Correction house for naughty girls PART TWO
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CORRECTION CLINIC
By Sissy Suzi
I arrive at the Correction Clinic as ordered by my company's physician
for "corrective therapy". I'm 45 years old, single and totally ashamed
to have been sent here. Either show up here for evaluation or my
behavior would be reported to my boss and possibly the police. There
really was no choice on my part as I was caught with my pants down,
literally. It all started with a routine cholesterol check at the
company's family clinic. This office was located across town in an
industrial area. It seemed an unlikely location for a clinic but I just
wanted to get this over with.
In the waiting room are a mother of about 40 and her two daughters,
maybe 14 and 18. Also two single women in their mid to late 20's. They
all eye me closely as I approach the check in counter causing me to
become quite self-conscious . The women are very attractive but give me
stern looks. The girls are grinning and giggling and whispering to each
other.
The younger one opens her legs wide, flashing her panties causing my
eyes to open wide in surprise. A fresh bout of giggling and whispers
cause me to tear my eyes away and hurry to the counter. Blushing and
with eyes down I mumble to the receptionist/nurse that I am reporting as
ordered by my company's doctor. The receptionist is wearing a thin white
uniform with the top 3 buttons undone. I can't help but stare at her
obviously braless pert small breasts and hard pointy nipples. Maybe 30
and Asian, she has very short black hair and is quite attractive in an
exotic butch kinda way. As I look up into her eyes, she is staring right
at my face with a disgusted look. Gets up from her chair and comes
around the desk. As she does this, she speaks. "Speak up, you pervert,"
she says loudly so all in the waiting room can hear. I quickly look
around to see all the women watching and laughing to themselves. I burn
red and return my eyes to the nurse's chest.
"Speak up boy, and look me in the eye, not at my chest. Why are you
here?"
There is a wicked grin on her face as I tell her. "My boss, Ms Betty
Armstrong, sent me. She said I needed some correction and this was the
place to get it."
"Correction for what, you little wimp? Quit wasting my and these other
patient's time." With that she stands and slaps my face. "What
correction is needed?" She slaps me again on the other cheek. My face is
hot with shame and I'm seeing stars. I am totally humiliated and yet I
start to harden. Did I like getting slapped? What?s wrong with me?
"I need to learn to control my eyes, where they look," I tell her with
quivering lips, and tears in my eyes startled from the quick slaps. "In
the waiting room over there I was staring up all her patient's dresses
at their panties and at their chests and rubbing my self through my
pants. I went to the rest room because I had to relieve my self. I
couldn't help myself and started to masturbate. The nurse caught me with
my pants down when she opened the door with a young girl she was
bringing to the facilities. She reported me to the my boss at work.?
"And what else? You know your boss called over here to make your
appointment. She told you keeping this appointment was a condition of
continued employment. Maybe a demotion is in your future. Does your
company have a coffee and tea girl in a frilly pink apron and dust cap,
rolling her cart from desk to desk taking refreshment orders? Ha Ha Ha
You are required to fully cooperate and comply with our instructions or
face termination."
I blushed. "I was wearing panties at the time."
"What? I can't hear you." Her sneer was audible.
"I was wearing woman's panties," I spoke a little louder.
"Speak up. What do you mean, panties?"
"Little yellow ruffled women's panties," I intoned, loud enough for
everyone in the waiting room to hear. I have never felt so small and
embarrassed before in my life. I hear the women snicker and the girls
giggle.
"So you're a leering, compulsive, panty wearing, dick puller. A sissy
boy, and a flasher, huh?"
I can?t help my eyes dropping back to her breasts. The nipples are
poking out, very hard. One hand is brushing lightly across them.
"I told you to look in my eyes when you talk to me," she snarls.
My eyes go from here face to her chest and back again rapidly as if they
have a mind of their own, uncontrollable.
She shook her head with a pretense of patience. "You don't follow orders
very well, do you? I think you need a little incentive to listen to me."
She now gets right in my face, like a drill sergeant. Only about 5' tall
but still very intimidating and fully in control of the situation, she
frightens me more all the time. I start to back up. She quickly grabs my
ear and pulls my face down to within an inch of hers. I can smell her
floral perfume and sweet breath.
"You don't want to piss me off sissy." Pulling and twisting at it, my
ear is soon quite red. She continues "Now drop your pants and lean over,
palms flat on the desk, legs shoulder width apart. NOW!"
I have no choice but to follow her command. I fumble at the snap and
zipper, shaking like a leaf, finally getting them open and letting my
pants drop to my knees. Five hard, quick swats with her hand make me
yelp.
"Go stand in the corner over there until doctor can see you. Face the
wall till I call you. Nose touching the wall, hands to your sides."
I hurry to the corner, pants at my knees, my head down in shame, cheeks
hot where I was slapped, my ass and ear both hot now too. I can hear the
other patients giggling and commenting at my predicament.
"Panties? Can you believe it?"
"What a wimp!"
"He must be a sissy to wear panties."
"I would have given him a lot more than five with my hand."
There I am, pants down, facing the corner like a shamed little boy.
Exposed in front of strangers, women and girls, and made to admit to
wearing panties and beating off at my companies doctor?s office.
"What have I gotten myself into?" I think.
After about 5 minutes I hear the nurse call out. "Hey, Jerk-off, go to
examination room 1 and strip... NOW!" As I hurry by as fast as I can
with my pants around my knees she gives me another swat on the ass.
"Hurry up, I'll be right in to get you ready."
Examination room 1 was little more than a 10 by 8-foot alcove right
behind the receptionist's desk. There was no door, the full 8-foot wall
was open to the hallway. A floor to ceiling window, with curtains
covering it was to the left looked out into the waiting room if the
curtains were pulled back. On the right wall were a 2 by 6-foot tall
mirror and a couple clothes' hooks. The back wall had cabinets that
formed a counter top with glass front cabinets above. The only other
piece of furniture was a straight back chair.
I sit on the chair and remove my shoes and socks, then my pants. As I
get up to hang my pants on a hook I'm concerned that anyone walking past
can see in. So I remove my shirt and hang it up but leave on my
underwear and return to the chair. I'm starting to sweat a little even
though the room is cold. I'm hoping I can get this over with quickly.
Just then the receptionist/nurse comes around into the room with a
clipboard in hand.
"Get up you idiot, that chair?s for me, not a dick puller like you."
I hurriedly stand up and she sits down, crossing her legs. Her short
white dress rides up until the tops of her stockings and garter straps
are exposed along with a couple of inches of smooth tanned thigh. My
eyes are compulsively drawn to the juncture of her thighs. Her legs are
perfectly shaped, possibly the best I've seen. I'm beginning to blush
and sweat a lot more.
"I thought I told you to strip sissy? You just don't listen or comply do
you?"
"I'm sorry, it's just that..."
"Shut up and do what your told or there will be consequences."
I turn my back to her and slip my underwear down and off and hang them
on the wall hook. As I turn around I cup my hands over my crotch,
blushing brightly.
She shakes her head. "What do you think you're doing boy? Are you
fondling yourself? Get your hands away from your little worm."
"But..." I start to say, but her stern look makes me realize I'd better
comply.
I remove my hands from my crotch to my sides, flushing all over with the
embarrassment. Standing only 3 feet in front of her, totally naked in a
cold open room, my cock and balls have shrunk to minuscule proportions
with fear and shame. Pulled in tightly into my crotch just the head of
my dick is visible, looking like an acorn.
Laughing out loud she says, "Is that what you were trying to hide from
me? That little thing? It looks like a little boy's dick. What are you,
12 years old? My 10 year old little brother had a bigger dick than that.
What do you use to jerk off, a tweezers? HAHAHAHA And what tiny little
grape sized balls. Hung like a chipmunk, but that would be an insult to
chipmunks. Do you even produce sperm with those little immature things
yet? Do you cum dry like an 8 year old?"
My hands cover my crotch again as I blurt out. "Wait a minute here..."
She is up out of the chair in a flash and once again slaps my face
cutting off any protest. "Shut Up! Didn't I tell you to shut up a moment
ago asshole? Can't you follow a simple instruction? And you were trying
to play with yourself again, weren't you?"
"No, I..."
Two more quick slaps, a right hand followed by a left leaves my face on
fire. "Are you calling me a liar, boy? I saw you grab your poor excuse
for a dick just now, didn't I? Well, didn't I?"
"Yes, but..." Another slap makes my ears ring.
"Yes what boy?"
"I, uh, I..." Two more slaps bring tears to my eyes.
"It's 'Yes Ma'am' when you address me or any other employee here pansy.
You will learn some respect for your betters around here. Do I make my
self clear?"
"Yes Ma'am," is all I can manage through my tears, eyes downcast to the
floor, face burning with shame.
"I have to do something about you grabbing at your pathetic little
cocklette or we just can't continue," She goes to the cabinets and
brings back some black leather straps of some kind. "Hold out your
hands."
Nervously, I do.
She buckles a 2-inch wide cuff with hanging metal clips around each
wrist. They are very tight. Taps me on the shoulder.
"Kneel boy."
I do as I'm told and she buckles a three inch wide leather collar with D
rings on each side around my neck. Once it's secured, the wrist cuff
clips are snapped into the collar D rings preventing my hands from
leaving the sides of my neck.
"There, now you won't be trying to jerk off in from of me again. And
that collar will hold your head up so you won't be staring at my legs
either. You were staring at my legs before weren't you, sissy."
"Yes Ma'am."
"Of course you were you little pervert.? She giggled. ?Though I like MEN
? and you don?t qualify. Now stand up and pay attention. You were sent
here for corrective therapy and that's exactly what you're going to get.
So do as you're told, when you're told and how you're told, without
hesitation. If you are slow to comply we have ways to speed up your
response. And I can report your noncompliance to your boss. Believe me,
pansy?"
"Yes Ma'am."
"I don't think you do, yet, but you will. Oh yes, you will. I think you
need a taste right now of what will happen if you don't follow any
instruction you are given by any one on the staff here."
She goes to the cabinets again and returns with a two foot long riding
crop. "Turn around and face the wall."
I can see myself in the mirror, naked, hands bound to my neck, face red
and puffy from the slaps. I see her reflected arm come up and then
swiftly down as pain explodes across my ass. I let out a scream that I'm
sure can be heard in the waiting room. She strikes again and again
causing me to shriek with each stroke.
THWACK, THWACK, THWACK!
"Please Ma'am, I'll do what ever you tell me, just please stop, please!
I?ll be good."
I can hear the smile in her voice. "Turn around and look at me sissy
boy. Are you going to be any more trouble?"
"No Ma'am, no. I will do what ever you say, please, no more Ma'am."
"You better. Now look over your shoulder into the mirror. Look at your
sissy ass now boy. You can turn to have a look."
I do so and can see red welts criss-crossing my ass. She steps up
against me and reaches around to stroke it with her hand.
"So hot, yesssss," she hisses in my ear. "I just love making a sissy
boy's ass like yours all red and hot with my crop. Just give me any
excuse, any hint of defying me again, and you will regret it."
I can feel her body against mine as she continues to rub my butt cheeks
and I start to tremble. She chuckles as she steps away.
"Face forward, eyes straight ahead." She starts to walk around me
slowly, touching here and there. Pinching layers if skin and fat between
her fingers and pulling it away from my body before letting it snap
back. Prodding and poking all over my body, eyeing me up and down like
she was inspecting an animal. "Not a very manly body, no wonder you jerk
your little meat so much," She then changed tactics, stroking me gently
and sensuously. Pulled me into her closely. "Such a soft physique, not
much muscle tone and a fat piggy belly," She puts both hands on either
side of my ample gut and shakes it so I jiggle like a pot of Jell-O all
over.
My lower lip begins to quiver; I'm on the verge of bursting into tears.
She gives me a tender pat. "A sow's belly if I've ever seen one.
Ahahahaha. That's it, you're a simpering, sissy breeder sow, aren't you
little boy?"
"Nnnno Ma'am I'm nnot a..."
"YES, YOU ARE! Don't contradict me!" With that she slaps my belly making
it rebound and leaving a red hand print. Going to a cabinet, she returns
with a narrow roll of medical tape. Pulling off a 6 inch piece, she
secures one end on the underside of my nose. Lifting the other end up,
pulling my nose with it, she tapes it to my forehead. "There you go, a
piggy snout to match a sow's belly. All it needs now is a ring through
the septum to complete the look. Maybe later, if you?re good," she
chuckles.
Stepping around behind me she repeats the two handed jiggle test on my
ass cheeks. "Look at those sow cheeks shake! I'll bet they make a good
cushion when you're being fucked?."
A sharp swat from her hand on my already red ass makes me jump. She
takes a black marking pen from her pocket and writes above my ass, then
on each cheek, in three inch tall block letters. SISSY, SOW, CHEEKS.
"There, now there won't be any question." Putting away the pen, she
moves around to my front.
"Hmmmmm, no, no, this will never do." She grabs a tuft of my sparse
pubic hair and pulls at it. "All this hair will have to go. I've got to
be able to see every inch of you for a proper evaluation. You don't have
very much to start with anyway do you. Only big boys and girls have hair
anyway. And look at these tits of yours! Aren?t you ashamed? Hmmmm, they
look like little girl tits, so plump," She grabs a big handful of my
chest and squeezes out a mound of flesh. "Yes, a little girls tits, are
you taking hormones to get these titties sissy boy? I'll bet they are a
B cup at least. That could explain that tiny little clit of a dick and
little boy balls you've got too."
"NNNo... Ma'am, they have always been like this."
"Natural huh? We might be able to develop them a little. These nipples
need some work too, to bring them out. They should be sticking out a
good 3/4 of an inch to make those miniscule tits of yours look more
realistic!" She releases my chest and pinches each nipple, hard, pulling
them out as far as they will go, rotating them.
I moan at the rough treatment that she is giving my nipples. "We will
have to make them more sensitive too, till you pant and get wet when
they are played with. Turn them into real sissy nipples. Sow's teats.
Maybe even have them tattooed a slutty red so they always look excited.
And rings for sure"
She releases my nipples. Now swollen and erect, they stand out from my
expanding blood filled aureoles.
"Let's see how that would look," She produces a red marker and paints my
nipples and aureoles till they are bright red. "Perfect... for a slut.
They need nice fat rings with bells on them to match your nose ring too
I think. Ahahahaha." Her evil laughter cuts into me like a knife.
"Open wide!" she orders, grabbing my cheeks.
I open my mouth for her inspection.
"Wider! Like your going to suck something long and round. You're used to
that aren't you sissy? A big real cock maybe? You've been on your knees
before plenty of times haven't you? Well, haven't you little sissy boy?
Sucked a lot of cocks with your pretty lips and mouth haven't you?
You've got cock-sucker lips for sure, big and puffy. But not as puffy as
after a night of sucking and mouth fucking. Right sissy boy? Maybe some
collagen injections to give you a permanent just-fucked-in-the-mouth
look. Like that idea, do you?"
I'm totally humiliated and can't say a thing.
She runs her fingers over my lips causing me to salivate and quiver. "A
nice wet pussy-mouth," She begins to explore the inside of my mouth with
her fingers. Feeling my tongue and the insides of my cheeks. Her fingers
probe the opening of my throat till I begin to gag and retch. "I'll bet
your boyfriends love it when you gag around their cocks."
She continued. "Seal your lips around my fingers and suck just like they
are a hard prick." Obediently, I lave the under side of her fingers with
my tongue and alternate suction pressure. She giggles happily. "Just
like a wanton hungry whore's mouth. Are you a whore? Or just a
cocksucker for nothing?"
I can't answer with her fingers in my mouth but blush furiously. How did
she know I loved to give blow jobs to dominant men when my lustful urges
became unbearable? On my knees, submissive, gazing up into their eyes as
I slavishly worship their superior manhood.
At the peep show glory holes or park rest rooms I frequent. There to be
used as a cum slut whore. But my only compensation is their spurting
juice, not money. Wearing skimpy, tight pastel panties for a smoothed,
feminine crotch and quarter cup bra. Pants around my ankles, t-shirt
lifted up behind my head, kneeling on the sticky floor, little sissy
titties thrust out, nipples hard and exposed.
My eyes open so I can imagine a cock fucking my face. Watching as a male
face contorts in pleasure, nearing orgasm. Mouth open and awaiting the
squirt from his cock... his eyes boring in to me as he shoots... maybe
other guys watching my shame and excitement... jerking their own meat...
stepping up to take their turn at the willing sissy cum dump... squirt
after squirt of hot man juice in my mouth, covering my face and chest
like a bukkake target.
"I'll bet it makes them cum feeling your throat pulsating around their
cocks," She pushes her small fist all the way into my mouth and fingers
down my throat, ignoring my convulsive gagging and choking. "Oh, that
feels nice. Your throat is rippling against my fingers. That would sure
make me cum if I had a cock down your deep cunt of a throat. Cum right
in your mouth and make you drink it down. Or maybe pull out and shoot
all over your face. I'll bet you would love to have your man cum on your
face and leave it there for all to see. Marked as his little faggot
sissy boy. Make you hold his filled condom in your mouth with the open
end hanging and dripping outside your lips. Sissy Juicy Fruit. Bahahaha.
That would be a sight."
Pulling her hand out of my mouth, her fingers are covered in thick
coating of slimy drool. She wipes it on my face and says, "You'll learn
to take it deep without so much gagging but just enough to provide
stimulation all around a hard cock. They?ll love the swallowing motions
you?ll make with your pussy throat" Despite all of her rough handling
and humiliation, I've got a hard on and starting to drip. She senses
this and laughs. "Oh look, the little sissy sow is getting a woody. Cute
little thing, all four inches... tsk tsk."
She reaches for my cock and holds it between her thumb and forefinger.
Using the red marker, she colors the head of my throbbing dick. "There,
very pretty. A dinky widdle dicky all prettied up and no place to go.
Hehehehe."
She goes to the phone and makes a call. "Send up a couple of aids to
examination room 1. I've got a prep job for them. Yes, body shave,
cleaning inside and out. 20 minutes? Okay, I'll be at my desk."
She hangs up the phone and goes to the cabinets again. A chain leash is
in her hand as she comes over to me and clips it to my collar. "Come
with me pansy I can't be waiting in here with you when I have work to do
at my desk."
"Bbbut Ma'am... I'm naked!"
"So you are. Hmmmm. Put this on, it's all we have as a gown."
She goes to the cabinet and gets a pink, nylon, shear, short baby-doll
like nighty. It has white ruffles around the scoop neck running down the
open front and around the bottom edge and around the wide arm holes. She
slips it over my head and I see that it is completely see through, and
so short that my ass is only covered a quarter of the way, not to
mention that the front is open so it doesn't cover my hard little dick
at all. My arms being underneath the garment, clipped to the stiff wide
collar, the front gap is spread wide, held only at the plunging neck
line.
I am lead out to the waiting room, nearly naked, ass striped and welted
from the cropping and labeled with those humiliating words. Nipples
bright red and hurting, my painted dick sticking out fully exposed and
dripping, throbbing with every pounding heart beat. Nose tape up into a
pig's snout. Face ablaze from slaps and shame. She leads me over to the
coat rack right by the women still waiting there and hangs the leash on
the topmost hook.
"Just wait there and behave yourself till the aids come. You will go
with them and do exactly as they say... am I clear?"
"Yes, ma'am," is all I can say. The women and girls are staring and
giggling. I have to keep my head up because of the collar or I would be
looking only at the ground... what more is in store for me????
The end?
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