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Mistakes Were Made

By Duffin Caprous

Disclaimer: This story involves sexual, violent, or adult situations. Do not read this if you are under the legal age to see pornography in your country. I won't be held responsible if your fragile little minds get warped. Otherwise...enjoy!

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AUTHOR'S NOTE: This was an experiment in writing a second person story. I tried to make the character as generic as possible so that you can imagine yourself in place of them other than the specific points where I make specific descriptions for the story. I've thought of making a story like this in Twine to let the player make choices, but that's fairly complicated. With enough interest, I might give it a shot.

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You can't believe you are doing this...sitting in the waiting room of Heavenly Relaxation. You look down at the tablet in your paws, seeing the various options and kinks just so casually listed there. Sliding your finger on the screen to scroll, you see things as simple as "handjob" all the way to utterly extreme things such as "piercings and tattoos". You tremble in the seat; cheeks flushed with embarrassment and quickly scroll back up to tap "handjob" and "blowjob". Surely that was simple enough. Your shaky paws fumble with the tablet and you squeak out, nearly dropping the thing on the floor, but luckily were able to hold onto it.

Deciding you might actually drop the thing; you quickly tap the "Submit" button on the screen and get up to walk over to the receptionist. It was utterly embarrassing to have to hand over a tablet with a list of your kinks and desires on it, even if only choosing the most vanilla of options.

"Okay, let me have a look, sugar..." she says, looking over the tablet, looking at her computer where the submission no doubt was sent, "Hmm, interesting!" she says and looks back up over at you, "Okay, have a seat, you'll be called when they're ready for you! And don't be nervous. We see all types, okay?"

You just nod your head with a deep blush and walk back over to sit in the chair you had sat in previously, knee bouncing nervously. You begin to contemplate just bolting and leaving. You look to the door when suddenly a gorgeous black vixen approaches wearing a lab coat and a professional blouse and knee-length skirt.

"Good evening! My name is Aria, are you ready?" she asks, holding a clipboard.

"Oh, uh...yeah, s-sure..." you reply nervously, standing up from the chair. Aria smiles and leads you along down a hallway, past a few doors.

"There's no need to be nervous. We don't judge here, Sir," the vixen said pleasantly.

"I know, I just...haven't done this...before," you reply.

"Indeed, and you're sure you chose what you're really looking for?" she asks.

"Y-yeah, I know I'm...pretty boring..." you say with a once-again growing blush.

"Oh, not at all! Trust me, Sir, we've had folks pick much simpler sessions," she assures you before leading you into a room. You immediately notice the main feature of the room: the large chair. Aria smiles softly to you, "Alright, remove your clothes. You can put them in the bag right there."

You instantly stiffen. You'd known this would be coming, but for some reason you didn't realize there would be someone else in the room with you. It certainly made sense to you now that the time had arrived, but still...the vixen made no attempt to turn away or tell you she'd look aside.

"R...right here?" you ask nervously.

"Yes, Sir, don't worry, there are no cameras to...wait, let me check first to see what you chose....." she says, looking to a control panel before smiling, looking back at you, "Nope, no cameras. Also, you're aware your hour starts when you walk in the room, so you can take your time, but..."

You make a soft noise as she reminds you of how the time limits work. Nervously, your paws slip under your shirt and quickly pull it off before tossing it into the paper bag beside you, revealing a soft, slightly pudgy form. With trembling paws, you unbutton your jeans and quickly push them down and toss them into the bag, revealing your white briefs. Expecting a laugh from Aria, you look over at her and notice she seems to be working at the controls. With a final motion, you strip completely naked, your form. Your paws quickly cover your front as you realize your sheath is beginning to stiffen.

"Alright, good boy. Now, come sit in the chair," Aria says to you, causing a slight blush as she calls you a good boy. Seemed slightly less professional, but you walk over and look at the chair more closely. It's close to a dentist's chair, but with foot rests as well as a few places that look like they might open up along the side. With quickly beating heart, you turn and climb up into the chair, "Good. Foot in the stirrups and arms on the arm rests, please."

You do as instructed and you can see Aria tapping a few controls. You gasp, suddenly feeling something enclosing your wrists. You look down, seeing metal coming up from either side of the arm rest to close around your arm at the top. You feel similar movement at your feet and look down, seeing your ankles restrained.

"Uh, what...what is this?" you ask nervously, pulling at the chair, but finding yourself unable to move.

"Be quiet, boy," Aria says to you, making your eyes widen some.

"Hey! You can't talk to--mmff!" You try to say only for an arm to raise up, forcing a bright red ball into your muzzle. You feel your head being pushed back against the head rest. You suddenly begin to struggle in panic as the vixen walks over toward you.

"I almost called you out in the hallway, you know. Acting all innocent. Oh, I know I'm boring! Come on. Restraints...Orgasm denial? I am so glad you chose the femdom option, too. Now.....let's begin. If you're lucky, you might get to cum before I'm finished with you, boy."

Her words cut through you like a knife. You hadn't chosen those! You mmmm out into the ballgag to try and tell her there's been some mistake! Your cock had begun to soften, but you could hear another arm lifting, bringing down what looked like a milker to slide down your length.

"I had to get the smaller milker, just so you know. I hope you appreciate how we cater to our...smaller clients," Aria says, only adding to your humiliation. You weren't that small! Five inches was...average...right?

The milker immediately begins its job and you gasp out, feeling the sudden sucking of the latex sleeve inside. Your moans are muffled by the ballgag. You see the vixen reaching for something that looks like a headset and mmmmm out as she fits it over your head, taking your vision completely as well as your hearing. White noise suddenly fills your ears and static fills your vision. You moan out as the milker continues its work, stroking and sucking at your cock without any way to escape it. You mmmm...mmmmm....mmmmm into the ball gag, already getting close from the relentless sucking only to have it stop suddenly, making you whimper out, giving you no sensation, letting you come down. As you calm down, it starts again, drawing another muffled moan from your gagged mouth. The headset begins to flash in various colors. You try to close your eyes to avoid look at it only to suddenly feel a sharp electric pain along the bottom of your footpaw. It grows exponentially and you start to cry out until you realize why it's happening. Once you open your eyes, it stops, making you whimper.

The milker continues to suck you off, quickly again drawing you right to the edge of cumming only to stop dead, leaving your cock throbbing in vain. How did they know how close you were?! The white noise continues to penetrate your mind, unable to get away from it while those colors begin to swirl in front of your eyes. The machine begins to move, making you mfff into the ball. The legs spread apart, leaving your underside very vulnerable. Before you can much react, you feel something pressing right up against your tailhole. You MMMM out! You were NOT into that! The tip spurts out something slick and soon presses to your tailhole before smoothly pushing inside. You HMMM into the ballgag, penetrated for the first time while the milker continues to suck your short cock up and down firmly and steadily. It slowly brings you close again as the dildo start to fuck your ass. Amazingly, there's little burning. The lube must be top quality.

You keep trying to struggle uselessly in the chair even as the milker keeps drawing you closer and closer to orgasm. It stops, leaving you to cry out in frustration, though the dildo doesn't stop firmly thrusting in and out of your ass. You start to breathe a bit faster, cheeks flushing as the toy in your ass starts feeling kinda good. The milker begins again, drawing another moan from you. You try to plead with Aria to let you cum, but obviously only unintelligible sounds come out of your mouth. The colors turn to white and black lines which quickly move across the screen. You keep looking at them as your eyelids begin to close halfway. You feel your body go slightly limp in the chair as the toy fucks your ass and the milker once again draws you right to the edge before stopping cold, leaving your five inch member throbbing and bobbing madly in the tube.

You feel the toy speeding up and you gasp as it angles slightly, suddenly starting to grind against your prostate. You moan into the ballgag, as the milker begins again, having already lost count of how many times it has edged you. The black and white bars soon turn to colors again and the white noise begins to add a little bit of bass to it. You moan into the ball gag, feeling yourself getting closer and closer.

Aria's voice comes over the speakers pressed to your ears, "Okay, boy, go ahead and cum all you like."

Your heart jumps and you begin to prepare for the pleasure as the milker keeps pumping up and down, sucking your cock. It quickly grows toward the peak, your moans coming out into the ballgag while the colored bars speed up in your vision. You moan desperately, the milker sucking and sucking and sucking, drawing you up to the edge. Your hips begin to shake in anticipation. The dildo pounds your prostate quickly, sending intense pleasure through your body. You mooooan into the ballgag, breathing heavily while the milker keeps up its work. You mmm mmm mmm mmm into the gag, trying to will yourself over. Your anticipation suddenly turns to panic as you realize you're not going over! You try to hump at the milker, the pleasure at its absolute peak. You try desperately to do anything to go over the edge!

"What the matter, boy? Don't you want to cum?" Aria's voice came through again. You MMMM out, trying to tell her you desperately do! The milker starts sucking harder and you moan out, knowing that has to do it, but it only maintains the pleasure of the precipice of climax. You HMMM out desperately as Aria's voice comes through again, "Oh, that's right...you can't."

Your heart immediately sinks. What did she mean you can't?! The milker keeps going on your cock which remains rock hard. You struggle and desperately begin to whimper into the ballgag, trying to plead for her to let you get off!

"Alright, that's an hour, boy," you hear her say and you mmm as the headset is removed, letting you see the vixen once again, the ballgag being pulled out and the milker removed.

"W...what did you do?! Let me cum!" you exclaim.

"Oh, come now, you know what you chose. I just decided to combine them," Aria says to your horror.

"W...what?!" you cry out.

Aria approaches and smirks, fingers wrapping around your still stiff cock, "Oh yes...you see, you physically can't orgasm anymore. Oh, you can get close all you want, but...well, unless you know the proper trigger phrase, you'll never get off."

"Wh...what's the phrase?!" you ask, moaning suddenly as those fingers start to teasingly stroke your cock.

"Oh, it doesn't matter, you're incapable of remembering what it is, boy. In fact, you're incapable of remembering when you cum. I'll show you," she tells you. You whimper and struggle in the chair as the fingers stroke and jerk you off, quickly bringing you to the edge before saying, "Gaudens"

You moan suddenly you feel yourself tumbling over the edge and then you find yourself panting heavily, looking at Aria wiping her paw clean with a towel. You see your cum coating her palm, but don't remember actually cumming! You whimper out.

"There, see? You've learned something today. Without memory, do we ever really experience anything?" Aria says to you with a smirk. The dildo pulls from your ass, making you gasp suddenly.

"W...but....b-but I want to cum!" you say.

"Sure, you do. Don't worry, if anyone asks you how to make you cum, you'll instinctively tell them the trigger word, even if you won't consciously remember it," the vixen says to you, "Of course, if you want a trigger word that will let you actually remember your pathetic little orgasms, well...feel free to come back. I'll add one in for, say....ten grand."

You gasp as the restraints are removed and you stumble out of the chair, "I...I'm going to--"

"You won't do anything. You're incapable of consciously telling anyone of your....limitation unless they ask," she tells you evilly, "Besides, I know you chose all of this. You enjoy playing pretend, but our machines measure every reaction and you were loving this. We're also unable to hypnotize an unwilling subject. You did this all to yourself, boy."

"I can't...afford ten thousand dellens!" you say with a whimper.

"Well, I guess you'd better start saving," the vixen says to you with a chuckle, "Now.... Mandatum," Aria says and you find yourself standing straight up with arms at your sides, unable to move, "You will wordlessly put your clothes on and pay for your session at the front desk, smile and thank her for the wonderful time. You will then go home and sleep until morning whereas you will regain control of your body except for the existing limitations. You will not return here unless you have the money to add the additional trigger word. Repeat."

You find your muzzle opening of its own volition, repeating the commands Aria had just given you. You try in vain to stop yourself but can't do anything.

"Finis" she says, and you suddenly regain control of your body, but only for a split second before your legs walked themselves to the bag and began putting your clothing back on. You try your best to stop, but even though you can consciously think, you can't prevent yourself from leaving the room and walking down the hallway to the front desk.

Smiling, the receptionist produces an invoice, "Will that be cash or credit?" she asks. Your eyes widen, seeing the three hundred dellen bill, but can't stop yourself from pulling out your credit card to set it on the clipboard. She charges the amount on the bill and hands the card back to you.

"Thank you for the wonderful time!" you say with a big smile despite trying to indicate to the receptionist that you didn't want this! Without another word, you turn and leave the office area and back out to the street. You wordlessly wait for the bus and get onto it, riding it back to your apartment. Not even bothering to take your clothes off, you fall into bed and pass out until morning.

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You wake up the next morning feeling refreshed, streeetching out. What a freaky dream, you think, looking down and seeing morning wood liking you in the face in your pants. You then realize it wasn't a dream. You sit up in bed and quickly push your jeans down and start jerking yourself off furiously. It's not really pleasurable, but you have to find out for sure. Your fingers slide up and down the length, pleasure steadily growing. You lay back on the bed, biting your lip as you stroke firmly and quickly. It doesn't take long to come right up the edge and much like the day before, nothing you do pushes you over. You exclaim in frustration, pounding the bed before reaching for your phone. You have half a mind to call that place! But your fingers refuse to move to dial the company. You notice an email notification and pull it up. It's the invoice emailed to you. You hadn't realized that when you submitted the application that they'd sent you a copy as well. Your eyes widen, looking down the list of "options."

Options chosen:

Handjob

Blowjob

Anal

Femdom

Humiliation

Restraints

Orgasm Denial

No-safeword

Hypnosis

Permanent Chastity

You gasp and realize you must have accidentally hit a bunch of options when you nearly dropped the tablet. Aria had given you exactly what you had "asked" for! With a whimper, you look down at your incredibly hard cock and start to wonder how one would quickly make ten grand.....