You’ll Just Feel a Little Prick

So I was feeling a little under the weather the other day. Took a couple aspirin and started looking up medical fetish porn. Intimate examinations, sexy medical practitioners, enemas, and yeah, it just keeps getting weirder.

Now, I’m all for the naughty nurses. What? You need to check my breasts? Oh, well, if it may save my life, then by all means.

I suppose the idea of turning over your physical care to another person is intriguing as well; it’s just another form of Dominance and submission. Role playing is in there somewhere, too. And it probably appeals to those who seek out ritual: the washing up, the donning of the latex gloves, the sterilization of the equipment. Whether it’s all pantomime or there’s actual cutting involved (unless you have medical training, please don’t do this) (no, for serious, don’t do it) (snicker-snack!), it’s all about the arousal process for the particularly punctilious among us.

I have an aversion to blood and needles and sick people, and so this sort of thing was never really my bag. I can’t quite get past the ew factor. I’m not really sure why someone would be turned on by surgery, catheterization, and dental braces, but I suppose that’s the definition of fetishism: arousal by objects, situations, or environments not conventionally viewed as being sexual in nature. I try not to judge. I’m sure there are a lot of things that excite me that would make some people turn their heads and cough.