"Miss Stewart? Come this way."

She got up off the chair and followed the nurse down a hallway to a closed door. The nurse pressed a buzzer and the door opened. There was another hallway behind the door. Laurie followed the nurse down it to a large steel door. Again the nurse buzzed, glancing up as she did. Laurie looked up too and saw a camera there. The door opened and she followed the nurse through.

They continued through several more locked doors until the nurse led Laurie to a final door, there she was turned over to another nurse, this one big and square jawed, with a cigar between her lips. She glared at Laurie, as if she were dirt, then pulled her into a small bare room. There were no windows in the room. All four walls held cabinets and counters. There was a shower in one corner and an examination table in the middle.

"Take off your clothes." The nurse said.

Laurie had no shame about her body. She shrugged and slid off her sweater, then pulled her t-shirt up and tossed it onto a chair with the sweater. She skimmed off her jeans, then kicked her shoes and socks away to stand there in bra and panties.

Those followed soon after and she stood there in the nude, shivering a little in the cold air. The nurse moved over against one wall and Laurie followed.

"Stand against the wall." the nurse said.

"Arms at your side, back straight." The woman ordered.

She moved behind a camera on a tripod and fiddled with it. She turned on a bright light and played with the camera again. Then there were a series of clicks from the camera.

"Turn to your right."

Laurie did and there were more clicks.

"Turn to your right. Face the wall."

Again there were more clicks. Laurie wondered irreverently, whether she'd wind up in a porno magazine. And why not, she thought. She had a nice body, a lot of guys thought she was pretty close to a ten. She was almost five and a half feet tall, her body sun bronzed and firm, a trifle thin, but lush nevertheless.

Her breasts were high and round and overly large for her slender body, with two little pink nipples that grew to hard, inch long points when she was excited, which was often. Her long brown hair, hung around her head, flowed past her shoulders and half covered her back. It was thick and silky and guys loved to run their fingers through it, or jerk off with it wrapped around their cocks.

After the pictures, the nurse took a blood sample, then a urine sample, then ordered Laurie under the shower.

The shower had two walls but no door. Laurie got under and was deluged with water. Then the water stopped.

"Come out here."

She stepped out, dripping wet, and the nurse turned her around and began rubbing soap on her back.

"I can wash myself." she protested, starting to get a little surprised.

"You do as you're told and nothing else." The woman said, continuing to scrub her back.

Then her hands applied soap to Laurie's head, then sides. She turned Laurie around and began to scrub her chest. Her big hands moved carelessly over Laurie's breasts, mashing and compressing the malleable meat as she scrubbed them up.

It was an indication of just how much of a nympho Laurie was that she began to get excited. The nurse was easily twenty five years older than her and very very far from being attractive. She was about six feet tall and probably weighed two hundred pounds. Her hair was short and drawn back in a tight bun. Her actions were entirely clinical without any kind of sexual nature.

Still, Laurie's breasts swelled up like they'd been pumped with air. Her nipples hardened and pushed out into the woman's hands and her pussy began to burn with hunger. The nurse ignored all of it, scrubbing her soapy hands down over Laurie's belly and then twisting her around and scrubbing up her bottom.

Laurie slid her legs apart, bending slightly forward to push her bottom out at the nurse, hoping the woman would scrub especially hard at her pussy mound.

"Spread your legs further." the woman ordered.

Laurie smiled to herself and spread her legs well apart, leaning even further forward.

Then the woman's knee slammed up into her mound with savage force, actually throwing Laurie a few inches into the air before she came crashing forward onto her belly on the floor. Nausea and pain gripped her body as she clutched at her pussy mound and moaned sickly.

The nurse said nothing, acting like nothing unusual had happened. She gripped Laurie's foot and raised it, soaping it up and then soaping down over her ankle and down the length of her leg until she was squatting next to the gasping girl and soaping up her thighs and buttocks.

She grabbed Laurie's other foot and roughly twisted her around so she was lying on her other side. Then she soaped that up and soaped up her leg to her other thigh. She grabbed Laurie's arm and dragged her erect, but Laurie's rubbery legs wouldn't support her.

The nurse dropped the girl across a table, kicking her legs apart, then began to soap up her pussy and between her buttocks, rubbing the soap bar deep between the cleft of the teenager's pussy crack.

For once Laurie was in no position to respond sexually to someone's hand in her crotch. Nausea still gripped her. The nurse finished soaping her and grabbed her by the upper arms, turning her around and shoving her up further on the table. Then she pulled out a razor and began to shave Laurie's short, brown pussy hair off.

She shaved very carefully, cutting away all trace of the girl's crinkly little pubic hairs, and leaving her pussy puffy and red and bald as the day she'd been born. Then she dragged her off the table and marched her into the shower. The water came on and poured down around the girl as she stood there clutching her belly and looking fearfully at the stone faced nurse.

When the soap had been washed off, the nurse led the bedraggled young woman down the hall, still naked and wet, to another room. She left her there for a few minutes, until a man showed up. He read from a chart or something as he gazed at Laurie.

"Miss Stewart." he said.

Laurie said nothing, glancing down at her bald pussy, a little embarrassed now since her slit was so clearly visible.

"Miss Stewart." he said again. "I am doctor Evans. You are here because your behaviour is considered in many respects to be self destructive. We are going to attempt to correct that behaviour here. We will start with a series of tests to determine just how bad your case is."

There was a wide table in the middle of the room and Laurie climbed up on top of it. The nurse came back then and Laurie was ordered to spreadeagle herself on the table. Then the nurse and doctor strapped her ankles and wrists to the four corners.

Little round monitoring devices were attached to her body, one on either side of her head, one above her heart, one on her throat, and one on each of her breasts. The doctor then took a thin metal tube, almost like a metal pencil, and inserted it gently into her pussy.

"Nurse, we're ready to begin." he said.

The nurse stood next to the table while the doctor looked at several machines that showed the output from the sensors. Laurie was afraid of pain. Instead, the nurse began to gently caress Laurie's breasts.

Laurie gulped fearfully, but the nurse caused no pain, only continuing to caress her breasts. Laurie began to get excited. She liked being tied naked like this, spreadeagled before these people. Her breasts swelled and hardened, her nipples became erect once again.

"Most interesting." the doctor said. The level of vaginal secretions is amazing. Her heart rate and pulse have shot up very fast. Proceed to level two."

The nurse slid her hands down between Laurie's legs and pried her pussy lips apart, then she began to rub her fingers over Laurie's clit. It was hardly an intimate, loving caress, much more a cold, efficient, businesslike stroking.

Laurie's hips bucked up off the table and she came. Her body arched and her limbs pulled at the bonds holding her in place. Her head thrashed from side to side and her pussy spasmed and pulsed with furious sexual explosions.

"Most interesting." Evans said, after she had finally calmed down.

"The duration of the orgasmic peak was almost thirty four seconds. The sensitivity of the clitoris seems at least nine point two over the optimum. Try the visual stimulation."

The nurse turned on a TV and Laurie gazed over to see a man fucking a woman. They were in doggie position and the camera was at their sides, showing the full length of the man's prick as it slid back and forth. Laurie's pussy heated up again. Her hands pulled reflexively at the straps, trying to slide down onto her own pussy.

She watched as the action heated up on the screen. The man was pounding into the woman, her buttocks crushed and flattened by his hard humping. The woman began groaning and squealing in pleasure, ramming her pussy back onto the rutting cock behind her.

Laurie whimpered involuntarily, her hands again fighting to get down to her pussy. Her pussy was burning with need, her thighs quivering and twitching. Her breasts were hard against her skin, her nipples pointing straight up and hard as little rocks.

Her body jerked, her hips grinding upward as if to push her pussy onto a descending cock. The burning in her pussy continued but could not go higher. She pulled again at her bonds. She panted and whimpered, then turned to gaze at the nurse, who looked back impassively.

"All right." The doctor said.

The nurse looked resentfully at Laurie, then she moved her left fist down against Laurie's pussy mound and ground her knuckles into the girl's pussy. Laurie groaned and humped up at her, fucking her pussy at the woman's fist as the knuckles crushed and mashed against her pulpy flesh.

She came again, bucking and bouncing her bottom off the table as she grunted in pleasure. Flaring explosions of sexual energy flashed through her body as her pussy spasmed again and again. Her entire frame rocked and pulled desperately at the bonds holding it in place, until the orgasm finally passed.

"Yes, most interesting. A good case." Doctor Evans said. "We'll start tomorrow morning. Take her to her cell."

Cell?

She'd thought he meant room until the nurse, whose name she still didn't know, led her to a small steel door and opened it. The room behind the door was only about seven feet wide and about the same long. Its only furnishing was a steel hospital bed.

The nurse ordered Laurie to lie on her back on the bed, then she strapped her wrists to the steel frame above her and strapped her ankles to opposite corners of the bed's foot. She was in much the same position as she'd been on the table.

"Hey." she complained. "How long am I going to be tied like this?"

"All night."

"All night? Why?" she demanded.

"So you don't play with yourself, you little slut."

The nurse slammed the door and Laurie was left alone in the dark. There was not even a sheet over her, as if they feared the contact with her body might induce pleasure.

The next morning, she didn't know what time it was, the nurse came and got her again. She hadn't had much sleep. Her pussy was burning from unfulfilled sexual desire and she wasn't being allowed to satisfy it.

As soon as the nurse unstrapped her from the bed, Laurie had tried to rub surreptitiously at her pussy, only to have her hands jerked away by the woman.

"I'll tie them behind you if you try that again." She snapped.

"Don't I get any clothes?" Laurie whined.

"No. You get nothing. Now move your skinny ass."

The nurse shoved her down the corridor until she came to another examination room. Evans was waiting there. he and the nurse strapped her down to another table, this one a little lower than the others.

It was padded and after again she was bound spreadeagled.

The tendons and muscles in her thighs were aching and straining from her legs wide split. The nurse looked on and seemed to sneer at the teenager as Laurie panted from the pain.

The doctor wheeled a machine up to the bottom of the table. It was a boxy looking machine with a long, thick metal tube protruding from the middle. The doctor pushed a button and the tube hissed outward. He and the nurse arranged the machine so the tube was pointing straight at Laurie's pussy slit.

Then he pushed the button again and the tube retracted. Evens took what looked like a rubber sheath and slid it over the end of the tube, then pushed the button again to make the tube hiss forward until the end was actually pressing against Laurie's pussy.

It looked like a giant dildo or something, which, as it turned out, was about what it was. The tube hissed slowly forward, pushing harder and harder against her sex lips, forcing them inward and then back as the tube moved into her body. She felt her insides heating up again and quivered slightly.

The nurse placed a round cup-like device over Laurie's left breast, then twisted a key on the side. Laurie felt suction being applied to her breast. The cup, the suction cup, or whatever it was, gripped her breast firmly. A second cup was placed over her other breast, then both were attached by wires to another machine.

Laurie was humping against the tube, though her movements were restricted with her legs tightly tied to the table's corners. Then the tube thrust forward a half foot. She let out a cry and came, her hips bucking and grinding on the end of the tube.

Suddenly, intense pain exploded in her pussy and breasts, competing with the orgiastic bliss coming from her orgasm. She shrieked and jerked and twisted, pulling desperately at her bonds, in a confused maelstrom as her body convulsed with both pleasure and pain.

Her limbs shook and the hair on her body stood on end as the pain rode over the pleasure and left her a twitching, trembling mass of frazzled nerve endings.

"Excellent." Evans said.

Laurie's breasts burned with pain, pain coming from crackling jolts of electricity. She cried in shock and pulled desperately but could not break herself free from her bonds. The cups held fast to her breasts, continuing to shoot high voltage power into the throbbing breast meat. The tube in her sex was another source of agony, sending lashing waves of pain into her quaking belly.

She lay there trembling as the pain eased. Its memory kept her shaking and twitching for long minutes. Evan's stood next to her, smiling happily.

"As you can see, the orgasm was quickly halted."

"Yes, yes, but that means nothing. Pain will affect many responses. It is the psychological, more than the physiological we are concerned with."

There was another man there, standing on the other side of the table and gazing down at the pole buried deep in her pussy.

"But that's just the point, you see, Doctor Misk. The body's responses are learned. When it learns that orgasm brings pain, it will no longer orgasm."

"I think drug therapy would be more effective."

"We are just beginning with this first test." Evans said.

"After a few days, I'm certain her responses will be suppressed."

"We shall see, doctor."

The two doctors left the room, still talking about her as if she weren't there. Only the nurse remained. She came over to the machines and pushed a button on the one at the base of her little table. The thick tube began to withdraw, then it pushed back. The nurse played with the speed and depth of the rod until it was fucking smoothing back and forth in Laurie's pussy sheath.

Then the nurse stood back and watched, a smug grin on her face as she watched the lovely young girl getting fucked by the machine.

"Every time the sensors detect an orgasm, electrical charges will be sent through the probe and through the breast cups." The nurse said. "The more expansive the orgasm, the greater the strength of the electrical charge. You will learn that there is more to life than physical pleasure."

Her voice was a deep, nasty sneer, obviously filled with hatred. Laurie whimpered in fear as she gazed up at the woman, then turned her eyes to the big round cups covering her breasts and the round pole pumping into her belly.

She tried to ignore the feelings of pleasure the pumping rod sent into her belly, but the rubber sheath was covered in little bumps and was grinding back and forth between her sensitive sex lips as the rod chuffed in and out. The sucking contact of the cups on her breasts pulled on her sensitive skin and nipples every time she breathed or moved in any way.

She whimpered again as she felt herself building up to an orgasm. Her fear tried to push aside the sexual response of her body, but could only delay the onset of the physical reaction to the rod's hard pumping.

She came. Orgasmic bliss roaring through her body, as her pussy spasmed around the pumping rod. She bucked her bottom on the table, her head thrashing as the ecstasy washed over her. Then the first jolt of electricity blasted into her pussy.

She howled in agony, her pussy burning up as shock after shock blasted into her. More shocks lashed her swollen breasts as the cups sent out their own powerful electric current. She screamed as loudly as she ever had, her shrieks ringing against the walls.

The nurse smiled as she watched, making no effort to ease the girl's agony, seeming to take amusement, if not outright pleasure in Laurie's torment.

The rod kept pumping into her. Her orgasm disappeared and the electricity cut out. She twitched and jerked and trembled for long minutes afterwards, but then, as the memory of pain slid away from her body it began to once again respond to the pumping rod that was sliding between her sex lips.

She came again, and again the agony descended, her body quivering and thrashing and shaking under the dual onslaught, her screams echoing against the walls. Again she came, again the agony tore into her body, a hot, biting pain that chewed its way deep into her belly and tore apart her mind.

Her nerve endings were frazzled and tortured, her entire nervous system on the verge of collapse as orgasm followed orgasm and agony ensued. Her body was soaking with sweat, her hair a tangled mass of stringy tresses plastered wetly to her head.

The muscles moved beneath her skin, her taut body straining against the bonds on her wrists and ankles. The long tube continued to plunge back and forth in her sex hole. The nurse moved over to the machine, but any hope Laurie might have had that she would stop its pumping motion was dashed when the tube began to thrust even deeper into Laurie's pussy.

The end of the metal tube punched against Laurie's cervix, making her grunt with pain even when the electric shocks weren't biting into her. The thing sped up as well, pistoning into her with a machine-like precision, in and out, in and out, in and out.

Her pussy muscles spasmed and contracted, biting and sucking at the hard tube as it pumped into her. Her clitty rippled with energy and sparkled with pleasure from the constant sawing of the rubber tube. She groaned in misery as she felt her body heaving upwards again, felt her sex begin to crackle with sexual pleasure.

Then she came again, the orgasm immensely powerful, making her body thrash and shake against her bonds. Her heels bounced on the table as the pleasure blasted through her. Her teeth ground together and her head flew back, rolling on the table.

The pain ripped into her sex. Intense agony rippled along her spine, spreading outward to every part of her quivering body until she was engulfed in a firestorm of churning electrical energy. She wailed and howled and screamed in helpless torment.

And the nurse smiled broadly, chuckling in deep satisfaction.