A story I wrote today, for your enjoyment.
Behavior Modification
Sharon had been declared mentally unstable due to her misbehavior and violence. Her parents sent her to a private asylum for women and girls to undergo behavior modification therapy.
She was a pretty girl, tall and slender with black hair in short braids. She had a combative temperament that required strict supervision. So began a series of attempts to reign her in.
In short she would endure harsh spankings in the punishment room. A burly, older man, Bruno, would take her to task. The room was equipped with furniture for binding the women and girls—a trestle, spanking bench, tripod and whipping post. A variety of spanking implements hung along hooks on the wall—straps, heavy wood and leather paddles, cat-o-nine tail whips, riding crops, canes, etc.
Sharon was brought in cursing Bruno. She struggled. He held both wrists firmly in front of him. He looked into her lovely green eyes and told her how he was going to punish her. She was not intimidated one bit. It would be a test of wills—but one that he would win.
He pulled her over to a heavy trestle with straps to bind to firmly. He expertly pushed her over and secured her wrists and knees, then a big strap up over her lower back. Her short tunic was gathered up and tucked up under the big strap. Her white cotton bikini panties were drawn down to her knees. She had a very nice bottom. He would enjoy punishing those buttocks.
Next came the scolding and lecture as he selected a heavy strap from a hook. She just continued to curse him. He just laughed. He explained that she would suffer for her constant misbehavior and defiance.
Thus it began. Over the next hour he punished her. Hard spanking of her young athletic buttocks with a variety of implements—the strap, a riding crop, a paddle, etc. He knew how to inflict pain this way. He knew that her punished buttocks would recover for yet another session with him, so he spanked them hard and long.
It took a while, but in time he broke her will. Her pain and agony could be seen in the distortion of her face, her outcries, her wailing, and tears; and the bruising and stripping of her buttocks. She struggled in her bonds, but to no avail. She clinched her buttocks to no avail. He showed her no mercy, just hard spanking punishment for this very bad girl. He scolded her now and again. Saying that she would get more of the same in the future.
She eventually she turned her pained, tear-stained face to him and called him a bastard. He just laughed.
Part 2.
Bruno met with Dr. Phyllis Ward about further treatment for Sharon. The girl’s behavior had not improved and warranted another session of discipline. Phyllis indicated that in addition to spanking therapy, a “forced orgasm” therapy should be integrated with the use hard spanking with a paddle.
Sharon’s history indicated that she was sexually repressed, a virgin, and no experience with being masturbated by a partner. There has been prior success with other patients in combining the two therapies.
So, we find Sharon in the punishment therapy room bound naked to the heavy wood tripod. She had been gagged with a cloth gag. The bolster had been raised above hip level to allow Bruno to stimulate her vulva and clitoris, and breasts, while spanking the girl’s lovely athletic buttocks. The doctor would be there to supervise the sequencing of the two therapies. In addition, a guest from the Board of Supervisors, who was a major donor, would be observing the proceedings through a one-way mirror window. The man often came to see these sessions.
The behavior modification started as before with a litany of the girl’s misbehavior and other reasons for her punishment. As the doctor spoke, Bruno took down a short thick paddle from a hook on the wall. He was looking forward to punishing Sharon again. The bruises on her buttocks had all but disappeared, so they knew that they could sustain significant punishment.
It began with paddling only. Moderate swats, but painful to Sharon. She winced with each blow. The doctor then explained that Bruno would be masturbating her, as part of her therapy. Sharon’s eyes showed her disbelief. She was no stranger to playing with herself, but the idea of Bruno doing that was obviously shocking.
Bruno started with the girl’s breasts, small but perky. Sharon looked away. The doctor explained that they would stimulate her private parts during the discipline in order to induce a significant orgasm. The hope would be that intense pleasure along with intense pain would serve to help lessen misbehavior over time. Sharon looked back at the doctor with hate in her eyes. The doctor told Bruno to proceed, as they had planned. The doctor then sat to observe Bruno at work.
After fondling the breasts, gently, for a while, Bruno put his hand on her vulva and began to gently massage the clitoris. The doctor came up with a bottle of personal lubricant and told him to apply it liberally. He did, then resumed the initial part intended to make the girl cum.
Next, he inserted his middle finger of that hand up into Sharon’s vagina and pressed his palm against her vulva and clitoris. He resumed paddling her, harder this time. As he did, he shook his hand in a way to stimulate a sexual response. It did not take long to see that she was having an orgasm. The doctor told him to stop paddling as Sharon experienced what was clearly a huge long orgasm.
So, they continued the alternation of hard spanking of the girl’s buttocks, which became deeply bruised, and sexual stimulation. Sharon seemingly experienced four or five orgasms. But also had experienced pain. Agony showed on her face and tears flowed while she was being paddled.
Bruno left the room while the doctor talked with Sharon to explain what was expected in terms of improved behavior and promises of addition discipline with and without a sexual component.
Would the girl learn to behave? Not sure.
What about the donor? You can guess what he was doing while Sharon was suffering hard paddle swats. Watching her pained expressions, the desperate clenching and unclenching of her buttocks, her body thrusting up against the bolster, and the progressive coloring of her poor buttocks to a deep purple, as Bruno beat them again and again. He left the premises with a smile on his face and extensive white stains on his tie and the vest of his three piece suit.