quiet during the trip which took about 2 hours before we turned off the main highway. The gate to the clinic was a huge wrought iron gate with two beavers facing each other, the gates slowly swung open and I knew I was at the point of no return, the driver said his first words to me since we left the airport, and they were "do you wish to continue or should I turn back, miss? I responded with continue please. He then started moving forward through the gates toward the clinic, the clinic was a massive Victorian looking mansion. We pulled up to the front of the building and he opened my door as a nurse came out and greeted me.

Boy did they have this thing timed it was 5:59pm according to the clock on the wall of the lobby. The nurse introduced her self as Judy and that I had arrived just in time for dinner and asked me to follow her to the dinning room. We went down a short hallway and into a typical dinning room of any bread n breakfast. The meal was excellent a Yankee pot roast, with potatoes, carrots onions and fresh baked bread with water and cran-grape juice to drink.

After dinner I was shown to my room and asked to set the combination of the safe in the room to a number I could remember but would be hard for someone to guess, I entered in my numbers 6 of them the date I received my degree in finance. The nurse then told me to put my purse overnight bag, and all of my clothes, underwear included, into the safe and lock it; I would find my clothes for the day in the closet. With that she left the room. I was wondering what I got my self into. I tried to open the closet but it would not open, that is when I noticed a sign on it stating that the closet would not open until the safe was packed and locked.

I undressed all the way and placed my purse, overnight bag, my folded clothes into the safe and closed it, as soon as it was closed I heard it click and the clock on the front started counting down the days I have remaining in treatment 13 days 23 hours and 30 minutes. The safe would not open until the timer reached 0. I opened the closet and there was two packages, a cup, a toothbrush, toothpaste, and bar of soap, towel, and washcloth. I picked up the packages one said night of arrival, the other said sleepwear.

I opened the package for night of arrival and inside was several items of clothing, a pair of black exercise shorts, a white bikini panty, a black sports bra, and a white tee shirt. With a note stating I was free to do what I wanted to tonight and a list of things I could do, there was a TV room, a exercise room, a spa, a library and I was free to bring any book back to my room to read, a snack bar where I could get a snack or drink if I wanted, also a pool, if I was so inclined and swimwear would be provided in the locker room.

I decided to go to the pool and take a short swim. I followed the directions given to the pool and entered the locker room. There was a matron there the said to give her what I was wearing. I undressed and handed her my clothes and she handed me a package. I opened the package and inside was a red one piece swimsuit, I put this on. I went through the door that said pool and was surprised at the pool room an Olympic sized pool with a hot tub and sauna on one end of the room. I swam several laps and relaxed in the hot tub for a while.

I returned to the locker room, and the matron gave me a towel to dry off and requested the swimsuit and towel to be given to her before I would receive my clothes then. So I removed the swimsuit and dried off and handed both the suit and towel to her and she handed me a package, in side the package was a dark blue thong panty, a white pair of cotton shorts, a dark blue lace bra, and a white cotton button up shirt, with a note to do some reading, suggesting several short books, the story of O, the sleeping beauty books, Karma sutra or to ask the librarian (in bold letters). I proceeded to the library and asked the librarian as to what she would recommend that I read. She handed me a book titled The Erotic Adventures of Janet . She then suggested that I go to the snack bar and try the midnight special. I was hungry so took her up on her suggestion and went to the snack bar and ordered the midnight special.

It was Pita bread stuffed with taco meat, lettuce, cheese, sour cream, and salsa, with a large strawberry shake. I sat down and ate while reading the first chapter of the book. The book is about an English lady that visits the Far East and falls into one encounter after another, each one more exciting then one before it. After I finished the snack I returned to my room and sat in the large overstuffed chair and continued reading, the book, wishing I could have some of her adventures and glad I didn't have others although I was wondering what it would feel like to have some of the stuff that happened to her done to me.

When I stopped reading to use the bathroom, I was over ¾ of the way through the book and found out it was now 1am on Sunday so I decided to get ready for bed, I brushed my teeth and used the toilet put my clothes into the bin that was provided, and opened the package marked sleepwear. It turned out to be a silk and lace teddy in emerald green with a thong back.

I got into the bed which was a standard hospital bed and quickly feel to sleep. I awoke the next morning at the alarm going off at 8am (dang preset alarm clocks). I tried to stay in bed but it would not turn off until I was out of the bed. I went to the bathroom and took off the teddy and used the bathroom brushing my teeth and combing my hair. I then retrieved the package marked for morning.

My attire for this morning was a full cut leotard, with self bra and panty, and a pair of tennis shoes. A note in the package informed me that breakfast was served till 10am today and I was free till lunch time.

I went to the dinning room and was served a stack of pancakes with Vermont maple syrup, two strips of bacon and orange juice. I returned to my room to read the rest of the book and finished it around 11am. I returned the book and the librarian suggested that I check out the exercise room.

I went to the exercise room and a matron greeted me, and suggested I try the recumbent cycle, I followed her to the cycle and she helped me get on it. It had a large padded seat with a ridge along the center like you would see on a tractor to hold you on the seat. It had a three point strap for your waist and between you legs.

I started peddling and discovered that the seat vibrated against my crotch, sending a very pleasurable feeling up through by private parts. The matron tapped my shoulder after what seemed like a short time, it was now 12:30 I had been on the cycle for and hour and was drenched with sweat, and another bodily fluid, she helped me rise and directed me to the shower.

In the shower room I stripped and turned on the water and stepped into the shower, still in a daze from the "bike ride". I washed up, turned off the water and stepped out of the shower, the matron was waiting for me and handed me the next package. I opened it and there was my "afternoon" clothes, they consisted of a sheer white thong that did not cover my bush, (not that I was that hairy there I did keep it trimmed) a matching bra that only covered the lower part of my breast, a pair of black velvet shorts and a mid-drift strap tank top, and a pair of sandals.

By this time I was famished, but had missed lunch in the dinning room so I had to go to the snack bar again, I had a burger and fries, with a orange soda.

Judy found me while I was in the snack bar, and suggested I visit the spa and have a massage from Kathy, it did sound interesting so I went. I arrived at the spa and asked for Kathy, she said that was her and she was expecting me. She escorted me to a private room and told me to undress and put my clothes in the basket, and to lie down on the table face down. I stripped and lay down on the massage table placing my face in the opening provided. My breast fit into two depressions in the table and my arms seemed to fall into depressions along my sides, and my legs slightly spread fell into similar depressions, it seemed that the table was made for my body.

Kathy came in and turned on some ocean sounds, and dimmed the lighting. She asked me to just relax and go with the flow, and I felt a warm thick liquid being poured on to my back in a s motion down to my buttocks then one stream down each leg. Kathy then started rubbing the liquid in which smelled like eucalyptus. The lotion she used started to warm my skin and was tingly making me feel energized. She spent a lot of time on my back and legs but very little time on my buns. She asked me to turn over and she repeated the process on my front side, leaving me shining with oil like a wet seal.

Kathy escorted me to the shower and gave me a crystal clear bar of soap to ways with I showered and came back to the massage area, Kathy gave me a package which were my before dinner clothes. The clothes if you could call it that was a white spandex swimsuit / exercise suit, the front a v down to the belly button, the bottom was high cut legs with one inch strip at the sides, and a thong back. A note inside the package suggested that I take a nap till dinner.

Up till that time I did not feel sleepy but the suggestion sounded good, I returned to my room and lay down and was out as my head hit the pillow. The alarm woke me up at 6pm on Saturday. A note was on the floor by the door stating dinner was going to be in the large dinning room and the theme was a beach party, well it was, in every thing but the beach, all of the guest at the Clinic was dressed like I was and the buffet was loaded with all kinds of seafood. Judy and Kathy organized several games, a limbo contest and a conga line to our rooms.

Even though I had taken a nap I was tired and a little sore from the exercise this morning, so I got ready for bed, tonight sleep attire was a white baby doll with matching panties. I awoke again to the alarm going off at 9am.

I went to the closet and got out the morning package and was suppressed as it was just pink bikini panties, a white bra, and grey sweats, with a note stating brunch was served 9am till 2pm and the day was for us to relax, our final day before the Treatment, I had a leisurely breakfast and went to watch TV and met Susan in the TV room, we talked and discovered we had a lot in common. We were still chatting when dinner was announced.

Dinner was a Sheppard pie, and ice cold milk. Susan and I returned to the TV room as we were not allowed in each others room, and talked till 3am before retiring, the night attire was a yellow night dress and orange thong panties.

I fell asleep quickly and was again woken by the alarm at 7am.