Case 5
"I couldn't imagine what Eva was up to, and then I saw that the Cheetah was excited.........
NAM E: Jameson, Donna AGE: 28 HEIGHT: 5'6" WEIGHT: 109
REASON FOR REFERRAL: Trauma resulting from "menage a trois" with a woman and Cheetah.
DOCTOR: Where did you meet Eva?
DONNA: I was a waitress in a downtown restaurant Eva came in quite often, usually with a man. They were always different men, and I suspected that she was having relations with all of them. Anyway, she took a liking to me, and always asked the management to have me wait on her table.
DOCTOR: Was her pet Cheetah with her?
DONNA: Always. At first I didn't know what kind of animal it was. I mean, I thought it was a leopard or something because that's what it looked like. I was afraid to go anywhere near it Then my boss explained that it was Just a pet cheetah. It looked like a leopard, but was very tame. Then I realized how beautiful the animal really was. Pretty soon I was taking it table scraps. Eva called him Racer, because he could run very fast.
DOCTOR: When did you first learn she was sexually interested in you?
DONNA: Oh, I had no idea. Not until the first time we were along in her apartment. Even then, I didn't understand everything that was happening.
DOCTOR: Tell me about it from the beginning.
DONNA: I guess it was about the tenth time Eva had come into the restaurant This time was different. She had Racer with her, and she sat at the same table. But she had come alone.......
"Hello, Miss Eva," Donna said cheerily, hurrying over to the woman's table the moment Eva had sat down. "May I help you?"
"Of course, Darling," Eva purred. "I'll have tea, and one of those little biscuits."
Eva smiled, and began writing the order on her pad. She tremendously admired the woman she had come to know as Miss Eva. For one thing, Miss Eva was so terribly sophisticated, such a woman of the world. After all, how many women kept a giant male cat for a pet? In fact, Donna thought, in some ways Miss Eva was like her pet She was smooth and graceful, and carried herself like a cat Even her voice purred.
And her body was beautiful, like a cat's. Donna glimpsed up from her pad.
Miss Eva looked especially beautiful today. Her dark blue eyes glowed in the fading sunlight that came in through the window. Her golden hair fell down over her shoulders, accenting her full, sensuous lips, and high cheekbones.
"Yes, Donna thought, just like a cat Beautiful. She wished she were like Miss Eva.
And Miss Eva was dressed beautifully. She had on a blue, two-piece suit, over a pale blue, transparent blouse. Her sizeable breasts bulged from the fabric in a way that made Donna's head dizzy. The way she sat; her firm, rounded buttocks on the edge of the chair; her long shapely legs crossed beneath the table. Her blue stockings perfectly matching her outfit Oh yes, Donna thought. Miss Eva was beautiful.
"Do you like what you see, Donna?"
Donna was startled. She had not realized that she had been staring at Miss Eva. She certainly had been, though, and Miss Eva had caught her. Miss Eva would think there was something wrong with her! Donna could feel the blood rushing to her face.
"Oh, Miss Eva," Donna stammered. "I didn't mean to....."
"That's all right," Miss Eva said. "I think women should be as close as possible. And there's certainly nothing the matter with one woman admiring another's body. Certainly, I prefer it to some man ogling me all over, wanting to put his hands on me. I prefer a woman to look at me anytime."
"Well, Miss Eva......."
"Eva, Please. You don't have to call me Miss." "I didn't mean to be staring, Eva," Donna said, still blushing.
"I told you I liked it."
"I......like to please you," Donna said. And then she blushed again, for she did not know what had made her say a thing like that Yet, in that instant, she knew it was true. She did want to please Eva. Somehow she knew that pleasing Eva would give her a great deal of pleasure.
Unable to control the blood in her face, Donna turned and began to quickly walk away.
"Donna," Eva said in her purring voice. "Why are you running away?"
Confused, Donna stopped and fumbled with her pad. "I was going to get your tea," she said, uneasily.
"You know," Eva said, "you are quite a beautiful woman yourself. Has anyone ever told you that, Dear?"
"Men, sometimes. But I feel the same way you do. I .....can't stand the thought of a man running his dirty hands all over my body, into my private parts."
Eva's eyes flashed. "Come here, Donna. My order can wait."
Donna moved over to the table. She could feel a tingling in her body, and she could not place its source. For some reason, she had prayed that Eva would call her back. She wanted to be with Eva, and she did not understand why.
"You forgot to say hello to Racer," Eva said softly. "I know Racer was disappointed."
Donna looked down at the giant cat The cat was staring right back at her, and there was something in the cheetah's eyes that made Donna uncomfortable; they were so human. Slowly, she reached down And touched the top of Racher's head. She watched the muscles move in the cat's back. Once again she felt a tingle run through her body. She did not seem able to tear her eyes away from the cat's.
"Hello, Racer," Donna said softly, her breath catching in her throat
"Racer," Eva said, "say hello to Donna. Go on, now, Racer. You know what I mean."
The cheetah looked back and forth between Donna and his mistress. Then-moving so quickly that his yellow fur seemed but a blur before Donna's startled eyes-the cheetah rose to his feet and began moving back and forth between Donna's legs. A soft, purring sound rumbled through his lips.
"Oh," Donna said, clasping her arms to her breasts. Her reaction had been instinctive, and she quickly looked around to see if any of the other customers had seen her. But the restaurant was almost empty. The only other patrons were seated across to the other side of the room, and they were talking to each other.
A strange thrill had run through her body when the cat had brushed against her legs. And, for just one brief instant, she had imagined that the cat riad licked her high up on the thigh, above the tops of her stocking. But she could not be sure, it was so fast But the thrill in her body was unmistakable.
"That's a good boy, Racer," Eva said. The cat immediately returned to its place at his mistress' side.
"Racer really knows how to say hello, doesn't he?" Donna said. She had meant it as a joke, but her body was still tingling from her contact with the handsome animal.
"Yes, he does," Eva said evenly. "He certainly does. And he likes you. I can tell."
"Well," Donna said, pressing her lips together in an attempt to stop her own trembling. "I'll go get your order."
"Just a minute," Eva said. Donna stopped in her tracks. "How would you like to spend the rest of the afternoon with me?"
"I......I." Donna searched for words. The prospect completely excited her, and she began trembling again. It seemed so incredible. "But I have to work."
"Listen, Donna," Eva said, reacting out and touching Donna's arm. "I could buy and sell this place, and the manager knows it He won't give me any trouble if I ask him to give you the afternoon off." "You could do that?"
"Yes," Eva said. "And I will. A fine young girl like you shouldn't have to spend all of her time locked up in a place like this. I like you. I think we should spend the afternoon together. I'll show you my apartment"
"I'd like that very much," Donna said. She found that her chest was rising and failing very rapidly, and she was having difficulty breathing.
DOCTOR: And Eva was able to get you the afternoon off?
DONNA: Oh, yes. It was just like she said it would be. She went over to talk to the manager, and he said I could have as much time off as I wanted, as long as I spent that time with Eva.
DOCTOR: And so you went with Eva and her cheetah to Eva's apartment?
DONNA: Yes.
DOCTOR: Tell me about what happened when you got there.
DONNA: Well, first Eva got me a drink. Racer was curled up across the room, following me with his eyes. I was becoming more comfortable with him, and I remembered the thrill I'd had when he'd brushed up against my legs.
DOCTOR: And licked your thigh?
DONNA: Like I said, that happened so fast that I wasn't positive that it had really happened.
DOCTOR: Go on.
DONNA: Eva got me a drink. It was a strong one, but it relaxed me and made me feel doubly good. Then we started to talk. I was very happy there. Time seemed to stand still.
Eva filled Donna's glass for the third time. Donna made no move to protest. The liquor felt good, warming a spot in her stomach. Everything felt good.
"Racer's the only good male I've ever found," Eva said, walking across the room and putting her hand on the cat's head. "Racer is honest, and he's brave. Racer would never hurt a woman. He's the only male companionship I've ever needed."
Donna swallowed, and stifled a giggle. She said something that she never would have said were it not for the liquor in her. But now suddenly everything seemed gay and carefree.
"Don't you ever need a man to make love to you?"
For a moment Donna was afraid that Eva was angry. Eva's eyes flashed, and her hands came up to her throat. But then her eyes softened, and she spoke quietly.
"I've never met any man who could make love like a woman. I'd much rather be loved by a woman than a man."
"Loved by a woman?" Donna's head was swirling.
Eva nodded her head, and cast a glance across the room at Racer. It seemed to Donna as if Racer understood what Eva was saying. The great cat lifted his head. His muscles quivered.
"And there are other ways, Donna. Ways that give a woman great pleasure. But I'm not going to tell you what they are. Not yet. Perhaps, before the afternoon is over, you' ll want to find out for yourself."
"I........I think I want to find out now......" Donna could hardly believe that the words were her own. Eva had suggested that they make love together. And she had mentioned 'other ways'. And now Donna found herself moist between her legs; excited in a way that no man had ever been able to make her.
"So you think you would like to make love with me" "Yes," Donna said, looking directly into Eva's eyes.
Those eyes were blazing now.
"You knew I wanted you from the beginning, didn't you?"
"I don't understand," Donna said, shaking her head.
"You silly girl," Eva said, watching her. "Take off your panties, dear."
Donna could not take her eyes from Eva's. Before this, Donna had not even liked to undress before other women in a locker room. And now Eva was telling her to take off her panties.......
Donna slowly stood up, hesitated a moment, then lifted up her skirt, hooked her fingers into her panties and pulled them off her legs and body. Immediately she dropped her skirt.
"Oh, leave your skirt up, dear," Eva said coaxingly, "Racer and I want to see your pussy."
"Racer......?"
The cat had risen to its feet, and was pacing across the living room floor in front of her. He was staring at her thighs.
"Racer and I share all of our pleasures," Eva said. "But never mind about him. I want to see your pussy. Don't you want to show it to me?"
Donna bit at her lip. Her blood suddenly felt very hot, and her eyes were fastened on Eva's breasts. She had never seen another woman naked; and she wondered what Eva's breasts would look like. Would they be the same? Would they be different? But she must do as Eva said.
"Yes," Donna said. "Yes, I do."
Once again, Donna lifted her skirt, baring her garters, the tops of her stockings, and the soft, hairy mound between her legs. Eva stared openly at her and spread her legs self-consciously. Eva's eyes opened even wider, and Donna could feel a wetness growing over her crotch. Impulsively, she touched her hairy mound and found it was wet
"That's good," Eva said. "I like to watch you touch yourself. Do it again."
Donna slowly spread her legs, reaching down with her hand, and felt her vagina. An electric thrill ran through her body. Impulsively-almost moving with a life of its own, her middle finger separated from the rest and began to trace a line up and down the groove of her vagina.
"Put it in," Eva said lightly. "Let me see you finger yourself."
Donna immediately plunged her middle finger into her body, and felt every muscle in her body tighten convulsively. Suddenly the palm of her hand was filled with clear, warm fluid, and Donna realized that she had had an orgasm. Eva was rubbing her hands over her breasts, slowly unbuttoning her suit jacket. Suddenly she stopped and pointed over to the long, low couch in the corner of the room.
"Sit down there," Eva said. "Sit on the edge and spread your legs."
Donna had no idea what was to happen, but she did know that Eva was providing her with great excitement
Donna walked quickly over to the sofa, sat down, lay back, and lifted her legs.
Eva quickly pulled a small settee over in front of Donna, and sat down so that she was facing between Donna's legs. Donna could feel herself breathing very rapidly. Even at that moment, she was having another orgasm. The muscles inside her vagina contracted and expanded, squeezing out more love fluid.
Eva slowly lifted Donna's skirt up around her waist and began to run her hands up and down Donna's nylon-sheathed legs. Once or twice she lingered at Donna's garters, twisting her fingers in the elastic. Once she leaned over and kissed Donna's thigh in the same place that the cat had licked her. Donna winced with ecstasy, and spread her legs even further apart. She was tortured by pleasure, wracked by ecstasy.
"You have a beautiful vagina," Eva breathed. "The kind I like to kiss."
"Oh yes," Donna said. It was all she could do to keep from screaming: "Oh, please kiss it!"
Suddenly Eva reached under both of Donna's thighs, and lifted up her legs. This had the effect of causing Donna to fall even further back on the couch. Her vagina was open-beckoning. Sliding her hands down Donna's thighs, Eva pressed her full lips against the wet opening. Donna squirmed uncontrollably, but Eva held her tightly, her fingers pressing into the soft flesh of Donna's buttocks.
"More," Donna sighed. "Kiss it more."
Eva did not seem to hear her, but it made no difference. Her head was going up and down now, as her tongue caressed the vaginal groove. Donna could feel herself experiencing orgasm after orgasm and she had to dig her fingers into the fabric of the couch to keep from rolling off.
Eva's tongue was darting in and out of her body, touching her clitoris. Donna had never known there could be such ecstasy, and she wanted it never to end.
Now Eva was sucking at her vaginal lips, rolling them back and forth between her own lips and gums. The fluid flowed in a steady stream.
Donna looked over at her side and was startled to find that Racer was sitting on his haunches, staring at Eva as she continued to lick and suck at Donna's vagina. The cat's eyes were very bright, and his tongue lolled out of his mouth. Even more startling was the stiff member that protruded from between his legs, sticking out on the carpet. It took Donna a moment to fully realize that the cheetah was sexually stimulated. The cat knew what his mistress was doing, and he was excited by it
Donna knew she should be shocked by such a spectacle. Instead, she was further excited.
And then Eva was sitting again in front of her and the wonderful, darting tongue was gone from between her legs. Eva's mouth was wet.
"Easy, Racer," Eva said, patting the animal on the head. "It's not over yet" Then she turned to Donna. "Did you enjoy the way I made love to you, Dear?"
Donna was speechless. All she could do was shake her head affirmatively. And she knew she wanted more.
"Let me see your breasts."
Donna's fingers flew over the buttons on her blouse, tearing and ripping at the fabric. When she had removed her blouse, she reached behind her back and unsnapped her bra. Then she removed the bra and cupped her breasts, as if offering them as a sacrifice to Eva. She could fed her nipples-hard and distended-biting into her palms.
"Now would you like to see mine?"
"Yes," Donna said, finally finding her voice. "Yes, I would. Please."
Eva unhurriedly unbuttoned the buttons on her suit jackets, and shrugged it off her shoulders. Donna gasped. She could see now that Eva wore a see-through blouse. And she was not wearing a bra.
The jacket had hidden the massive size of the other woman's breasts. Eva was truly massively endowed. Her full breasts stuck out from her body, pressing against the nylon of her blouse. Eva's hard nipples pressed against the sheer fabric of the blouse; they became even more taut as Donna stared at them.
"Do you like them?"
"They're beautiful," Donna said quietly. "They're the loveliest breasts I've ever seen. Truly, they are. The nipples are so big!"
"Racer!" Eva said suddenly, slipping the blouse off her body and motioning to the giant cat Racer immediately perked up his ears, leaped to his feet and ran across the living room to stand beside his mistress.
"Racer likes my tits too," Eva said, glancing up at Donna. "Watch, and you'll see what I mean when I say that Racer is the only male companion I'll ever need." She reached down and patted Racer's head. The muscles twitched in the cat's body. "Do you want to suck me, Racer?"
A low, sensual growl erupted from the animal's throat A long pink, wet tongue darted out and licked across sharp, white teeth. As before, the animal's penis was hard, thrusting out from its body.
Eva sat down on the floor. All of her movements were slow and graceful; and she never took her eyes from those of the cat Her hands slowly came up and cupped her massive breasts. The nipples sat in her palms like pieces of rock candy, their tips pointed and sharp. "Lick them, Racer," Eva said. "Show Donna how nice you can be."
The cat knew exactly what was expected of it. It craned its neck forward, and licked at one of the exposed nipples. Eva cried out, and squeezed the breast in her hand. "Racer's tongue is very rough. When he licks it over your nipples, it's like every nerve in your body is coming alive."
Donna said nothing. Her mouth was open as she stared at Racer and Eva. Her own hands were unconsciously toying with her breasts, and she tried to imagine what it would fed like to have the great cat licking at her nipples; the rough, wet tongue lapping up and down.
The cat's movements became more agitated. His bead moved up and down more quickly. Donna could see that both of Eva's nipples were very enlarged, jutting out from the ivory white flesh surrounding the red-orange tips. Now even the flesh was becoming red from the cat's licking, but this seemed to only increase Eva's pleasure. She was squeezing both her breasts now, urging the cat on. Racer seemed to thoroughly understand what his mistress expected of him, and to enjoy the activity.
Donna squeezed at her own breasts. When this did not satisfy her, she began to squeeze the nipples hard between her fingertips. It amazed her how the nipples swelled up beneath her own touch. Finally she began to slap her breasts back and forth, as she saw Eva doing. A warm, beautiful glow was traveling throughout her body.
Eva had taken one hand from her body, leaned forward, and was groping between the animal's legs. The cat purred excitedly, and lifted one leg. The frequency of his lapping did not diminish. If anything, it increased; the pink tongue was scarcely more than a blur as it raced up and down the flesh of Eva's chest, lapping at Eva's breasts as though they were great puddles of rich cream.
Eva continued her groping between the animal's legs, and it took Donna a few moments to realize that Eva was actually playing with the cat's penis, forcing Racer to ever greater heights of ecstasy. Her hand jumped up and down, stroking and poking, rubbing and patting. And then her hand came away wet
Donna's own vagina was wet; she craved some form of stimulation. Eva was completely preoccupied with the love-making of her pet cheetah, and Donna was frantic. At last her eyes came to rest on the long, knob-tipped handle on a serving dish in the middle of the coffee table. Still squeezing her breasts, Donna leaned over and picked up the article.
She stared at It for a moment, then turned it in her hand and thrust the handle up under her dress.
"Yes, dear," Eva said, her eyes glazed, her hand pumping beneath the cat's body. "That's a good idea. Let me see you fuck yourself with the dish."
Donna barely heard her. Passion was carrying to the tops of mountains she had never known existed. The knob of the handle was brushing against her vagina now. It slid back and forth easily, owing to the love juices that were smeared all over her hair, and was still flowing from her body. Donna lifted one leg, braced it on the top of the coffee table, and thrust the handle of the serving dish into her body. She let out a loud groan as the wooden length slid into her, and then came to rest against the back of her womb.
Eva was in a frenzy now, watching Donna, and masturbating the cheetah. Suddenly the woman lay back on the floor, reached down and pulled up her dress. At the sight of Eva's long, lovely legs, her blue stockings and garters, Donna pumped the dish into herself even harder. She was having another orgasm. Despite the fact that the muscles in her arm were growing numb, she continued to pump the handle back and forth. Come flowed down out of her body, over the surface of the dish, into her hand, and onto the floor. With her free hand, she continued to squeeze and pull at her nipples.
"I can't stand it," Donna moaned. "I can't stand the pleasure."
"Keep going!" Eva commanded. "Keep going! It's only begun."
As his mistress had laid back on the floor, Racer had jumped around to her side, and was busy bending over her, lapping back and forth at her breasts. Eva still had one hand thrust out to her side, moving around between the beast's legs. With the other hand she reached down and struggled .to remove her panties from her body. At last they came off, down past her garters and over her stockings. Finally she lifted one leg and threw them over to a corner of the room. Then she spread her legs out flat on the carpet
"Down, Racer," Eva said, "Get down on me."
She was pushing at Racer's head with her hand, forcing him further and further down her body. But Racer knew what was expected of him. He paused a moment to lap at her exposed belly-button, then quickly leapt between her legs. Without a moment's hesitation the cat buried his head between his mistress's thighs. A strange mask of ecstasy and peace came over Eva's face, freezing the features in an expression of unearthly passion. Donna stared at the two of them. Hypnotized, tortured by the pleasure they were sharing together. Racer was tapping now, his neck muscles stiff as he struggled to maintain his position between Eva's wildly thrashing legs.
Donna was leaping up and down on the wooden handle now, striving to drive the handle even further into her body. And then Eva motioned for her to come over.
Quickly Donna took the handle from between her legs and rushed over to kneel down beside the prone figure of Eva. Eva's lips worked feebly, her words choked off by her passion. Donna could hear slurping, wet sounds coming from the area where Racer was at work on his mistress' body. Donna bent down close to Eva's mouth so that she could hear the words that dribbled from the trembling lips.
"Kneel down over my mouth," Eva whispered. "I want to eat you again"
Donna whirled her skirts up over her waist, then swung one leg around and over on the other side of Eva's head. Eva suddenly reached back around Donna's waist and pulled Donna's vagina down onto her mouth. Immediately
Donna felt Eva's tongue slipping up into her, exploring all her inner parts.
Donna arched her back so' as to make the passageway between her legs even more straight and narrow. The tongue crept up, lapping at her stiff clitoris, causing the fluid to flow in great, milky spurts.
Donna kept her eyes glued on the animal's bobbing head, a few feet away from her. Racer had crouched down even further, and now seemed to be trying to suck at his mistresses vaginal lips. Donna could see that this was difficult for the animal to do, and Eva was jerking her hips up and down in an effort to help him. Also, the animal's haunches were twitching violently now that Eva's hand was no longer there to stimulate him. At once, Donna felt and overwhelming passion for both Eva and the cat She wanted to suck Eva's vagina lips, and she wanted the cheetah to be stimulated.
She was already completely busy, what with Eva sucking and licking at her vagina, and her own hands buried in the mounds of flesh on Eva's chest squeezing and teasing at the nipples. She could feel Eva's hand caressing the area around her anus; she could feel Eva's index finger groping for the tight hole, and then squeezing through the surrounding flesh to finally enter it
"God," Donna moaned, beside herself with ecstasy.
"I want to suck you," Donna moaned.
Somehow, the cheetah seemed to understand her wish. The cat suddenly bounded away from Eva's body, leaving the area between her legs completely exposed. Seeing this, Donna opened her mouth in a silent cry, fell over and took all of Eva's hairy mound of Venus into her wet mouth.
Once again, Eva's motions settled down to a steady rhythm, moving up and down as Donna took the soaking vaginal lips into her mouth and sucked hard at them. Her body was still on top of Eva's, and Eva had grasped
Donna's buttocks and pulled herself up so that her mouth was still buried between Donna's outstretched legs. They were coupled perfectly, and for long moments, the only sound in the room was the wet, slurping sounds caused by the movements of their mouths on one another's genitals.
And then there was the exciting purring of the cat
Now Racer was not sure what was expected of him. Both of the women were clinging to one another's body, covering each other's genitalia with their mouths, sucking and kissing one another. Their hands darted and flew to the other's breasts, squeezing and fondling. And the cheetah's penis ached with unspent passion.
Racer could see Eva's index finger slowly moving in and out of the hole between the other woman's buttocks. He slinked forward, and touched his muzzle to his mistress' hand. Immediately the hand came away.
Racer nuzzled the open hole. The woman on top of his mistresses began to hump up and down wildly. Racer nuzzled the opening again, and he heard a strange sound come fro the other woman's mouth.
His body was now aflame, and he began to climb up on top of the wildly writhing bodies. The feel of the stockings on the woman's legs felt good to his smooth underbelly, and Racer rubbed up and down against the legs for a few minutes, then climbed up even further so that his aching member was even with the other woman's hole. And then the cheetah thrust his haunches forward, burying his stiff penis in Donna's anus.
Once again there was a sharp cry from the other woman, the woman on top of Racer's mistress. But she did not try to move away. Her body was moving wildly beneath him, and Racer began to move, grasping the woman's shoulders with his paws, pressing his own body against hers. He could feel a warmth springing up in his belly, spreading throughout his body. The woman continued to move wildly beneath him. Racer purred.
DOCTOR: And it is your feeling that the cheetah had an orgasm within your body?
DONNA: Yes, Doctor. And I can't forget it I can't understand what came over me.
DOCTOR: And you say that as far as you were concerned, you had no idea what Eva had in mind before she invited you over to her apartment
DONNA: No. I swear that's the truth. I mean, I was attracted to her, but I really didn't understand why. I still don't understand why, and that's why I came to you. I mean, it was like Eva had some strange kind of power over me. I went with her to her apartment and had die drinks I told you about I couldn't understand what she was up to-that is, when she first started to fool around and then I saw that the Cheetah was excited. I mean, I saw that animal's penis and it shocked me. But the shock didn't stop me from doing what I did. Am I an evil woman, Doctor?"
DOCTOR: I don't believe so, Donna. I believe you are a troubled individual, but I believe we can get to the root of those troubles. Did you have a good relationship with your father?
DONNA: Not really. My father was always drinking, and carrying on with other women. He hurt my mother terribly. He was a no-good man.
DOCTOR: Uhm. How about your mother? Did you get along with her?
DONNA: Always. It was always my mother who took care of me, and loved me. It was always my mother that I wanted to be like. I always loved my mother, and hated my father for what he did to her.
DOCTOR: Do you think your mother enjoyed having sex with your father?
DONNA: I know she didn't He was very brutal with her. With him, it was never making love. It was more like he always wanted to rape her, if you know what I mean.
DOCTOR: I know what you mean. And I think we're getting close to the root of your problems. Of course it's much too early to tell. But there are certain indications that the episode with Eva and her cheetah was predestined because of your experiences in your childhood.
DONNA: But what about Eva?
DOCTOR: It would be impossible for me to say without talking to Eva. But from what you tell me, Eva is a pretty sick girl herself. It appears that she herself had relationships with her pet cheetah regularly. Actual sexual Intercourse.
DONNA: Yes. She hated men. She would rather go to bed with her animal. I don't want to be like that, Doctor. Not ever. It's true that I had anal intercourse with the animal, and I knew that I must face up to it I was just too carried away to stop myself. When I felt Eva's tongue inside my vagina, licking around-her hands squeezing my breasts........and then I felt Racer crawling up my back, his penis pressing against my anus......I had to have him in me. Can you understand that. I had my own mouth on
Eva's vagina and it was so wet, so delicious......that I couldn't stop. I had to have all of my body openings filled. And then I felt Racer on my back, and I'd seen him eating away at Eva.....well, I just let him push it into me.
I don't ever want to allow it to happen to me again, Doctor. Not ever. I want to be a normal, healthy woman. Can you help me? I don't ever again want to feel that I..... want...to.....be laid by an.....animal.
DOCTOR: Easy now, Donna. Don't cry. The very fact that you're upset is a healthy sign. I think if s obvious that you were originally looking for a lesbian relationship even though you didn't realize it at the time. This urge was probably planted in your childhood. You felt, after your experiences with your mother and father, that the only good relationship you could have was with another woman. And so you were an easy target for Eva, and her perversions.
DONNA: Can you cure me, Doctor?
DOCTOR: You'll have to cure yourself, Donna. But I think that will be relatively easy. For one thing, you are highly motivated. And we have already begun the process of cure with the story you have told me. I see no reason why, one day, you shouldn't walk out of here as a normal, healthy woman. And I'm sure there will be a young man waiting for you.