My Journey Into A Loving Female Led Relationship: Chapter 28

My name is John, though I go by rgjohn, and I’ve written a few erotic books and some content for Literotica. When Emma read my work, she suggested I write about loving, female-led relationships—a genre she’s passionate about. It’s been a while since I’ve written, but a fan recently reignited my interest by asking me to turn his detailed journal into a story. Initially skeptical, I found myself captivated by his account of a Female-Led Relationship (FLR), a concept I hadn’t explored before. With a mix of curiosity and research, I’ve decided to craft a multi-part story spanning over 20 chapters. If you are just starting, you should begin your journey back at chapter 1.

Chapter 28: Doctors Visit, Part 2

It would be hard to imagine anything more embarrassing or humiliating than to get up on a table, totally naked, in front of three woman… all totally dressed.

I dreading what was coming. I had undergone prostate exams before, but I had always bent over the table… never had I been asked to get onto it on hands and knees.

I knew this was a routine procedure, something all men had to face at some point. But that knowledge didn’t make it any easier, especially with the doctor being a woman. Being on my hands and knees with my most vulnerable area exposed felt humiliating at best. Still, I had no choice but to grin and, quite literally, bare it.

“Now, let’s talk about the prostate,” Dr. Olsen said, snapping on a pair of surgical gloves. I tensed as Amanda handed Anna a pair as well.

I sucked in my breath, immediately understanding the implication.

Dr. Olsen led Anna to a poster on the wall directly in front of me, a detailed diagram of the male reproductive system.

“You should watch this too, Jason. Men often know surprisingly little about their own bodies.”

She gestured to the diagram. “The prostate is located here, inside the rectum, just below the bladder. It plays a crucial role in male reproductive health, producing fluid that nourishes sperm and aids in ejaculation. If removed, a man can still achieve climax and maintain an erection, but his orgasms tend to be weaker, and he will emit no semen.”

Anna leaned in, studying the chart with interest. I tried to focus, but it was impossible to ignore the anticipation building inside me.

Dr. Olsen continued, her voice calm and clinical. “Prostate fluid serves multiple functions: it helps sperm survive and lubricates the urethra. Interestingly, the prostate can be stimulated directly through the rectum, releasing its fluid independently of ejaculation. This stimulation can promote prostate health without necessitating a full orgasm.”

She turned to Anna. “Without regular stimulation, the prostate can develop issues, including reduced sexual function and decreased desire. Prostate milking… controlled stimulation of the prostate can help prevent these complications.”

Dr. Olsen’s eyes met mine. “It’s most effective when performed without restriction, but it can still be done while caged just as effectively. The key is consistency.”

I swallowed hard, my pulse quickening. Anna remained silent, but I could see the gears turning in her mind.

Dr. Olsen snapped her gloves into place. “Now, Mr. Bradley, let’s proceed.”

Anna nodded. “I’ve haven’t done it directly. I stroke and deny him. On a rotating basis, I tease him just enough to release some fluid without letting him climax.”

“That’s excellent. Many FLR wives prefer that approach,” Dr. Olsen said. “A ruined orgasm is a good option, though it’s more challenging to ensure the man doesn’t derive significant pleasure. Personally, I don’t allow full climaxes at all. My husband hasn’t had one in 15 years, and he’s happier than ever. He derives his satisfaction from pleasing me.”

Anna smiled. “That’s inspiring. We are doing the same thing. 15 years without climaxing, wow? Then you don’t have children?” Anna asked.

“Oh, I do… three of them,” Dr. Olsen replied. “The first was through IVF, which required a single ejaculation. Not my preference, but necessary. The downside with IVF is its low success rate.”

Anna raised an eyebrow. “How did you conceive the other two? Did you adopt?”

Dr. Olsen smiled. “They were conceived with my lover.”

“Oh my,” Anna said, clearly surprised.

My own eyes widened in shock. I heard Amanda giggle at Anna’s shock.

“My long-term lover looks very much like my husband,” Dr. Olsen continued, “so it was easy to explain to family and friends. Many women in FLRs choose a second lover, if necessary, that looks like their husband. That is important, especially if their lover’s background is significantly different, like being Black, and they want to avoid awkward conversations with family. That said, it’s becoming far more acceptable for women in FLRs to embrace their lover’s identity openly… no matter the race.”

Anna nodded thoughtfully. “Yes, I’ve noticed. A lot of my white girlfriends now have Black lovers.”

The doctor smiled and said, “I have a Black bull myself now.” 

“A bull?” Anna asked, curiosity piqued. 

“Yes. A bull is for when a woman just wants to be fucked with no strings, just raw, physical pleasure. And Black men? Well, they really know how to deliver that. But I also have a lover, and that’s something different… more personal, more emotional. Unfortunately, that kind of attachment makes relationships much more complicated, so I wouldn’t necessarily recommend it.” 

She paused, then added, “Anyway, cuckolding can be an important part of an FLR. Women today are less shy or embarrassed about their choices. Many families have come to embrace these relationships as healthier and more authentic. In the beginning, I kept my FLR from my family, but over time, I realized I was proud of my FLR. If they couldn’t accept it, that was their issue. Ultimately, they came around, and we’re closer than ever now.”

“That makes sense,” Anna said. “I’m not sure what Jason’s or my family would think… we don’t see Jason’s family that often as they live on the coast. I need to think about my parents, who are only a couple hours away.”

Dr. Olsen nodded and turned her attention back to me. “Now, let’s find his prostate. Amanda, get him ready, please.”

My face flushed as Amanda walked over, applied lubricant to my backside, and slipped a finger inside without hesitation. I moaned, both in surprise and discomfort. She gently parted my cheeks, holding them open for Dr. Olsen.

“I don’t see any issues with his anus,” Dr. Olsen observed clinically.

I wanted to disappear.

“The prostate is located here,” she said, touching the area between my perineum and anus. “To find it internally, you’ll need to curl your finger forward slightly.”

As her gloved finger entered me, I tensed reflexively.

Dr. Olsen immediately delivered a sharp smack to my buttocks. “Relax, Mr. Bailey, or we’ll have to resort to the sigmoidoscopy instead.”

Her warning worked; I immediately unclenched, allowing her finger to go deeper. Soon, I felt a strange, unfamiliar sensation, and to my embarrassment, my penis began to harden.

“Oh, look, he’s getting hard,” Anna said with a playful smirk.

“That’s normal the first few times,” Dr. Olsen reassured her. “It’s a natural response to stimulation. Once you’ve done it a few times, that reaction will diminish. If it persists, leaving the cage on during the procedure can prevent unwanted erections. In this case, we want to see it hard.”

I was embarrassed by my penis getting hard. I was even more embarrassed and shocked when the nurse used a ruler to measure it. She made a note on her document and said, “Only five inches. Did you say he was five and a half?

“Yes. I guess he is still shrinking. Five inches or three inches, it doesn’t matter anymore,” Anna said and then laughed, which was joined by Amanda and even Dr. Olson.

I could feel my face burning and knew it was beet red.

Dr. Olsen continued. “There are devices specifically designed for prostate stimulation, such as vibrating plugs or dildos shaped for this purpose, sometimes battery or electrically powered. They can be quite effective.”

“I’ve seen those online,” Anna said with interest.

After a few more moments, Dr. Olsen declared, “His prostate feels healthy and isn’t enlarged… as I would expect at his young age.” She withdrew her finger abruptly, and I gasped and my penis began to shrink.

“Your turn,” she told Anna.

Anna inserted her finger hesitantly. “It feels funny,” she said, giggling nervously.

My penis grew hard again.

“Do you feel it yet?” Dr. Olsen asked.

“Wait…I think so. I feel a little bump,” Anna said, curling her finger.

I groaned involuntarily and my little thing started to pulse.

“That’s it. Now, keep applying pressure gently, and we’ll see if you can express some fluid,” Dr. Olsen instructed.

Amanda placed a cup on the table under me.

Anna followed the instructions, moving her finger rhythmically. The sensation was unlike anything I’d experienced, not entirely pleasurable, but not unpleasant either. It took about five minutes before a deep pulsing began within me.

“I feel something moving,” Anna said excitedly.

“Good. Those are contractions. He’s close,” Dr. Olsen said, her tone encouraging.

Moments later, a clear fluid began to slowly stream from my penis. It felt surreal… like my body was trying to climax but couldn’t. It was similar to when Anna ruined me, but different.

“There it is,” Anna said triumphantly as fluid continued to drool out of me and into the cup.

“Excellent work,” Dr. Olsen praised. “You’re a quick learner.”

Anna continued for a moment longer before Dr. Olsen said it was enough. Dr. Olsen turned back to Anna. “Now that you’ve learned about the prostate, let’s discuss another method, beyond digital massage, or hand stroking, to keep him healthy. Have you considered pegging?”

I sucked in my breath hearing that.

Anna hesitated. “I have read some about about it and understand the concept, but of course I have never done anything like that. I would be scared to do something like that.”

“Don’t be scared. It’s simple. You use a dildo, either by hand or with a strap-on, to penetrate him anally. Many women in FLRs prefer the strap-on for the power dynamic it creates. Personally, I love it, and so does my husband, at least now. He wasn’t keen at first, like most men, but eventually grew to enjoy it. If you try it, start with a smaller dildo and work up to larger sizes over time. I wouldn’t recommend going beyond nine inches, though my husband has taken a ten-inch one, but he’s unusual. We may even go larger than that. I love to challenge him.”

I shuddered at the thought, praying Anna wouldn’t want to explore that particular option.

Dr. Olsen continued, “If done correctly, pegging can also stimulate the prostate effectively, sometimes even causing a climax, which we generally want to avoid. But making him emit fluid with pegging is an excellent technique to keep his system working, and it’s a lot of fun for you… and, by the way, a great workout.”

Anna nodded thoughtfully. “I’ll read more about it, but I think I like the idea.”

I shivered involuntarily as Amanda wiped the remaining lubricant from my skin.

“Okay, I think we are done here today. You can go clean yourself up Mr. Bailey,” the doctor said.

I got up and sheepishly walked over to the nurse who held out a towel. I stepped behind the screen again and cleaned myself.

The doctor said, “We will schedule a follow-up appointment for next month to see how you are doing if that is okay with you. If you are going to have children, we will do some extensive tests on his sperm to make sure there are no problems there.

“We haven’t really discussed children yet. When we do, we will definitely schedule an appointment. Thank you so much doctor. I learned an incredible amount today,” I said.

“I’m glad. Here is a brochure about an FLR organization with lots of members around the city. We would love to have you as a member, Anna. They do a lot of socials, as well as invaluable seminars. Plus, you get to make a lot of FLR friends. They don’t call it FLR, but rather ‘The Women’s Leadership Society’, or WLS. It raises less question for those that don’t want their FLR known,” Dr. Olsen said.

“Oh, really? I never heard of the organization. I am going to definitely do that,” Anna said.

The doctor had the nurse reapply my cage before instructing Anna to take a seat. I stood silently behind her, awaiting the conversation that followed. 

“Now,” the doctor began, “let’s go over a few important points. First, never allow Jason to remove or put on his cage himself. That control belongs to you now. You own the cage, but more importantly, in a Level 4 FLR… which is what you are practicing… you own him. That includes his penis and testicles. He is never to touch them in a sexual way. He relinquished that right when he abused himself and set you both on this path. Based on what you have done, I assume this is forever and so will be your marriage.” 

She paused, letting the weight of her words settle before continuing. 

Anna smiled brightly and said, “Yes, it is forever. That is our word and we have it on a plague on our wall.”

“Really, that is wonderful,” the doctor said. “Also, if you choose to incorporate pegging, which I highly recommend, you must still maintain the cycle of teasing and denial. Keeping him focused, aroused, and engaged is key. But just as important is ensuring you don’t neglect the emotional connection. A successful FLR isn’t just about discipline; it’s about love and care. Wear sexy clothes, touch him often, remind him of your affection. A well-balanced FLR thrives on both control and intimacy.” 

The doctor’s gaze softened as she glanced between us. “I can already tell you understand this, Anna. I see the adoration in Jason’s eyes, which means you’re tending to those emotional needs just as much as the physical ones.”

Anna smiled proudly. She glanced back at me and said, “Yes, we’re doing very well.”

The doctor nodded approvingly. “I know you appreciate how fortunate you are. If you think about it, Jason’s inability to control his habit turned out to be the best thing for your relationship.”

“Yes, that’s true, and we both know it,” Anna agreed.

“The beauty of this,” the doctor continued, “is that you’re just beginning your journey. There is so much more to learn, so much more to enjoy. If more married couples understood the fulfillment an FLR can bring, we’d see fewer divorces and far more happy, thriving relationships. With the divorce rate well over 50%, and 80% of those initiated by women, it’s clear that the traditional concept of marriage isn’t working anymore for many couples. Something has to change.

“Of course, not all men are submissive enough to embrace an FLR, and that’s perfectly fine. We still need our bulls and our lovers… they play a vital role in this dynamic as well.”

Anna gave a subtle nod, and I wondered what she was thinking in that moment.

The doctor’s expression softened as she added, “If you decide to explore cuckolding, choose carefully and understand the changes it will bring to your relationship. I’m here to help guide you, every step of the way. Please don’t hesitate to call or visit me anytime. And that goes for you too, Jason.”

Anna thanked the doctor, and we headed home in silence, each lost in our own thoughts. For me, the discussion on pegging and cuckolding weighed heavily on my mind. I had always known they were possibilities, but hearing the doctor speak about them so casually made them feel more immediate. It was both enlightening and intimidating. Yet, as I glanced at Anna, I could sense her excitement at the prospects.

The moment we stepped through the door, she practically dragged me into the bedroom, eager for pleasure. She was soaked, her arousal undeniable, and she climaxed within moments of my mouth touching her.

Beyond that night, she was equally thrilled about the WLS club and joined the following week. The group held monthly meetings and regular social gatherings, providing a supportive community for women in FLR relationships. They even had a men’s group, which Anna made clear I would be required to join.

The meetings turned out to be beneficial for both of us. She valued the opportunity to connect with like-minded women, while I found the discussions eye-opening. Being surrounded by other couples in FLR marriages gave us insight, encouragement, and a sense of belonging. We both learned a great deal, and our bond deepened because of it.

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