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Agent Katie’s investigation at the clinic takes a ‘totally unexpected’ turn.  😉

Well, she did insist that they ‘show’ her what was going on at the clinic…now it seems that Dr. Prodo has chosen a treatment plan for our intrepid Agent!

Not critical, you may wish to check out Agent Katie’s previous adventure first!

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Previous in this one:

1. 2. 3. 4.

“Agent Katie!” Dr. Prodo crowed. “Welcome to your personalized treatment program. If you’ll just relax and submit yourself to our care, we’ll begin exploiting – I mean treating – your particular fetishes and peccadilloes immediately.” He paused and nodded at Orderly Knismo.

The orderly lifted me up and planted me on the exam table. Despite being utterly under his control, I squirmed and struggled a bit – mostly out of habit. He positioned me reclined against the padded backrest with my bound legs stretched out before me.

“Give yourself over to us,” the Dr. intoned. “We’ll have you giggling and squealing in no time!”

“Mrrruhh??” I questioned from behind my gag. ‘Giggling and squealing?’

“Well, by that, I mean of course…” the doctor corrected himself. “We’ll be starting your therapy to cure you of your shameful kinky desires. By uh…well, anyway…”

I realized then Knismo was humming a new tune, one I recognized from a Jell-O commercial:

“Watch it wiggle, see it jiggle…”

While the orderly held my upper arms, Nurse Gargalesis fastened a wide safely belt across my waist, pinning my hips and lower back into the table. Then Knismo removed the belt around my upper body and drew my arms behind the back cushion, fastening my wrists behind it.

Just like that, my upper body was immobilized; at best I could toss my shoulders back and forth. When I realized how my braless breasts were swaying back and forth, I quit that resistance too.

Meanwhile, the crazed-looking nurse had removed the belt from my ankles and replaced it with individual cuffs joined by a short cord. Then she used the hook to raise my legs up off the table!

Once the remaining straps were removed from my calves and thighs, my legs dangled from the ceiling hook a couple inches apart. Right away I realized how exposed I was between my legs and the underside of my rear. To make matters worse, they used scissors to clip off my panties!

The creepy doc took a position right at the end of the table – did he seem taller? – I couldn’t really tell – and besides, I had plenty of other things to worry about. Like the fact that he began caressing my feet and tickling my soles with his fingernails – while holding my ankles apart!

I was so distracted by him playing with my feet that I didn’t notice Nurse Gargalesis had picked up the dildo. She grinned wickedly while she held it up where I could see – and waved it teasingly at me. “Orderly Knismo, I think she’s going to need the pillow bit-gag for this.”

“Of course, nurse,” the orderly said happily, and peeled off the medical tape in a none-to-gentle manner. “Open wide, girl,” he commanded, pressing a padded leather bit against my lips.

At this point, I didn’t see much point in resisting the gag – and I had to admit the nurse was probably right. Based on the size of the dildo she was threatening me with, I was going to need something to bite down on. I opened my mouth to accept it submissively and had it buckled around my head. I was still trying to figure out what all this had to do with my personal kinks.

That’s when things really started to get weird. As if they weren’t weird enough already.

“Agent Katie,” Dr. Prodo chirped, looking at me from between my suspended ankles. “We here at the Clinic for Conformity try to identify a prisoner’s – er, patient’s – one or two main fetishes so that we can ‘cure’ them. You, however – well, you pose an interesting challenge.”

I really wanted to seem disinterested and defiant, but the truth was, I was kinda curious what he meant. I mean, my agency-appointed therapist hadn’t made much progress on the topic.

“You enjoy having all control taken away from you,” he continued.

If I wasn’t gagged, I would have said ‘no duh,’ so I gave him a noncommittal shoulder shrug.

“But you don’t have any one or two fetishes. You seem to have…well, almost all of them.”

Again, I wanted to say ‘no duh.’ There were, of course, some fetishes that were a hard pass for me. But not a lot! So I kind of gave him a little head bob as if to say,‘and your point is??’

“So I think our only course of action is to take you to a total sensory overload to desensitize you to…well, everything.” He gave a smarmy grin. The whole time he was still playing with my feet.

I was still nodding along with him up to that point, as if saying, ‘yeah, cool, cool…’ Then I stopped short and was like‘wait, WHAT??’ Sensory overload and desensitize me? I wasn’t sure what that meant and didn’t know whether to be worried or take it as a personal challenge.

“Orderly Knismo, if you will, please?” the creepy little doctor said, motioning to the man behind me. I heard a hiss of air and then the mask was cupped over my mouth and nose.

“Just breathe deeply, Agent Katie,” the smarmy doc grinned. “This will be just like the giggle gas at the dentist…you’ll feel everything that’s going on…you just won’t mind…”

            “…but you will enjoy it!”

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Huge thanks to my friend @jonut21 for this fun Agent Katie artwork.

I’m flattered that her stories can inspire his artwork, and I’m grateful for our collaborations!

Go check him out on his DA page for lots of fun scenes and more artwork with his minions!

Thanks to all the creative partners in our community for all the creative energy, enthusiasm and encouragement of our entire group–I’m grateful to all of you!  #Gratitude2023 <–my mantra for the new year!  Thanks to all of you, 2023 is my BEST YEAR EVER!

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