Michelle's Visit to the Clinic

Chapter II

It had been thirteen days since Michelle's first treatment at the clinic. It had been a long thirteen days, more than once Michelle was tempted to call the clinic for another appointment. Day and night she thought and had dreams about her next visit at the clinic. The day she left, totally drained of energy and more physically exhausted than she could ever remember, the last words to her was to wait at least two weeks before her next appointment. Michelle was so emotionally spent the words the pretty receptionist repeated twice to her did not register until a few days later.

Michelle had been quite busy those two weeks, however kept looking at her colander trying to schedule in the right amount of time at the clinic. They told her she would have to be there at least three days for the proper treatment.

Michelle finally worked out in her mind the days she would be off from work. The time period that would work for her. She still hesitated. She wanted so much to call, however there was one thing holding her back. One of the rules of the clinic. Whenever a client called to make an appointment she had to indicate the level of treatment she wanted. Michelle knew she had a few choices and that was the problem. All of the choices seemed so enticing. She read and re-read the sheet that would be picked up by the courier. 1. Strangely Erotic 2.Kinky and intense. 3. Punishment 4. Very Intense and strenuous 5. Clinic's Choice.

She had gone with choice 4 at her first session and was pleased beyond her wildest dreams. However she was so curious about the others. She did not want to miss something that the other sessions may have offered.

She thought she would call to see if she could schedule an appointment starting the next day. Michelle had the next three days off and that would be perfect. She could schedule the appointment and than call for the courier and that would give her more time in which to make up her mind in regard to the type of session.

Michelle picked up the phone and dialed, she was a nervous wreck. She was so excited, she could not wait for tomorrow. She waited her two weeks and she would be back at the clinic. Michelle would be getting what she wanted more than anything. Than disaster stuck. Michelle turned numb. That awful feeling in the pit of her stomach was there and it would not go away. "The number you have dialed 317-555-1212 has been temporarily disconnected, please check the listing and try your call again."

Michelle was in shock. They can't do this to me. I finally found the right place, the perfect place, no, no, they can't. Her first thoughts were to go there, but she would not be back in town till later that day. Well she would try later; maybe there is trouble on the line. She knew this was not a good signal. She knew this usually meant whoever it was, went out of business, she could only hope this was not the case and she could get over there and see what the situation was. Michelle's flight was only 90 minutes, however it could have been the longest flight of her life. Time stood still. Michelle was mortified. The other flight attendants on board even noticed that something was dreadfully wrong. They all asked if she was ok. Michelle simply shook her head to the affirmative. She could not talk. Of course things were not ok. Or at least they appeared that way, but Michelle just had to hang in there and hope the number was just down for some silly technical problem. It was a long flight for her.

When Michelle's plane finally landed, the second she got off the plane and away from her fellow workers she got her cell phone out and nervously made the call. She prayed that she someone would answer from the clinic. Michelle was so nervous she could barely dial the phone. Three rings, four rings, five rings, Michelle thought that is a good, sign, six rings, "Hello, this is Rachelle, may I help you". YES, it was the clinic. Michelle was so relived. "Yes Michelle, we were having trouble with our lines, but the phone company was out and everything seems to be fine. Yes, tomorrow would be fine; we will have a courier bring the papers over to your hotel. Yes, he will drop them off in the next thirty minutes and pick them up tomorrow morning at 8AM. Yes you will be here at 9. Three days, perfect, that will be fine. We look forward to working with you. I know this will be a wonderful session for you. Oh, and remember you are allowed to masturbate tonight, but no orgasm before you get here, and no enemas either. Also, eat a very heavy meal tonight and eat a good breakfast tomorrow, the first day of your visit. Drink a lot of orange juice and water for the next 12 hours. We don't want you getting dehydrated." Well that was easy.

Michelle was starved so a heavy dinner was fine. Michelle took a nice hot bath and drank a glass of her favorite wine and relaxed in the tub. It felt nice to be home and it felt really nice to know what lay ahead.

After dinner she got comfortable. Another glass of wine. She chuckled to herself in regard to the final instructions from Rachelle. I can masturbate, but no orgasm and no enemas. Oh, how I need an enema session. I want it so badly, but maybe they are right, I need a few days off before my system is purged. She thought about her friend Linda. Linda was having terrible problems with her sex life. No matter how long she played with herself she could not climax. Vibrators, dildos, nothing helped. Linda ended up going to one of those sex doctors and told her all about the visit. Linda walked into the clinic, and the receptionist led her to the "lecture" room. It was a lovely living room type setting. Three, 30 to 35 year old women were sitting on one couch. Two more women were sitting next to each other on the second couch. Each woman was more beautiful than the next. The couches were at right angels to each other. The "moderator" a stunning women of about 38 or 40 waved her in and had her take a seat next to the two women on the second couch. "Well, we can begin, you know why we are all here. Yes, nothing to be embarrassed about, on and on she went. After about 20 minutes, Linda was about to fall asleep. Linda even contemplated leavening. She thought she could excuse herself to go to the bathroom and just not come back. Linda got up and left. She did use the bathroom and than had second thoughts and figured that maybe she should go back. It would be nice to have an orgasm, maybe this clinic will help.

By the time she walked in the moderator was stripped naked from the waist down. Linda was shocked, but she had already opened the door and was half way to her original seat. What was more shocking, the other 5 women in the room were taking their clothes off also. " Oh, yes it's Linda, isn't it? As the moderator, in a teacher like way tried to make Linda feel right at home. "Yes Linda, we are going to be working on masturbation, now, so yes, that's it just like all the other girls, we are disrobing from the waist down. That's it girls, panties too. You too Linda, like a good girl take everything off from the waist down and get nice and comfortable on the couch.

Of course everyone was a bit embarrassed but it also was strangely erotic. To have 7 stunning, wildly beautiful women all in their twenties and thirties sitting around with nothing on from the waist down.

The moderator now was walking right towards Linda. She knelt down in front of Linda, her fine gold necklace touched Linda's leg and the moderator even had a hand on her other leg for balance. "Yes, and yes it's Judy. Ok, Judy, Linda was so relieved. The moderator would be using Judy the girl next to her as the test case.

Now Judy I want you to pull your legs up, that's it. Oh, such a pretty pussy. I want all you ladies to come over here and watch and look at Judy's pussy. See Judy's pussy, it's easier to see because Judy is cleanly shaved for us. Now see how Judy's pussy is getting nice and wet.”

With long pretty manicured fingers the moderator began to show everyone in the room the women's pussy, pussy lips, and clit. She even made mention of her anus, and pointed it out as well. "Yes, the anus is another erogenous zone, but we will be covering that in the next session." She than want on to slowly and erotically masturbate the beautiful women. She stopped a number of times to point things out, keeping the women on the edge, bringing her to the brink, two or three times. Just short of going over the edge, "See how close we are, but see how I can keep her from going over."Everytime she stopped the women moaned. It was the most erotic thing Linda and probably the other women had ever seen. "Now ladies see how badly Judy wants to cum. She is begging, but no, I don't think she is ready, so lets just keep her on the edge a little longer. Now Judy you be a good girl and cum for me when I am ready for you to cum, but not until than, that's a girl. You don't want to be punished now do you.” The moderator chuckled and said that was a different course, but if interested anyone here could sign up for it at the front desk afterwards. By this time Linda and all the other girls had their hands in their pussies. The moderator went around to each girl, coaching them and encouraging them to masturbate and to cum. The moderator's approach was no different than had these women been working on sponge painting techniques. The women were all moaning and yelling at the same time.

Needless to say, Linda followed up with two more sessions on orgasm, an advanced session on orgasm and many sessions on anal play. Linda never had trouble achieving her goal again. Linda heard the sessions on punishment were fantastic and was trying to convince Michelle to go with her.

Michelle masturbated all night long. She was careful not to orgasm. Not an easy task. A few times she was so close she thought she was going to go over the edge. Each time she pulled her fingers away and told herself to be patient.

Michelle thought how nice it would be to have someone that was sensitive to her special needs. How nice it would be to get a nice long hot oil massage. To have someone toying with her rump, and spreading her cheeks, and playing with her little hole. Teasing her, and making her anticipate and maybe even talking about it. The enemas, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm the enemas. Nice long enemas having him be right there, coaxing her, guiding her, encouraging her. Yes Michelle, you can do it, you have three quarts in you now, and lets try just a bit more.

Michelle still had to make a choice as to what type of session she wanted. The courier would be by early. She fell asleep mulling over her choices. They all sounded so nice. She thought about each one. She wondered what some of the designations entailed. She fell asleep thinking the punishment enema session would be her choice. She drifted off dreaming about being forced to different punishment racks. She knew the clinic had so many rooms full of different tables and racks for punishment enemas. Yes, as she drifted off, she remembered the women in the room getting her enemas. Michelle had been lead into the wrong room. The attendant tried to get Michelle to leave, but since she was only lightly restrained Micelle refused to be coaxed and walked right up to the woman on the cross. The woman was striped naked with nothing on but a punishment hood and a slave collar under the hood. Her long legs were crossed at her ankles and she was struggling to hold herself up. Her stomach was terribly bloated. She must have been holding four or five quarts of liquid. Her private parts were slick with sexual excitement. Michelle could an electrical motor of sorts, but could not figure out what it was. Than she saw the tip of the dildo sticking out of the poor girls pussy. She followed the sound all the way to the dildo, she touched it, and the vibrations were very strong. Michelle could see the woman struggle to stay on the cross. The woman was moaning, but it Michelle could not decipher what the poor woman was saying. Just as Michelle spotted five or six empty and full enema bags hanging over her she heard a swooshing sound through the air. Than Michelle lost her breath, and her backside began to hurt. “Get down on your hands and knees and crawl out of here. You filthy cunt. I want you out of here now”. Michelle was being persuaded to leave and the cane that the Mistress used was quite an effective instrument.

Michelle masturbated herself to sleep that night, not knowing what kind of session she would choose in the morning.