Ben's Followup Shock Therapy
Given the positive response from readers, I decided to write a sequel to the original story (http://www.sofurry.com/view/400503).
Like in the original story, this involved a lot of pseudo science that I made up for the story line. I make no claims to knowledge about neurology and the effects of electricity on the living. So, if you are willing to forgive any erroneous conceptions regarding electricity, I hope you will enjoy this story as much as the first one.
01/09/15: Having now first-hand experience of what it is really like to be in an electric chair (https://www.sofurry.com/view/804532), I find the depictions of Ben's experiences to be ludicrous. I am of a mind to remove these stories.
Ben's Followup Shock Therapy
The past month since Ben's electroshock treatment had been good to the cat. He no longer remembered anything of his life before becoming the pleasure slave to Mitch and the other three guards at the remote prison outpost. The most he had was a vague feeling that his life had been an unhappy one until his present situation.
According to Doctor Gordon, he used to suffer from night terrors, but from his own perspective, he could not even remember ever having a bad dream. He knew that was because the electroshock therapy he had gone through, which had irrevocably wiped his unhappy past from his memory, and he was content with that knowledge. His life now was one that was free of pain and misery
The only unpleasant memory he had now was the agony he endured from the electricity going through him during his electroshock treatment, but that memory hardly troubled him. If anything, it only served to evoke memories of the incredible pleasure he experienced in that same chair. He sometimes longed to return to that chair, but only sometimes.
The fact was that the month since his treatment had been one filled with pleasure and happiness. The day after his session in the shock chair, his master Mitch brought him back to the guard quarters he shared with the other three. That night had been one of endless sexual debauchery where he was bound and repeatedly taken at both ends, being mounted and muzzle humped simultaneously be two guards while the other two rested and recovered. Ben proved to be insatiable, able to climax repeatedly.
His masters were delighted by this improvement in their slave, and Ben made the most of it, happily letting all four guards have their way with him during their off duty periods. One change in the cat that Mitch, being canine, really loved was how tight Ben's tail hole had become. The chair's electric butt plug had strengthened the cat's anal muscles, which had been made to clench repeatedly and constantly by the current of the anal electrode.
The first time the coyote had mounted his pet and tied with him, the cat had a series of strong orgasms, making the muscles of his tail hole repeatedly squeeze his master's knot, and prolonging the coyote's own orgasms. Mitch remained tied to his pet for three hours that evening and Ben absolutely loved every moment. He would later wake up the next morning from a vivid wet dream to find Ben between his legs, sucking him to climax.
By the fifth week however, things began to change for Ben. While the bondage and sex were good, it seemed to the cat like he didn't have the stamina he used to have in the prior weeks. His masters noticed it as well one evening while Ben was bound on his back to the bed, with his knees pushed up against his chest and his head hanging over the edge of the mattress. Mitch was slowly thrusting in and out of his tail hole while Jon was muzzle-humping him. The cat had had two orgasms, each further apart then was usual, and he was having difficulty managing a third one.
Afterwards, while he snuggled between them, Mitch asked, "Is everything well with you, Pet?"
Sighing, Ben answered, "I don't know, Master. I seem to not have as much energy as I used to. The sex is still wonderful, but I don't cum as strongly as before, or as often."
"I noticed. You also seem to tire more often than before."
"Yeah. It feels like I'm running out of energy."
Mitch pulled the cat into a warm hug. "We'll go see Doctor Gordon tomorrow for a checkup."
Ben nodded, finding that the sex had worn him out as he drifted off to sleep.
The next morning, Mitch took Ben to the medical wing of the prison where Gordon conducted a physical exam of the coyote's slave. Blood was drawn and the cat once again found himself with wires attached to various spots on his head. The doctor then took a probe and pressed it against his skin at various parts of his body, giving the cat somewhat painful shocks.
Ben would yelp each time a jolt was sent through him.
The raccoon nodded in response and asked, "Would it be fair to say that even though it hurts, it still isn't as bad as the first time you went through these tests?"
Ben winced as he was hit by another jolt. "Yeah, I guess it's not as bad as the last time...Ahhh!"
"That's what I figured, given what I'm seeing now in your scans. It seems like your pain center is active again, but only to a normal level." Gordon then picked up the same mouth electrode that had been used on the cat a month ago.
Ben eyed the gag with mixed feelings, recalling the intense pleasure he felt during his shock therapy, but also the painful sensation that electrode gave him during the tests.
Gordon nodded in understanding. "Sorry Ben. I just need to do this to you only once. I'll make it quick."
Sighing, the cat reluctantly opened his mouth and accepted the mouth electrode.
"That's it. Now close your mouth and lips tightly around it. Good."
Ben squeezed his eyes shuts and braced himself. A moment later, he felt a painful tingling fill his muzzle and his mouth clamped down hard. The cat grunted and his eyes watered, but the electric shock was thankfully brief.
The doctor quickly removed the mouth bit. "There. The worse is over now."
Ben sighed in relief even as he flexed his jaw and stuck out his tongue, trying to work the tingling numbness out of his mouth.
A moment later, the raccoon pulled out of a drawer the same cock-n-ball electrode that had been used in the cat's previous exam a month ago. "This, I think, you'll enjoy."
"It didn't do much for me last time."
"That was before your shock treatment. You weren't capable of feeling pleasure then."
"Yeah, it did feel wonderful when I was in the chair."
Gordon smiled at that and began working the cat's testicles through the metal ring opening to the rubber ball pouch until the main ring was pressed against his body and other attached ring pushed up between his jewels.
Ben couldn't help but purr in pleasure when the doctor took his sheath and masturbated the cat to a full erection, coating it with lube.
He then slipped the clear rubber sheath down over the feline's cock until his gland fit snuggly into the metal cap at the end.
Both genital electrodes were then connected and plugged into the TENS unit. After making some preset adjustments, Gordon turned it on.
Ben gasped in surprise and then moaned as the pleasant tingling went through his testicles and cock.
Mitch laughed as he watched his slave squirm in pleasure as his friend sent electricity through the cat's privates. "I guess you like that."
"Oooohhh. Yeah. That feels so.....good."
Ben's doctor smiled and nodded as he watched the monitor record the cat's brain's response to the pleasure for several minutes. Then, having recorded enough, the raccoon turned the TENS off.
The cat could only groan in frustration when the pleasurable current was stopped.
Ben's master grinned. "Perhaps we'll take care of that later." He then turned to Gordon and asked. "Have you found out what's wrong with Ben?"
Looking over the results of the scans, the doctor took notes and nodded. He then turned to his friend and replied. "Actually, there is nothing wrong at all with him. His responses to painful and pleasurable stimuli are all normal now."
Mitch could only frown in confusion. So the raccoon went on and explained. "You have to keep in mind that the electroshock treatment left Ben with a highly elevated sexual stamina and capacity for pleasure, and his pain centers were essentially shut down. The effects of that treatment have now worn off."
The coyote nodded, "I understand. At least, he's healthy." He then turned to his pet and nuzzled him. "I guess we'll just have to slow down on the sex to make sure we don't wear you out. I and the others are going to miss those all-night orgies of nonstop mating though."
Ben sighed and nuzzled back, "I'm going to miss all that too, Master."
Looking pensive, Gordon leaned back in his chair and thought for a moment. "Actually, I could give Ben another electroshock treatment like before. It would restore his heightened sexual abilities."
Ben's whole demeanor changed upon hearing the doctor. "Really!? I could sit in the chair again?" The cat now quivered with barely suppressed excitement at the prospect.
"I wouldn't be too eager, Ben," Gordon cautioned. "While you did experience intense pleasure, the treatment would begin almost like the last time. When the electricity starts, it will be as unpleasant and painful as the first time before you are able to feel pleasure from the current."
The cat sagged and closed his eyes, recalling the electroshock therapy. "It was horrible; the worst pain I have ever felt in my life." He shuddered as it all came back to him, but then felt a deep longing as he remembered the rest. "But what I felt when the pain went away was incredible. It was the most wonderful pleasure I ever experienced. I just can't describe it,"
He then opened his eyes and looked back at the doctor, the expression of deep longing plainly on his face. "The pain was nothing compared to that, and I would do anything to go back to the incredible pleasure I felt." He then turned and smiled to his master, "and be able to have non-stop sex with my masters too."
Gordon could only smile in response, "If your master agrees, I'd recommend you have electroshock therapy about once a month, each time the effects wear off."
"Well, if my pet is that willing, then I have no objections."
The next morning, Ben again found himself in the same examination room he was in a month ago. He sat still as the doctor passed the trimmer through his head fur, trimming it down to a thin fuzz. Without even being asked, he lifted up his arms so Gordon could thin out the fur around his wrists.
"You're actually looking forward to your electroshock therapy, aren't you?"
Ben nodded, his whole being quivering in excitement as Gordon shaved the fur around his wrists.
The doctor went on to do his ankles and then finished off by trimming the fur around his neck.
Knowing that the fur around his testicles also needed to be trimmed short, the cat promptly stripped and sat back in the chair, his knees wide apart and sporting a stiff erection.
The raccoon worked the trimmer over his patient's balls, making him giggle and pant. After cleaning the trimmer and putting it away, the doctor turned to the cat and said, "Okay Ben. It's time."
Slave and doctor went together down the short hallway to the Electroshock Therapy room. Filled with a nervous excitement, Ben paused at the control panel and looked through the window at the chair within waiting for him. He looked down at the control panel thoughtfully.
The doctor placed a hand on the cat's shoulder and nodded to him. "I'll be right here watching over you."
He turned and smiled to the raccoon in happiness and followed him around the side of the chamber and through the door.
Ben walked up to the chair and laid a hand on the arm rest, tracing his fingers along the straps which would once again hold him down in the chair.
"Alright. Let's get you ready to take your seat."
The cat looked up at the raccoon holding the tube of electro-cream and nodded. Placing his hands on the seat of the chair, he bent over and arched his tail over his head, fully exposing his tail hole for the doctor.
He felt the doctor press the tube against his pucker and gasped as the cream was squeezed inside his back passage. His gaze drifted down to the metal butt plug sticking up from the seat in front of him that would serve as one of the electrodes.
"You can stand up now, Ben."
Gordon greased up the anal electrode with more of the electrically conductive lubricating cream and then turned to the cat, "All set. Go ahead and sit down in the chair."
Unlike the first time weeks ago, Ben was now quite willing. He turned around, placed his hands on the arm rests for support and lowered himself down into the chair. When he felt the tip of the anal electrode press against his opening, he slowly eased himself down, impaling himself onto the butt plug, and settled into the chair.
The raccoon then pulled the chair's leg cuffs around cat's legs, just below the knees and buckled them tightly in place. While the doctor was doing that, Ben decided to help, buckling the leather straps in the seat of the chair around his thighs.
"Very good Ben. Just be sure to make them as tight as you can."
"Yes Sir."
Gordon then coated the cat's ankles with the electro-cream where they had been shaved and snapped the ankle electrodes shut around them.
The cat was buckling the waist strap about him when the doctor checked the thigh straps and the waist strap and nodded in satisfaction. He then started to pull the torso straps around the Ben when the cat asked, "Doctor. Could I take a look at my electroshock helmet?"
"Oh? Curious are you?"
"I didn't really have a good look at it the last time."
The physician nodded and got up. He walked out of the chamber and moments later came back, carrying Ben's shock helmet, mouth electrode, and the genital electrodes, and placed them on the cat's lap.
Ben picked up the helmet and examined it in rapt fascination, tracing a finger along the wires that branched out around the helmet from the center where it would connect to its source of power. He then turned the helmet over and peered inside, looking at the actual head electrode. The entire surface was a smooth, polished metal etched at various locations that reminded him of a printed circuit board, except for the open slots for the latex sleeves through which the cat's ears would fit. The shape was oddly not quite spherical.
Gordon could see that the cat was fascinated. "That electrode is designed to control how and where current goes through your brain." He squeezed a large dollop of the electrically conductive cream and spread it around the top of Ben's head as he went on to explain. "It's also made to fit the contours of your head specifically and no other's."
The raccoon then took the helmet from his patient's hands and fitted it to his head, guiding his hears into their sleeves. Pressing it down firmly, the doctor pulled the strap under Ben's chin tightly and buckled the helmet securely in place.
The cat lifted his hands and ran his fingers along the sides and top of his helmet, feeling its contour and the wires going along its surface while the doctor busied himself with preparing the genital electrodes, applying a coat of lubricant to the sound.
Ben rested his elbows on the arms of the chair and looked down in excited anticipation while the raccoon took the feline's balls in hand and coated it with the cream. Ben basked in the attention, so loving to be fondled in this way.
Gordon chuckled and nodded as he slipped the cat's balls through the metal ringed opening and into the ball pouch, making sure that both rings made good contact with the skin around Ben's testicles. "You like that, don't you?"
"Oh yeah! I don't think I could ever tire of being touched like that by you and my masters."
"You'll like this part even better then." He then wrapped his lube coated fingers around the feline's shaft and slowly masturbated him to full hardness, eliciting a moan from him.
Panting, Ben watched while the raccoon slowly guided the sound down his piss slit, making the cat squirm a bit as he did his best to hold still.
Gordon slid the sound all the way in and pushed the metal cap down snuggly around the feline's gland. He then extended the attached rubber sheath down to the base of Ben's cock.
Stepping out of the chamber, he quickly returned with the milking can and connected it to its pump and the open end of the sound in Ben's cock.
He then continued strapping his patient into the chair, buckling the torso belt and chest harness tightly in place. He went on to spread more of the conductive cream around the cat's neck and then closed the chair's collar, securing his head in place.
Having done so, the doctor walked around behind his seated patient.
While passively waiting, Ben picked up the one remaining item in his lap and brought it up into view, looking over the leather muzzle straps and the metal mouth electrode in the center, with its rubber bit into which his teeth would sink.
His attention was drawn away from the muzzle electrode in his hands when he felt and heard Gordon attach the electrical wire to his helmet. He reflexively reached up and ran his fingers along where it was now connected. This brought home the realization that electricity would soon be going through every part of his body, filling him with both anticipation and dread, making him tremble.
The physician noticed the change in his patient's breathing and guessed Ben was getting nervous. "Having second thoughts about your electroshock treatment?"
"N-no. I want this. I just wish it were not so h-horribly painful at the start."
Gordon nodded sympathetically and took the muzzle from Ben's hands, lifting it up to the cat's mouth. "As well get this in place."
Ben lifted his hands up, stopping the raccoon a moment. "Do you think you can make my shock treatment last extra-long once the pain goes away?"
"Actually, I might be able to do that," he replied. The raccoon walked out of the shock chamber and quickly returned with a water bottle, lifting it to the cat's lips, "Drink it all up. I'm giving you extra fluids so you'll last longer before you begin do dehydrate from all the orgasms you'll be having."
Ben drank deeply all that was given to him. When he was done, the doctor set the bottle aside and picked up the muzzle again.
After hesitating for just a moment, he opened his mouth and let the raccoon slip the electrode in place, pulling the muzzle traps back over his short snout. As Gordon secured the muzzle to the cat's helmet and buckled it behind his head, Ben lifted his hands to his face and shifted the mouth electrode and straps for comfort.
Ben watched anxiously as wires were drawn from behind him and plugged into his mouth electrode.
He then lifted up his arms for the doctor to apply the conductive cream to his shaved wrists. Once coated, he brought them down into the open wrist electrodes, which were snap shut and locked. Gordon then tightly buckled the last leather cuffs in the chair to the cat's arms just below the elbow, fully securing him in place.
Completely immobilized in the chair's bindings, Ben trembled in both fear and anticipation. This was not unnoticed by the raccoon who nodded sympathetically. "Hang in there Ben. The worse will be over quick."
As the doctor snapped on and buckled his blindfold in place, he closed his eyes and mumbled around his mouth electrode in reply, "Heuweh."
Understanding that his patient was anxious for his treatment to begin so that he could get over the worse part quickly, Gordon gave the cat a reassuring pat on the shoulder and said. "I want you to breathe deeply and keep doing so until the current hits you."
Ben then began breathing quickly and deeply, hyperventilating in fear.
The doctor quickly left the chamber, closing the door behind him and went straight to the control panel, looking in through the window to the cat tightly bound in the chair. "At least, it's already calibrated to him from his last treatment." He said to himself. "This should go more quickly for him."
He immediately initiated the preprogrammed shock treatment sequence and looked on as Ben's whole body went instantly rigid as the current slammed through him with a loud hum.
Inside the chamber, Ben's last conscious thought was of sitting there, completely immobilized in the chair, waiting in fear of the agonizing pain, and yet desperately wanting it to begin and bring him to that indescribable state of pleasure.
He had taken another deep breath when he felt his whole being go rigid in the grip of the current. Once again, electricity surged through his head in an unbearably intense sensation down his spine, making his anal muscles clench painfully around the plug.
The muscles in his mouth clamped tightly around the electrode and his teeth sank into the latex as he was made to bite down hard. The sensitive flesh felt like it was on fire from the current surging through the wet tissue.
Ben once again felt the same cutting sensation in his wrists, ankles, and neck from the current coming from the electrodes there, spreading through the rest of his body, feeling like thousands of pins and needles were stabbing his skin everywhere.
His vision was filled with colored speckles and his ears rang loudly as the current surged through his brain. The electricity from this shock helmet then concentrated through his pain centers and Ben knew nothing else but total agony.
Gordon watched on anxiously as his patient went through his ordeal, his whole body locked in the grip of the electricity going through him. His back was arched forward, pulling against the straps holding him to the chair. Every muscle in his legs and arms were clenched, straining against the leather cuffs holding them in place. His hands were clenched tightly shut. Drool ran from his mouth, covering his chin.
After 30 seconds, the current started to vary, making the cat to breathe once again even as his agony was amplified with the current going through his pain centers to overwhelm them. The doctor was pleased to see that Ben's ability to feel pain was even more quickly shutting down than the last time. Monitoring the activity in that part of the brain until it was no longer active, Gordon initiated the second phase of Ben's electroshock therapy.
Ben was helpless but to endure his torture, the pain seeming to be worse than he recalled, and wished he had not been so eager to go through such a treatment again. The only thing going through his mind other than electricity was the desperate wish for the pain to end, and quicker than he could recall, Ben felt his tortured nerves go numb, the unbearable pain fading away.
Relieved that the worse was over, his cock suddenly lit up in exquisite pleasure as his genital electrodes came to life. With current surging through his prostate from his anal electrode to his gland, Ben's cock instantly throbbed in a powerful orgasm.
As the flow of semen to the milking can was slowing down to a few spurts, electricity bored down into the pleasure centers of his brain. A moment later, the electrode around his pouch lit up, sending current through his balls, and inducing another strong climax out of the cat.
Ben's eyes rolled back in his head and he lost all awareness of where he was and how he got there. His second orgasm ended and was immediately followed by a third, and on it went until it felt like he was cumming constantly, sending semen up his sound and into the milking can.
It seemed to the cat like he had been in this private bliss forever. All he knew was the delicious nonstop rhythmic clenching in his loins making his cock throb a steady stream of seed and the intense pleasure filling his entire body to the point that was almost unbearable.
There Ben remained for what felt like a very long time, with no desire to ever leave wherever this place was that he was in. At some point, he was not certain when, the intense pleasure started to fade away. He felt his whole body sag and become heavy. Awareness of his surroundings returned and he found himself still strapped tightly to the shock chair.
He sat there, aching for the electricity to return when he heard the door open and Doctor Gordon enter. He uttered a quiet muffled whimper as he felt the raccoon's hands working the straps of his blindfold and muzzle off.
"Hang in there, Ben. You just need to take a break before you continue."
The cat immediately relaxed upon hearing that his treatment was not over, though in his hazy mind, he could not understand why the electricity had to stop.
The blindfold came off and he blinked, looking up at the doctor as he unplugged the mouth electrode, unbuckled the muzzle, and slid it off of the cat's snout, pulling the electrode out of Ben's mouth.
"How are you feeling?"
"Oh! I was feeling so wonderful," he moaned. "Why did we stop?"
"You've cum so much in the last hour that you were getting dehydrated."
Ben licked his lips, realizing how dry his mouth was. "Yeah, I am really thirsty now that I think of it."
Gordon patted his patient on the cheek. "I'll be back with your water bottle and then we'll continue your treatment."
He smiled up happily at his doctor as he turned to leave, but before he stepped out of the room, Ben had a thought and asked, "Doctor? Do you think you could turn on the electricity going through my privates? Even just a bit?"
Looking back at the cat's hopeful expression, he could only chuckle. "I don't see why not." Stepping out of the chamber, he went briefly to the control panel and activated the genital electrodes and then went to refill his patient's water bottle.
Inside the chamber, Ben stiffened and gasped as he felt a deliciously strong tingle run through his crotch.
The doctor returned and smiled upon seeing his patient panting happily from the pleasurable current. "Having a good time, are we?"
"Oh yeah! This feels...*grunt*...great!"
Gordon brought the straw to the cat's lips, "Well drink up, and you can enjoy even more electricity going through you."
Ben drank in deep gulps, pausing several times to pant, until he had emptied the bottle. His eyes then brightened upon seeing the raccoon pick up the muzzle.
"Are you ready to continue with your electroshock treatment?"
He answered by promptly opening his mouth wide.
The electrode was slipped back into Ben's mouth, the cat humming happily as he wrapped his lips around the front end of the mouth bit and slipped his teeth back into the rubber. He sat there, purring contentedly as the doctor strapped the muzzle in place and plugged the connector back into the front receptacle of the mouth electrode.
The cat closed his eyes and signed contentedly when the doctor snapped and buckled the blindfold back in place.
Ben heard the doctor walk out of the shock chamber and close the door behind him. He sat there and squirmed a bit to get more comfortable as he relaxed and waited for the electricity to return.
A moment later, his whole body seized up as electricity once again surged through his brain and down his spine to the anal electrode and radiated out from his back to every muscle in his limbs. His mouth clenched tightly shut around the mouth electrode and the current going through his cock and balls intensified, making him instantly climax.
He was quickly approaching his second orgasm when the current from his shock helmet again bored down into his pleasure center and Ben's awareness of the outside world faded from his consciousness for the second time that day.
With all sense of time meaningless, he slipped back into his euphoric world, cumming constantly for what felt like forever as the intense pleasure again filled his brain and body.
Gordon sat back behind the chamber's control panel, watching his patient sit there, gripped by the current as he filled the milking can with his seed. Like before, the cat's body was rigid, except for his chest which was made to rise and fall with the modulating current to make the cat breathe. His muzzle and the front of his neck were wet with drool coming from his mouth.
He kept a watch until Ben's climaxes began to dry. Seeing that the cat was becoming dehydrated again, the doctor dialed the power back down and shut the current off completely.
The raccoon got up and walked around to the chamber's door, which he opened. He went inside and approached his patient.
Ben sat there, completely limp. The cat was just now regaining awareness of his surroundings and sighed, realizing that his treatment was now over.
The blindfold was removed, allowing him to see again as the doctor then disconnected the wires from the cat's muzzle and helmet and then removed them. In short order, the muzzle was unbuckled and slipped off. The chin strap was loosened and the helmet came off next. A press of a button and the ankle and wrist cuff electrodes snapped open.
The genital electrodes were removed next, Ben shivering as the sound was slid out of his piss slit. Gordon finished off unbuckling the leather straps holding the cat to the chair and helped the cat stand up, the chair's metal butt plug sliding out of Ben's anus with a wet sound.
He then helped his patient up on a gurney and had Ben wheeled out to the recovery room where his master later that day claimed him and took him back to the guard quarters.
A week had passed since Ben's treatment, the cat happily serving his masters in nights of nonstop debauchery and pleasure, when Dr. Gordon requested Mitch bring his slave in for an exam.
Upon arrival, the coyote asked his friend, "Is something wrong, Gordon?"
"Actually, everything is fine. I've just been thinking about Ben's next electroshock treatment in a few weeks." Turning to the cat, he asked, "How have you been feeling, Ben?"
"I've been feeling wonderful, sir. The sex and bondage play with Master Mitch and the others is great. I'm horny just thinking of it."
Mitch laughed at his slave's last comment. "You've rendered him as insatiable as ever, my friend."
"That's good to hear, and Ben will of course have his monthly electroshock treatments to maintain him at this level."
The raccoon leaned back in his chair, looking pensive. "As much as he likes undergoing his treatments, it just bothers me that he has to go through such intense pain when the electricity is initially turned on."
Ben worriedly asked, "but I'm still going to get my shock treatment, right?"
"Don't worry. You will, but I'm going to make some changes to your treatment." The doctor added, "First, I want to do some tests."
The cat went through the same electrical stimulation tests as before, the doctor applying the probe to various parts of his body, sending small jolts of electricity where the probe contacted him. The big difference being that this time, the jolts were not painful at all. To Ben's delight, the electricity felt pleasant where the probe touched him. He especially loved it when it was pressed against his genitals, nearly making him climax.
Gordon couldn't help but laugh at his patient's response to the current. "I see that your nervous system is still responding nicely to electrical stimulation."
Ben giggled and nodded, "Yeah. It didn't hurt at all. Felt really nice actually."
The doctor picked up the mouth electrode and handed it to his patient. "I have some impression you'll like this too."
The cat took the metal mouth bit and promptly slipped it into place, closing his mouth firmly around the electrode and sat quietly as the doctor plugged the electrical wire into the connector in the front.
With a flip of a control switch, Ben's mouth clenched tightly shut and was filled with a strong, but pleasant tingling, making the cat grunt in reflex.
Just as quickly, the current shut off, but Ben felt no compunction to spit the electrode out and just sat there, panting and looking at the doctor hoping for more.
Regardless, the raccoon disconnected the mouth electrode and pulled it out of his patient's muzzle and handed him a small towel so he could wipe the drool from his mouth. "I take it from your reaction that you actually liked that."
"Yeah, it felt really nice, though I don't understand how that could be."
"It's because your whole body is still conditioned for responding well to electricity."
Ben nodded and then sighed, "Yeah, and in another few weeks, the electricity will no longer feel nice and will hurt terribly again when I sit in the chair and the shock treatment starts."
Gordon nodded, "Yes. That would be the case."
Smiling ruefully, he nodded to the doctor, "Well, it's still worth it, and actually, it seemed like the pain went away more quickly this last time anyhow."
"Nevertheless, I don't like putting you through such intense pain, having you essentially electrocuted every month like that."
Forestalling any protest, the doctor went on. "So, I think I may have come up with a way to keep your pain center suppressed and your nervous system conditioned to respond positively to electricity."
The raccoon opened a cabinet door and took out Ben's electroshock helmet along with the muzzle with the mouth electrode and the blindfold. He also took a heavy metal collar from the shelf.
He then handed the tube of electrically conductive cream to Mitch. "Go ahead and coat his scalp with this. His head fur is still quite short, so I don't think it will need to be trimmed this time around."
Ben sat there in confusion on the edge of the examination bed while his master coated his head and the doctor fitted him with the shock helmet, pulling the chin strap tight.
"Don't worry I'll explain everything to you and your master."
The doctor then picked up the muzzle and the cat promptly opened his mouth, letting the metal electrode slide in. He then showed Mitch where the muzzle strap was snapped in place in the front edge of the shock helmet and then how tightly to buckle the muzzle in place in the back of his slave's head.
Following the raccoon's instructions, Mitch coated his cat's neck with the electro-cream and snapped what turned out to be a shock collar in place.
Gordon then inserted a battery in a receptacle on the side of the collar and explained, "This high-capacity cell will deliver electrical current for half an hour."
He then showed the coyote how to connect one wire from the battery to the shock helmet and another wire going to the cat's mouth electrode. "Current will be flowing from his shock helmet and mouth electrode to the collar."
Ben sat there, listening to the doctor, liking very much what he was hearing and grinned around his gag as he was blindfolded and told to lie back on the exam bed.
"If this works as well as I think, you will be doing this to Ben once a week between his monthly treatments in the chair from now on."
With a flip of the switch on Ben's collar, electricity poured out of the helmet, stimulating the cat's pleasure centers on its way to his shock collar while mouth clenched hard around the gag. There he lay twitching on the bed, his eyes rolled up the back of his head, with his cock dribbling pre-cum continuously.
Gordon and Mitch sat there, looking on as the slave reveled in pleasurable stimulation going through his head. Coyote and raccoon both gazed up at the monitor and Gordon nodded. "Yeah, his pleasure centers are really active now, and there's nothing from his pain centers."
"Can I do anything with him while he's like this?"
"Sure. If anything, it will just intensify his pleasure."
Mitch grinned and got some lube from the doctor while his pet lay there. He then coated his raging erection and started masturbating him. Within a few strokes, the cat arched his back and climaxed, covering his master's hand with seed.
Ben had four more orgasms during the half-hour his head was electrified until the battery in his shock collar ran down and the current stopped. The cat lay there, panting, his front coated with cum and his mouth and neck soaked in drool.
Mitch removed the blindfold and the mouth electrode and helmet, disconnecting them. "How was it, my pet?"
"Oh wow! That was incredible! It was almost like I was back in the chair."
Gordon patted the cat on the shoulder. "Excellent!" He then turned his master. "A half-hour of this added to the bondage and sex once a week will keep his nervous system in tune to the shock chair's electricity and keep his pain centers suppressed. When his sexual stamina starts to wear off, bring him in for another session of electroshock therapy."
The raccoon sat back in his chair with a satisfied smile, "From now on, the electroshock treatments will no longer be painful at all."
The weeks went by, and Ben felt like he was the happiest, luckiest cat in the universe. The sex and bondage were the best ever. His master and the other guards all loved playing with him, and when his endurance and energy started to wane, he eagerly went with his master for his monthly session in the shock chair.
There he sat, impaled on the electrical butt plug, wearing his shock helmet and mouth electrode, his genitals wired up, and purring contentedly as he was strapped in. When the doctor blindfolded him, Ben sighed happily and relaxed, waiting for the welcoming embrace of the electricity until his whole body seized up from the current.
Life was good, and Ben would have it no other way.