Dr Jekyll had one more appointment that day. Patient A was due to arrive in the next 30 minutes. He had something special planned for her. Again he had been working hard on the combination of drugs and therapy to leave her very suggestive to his controls. He walked through to the store room and wheeled the next piece of equipment he would need out. Placing it in the corner of the room her covered in a sheet and sat down with a drink and her file.
She was suffering from extreme cases of claustrophobia and a fear of being trapped. Nick had been curious about this for a while - if the application of extreme pleasure whilst trapped would have any effect on whether she still feared being trapped. She was his last appointment and after the fun he had enjoyed that morning he needed a bit of break.
The door buzzed and he walked over to let her into the room. Enjoying the view as she walked in he looked her over again and enjoyed the fantasies and thoughts that played out in his head. She was a petite five foot one (which he always preferred), with stunning blue eyes and firey red hair. Her 34c breasts were tightly constrained in a tight black vest. She had a stunning ass that was currently within super tight black jeans. Tonight her top even revealed a slight hint of dark blue lacey bra. He was looking forward to unwrapping her.
She sat down and they made polite chat for a few minutes as he prepared for the session. He began the session and within a few minutes she was deep under his control again. He stood and walked over tracing his fingers over her cheek. He grabbed hold of her top and pulled it up and over her head with no resistance. Standing back he admired the view of those amazing breasts. He leaned down and grabbed a handful teasing them - no response - she was well and truly under.
"Stand for me 'A'... Strip off your clothes..."
Nick lent back against his desk and watched as she stood and slowly reached behind to unclip her bra. He sighed in pleasure as she revealed those amazing breasts to his greedy eyes. He stood and walked over to play with them as she reached down and slipped off her boots. Next went her jeans and she stood there in just her thing. She was obviously shaven which he was glad about as he preferred it.
"Freeze!" He commanded her as he walked over and hooked his fingers into the elastic of the thong and slowly drew it down her legs - revelling in the sight of her bare helpless cunt as it was exposed to him for the first time.
He leaned in and ran his tongue along her slit, tasting her for the first time as she stood unknowing in front of him. This was nice but not as much fun as it was going to be soon. He walked over to the piece of equipment he had collected earlier and wheeled it to the centre of the room and uncovered it.
A large cage on a stand was revealed. It was large enough for a smallish person with brackets to fasten her into so that she was helpless but with all her holes at the perfect level for his enjoyment.
"A... When I click my fingers you will be mentally awake but physically unable to move without my specific instructions."
Nick clicked his fingers and watched as her eyes suddenly opened wide as thought returned to her and she realised she couldn't move.
"What? Help! Nick - I can't move..." It was like one of her worst nightmares had happened. This was the part he loved when they realised their total helplessness before him. He watched a single tear roll down her cheek as she saw the cage.
"Climb into the cage A. Position yourself appropriately so I can fasten the cuffs around you."
"No, please... not the cage, I don't want to be trapped... I can't cope with being trapped."
Even as she said it she started walking towards the cage. Unable to resist his instructions even though her mid screamed out against it. Nick steadied the cage as she crawled inside. Soon she was facing him through the bars. Quickly he cuffed her wrists to the front of the cage, walking round behind her he closed the cage and fastened her ankles to the bars. She was confined and helpless now, naked and trapped.