Dr. April Meadows was very
surprised by the invitation to meet with Dr. Jarvis Milner; especially
considering her license had recently been suspended. She had been a researcher
studying mental processes for a large federal contractor who was tasked with
finding a more effective way to interrogate people. Unfortunately for Dr.
Meadows, she chose to experiment on her own girlfriend in secret and was caught
when Dolly had an adverse reaction that left her nearly comatose. That error in
judgment cost April her job and her license, and over the weeks that followed
she began to despair that her future appeared bleak at best.
That was why this
invitation for a meeting was so surprising. But the fact that Dolly had been
committed to Dr. Milner’s mental hospital was the main reason for his appeal to
meet with her. April knew his reputation was that of a maverick in his own
right, but his early successes with helping people get over very traumatic
experiences led to him opening his private facility. He had faded from the
limelight over the last few years, but his institution was a place that many
people still came to when conventional methods failed to help them come to
terms with a traumatic experience.
As she drove to the meeting
at the hospital, which was situated on a secluded tract of land in the
countryside, she hoped that he had made progress with Dolly. She was April’s
assistant before they became intimate, and despite their age difference, April
was in love with her. Dr. Meadows was forty-two years old, while Dolly was half
her age, but that hardly bothered April anymore. Though she was over forty, her
blonde hair, blue eyes, and svelte figure made her appear much younger. Dolly
was a busty redhead who initially expressed her attraction to April, and the
two developed a mutual bond. It was so strong that Dolly actually
begged April to test her treatment on her, as she was so captivated by
her lover that she was willing to do anything for her.
As she entered the grounds
of the asylum April felt nervous, not sure if she was about to be castigated
once again for what she did. Her fears were warranted
and she was heading for even more trouble, as April was about to be inducted
into a modified version of the very experiment she had developed. After
entering the main building and being escorted to Dr. Milner’s office, she
noticed that the girl who was in front of her seemed almost too accommodating.
She was dressed in a very tight, old style white nurse’s uniform. The high-heeled
white pumps that clicked on the floor as she walked in front of her seemed out
of place too.
They soon reached Dr.
Milner’s office and the nurse led her in, but he was not there. She offered a
chair to April, and once she was seated, the nurse excused herself and told her
that the doctor would be with her soon. As she waited April was worried that he
would tell her that Dolly was beyond his ability to cure, but she was about to
find that she was here for a very different reason. Dr. Milner was about to give
her a new perspective, and would send her onto a strange voyage, one that she
would never have considered acceptable prior to her fall from favor. But Dr.
Milner saw a kindred spirit that could help him achieve his real goals. He
planned to convince her that she had to enlist with him, but with a set of
conditions that would overwhelmingly alter April’s place in the world.
Chapter 1: Relegated To His Care
When the door to the office
opened after a few minutes, April turned to see Dr. Milner enter the room. She
stood up and extended her hand to shake his. Once their hands were clenched, he
said, “Dr. April Meadows, it is a pleasure to meet you.”
Dr. Milner, I am honored to meet you.” April replied. She had seen
pictures of him, but they did not do him justice. He was staggeringly tall,
well over six feet, which made her five foot six inch
height seem slight in comparison.
As he pulled his hand back,
he said, “Please sit, I am sure you are wondering how Dolly is doing.”
“Yes doctor, has there been
“She has shown significant
improvement, which is why I have asked you to come here. Since she came out of
her catatonic state she has expressed a strong desire to see you,” he answered,
as he took his seat behind the desk.
“She is lucid?”
“Completely, but I do
believe she may have changed somewhat since you last saw her, I mean before the
incident that sent her here.”
“How so?” April asked, now
concerned that she had damaged Dolly in some terrible way.
“When she first came to and
spoke to me, Dolly asked where her Mistress was. Of course
I had to ask what she meant and she told me you were her Mistress. Is that
true? Or is it just a side effect of the treatment you tested on her?”
His comment left April
stunned, mainly because it was true. Dolly was her submissive and she was her
Mistress. That was why Dolly had begged her to try the treatment she had
designed on her. It was formulated to reduce inhibitions; a method April
determined would make it possible to extract information from someone. But
Dolly wanted to try it to shed her lingering reticence about the kinky games
April liked to play with her. As she stared at Dr. Milner she was confronted
with a dilemma that troubled her, admitting her sexually dominant nature was a
secret she had always kept between herself and her submissive lovers.
As he stared at her waiting
for an answer April realized she had to tell him, so she said, “It is not a
side effect, she was my submissive lover.”
“Ahhhh, that is very
encouraging, I was concerned that she might be delusional. Now tell me about
your fetish, I think it will help me to design a better therapy for Dolly,” Dr.
Milner said, and his tone of voice did not indicate that he was bothered at all
by her revelation.
April was somewhat confused
and also anxious; she did not want to explain the kind
of games she played in private. But Dr. Milner was looking at her with an odd
smile, as if he was eager to hear what her particular kinks
were. April squirmed a bit in her chair, not sure what to do.
Since her mouth was parched
and she wanted to buy some time, she said, “Forgive me doctor, but my mouth is
rather dry, could I please get a glass of water?”
“Certainly,” he said,
before pressing a button on his desk phone, and saying, “Amy, could you bring
in some bottle water for my guest?”
“Yes doctor,” came a thin
piping voice from the phone’s speaker.
After that, he looked at
April and said, “I am sure you have misgivings about revealing your private
life to me Dr. Meadows, but I can assure you that I do not have any intention
of judging you. I have similar inclinations, but this is about Dolly and what
she will need to fully recover. So please tell me about your relationship.”
The small suggestion in the
middle of his statement caught April by surprise and she wondered if it meant
that he was also a dominant. But she also knew that he had her boxed into a
corner, the cat was already out of the bag and her delay tactic did nothing to
help her to formulate any answer other than the truth. So
April thought about how she could lay it out, and she chose a clinical
“I was her dominant and
used bondage and some corporal discipline as foreplay in our sexual encounters.
I knew I was twice her age, and not to play down my part in our relationship,
she did her best to show me she was both attracted to me and had a distinctly
submissive side,” she answered nervously.
“Was it your idea to try
your treatment on her? I know all about it, as I was given a full reporting of
what happened to her.”
“No, I told her that I was
working on it and she begged me to test it on her. Allowing myself to be
convinced by her will always be my greatest regret.”
“Because you care about her
or because of all it cost you?”
Before she could answer a
girl came in carrying a tray with a bottle of water on it, which she brought
over to April. The doctor thanked her and she trotted
off. April, once again, noticed this other girl was wearing a form fitting
nurse outfit and high-heels. She also looked far too young to be a nurse, but
she said nothing and just took a mouthful of the water. It was flavored with a
hint of orange and it felt refreshing.
Once the door closed, April
said, “I care about her deeply, so that is the main reason, but what it cost me
is also hard to accept,” she answered before taking another drink from the
“Perhaps I can help you
redeem yourself, as I believe your experiment has promise, but not in the
context you envisioned,” he answered.
“I don’t understand, I
thought my work was banned after the incident.”
“It has been, but in order to treat Dolly I was given your research. I found
the flaw in it and unlocked what it can really do. But before we discuss my
findings, we must address your failure as both a doctor and a Mistress. Both
positions demand that you do no harm, yet that was what you did to Dolly. Are
you willing to commit yourself to learning from that mistake and making it up
“Of course, what can I do?”
she asked. Then she took another swig from her water bottle, her mouth becoming
dry again shortly after her last drink from it.
“I have been considering a
therapy that would include your participation. In order for
Dolly to recover and come to terms with the side effects of your treatment, I
believe your presence will make it easier for her to accept.”
“What side effects?” She
asked, and then she took another long drink from the bottle, nearly draining it
all this time.
“She has been in a constant
state of sexual arousal since she came out of her stupor, so much so, that we
have to keep her restrained so she can’t play with
“Oh my God!” April
exclaimed. Suddenly her mind started spinning, the feeling of guilt washing
over her thinking that she had done something horrible. But there was another
sensation she felt, her body growing warm and relaxed, as if she was melting
into the chair.
“Are you all right Dr.
Meadows? You look a little pale, I am sorry if this news is upsetting.”
“What have I done? I am a
monster!” April cried out, but her voice sounded dull and not as distressed as
her words implied.
“Some might think so my
dear, but not me. Now tell me Dr. Meadows, how are you feeling…physically?”
“What?” she asked, sounding
confused for a moment. But then she asked, “Was something in the water?” her
mind grasping that something was affecting her.
“Very astute of you April,
and the answer is yes there was, my modified version of your serum to be
“But…but it hurt Dolly,”
she answered, suddenly having a hard time articulating the words in her head.
“I have corrected your
errors doctor, and now it will just help you to understand why you belong here
along with Dolly.” She looked like she wanted to answer, so he paused and
waited, but nothing came out of her mouth.
“Don’t worry, in a little
while the initial effect will subside and you will be
able to speak again, but for now just listen. What you do not know is that the
authorities were preparing to bring charges against you, until I convinced them
otherwise. I told them that I could get you to voluntarily commit yourself to
my asylum and that you needed medical care rather than incarceration. I have
all the paperwork ready and now I am sure you will be happy to sign them.”
She stared at him blankly,
but his message was loud and clear, he intended to have her committed for
psychiatric care. She felt no desire to resist what he just said, and it dawned
on her that her modified formula had to have something to do with it. She had
designed it to release inhibitions and her placid acceptance of what he was
telling her seemed to confirm it was working.
But he kept talking, and
she felt obligated to listen, “You have a brilliant mind, but apparently a lack
of self control. That is bad for both a doctor and a dominant, but I have a
plan to help you learn how to manage your self-discipline. Before you can help
me with Dolly, you will need some special therapy of your own. If you
understand what I am saying you will say, ‘yes sir.’ Now give it a try.”
“Yes sir,” she responded
slowly, not because she hesitated, but because she felt so sluggish. She
thought that whatever he gave her was working very well; she could only respond
to what he said.
“There you go, now you will
stand up,” he said.
She had felt disconnected
from her body, but when he told her to stand up she was surprised that she
could, slowly rising to her feet. But it felt so strange, she could do nothing
more than what he told her, as she stood there looking at him with a look of
surprise in her eyes.
“Excellent April, now step
up to the desk and pick up the pen,” he said, placing one at the front edge of
his desk. As she slowly stepped forward and picked it up, he also said, “Now
sign your name right here,” as he slid a document toward her and pointed to the
line where he wanted her signature. After she signed her name he told her to put
the pen down and come around the desk. She walked around to where he indicated,
standing in front of his chair, which he had turned to face her.
“You are officially
committed to my care now April, so please remove your clothes so we can start
Part of April wanted to
defy that order, but his influence over her was too strong. She was wearing a
short sleeve dress that was demure and professional, but once she reached
behind her back and unzipped it, she revealed the sexy lingerie that was hidden
under it as it fell to the floor. Her generous breasts had been concealed
behind the dress, but the sheer bra she was wearing did not hide her hefty 38D
cups and the large engorged nipples perched on top of them. Her thong was
nearly transparent too, revealing her freshly shaven pussy through the gossamer
“You are quite exceptional
looking, now take off the underwear, but leave on the pumps and stockings,” he
said, since she had paused after removing her dress.
She removed her bra and
panties, kicking it all aside when the told her to do it. Then he had her bend
over the desk, as he re-positioned the chair right between her legs. He had her
spread her feet a few feet apart and then stared at her exposed sex and anus.
He reached over and stroked the lips of her pussy, making her shiver, but also
revealing the excessive moisture she was now producing.
“It appears that the other
side effect of the treatment is still evident. Are you feeling sexually aroused
“Yes sir,” she admitted,
not sure what to make of this whole situation. She should have been terrified
that she was in such a demeaning and revealing position with a strange man
staring at her bare sex, but all it really did was make her realize that she
was getting very horny. She was feeling less sluggish, but she was still unable
to act on her own, her body and mind seemingly obedient only to his commands.
“Would you like me to fuck
you April?” he asked, very pleased to see how well she was responding already.
“Yes sir,” she confessed
again, unable to deny the fact that she suddenly wanted to feel his cock inside
her. What made that strange was the fact that she had sworn off men years ago
and considered herself a lesbian these days. But hearing him offer to take her
increasingly wet sex was very enticing and it caused
her pussy to wink at him.
“That is good April, but
for now you will wait. You have to atone for the
mistakes you have made, both professionally and privately. If you want to make
it up to Dolly, you will first have to learn to see things from her
perspective. With a little help from the modified treatment I will help you get
in touch with your submissive side. Now stand back up and turn around.”