This story includes mild bondage and forced orgasms. If you find these themes objectionable, please move on to another story.
The story is set in Florida 20 years in the future. All characters, politicians, and the law requiring "Reorientation Treatment" for homosexuality are figments of my imagination. The law is merely a plot device; I think such laws are abhorrent and believe the government has no business regulating consensual adult sexual activities.
The judge's sentence
The bailiff called, "All rise! The honorable Judge Brown is presiding."
The courtroom quieted, and Judge Brown spoke. "First, I thank the defendant for her courage and cooperation. Secondly, I want to apologize. Although I knew of the effectiveness of the testing process, I did not realize quite how uncomfortable it would be for you. I also did not know that the technician would be so... playful, shall we say. I contacted the institute yesterday to express my outrage, and the technician was fired."
"The test did convince me that you were telling the truth and did not participate willingly in the perversion we witnessed at the party. However, the statute is flawed in giving no room for judicial discretion. It calls for at least 6 months of Reorientation Treatment for any homosexual offense. Consequently, I must order such a penalty for you."
"Before you despair, I am offered discretion is in defining the treatment. After reviewing your results with the institute's doctors, we agree you do not need residential treatment. My sentence is that you must wear a Reorientation device and receive Outpatient Reorientation Treatment for 6 months. The sentence will begin 60 days from today."
He spoke to Patty directly, "I understand you plan to attend the state university this fall. Outpatient treatment requires weekly visits to a Reorientation clinic. There is one on campus, and I've been assured that you can schedule your weekly sessions around your class schedule and any other collegiate obligations. I wish you well in your future endeavors and hope you understand this is as lenient as I can be."
Her father and her lawyer broke into big smiles. "Great news, that's about the best possible sentence you could hope for," the lawyer said, hugging Patty.
"I understand the outpatient stuff, but what is the Reorientation Device?" Patty worried aloud.
"Don't worry about that now," her father exclaimed. "Let's celebrate!"
Once home, Patty stayed in her room except to run, swim, and eat her meals. Physical activity was the only thing that could take her mind off the deep humiliation she felt. She quickly abandoned her social media after seeing the first few humiliating posts.
It didn't help that when Patty pleaded to go to an out-of-state school where she wouldn't be recognized, the Governor roared, "No daughter of mine is going to go to an out-of-state school!" Then, more calmly, he tried to soothe Patty's nerves, "Look, it will blow over before you know it. There's always another scandal. By the time school starts, it will all be forgotten."
Her parents sent Patty to a psychologist, hoping to break her depression in time to start classes in the fall. He helped put events in perspective, suggested some readings, and dealt deeply with her feelings. He helped her identify conflicting feelings of arousal, humiliation, and guilt. He gave her hope she would be able to manage them.
In their 5th session, he led Patty in a deep relaxation exercise. While relaxed, the therapist had her watch the trial videos simply as an observer. When she watched the final video, her nipples stiffened, and her pussy moistened as she watched the machine edge her repeatedly. By the explosive climax at the end of the test, her shorts had a large wet spot, and she moaned in memory of the experience.
The psychologist stopped it, and they discussed her and his obvious arousal and how it was a completely natural reaction. He showed that he wasn't embarrassed by his obvious erection, nor did anyone in the courtroom appear to be troubled. He explained, "Arousal is a natural physical response, not shameful. You can be comfortable with it.
He prompted, "What were your thoughts while watching it as an outside observer?"
"I have to say it was hot!"
"Yes, it was. You're a beautiful and sexy woman! People were fascinated, not repelled. Remember that feeling when you feel guilty or ashamed," he concluded.
After a few more sessions, she began to come out of her funk. Returning to social media, she saw that her father was correct. Her ordeal had been mostly forgotten. She called some friends, and life returned to near normal.
The deep humiliation had a positive side effect, too. Her friends appreciated the changes. Patty was less bitchy and nicer to people in general. Most importantly, both she and her parents decided she would start college as planned.
Though she had relaxed, she didn't forget her public humiliation. To reduce the likelihood of being recognized from the trial's media coverage, Patty cut her hair and changed her makeup. She no longer looked like a glamour model; she looked like the healthy athlete she was. When meeting someone new, she introduced herself as Tricia.
The Device. Measurement and Fitting
Patty's first appointment for reorientation treatment was ten days before she was due to start school. Although she had no idea what to expect, she feared the worst: that the device would be obvious and painful, that the treatment would be torture, and that the technicians would enjoy humiliating her.
She was politely directed to a typical medical examination room, told to disrobe, and put on the gown provided. The tall, honey-skinned blond admired herself in the mirror, proud of her high, round C-cup breasts, prominent nipples, and flat stomach.
Donning the gown, her tension lessened at the familiar surroundings. When an older, handsome man entered and introduced himself as Dr. Stratford, his calm, soothing voice reassured her.
"First, let me apologize for the rudeness of the technician who administered your sexual preference exam. He exceeded proper procedures and has been fired. I assure you our goal is treatment, not public humiliation.
"Some procedures may be distasteful, but today's visit is simple and painless. You'll have a gynecological exam and a full-body scan to take measurements. We use the measurements to customize a device for your body and then test its fit. The day concludes with an orientation session.
"But first, there's a little preparation. Please take these two disposable enemas into the restroom and cleanse yourself. Rinse using the bidet. Towels and washrags are available to dry yourself. This also would be a good time to pee."
Seeing her disapproving face, the doctor interjected before she could complain, "Please comply with my instructions. Orderlies are available to force compliance, but your visit will be quicker and much more pleasant if you comply willingly."
Defeated, Patty did as she was told and returned to the exam room.
"One of the requirements of the program is that your genitals and rear be hair-free. You'll receive an automated laser treatment today and as needed during your weekly sessions. You may feel a slight tingling, but it shouldn't be painful. Please disrobe; you won't need your gown for the next few procedures."
Patty was surprised she didn't feel embarrassed at her nudity in front of the doctor, she attributed it to his professional demeanor.
He directed Patty to sit on a saddle-like seat atop a low pedestal. Once she settled into place, she felt the middle of the saddle fall away, leaving her crotch and ass completely exposed. She jumped when she felt dual probes begin separating her labia, then jumped again when she felt a spray of cooling gel."
The doctor reassured, "The manipulation you feel is to ensure you're completely hair-free; the gel will keep you cool as the lasers do their work. As you'll learn, we're very thorough. Don't be startled when the probes move to your rear. Now make yourself comfortable; this will take a while."
After completing the process, the doctor handed Patty a jar of soothing cream and said, "There's occasionally a bit of discomfort after the first one or two laser treatments. Apply this cream now and for the next few days, and you should be fine."
When Patty headed toward the bathroom to comply, the doctor stopped her. "Please do that here so I can assure you get full coverage, and I can examine your skin to ensure there's no allergic reaction."
Patty blushed at touching herself in front of the doctor. The blush deepened when she discovered that the treatment had left her very sensitive and that she was turning herself on. She felt her nipples stiffen and her channel moisten. "Not now!" she thought.
"Don't forget your ass and between the cheeks," the doctor ordered.
The gynecological exam was mildly embarrassing when the doctor lubed and inserted the Callascope, but otherwise familiar to Patty.
He led Patty to a high-tech scanning booth. "Step inside, place your feet on the outlines, and follow the prompts on the screen."
Patty complied. The scanner played light beams up and down her naked body, occasionally directing her to raise her arms or close her eyes. When the scan finished, she was directed to exit the scanner.
When she reached for her robe, the doctor stopped her and said, "Not quite yet. We have one more set of measurements to take. These last two are somewhat intrusive but should not hurt."
He directed Patty to return to the saddle where she got the laser treatment. This time, he secured Patty's feet to the footrests and explained, "You need to be immobile so this can get accurate vaginal and anal measurements. You may feel a slight pressure as the probes are inserted."
Patty jerked, exclaiming, "What? Why anal?" Remembering her humiliating court test, she cried, "Is this going to make me cum in front of you? I don't want that!"
Using his most calming tone, the doctor reassured her, "No, that's part of the treatment regimen; this is simply taking measurements. You won't cum unless you're already aroused and highly orgasmic. I assume you're an anal virgin from your other question. The reorientation program encourages all types of heterosexual sex, that includes anal and oral as well as vaginal."
"Please relax and settle. This will be over in a few minutes."
