The help wanted ad read: Paid Volunteer Wanted.
Paid volunteer wanted for a sex research study but the ad was very specific. We need only one man who is Caucasian, between 5'7 to 5'9, and approximately 140 to 160 pounds. No one of any other description will be considered. At the end of your one hour session, you will receive a one-of-a-kind ring worth $10,000. Please call 1-800-sex-study and leave a message stating why you love women.
That was all there was to the ad. Apparently, no one thought it strange or fraudulent that someone would give a $10,000 one-of-a-kind ring for one hour of someone's time because the response was overwhelming. Thousands of men left messages. It did not take long for the doctor to narrow down, from such a large field of applicants a potential candidate for his research study, to just one special person, to just one single man. From more than 5,000 men who called the number answering the ad, the doctor immediately narrowed it down to one man, the man who left this message to the doctor's question, why you love women.
"I love women because I can control them, dominate them, and punish them when they do not do what I want. Basically, they are all whores and sluts."
It was an oddly disturbing message to leave. Moreover, the applicant was bold in his response, since he did not know what type of research this was and any answer from the norm, and certainly, this answer was not a normal response, could disqualify him from the study and from earning an easy ten thousand dollar one-of-a-kind ring. Only, bold was the wrong word to describe him. Expectedly enough, he was mentally ill, a psychopath, an abuser of women, and, in the way that he felt about women, was a rapist, no doubt.
Yet, miraculously, as far as the doctor was concerned for the focus of this research study, the man had given the correct answer and, more importantly, the answer that the doctor had sought to hear. The doctor knew that this one applicant would give such a response. After all, the man could not help himself from responding in that way. The doctor knew his type; he had his friend, who was a prominent psychiatrist, profile him. He was expecting his call and had been looking for this man for more than two years. Finally, he found him.
Calling the man to arrange for his transportation, the doctor dispatched a limousine to pick up the man at the address he had given. It was 9pm when the car arrived to drive the man to the research lab. The chauffeur pulled up at the address and pulled away with his special passenger on board and securely tucked in back. The windows of the limousine, including the backseat partition were specially designed and fabricated in black, mirrored steel meshed glass that were locked from going up or down, as were the rear door locks locked from the front. No one could see in or out and once inside the limo, the man could not leave until the chauffeur opened the door from the outside. Indeed, the volunteer was a prisoner of the car and of the chauffeur, who was the doctor in disguise.
Upon arrival at the laboratory, before exiting the car, via the limousine's intercom, the passenger was instructed to don a black velvet hood that completely covered his vision. When the doctor was certain that the hood was on and that his volunteer could not see, he opened the rear passenger door and escorted him inside the secret destination, the interior of the lab. They made their way through the front door, down a long, brightly lit hall, and down a flight of stairs. The doctor deposited the man in a locked room. The only thing in the room was a wall of one-way glass, a speaker, a small table with a glass of water, and a medical table with straps.
"I am Doctor Justice. You may remove the hood, now, and please remove all of your clothes," said the good doctor over the speaker. "There is a glass of liquid on the table. Please drink all of it. This will help me evaluate your condition. I assure you that it is nothing more than water filled with nutrients, but for the purposes of this test, it is important that you finish all of it.
The man removed the hood looking around the Spartan room, drank the water, and removed all of his clothes obeying the doctor without question and/or hesitation.
"Now, lie on the table and I will be in to assist you momentarily."
When the man was nude and laying on his back on the table, the doctor entered the room.
"Hello, I am Doctor Justice."
"Hi, I am Stephen."
The men shook hands.
"There is no need to be embarrassed or nervous. I am a doctor, a medical professional and I must restrain you for the purposes of the study. It is imperative that you do not move." The doctor calmly said this to the man, as he tightened the leather straps across his forehead and around his neck, chest, torso, ankles, and wrists. The man was tightly confined and unable to move.
"Are the straps too tight?"
"No, doctor," answered the man.
"You will be shown a video of nude and semi-nude women with flashes of other erotic video in-between the photos of nude and semi-nude women. This is a timed study. The research is to see how quickly you can get an erection and how long you can maintain it. Do you understand?"
"Yes."
"Do you have any questions?"
"No."
"Call out to me, once you have an erection, an erection that you can maintain. Thereupon, a device will lower from the ceiling to measure the diameter of your erect penis. Do not be alarmed by the instrument, as the housing of the device will engulf your penis so that the sphincters within, positioned deep inside the housing, can take an exact measurement. You will feel a little pinch, as the instrument measures your penis. Do you understand?"
