The stress management clinic part 1 [BDSM] [MDom / FSub] [

Jane got home from work. She was exhausted, her shoulders were tight, neck tense, her head ached. She still had more to do before she could rest for the day. Groceries needed to be picked up, forms to be filled out for the up coming fundraiser. She could never rely on her ex to do anything. Jane always had to do things herself or it wouldn’t get done right.

Finally 4 hours later she sat down in her bed. A bottle of wine in her hand. It was the only thing she found that could ease her stress.

‘Beep! Beep! Beep!’ Her phone alarm rang out. Was it already morning? Yes it was time to go to work.

Jane worked as a project manager for a major commercial construction company. It was high stress. She could never rely on any of her reports to do anything right. The phone was constantly ringing, vendors asking when they would be paid, customers asking why they were behind schedule, workers calling with unexpected problems, problems she would need to solve.

At least today she had a chiropractor appointment.

In the waiting room she noticed a flyer she had never seen before. ‘Mental stress relief’ A photo of a handsome man in suit with a woman in a robe sitting calmly beside him, sleep blindfold on. ‘Specializing in female health. Stress relief guaranteed’ it read.

“Psst!”

Jane looked up to see the receptionist motioning her to come forward. The receptionist whispered. “I see you are looking at that flyer, I know you are stressed. I tried it myself, and I have never felt better. If you do call, just go in with an open mind. Don’t tell Dr. Jones I said anything.”

Jane stuck the flyer in her purse and nodded.

“Master Harvey’s office” a woman’s voice answered.

“Is this-“

Jane was cut off “Yes, you are interested in the flyer?”

“Yes, can-“

Jane was cut off again. “Your appointment will be tomorrow at 9AM sharp. Do not be late. The address 1532 Evergreen”

“Let me check my cal-“

Jane was cut off again “Your appointment is at 9AM. That is the time it will be. Plan on your first session lasting a full 8 hours. $1,000 monthly tuition is due upfront”

‘Click’ The phone hung up

“What is this?” Jane thought. Jane felt she had no choice. She would go.

Jane pulled up to a non-descript office building. It was in a commercial park with several other identical buildings. No sign on the door, just an address.

“Master Harvey is expecting you” greeted a young woman with brown hair and thick framed glasses. sitting behind a large wood desk. “You will first need to complete these forms and make your first tuition payment”

Jane handed over a check and looked at the forms. It was a pile of forms maybe 100 pages thick. Sticky tabs were placed on pages requiring signatures with the signature lines highlighted. ‘Very professional’ Jane thought. The forms were titled: ‘Non disclosure agreement’, ‘Medical records authorization’, ‘background check authorization’, ‘Physical examination authorization’, ‘Photography and recording release’, ‘Standards of Conduct’, ‘Contract terms and penalties’

Jane flipped through the stack of papers and signed every form. She stood up and handed the forms to the receptionist.

“Master Harvey will see you now”

Jane followed the receptionist into the room. The room felt cold. Hard floor, walls with only a few certificates hung up. A large desk and office chair. It resembled the inside of a clinic. One window looked out onto a tree lined walking trail. Master Harvey looked just like the man in the flyer. He was tall, tan, handsome, wearing a grey suit with polished shoes. He was standing in front of the desk.

“This is Jane Williams” said the receptionist.

“Jane, listen to Master Harvey. He will instruct you when to speak” she said before leaving the room.

Master Harvey looked at his notes. “You are experiencing high levels of stress”. He stated

“Step up to me, I’m going to take a look at you”

Jane was tall, about 5’10. She was 41 years old but looked good for her age. Long light brown hair, toned muscles, curvy in the right places. She was wearing black pants and a professional looking high cut top with long sleeves.

Master Harvey walked around her. Taking notes. He placed his hand on her shoulders and firmly squeezed. “Yes, you are tense”.

“Have you heard of BDSM?” He asked?

A chill ran down Jane’s spine. Jane was familiar with the porn category. “What is this place?” She thought. She cleared her throat and nodded.

“This is a specialized program using the latest university published research to eliminate stress. The technique uses elements of BDSM, domination, and submission to reduce stress. During these sessions you will learn to enter Sub Space which is a bliss like state where you don’t need to think, your mind can relax completely.” Master Harvey looked at Jane. “I have your signed consent forms, we will begin now”

Jane froze. She shivered. ‘What did I sign?’ She thought. She felt determined. She would do this. She thought of the receptionist at the chiropractor, if she could do it, then so could Jane.

“Your safe word is ‘Red’. If you say the word it will stop.” “You are permitted to use your safe word three times per month or you will be expelled from the program” “Do you understand?”

Jane nodded.

“You will respond with Yes Master”

“Yes Master, I understand” Jane stated

“I will start with your physical evaluation and processing”

Just then the receptionist walked in carrying plastic tote. She set it on the floor in the middle of the room then walked back out the door.

“Thank you Cindy.” “Now Jane, Remove your clothes down to your underwear”

Jane looked up stunned. “OK… I mean Yes, Master”

Master Harvey gave a look of approval.

Jane removed her top. Then her shoes and pants. She felt a rush of cool air against her skin. She would have worn something different had she known. She was in a worn out bra with mismatched underwear, her underwear was full bottomed but still she felt on display.

“Look at the floor, hold your hand out with your palms up. This is the standing servant position. You will memorize this position as well as several others.”

“Yes, Master”

Jane looked down. She could see his shoes circling her. His fingers brushed up against her body. Sliding along her stomach, back, legs, he pinched her excessive fat, examined her stretch marks, and all her imperfections she was self conscious of.

“Step up to the tote. Remove your remaining clothes”

Jane hesitated

“Now.” He said. “Next time there will be a consequence if I have to repeat myself”

“Resume the standing servant position after you are done” He directed while standing behind her

Jane reached behind her back, unclasped her bra. Then she slid down her underwear. She had to bend down to remove them. She then held her arms out and looked down

A minute went by, then two. She could hear Master Harvey taking notes.

“Turn and around” he stated. “Maintain the standing servant position. Eyes on the floor”

Jane slowly turned. She became hyper aware of her situation. He nipples were hard from the cold air. Her breasts were fairly large but sagged slightly with her age. She had larger areolas than most, something she had always felt awkward about. She hadn’t shaved her pubic hair in a few days and was suddenly very self conscious about it.

Master Harvey’s feet walked up towards her and stopped. Another long two minutes went by. Jane felt aroused. Standing nude and vulnerable in front of this man was nothing like she had experienced before.

His finger brushed against her prickly public hair. “Next time you will look more presentable”

“Yes, Master” she replied

The door opened, the receptionist came in with a cart. She placed a scale on the floor.

“Step on the scale” she said. “152 lbs” “I’ll correct her forms, that’s 4 more pounds than she wrote”. “Five foot - ten” she stated as she held up a measuring stick. “Stand against the wall, arms down, look up at me, relax your face, don’t smile”

Jane complied. She looked up to see the receptionist pull out her phone to take a picture of her. A picture of her fully nude. She remembered the photo release form. A feeling of dread set in.

“Now turn to the side” ‘Click’ Another picture. “And face away from me” ‘Click’

“Don’t worry” the receptionist said. “This is only for internal use. Everything that takes place here is strictly confidential. You must not speak of it either or there will be a substantial penalty”

The receptionist then picked up the tote with all of Jane’s clothes. Placed it in the cart, then left the room. Another chill ran down Jane’s spine. ‘So I will just be naked?’ She thought.

“You will get those back at the end of your session. You have no need for them now. Face the wall, hand flat against it, with your hands on the two circles painted on the wall. Legs shoulder width apart “

Jane complied. It was becoming easier for her now. She simply listened and obeyed. The hand marks on the wall were lower than what she would prefer. She had to bend down slightly with her arms straight out to place her hands. Her curvy ass pushed out toward Master Harvey. She heard him open and close a cabinet drawer. He approached her and stood next to her. Jane faced down at the floor hesitantly to look.

“You may look at me” Master Harvey said.

Jane turned to face him. Her breasts hanging down, nipples hard, ass out. She felt the feeling of arousal again as her eyes met his. In his hand, he was gripping a paddle. It was wood, wrapped in black leather. An ‘H’ was stitched in the middle of it with thick leather stitchings.

“Nod if you know what this is.”

Jane nodded

“You will receive a firm paddle across your ass if you fail to obey me. Do you agree?”

Jane nodded

Master Harvey strapped back behind Jane. She felt the cool leather of the paddle against her skin. Jane shivered. She could feel her pussy juices start to run down the inside of her thigh.

She felt the paddle slowly go up the inside of her leg. He must have seen the streak of juices dripping down. Jane felt the paddle go higher, then up to her upper inner thigh.

“What did you get on my paddle?”

Jane froze in embarrassment

‘WHACK!’ The paddle landed firmly on her ass. Jane stepped one foot forward and took one hand off the wall.

“Did I tell you, you could move?”

“No, Master”

Jane resumed her previous posture.

‘WHACK!’ Another paddle blow. Her ass burned.

“Now tell me, what did you get on my paddle?”

“It’s cum, Master”

“Why was there cum on your leg?”

“I am turned on, Master. I can’t control it”

He set the paddle on a small table next to her.

“You may step away from the wall. Then clean the paddle”

Jane turned to look at the paddle. Her cum had made a damp stain across the leather. She looked around for something to clean it with.

“Don’t hesitate, clean it”

Jane leaned forward. She started licking the paddle.

“Good girl, now dry it off”

Her hair brushed against the paddle while she was licking it clean. She then grabbed a bunch of her hair and used it to dry the paddle off.

“Good girl. Now kneel in front of me, face the floor, hands out, palms up, with the paddle resting in your palms. This is the kneeling presentation position.”

Jane complied.

“Now hold that position until I am satisfied.”

Jane felt the cold hard floor against her legs. As a minute went by, her arms felt heavy and tired. She heard Master Harvey typing at his computer.

“Standing servant position. Now” he said

Jane got to her feet. Arms part way out. Palms up. Head tilted toward the floor. She did it instinctively. Quickly. She almost forgot she was naked in front of man she just met.

“Behind you, there are towels in the cabinet. Go get one. Place it on the floor right here.” He motioned to the center of the room in front of his desk.

Jane complied. It was a plush soft towel. Neatly folded. She layed it out on the floor as she was told. Then resumed the standing servant position.

“Good. Now sit. Cross legged. Continue to face the floor. Palms up.

Jane complied. As she started to cross her legs, she felt a chill as her pussy lips spread open. She looked down, her pussy was glistening wet. A deep pink clearly visible. ‘Was he looking?’

“What are you looking at Jane?” He asked

Jane briefly hesitated in embarrassment. “My pussy” she said softly. Her cheeks flushed red.

“Why are you looking at your pussy? What are we looking at?”

“I’m wet. My lips are spread.”

“Good girl. It’s time for lunch. I will order for us. It’s good to get in a little exercise before eating, do you agree?”