Algophobia.
Title: Algophobia.
Author: charisstoma
Fandom: original
Prompt pairing: 64. Poison 42. Lollipop
Rating: M
Pairing: slash
Word count: 991
Warning: something on the level of doctor/patient abuse.
Summary: Cognitive behavioral therapy * (this is what I wanted CBT to stand for *grins*)
*training to overcome disorders/ (stuttering, mood) gradual exposure to the actual feared stimulus. Fear response is conditioned and avoidance negatively reinforces the fear
“Now Mr. Jones, you came here to find a cure for you pathological fear of pain, correct? Cognitive Behavior Therapy is not as well know or accepted as more mainstream therapies, medications included. You say your sister’s brother-in-law recommended us to you?”
Geoff nodded his head never taking his eyes off the variously colored phallic shaped lollipops like they were poison offered to the unwary. He couldn’t believe that any clinic would use such props for its therapy. So why was he in this ‘not clinic’ staring at penis’ on a stick in all their many colors and probable flavors?
“Mr. Jones, if I could have your attention please..”, the bowl of lollipops were moved off the table and handed somewhat irritably to a passing semi-nude male who took it with an amused glance at Geoff. “The way we work here is usually for recreational purposes. But since you came here at the recommendation of one of our *coughs* members and considering we are well versed in the use of pain and pleasure separately and/or together we will make an exception in your case. The individual assigned to you will be masked unless he sees fit to change that arrangement sometime in the future. Your objective is to have you overcome your fears not fixate on an individual. Your first session will start in 20 minutes. If you would go into the room to which you will be shown, remove all your clothing, and then lie face down on the table there. Your handler will be with you shortly.”
Entering the room Geoff had done a quick glance around. His folded clothing fit in the open square cubby in a bank of closed cabinets. Other then a terry cover on the medical looking table there weren’t any other objects he could really use to distract himself. The remaining time he spent waiting for his specialist by rubbing his fingers back and forth over the texture of the fabric under his body. His nerves tightening as each minute passed threatening to take over to send him cowering in the corner. Once he abortively got up to try the door and vaguely remembered the click he’d heard after he pushed the door shut. Maybe it was locked. He decided he didn’t want to that find out on top of all his other problems.
A dull rap sounded on the door followed by the figure of a man dressed all in dark colors who hummed as he entered and saw what he had to work with. Light fingers made Geoff jump slightly as they trailed down his back and returned, the commencement of a light massage that worked arms and shoulders. The man left him to open one of the cabinets and returned with a soft fur mitt and a pair of latex gloves and a tube of something he wasn’t familiar with. Again the slow massage took up soothing down lower over his back to start at his ankles and work it’s way up his legs a hand lightly never losing contact with his skin but plainly leaving his ass as the massage’s last target. His legs were moved apart the fur now tickling over his lower back and ass, distracting him when the back of a latex hand stroked up the insides of his thighs and set to gently rubbed over his perineum. No pain, no chafing for the fingers were slick feeling, nothing invasive, just pleasant sensation.
The man dimmed the lights by touching a dial on the wall and turned Geoff carefully onto his back. The fur skimmed up his body, reversing to travel down again, brushing over different fur and exciting some interest in the torpid cock. The man leaned down to take a nipple between his lips at the same time as the mitt enclosed the twitching cock. Suckling and barely moving the mitt until Geoff threw back his head to moan louder then the little whimperings he’d been giving before and started to push his cock through the tunnel of fur. Changing nipples the seductive torture continued, the man watching closely to stop when it appeared his victim was getting too close. When Geoff seemed unable to restrain himself the man stopped and quickly attached light straps to hold his arms up above his head then continued to practice his wiles on him. When finally Geoff was begging to ‘please let him.. please..’ The man firmly grasped Geoff’s balls in his hand and sucked hard before biting down gently on his nipple. A few more strokes on his cock and the man whispered in his ear, ”come for me”.
How long Geoff was unconscious, he didn’t know but the man was cradling him in his arms when he returned to his mind, to feel an occasional light stroking of a thumb over his back and arms. A deep breath in on Geoff’s part had the man assess him then smile. Thirty minutes later with a nod he moved Geoff onto his belly once more, turned up the soft music that had been present all along, and whispered for him to stay in the room until he felt able to sit up and stretch. A nap was not unexpected if he felt he needed it, he would be woken in an hour.
Once a week for the last six months Geoff had returned to meet with his trainer. At least he thought it was the same trainer. His sister’s brother-in-law was in attendance more often at the family weekly dinners. Sometimes Geoff would feel him touch his body where it still was aching from the latest desensitizing, especially that one time after the spanking. It was by accident Geoff was sure but the hand seemed to linger and he’d noticed that a small smile played over his in-law’s lips. He couldn’t be sure but then it didn’t take much to make him hard now when he was around.
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Author: charisstoma
Fandom: original
Prompt pairing: 64. Poison 42. Lollipop
Rating: M
Pairing: slash
Word count: 991
Warning: something on the level of doctor/patient abuse.
Summary: Cognitive behavioral therapy * (this is what I wanted CBT to stand for *grins*)
*training to overcome disorders/ (stuttering, mood) gradual exposure to the actual feared stimulus. Fear response is conditioned and avoidance negatively reinforces the fear
“Now Mr. Jones, you came here to find a cure for you pathological fear of pain, correct? Cognitive Behavior Therapy is not as well know or accepted as more mainstream therapies, medications included. You say your sister’s brother-in-law recommended us to you?”
Geoff nodded his head never taking his eyes off the variously colored phallic shaped lollipops like they were poison offered to the unwary. He couldn’t believe that any clinic would use such props for its therapy. So why was he in this ‘not clinic’ staring at penis’ on a stick in all their many colors and probable flavors?
“Mr. Jones, if I could have your attention please..”, the bowl of lollipops were moved off the table and handed somewhat irritably to a passing semi-nude male who took it with an amused glance at Geoff. “The way we work here is usually for recreational purposes. But since you came here at the recommendation of one of our *coughs* members and considering we are well versed in the use of pain and pleasure separately and/or together we will make an exception in your case. The individual assigned to you will be masked unless he sees fit to change that arrangement sometime in the future. Your objective is to have you overcome your fears not fixate on an individual. Your first session will start in 20 minutes. If you would go into the room to which you will be shown, remove all your clothing, and then lie face down on the table there. Your handler will be with you shortly.”
Entering the room Geoff had done a quick glance around. His folded clothing fit in the open square cubby in a bank of closed cabinets. Other then a terry cover on the medical looking table there weren’t any other objects he could really use to distract himself. The remaining time he spent waiting for his specialist by rubbing his fingers back and forth over the texture of the fabric under his body. His nerves tightening as each minute passed threatening to take over to send him cowering in the corner. Once he abortively got up to try the door and vaguely remembered the click he’d heard after he pushed the door shut. Maybe it was locked. He decided he didn’t want to that find out on top of all his other problems.
A dull rap sounded on the door followed by the figure of a man dressed all in dark colors who hummed as he entered and saw what he had to work with. Light fingers made Geoff jump slightly as they trailed down his back and returned, the commencement of a light massage that worked arms and shoulders. The man left him to open one of the cabinets and returned with a soft fur mitt and a pair of latex gloves and a tube of something he wasn’t familiar with. Again the slow massage took up soothing down lower over his back to start at his ankles and work it’s way up his legs a hand lightly never losing contact with his skin but plainly leaving his ass as the massage’s last target. His legs were moved apart the fur now tickling over his lower back and ass, distracting him when the back of a latex hand stroked up the insides of his thighs and set to gently rubbed over his perineum. No pain, no chafing for the fingers were slick feeling, nothing invasive, just pleasant sensation.
The man dimmed the lights by touching a dial on the wall and turned Geoff carefully onto his back. The fur skimmed up his body, reversing to travel down again, brushing over different fur and exciting some interest in the torpid cock. The man leaned down to take a nipple between his lips at the same time as the mitt enclosed the twitching cock. Suckling and barely moving the mitt until Geoff threw back his head to moan louder then the little whimperings he’d been giving before and started to push his cock through the tunnel of fur. Changing nipples the seductive torture continued, the man watching closely to stop when it appeared his victim was getting too close. When Geoff seemed unable to restrain himself the man stopped and quickly attached light straps to hold his arms up above his head then continued to practice his wiles on him. When finally Geoff was begging to ‘please let him.. please..’ The man firmly grasped Geoff’s balls in his hand and sucked hard before biting down gently on his nipple. A few more strokes on his cock and the man whispered in his ear, ”come for me”.
How long Geoff was unconscious, he didn’t know but the man was cradling him in his arms when he returned to his mind, to feel an occasional light stroking of a thumb over his back and arms. A deep breath in on Geoff’s part had the man assess him then smile. Thirty minutes later with a nod he moved Geoff onto his belly once more, turned up the soft music that had been present all along, and whispered for him to stay in the room until he felt able to sit up and stretch. A nap was not unexpected if he felt he needed it, he would be woken in an hour.
Once a week for the last six months Geoff had returned to meet with his trainer. At least he thought it was the same trainer. His sister’s brother-in-law was in attendance more often at the family weekly dinners. Sometimes Geoff would feel him touch his body where it still was aching from the latest desensitizing, especially that one time after the spanking. It was by accident Geoff was sure but the hand seemed to linger and he’d noticed that a small smile played over his in-law’s lips. He couldn’t be sure but then it didn’t take much to make him hard now when he was around.
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