2 comments/ 65691 views/ 37 favorites The Dutchman's Knot By: eymach This story is a continuation of "The Cure for Gwn's Sex Problem" and a Science Fiction Fantasy. Hopefully, someone with a vivid imagination will ask 'could this actually happen?' * Prelude and Farewell As Gwn Taylor and her good friend Jeni Arthur were leaving the banquet honoring 'The Dutchman' Gwn leaned over and said, "I can't believe how far we've come in the last couple of years. I hate to see him go. I guess it was inevitable. All good things come to an end too soon. Two years ago, we were a couple of single old broads wondering if we'd ever have sex again and look at us now. We've probably experienced the most incredible sex one can imagine. Oh, by the way, how do these new ear rings look?" Beaming with their new ear rings and new surprise gift packages Jeni commented. "They look incredible. As beautiful as they are, It's not so much 'how they look' but 'what they represent'. Just look at these babies," exclaimed Jeni; "a half karat diamond engraved into an intricate detail of a 'Hangman's Knot'." We earned this. Just think, we would never have experienced anything like this had we not started this program at The Psychological Health Center. We've probably experienced something few women have ever thought possible. You might say we have become connoisseurs of the fine art of sex." As they approached the end of the reception line, they were surprised and startled by what they saw swinging from the ear lobes of The Dutchman's daughter; the same matching set of ear rings. The 'Hangman's Knot' design was the same as the pair, they had just received. A knowing smile radiated from his daughter's face. For Gwn and Jeni, this explained some of the reasons The Dutchman had taken a position with the graduate school at the New Life University. Rumors were that he was going to participate in a program of reproducing the unusual physical characteristics he possessed. And too their complete surprise, they wondered: how was his daughter involved? But, that's another story! Chapter 1 Discovery The last two years had passed too quickly, as Gwn began a journey of discovery after a heart-wrenching divorce. Succumbing to Jeni's insistent pleas, Gwn finally contacted the Psychological Health Center (PHC) in search of help for a raging sex drive. She became aware of a growing hunger to satisfy the strong sexual feelings she possessed. She and her ex-husband had developed and enjoyed a fulfilling and wholesome sex life before their problems emerged. At an age of 39, she was in her sexual prime. Beside that, it didn't hurt that she was one of the most beautiful women in town and would have no problem developing a new love interest. The discovery of her husband's affair came as a devastating shock. After the divorce and over an extended period of abstinence, Gwn realized that she had to find a way to cope with her pent-up desires. It was driving her mad. She couldn't sleep at night. Conversely, she wasn't ready for a committed relationship nor could she imagine her sex life taking on a series of one night stands. She wanted to move on and forget the past. Repressing her sex needs turned her into a basket of nerves and began to interfere with a normal functioning life. Too much baggage would be created if she invested time in a new relationship. Her children weren't ready either. She knew she had to find a solution for the frustration and emptiness. Gwn began to share her thoughts with Jeni, her next door neighbor, who was in her late fifty's and had been widowed for over ten years. She lost her husband in an automobile accident. Both of them had depended upon the other for support in times of need. Jeni listened, consoled and nurtured Gwn through her difficult times even though their ages were a generation apart. With Jeni's help Gwn discovered the therapy program developed by the PHC. The program was created to help normal sexually active people deal with the sudden loss of a sex partner. Suddenly the phone rang in Gwn's home at about 9:00 a.m. which was the normal time Jeni usually called too chat. She could tell that something was a little different in the tone of her voice. "Jeni, Is there something wrong?" Gwn knew that Jeni had a therapy session yesterday with one of the new male volunteers. "Except for a little physical damage, I'm doing great," Jeni replied, "but I do have something I want to talk with you about. It was the most extraordinary experience I have ever had in my life and this phone conversation can't begin to tell the story. If you make a pot of coffee, I'll be over in about an hour. I'll stop at Hardees' and get us couple of bacon and egg biscuits. Then, I'll explain the whole thing." "Come on, you've got my curiosity up. Can't you at least give me a hint," begged Gwn. "Let's just say it involved the therapy session yesterday. I'm just not moving too swiftly right now. I can't tell you anything else and as I stand here and think about it, I can hardly believe it took place." "You weren't abused were you," asked Gwn? "Oh yes I was abused, but I didn't mind," laughed Jeni. "But that's all I'm going to tell you on the phone. I'll be over in an hour." Promptly at 10:00 am, Jeni slowly waddled into the kitchen and placed the ham biscuits on the counter while Gwn poured the coffee. She then very carefully and gingerly seated herself at the bar. "Oh, I've got to be careful. That thing's a bit sore this morning." Gwn took a look at Jeni and exclaimed "WOW, what has happened to you. I've never seen you with your hair messed up like that, no makeup and with such a peaceful look on your face. That must have been a hell of a session." "Oh, believe me, it was. I hate to be so descriptive, but you should see my pussy," replied Jeni. I'm wearing a protective pad down there and still leaking. There may be some slight bleeding the way he tore into me. I don't know if I'll ever be the same again." "Tell me the truth Jeni, are you hurt. I can take you to the Doctor if you need to see one." "Gwn, I've already seen the 'feel-good' Doctor and there's no cure for this except rest. It may take a couple of weeks," replied a smiling Jeni after taking a sip of coffee. "Will you quit beating around the bush and tell me what the hell is going on," Gwn implored. "Let's just say that I was a victim of the Dutchman's knot yesterday." "You still have not told me anything. Who in the hell is the Dutchman and what are you talking about," asked Gwn? Jeni continued the tease and with a little cheeky grin said, "Well honey you'd better get yourself ready because I've made you an appointment with Dutch next month." "You're not messing up my session with Rock tomorrow are you," asked Gwn? "You know I'm horny as hell and looking forward to that one as much as you have bragged about him." "No, I'm talking about next month's appointment. I've already gotten you scheduled. If you change your mind you can cancel out anytime you want. But, if you're brave enough to go through with it, the reward will be nothing like you've ever experienced. You'll get enough to last you a couple of months." "Dammit Jeni, quit leading me on like this and tell me what this is all about. You know you shouldn't challenge me like that. How can I be sure he doesn't have some kind of disease? What kind of insensitive man would leave you that way?" "Oh, you're always the worrier," replied Jeni. "You know he's checked out thoroughly for any physical problems by PHC. I will say though that it could be a habit forming disease and very addictive." "And who the hell is this 'Dutch' man, is he some kind of freak," asked Gwn for the second time? 'Dutch' is a nickname PHC has given to Grant Landers. He moved to the US during the past year. He may be considered some kind of freak but you'll never know it until the last minute. It turns out that he lost his wife in an automobile accident three years ago and has been quite depressed in dealing with the situation. I can empathize with him on that issue. It is ironic that both of us are single for that reason alone. "I imagine the two of you found a lot in common," Gwn responded. "Yes, and now he has come to the US to escape some of the memories and to get away from the harassment he's been getting from other women in the Netherlands. It turns out that his genetic mutation was written up in a scientific journal several years ago and he's somewhat of a celebrity in his own country. His kids decided to get away from all the tabloid gossip there and study here in the US. His condition is another reason that his Doctors' felt it would be better to spend some time in the US. "Mutation...What the hell is that," Gwn asked? Does he have other relatives here in America?" "Other than his kids, I don't think so. As I said before, his son's at NWU and his daughter is at UM. He's very close to his daughter." "How old is he and for what reason is he involved with The Health Center," inquired Gwn? Jeni responded, He's in his mid to late forties and suffers from a rare condition known as a phase III post basal penile enlargement syndrome. I was told that it is a mutation of the 'X' sex gene and was passed on from his mother. It didn't manifest itself until his mid-thirties. Up until that time, he functioned like any normal man." "What changed and do they know how it changed," Gwn asked? 'It's something about his genetic code. The condition carries with it an oversized prostate and Cowpers glands that are twice the size of a normal man. His balls are a slightly bigger than the average mans but it's hardly noticeable until they fill up from arousal. His doctors in The Netherlands recommended he see Dr. Luck at PHC as means of dealing with the psychological aspects of the condition, particularly, so soon after losing his wife. Obviously, he and his wife had adjusted to his condition quite well. "I'm still not quite sure I understand all this. Can he have sex? Obviously he can if he has two children," Gwn commented with a puzzled look on her face. "Oh believe me can he ever have sex," exclaimed Jeni. "But it leaves him extremely exhausted for a couple of weeks if he and his partner go for the knotting. His condition was well known in The Netherlands." "I must ask again, what is this phase III post basal penile enlargement condition," Gwn inquired further. "It sounds weird. He's not some kind of freak is he?" "At first I thought the same thing. What I'm about to tell you started with idle conversations I'd heard around the clinic. Some of the older women were telling horror stories and some were raving about this man's sex prowess, especially Sadie. In one of my counseling sessions with Dr. Luck, I came right out and asked him about this man called Dutch." "And what did he say," asked Gwn? Jeni continued, "Instead of answering that question directly, he peered into my file and as if finding some secret, he merely stated, 'Ah Ha', you may be a candidate'. Then he read from some of my early interviews that I had reported that during sex I seem to be very much in touch with the feelings inside my vagina. Just to let you know how naïve I was, I found out that my husband was quite large for a man. I never knew until Dr. Luck explained the normal size of the average male to me. Anyway, I loved the fullness I would feel. I also told him how my husband would slowly initiate short strokes and then increase the depth of penetration until my vagina would stretch to accommodate full penetration. He was a master at it and I still miss him dearly." Gwn handed Jeni a Kleenex as tears welled up in her eyes, then commented, "I feel that I'm missing something here. What has this got to do with Mr. Landers? Does he have a large penis? And what's this 'knotting' business and just what kind of a man is he outside the sex department?" Jeni laughed at Gwn's constant stream of questions and replied, "Just be patient, I'm getting to that. It's a long story. Don't worry, if you decide to go through with this you will get more technical information than you can imagine from Dr. Luck's staff. One would almost believe that a condition like Dutch's would be physically impossible. Believe me, it's real. And by the way, you'll need to call the clinic next week and either confirm or cancel the appointment. There is a long waiting list of women wanting to try on the Dutchman." "Why haven't I heard about this man? It seems like all of the other women have. He may not even like me," said Gwn. "Oh, don't worry; with those long legs of yours, he'll have no problem being turned on. He mentioned that his wife was very tall and that turned him on immensely, PHC had only paired him up with post-menopausal women before now. He requested someone more his age and that's why you were chosen. It seems that he is so virile that the normal woman on birth control medication cannot be guaranteed protection. There's something about his sperm having the 'strength of motility' to easily swim up into the ovaries and impregnate a woman." "That's all I need to hear. I'm out of here. They can leave me out of that experiment. I can't risk getting pregnant regardless of his enhanced masculine ability." Jeni laughingly responded, "Don't worry Gwn, they have thought of all that. In fact Dr. Luck was the one who asked me if you might be interested. They are looking for a pre-menopausal woman to continue their research. Anyway, you have told me that you still miss the size of your ex husband and I thought on that basis alone that you might be interested. Size is something the Dutchman will make you forget about although you would never know it to look at his penis in the flaccid state." "Now, we're getting to the good stuff," Gwn innocently commented. "Please continue because I have no idea of what you're talking about." "In the flaccid state he's about six inches long and looks no different than any other average man. That is until I started giving him oral. He grew about an inch longer and the head of his penis seemed a little more bulbous than what I would consider normal but nothing out of the ordinary. The thing that I did notice was that he seemed to produce more pre-lubrication than anyone else I had been with. I thought 'no-problem' I can deal with that. In fact Dr. Luck's staff told me I could expect some increase in pre-cum. Then the real surprises began to show." "What do you mean," asked Gwn? "First, I noticed a slight warming inside my mouth and then, all of a sudden, my sex drive went into high gear. I immediately went 'deep throat' on him. I had never done that ever before. It seems that I was driven to do it. It was so easy with all that pre-lubrication. The taste was even better if you can imagine such a thing." "I think I'm changing my mind," exclaimed Gwn. "I've just begun. It gets even better. As I was holding the base of his cock I felt a series of muscled ridges surrounding his cock just in front of his balls. They were folded together like an accordion. That seemed strange. I looked up at him and asked, what's that?" He just looked down at me in a sweet expression and said, "That's my problem." "Stupidly I said something like...'doesn't look like a problem to me'." In fact I also noticed a cluster of pimples like those around a woman's nipples around the base of his cock covering the back half of that 'folded ridge' area. It turns out that those innocent looking pimples are part of a system that is the most diabolical biological sex organ present in man. Well at least one man." "What about those folded ridges and bumps," asked Gwn, "did it feel different when you were actually having intercourse?" I didn't notice anything different when we started, but when we got to that stage of fucking just before his orgasm; all hell broke loose. But I'm getting ahead of the story. In Sadie's pre-briefing she told me that Dutch's cock had this ability to enlarge three to four times the size of the shaft at the base of his cock. They even drew me a diagram of the shape it would take and how we would be locked together before it went down. The sketch of his penis looked like a rocket with a booster section in the back. It looked like his dick had swallowed a large light bulb if you could imagine such a thing. I looked at the sketch and imagined it to be almost the size of a baby's head. It was incredible. I could not get it out of my mind. Somehow, I had to find out what it was all about. "That sounds like a dog's penis to me," Gwn said. "I don't like the analogy but I can see how you might conclude that. They tell me at the clinic that the biological mechanism is much more sophisticated and works completely different. But if you decide to let him 'knot' you then you are hung up for at least a half hour or more after a high intensity orgasm. I can now confirm that my dear." "You mean you're 'hooked up' with him for another 30 minutes. What if he's someone with a bad personality, bad breath or body odor," Gwn asked? Jeni laughed at Gwn's anticipated fears and teased further, "You mean after the fun is gone. You'll just have to grin and bare it. Don't worry, a woman can put up with anything just to experience sex like that. I will ease your mind though and tell you that Dutch is a sweet and handsome and gentle man and you will be quite comfortable with him in your post orgasmic period. He's tall and somewhat shy, nice to look at and is a great conversationalist. Best conversation I ever had with a man, believe me." "Keep on...tell me about this 'knot' thing," Gwn urged. "OK...I'm getting there," Jeni replied. When he put it in, it felt no different than any other man. But in a short period of time I began to feel a warming sensation spread throughout my vagina, particularly deep within. That's an area that under normal circumstances a woman does not feel too much. In the pre-briefing they told me this would happen. It turned out that unlike a normal man the pre-coital lubrication is filled with testosterone and other hormones that turn the entire area into burning passion. The feelings are sensational. I could begin to squeeze every muscle in my vagina as if I had fingers surrounding the inner channel. My uterus became super sensitive. I could feel it open and close. I could literally feel every vein on his cock. It was an awesome feeling. It turns out after he put it in; the rest of my body became a slave to this pleasure." "What about the 'knot'," Gwn impatiently asked? "I'm coming to that. Well he started stroking me real slow. I can almost feel it now. Then I noticed that the head of his cock started to expand and contract in a pulsing-like fashion. Now that felt neat. It was all I could do at this point to keep from coming. I remember Dutch looking down into my eyes and saying, 'don't hold back, if you need too, go ahead and come'. And when he said that I felt one of those surges from his cock head and I couldn't hold it any longer. I exploded. Well, I thought that he would come and that would be it and we'd be through. I could have let that be the end and been completely satisfied for another couple of weeks." "What about the 'knot'," Gwn asked again? Jeni teasingly toyed with Gwn's patience. "From that moment I began to realize that he was just getting started. Oh, you want to know about the 'knot'. Well, after I flailed through that first orgasm, I began to realize that Dutch had not fully bottomed out in my pussy. I started to feel this enlarged swollen area at the base of his cock and it really felt good. When I looked down, I could not believe the size of that thing. It was shaped like a pear...sloping on the front end and steeply rounded on the back." "I'm starting to like this story. It's kinda making me hot now," Gwn responded with a flushed face. The Dutchman's Knot Jeni laughed. "Yeah, I thought you'd like it when you heard the details. Anyway each time he would start his 'in' stroke I would feel that large area start to open me up even further. I don't know what his cock was putting out in that pre-cum but at that time I felt I could take a pickup truck if someone would drive it in. I thought to myself that's what they need to give women during childbirth." "So when he started putting in that enlarged area, were you afraid; did you feel any pain," Gwn asked? "For some reason I didn't care, I just wanted him to shove it in. I think I wanted to feel some pain. When I looked down, I could see a little tinge of blood on that wide part of his cock. I don't know about you, but when I see a man's cock buried in my cunt it raises my passion level a couple of notches. That visual let me know immediately that I was being fucked good and that's a good thing at my age. By then, I had completely lost it. I could feel some tearing but there was no pain. I just wanted that knot in me so bad and the more force he could use to drive it in was alright with me." "I think I'm going to have to try Dutch. He may ruin me for life, but I've got to give him a go," replied Gwn somewhat apprehensive. "Continue the story." Jeni replied, "I think I've told you too much already. I'll mess it up for you." "At least tell me about him getting the 'knot' in,'" quizzed Gwn. "OK...But there's a lot more after that," laughed Jeni. Dammit Jeni, at least tell me how you got 'knotted' and quit babbling on and on. "Ok...but this is all I'm going to tell you. The rest you'll have to learn on your own like I did. When he started hitting me with those deeper strokes, he could tell I wanted more and more. He kept asking if I was sure and did I know what I was in for. I didn't have to say anything; I was grabbing his hips with my legs and trying to pull him completely in me. I had to have it in me. I've never wanted something to happen so much in my life. He would pull it almost out and then reverse his stroke and charge, not fast, but with a lot of force. He was putting a lot of energy into it. And each time I would look down and see more of it disappear. It was incredible. I could see the tension in his face and then I felt my pelvic bones separate. Finally he surged until I felt it pop through and everything in my vagina completely filled up. It seemed like his knot immediately doubled in size. I knew we were locked together for as long as he could last. I was totally at his mercy." "I can't believe what you're telling me. Then what happened," asked Gwn again? I'm not going to tell you everything, but I will tell you that when he finally got it in I was scared to death. I didn't know what to think. Here I was full of cock with no way to escape. This is where Dutch took over and carefully guided me through the whole experience. He knew exactly how to handle the situation; he was great. Each time he would do something different he would tell me what to expect. I could see why so many women would want to claim him. Now that's all I'm going to tell you. The rest, you'll have to find out yourself. "Aw come on, Jeni, you've got to tell me more. I might get hurt," Gwn replied with a feigned expression. "The only other thing I'm going to tell you is to get ready for a 'continuous orgasm'. It never stops." "Oh my Goodness, what in the hell are you talking about?" Jeni replied with a smirky smile on her face. "I've got to go. I wish you a good session with Rock tomorrow. It'll be a good warm-up for the Dutchman." With a lot of fear and apprehension, Gwn knew she could not back out of the appointment with The Dutchman. The challenge was too great. If Jeni could do it, she could do it. Chapter 2 The Consultation Sadie Hughes is the Senior Nurse-Counselor with PHC and one of her primary duties is to brief patients on their pending sex-therapy sessions. Sadie, as the senior member of the counseling group, handles the most challenging cases. She is a very attractive robust woman in her mid-fifties and loves life to the fullest. She has the ability to make a person feel comfortable in their most stressful times and can cuss like a sailor if the situation presents itself. And most of all; loves sex. Sadie and Dr. Luck were the pioneers in developing the sex maintenance program at PHC. She had lost her husband to another woman some 15 years ago and as Dr. Luck's nurse counselor the two of them developed a program they affectionately referred to as 'the sex-help for the needy' program. At least that was the tongue in cheek reference Sadie used. Today Gwn had scheduled a consultation with Sadie. She was led into a counselors' office and was pleased to be greeted by Sadie's smiling face. She had gotten to know Sadie quite well from her earlier visits and always felt completely at ease in her company. Sadie began with a smirky smile and said, "I see that you have signed up for a session with 'The Dutchman'. So Jeni talked you into it. You couldn't let her get ahead of you, huh?" Gwn responded from behind a slightly embarrassed flushed face and said, "I guess not." "Well, let me tell you a little secret. We put her up to it. Dr. Luck is working on a project with The New Life University to look at the effects of Dutch's juices on the pre-menopausal woman versus the post menopausal woman." Gwn laughed at Sadie's reference to 'Dutch's juices' and then asked, "What kind of juices? Are they different from other men?" "Oh yes honey, this man is loaded with some of Mother Nature's most potent sex arsenals. It is unbelievable what he possesses," Sadie said laughing out loud. "Let me tell you what this man is packing." "First, he has a prostate gland and a set of Bartholin glands, you know, them pre-cum glands and they are twice the size of a normal male. In addition to that he also has an Imon gland on the front end of his prostate. Dutch is the only person we know who has such a gland. The secretions from these create several varied sexual responses in the female. And let's not forget his balls which are about 25% larger than a normal man's." Gwn, exclaimed. "If I could get my hands on Jeni now, I think I would wring her neck." Sadie shook all over laughing at Gwn's 'tongue in cheek' comment. "Aw, don't worry you can do it. I was the first one here to try him out. After reading the reports on him from his doctors in the Netherlands you don't think I was going to let anyone else try him first. I must admit though it took me two weeks to get over it." "Yeah...yeah, easy for you to say," Gwn replied. "I've got him scheduled again next year. You can bet while I'm able I'm gonna have some of that man. After both of them had a good laugh Sadie began, "Now, for the first of many surprises and this is important so that you know what's coming and what you're dealing with." The first thing you will notice is that his pre-cum glands secrete generous amount of lubrication. It has a more pleasant taste than the normal man's and suppresses a woman's inhibitions. This is why oral sex becomes so easy. It warms the inside of the vagina, excites the vaginal nerve endings and raises a woman's libido significantly. You will experience more feeling and sensation down deep. You will also find out that you have more muscle control that ever before in that area." "So whatever he's putting out will be helping me as well," Gwn asked? "Absolutely," exclaimed Sadie. "Most of the time, you can't resist even if you wanted too." "In other words he has the ability to take over a woman's body." "I can see how you could say that, but you won't mind," Sadie replied, shaking from her laughter. "Then the fun begins. It takes a lot of force on his part to drive it in. And you will help too by pushing back against his penetration. Finally, when it pops in it grows considerably larger. It's like an orange becoming the size of a grapefruit all of a sudden. From that point on, you are 'hooked up' for another hour whether you like it or not." "Oh my goodness," Gwn gasped and asked inquisitively, "Sadie, this will be impossible for me. Jeni never mentioned anything like this." Sadie laughed at Gwn's dilemma and continued the conversation, "Yeah and after he gets you 'knotted' he starts pumping you full of semen and shark sperm. Keep in mind, after he has knotted you, your vagina is completely sealed and you can begin to feel your lower abdomen filling up. You feel like you're six months pregnant. When your lower abdomen fills up like that, it opens up your uterus and fallopian tubes. These shark sperm along with their colony of breeding sperm are then swimming around in a little ocean looking for an egg to impregnate. And to add more to a woman's peril, it's a very erotic sensation. Your passion starts soaring and you start getting close to an orgasm. He may let you have one or two before he gets to his big one." "Oh my goodness, what are shark sperm," Gwn asks? "The best way to describe shark sperm is to compare them with drones in a bee colony. They contain no reproductive DNA. It seems that their sole purpose is to scout the entire reproductive system of a woman, locate an egg and then gather a colony of reproductive sperm and guide them to the target. Under the microscope they look like meteorites crashing into a planet. Then he may go ahead and blow his first 'knotted' orgasm and it is huge. It is unbelievable the contortions his body exhibits during that first orgasm. Keep in mind he has already expended a lot of energy driving in the 'knot'. And when this super orgasm hits, he shoots a potent mixture of normal DNA sperm and semen about twice the quantity of a normal man. Then his cock keeps pumping your vagina with a continuous stream of semen and fertile sperm. The fertile breeding sperm are separated and surrounded into host colonies by the shark sperm. Under the microscope they appear to be very fast and then it becomes a race to see which colony gets to an egg first. Hopefully we will have harvested your fertile eggs and there will not be any available for these little buggers." Gwn could hardly believe what she was hearing. All of a sudden she had to worry about getting pregnant. "Sadie how can I be sure I'm protected from all that manpower? Jeni set me up for this, didn't she?" "No not at all. It was Dr. Luck's idea," said Sadie laughing. "In fact he wants to see you after we're through here to explain the nature of the experiment. To keep you from getting pregnant, we're going to harvest any mature eggs you have in your ovaries and then seal your fallopian tubes with a plug that is inserted internally. It's temporary and can be removed later. We'll do that today before you leave. And in case you're still worried we'll give you a morning after pill. So I don't think you'll have anything to worry about." "Ok, now tell me about this 'knot' thing. So if he's got this 'knot' in me, why couldn't I just pull it out even if I had to strain to overcome some pain," Gwn questioned? If you chose to do that, Dutch would be severely injured. You see the front side of his knot is heavily muscled ridges and very firm; just like a hard penis. It is perfectly designed for penetration. That's why it can be driven in with a lot of force. But the backside of the knot is very sensitive. It would be like kicking a man in the balls. Any pressure that is put on the 'knot' in trying to back out is very painful and debilitating. So he has to stay inside until his prostate is drained dry and his knot shrinks to a size that can easily slide out. That usually takes about 30 minutes. Somehow Gwn detected a real surprise coming. "And how does all this happen." Sadie looked at Gwn and stated, "Gwn what I'm about to tell you will come as the biggest sexual surprise you'll ever experienced in your life. We have found that it is much better to brief a patient on this part of the experience so that they don't become frightened or injured when it happens." With eyes beaming wide open and in an exasperated fashion, Gwn responds, "damn Sadie, everything you've told me so far is a complete surprise. How could it be any worse or better? This might be too much to take in one session." "Oh you can do it," Sadie said flashing her famous mischievous smile. "But after he gets that 'knot' in you, you don't have any choice except to complete the journey. So, you might as well lay back and enjoy the ride." Sadie couldn't contain herself as she burst out laughing again. "You wouldn't want to be the one that 'chickened-out' would you." "Aw come on Sadie what's this like? You know I'm already scared." OK...this part you don't know about. We made sure Jeni didn't give you all the details. If you remember I mentioned that on the backside of his knot is a formation of pimples that look like nipple bumps that completely encircle the shaft of his penis. We have found out that these bumps secrete a thin clear waxy substance. It turns out that this secretion comes from this new Imon gland and it doesn't matter what position the man is in these bumps will contact the g-spot all the time. You will even feel the sensation in your anal area. Believe me he covers the entire playing field." "And what does this clear waxy cream do," asked Gwn? "I was coming to that," replied Sadie. It turns out that this cream or waxy stuff does two things. First, it will help seal the vaginal entrance and keeps all of those fluids inside. When the knot finally goes down you will leak a lot of those fluids. That's why the bed will be covered in some very absorbent towels beneath the sheets." "I'll bet that's going to be an embarrassing mess," commented Gwn. "Not when you're having that much fun," Sadie said with a twinkle in her eye. "Anyway the second function this plays is that this cream starts to excite the g-spot which is directly connected to your clitoral area. It starts out as a slight tingling feeling and builds up to continuous hot stinging exciting sensation. There is nothing you can do so you may as well lay back and enjoy the ride. You completely lose control. His penis and knot are surging in rhythm with his heartbeat and this cream keeps the g-spot stimulated and you get an orgasm about every three minutes. The vaginal stimulation at this point is all involuntary. You can't help it as long as this cream is in contact with your g-spot. "So you mean as we are laying there all 'knotted' up, I can expect an orgasm to hit every couple of minutes whether I like it or not." "Absolutely," said Sadie. "As you are having these continuous orgasms it excites him as well and he starts to have several until he has expelled all the semen in his prostate. It's an incredible experience, like none I've ever had sexually and I thought I had experienced almost everything in the sex department. This occurs over a 30-40 minute period until the Imon gland is fully spent and this is the reason both of you experience so much fatigue." "I guess this would be a good way to lose weight then." Sadie then asked, "Do you think you want to give it a try?" "You know I'd never live it down if I backed out. You and Jeni would never let me forget it." "You're probably right." Then pulling her hair back from her ear Sadie said, "And if you do, you get to wear one of these." "What is that," Gwn asked? It's just a little pink 'hangman's knot' tattoo that signifies that we have been hung by the Dutchman's knot." "Well then I guess I'll have to get me one of those." Laughing together Sadie joked, "Honey, you don't get this, you have to earn this." With that the two of them gave the other a congratulatory hug and hearty laugh. "Oh, before I forget it, you and Dutch are to have dinner Thursday night before your session on Friday. Dr Luck wants you to get familiar with each other before starting such a strenuous date. You'll find out that he's not the monster we've made him out to be." As Gwn turned to leave Sadie's office she said, "I think I'm ready now." "Good, now go on in the lab and let the girls take care of the pre-session procedures. After your session, I'll see you next week for a debriefing. They will direct you to Dr Luck's office after they're through. Don't worry; we'll keep an eye on you." "I bet you will," said Gwn mumbling under her breath as she left Sadie's office. Chapter 3 Game Time Gwn tossed and turned as she tried desperately to get to sleep. Dutch was every bit the gentleman the girls had told her. His European accent was the first intriguing thing that turned her on. His looks weren't bad either. The embrace they shared when they met and then later as they parted reminded her that their bodies would fit perfectly. They teased and tantalized the other in their conversation as they discussed the impending pairing that was to take place the next night. Their hands played games beneath the table and between their legs. Their conversation promised themselves to the other as they enjoyed their evening dinner. The conversation turned to his special talents. He was very reassuring and promised to be as gentle or as forceful as she wished. He promised to allow her to initiate their union at her pace and promised that he would not force anything she did not desire. He could only apologize for the involuntary orgasm that she would experience and promised to help her though the half hour of uncontrolled spasms. She had gotten over her fear. The wine was the perfect anesthesia. There was no pressure to perform as the evening presented a nice romantic touch. Game time would be tomorrow night and that was less than 24 hours away. She felt that she was ready. Gwn's assessment of Dutch was that he was the near perfect gentleman and equally the man that she needed. She had waited for a full month for this moment and it was almost here. Frankly, she was horny as hell. All evening, her panties remain soaked. If it hadn't been for the wine she would have been embarrassed when Dutch commented on her sexy smell. She was equally turned on to his fresh manly aroma. She wished she had him in her bed now with that knot fully lodged in her vagina. The anticipated pain was now something to look forward too. She had become comfortable in his presence and hoped that she could give to him an equally passionate experience. She could only imagine the new and different sensations her body would experience. As she lay awake, a guilty conscious crept into her being. Had she allowed herself to become a wanton slut subservient to her desires? She was about to be willingly taken by probably one of the most potent sexual human beings alive. He seemed to be the perfect gentle man. But, how did she know that, maybe, this was all part of a masquerade. Was she going to be taken by a sexual con artist? She concluded 'Not'. The Psychological Center was one of the most pre-eminent and respected facilities in the country in developing solutions for a sudden loss of sex-life. These thoughts rescued her in the nick of time and were providing purpose and meaning to a new-found sexual experience. At least she had rationalized her guilty conscious away. But tonight was a time for sex and she eagerly anticipated the passion. She could hardly wait. Nervously, she puttered around all day trying to pick the right; sexy but not too sexy underwear; the right mild fragrance perfume; the right lip gloss and the sexiest heels and hose combination. Several slow spins in front of the mirror finally gave her that pair of shoes that accented an appearance of long flowing legs from the top of her thighs to the tips of her toes. Then a pair of opaque bikini panties highlighted the neatly trimmed pubic hair. Supporting the tops of the virgin white hose was a black garter belt picked for this occasion. The contrast was startling. The garter belt matched a low-cut uplift bra laced around the edges and designed to enhance the proud cleavage of a beautiful set of twins. The Dutchman's Knot She hoped he would approve. The black mid-thigh length tapered strapped dress was the final wrapping for her evening's activities. She wondered how long she would be able to keep it on. So little time for preening, she thought. She met Dutch in the lobby of The PAD. The new wing on the Psychological Health Center was officially named the Personal Affection Development wing and thus was appropriately known as The PAD. As Gwn entered the softly lit atrium lobby, Tina, the receptionist, assisted her with the sign in. Tina exhibited a knowing smile and said, "Dutch is waiting for you in the lounge." Gwn could hardly control her emotions as butterflies fluttered inside. Every time she entered The PAD she marveled at the romantic atmosphere that had been designed into this beautiful building. It enhanced everything about the copulation experience. The lounge served as a greeting area for a drink or glass of wine that was relaxing before the couple embarked upon their mating call. Gwn stood in the entrance, looked around and recognized Dutch as he waved to let her know the location of their table. A quick thought reminded her that he looked like a normal person; not some sex monster equipped with unmatched man weapons capable of female destruction. Dutch greeted her with a polite hug and pulled the chair from the table allowing her to sit. Gwn appreciated the gentlemanly gesture. A light kiss on the cheek soothed some anticipation. "With a look of forgiveness in her eyes," Gwn apologetically whispered, "Dutch, I hope I please you tonight. Be gentle with me." Without a word, Dutch pulled her into his arms, rubbed her back and replied, "you already have; just a quick glass of wine before we retire to the room. I'll let you decide when the time is right." Gwn nodded as they took their seats. Dutch ordered Gwn a Zinfandel and picked a red wine for himself. As they toasted the other Dutch playfully remarked, "Good for the heart." And Gwn flirtatiously responded, "Pink Zinfandel, helps relax a woman just before climbing a sex mountain; no pun intended sir." Both relaxed and laughed at the innuendo. Gwn continued, "Just meeting you has me looking forward to the experience. It's hard to imagine everything they've told me about you." As they placed their empty glasses on the table, Dutch took her hand and asked, "Shall we go?" Never completely letting go of the apprehension, Gwn said, "I think so...I hope so." Then as she stood up she realized the wetness between her legs. At least her body was responding. She trembled as Dutch helped her with her coat. A brief glance at the front of Dutch's slacks indicated that he too, was showing some interest. As Dutch led her into their room she paused briefly to bolster her composure. There was no doubt as to their mission. She paused to reflect that just maybe she had given herself up as some sacrificial sex offering. Her perspiring hands reached to remove her jacket. Her impression of Dutch and those who preceded her reassured her of her safety. Her nervousness and apprehension could not mask the raging desire burning in the depths of her sexuality. Mating time had arrived as Dutch walked up behind her and put his lips into the crease of her neck. The zipper gave way to a gentle tug that slowly allowed the long black dress to free fall down over her breast into a willowy pile on the carpeted floor. She felt that famous cock nestle into the crevice between her cheeks. She knew she had to have it all, no matter her final fate. Dutch turned her around and extended his arms allowing himself a full frontal view of this beautiful woman. The sight was incredible. He gasped in visual appreciation as his eyes traveled from her toes to the juncture between her legs. "God, you're so beautiful," he whispered. "Come into my arms and let me hold you." Gwn invaded his space and stepped in close. Her hands trembled as they fumbled with the belt. Soon his slacks were lying in a neat pile next to the black dress. Then as if through some divine urging her hands cupped his balls and encircled the shaft of his penis overtop his shorts. Gwn tried to detect those things different that she had been told about. There did not seem to be anything unusual even though the hardness was there. She was reassured as she had taken much larger from her ex-husband. Dutch admired the lingerie and asked, "Would you mind leaving some of that on. You just can't imagine how sexy you look." "I appreciate your approval; your wish is my command, Sir." Caressing Gwn's breast, Dutch said, "For the moment we'll leave the bra on, but let's pull the top edge down slightly and expose those pert little nipples. Simultaneously, Gwn pulled Dutch's wife-beater up over his shoulders and with a soft toss flung it onto the back of a nearby chair. She then pushed her hands inside the waistband of his boxers and pushed them down around his feet and as she did asked, "Are you hiding something in there?" She could feel herself wanting his offering. Dutch pulled her in closer as his arms encircled her narrow waist. He gently stroked that panty area between her legs. His touched that soft sensitive skin adjacent to the labia...both sides. She took notice of the strength and texture of his hands. His long fingers stroked a crevice in the crotch cloth. She closed her eyes to savor the feel. Her hands now felt his naked hardness. It felt normal although. She knew there would be more. Dutch asked in a whisper, "Can these panties come off? I want to make love to you." It was so nice to be wanted and turned on by this man. She wanted to look attractive for him. This was a moment in which she had planned. She had that black lacy pair of lo-cuts on over the hose and garter belt. And then suddenly, they lay on the floor at the edge of the bed. The last piece of resistance was gone. They lay face to face propped up on elbows, looking, touching and kissing. Each of them admired the other. They pulled their top legs up to allow more access. Then Gwn slowly moved closer to Dutch's mid section. She kissed his crown as if to grant permission for whatever was in store. Dutch understood as all of his mates had to take a look for themselves. He had her switch positions so that he had access to her genitals as well. "Ask me any question you like," he said. Gwn took the liberty to look closely and touch with an open palm. The head was slightly larger than the shaft but not anything that would be alarming. The familiar velvety texture was no different than any of her previous lovers. Then with the tips of her fingers, she explored the base of his shaft. She felt the ridges -- maybe four or five completely encircling the shaft. Her breathing quicken as she realized her fate if she were to allow complete penetration. She knew she had to try it. This would be a rare opportunity. Dutch began to admire those long pale white sexy stockings. They exposed a neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair that matched perfectly. The lacy garter belt framed the view with an erotic touch. He lowered his nose into the opening crease. He thought to himself that this is a damn sexy woman. Selfishly, he couldn't wait to drive that knot into her pussy. The aroma of her wetness began to permeate his nostrils. He wanted more but knew to be patient. Gwn glanced down and was stunned to see a pair of balls twice the size of normal. "Oh my God," she said, "Look at those balls. They're huge and they look so full. Is that normal? Do they hurt?" Dutch gently smiled and said, "That's normal for me. They look swollen because they're suspended in a full sac of semen. It has to get out before we're finished." In astonishment Gwn commented, "They look like a pair of bull nuts. And where will it all go?" Dutch continued the lighthearted conversation by rubbing her lower stomach, patting her pussy and said, "In here." "I'm not sure I can hold that much," Gwn replied. Dutch laughed and said, "That's just the appetizer. There's a lot more that has to go in there." Gwn continued to gaze in amazement. Her fingers softly reached out to touch those swollen orbs. "They feel like two warm water balloons." The skin appeared stretched and rosy pink beneath a sparse application of blond pubic hair. Her fears seemed to be waning. Dutch felt Gwn's fingers touch that sensitive area between his balls and asshole. In response he clutched those gluteal muscles and pumped a liberal flow of pre-cum fluid from his urinary orifice. Gwn noticed the increase flow spilling out and over his helmeted shaft. Raising her index finger to his opening she gathered several drops for tasting. The result was a surprise. As she cautiously tasted the slippery solution she realized a sweet nut-like taste. Very appropriate she thought. She then placed her tongue to his opening and again found that the taste created additional wanting and without any reservation her lips traveled over the ridge of his glans. As she allowed the insertion to travel to the back of her throat, a very pleasant warm flush began to flow from her lips and out across her chest. Her passion began to build at a rapid pace. By this time Dutch pulled himself away from Gwn's pussy to observe a sweet submission. It was a vision that he had seen before. He knew that she would have to have the knot. He just smiled and shook his head as it never failed. Gwn continued to drink the nectar from Dutch's cock. The warming continued deep into her abdomen and created a sex hunger like none she'd ever experienced. She began to notice sensual feelings deep in her vagina that had never been felt before. She had amazing control over her internal muscles. It was easy to create a squeezing or milking action without any difficulty. All of her inhibitions were gone. She ached for the hanging. Somehow Dutch had wrestled that lacy bra from her chest. The garter belt and white opaque hose remained in place. He continued to admire the sexual beauty that this woman presented. Her nipples hardened under the gentle nipping of his teeth. Her response displayed an arching of her back and spreading of her legs. From past experience he knew that Gwn was feeling small electric-like shockwaves deep in her body as she emitted soft sounds of passion. Her sporadic utterances confirmed his suspicions. As Gwn rolled herself onto her back, he knew she was ready for the insertion. Her wetness and excited aroma gently infiltrated his senses and the effect was immediate. Gwn looked down her body as Dutch settled himself between her open thighs. He supported himself on one arm as he used his other to gently caress her swollen vulva. With her pelvis arching into his hand she looked down to see his marvelous cock hovering over a welcoming pussy. The visual was enhanced even further as she noticed a dripping stream of pre-cum raining down upon her clit and gently flowing between her vaginal folds. She had never felt anything like it. Heated streaks of desire covered her clit as hot lines of pleasure followed the stream of fluids. It was incredible. She had never felt anything like it before. As if driven by a phallic god her hand reached out in slow motion, encircled his cock and slowly milked copious amounts of the heated elixir. She tried to pull him into her pussy. Dutch resisted Gwn's attempt to complete the penetration. He resisted and slowly guided the bulbous head over and around and around her clit. He had seen the effect before. By now her pussy would seem to be on fire and she would be ready. He kept up the penile to clit massage as the first small orgasm hit. Dutch's teasing and intense clitoral massage pushed her over the edge. Spasms tore into her groin. Her hands clutched and her pelvis lurched. She finally had to push Dutch's cock away from her vagina to escape the intensity. "Stop...Stop...I can't stand it anymore," she cried as she twisted her torso away from his cock. Dutch held her in his arms as she calmed from the first orgasm. "Are you all right," he asked? A fire continued to rage within her vagina. The first orgasm was merely a prelude of more to come. What she needed and longed for touched her opening. Finally and at last, she thought to herself. Little did she realize that they were just beginning? "Wait...wait," she said gasping, "let me catch my breath." Then she nodded, "go ahead." With the back of her calves resting on Dutch's hips, she felt them tighten and begin the advance. Oh it felt so good to be joined like this. She had been waiting over a month. Slowly Dutch advanced the invasion. He recognized the familiar clutching that pulled him further and further into her depths. A warming sensation accompanied penetration. Gwn felt the same thing happening and exclaimed, "That's the hottest dick I've ever felt and it's so good." Suddenly she realized that something was different. It was if she had greater control over the action of her vagina. She was able to create a milking action, a clutching from end to end, and an intense squeezing. She stopped Dutch's penetration and asked, "can you feel that...how about that...oh my god, mama's got a brand new toy." Then she realized that she could open and close her cervix at will. It was incredible she thought. Her vaginal fire raged on. Dutch's hips began a slow tantalizing in and out. He was careful not to start the knot too soon. As their passions increased, the first swollen ring played at Gwn's opening. "Can you feel that," Dutch whispered. "Do you want to go for the 'knot'." "Oh hell yes, push it in....aaaaugh that feels so good. I can feel your cock throbbing in there...unbelievable. Come on give me some more." Gwn's fingers reached down and toyed with the base of his cock. "Oh my goodness, it has gotten very large...they weren't kidding were they?" Dutch smiled as he began to coach Gwn. "This is where there's no backing out from now on if you want it deeper I have to keep it in until the finish." "I've got to have it. Let's do the second ring. I can't believe that your cock is creating such action inside. I can feel everything." Suddenly she felt a surge in Dutch's cock and a quick lurch in his groin. There was some slight stretching pain as the second ring popped through her opening. "Oh...Oh" she whimpered as the second ring locked inside her pussy. "Hold it...Hold it, let me get used to it. OK, now go ahead." "You OK," Dutch asked? "The last two are very large." He kept bumping the next ring against her opening. Gwn had adjusted well and was ready for more. A nervous sweat broke on her forehead as she adjusted to Dutch's expanded insertion. With her opening stretched, she felt the buried cock continue to pulse and expel generous amounts of pre-cum juices. The pleasure she was receiving internally was incredible. She struggled to withstand another quick orgasm. Thank goodness Dutch was being very slow and deliberate. Dutch let the action of his cock remain steady even though his pleasure continued to increase. His breathing quickened. He pushed harder and harder into her opening and made sure the third ring stayed in contact with her clitoris. In a tender show of affection, Dutch's rough hand stroked her belly. "Does that feel like it's filling up in there," he asked? "Oh goodness, yes," Gwn exclaimed. "I've never felt anything like it. I just want more. Come on...come on give me the next one. Hurt me if you want too." With that plea Dutch shifted above and lifted her legs to her chest and said, "Hold your legs tight up against your chest, I'm going to push real hard to get this one in." Then he placed a pillow under her ass. Gwn did as she was told and braced herself. "Are you ready," Dutch asked smiling compassionately? "Oh god yes, let me have it...give it...aaaahhh...oooowww," she cried as Dutch, without forewarning, suddenly lurched from above with all his weight and forced another stage of the knot into her opening. She couldn't help it; tears flowed from her eyes as she was in real pain. She looked down to see that her swollen labia were spread wider than she could imagine. She didn't know if she could take anymore. But, somehow, she had to have it all. Dutch reached down and gently wiped the tears flowing down her face. He felt his cock beating inside her pussy and knew the lubricious fluids were filling her cavity more and more. Gwn continued to hold her knees to her chest as the pain subsided. Without speaking, he saw the apprehension. Slowly an expression of a quite sweet pleasure emerged. He knew she had turned her attention to the ecstasy taking place inside her vagina as her internal muscles started a milking action. Gwn turned slightly sideways and he immediately felt her uterus opening and closing around the tip of his cock. It was an incredible feeling and he knew the last penetration was near. Gwn was beginning to feel some fatigue. Even so, the pleasure continued to build. She resisted the urge to orgasm as she knew there would be a continuous one soon. How long could she hold out? The lusting intensity was almost too much to hold back. As if driven by some unknown erotic force she had to have that knot completely inserted. His cock was now wedged beyond mid way. Pulling out was no longer possible. Succumbing to the inevitable, she placed both hands on the side of Dutch's face and pulled his lips to hers. Tears flowed from her eyes. It was a tender moment. Slowly she raised his head and said, "Go ahead...I'm ready; I want it all." Dutch nodded and softly said, "Place your arms over your head and brace yourself against the head of the bed. Then open your legs as wide as you can. You will feel your hips and pelvis strained as we push the last ring inside." Gwn felt Dutch brace himself against the foot of the bed and turn slightly sideways. Then she noticed a slight stinging sensation spread around her clit and radiate into her opening. She could only wonder if some of Dutch's Imon cream had begun to flow around her opening. The urge to feel that last huge insertion was overwhelming. At the moment pain was ecstasy. She had to have it. A brief glance down surprised her even more; the swollen knot had become the size of a grapefruit. Beads of sweat popped out on top of her chest. Dutch took a couple of deep breaths and cautioned Gwn, "Brace yourself and let's do this. As soon as he felt her arms tighten he lurched against her pussy and pushed as hard as he could. He noticed her struggle to receive the last segment of his huge knot. The grimace and pain showed on her face. After a valiant first effort, penetration was to no avail. Dutch relaxed and said, "Give me a minute to rest. You're so small." He looked down and noticed intense redness spreading between her stretched labia. He anticipated her response. "Please, please, try it again, I'm on fire down there, get it inside...drive it in...get it in there," she begged. An intense raging heat burned inside her pussy. She felt his thigh muscles flex and tighten. The muscles in her arms braced themselves for the next onslaught. Dutch charged her opening with all the strength he could muster. "Aaaaarrrgg...uuunnng, he groaned, as he slammed her opening. Her petite body braced itself and fought an equal battle to complete the insertion. Their joined bodies rose off the bed as they pressed for the ultimate coupling. Gwn let out a scream as the final thrust penetrated her body. "Oooww...eeee...she cried...it was in. Her hip and thigh bones felt as if they were torn out of the sockets. And for some reason, at the instance of the ultimate insertion an intense orgasm ripped through her body. She had lost all control. There was pain amongst the spasms of the orgasm like none she'd ever felt. She felt skewered on the end of sex god's spear, floundering as an animal struggling for the last breath of life. It was the most intense orgasm she had experienced in her entire life.