CYNTHIA’S TREATMENT

Cynthia walks into the office. It appears like a standard psychologist’s office with one exception. There’s a sturdy leather chair off to the side, fastened to the floor in front of a large screen. The man immediately gets up from his chair behind a desk to greet her.

“Hello, you must be Cynthia” he greets her warmly. She nods nervously. “I understand you’ve been having issues with your addiction to orgasm denial? You’ve been so physically aroused that it has been interfering with your life?”.

Cynthia hesitantly studders a confirmation.

“There’s no need to be shy. We see that all the time here. That’s what we’re here for.” She begins to relax a bit. “Now to gauge the severity I need to know how long it has been since you successfully climaxed.”

“…5 weeks. I get close… many times… but I can’t…”.

The man nods and makes a note on a pad he retrieves from his desk before continuing.

“Well, your condition is quite severe. You should have come to us earlier. But don’t worry, we can help.”

He glances over to the chair before resuming eye contact.

“In order to treat your condition effectively, we need to replicate the circumstances that trigger it. If you could please have a seat.”

The man guides Cynthia into the chair. It’s firm but not uncomfortable.

“In cases like yours we need to use restraints to ensure there’s no manual stimulation.” He says as he procedurally wraps the chairs padded restraints around her wrists.

Cynthia is briefly concerned about being restrained by this man she just met. But that concern is quickly overpowered by the embarrassment of how horny being restrained like this makes her. She hopes he doesn’t notice. He doesn’t seem to notice. He just smiles and continues describing how her treatment is going to work.

The large screen in front of her fills most of her view now. Cynthia is initially interested in how this treatment is going to help her. But the more she listens, the more distracted she becomes by her urge to play, to edge. He was right. She did need to be restrained. Eventually he pulls a small remote from his pocket and turns the screen on. It’s filled with white dots spirally around and around, and words and phrases flashing randomly.

“This is how we’re going to reprogram your subconscious” he instructs her. “Just watch carefully, I’ll be back in an hour to check on you”.

She’s come this far, so Cynthia just nods in agreement before the man smiles and exists the room. And she turns her attention to the imposing screen that now consumes her entire view.

She didn’t notice her arousal growing at first. Partly because Cynthia is already aroused 24/7. Then she thought it was idea of being restrained. Being restrained always made you wet. But eventually she can’t deny it, she’s becoming incredibly aroused, it’s this program on the screen. Knowing this, she begins to wonder how this is supposed to help her. But the more she watches, the more difficult it becomes to think about that. Every phrase that flashes on the screen makes it difficult to think. 

She begins to decipher some of the phrases. “Good girls don’t think.” “Good girls obey.”, “Good fuck toys stay wet and ready”. Cynthia realizes that this isn’t what she came here for by this point. But somehow she can’t bring herself to look away. She feels compelled to continue watching, to obey the screen. “Good girls obey” she thinks. There’s just something about these phrases that causes them to stick in your head.

Images begin flashing and it doesn’t take long for her mind to become fuzzy. Gradually the words on the screen becomes her thoughts. The words and phrases feel more and more compelled, you feel more and more compelled to read and obey. And every phrase just feeds her lust, increasing her arousal.

Cynthia’s breasts swell, her nipples harden, she can feel her pussy expanding, getting wetter and wetter and wetter. She wriggles against the cuffs. If she could get her hands free she would be eagerly rubbing her needy, wet cunt. Her awareness of her body grows with her arousal, her pussy is dripping now and she can almost feel it pulsating. No, it is pulsating. She can feel pressure building just as the screen instructs her to. She squirms in the chair as the screen counts down to her orgasm. She can tell this is real. She’s finally going to climax after 5 weeks. Part of her wants to stop, part of her is glad to be released. Her heart beats faster and faster.

5...

4...

3...

2...

“Stop.” Cynthia falls motionless, no release.

“Good fuck toys stay wet and ready. You won’t cum without Master Passion’s permission.” Nod.

She nods obediently and the program continues to feed her arousal again. Continues bringing her close and closer to the edge. Then she begins to feel her orgasm approaching as the countdown restarts:

5...

4...

3...

2...

“Stop.” Cynthia’s body instinctively obeys.

“Good fuck toys stay wet and ready. You won’t cum without Master Passion’s permission.” Nod.

This continues to happen over and over and over. And even though she realizes it is never going to allow her to climax, she desperately wants it more and more. She just watches and squirms.

The man returns after about an hour and after Cynthia’s mind has practically turned to mush from being so close to the edge for so long. He greets her warmly again and says

 “I trust you’ve enjoyed your treatment? You should find it much easier not to cum without permission now”. Cynthia is rendered speechless. That’s obviously not what she came here for… was it? No, she regains her thoughts as he calmly unbuckles the restraints.

“I thought this was supposed to help me stop.. edging?” “Oh no, that’s not what we do, we’re here to help you.” He replied in a correcting tone, as if Cynthia was the one confused. “But… I wanted to stop edging!”. “Now, now, Cynthia, we both know what’s best for you is to continue your denial. Now, we’ll be continuing your treatments the same time tomorrow, understood?”.

Cynthia lowers her gaze he response to his commanding tone before nodding in agreement.

“Great.” The man smiles “I look forward to seeing you tomorrow.” As he guides her out the door. Cynthia walks away, now helplessly aroused and not able to do anything about it.

She’s going to be a good girl.

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