Foreword
The fourth story of Linda Mason and her Clinic where the motto is: 'The most efficient form of rehabilitation is to heal the criminal mind'.
The next three stories; 'The Clinic and Disciplining Aaron' (see this first tale below), 'The Clinic and Embracing Servitude' and 'The Clinic and Finding Jane', all take place one after the other on the same day.
The effects of this busy day leave Linda tired, agitated and very, very aroused (a feeling she usually does not give in to).
This also leaves her vulnerable to attack...
But that is a series of tales best left for 'The Clinic' stories seven, eight and nine.
To repeat myself; in this story, a session with Aaron is described. It's a shorter story than I usually write but it is concise and that is what counts.
This is a Non- consent / Reluctance style story detailing a Female tormenting a male. It is a non-consent story since the man does not actually recognize what is happening to him (his consent is not informed, therefore it does not apply).
Chapter One -- Aaron Returns
Linda tended to think of what she did as bringing discipline to the lives of her wayward 'clients'. She was assisting them in her own way. Each exercise had a beginning and an end. Each had a purpose.
Even if the 'clients' didn't know what that purpose was, that was okay.
Linda knew...
It had been several weeks since Linda Mason's 'Clinic' had opened its doors. It had been a very busy time and Linda found her schedule to be an increasingly busy one.
She made it a point to make sure that new clients were 'treated' once a week. Once they had participated in no less than four sessions (or one per week); she'd allow them to be 'treated' once every two weeks.
Linda made ready to receive her first 'Client' of the day. Parolee Aaron Johnson had actually been the 'Clinic's' first. He had done everything required of him during his initial visit and he had attended two more times subsequent to that. If all went well today, Linda would allow him to be 'treated' once every two weeks.
Linda wondered whether he'd be happy with that or not...
His first time had gone predictably. After warming up in the warm exercise room, he had drunk a large glass of drugged water. When he had awoken, a few minutes later, he was bound nude and standing spread-eagled in the 'conditioning room'.
This room was bare but for a desk and chair facing a wall lined with mirrors. There were four powerful winches set into the ceiling and floor across the room from each other. A 'client' would end up spread-eagled in the conditioning room. The mirrors were actually one way glass. An observer could secretly watch as the bound one was 'healed according to the Mason Method'.
His second and third sessions had gone as predicted and Linda was quite confident that he would be very obedient today, as well. Still, she was cautious, having learned the hard way that it was better to be prepared for the worst.
When Aaron showed up this time, he was still as nervous as a young man on a first date to see 'the parents' of his girl. Linda repressed a sigh. She knew that this was not an unusual reaction. None the less, she would have to be careful that he did not become fixated on her.
She had Aaron strip down in the office. When he was done, he was very erect. Linda looked directly at his hardened penis before meeting his eyes.
"You may be proud of this." She began coolly, as she indicated his erection, "But I am in control here. Do not ever forget that!"
Almost as an afterthought, Linda handed him a large glass of water. It was drugged but he did not know that and she had no intention of mentioning it. After all, she had not mentioned it on his previous three visits...
"Drink this!" She ordered him imperiously.
She watched as he chugged it back. She knew from previous experience that it would be at work by the time he was nude and bound in the 'conditioning room'.
Aaron nervously followed her back to the 'conditioning room'. There, she tied him standing and spread-eagled. This time she used the fifth winch set directly above his head. It was attached to a hood with built in ball gag and detachable eye patches. She left the eye patches off as she wanted him to watch what she was going to be doing.
When she was done, he was completely immobile, thanks to a computer program and Ethernet connection that controlled all five winches.
One thing that Linda rarely shared was that every room had hidden cameras. The cameras were all controlled by the computer in the main office or the laptop that Linda kept on a desk in the conditioning room.
Chapter Two -- The Use of Bamboo
She proceeded to masturbate Aaron to the edge of a powerful orgasm. She knew what she was doing and it took only the work of a moment or two to get Aaron very hard. It was another moment or two before she could feel him shaking with the necessary effort to withhold his impending orgasm.
Linda smiled with cruel delight as she gripped his now iron hard erection at its base with one hand. She lightly stroked up his hard shaft with her other hand, not bothering to lubricate him.
She paused slightly as her hand reached the base of the head of his penis, and then she shot her hand up and over the head.
He was so aroused that he was leaking precum and she could see the veins of his dick as he panted with desire. He shook slightly as she ran her hand up and down his manhood.
She had to stifle a laugh of triumph.
"A hard man is so good to find...And train!" She thought to herself.
She stroked his erection up and down yet again as she watched him tremble with great effort to withhold his orgasm.
He gasped at the powerful sexual feelings that flooded his nude and bound body. Aaron had to work very hard to remain both silent and still as his tormentress worked her magic upon his too willing body.
It was a losing battle...
She stroked his erection yet again and this time she was rewarded by a gasp as he struggled not to come.
"I said 'NO NOISE!" She suddenly snarled.
Aaron, who had never met anyone like Linda in his life, could feel what little self-control he had slipping away. Shame at his weakness warred with the pleasurable feelings this strange woman brought forth.
Shame won and he vowed he would not climax until he was given permission.
Linda watched her nude charge struggle not to achieve orgasm without permission, as she firmly and briskly manipulated his throbbing organ. She smiled as she watched him straighten up and tighten his body in response to her expert masturbatory technique.
"You will not resist me. Not today, you don't." Linda thought to herself, "You'll struggle one way or the other!"
Then she took a thin bamboo cane from atop her desk and smiled at his widening eyes as she showed it to him.
He watched in horrified fascination as she brought her hand back before lashing him across his sensitive erection.
Linda had learned early on that getting struck with a thin bamboo cane was a very unusual experience. It always took a second or two before the person being struck actually felt it.
