Chapter Sixteen
Ted Dalton
Once this Dr. Corrothers convinced me it was in my best interests to speak, my mind opened like a floodgate. I said things, told stories and related fantasies of which I had never before spoken. She was firm, direct in not allowing me to skip any details or camouflage any aspect of my closeted life before I met Mrs. Dalton...nor the secretive dalliances with professionals thereafter...seeking some unattainable ‘high’ of complete submission...or low as some would suggest.
With the nose bridle so tightly secured above me, talking was physically difficult. I had to hold my head steady and flap my jaw, for want of a better term, to project the words.
She paused quite often. I assumed she was taking notes and after much time Nurse Jasmine entered and my assumption
