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treatment," she said huskily, slipping
her fingers from the girl's wet crack.
    "I think we'd
better use the restraints," Larry suggested, nodding towards
several lengths of rope hanging from a hook on the wall. "Leave the
candle in place, it will give her muscles something to grip on and
prevent lockcunt."
    "Yes, doctor,"
Brigit murmured, helping Jessica to roll over onto her stomach.
Gazing longingly at the girl's smooth, taut buttocks, she smiled.
"I'm going to place this pillow beneath your hips to raise your
bottom."
    "The treatment
won't hurt, will it?" Jessica asked, lifting her middle as Brigit
pushed a pillow beneath her naked body.
    "No, it won't
hurt," Larry reassured her, binding her ankles to the legs of the
couch with rope. "The restraints are simply to prevent your arms
and legs thrashing about during your convulsions."
    "Convulsions?"
the girl echoed fearfully as Larry spreadeagled her arms and
secured her wrists.
    "Well, not
convulsions, exactly," he smiled. "I'm tying you down to prevent
spurious muscle spasms from hurting you. Right, Brigit - the
posterior implement, please!"
    Passing Larry
a long, thin bamboo cane, Brigit slipped her hand between Jessica's
thighs and checked the candle, easing it deeper into the tethered
girl's tight cunt. "She's ready, doctor," she smiled, standing back
as Larry raised the cane above his head and brought it down with a
loud crack across his prisoner's tensed buttocks. Her wails
reverberating around the bondage room as Larry brought the cane
down again, Jessica tugged on the ropes, desperately trying to
escape the merciless thrashing.
    "Please,
stop!" she screamed as the cane struck her crimson bottom-orbs
again. "Argh! No! You said it wouldn't hurt! Please..."
    "This has to
be done!" Larry cried, bringing the cane down again with a
deafening crack.
    "Ah, ah!
Please, stop! This isn't helping me!"
    "It is!" Larry
breathed. "This is Professor Flagellant's revolutionary
treatment!"
    Continuing the
ruthless caning, Larry grinned as the cunny-wet candle shot out of
the girl's spasming cunt and lay between her twitching thighs. "Do
you feel comfortable with your naked body?" he panted, striking her
scarlet buttocks again.
    "Of course I
don't! Please, stop now!"
    "Another
half-dozen or so should do it!"
    The pink weals
fanning out across her twitching buttocks as the cane repeatedly
struck her bottom-orbs, Jessica's naked body shook violently. Her
vaginal juices decanting, pooling on the couch, she cried out
again, begging for mercy as Monica Moodie hammered on the door.
    "What's going
on in there? Doctor Lickman! Doctor Lickman, what are you doing?
Who's that screaming?"
    "Nothing to
concern yourself with, Monica!" the demonic therapist called,
discarding the cane and hurriedly releasing his victim. "Go and do
some filing!"
    "Who's in
there with you?"
    "Er... no one, only me!" And the
Devil!
    Bursting into
the room, Monica gasped, gazing at Jessica's burning buttocks, her
shaved pussy lips, as the girl rolled onto her back. "What have you
done to her?" she cried, horrified by the lewd scene. "What have
you done to the poor girl?"
    "I thought the
door was locked!" Brigit gasped. "I'm sorry, I..."
    "Everything's
in order, Monica," Larry grinned sheepishly, helping Jessica off
the couch. "How was your dental appointment? No extractions, I
hope. Your tongue's obviously still in working order."
    "This is most
unethical!" Monica bellowed. "I didn't know that you had an
examination room! My God, you've tortured the poor girl!"
    "Tortured her?
You weren't tortured were you, Jessica?" Larry asked the whimpering
girl. "Do you feel tortured?"
    "You caned me!
You tied me down and thrashed me!"
    "That wasn't
torture, it was Professor Flagellant's treatment. I saved you from
lockcunt, from vaginal rigor mortis!"
    "Vaginal
what?" Monica boomed, glaring at Larry as Brigit slipped unnoticed
from the room.
    "Rigor mortis
of the vagina," Larry enlightened the shocked woman.
    "There's no
such