The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

For the next several days I continued my strange routine here, and was gradually sinking into some kind of psychological morass that I couldn’t really identify. Dr. La Chote’s nurses were becoming more and more demanding and insulting, and the only thing I remembered was my entry into the office, the brief discussion with the doctor, and my departure afterward.

The funky odors I smelled after my visits became more pronounced, and I was obliged to shower and wash my face thoroughly to remove them. Along with strange welts and rashes, I detected more grit in my mouth and other unidentifiable substances, and I had no doubt that something unpleasant was going on during my blank periods, and it was unsettling to me, but I had no choice but to trust in Dr. La Chote’s unconventional methods.

I was in awe of the nurses and Dr. La Chote, and I made every attempt to do exactly as I was ordered. This had actually become natural to me, as though it had always been that way. I stripped off in the doctor’s reception area, and once inside her office crawled on all fours over to her to do whatever she wanted. I couldn’t control myself now, and jumped automatically at every request.

I couldn’t really understand why my sessions were being conducted while I was nude on my knees....but it seemed perfectly acceptable to me....I just knew it was the way things should be. My rational thought processes had changed...and I noticed that I was not the same person who had come here so recently, and I didn’t really.....care.

On my tenth day here I awoke and showered, and enjoyed a good breakfast. I had selected from the extensive menu a week in advance, and my meals were delivered to me promptly each day along with several tablets as part of my medication schedule.

I noticed that I was beginning to experience a unique mellowness, no doubt from the drugs, and over time, my anxiety was slowly beginning to leave, replaced by a feeling of acceptance and contentment.

I had been told by the receptionist that I was now being scheduled for two appointments each day, the primary session with Dr. La Chote and one other, to be at an undisclosed location. I was puzzled by this since Dr. La Chote had not mentioned it, but accepted what I was told to do as a matter of course now. By now I was hanging on every word of the receptionist staff, the female security officers, and every other woman with whom I had contact.

My appointment with Dr. La Chote was at twelve in the afternoon this time, and I headed to the reception area feeling refreshed and alert. After checking in I selected a good magazine from the rack and sat, glancing briefly around the crowded room. I spotted a few of the unfortunate individuals who had masturbated for everyone in the past several days, and made it a point not to stare, or look down on them.

It was eleven forty in the morning now and I was scheduled for appointments at twelve, and four. I had no idea what this would involve but I knew I must follow whatever schedule was given me to comply with the requirements of my contract here. I could tolerate most anything for the sum of money I would receive, and for the supposed improvement and healing of my sexual problems.

It was eleven forty five, and as I became absorbed in a good magazine article I experienced a weird numbness and spinning sensation, I looked up and around the seating area. My head seemed light and fuzzy and I suddenly stood and placed the magazine on the end table nearby. My movements were inexplicable to me, and it was as if my body was in the grip of some outside force.

At first it frightened me but in a moment I calmed and knew what I must do. I walked up to the reception desk and looked quickly at the pretty nurses there, then moved to the side area where the nude patients appeared each day. The nurses only glanced at me, and did not seem surprised at my actions.

I was dumbfounded by now, and could not for the life of me figure out what I was doing up here. I had no control...some other force took over and was now dictating my movements. Some of the waiting patients began to look at me, and I stared at them confused and embarrassed. To my horror I began to remove my shoes and socks, and the dominating influence holding my will was forcing me to it.

A large portion of the females in the seating area were staring intently at me, and I could not look away as I removed my shirt and dropped it on the towel below. The panic I felt originally had gone now and I resigned myself to what I had no control over. The feeling of embarrassment that I felt, however, was palpable, and as I unbuckled my pants and removed them, I shivered with humiliation.

By now I had an intense erection, and it stuck out, forcing my tight shorts away from me.

As I stared with mortified acceptance I pulled my shorts down and off and dropped them beside me. I stood there in horror as one of the receptionists came and handed me a small towel. She looked at me with veiled amusement, and I awkwardly held it beneath my penis as cum dripped onto it.

I stared in utter shock at the women ogling me and began to stroke my dick slowly, pinching the base of it to make it stand out rock hard. I was breathing more heavily by now and began to jack off forcefully as the whole room looked at me. The faces of the males were, for the most part, fairly expressionless, except for a few who were enjoying the outrageous degradation, and I focused on the many women who were enjoying my complete humiliation.

I grunted involuntarily, glancing sideways to the receptionist nurses and a female security guard nearby as I stoked off, and soon my hips began to move uncontrollably in a humping motion from my extreme arousal. I was so horny now that I began to pant and jacked my dick off with a vengeance. I was mortified beyond description at this point and the helplessness I felt was indescribable. I felt a powerful orgasm coming on and suddenly I jerked and spat out a great discharge of thick semen, unable to raise the towel in time to capture it.

The thick cum squirted out in front of me as my pumped my hips in ecstasy, the result of a piledriving orgasm that reduced me to a drooling, yelping animal as the enormous volume of seminal fluid was expelled from inside my swollen balls. I couldn’t stop ejecting, and the women were obviously enjoying the obscene show as the last drops of cum spit out from my rock hard dick. I had managed to stop some of the fluid but there was a mess in front of me and as I wiped my spent cock a security guard came up to me.

“Would you please wipe the floor before you go?, she said, professionally, ‘the janitor will take care of the rest.”

I looked at her shaking with humiliation and nodded blankly. I dropped to my knees and wiped the floor off the best I could, and when I had cleaned the wet spots away I stood again and looked at the other patients. One of the women was blowing me kisses in mockery, and I stood and looked at each one in shame.

One of the receptionists told me to carry my clothes with me to my appointment, and soon I had scooped up everything and scurried to the nurse waiting at the entrance to the second reception area.

I started to enter but the nurse shook her head back and forth with a frown and pointed to another door a few feet away. I quickly went inside and this brought me into the hallway leading to Dr. La Chote’s office, but at the opposite end from where I normally entered.

I was quite agitated and fearful of the doctor’s anger. I braced myself and went inside and closed the door. The doctor’s reception area was empty....apparently the nurses were busy in another room. I stood there shivering and the dread made my stomach become a little queasy. I waited for a least five minutes and my anxiety level was rising quickly.

The door to the nurses private area opened, and Eleanor and Cindy walked in grinning widely as they surrounded me. Cindy took my clothes as Eleanor grabbed my limp pecker and kneaded it painfully. She separated my balls and squeezed them and I jumped in pain.

“Have been a nasty boy?, she whispered, jacking my cock a bit as she fondled my nuts. I was terrified by now that I had done something unthinkable and trembled with dread.

“Up front....I couldn’t help it....I just.....they made me clean it up.”

“They made you clean up the floor Jim....did you make a mess?” They laughed again enjoying the moment at my expense.

“That was a post hyponotic suggestion Jim....you’re going to experience a lot of them during the time you’re here....that was nothing, believe me.”

The two laughed outloud as Cindy prepared a hypodermic syringe. She held a vial up and pierced the rubber cover with the needle and filled about half the volume with a clear liquid.

As Eleanor continued to massage my balls and cock Cindy cleaned my hip with an alcohol swab and pinched the skin. She shoved the needle in deeply, and pushed the plunger, emptying the contents in a few seconds. There was a sharp sting as she rubbed the spot, and I felt a warmth that spread thoughout my body quickly .

“This will help you to become more compliant Jim, you want that don’t you?”

I nodded quickly, studdering as I tried to please them. “Yes mam....yes mam!”

Cindy slapped my ass hard....“That’s right dipshit, nod your head you fucking wimpy piece of crap!”

“Now get your ass in there and don’t drip!”

I immediately felt a strange fog in my mind, but it was an incredibly satistfying sensation, and I shook it off.

I entered Dr. La Chote’s office and she and another woman sat looking at me. I dried my pisshole thoroughly, dropped immediately to my feet, and crawled over to them. I kneeled there with my head down waiting humbly.

Dr. La Chote sipped from a cup near her as she looked at the other woman.

“What did you do in the reception area Jim?, she whispered, as she sat there looking seriously at me. The other woman displayed no emotion, but shifted slightly as they waited for my answer.

I trembled as I looked up at them and the full impact of what I was doing hit me....I had come here to participate in sex therapy research and now I was kneeling before my doctors dreading their wrath, having just masturbated before a roomful of other patients in the reception area. I just couldn’t believe what had been happening to me, and looked at them in desperation, and confusion.

Dr. Emily was angry and it was not my fault. But how could it not be.

“Jim this is Dr. Sabrina Sidney, and she is another of my associates. I’m afraid we must educate you now in a manner you will find quite painful. I told you never to jackoff before an appointment didn’t I?”

“Please I....I couldn’t...help...”

Dr. Emily motioned for me to come over to her. I moved in silently, and stopped right in front of her. She was exquisitely attractive, and her tight gray business suit accentuated her well formed figure. She looked into my eyes holding my chin in her hand.

“Tell me what to say Jim.”

I felt an electric shiver run through my body, and I started to speak, but could not verbalize my thoughts.

Once again I felt the hopeless lack of understanding I had experienced at the beginning of our last session.

“Tell you....”

She stared into my eyes and I could detect a muskyness, a fragrance mixed in with the dreamy scent of her perfume. It was a funky sexual fragrance, and I knew it came from her womanhood.

I opened my mouth and paused....then felt words coming from somewhere...they poured out of me like gallons of thick cream.

I could not stop myself.

“Tell me....I....am....your.....slave.”

She moved within a few inches of my face.

“You must beg me Jim....is this what you really want?”

Everything came unglued, and I shook, and my lips quivered as her eyes released all the erotic substance in my soul....

“Tell me.. I am....your slave....mam....please...oh please”

She moved back and licked her wonderful ruby stained lips....

“You are my dirty filthy, worthless slave James Fander...you crawl before me to worship me, and kiss the ground I walk on.”

I quivered and felt myself falling again...and my head drifted away as I moved into a bottomless hypnotic pit. I looked at her with full attention, and nothing else existed.

“Oh yes mam...oh mam....I dropped down and kissed her feet as the other doctor smiled silently.

“You belong to both of us Jim, I have given you to Dr. Sidney also, and you will obey her as you do me. You are the slave of all the doctors and nurses here, and when they call you slave, you will fall into a deep trance, ready to serve and obey completely.”

I nodded at her....and my speech was thick as I spoke.

“Yes....Yes....I am a slave....to all the doctors and nurses here... oh mam!” Again I kissed her feet as she looked down me.

Dr. Emily rose and walked to the testing room, and stood holding the door open.

“Come in here Jim.”

I quickly padded over on my knees and Dr. Sidney followed.

I crawled into the room and Dr. Emily motioned for me to get onto an examination table. I stood and mounted the table and lay on my back.

“Scoot down further and put your legs in these styrrups please Jim”.

I did so without a moment’s hesitation since this was what I was made for, to obey them.

I spread my legs widely as they were placed in the metal styrrup holders, and Dr. Emily put a soft pad under my hips so that my genitals and anus were elevated and exposed.

Dr. Sidney pulled over a stainless steel rolling cart filled with instruments as Dr. Emily fastened my ankles and legs with straps. She strapped down my arms and wrists, and chest so that I was completely immobile.

“We are going to punish you now Jim for disobedience, and I want you to remember this well and take it to heart.”

I was quite aware of what was happening to me now and the realization hit me. “Please no....I never will do it again...please.” I vowed never to disobey Dr. Emily or anyone here ever again.

“I’m afraid it’s too late for that Jim...I am going to imprint on you the absolute need to do exactly as you are told to do, without the slightest hesitation.”

Dr. Sidney gripped my penis tightly and pulled it upward. My limp cock stretched dramatically as she picked up a hypodermic syringe and put it down between my legs. She swabbed an area at the base of my cock and slowly inserted the needle into the skin piercing deep inside the corpus callosum. It stung like fire and I pulled involuntarily against the straps.

She injected the contents of the syringe and pulled it out, pinching the spot tightly for a few minutes. Soon I began to develop an intense erection, and she flipped and stoked my penis until it was rock hard and bobbing up and down painfully.

The skin on the head of my cock was stretched tightly over my glans, and Dr. Emily flipped it also, making it spring uncomfortably. Dr. Sidney picked up a long metal probe and held my pisshole open as Dr. Emily smeared some kind of cream into my urethral opening. It stung and Dr. Sidney gripped my cock tightly with one hand as she slowly inserted the cold metal rod into my most intimate hole.

I was shaking from the pain and Dr. Emily gripped my jaws and forced a rubber breathing aid into my mouth. It had an indentation to bite into, and she pulled my lips down firmly over the end. “Bite down please Jim,” she whispered, as she pulled a strap around the back of my head and tightened it.

There was a wide breathing tube protruding from the end that allowed plenty of air to enter as needed.

I jerked in pain as Dr. Sidney continued twisting the shiny probe into my dick, and soon it was imbedded deeply inside my super erect member. My penis bobbed and the metal rod with it as Dr. Sidney picked up another object and slid it over my penis. It was a metal cylinder and it glided down tightly, enveloping my entire cock.

She then attached electric wires, one to the end of the probe, and one to the cylinder so that there was complete and intimate contact, and current could pass unhindered from one to the other throughout the entire length of my erect penis.

Dr. Emily looked at me as she smeared her finger with a clear grease and slid it expertly all the way up my asshole. She moved her finger around widening my anus and stretching it and then slid two fingers inside me, pulling brutally on my anal sphincter. I looked at her in pain as my eyes widened and she slowly stretched my rear hole wider and wider.

The pain was intense as I grunted and gasped, forcing the air through the rubber gag into my lungs. She then pulled her fingers out and picked up a large metal dildo and began to imbed it into my raw anal opening. My eyes bulged out in agony as she looked at me and pushed her whole weight against the dildo and shoved it further and further up my ass.

I was struggling against the tight straps but was completely helpless against her actions. She attached wires to the end of the metal anal probe and then began to work on my balls. She gripped them and pinched them as she looked in my eyes, obviously enjoying my pain. She pulled them apart forcefully and encased them in a strange looking metal device, then turned a lever, stretching them widely. As my eyes teared over from the pain she attached an electric wire and adusted the gadget, making me jump against the straps in forcefully.

She put her face close to mine and smoothed over my hair. I stared at her in disbelief and terror as she spoke.

“You will crawl, and plead, and beg, and obey. You are nothing! You are my slave, you are everyone’s slave....you are pathetic, and weak, and dirty, and useless, and now we will burn those thoughts into your tiny brain!”

Dr. Sidney began to turn the knob on a control panel on the cart, and a sharp fire bit into my most tender area. The pain rose and soon my whole penis was burning with the intense electric shock. The agonizing electric flow pulsed through my asshole and balls, and I jumped upward against the restraints, shrieking from the pain.

Dr. Sidney looked closely at my face as she slowly raised the current level, and as I pulsed and grunted against my bonds she began to run the voltage up momentarily until I screamed, then down again, to give me short bursts of agony, and short reprieves from the excruciating torture.

I jumped and squirmed against the bonds and shook my head from the excruciatingly sharp fire inside my dick. I had never experienced anything like it and I jerked and convulsed as her torture pounded me. Her face was calm and heartless and she appeared to be on the verge of an orgasm.

Dr. Emily gripped my jaws and pulled my face over to her as she looked into my tearing eyes....

“Feel the pain you lowlife wretch...you can’t stop it! Squirm you ignorant piece of shit.....come on, scream for us! That’s it you dirty slave....you are a slave...a worthless effeminate slave.

I was in a spasm of torment as I gritted my teeth against the hard rubber and Dr. Emily’s words enhanced the pain as she insulted me.

“You will lick my rear and you will kiss my ass and you will worship me at my feet you sad, cowardly rat. Scream for me you piece of horse shit....scream for me.”

I was shaking uncontrollably now and passed out as she spit her venom at me.

When I awoke I was sitting on the comfortable chair in her office across from her. I felt relaxed, but this time I also felt a rawness in my lower area. Truthfully though it hurt very little. I was so entranced by her now that I felt honored to be in her supreme presence. I actually worshipped her. I didn’t want to leave her after our appointment.

“We had a very productive session this time Jim, and I’m convinced that you are going to experience a complete healing of your sexual impairments in the coming weeks. You will begin to have occasional blank periods of memory, but this is normal during the process. “You are scheduled for another appointment today Jim, " she breathed quietly, you must be on time and do exactly as instructed, is that clear?”

Is there something you want to do before you leave today Jim? She slipped off her half heels and looked expectantly at me.

An erotic feeling gripped me that was overpowering, and I licked my lips and gazed at her feet. I dropped to my knees and bent down to put my nose against her toes. I smelled them and moved my nose back and forth savoring the odor. My tongue shot out and I began licking between her spread digits, and went into a frenzy, sucking each toe clean and lapping every inch of her bare feet.

The wonderful salty flavor and smell drove me on, and I cleaned them thoroughly. As I sucked her every toe I looked up at her in supplication, honored to be performing such a task for her.

After a few minutes she pinched my ear....“Jack off and cum,” she said, as she moved her toes up and down, “make your mess and leave.”

She looked at me as I stroked off, and was enjoying my pathetic efforts greatly. I beat off in a frenzy, groaning as I lapped, eating the residue from between all of her toes.

I stared at her with glazed eyes as I felt my orgasm coming on. As I began to expell my load on the towel I grunted, and she pushed her toes deeply into my mouth as I sucked on them. I jerked wildly spitting a very thick wad of fresh seminal discharge, and my eyes rolled back as she looked down at me as though I were a bug. She was quite gratified by my discomfort.

“You stupid piece of shit....you disgust me! You have strained my good nature to the limit. Make sure that you ask me next time before doing such a thing. I hope to see an improvement in your manners by the next session. Now get out of here!”

I was stunned by this rejection, and my self esteem dropped to zero in an instant. I plodded sadly to the door on my knees, crushed by this unexpected rebuke.

Just as I reached the door she gave me one final thought for me to ponder until next time.

“Jim, this is something I should not have to mention, but I would prefer that you take a bath before coming here. Your odor is objectionable to me, and my nurses have mentioned this to me several times. Do you understand?”

I nodded with deep humiliation as she spoke.

“Yes mam.”

“I’m sure you can take care of your personal hygiene before future visits.”

“I’m sorry mam, yes I will.”

I always showered before coming here but maybe I didn’t. That didn’t seem to matter. I was happy to resign myself to any negative comments given me.

I dressed and left, the two nurses still taunting me, and it was obvious to me that my mind was going through some kind of strange adjustment. I didn’t even try to think about my hypnotic sessions anymore...I had enough to deal with consciously. I was slowly becoming a submissive robot to everyone around me, and especially women.

I went back to my room and didn’t even glance at the office personal as I passed. I needed sleep, and still had almost two hours before my next appointment. I didn’t know what that would consist of, and didn’t want to think about it. I ate my meal and turned down the bed.

I set the alarm and as I drifted off to rest I pondered the perplexing events that had taken place in only ten days. It was becoming too much for me, and parts of me began to shut down intellectually in response to the increasing assault on my inner mind.

I awoke at the alarm, and washed my face in the bathroom sink. I was still a bit groggy, even more so than usual, but I felt very good inside, and my anxiety level was much lower than before.

I checked in at the reception desk and sat for a short time in the seating area. I could detect several of the women looking at me. I was still very sensitive about my masturbation show, and just wanted to forget about it. After all, many of the patients had experienced this also, so I wasn’t alone in this.

“Mr. Fander.”

I got up quickly and the nurse led me to a door near the one into the secondary reception area. There was no medication this time and the nurse led me down the long hallway on the other side of the central office complex where Dr. La Chote’s office was located. We stopped at the second door and went inside. There was an ante room with seating and the nurse left me there.

I waited for several minutes and busied myself with a magazine. I was feeling butterflies inside due to the unknown nature of my appointment, and when the door opened I jumped a bit, and looked at a very pretty blond haired nurse in a gleaming white nurses uniform. She had a very nice smile and stood a few feet away as she wiped her hands on a small towel.

“Mr. Fander, I presume,” she smiled, I’m so happy to meet you, come inside and I’ll explain the nature of your appointment here.

Sandy Elam was one of two nurses who ran the Forced and Intensified Masturbation Research Area. The other was Elke Funker an attractive dark haired beauty, and together they did indepth research on all of the elements of the act of masturbation, by males, and females.

The comprehensive data they collected daily was added to the international information base developed by UIHST concerning masturbation, and aided the organization to more deeply and comprehensively heal and manipulate the worldwide patient listing.

Sandy and Elke were experts on the subject of masturbation, and had facilitated the extraction and ejaculation of gallons of reproductive cream over the course of several years. Truthfully, they were both sadistic and efficient in their own way, and patients who were being molded in Dr. La Chote’s covert program received special attention. They loved their work with a passion, and lived to humiliate and milk the patients. It was the only thing that they were interested in, about their lives, and they spent most of their time in their well equiped work space.

Every possible nuance of the patient’s masturbation activities were videotaped, photographed, imprinted in computer programs, and described by volunteer observation viewers chosen from among the center’s general population. In addition the masturbation sessions were shown on the internet on a special porn site, so that the tens of thousands of viewers could interact and add their own opinion electronically of the masturbator’s unique self gratification habits.

Nothing was hidden from the observers so that the patient was peeled open to full view, and had every secret exposed.

We entered a large room filled with many unusual kinds of fixtures, instruments, and examination tables...and there were refrigerated testing units along one section of the wall, presumably for the analysis of male and female ejaculation fluids.

The room contained many separate cubicles to service the large quantity of patients in the center, and many of them were being used right now as evidenced by the sounds of ecstatic grunts and groans echoing throughout the room.

Sandra led me into a separate office next to the main area and closed the door. She sat me down on a chair next to a very elaborate treatment table. The surface was covered with thick vinyl and the periphery of the surface contained many kinds of stainless steel appendages and strapping fasteners. She sat in a chair opposite me and explained further what I would be doing here during appointments.

“Mr. Fander, the purpose of our facility here is to study masturbation in male and female patients. Sometimes you will masturbate yourself, sometimes we will masturbate you, and other times you will be masturbated mechanically. As you can see the special table is set up for many kinds of things, all involving erotic manipulation of the patients.”

“I know that you have ejaculated twice today already, so we will proceed with that in mind. You will be observed and graded by volunteers from the general patient population here, and Elke and myself will be observing you closely also. In addition your basal physiological responses will be monitored by electronic contacts on various parts of your body.”

“Something else that you should know is that your masturbation events will be observed online on our special porn site so that thousands of viewers will watch you and note their comments electronically on the computer servers. All of this information is collected in our mainframe and a readout is produced listing all data.”

She smiled softly at me...“Now I don’t want you to be embarrassed or ashamed to jackoff for us....we know how good it feels and our observers are quite aware of this, of course. She took out a small bottle and removed the dropper inside. She picked up a few drops of the green liquid and held it to my face.

“I want you to swallow this now, so that we can begin our session.”

She placed two drops on my tongue and it tasted a little bitter, but I quickly swallowed it.

Her nurses uniform was tight against her perfect ass and her titties were a wonderful sight to behold. She had a cute face and smile and was very stimulating to me.

She leaned forward to me holding her clip board on her knees. “Now Mr. Fander, listen closely to me.....you are my slave, my complete slave.”

I fell into the familiar mindless abyss, and soon I could see only her, and her every word was sacred to me.....I gave her my entire self....and adored every word she spoke. I was her slave, and my obedience to her was endless, and complete.

“Now you ignorant cocksucker, you will obey my every command absolutely to the letter....is that clear?”

“Yes....obey your every command....I....will obey.”

She left the room and came back with several women who were volunteers. They sat around us on chairs and waited for the nurse.

“Strip your clothes off and sit on the table against the incline.”

I quickly removed my shoes, socks, clothes, and finally my shorts, and sat on the towel covering the table. My penis was becoming hard again, it hadn’t actually gone down fully since my last appointment with Dr. La Chote. I’d had a semi hardon since then that I couldn’t quite explain.

The drug began to take effect and I squirmed on the table as my erection exploded, and my cock was bobbing up and down uncontrollably. An intense sexual charge hit me and I went into orbit as the amused women watched. The nurse pushed my ankles back and strapped them so that I was spread wide open and my balls hung loosely on the soft towel.

She took a thin dildo and turned it on, moving it closely to my anus. Then she dipped into a jar and applied a thick lubricant around my puckered butthole. She deftly moved her finger around the sphincter and shoved it in deeply, moving it around inside.

“Hmmmm.....tight asshole!,” she breathed as she fingered me. She pulled her finger out and slid the vibrating dildo in to the hilt. There was a computer camera right in front of me, elevated above the table, and she pushed several buttons on a computer keyboard nearby.

“Smile, asswipe, you are on candid camera!”

The women moved in closely. Each had a clipboard and notepad to take notes. They had obviously did this many times and enjoyed it greatly, as well as the antics of the nurses.

She leaned in again and spoke slowly.

“Ok you pathetic piece of shit...play with your dick for us.”

I looked at her in supplication, and immediately grabbed my stiff member and began to stoke it and play with it.

“You are alone in your room jacking off to a real nasty video and you feel very relaxed and at ease.”

“You are extremely horny, more than you’ve been in your life and you must satisfy your craving. Play with your balls too shithead.”

I was alone now, in my own room, comfortably jacking off to some hot porn, and was so hot that I couldn’t stand it. I groaned and grimaced as I beat off, and massaged my swollen nuts as I masturbated.

“Make it last you son-of-a-bitch, play with that thing....play with your little weiner!”

I eased up and stroked more slowly, spreading my dangling balls and fingering them as I flipped my dick back and forth. Cum was running out of my pisshole and began to wet down the towel.

“Taste your precum asshole, get a taste of it!”

I rubbed my finger over the glob of semen gathered there and put it in my mouth tasting it. I began to jackoff more and more rapidly, and I humped my hips to the motion of my hand, completely lost in my hotest masturbation fantasy.

I grunted and scrunched my face up in pleasure as I whacked off...and was so completely into it I lost all control and began the first of several waves of unspeakable pleasure as the hot seminal fluid spit out of my red, swollen dick.

I yelled and my tortured pecker ejaculated into the air onto the floor. The second streamer of hot jazz spit out almost as far, and I yelped and grunted in pleasure as my raw cock shot a viscous wad of thick slime into the air for the third time. My balls exploded in pain but the pleasure was so great that it blanked out everything.

“Why you fucking bad boy...how in the fuck could there be that much spunk left in you? You’ve got quite a set of balls. Now lick your hand off and eat it!”

I did as she said and thinking myself to be alone, and obeying her command, I felt quite comfortable slavering off all of the semen from my hand and gulping it down.

I rubbed my finger in the mess in front of me and ate that too.

I slumped back completely satisfied and exhausted.

The women left with their notes and Sandra began the sequence of vote tabulation on the computer. Apparently thirty five thousand viewers had voted, and volunteered information. Data like this was indespensible to UIHST, and Sandra was quite satisfied with the results.

“Put your clothes back on Fander..”

I dressed quickly as nurse Sandra worked with the computer and printed out the data. She stored the information and turned back facing me.

“Alright my dumbass friend I’m going to count back from ten and when I reach one you will be completely awake.

“Ten.....nine.....you are coming awake.....eight....seven....more awake.....six.....five....almost awake......four.....three.....awakening.....two....one...you are fully awake now.”

I opened my eyes and became aware of my surrondings and looked obediently at nurse Sandra.

She was so pretty and I lived to please her.

“Very good Jim....you have done well and the data is valuable to us.”

She walked into the other room with me following, and we went into the front entrance area.

“Go back to your room now, and I’ll see you tomorrow at the same time. You are scheduled for another appointment with Dr. La Chote tomorrow at twelve.”

Sandra wanted to laugh but controlled herself....Dr. La Chote’s special patients always entertained her greatly...she was allowed to do most anything she wanted with them within the parameters of the doctor’s strict schedule. She and Elke would have fun with this one.

She would bring out her complete bag of tricks in the coming days, and enjoy seeing his mind slowly turned to mush. She had participated in this work for Dr. La Chote for three years now, and had lost count of the many slaves that had been mentally neutered here.

She had several more masturbation sessions today....three with her own wicked hand, and two by machine. She loved to see pussies ejaculate also, and was amazed at the similarities between male and female ejaculation.

Dr. La Chote also allowed her to masturbate bull and horse cock at the farming location, the study of expelled seminal fluid extended to some farm animals also. She was a nasty girl, and she knew it and she loved it.

By the time I arrived back at my room I was ready to fall into bed, but I flopped down and turned the TV on for a bit. I liked the nurse in the masturbation study area, and already I was having fantasies about fucking her too, or eating her cunt. These feelings drove me each day, but I knew of no way I could ever realize them. I’d always loved eating pussy, since I was usually unable to fuck it, and there were many beautiful women here to stimulate my fantasies.

I watched TV until I was drousy, and fell into deep slumber. I didn’t even dream, I just slept deeply and darkly. Tomorrow would be my eleventh day here, and before long I would be moving to the next female psychiatrist, Dr. Samantha Jones. I could scarcely imagine what she and her two pretty nurses would contrive for me...and I didn’t care at the moment.