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The following
story is intended as sexual entertainment for adults only. The names used are purely fictitious.
UNITED
INTERNATIONAL HYPNOTIC SEX THERAPISTS is the
brainchild of Dr.Emily La Chote MD and is owned and operated by her, and some of the wealthiest
women in the world.
The famous
medical organization treats male and female
patients for sexual disfunction, both psychological and physical, but also acts as a covert center to hypnotically train unsuspecting patients as sex slaves by use of very powerful, sophisticated, and
state of the art hypnotic techniques.
Dr. La Chote, who
is extremely wealthy, is a Medical
Doctor, Psychiatrist, and Certified Hypnotherapist.
In addition to
her legititmate therapeutic practice,
certain patients
are chosen by her for submissive sexual conversion. Slowly and over time she
transforms these unwary patients into
genuine submissives, ultimately renting
them out for parties and gatherings. She is
aided in these activities by all of her female colleagues and their nurses at the center.
The submissive
patient slaves are eventually permanently blanked of all previous memory and
sold to wealthy owners worldwide for the
staggering sum of one million dollars
each.
Prospective
patients come from two categories,
those who are
legitimate patients of the facility, and
who come from all over the world to receive treatment at the legendary
sexual dysfunction medical center, and
those who are carefully screened and selected from throughout the United States for a special
treatment offer, and who ostensively
come for a stay of one month, free of charge to engage in a special research
project.
Those in this
second category are chosen for their lack
of family and social attachments, for a previous history of treatment
for sexual disfunction, for a previous
history of interest in being used submissively in their sexual activities, and for the fact that they
have recently become unemployed.
A massive
information data bank makes this possible and
the UIHST has many searchers throughout the country, always analyzing medical and public records
and making contact with the unwary
victims. Contact is made by mail using highly realistic and believable
presentation and application forms.
They are given a
special offer allowing them to take
advantage of expert sexual therapy without charge if they will take part in research activities at
the center. They are told that their
travel and housing expenses are
included, and that indeed they will be paid $500 a day for their participation,
and that the process will take a month.
Great care is
taken to insure that the prospective
patient leaves absolutely no evidence of the existance of UIHST, and ample proof and documentation
of some kind that they have exited the country for some faraway location, and plan never to return.
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The primary
facility is located in Tijuana, Mexico and
includes a large patient housing complex next to the main building. The center is located in a remote part of the city so that it is not readily
accessable, and is surrounded by tall electrified fences to prevent snooping or escape.
The patients are
told that this extraordinary security is
necessary for their protection due to the foreign, and potentially dangerous location of the
center.
Large payments to
the local Mexican government allow the staff to run the facility as they please
without fear of any kind of legal problems. In fact special consideration is given to any request by Dr.
La Chote, and special protection is
guaranteed for her activities in the
facility.
The center
typically handles up to one hundred live-in
patients at a time, and they are housed in a large living complex connected to the main
treatment building.
A total cure for
any sexually related problem is
guaranteed, in addition to the money offered them, and the promise of a new and fantastic sex life
in the future. Unfortunately, only part of that is true.
The patients in
hypnotic conversion training are not
harmed permanently in a physical way, and their condition and progress is carefully monitored
by the large staff of doctors and
nurses.
All activities
here are recorded and studied by all of
the female psychiatrists, and are shared with many other members of the
organization internationally.
Dr. La Chote also
maintains extensively equipped
submissive training facilities at several of her isolated homes, and these are used often for
intensive patient training and
entertainment for exclusive clients.
She prides
herself on using the most effective, and
comprehensive, state of the art degradation and hypnotic techniques in
the world for the subjugation and
humiliation of submissively hypno trained patients. Her failure rate is zero, having attained
complete and ultimate success with all
of her unsuspecting victims in the past seven years.
Through a
comprehensive and intensive conditioning
program the patients are gradually, and permanently transformed into total and willing sex
slaves, and after about four months at the center are sold to very wealthy
clients around the world. By the time they are sold and delivered the patients
have been totally blanked of any former memories, and experience complete
happiness serving their respective
owners.
The methods used
at the facility would be considered
barbaric by some standards, but are found to be necessary for total emersion and conversion
into the consummate submissive.
Many of her former
patients are now loyal servants, and
mindless slaves to wealthy owners around the world.
Dr. Emily has
produced over fifteen hundred first
quality sex slaves during her years as director of UIHST, and according to her research most are
still alive and happy in one capacity or
another.
She makes efforts
to see that the slaves are not
physically mistreated after being purchased, though she could not intervene even if they were.
She includes a
two year warranty during which the slave
may be returned for needed reprogramming or corrective conversion maintenance.
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There are nine
female psychiatrists here, and each of
them has two carefully chosen RN psychiatric nursing assistants.
The medical staff
includes:
Dr. Emily La
Chote, Director, age 52, and her two RN
assistants, Eleanor and Cindy.
Emily has an
extremely active sexual libido, but hides
this activity beneath a polished, professional veneer. She is profoundly sadistic, and has a deeply
ingrained need to humiliate, and be
served by submissive men and women.
She is expert at
subjugating and lowering the male and
female subjects to unheard of depths of depravity using her astonishing skills with hypnosis. She
delights in training her patients to
perform unsavory oral service on each
other, and on her own person at every
opportunity.
Dr. Samantha
Jones, age 35, cruel and beautiful, has
perverted sexual needs that she plays out with the patient trainees. She is a vice director, and
shares a centrally located office area
in the large building. Her two pretty nurse assistants, Christina and Nancy
are cruel and quite efficient.
Doctor Sabrina
Sidney, age 36, also a vice director, who uses a highly erotic humiliation and
conversion system in her submissive
training style. Her nurses are Sandra
and Carolyn.
All of the staff
here are paid huge salaries and act as a
team to process the patient victim slaves.
The other female
psychiatrists here include:
Dr. Judith Rice,
age 42, a dyed in the wool nymphomaniac and lesbian who uses her male and
female patients extensively for self
gratification, and induces a passionate
need to serve in all her subjects. Her
nursing assistants are Susan and Sally.
Dr. Laurel SImms,
age 32, who is an authentic genius and
cruelly
victimizes her patients by her brilliant
submissive induction methods. Her
patient victims become true sexual
robots under her sensitive care. Her RN
helpers are Ellen and Nina.
Dr. Joy Hunt,
age, 36, who loves to watch the male and
female patient victims having degrading sex while she manipulates their minds under hypnosis. She
is aided by her nurses, Felicia and
Rebecca.
Dr. Barbara
Dennis, age 39, who uses many forms of
hypnosis and delights in subverting and humiliating the patient victims. She creates humiliating
hypnotic scenes in which the male, or female patient slaves are made to masterbate to orgasm, and are convinced they
are doing it in front of a large group
of their friends and acquintances. Her
nurses are Rhonda and Natalie.
Dr. Tammy
Anderson, age 37, who is a professional
dominatrix as well as surgeon specializing in male genital alteration. She and her nurses
prepare the victim patients for sexual
slavery in the most obscene and
degrading way possible. Her RN assistants are Linda and Alicia, two skilled and sadistic helpers
who are devoted to their work.
Janet Puente RN,
age 47, certified hypnotherapist, and
certified electroshock technician. The more severe kinds of conversion
training are accomplished with the aid of
nurse Puente. She uses her unique skills to help blank and retrain the poor patients who are sent to
her. Under deep hypnotic electroshock
treatment she removes the undesirable
memories and imprints essential
suggestions necessary to the process.
All of the nurses
and doctors are aberrant or maladjusted
in their mental makeup, and work very well
together. Most of the female
doctors and nurses have never been
married and typically have deep hostility
toward men.
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The initial
introductory session is always done by Dr.
La Chote, and involves a pleasant therapeutic approach, and analysis of the patients most potent
erotic imagery.
The patients are
required to attend hypnotic therapy
sessions six days each week and are given one day off to reconstitute
and further imbed the previous therapy
work.
All patients are
given a variety of special medications
in the secondary reception area, just before each session that partially sedates them and makes
them extremely vulnerable to suggestion.
They also receive
daily medication to help chemically
remove their free will, and faciilitate their training.
Dr. La Chote uses
a number of hypnotic devices, frequently
a rotating spiral disc with special features
to allow the relaxed patient to fall comfortably into their first hypnotic trance.
Once the patient
is safely in a deep hypnotic trance Dr. La Chote carefully tests them in the
observation room, immediately next to
her comfortable office, to discover the
subject's most intimate and secret sexual fantasies. These computerized tests
also outline any physical or genital problems that might affect sexual
performance.
The process
begins, and as the patient becomes deeply
locked into Dr. La Chotes hypnotic manipulation, more and more liberty is taken, and the
dominant-submissive relationship between
them becomes pronounced very rapidly.
This lock-in is essential to the coming abuse
and painful hypnoconversion treatments.
After about three
weeks with Dr. La Chote the patient is transferred into the influence of Dr.
Samantha Jones, whose office is directly
adjacent to Dr.La Chote's, and Dr. Jones
begins the second stage of the captivated
patients decline into subservience.
After another
three weeks the patient is transferred
into the care of Dr. Sabrina Sidney and the heavier and more painful stage of slavery begins.
As each doctor in
turn completes their training phase of the deeply locked patient, more and more
dramatic inner changes take place in the slave, and electroshock treatments are begun by nurse Janet Puente,
under deep hypnosis, to burn the learned
conditioning irreversibly into the
pliable mind of the poor patient victim.
The patient never
really has a chance once the first
hypnotic locking is done.
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The large
envelope that I received in the mail would
begin a process that would alter my life drastically and irreversibly.
I could not have
known that, however, and as I read
through the brochure, I became more and more interested, and
excited.
Having just lost
my job I was quickly becoming desperate for money, and was barely hanging on in
my attempts to find other work. I had no unemployment compensation, and it was a very serious matter for me.
I would receive
$500 a day for one month participating
in a sex research project for an organization called United International Hypnotic Sex Therapists.
I was beside
myself with joy, I had been planning to
leave this city anyway to find work, and this would be the answer to my prayers. The brochure said
that I could leave soon, once the forms were completed and sent in.
I wasted no time
with this and within three days I
recevied a phone call and confirmation of my acceptance into the project. The woman's voice on the other end said that I would receive my plane tickets
overnight, express mail, and that I
should waste no time coming to their
center in Tijuana Mexico when they arrived. She
said a cashiers check for three hundred dollars would also be included for basic expenses on the
journey there. Also included were
specific instructions on obtaining a
passport and visa for the trip.
I was given other
instructions also about preparations
before leaving but paid little attention to them after they had been completed, and focused on
packing and tossing my excess items in
the trash. I suspected I would never
return to this apartment building again.
I had
reservations about traveling to Mexico but all my accomodations would be taken care of, and I
would be paid very well for my work
there at the end of a month.
Coincidentally, I had actually once sought treatment for sexual
dysfunction, having difficulty in maintaining an erection, and though the
therapy was effective for awhile, did
not last.
Only viagra and
the other drugs in the same category
seemed to work for me, but the side effects could be irritating and were, of course only
temporary. The doctors told me that
physically everything was working
normally, but that I probably had deep psychological problems at the core of the dysfunction.
I had been into
submissive fantasies for some time now,
unable to score sexually in a normal way.
I had no roots,
and no one to say goodbye to...I would
start over again in another city once I had completed this and been paid. I would start a new life.
MY flight was
uneventful, thankfully, but there were the usual delays due to the hyper
security required for all air travel these days.
When I landed I
followed the instructions given me
exactly, and arrived by taxi within an hour at my destination, a set of large buildings
surrounded by a high metal fence outside
of the city. They were quite modern, and had not been there for many
years, but the greenery and floral
landscaping around the buildings was quite beautiful, and made me at ease,
despite my inner trepidations. The
buildings were flush so that one entered
a short hallway in the middle and had access to
either building.
I always hated
things like this, and got butterflies when I had an appointment of any kind,
especially at some kind doctor's office.
I paid the taxi
and walked to the front entrance of the
building carrying my suitcase with me. Inside there were two sets of
doors, one leading to each building.
When I entered the reception area of the medical building I was quite
surprised to see many patients in the
waiting room. There must have been thirty
or forty, and there were several at the busy
reception desk.
I sat my bag down
and waited, checking the brochure for
information about the special offer.
Soon one of the pretty
receptionists called to me, and as she smiled
broadly at me I gave her my papers.
She checked them briefly, reading
basic information.
She smiled
sweetly at me..."Welcome to United
International Mr. Fander", she purred, "we're very happy to
see you and I know that you're going to experience some wonderful things here. You're scheduled
for an appointment with Dr. La Chote in
one hour." She motioned to a female security guard standing nearby..."Would you please take Mr.
Fander to his lodging and get him
settled in?"
The attractive
guard came over and smiled pleasantly.
She took my papers and read from them briefly. "Follow
me", she smiled, "I'll take you to your room."
I picked up the
bag and followed her out the door and
across the hallway to the apartment complex. We entered and walked down a long hallway and
stopped at a door near the end. She
opened the door and handed me a set of keys. "I think you'll be
comfortable here sir...they're very nice rooms."
She left and I
went inside and sat my suitcase on the
bed. The room was excellent, and
much better than I had been in for a long time.
'Better than any motel,' I
thought to myself. I turned the TV on and opened the suitcase and began putting my things in the
drawers. I was told that my meals would be delivered to my room three times a
day, and there was a motorized removal chute for all refuse. The rooms were cleaned regularly, and bedding
changed during the patient's absence.
'I'll be here for
a month,' I thought to myself, 'I can
enjoy some very useful therapy, and have a very nice payday to get a new start.' I couldn't believe my good fortune, and was happier than I had been for
a long time.
I lay down and
rested, watching TV until it was time
for my appointment.
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I arrived back at
the reception desk in the other building
and waited with my appointment ID tag.
I handed it to
the smiling young beauty at the desk.
"your appointment is in ten minutes Mr. Fander, would you please take a seat and someone will call
you when it's time."
I smiled and sat
close to the desk. It was two o'clock in
the afternoon and there were still many patients coming and going.
I began to read a
magazine, and suddenly I was shocked out
of my wits by what was happening on the
right side of the reception desk where
there was a separated area with a towel spread on the carpet.
There was a nude
woman standing there with a small towel in her hand. She appeared to be in her thirties, and had a
nice body, and was very pretty.
She was trying to smile at the crowd of waiting
patients. I suddenly remembered some of
the information in the final papers sent to me before I left. It said something
about the need to be ready for unusual occurences, and that there were nude men or women in the reception
area at times, and one would never know when.
At the time I
read it I couldn't make much out of it but in view of the fact that this was a
famous sex clinic I shrugged it off as some kind of wierd new therapy for the patients. As I and many others stared
quietly the woman began to masterbate
herself, and she was actually forcing
herself to look at us all.
MY eyes were
frozen on hers as she moved her fingers in
and out of her vagina and rapidly against her clit, and her look of mortification was stunning as she neared
orgasm.
Some of the
patients hardly noticed, as if they had seen it many times and the rest of us,
particularly the men stared,
dumbfounded.
She moved her
fingers very rapidly now and was gasping
and grunting as she stared at me
and the other men. She moaned under her breath, trying not to make noise as she
hit her orgasm, and a thick dribbling of vaginal juice ran down her leg and onto the towel she was
desperately holding underneath.
I stared at the
nurses at the reception desk and they
looked up and smiled occasionally, not concerned in the least about such a humiliating display of
sexual activity. The woman was wiping inside her dark
hairy vagina now, soaking the wetness
with the small towel.
She looked at the
men for a moment longer, as if she were
required to do so, and then slipped back into the office entry door from which she apparently
had come.
Most of the
patients were reading their magazines again, and I sat there in shock feeling very
sorry for the unfortunate woman. I
figured it was some kind of wierd
therapy here, and began to have second thoughts about the whole thing, but quickly reminded myself
of the coming fun and the huge payoff
that awaited me in a month. A payoff I
desperately needed.
A nurse came out
of the same entrance door that the nude woman had used and called my name, she
was smiling pleasantly. I quickly jumped
up and followed her...she led me into a
secondary reception area and the door
closed behind us.
"Please sit
for a moment, and someone will be right with you," she said
courteously. The second reception
area was much smaller and seated about
five or six patients. Two were there now
waiting. A nurse at the small reception
desk finished talking on the phone and called
my name. "Mr.
Fanders." "Yes," I said.
I stood and
walked to her as she prepared a small paper
shot glass of liquid for me. She had a friendly smile and I stood
waiting, wondering what was in the small
container.
"Drink this
please," she offered, as she placed the
paper container in front of me. This is a mild sedative to help you to relax for your
appointment."
I smiled and
braced myself and picked up the liquid
holding it to my mouth. I quickly drank it bottoms up, and paused, savoring the rich flavor. It was
sweet and a bit minty, and very pleasant.
I could feel no immediate effect but knew that it had a definite purpose
in my therapy.
Another nurse at
the desk came around and motioned for me
to follow her as she went through a door on the
opposite wall.
We walked down a
long hallway with no doors on either
side and turned left at the end, heading down another hallway. We passed the rear emergency
entrance and continued on until we
reached the end.
Straight ahead
was a door apparently leading to a
storage room, and on the left a door leading into another hallway.
We continued on
that hallway passing the men's and
women's bathrooms and stopped at the second door. The
nurse led me inside into a small reception area where there were two very pretty nurses. They
smiled as they greeted us.
The guide nurse
looked back smiling at me..."This is Mr. Fander, "He has a three
o'clock."
She quickly left
and the two nurses smiled broadly at me. One of them knocked on a large
door..."Mr. Fander is here
mam," she said, waiting for a response. In a moment a woman's voice answered..."Yes,
come in please."
The nurse opened
the door and led me inside, then turned and went back into the other room,
closing the door. I stood looking at the
woman there. She sat on a comfortable couch and motioned me over to
another easy chair just opposite her.
"Welcome to
our center," she said quietly, "I'm very happy to meet you." I sat down on the other chair and looked apprehensively at her. She smiled and moved forward a bit... "Please don't be nervous, I want
you to be completely relaxed here. This
is a place of contentment and peace for
you."
"My name is
Dr. Emily La Chote, and if you like, you may call me mam." She was smiling in a friendly way, and looked at me with acceptance in her
eyes.
The woman was
quiet elegance personified, a very
attractive and slim middle aged woman wearing an expensive business suit. Her sophisticated sexuality wafted around me and I sat there entranced.
By now the
medication I had been given was beginning to
have an effect, and I sat back in the very comfortable chair as a wonderful feeling of well being
came over me.
"Are you
feeling alright?," she asked, looking carefully at me.
I smiled and
quickly nodded at her, entranced by her
presence. She was wearing an exquisite perfume, and it created a mesmerizing effect on me as I
stared quietly at her. Her body was very well formed,filling out
her form fitting suit, she was actually
one of the most attractive women I had
ever seen.
"Mr. James Alex Fander," she stated, a
mysterious smile on her face.
I didn't answer
but let her continue.
"We're going
to talk for awhile Jim, and I want you to
be completely relaxed. I'm your friend, and I'm a doctor, and I want you to feel that you can
be absolutely truthful with me and tell
me anything without being embarrassed."
"We're going
to talk about sex and your sexual habits in a most intimate way. You can tell
me anything in any words that you want
and it's ok."
I stared at her
in comfort and whispered to her..."Yes,
thank you."
She smiled
slightly and took a clipboard in her hands.
"We're being video recorded now Jim, to help us to make an accurate diagnosis and estimation of what
will be required in your treatment, but just forget about that, and focus on my questions, Ok?"
"Yes",
I managed, a little groggy now but still fully
awake.
"Good. I
want you to trust me completely and be totally
honest. Before we begin I think you might be more comfortable if your clothing were removed,
don't you?"
I focused on her,
and became a bit more alert.
"Sure," I mumbled, as I
sat forward. I was at a point where I
didn't really feel embarrassed and began to remove my shoes.
"I need to
observe you in the nude to study your
responses, and the degree of your erection."
She looked
reassuringly at me as I unbuckled my belt and pulled down my trousers. I soon
had them off and by now was developing a massive hardon, that I couldn't
hide. I stood and unbuttoned my shirt as
I looked behind her at the bookshelf and
knickknacks, and layed it on the arm of the chair. I glanced at her as I pulled down my shorts and my enormous erection was flipped
upward as the waistband caught it. I
pulled them down and stepped out of them
and layed them on the pants.
She pushed a
button and one of the nurses came in and
walked over to us.
Doctor Emily
shifted slightly, "Eleanor is going
to take all your things into the other room and lock them in a storage safe
with a time lock, for one hour. At that
time you will have your clothing back so you may go back to your room. We find that a sense of helplessness adds to
the erotic atmosphere and improves the data we are able to gain from our
tests."
I stood there and
stared as the pretty nurse took my clothing and shoes and smiled at me as she
left the office.
"Now Jim I'm
going to induce a hypnotic trance in you so that our session will go smoothly
and efficiently, and so that I can more easily get to the origin of your
problem."
"Yes
mam."
She sat a spiral
hypnotic induction device on the table in front of me. "Just relax Jim, don't think about your
erection or on sex, just concentrate on my voice." She started the device and turned down the
lights. The round surface had a slight
glow in the dark and it revolved at a regular pace.
"I want you
to think only of the spiral pattern Jim...think of the constantly turning and
revolving spiral. Listen only to my
voice, only to my voice. You're
beginning to become very relaxed, and the pleasure of your erection makes you
feel even more easy and relaxed. You will feel yourself gradually falling,
falling into the peaceful spin of the globe.
The soothing, glowing circle.
Relax, relax, deeper and deeper into the soothing revolving globe."
"You cannot
control your movement into the globe...the soothing, relaxing, spinning
circle. Feel yourself falling into the
center of the globe. As you do you can
hear only my voice, my soothing commanding voice. You must fall into the spinning circle, and
you must listen only to my voice."
The drug I had
taken before coming here was beginning to take it's toll, and I felt myself
falling, involuntarily into the spinning, swirling circle. My eyes began to flutter, and close, and I
began to lose control of my consciousness.
Her voice was so wonderful and soothing, and her perfume brought
pleasure to me that made me begin to fall uncontrollably into the circle.
"Deep, deep
sleep...you can hear only my voice, only my voice. Deeper and deeper into the spiral...deep
sleep, deep sleep. Falling, falling into
deep sleep, let go and fall into deep sleep.
You hear only my voice, only my voice."
The world
disappeared from around me and the only reality was her voice, her soft
soothing voice.
"You are in
a very deep, deep trance...you can hear only my voice, only my voice. Deeper and deeper. You feel very relaxed and very horny and your
body and mind will obey my commands even when you awake. Do you hear only my voice and obey only my
voice? Answer me...my voice is your
master, your absolute master. Tell me I
am your master.
"Yes.......yes.....mam....master, you are.....my.....master."
"You are in
a deeper, deeper trance, and you will obey my voice completely,
completely...you will obey my voice, and hear only my voice."
"Yes......yes......voice.....only
your voice....yes..."
I had entered a
deeper stage of hypnosis and was aware of my surroundings and the woman sitting
across from me but could think of nothing but the voice that came to me from
nearby. I was in a state of nothingness,
unaware of anything but the soothing voice that guided me.
"I want you
to open your eyes but you will remain in a deep trance whatever happens after
that, until I release you and tell you to awaken. Do you understand?"
"I.....yes
I.....I understand. I opened my eyes as
commanded but saw only the woman across from me. I felt I had to obey her voice...she had told
me to do that...must obey only her voice.
She moved closer to me.
"From this
day forward you will feel an intense need to listen to, and obey my voice, and
my commands. You will not be able to
control yourself...you will be lost in my voice for all time."
"Do you
understand?"
"Understand.....yes........voice......your
voice.
"From this
point forward, with each hypnotic session you will fall uncontrollably into my
influence....when I want you to fall into a deep, deep trance I will say the
words....'You are my slave.' Do you
understand...when I say, 'You are my slave' you will quickly fall into a very,
very, very deep trance, and will only be able to hear my voice. You will obey all commands from my voice....you
will be unable to resist. You will obey
any and all commands that I give you.
Do you understand?"
"Voice....hear
your voice.....yes.....yes...I will obey....I feel I must
.......obey.......your...voice."
The world I was
in now consisted only of her voice....the one that I must always obey...it was
all so simple and without question....the woman.....her voice...I want to....I
need to obey her voice....
"I am now
going to count down from ten.....as I count you will gradually begin to come awake....when
you awake fully at the count of one you will have no memory whatever of your
hypnotic trance...or all that has transpired in your trance. You will awaken at the count of one, and the
next time you hear me say the words 'You are my slave'....you will
automatically and quickly fall into a very, very, very deep trance and will
obey only....only.....only my voice. Do
you understand?
"Understand....obey.......only
your voice.....will obey......your command."
"Alright,
I'm counting back from ten and when I reach one you will be fully awake."
"ten.......nine.......slowly
waking.....eight......seven......coming awake......six.......five......more and
more awake.....four......three....almost awake.....two.....one, your are now
fully awake."
I opened my eyes
and was not immediately able to identify my surroundings. It was like a heavy drunk and waking up
wondering who you were, and what you were doing there. I blinked at the woman across from me....she
smiled slightly, and brushed the hair from my face with a quick wave of her
arm.
Then it unfolded
for me and the memories of the recent past came back to me. I felt that she had not been able to
hypnotize me, and hoped that this would not cause me to lose my position here
or participate in the research.
I became aware of
my rock hard penis and that she had promised that I could relieve my self of
the severe pressure I felt in my balls.
My erection was
unbearable by now, and I could scarcely imagine what was in the medication I
had been given earlier. My penis bobbed
up and down and dripped on the towel like covering in front of my chair.
She moved a bit
closer and began to ask questions.
"Now, first
of all how long have you been unable to perform sexually?" I thought carefully about my answers and
wanted to be completely truthful with her.
"Five or six years," I
said, "I gradually started having difficulty and it got worse over
time."
"I can get
an erection most of the time except when I'm going to have sex."
"Have you
tried viagra and the other types of enhancers?"
"Yes mam,
and nothing works very well."
"How often
do you have sex?"
"It's been a
long time." I shifted uncomfortably.
"Do you
masturbate?"
"Yes mam,
several times a week."
"Do you
ejaculate every time you masturbate?"
"No mam, not
every time."
"So you just
play with yourself sometimes without ejaculating?"
"Yes
mam."
"I see that
you had tests done and they showed nothing physically wrong with you."
"Yes
mam."
"So you're
thirty years old and can only get an erection when you masterbate?"
"Yes
mam."
"Do you ever
have homosexual fantasies?"
"Occasionally,
but only pertaining to oral sex....possibly from watching too many oral sex
porn videos."
"You enjoy
watching women perform oral sex on men?"
"Yes
mam."
"Have you
ever had a homosexual experience?"
"Once or
twice as a kid mam."
"Have you
had fantasies about being a submissive?"
"Yes
mam....more recently, and on the Internet."
My cock was
draining fluid onto the towel cover but the doctor seemed unconcerned.
"Have you
ever performed oral sex on a woman?"
"Yes
mam."
"Did you
enjoy it?"
"Very much
mam."
"Now I want
you to sit with your legs spread and play with yourself...just stroke it a bit
and flip it back and forth a few times."
I did as she
asked and leaned back as my huge hardon pushed upward, bobbing
uncontrollably. My large swollen balls
hung loosely as I gently stroked my
penis. I looked at it and flipped it
back and forth. My cock bounced back
like a coiled spring when I flipped it, and began to drain more freely.
"Look at me
please," she said, watching me carefully.
"Are you about to cum?"
"Yes
mam."
"Ok stop for
now and lets go into the next room for some tests. We can find out anything we want to know about your sexuality
and physical condition from these tests."
I followed her
into the testing lab and looked curiously at the array of puzzling fixtures and
gadgets. There was a mounting in the
middle of the room apparently made for the kneeling position.
"Jim, would
you please kneel here and lay your chest and stomach across the padded area and
your head in the depression."
I did so and
crawled slowly onto the device laying my chest on the pad and placing my head
in the well padded head support. It
actually was quite comfortable, and, at this moment I was feeling very good,
and had a satisfying sense of well
being. I was kneeling in the doggie
position and my knees sank into comfortable depressions in the soft padding
below.
There was a
television monitor directly below my face so that I could look easily at
anything on the screen. She quickly
pushed hinged clamps over my wrists, ankles, legs, chest, and a soft head
restraint over my head. I was completely
immobile now and she began to attach various connectors to my body that led to
the computer input display.
She attached a
movable strap monitor around my chest, a finger oxygen blood count clamp over
my right index finger, and as I waited helplessly began to insert a metallic
dildo into my anus.
"Just
relax," she murmured,"I want you to just go with this and enjoy
yourself."
She sat beside me
in a chair and began to attach something to my penis and balls.
I was actually
enjoying myself by now, and breathed heavily as she worked her fingers. She pulled back my foreskin completely and
slid a metal ring around the
inner
circumference of my glans. Then she
gently isolated my testicles and placed clamps around them, so as not to create too much pressure. Each of my balls rested in the small metallic
cups but there was no discomfort.
Her exotic
perfume drifted past my nostrils and I breathed in suddenly, as an erotic pulse
passed through my body.
"Now Jim,
I'm going to put a set of earphones over your ears, and you will hear soft
music with subliminal messages playing in the background, but undetectable to
your hearing. All of these elements are
necessary to produce complete and accurate results."
She put her head
down and looked up at my face. "Are
you comfortable Jim?", she
whispered, appearing very concerned about my well being. "Yes mam," I grunted, "I'm
ok."
"Good...now,
one more item that we must add."
She placed an oxygen mask around my nose and mouth and adjusted it. I could feel the fresh oxygen laden air
flooding around my face and the sensation was quite pleasant. I breathed heavily and expelled the air,
resting in a relaxed state.
"Alright
Jim, let's begin the test. This will
take about twenty minutes but is
absolutely necessary. Ok?"
"Yes
mam."
"Now, I'm
going to display videos of fifteen different kinds of pornographic material,
each one for sixty seconds. During each
kind of porn the machine will do tests on your body automatically. All you have to do is lay and enjoy. You will experience a powerful need to
ejaculate but I've placed a block on your nerve plexus and you will not be able
to ejaculate. This is normal and necessary to the test. Ok?"
"Yes
mam."
"At the end
of the fifteen tests there are five tests consisting of different kinds of
submissive porn. These are also sixty
seconds each. Now do you understand what
will be happening to you?"
"Yes
mam."
"I will be
back here studying the results on a computer readout so we will not be talking
until the tests are over. When we are
finished we'll go back into the other room and you will masturbate and
ejaculate for me. Ok.?"
"Yes
mam."
In a few moments
I heard her sit down on a chair and shortly the TV monitor came to life. A porn video began, and the first bit showed
a man masturbating himself. The view was
from overhead and the sensation that of actually being the person masturbating. A tingling sensation started in my anus and
spread to my testicles and to the area around my swollen cock head.
First a
growing vibration and then a more
intense sensation as the current began to pulse in a rhythmic pattern. In a few moments I had reached my threshold
and felt an ejaculation coming on. I was
humping my hips but could not make it happen.
Another pattern of tingling and electric vibration and then nothing.
The next porn
sequence started and it was of a man fucking a woman doggie style. Again the vibration started, grew in
intensity, and peaked as I pumped my hips desperately trying to cum. My balls were becoming hotter by the minute
and were feeling more swollen. Soon the
second clip was finished and another started.
This clip was of a pretty woman on her knees sucking a man's cock. The sensation was becoming unbearable by now
and my aching balls tried once again to empty out but without success.
I was grunting
and moaning and fucking my hips but it didn't help. I began to sweat from the effort and the next
sequence was of two gay men sucking each other's cock. This really didn't turn me on but the pulsing
in my balls and dick made me try to ejaculate again. I squirmed in and out as the current dropped
to nothing once more.
I waited
patiently as the next clip started. It
was a woman taking a shit. I wasn't
really turned on by that one either but the dam machine was trying to make me
cum and I couldn't.
The next clip
showed the same woman with her soiled asshole in the camera, and I couldn't
stop the machines merciless assault on my dick and balls. My nuts were getting sore by now and I was
beginning to think twice about doing the rest of the clips. Unfortunately I had no choice and the next
clip began. It was of a man eating a
woman's pussy and this was a major turn on and my poor balls screamed out for
release. I humped with a fury but was
foiled again and my swollen testicles hung helplessly in the grip of the metal
clamps.
I was sweating
profusely by now and my balls were on fire.
I held on for another clip, which was a woman sucking a horse cock, and
grunted loudly as I forced my hips inward, feeling the back pressure in my
balls expand them even more.
I was sure I was
not going to be able to take all of this and finally made my feelings
known. "Mam!" There was no reply. The next clip came on which was two women
eating each other and my balls were trying to spasm but the pressure was only
building up and the burning sensation became too much. "Mam!
Mam! Please Mam I can't take
anymore, please stop."
No response again
and the next clip was starting already.
It was of a pretty woman sucking cock and getting facialized by several
men. My balls exploded with pleasure and
the pressure became unbearable.
"Mam...please Mam....I can't take anymore! Oh please Dr. La Chote I can't stand
it!"
Suddenly the
screen went blank and the current
stopped.
She came around
to me and sat on the chair again, and looked under and up at my face. "You're disappointing me Jim. I told you we must do fifteen plus the
submissive clips. I was hoping we would
get along well."
Her tone crushed
me, since she had been so nice up to now, and I began to feel depressed and
guilty. She put her hand on my balls and
gently massaged them.
"Ok, lets do
the five submissive clips and you can have some fun jacking off for me in the
other room after that. How does that
sound to you?"
I paused for a
moment ready to beg her not to finish but caught myself. I'd had a little break now so I would just
force myself to get through the submissive clips.
"Yes mam,
let's finish the rest."
She pulled on my
steel hard penis rubbing it expertly with her soft fingers. We'll make these thirty seconds each, and
we'll hope you can tolerate it to finish."
"I'm sure
this will give the computer enough information to complete the analysis."
She continued the
tests and the monitor came on once again.
This time it was an attractive woman leading a nude man around by a dog
chain. As the electric pulsing began
once more I tensed up as my sore cock was massaged by the relentless
device. I groaned as my balls tried to
empty and waited it through again.
The next clip
showed a man being forced to lick several women's assholes while tied on his
knees. I let the involuntary humping
continue as my gonads were brought to the brink once more.
I scrunched up my
face in pain as the third clip came on...three attractive women pelting a naked
submissive man with disgusting personal
insults. I jerked involuntarily and my
balls quivered in pain as they tried to evacuate once again.
I shivered from
the hurt now and the fourth clip started.
It was of a nude man being used as a house slave and ordered about by a
room full of women. He wound up being
used as a footstool. I wasn't really
focusing on it but since it was right in front of my face I let it affect me
and I screamed as my poor balls tried to empty again. Finally the last clip came on and tears
rolled from my eyes as I watched two women forcing a tied man to suck cock.
I moaned and
grunted at the same time and began to shake all over as my red hot nuts tried
to ejaculate again. My balls were
swollen twice their size and my penis was crammed and swollen with blood. The monitor went off and the current
stopped. I lay there bathed in sweat and
trembling with pain.
Dr. La Chote came over and began to release all of the
connections. "I'm sorry you had to
endure this Jim...these tests are absolutely essential. I have all the information I need
now." She released the clamps and I
slowly got up and stood, almost falling over when I lost my balance. She put a small towel against my pisshole and
as she held my swollen balls in her hand we went into the other room.
"Sit please
Jim." I flopped down in the chair
and my balls nearly got caught under me.
She sat across from me and pushed the button for a nurse. This time the other nurse came in and stood
near us. "Yes Dr. La Chote, she
chortled." The nurse had a perfect
body and pretty face and that just added more pain to my tender dick and balls.
"Bring us a
large towel please for a copious ejaculation." The nurse immediately went back into the
other room and came back shortly with the towel. "Jim, if you'll stand for a moment we
can let you release yourself." I
groped my way up and she quickly spread the large beach towel over her lap.
"Cindy, go
around and hold the end of the towel to catch the semen. He's going to have a powerful ejection. Now Jim Cindy and I want you to jack off for
us. Empty out on this towel
please."
I was so sore and
swollen from the tests that I could barely stand the pain from my own
stimulation but soon I was whacking off rapidly, and looked back and forth from
the Dr. to the nurse as I began to reach my limit, and was not caring that they
were watching closely. I felt my balls
explode, but this time a thick, streamer of semen shot out and made a long wet
line from the hands of the nurse holding
the towel, to the doctor's lap. My knees
wobbled as I spit out another wad of cum, almost as long as the first.
I was grunting
like an animal as I looked at the pleased faces of the two women, and the
doctor held the towel up off her lap to avoid wetting down her skirt. I grunted as saliva ran down the corners of
my mouth and let out a series of deep moans, squirting seminal fluid with each
jerk of my hips. The two were quite satisfied, I could tell, I could hide
nothing from them as I spasmed in ecstasy.
Soon the spurts
came at a slower rate, and I stood over Dr. La Chote's lap forcing out the last
drops of liquid from my testicles. The
doctor took the towel and held it to my pisshole and soaked up the last oozing
drops of white cream. She wiped my balls
and dick and I took the towel and sat down, holding it against my sore
genitals.
By now my clothes
were available to me again and Eleanor brought them in. I dressed as Dr. La Chote scribbled on her
clipboard and she finished and spoke to me
"Jim you
have done very well on this first visit, and I was able to successfully place you in a very deep trance." I looked at her with a puzzled
expression....."Mam, I don't remember being hypnotized."
She stood and
straightened her skirt. "Oh but you
were Jim, you were. We will continue
with your therapy next time, and explore more fully the results of your
tests. Our appointment will be at the
same time tomorrow. She looked at me
seriously, "Don't jackoff tonight
Jim....save it all for tomorrow. I
think perhaps we should explore more fully your relationship with your mother
in coming sessions. Maybe we can begin
to restore your full capabilities in having sex."
I started to
leave the room, but just as I reached the door she spoke again...
"Whom do you
obey Jim?" , she asked loudly.
The question caught me off guard and I stopped and turned around. Involuntarily words came from me that seemed
to be coming from someone else.
"I......I obey.....you mam."
I could not believe how easily I said that, after only one
appointment. There was something going
on here that I couldn't put my finger on and I had a feeling there would be
much more to come.
Back in my room I
fell asleep quickly after supper, and did not awake until morning.
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