MEET NELL - extract

 

"They told me so much. I had so much gone on in my head. I thought it must be true. I'd gone to a girl's school, and no-one knew, about what I had between my legs. And yet for the doctors and social workers I was dressed as a boy. And this was abnormal for me."

"That must've completely confused you?"

"Yes, it did. It confused and scared me."

This therapist was digging down deeper and deeper. And it wasn't clear, not really, on whose behalf she was working with Nell. She was obviously a long-term therapist. But in many ways, it was as though she was laying groundwork as well. She was dealing with the aftermath of what this boy had gone through, but there was also this sense, this feeling that she was laying more groundwork, painting a picture slowly in his mind of what was to come.

"Tell me about your sexual awakening. When did you first have sexual feelings, and urges?"

That was a flip in the vibe. The first-time sexual feelings and beginnings were mentioned directly.

"I'm not sure. In my teens, I started to have feelings, you know, down there, between my legs."

"That was your cock getting hard, yes."

"Not a cock no, that's my clitoris. Not a cock, girls don't have cocks."

And that was like a groundbreaking moment right there.

"You don't believe you have a cock?"

"No that's my clitoris."

"Who told you this?"

"One of my uncles, just a few months. He gets me to do 'things' for him. He's not actually my uncle. He's the boyfriend of one of my aunts."

The painting of a dysfunctional, deeply perverted existence was being made.

"What does he get you to do?"

"Suck his cock. He has a real cock. I don't."

"And you do this? You suck his cock?

"Yes, I do. I swallow his cum as well."

"Do you think this is something you have to do, because of who you are, and what you are?"

"I think so yes. They all tell me it'd be better if I just pleasure people like this, like him."

"So where do your fantasies of black people come from?"

"I sucked a black cock once. It was a huge cock, and since then..."

She didn't need to elaborate any further, the therapist got the picture.

"Was this black man someone your 'uncles' introduced you to?"

"Oh god no! I go to 'glory hole's, in public toilets, and I suck cock there."

This was another revelation.

"He's been corrupted and now he's seeking out his own thrills. Glory holes, black cocks. He's ripe for what we want to do with him, and more."

Nina sounded excited by the level and the depth of the corruption and perversion.

"Yeah, and I want her twitching on the end of my cock as you milk his clitty."

The couple spoke in whispers as the CD session progressed.

"And do you get enjoyment from what you do? Do you 'cum' because of what you do?"

"Sometimes I cum. Men take me in their cars to quiet places and they do things to me, and they make me cum, for them."

"They use you, is that what you mean?"

"Yes, they use me."

"So, you don't see it as mutual? You don't see it as making love? You see it as them using you?"

"Yes - they use me, and I let them."

"What does that feel like, in your mind, that you allow yourself to be used like this."

"It's a sexual thrill for me, to be used, and abused."

Cedric and Nina sucked in air again at the revelations Nell was divulging.

"He's been fucked up, early in life, and now he's furthering his own perversions. Sex, sexuality, being a girl is all he knows. All SHE knows. I think we owe it to her to take her to the next level, don't you."

"And you're happy to live in this constant state of sexual need, and greed? To be used by others? To be on this never-ending hunt for the next sexual thrill as the girl that you've become, or are becoming?"

"Yes. What else would I do? I don't fit in anywhere else. I have to accept that."

"Yes you do. To an extent you do. But you know there are people out there, who if they found you, or came across you, might not be kind to you right? Or might, do things to you or with you that you haven't fantasised about not even in your nightmares?"

Nell considered that for a little while before she answered.

"She's talking about us Cedric. She's talking about us."

"I know. Sweet hey?"

And this was the revealing of more layers of Nina and Cedric. That they recognised themselves in what the therapist was talking about to Nell. And this in turn hinted at a darker place that Nina and Cedric existed in. One might have thought that they'd like to have some fun with Nell. This eighteen-year-old who was fucked up could be their good girl for a while and then maybe they'd cut her loose and let her get on with her fucked up life somewhere else. But this wasn't it at all. The therapist was warning Nell starkly that she was living a dangerous life and that it might not go as she expected.

"I know. I know but living dangerous like this excites me, a lot. I can't help myself when I get the urges, to go to those dark places, the glory holes, and in cars with men to other places. It thrills me. The danger thrills me and my clitoris."

It was almost sad to hear Nell talk like this. And yet not at the same time. Seeds had been sewn for him/her. And now the minds of Cedric and Nina were in overdrive. He swirled his fingers inside Nina and then he swiped the pad of one finger over the tips of those nerve endings, bringing her to an immediate and intense orgasm which she whimpered through. And then he re-aroused her for them to spend the rest of the night watching more of these sessions. They both felt they needed to know Nell inside and out. They both felt they needed to do as much research as they could, before they stepped out of the shadows.

"How do we take this further then? I mean where do we find this 'good girl'?"

Nina was excited and she was thinking ahead. It was difficult to believe that Cedric and Nina were this powerful City couple, successful and respected all over the globe in the world of finance. But here, they had a dark side. An extremely dark side.

"I just met up with the therapist. Trust me when I say she is just as, if not more so perverted than the two of us put together. How do you think Neil became Nell? It was with her help."