Dec 20
Robot Lust
In the spirit of Christmas, I’m going to do something I rarely do … I’m going to give you an insight into my therapy methods, and relay a story I feel might intrigue a few of you.
One of my clients that I was counselling had a strong curiosity for anal sex, but his upbringing had him so ashamed of it that anytime he tried having anal sex as the recipient (the receiver, or “bottom”), he shied away into a ball and started quivering.
My approach to this problem was to give him an escape, a way he could enjoy it without having to feel the guilt dumped on him by his past. I had him dress up in a robot costume (yes, this happened to be around Halloween) while I had dressed up in a maintenance over-alls suit, and we did a bit of roleplay. I pretended that his model of robot had to have an annual inspection, and I proceeded to poke and prod him in completely innocent spots … his underarms, kneecaps, top-of-the-head, fingers and palms. The whole time I was doing this I had a constant repertoire of exactly why each part had to be checked thoroughly, so when I arrived at his rear entrance and my tirade of verbage didn’t change, he was relaxed, feeling this was more of the game as I opened the rear compartment and prepared my next few prods. I unzipped my suit all the way down to the crotch, and in my monologue made mention of the lack of lubricant his model inherently displayed, to explain away why I had opened up the bottle of lube. After properly lubing up my prod, I poked my lubed fingers around close to his anus. Finally, I pressed, then pushed my dipstick as far as I could into his reserve tank, holding him gently yet firmly for support.
As I worked the dipstick, lubricating the opening, I kept a constant flow of banter to continue the story getting his mind off what was really happening. In no time at all I haad him shoving his ass back against my cock begging me to fuck him harder. I reached around and fiddled with his joystick, but that only seemed to excite him further. Finally, after clutching his joystick and grabbing firmly on his twin gyros, I released a full load of lubricant deep inside his inner mechanisms … but to no avail, as his manual control started spewing lubricant out its tip as well.
Being the good mechanic that I was, I rushed around and clasped my lips around this breach of integrity in order to stave off the flow, but this only seemed to make matters worse as the robot unit became unstable, and wobbled dangerously for a bit as it shot even more fluids wildly.
Once we had calmed down, this Robbie the Robot client saw the advantages of roleplay, and started feeling much more free in his daily relationships with or without the use of costumes to hide behind.
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