Constancia Island, A Femdom Novel

Chapter Three

Chapter Three

It seems that within minutes a flight attendant awakens me with instructions to prepare for landing in Aruba. The plane is scheduled to land at 11:00 p.m. local time. The six-hour time difference with Berlin will require me to acclimate myself to the time and I welcome the night’s stay at a local hotel.

Tomorrow, a small boat will take me to Constancia Island.

Dr. Reinhold! My mind jumps as I exit the plane. The name should have come to memory before, but I did not associate the 1930's New York Times article with the infamous doctor.

She must have been very young at the time of the article. For her name is forever associated with a 1960's New York scandal. Dr. Reinhold received much press as a result of performing s*x change operations in an era when such alterations were little known. What prompted the coverage was the revelation that certain ‘males’ were appearing dressed as women for their army induction physical. Since the Vietnam War was flaring, many inductees attempted to avoid induction by utilizing a variety of subterfuges such as feigning deafness, injuries, poor eyesight, etc.

Thus, a young male appearing before the medical examiners in fine feminine attire, shoulder length hair and make up was considered to be attempting to avoid the draft. But one can imagine the reaction of the doctors when the candidate stripped and in place of a fine set of genitals they found instead a newly crafted gash, courtesy of Dr. Reinhold’s scalpel.

The army doctors were alarmed and a subsequent thorough investigation into Dr. Reinhold’s practice by various government bureaucracies revealed other unorthodox procedures. Much was left unreported by newspapers, but in official reports I recall references to Dr. Emily’s assistance not only to New York’s gay community but also to certain cabal’s involved in D/s and b**m activities. It was disclosed that her medical training was used to abet (if not supervise) such unusual practices as extreme piercings, body modifications, infibulations, induced lactation, forced chastity, human transformation to animals such as ponies and dogs. And it was suggested, though not concluded, that many of Dr. Reinhold’s ‘patients’ did not fully consent to the procedures.

One could imagine, after reading the report, an unsuspecting, anesthetized patient returning to consciousness in Dr. Reinhold’s office and finding his genitals pierced and locked into a position prohibiting intercourse, with his smiling new owner standing nearby mockingly displaying a small key. Or discovering that after three months of taking the good Doctor’s prescribed medication, male breasts became oddly effeminate with perky n*****s producing a cloudy liquid when sensuously kneaded by the soft, knowing fingers of a Dominant female.

The word within the medical community was that, rather then cause further scandal, Dr. Reinhold agreed, in her early sixties, to retire, and the final reports were thus quietly filed with little notoriety. She was not heard from again, as far as I was aware.

My luggage is retrieved. With the late hour and a paucity of traffic, a cab quickly transports me to a nearby hotel. I check into my room.