Docs Obedience Clinic

DOC'S OBEDIENCE CLINIC

Warning: This is a story about mind control. Be advised.

Jake Baker studied medicine with an emphasis on medical research. After six years of study, and two years of apprenticeship at a research laboratory, he branched out on his own. He was able to garner grants studying geriatrics. The reason he left his job so quickly was that he was pretty sure he had found something, and he didn't want to share it with the company.

He waited over a year after leaving before he announced he had found a connection between cells in the brain dealing with memory and cells that worked on auditory control. Combined, they showed promise for Alzheimer's. One of the large drug companies wanted it after they had confirmed his research. He played hard to get until the money was impossible to resist. The one thing he insisted on was a royalty of.05 per prescription for the duration of the patent before he would sell it.

He decided to build another lab. He chose Texas. He didn't want any governmental "entanglements", and he figured he had a better chance there than in California.

He stayed with the brain but left Alzheimer's alone. This time he concentrated on how the neural paths of memory intersected with the patterns that constituted rational thought. He spent several years working on this project. He got so deep into it that he needed help. Beth Cunningham had gone to school with Jake, and they knew each other. They had even worked lab experiments together. After they had graduated, she went to work for one of the large drug companies. When he needed help, he called her. She needed a change and came to work for him. He could afford her. He could afford anything he wanted, and right then, he wanted her. She was brilliant with a mind of her own. She wouldn't back away from what he was working on.

Beth came to work for him, and together the two of them combined to advance the work much faster. She was good and had thoughts of her own.

Jake wasn't sure what she was working on any given day.

Beth had liked Jake and thought he had a bright future. When she got the chance to both work with him and work on a few things she had in mind, she jumped on it. The money wasn't bad, either.

They worked day and night for the next couple of years. Jake was beginning to think there was a basic connection between the thought process and memory. Most scientists believed that rational thought just dipped into the memory whenever it needed something to fill in the gaps. He was beginning to think that rational thought was more of a control center for most areas of the brain.

He slanted his approach to find a way that the thought process could control the healing properties of the brain. He wanted to tell the brain where to send its army of antibodies in order to fight off a set of bad cells. He was hoping the brain would learn how to encircle the bad cells and allow the body to eject them out of the body.

Beth was working on theories that would make it possible for the brain to decide what to do, and then the ability to do what it thinks is needed. Jake didn't have any details about her work. He was busy with his angle, and he left her to hers.

On Monday morning, Jake came in early to start a new experiment. He got his experiment started, and decided to get a cup of coffee and see how Beth was doing today. He got his coffee and went into Beth's lab. She wasn't there, so he looked into her office.

Beth was lying on her couch. She looked asleep. "Hey, sleepy head. Wake up. What a busy weekend? Up and at 'em."

He tapped her on the shoulder, but she didn't move. It was then he noticed a large stack of papers on her coffee table. There was a letter addressed to him on the top of the stack.

This is weird. What has she done to herself this time. She had experimented on herself once before. It turned out okay, but he had warned against using people as guinea pigs until it was safe. They especially had to be careful doing anything to themselves that they might not be able to undo. He opened the letter and sat at her feet on the couch to read.

"Jake,

If you are reading this, then my experiment went horribly wrong. The papers on the table are what I've been working on for the last two years. I have been using your research to go one step further. I am trying to reprogram the brain to remove specific traits or behaviors in a person's life. Things like addiction, or psychotic behavior. I was also trying to have the brain remove the memories of such behavior so the person would have no memory of doing such things.

I am concerned about the person being out of control, so I added a safeguard to the program. I am using microscopic nano-bots as an agent to reprogram the brain. The safeguard is an agent that can be administered to the individual to stop the reprograming.

I have put a second letter at the bottom of my research. I ask that you study my research before reading that letter. If I am in a stable state, it will not hurt me to be that way for a couple of days.

Understand what I've done, and how you can reverse it before you read my second letter, and I'm sorry, Jake. I should have included you in my test so you could help me immediately.

Love

Beth"

Jake shook his head and softly rubbed her cheek. Same old Beth, always chasing the prize without regard to the consequences. Great, it would take him days to just read her research.

"Sorry, sweetie, I'm not leaving you in this state that long. I'm going to just cut to the chase and figure everything else out later."

He picked up the stack of papers and found the letter. He opened it.

"Jake,

The control I chose was your DNA. I managed to steal a little of your saliva and incorporated you as my control. You will find a syringe in the top drawer of my desk. Inject me with that, and I should be responsive to you. At least, I hope I am.

Good Luck, Love

Beth"

He looked down on her after he stood up. "You are a brilliant scientist, but you are also one crazy bitch."

He found the syringe and stood over her. He didn't really have a choice whether or not to use it. He had no idea how to wake her up, and this would be his only chance. He had visions of calling the police to have her taken to the hospital. He knew that would be the end of her, and the end of their studies. He carefully injected the syringe into her arm.

He sat down at her feet and waited. After a couple of minutes, he was beginning to despair. In frustration he cursed her. "Beth, you are a crazy bitch. What do I do with you now?"

The minute she heard his voice, she opened her eyes and smiled. "Jake, I knew you'd rescue me."

He was furious. "What the hell were you thinking, Beth? This is insane. You are very lucky you are awake." He helped her up. "Go to the bathroom and clean yourself up. Then we will talk."

She smiled. "Yes, Jake. Of course, Jake." She turned a headed for the bathroom, almost skipping along the way.

Jake watched her leave. Now he was very concerned. He didn't know what was wrong with her, but she wasn't acting herself. He hoped it would just wear off soon.

He sat down on her couch and waited for her.

When she came back, she sat down beside him and tried to explain her program in more detail.

The basics were

She had one test in her program for herself. She needed to know if it worked. Therefore, she had programmed herself to hate alcohol. She does drink a little more than she should. She had told herself that she hates alcohol, and the taste would disgust her. She had left a bottle of wine on the table. Jake had wondered if that was what gave her the courage to do this to her. It wasn't. It would be her test. She reached out, drank from the bottle, and immediately got very sick. It had worked.

Unlike the movies, nano-bots can't turn a person into a robot. They are limited and the mind is very strong. They can only "suggest" changes. The "suggestions" are very powerful, but the mind can eventually overcome them. They are foreign bodies to her body's defense system, and it appeared they had been flushed. The nano-bots would need to be re-enforced regularly before they were flushed out of the blood by the kidneys.

Beth had put a control in the test because, as a scientist, she wanted backup in case something went wrong.

She had used Jake's DNA so that he would be imprinted on her brain as the voice in her head to guide her to the path she would need if the nano-bots ever got too strong.

She has no idea how long the original injection would have a hold onto her. They would have to time the effect to know for sure.

For the rest of the day, they reviewed her work together and Jake was beginning to see the potential for being able to help people. This could help people with addictions, or destructive thoughts and behaviors. Obvious thoughts were running through his brain while they were going over her notes. Do they have the right to impose their solution on other people's brains? This was a slippery slope, and he was wrestling with it.

Beth had left out one important detail concerning her work. She had a worry that the brain would accept the nano-bots as another addiction. They would fix whatever they had been sent in to fix, but Beth was concerned that they might become a different addiction. The only problem with that was, they didn't remain. They were like alcohol, they wear off as they are flushed out of the blood.

As they worked through the day going over her notes, Beth was becoming more and more agitated. By the middle of the afternoon, Beth was sure the possibility had become a reality. She couldn't focus.

Jake noticed. She was sweating and shaking. "Beth, what is wrong with you? You look terrible."

"I-I know. As the ef-fects are wearing o-f-f, I am having trouble coping with the effects. I need another s-hot."

Jake was now worried. "What, more of my DNA? DO you have another shot ready?"

She shook her head. She knew it would take too long to prepare it. She finally knelt in front of Jake and began unbuckling his pants.

Jake tried to stop her, but she was slapping his hand away.

"What do you think you are doing? Now is not the time."

"N-o-w is the on-ly ti-me." When she had his pants open, she pulled his dick out and plunged it into her mouth. Jake watched in amazement as she sucked on him like her life depended on it. After a minute or so, he forgot about why she was doing it, and just the enjoyment of her doing it. She worked on him until he fired into her mouth. She pushed him in as far as she could and held him while he deposited his semen into her.

He backed away to see her still sitting on her knees with her mouth open and semen dripping off her lips. She wasn't moving, just frozen.

He waved his hand in front of her eyes, but she didn't blink. He was beginning to worry when she blinked and smiled at him. "Thank you, Jake. I NEEDED that. I think we may have hit on a flaw in my program. It seems I will need to have you re-enforce your imprint on my brain regularly, until we can find a way around it. I'm sorry."

Jake sat on the couch with his dick still hanging out. What the hell does THAT mean? Does she think she is going to suck his dick every so often to maintain control of her emotions? His brain was swirling. The man in him was thinking he had hit the mother lode. The scientist in him was trying to figure out the alternatives.

Beth was up and writing something on a sheet of paper. "Okay, it's been ten hours since you woke me up. That is probably the time my test dose works. Maybe a stronger dose would last longer? Since I've been infected with it, we will have to use me as a guinea pig to find what works."

Beth had to know if the large dose of Jake's DNA she swallowed would keep her from passing out like she had Saturday night. There was only one way to find out. She injected herself with a larger dose before Jake could stop her.

This time, she closed her eyes and stood still for a couple of minutes. She then opened her eyes and nodded. "Jake" was holding in her brain.

Jake decided she would not be left alone for now and took her home with him. He put her to bed in his bed and sat in a chair, watching and recording anything he saw. He didn't remember falling asleep, but he knew when he was awake, because Beth was in front of him, sucking on his dick again. He let her finish. When she finished, she licked her lips and smiled at him. "You're a lifesaver, sitting there. I woke up this morning and needed a refill. I hope I didn't wake you up?"

He told her to get dressed and she happily pulled her dress over her underwear. She had slept in her underwear, and didn't seem to mind. They ate breakfast. Jake tried asking her what she wanted, but she just sat there, staring at him. He eventually made bacon and eggs. She ate what he put down in front of her.

They then went back to the lab. They decided to test her blood to see the nano-bot level there. The test came back negative. All the nano-bots had been flushed out of her system. Jake gave her the bottle of wine and asked her to take a sip. She did and gagged. She spit it out. So, the nano-bots may be gone, but the rewiring of her brain held. He asked her about drinking alcohol, and she couldn't remember drinking alcohol. The memory and the desire were both gone.

Jake was wondering why she still needed his DNA regularly.

Over the next few days, it was determined that the change in her personality was permanent, but the need for his fluids was constant. It averaged out to be every twelve hours, more or less. If it was withheld, she would go into withdrawal.

As the days went by, Beth cared less about the work, and how she could suck on his dick more. He found she would do anything he told her to do, as long as he gave her what she needed. He finally told her to remove her clothes. He told her she didn't need them in the lab. "Yes, master. I will obey." That threw Jake for a loop. She stood there, in front of him, naked and smiling. It didn't seem strange for her to be naked. Jake had told her to take her clothes off, and she did. She did what her master had told her to do.

Jake didn't like the "Master" thing. He told her to call him Jake. "Yes, Jake."

Jake discovered the only way he could get her to concentrate of her work was to stop and let her suck him off every couple of hours. She would lose the ability to concentrate very quickly. One time, when he was very busy, he told her to lie down on the couch and be quiet. She immediately went and lay down. He then timed her to see when she would get up to need him again. She was able to stay on the couch the rest of the day without bothering him. She seemed to be asleep, and he let her sleep.

When he was finished for the day, he told her to get up and get dressed. She stood up, got dressed and waited for him to tell her something else to do.

Jake was coming to the conclusion that she could never be left alone until they figured out how to take her addiction away. For now, she would have to stay with him.

They went by her apartment and got her some more clothes. He told her to take a shower and get ready for bed. She did as she was told and came out of the bathroom in what was obviously sleeping attire. Jake told her to go to bed and she crawled under the covers on her bed. Now, what was Jake to do?

He saw that she had gone to sleep, so he lay down beside her and finally fell asleep.

Of course, when he woke up, she was between his legs, working him over. When she had refilled her tank, so to speak, she smiled at Jake.

"Good morning, Jake. I hope you slept well. Maybe one night, you could use me as men do. It would make me very happy to give you my body."

Jake had already come to the conclusion he would be able to fuck her, and she wouldn't object. Now she was asking for it. He felt even more alone without his friend, Beth, to talk to about it.

They went back to the lab. She now had no interest in the work. She began sitting on the floor by Jake until he told her to sit on the couch.

Jake gave up working on anything but reading her notes and trying to find a cure for her addiction.

This went on for a week. By the end of the week, Jake was sure he wouldn't find any cure for it. He now had to figure out what to do with her.

He decided this was permanent and he made permanent arrangements. He found a large home in a secluded area. It had a large basement. He took her to her apartment, told her to stay in bed unless she needed to go to the bathroom. He then closed on the house, moved the labs to the basement and sold his house. He ended her lease, and they had a new home.

Jake bought a large dog bed. He couldn't be tripping over her all day. He told her to stay in the bed until he called. She would spend the day sleeping in the bed until called. If he needed something she knew, he would tell her to suck on his dick. She would gladly do so. As soon as she was finished, her mind cleared, and he had two hours of her working on whatever problem he gave her.

He celebrated moving into the new home by fucking Beth. She was so excited; she peed on the floor. He had to tell her not to do that again. She got on the bed and spread her legs for him. He enjoyed her beautiful body doing whatever he told her to do.

Their pattern was set. He fucked her every night, and she sucked him off every morning. That meant she could get through the day. She worked until her mind grew foggy. If he needed something from her, he let her suck on his dick, and she would be able to work for a couple of hours. Whenever her mind clouded over, he told her to go to her bed and she would lay down and wait for him to call.

This was his life now. He stopped looking for a cure for her and went back to what he had been working on.

Jake's best friend was Dave. He had a great job as a corporate lawyer. Jake didn't like Dave's wife. He thought she was a bitch, always nagging Dave. She had a good life but never appreciated anything. It was always more, more, more. Jake always figured Dave would eventually divorce her.

She had a large trust fund, and Dave was trapped. One day, Dave came by the new house with some papers for Jake to sign. The front door was unlocked, and Dave came right in. He knew they were in the basement, so he headed down the stairs.

It was at that moment that Beth needed a refill. When Dave got to the lab door, he found Beth on her knees in front of Jake, sucking on him for all she was worth. Jake was just reading something.

Dave thought that was strange. He gasped, and Jake looked up. Dave was embarrassed and backed out of the room. "Dave, please come back. It's not what you think, I promise you."

Dave stuck his head into the room. Beth was finished and sitting on her legs, not moving. Jake went to Dave and told him to come in.

Dave looked at Beth. He nearly fainted when Beth spoke. "Hi, Dave. How are you today? Isn't it a great day?"

Dave looked at Jake. Jake told Beth to go to her bed. She stood up and went to her bed. She curled up and went to sleep.

"I know I must explain." They sat on the couch. He explained what they had been working on and what they hoped to accomplish. He then told Dave about what Beth had done, and the effect it had on her.

"So, the nano-bots she put in herself did the job she wanted. It cured her of wanting or being able to drink alcohol. She made the mistake of using my DNA as her control. Now, the nano-bots are gone, but she became addicted to my semen. She must have it every twelve hours, or she goes into withdrawal. I haven't found anything that has helped."

"You mean she is addicted to having sex with you?"

"Not exactly. She is addicted to my semen. It is just quicker to let her suck me off than making a serum that would work." He smiled. "It's also a hell of a way to be around her all day. She will do whatever I tell her, whenever I tell her. She will let me fuck her in the ass, or anything else I can think of."