Sentenced to the Punishment Clinic

by Carole Archer

Sitting next to Maria, he patted her hand. It would serve no purpose to give her further visions of what would happen if she returned. If he hadn’t put her off yet, he never would. Now was the time to make sure she was physically unharmed after her ordeal. Dr. Carter strongly believed in discipline, but not brutality, and he prided himself on never having caused real harm to an offender. “How are you feeling now?”

  Maria’s bottom lip jutted out and she gazed up at him. “I’m sore,” she said sulkily.

  “Good,” he replied, laughing when Maria’s eyebrows lifted and her jaw dropped. “Punishments are supposed to hurt, otherwise they wouldn’t be very effective.”

  “But my asshole stings,” Maria complained, reaching a hand back to touch her buttock. “It didn’t hurt when you were doing it, but it does now.” A flush of pink rose to her cheeks. “What about when… when a man takes my virginity?” Maria’s words trailed off. “Will it hurt a lot?” she asked, lifting her gaze to his, her blush deepening.

  Dr. Carter felt that honesty was definitely the best policy. Reaching out, he gently squeezed her hand. “Your hymen is still intact, so there will be initial pain.” Maria winced and nodded. “But after that first time, it will be something wonderful to be enjoyed. Don’t rush into it, relax, and when you’re ready, take things slowly. When you realise you’re worrying unnecessarily, you’ll be more comfortable.”

  Dr. Carter watched the young woman as she chewed her lower lip. She looked so innocent, in complete contrast to the fire that had burned in her eyes when she had protested to various aspects of her punishment. Even when she had backed down and allowed the doctor to do things to her, there was still a spark of defiance. Now she looked completely vulnerable, and he was tempted to offer to take her virginity. He could help her through the pain, then guide her onwards to the inevitable pleasure her deflowering would bring.

  Much as he was tempted, Dr. Carter knew it would be foolish to entertain such an idea. That could almost certainly cost him his job, and put him on the wrong side of the law once again. He had no intention of ever going back to prison, or finding himself receiving one of the more inventive punishments that were now commonplace. He had fortunately been reprieved and given a second chance, and he now did all he could to guide others in the right direction.

  Recalling how he had once been a successful GP, Dr. Carter shuddered as he brought to mind the day he made a home call to a government official’s nineteen-year-old daughter. She was severely constipated but had fought him every step of the way as he tried to examine her and administer an enema. Infuriated with her behaviour, he had taken her across his lap and spanked her bottom hard. Her father had burst in to see what all the noise was about and she had lied, claiming the doctor had tried to have sex with her and was spanking her because she had resisted his advances.

  Despite his protestations, Dr. Carter was struck off and received a five-year jail sentence, though two weeks later he was unexpectedly reprieved after the girl had been overheard by a newspaper reporter, bragging to her friend about the incident and how she had lied. Unable to return to his previous position due to the stigma and unwelcome media attention, Dr. Carter was deemed perfect to work at The Punishment Clinic and had been offered a post there, the benefits far greater than that of his previous employment. They made him an offer he literally could not refuse, but he was aware it could be taken away just as easily.

  “Will you help me?” Maria asked, giving the doctor a welcome distraction from his thoughts. “Can you teach me how to relax?” Dr. Carter gazed into her eyes; so trusting, he thought, even after all he and his colleagues had done to her.

  “I regret very much that the rules do not permit me taking your virginity.” And he did very much regret that was the case.

  Maria tutted and scowled at him. “You sound like you’re reading direct from the rule book.”

  Dr. Carter shrugged his shoulders. “I’m telling you how it is. Those are the rules and…”

  “Fuck the rules,” Maria snapped, her cheeks flushing pink as she parted her thighs. “Or even better, fuck me.” Her eyes sparkled as she issued her challenge.

  Dr. Carter gazed at her for a moment. “Fine, if that’s what you really want,” he responded, marching across the room and locking the door. “I don’t want Scott or Nancy, or anyone else for that matter, barging in,” he explained when Maria chewed her lower lip, her gaze fixed on the door.

  Reminding himself he could face disciplinary action, even dismissal, if caught in a compromising position with a prisoner outside of the treatment rooms, Dr. Carter took Maria’s hand and squeezed it gently. She had to be 100% certain this was what she wanted. Although it was pretty much ‘anything goes’ during punishment sessions, afterwards the only interaction between doctor and patient was welfare examination and, if believed necessary, mild chastisement such as spanking.

  Dr. Carter recalled the numerous times he had turned a blind eye to Scott and Nancy having a bit of ‘after hours’ fun with a prisoner, and he knew they would cover for him if necessary. But, he noted, this female had asked for his help and he only intended to bend the rules ever so slightly.

  His mind made up, he pulled Maria to a standing position. Turning her to face away from him, he unfastened the ties on her robe. Reaching his arms around her and under the loose garment, Dr. Carter fondled her breasts and kissed the back of her neck. Leaning back against him, Maria groaned, shrugging her arms out of the gown and letting it drop to the floor. Her nipples hardened under his fingers, her breathing shallow as she pressed her backside against him, teasing his swollen manhood.

  “Oh, doctor, take me now, please.” Her voice was hoarse and raspy as she reached a hand between their bodies, brushing it against his crotch.

  “Lie down,” he said gruffly, pushing her towards the bed, swallowing hard as she lay on her back and gazed up at him. Her legs parted as his hand moved over her sex, and her wetness welcomed him as he slipped a finger inside. Climbing onto the bed between her legs, Dr. Carter hooked his arms behind Maria’s knees and hoisted her up, burying his face between her thighs and trailing his tongue along her shaved labia. His breath was warm against her as his tongue poked into her tight hole. Continuing towards her anus, the doctor rimmed her as his thumb rubbed firmly against her clit. Her hips bucking, Maria cried out, her groans of pleasure increasing as fingers thrust into her pussy, the doctor’s tongue embedded in her anus.

  “Fuck me, please,” she begged, raising her hips.

  Gathering his wits, Dr. Carter leaned back. “No, we must stop, now,” he snapped, more angrily than he intended. He couldn’t believe he had been prepared to take her maidenhood, though his arousal increased at the thought of doing so. But although his body moved away, his hand remained at her pussy, which clamped around his fingers as her body trembled. And his cock stood to attention, ready for action.

  Tears sprang to Maria’s eyes. “Please, you can’t stop now,” she begged, placing her hand over his. “You can’t leave me like this, so close but…” Biting down on her lip, she blinked back tears.

  Shaking his head, Dr. Carter pulled his hand from between her legs, wiping it against his trousers. She was absolutely soaked. He sighed and took a backward step, averting his gaze as a tear rolled down her cheek.

  “Please,” she said, leaning forward and grasping his hand, pulling him back towards her. “I want you to take me, please. I’ve never felt more ready to do this.” Her eyes locked on his as he fought with his conscience. It was a definite no-no to take her vaginally, but no one could say she wasn’t willing. And if he didn’t relieve himself soon, Dr. Carter felt his balls might just explode.

  “We can’t speak of this to anyone,” he warned, taking his wallet out of his pocket. Maria frowned in confusion, her features relaxing when he pulled a condom out. Hastily unzipping his trousers, Dr. Carter freed his painfully erect cock and rolled the rubber on.

  “Are you absolutely certain?” he asked, grasping her hips and pressing against he
r wet opening. His mind was flashing frantic warnings to him, but his cock remained rigid. Maria made a small mewling sound as she nodded and spread her legs wider apart. Tipping her head back, she grunted as he slowly eased in.

  “Relax,” he whispered, fighting the urge to take her hard and fast. He met with resistance and pushed slowly, wondering if it might be kinder to simply take her with one hard thrust. It would certainly be more pleasurable for him to be buried to the hilt in her tight tunnel, rather than hovering cautiously over her hymen.

  “Oh, it hurts,” she complained, squirming beneath him, tension showing in her pained expression.

  “Do you want me to stop?” he asked, his body tense as he rested on his forearms, his cock aching to fill her. He sighed with relief when she shook her head, her wide eyes pleading with him to continue.

  “Please, just do it,” she begged. “Get the worst bit over with quickly, please.”

  Leaning forward, Dr. Carter pressed his lips to hers. Kissing her passionately, his hands fisting in her hair, his hips remained still, his cock plugging her but going no deeper, his weight balanced on his knees.

  Maria reached out to touch his face, stroking gently before her fingers tugged at his hair. Her tongue touched his, tentatively at first. When their kiss gained momentum and she thrust her tongue into his mouth, Dr. Carter simultaneously pushed his cock hard into her, grunting as she tightened around him. Maria’s cries were smothered by the doctor’s kisses, her body squirming beneath him as he pulled back and drove into her again and again. Dr. Carter experienced pure bliss as he plunged his cock into her tight tunnel, and his heart soared as Maria purred with pleasure, her legs wrapping around his waist as her hips rose to meet his thrusts.

  “Good girl,” he praised, holding her face and gazing into her eyes. The corners of her mouth curved upwards and her eyes sparkled. “Get on top,” he said, untangling her legs from around him, rolling over, and taking her with him.

  Maria eased herself off the doctor’s hard cock before slowly sliding down his length. Reaching out, he grasped her breasts and pinched the nipples, delighting in the look of pure pleasure that crossed her face. “Oh, doctor,” she grunted, leaning back and bouncing up and down on his cock as his fingers squeezed her erect nipples.

  Dr. Carter’s cock twitched as Maria rode him, her tight pussy like a vise around him. Suddenly he pulled her to him, rolling her onto her back and driving his erection into her. Maria raised her hips, groaning and pressing her lips to his as he flooded the condom with his seed.

  Regaining control quickly, Dr. Carter pushed up onto his hands and eased himself out of her, his cock flopping in exhaustion as he peeled the condom off.

  “Oh, thank you,” he said, patting her bottom affectionately after redressing himself. “I really shouldn’t have done that,” he added, feeling no real regret for his actions. He watched as she pushed herself up and turned to face him, making no attempt to cover herself. He guessed she’d got used to being naked around him now.

  “Thank you, doctor. That bit was nice,” she said, grinning. “Popping my cherry did hurt, and I’m a little sore, but it was nowhere near as bad as I expected it to be. I’m glad I’ve finally done it.”

  Dr. Carter smiled down at her. She wasn’t going to complain. He’d been lucky this time, but he would have to be careful in the future not to lose control like that. It had been fantastic, but if the experience had turned out to be a bad one for Maria, she could well have reported him. Pushing the thought to the back of his mind, he picked up the discarded gown and helped her back into it.

  “I’m sure you’d like another shower now,” Dr. Carter said. He smiled, honoured that she had allowed him to take her innocence away, and pleased that the experience had not been too daunting for her. “Come with me, and I’ll get Nancy to change your bedding.”

  * * *

  Half an hour later, Maria sighed as she flopped down on the freshly made bed. Wrapping her arms around herself, she smiled. She was pleased that she had finally lost her virginity. Although she was a little sore, all her previous worries had now evaporated and she felt ready to take a man to her bed.

  As Maria daydreamed, the door opened and Dr. Carter sauntered over to her, looking very smug. “Are you okay?” he asked, bending forward and putting a tray on the floor.

  Maria sat up and smiled. “Fine, thank you.”

  “Right, well, before you go to sleep, let’s finish off.” Maria frowned in confusion as the doctor took her hands, pulled her to her feet, and sat down on the edge of the bed.

  “Count yourself lucky I’ve decided not to put you to bed on your tummy, with a ginger root plugging you,” he said with a smile, as she scowled down at him. Her eyes widened at the threat.

  “I like to reinforce the lessons learned in the clinic, and I do that by giving every young lady a bedtime spanking, over my knee,” he said. Maria’s brow knotted as she recalled Nancy telling her this was likely to happen.

  “I had also intended to plug your butt, to remind you of the sensation of having my cock up there, but after what happened earlier, I think that won’t be necessary.” Maria felt heat rising to her cheeks as she lowered her gaze and chewed her lip. She couldn’t believe how aroused she had been when he carried out such a crude act.

  “Right, let’s get this over with,” he said, grasping her wrist and tugging her across his lap. Maria gritted her teeth as she was again put into what was undoubtedly the most humiliating position for a grown woman to be in.

  “Before I spank you, I’m just going to check you’re physically well.” Parting her buttocks with one hand, Dr. Carter leaned forward and picked something up from the tray. Maria flinched as she felt a cool sensation against her anus. Immediately his finger pressed in and she realised he was again lubricating her. Seconds later the doctor’s finger was removed, being replaced by a rectal thermometer.

  “We’ll just leave that for a couple of minutes,” he said, and Maria felt him dabbing at her right butt cheek with a small wet cloth. “Just a little scratch,” he said. Maria jumped as he injected her. “Good girl, all done,” he added, patting her butt as he removed the needle.

  “What was that?” Maria demanded, alarm in her voice.

  “Part of the new procedures to get young women like you back on the straight and narrow,” he explained, wrapping an arm around her waist and twirling the thermometer in her butt. Maria squirmed over his lap. “I’ve just injected a tagging chip into your buttock.” Turning her head sharply, Maria glared at him.

  “Calm down,” he said, slapping her ass. “If you weren’t a naughty girl, this wouldn’t be necessary. The microchip will allow police to monitor your movements, so if there’s a spate of burglaries they can check to see if any known offenders were in the vicinity at that time. They can actually pin you down to an exact location, so you might want to rethink your ‘career’ when you leave here tomorrow.”

  Maria’s body went rigid. She knew no other way to survive. She was about to voice her objections when Dr Carter momentarily distracted her by plucking the thermometer out, confirming her temperature was fine.

  “If you are caught committing a crime via this device,” he said, patting her buttock, “the punishments are much more severe. Now for your spanking,” he said, his hand bouncing off her right cheek. Maria yelped, though the smack hadn’t really hurt that much. He had simply taken her by surprise. Whilst the brisk spanking continued, she let out the occasional whimper as she wriggled across his lap, but it was mild in comparison to the punishments she had received at his hands earlier that day. She was stunned when only a couple of minutes later, he stopped, helped her to her feet and encouraged her into bed.

  Feeling suddenly exhausted, Maria struggled to keep her eyes open, before losing the fight and drifting off to sleep.

  “You’re too kind.” The voice came from the doorway and Dr. Carter turned to see Nancy leaning against the wall.

  “I don’t think she would agree with you,” he sai
d, indicating the well punished young woman, now sleeping soundly, face down.

  “But we both know the injection you’ve just given her was simply a sedative to help her get a good night’s sleep; there’s no tagging chip to monitor her movements after she leaves here. What happens next is all down to her.”

  “Yes,” Dr. Carter agreed, nodding as he stepped forward and tucked the blanket around Maria. “But if she thinks there’s a greater risk of being caught, if she believes there really is a tagging device in her butt, she may make better choices. I only tell a little white lie to these girls in the belief they might change their ways. I know sometimes I’m fighting a losing battle, but it’s always worth a shot.” Sighing, he ran his fingers through his hair. “I do honestly think there’s hope for Miss Davis though. Don’t you?”

  Nancy smiled and linked her arm through his, as Dr. Carter locked the door. “Yes, doctor, and I think you might just have saved another soul,” she said, her laughter echoing around the corridors as Maria slept soundly inside her cell.

  * * *

  Next morning Maria was woken by Nancy. She was amazed to have slept so well. A smile lit up her face as the nurse handed her the clothes she had been wearing when she entered the clinic, and she realised she would soon be able to leave.

  “Dr. Carter will be here in a minute. After he’s had a chat with you, you’ll be able to have a shower and get dressed. Once you’ve had breakfast you’re free to go. I do hope you’ve enjoyed your stay at the city of London’s number one Punishment Clinic.” Nancy’s voice rose in pitch as she delivered the last line, and Maria couldn’t contain a giggle. She stopped abruptly when Dr. Carter entered the room with a tray.

  “I hope you’re not going to be injecting anything else into me,” she said, frowning. Maria hated needles and was angry he had not only stuck one into her but had inserted something that would make her life even harder. She would have to go and see ‘Diamond Dan’ at the first opportunity. If anyone knew someone who could remove the chip, it would be him.