Permanent Stay in Mastersville Part 2

To my surprise Mistress didn't put me back into the car, but rather led me along the street for a leisurely stroll to the doctor's office. Every few yards we were stopped by someone Mistress knew and the trip to the doctor's office ended up taking more than an hour. When finally arrived all I wanted to do was to sit down and rest my feet and my legs. The shoes were killing my feet and walking in them was both painful and unnatural. I was also quite cold, not being used to being naked all the time although I was beginning to suspect that that would come sooner than I wanted it to.

The doctor's office looked like any other office belonging to a small town family doctor; cozy but clean. An elderly lady, probably the doctor's wife, greeted Mistress as we entered and told us to wait in the waiting room. Again I was surprised. In the waiting room were other people waiting to see the doctor: a man with a bandaged hand, an elderly lady on crutches and a young mother with her teenage daughter. None of them seemed to think it out of the ordinary that a woman came to see the doctor dragging a bound, chastised and somewhat feminized young man behind her. Mistress certainly didn't think it was unusual a sat down in an empty chair. A stern look told me not to try and sit down, so I remained standing. The pain in my feet caused me to shift them a great deal, but again Mistress corrected my mistake and soon I stood very still, back straight, feet together and with my head demurely down. I could feel resistance draining from me. It seemed to be utterly futile. I was bound and completely controlled and furthermore it seemed that the whole town was in on this; that there was no help to be gotten. Even the sheriff was clearly part of this town-wide slaving operation. I was beginning to despair.

After almost an hour the doctor finally had time to see us, and Mistress led me into his office. The doctor was a chubby little man who seemed pleasant enough right up until the moment they began discussing my fate.