Wow…someone really tired themselves out last night didn’t they?? I heard as I felt sharp nails lightly scratching my belly….I tried to jerk up, but my body was completely limp….Must be the muscle relaxer again I thought. I looked up and saw Nurse Natalia’s beautiful but oh so cruel grin. How do you feel? she asked. Tired was all I could muster up…not that it mattered anyway. I decided to wake you a little earlier today sweetie…we have to make our session times a bit longer, if we are to stay on pace…as I discussed yesterday. I will be leaving you for a bit, and my new assistant, will be prepping you for today’s first session…and don’t bother asking her any questions, as she has been instructed to be completely professional…and no, she is not the one who has been assisting me in treating you.
I am going to meet my fellow nurses, whom I mentioned yesterday. They are recent graduate students here…all from China. They have very unique techniques for treating conditions just like yours. I will let my assistant fill you in on more of the details, but I am going to have breakfast with the nurses, so we can discuss, in detail, the session treatments to be utilized today. With that I received a kiss on the cheek…please obey my assistant Mr Michaels…I think you learned last night that I handle all infractions very seriously… Just so you know…we continued to torture your poor little navel for 30 minutes after you past out last night…It was cute watching your belly muscles twitch, after you had already passed out. It is all on the tape, which maybe you will enjoy watching one day, she said with an evil wink. After that I saw her remove the tape from the recorder…then leave the room.
Only 6:10?? I thought as I looked at the clock…I was up early today… She must really have a horribly long day planned for me.. I cant do this! I swear…I am starting to lose my mind! At about 630 the assistant walked in…I’m Kelly she said…I will be prepping you for today. She was a cute girl…about 5’ 6”…with shoulder length blond hair, and wearing a white lab coat. Any other time I would have focused on her beautiful face, and mouth, but as she spoke, her words became much more important to me… having my treatment discussed in excruciating detail, certainly made everything else trivial…It wouldn’t matter how pretty this girl was…her job was to assist Nurse Natalia in torturing me out of my mind. These 5 nurses, she went on to say, have a very unique method of stimulating nerve endings. They all use pointed metal devices…each Nurse has 2...one in each hand….What they do is literally poke you, fairly lightly…but all 5 nurses act in unison, well 6 today, including Head Nurse Natalia… They effectively stimulate completely different parts of your body…and they have worked together so long… they have a way of timing the pokes…that I hear literally can drive a person to insanity! I heard it used to be a torture technique in ancient China…after 30 minutes the subject would be nearly insane….Of course today, they will be using it as a treatment…but for a much extended period of time. Rumor has it, the tip of each device has a light electrical charge as well…although I cant say for sure…Fortunately, it has never been used on me. Well, I have to leave the room for awhile to prepare a few things…Here is your morning drink. She poured it into my mouth…but this time I did the unthinkable…At that point, I heard the phone ring…I’ll be back Ms Kelly said…OMG!! Here is my chance….I struggled hard, but I was able to turn my head to one side…and I spit the drink out….I hope this is my muscle relaxer I thought. After a few minutes Ms Kelly entered the room. Nurse Natalia will be running a bit late Mr Michaels…but it’s ok, she said you all will just continue your treatment later into the evening to make up the time. I will be back in a bit to prep you.
Here I was …completely defeated after being, well…essentially kidnapped and tickle tortured for 2 days ….and it was only halfway done???? I could not bare this any more. My mind was racing…I had already made my decision by spitting out my drink…I had to get out of here…and if I didn’t, Nurse Natalia would know by my reactions that I did not consume my muscle relaxer…If she figured that out, she would surely punish the hell out of me….I felt certain movement in my limbs….around 7am Kelly came back…We will get you all prepped up shortly honey…I’m just reviewing your tape now to see what parts on your body I will mark for today’s sessions…. How can this girl be so uncaring??? What did I ever do to her?? She doesn’t even know me, but she surely knows what hell I have been put thru.
At about 720, I decided that I had to take my chance…before anyone came back . I proceeded to get off the table, and after some wobbling…I seemed to have gathered my senses….I haven’t even walked in over 2 days I thought to myself. I went over and cracked the door open…Kelly was facing away, typing a few things on her laptop. I peered around and saw the exit door. I also saw a table…on it, a video tape and a clipboard with some documents on it…my waiver I thought!!! AND the video…yes! Here is all the proof I need to put this crazy bitch away! I had to do this… there is no way this tiny girl can stop me…I will do whatever I have to do. Looking around however, I could not find my clothes…so I grabbed a patient gown and put that on. I then tip toed over to the table and grabbed the clipboard and video tape. Ms Kelly turned around in shock, and asked me what the hell I was doing??? How did you get off the table? She asked. Please I said! I am not mad at you…I just want to get out of here…you see what they have been doing to me! This is wrong! I am not a criminal…I am going to the Deans office to report this! Please don’t try and stop me….I am calling Nurse she said. You cant! I said and walked over and grabbed the phone…I literally disconnected the receiver and took it with me…That crazy bitch…I said… Now I have her…
Gaining strength and confidence now, I headed to the Deans office… hopefully someone is there on Sunday I thought.
As self conscious as I felt in my skimpy medical gown, I was determined to report this crazy bitch…hell…maybe I could get some money out of the deal….. I opened the door to the schools main office and stepped inside….It looked as though no one was there…but a few seconds later I heard someone say “I be right out”. Ok I thought…gather yourself….Is this too embarrassing I thought?? But hell…I have the proof in my hand…Nurse Natalia is the one who should be embarrassed. Finally a girl came out and greeted me… no doubt surprised at my appearance. She was pretty girl…early 20’s with black rim glasses and a flattering short dress. Uh are you looking for the nurses office she hesitated? No, actually I just came from there I said. I’m…looking for the Dean…is she in? She is. She is upstairs in her office the girl said. What is this about? There is a serious matter involving school employees that I want to talk about…I would really be more comfortable speaking with her I said…And I am sorry about the way I look…it’s a long story. After phoning the Dean, the girl said, come with me. She walked me up a long, dark wooded staircase and led me down the hall, to the Deans office. After she opened the door for me, the Dean dismissed her and asked me to have a seat. Peculiar choice of clothing for a school campus she said… If I expected a grin…it never came. Don’t you know most people are home for the long weekend? She asked. I am only here because myself and my assistants are helping me re-organize our office.
What a vivid imagination you have young man, after I told her the complete story of the past several days. What is your last name young man? Um Michaels mamm… Oh yes…I remember your parents…they were so adamant about you being enrolled in this university…without their assurance of your superlative effort and achievement, you may not have been accepted into this school. But Dean Naylor, I swear I am telling the truth…here is the waiver I told you about. And I have the tape. After reading the waiver, Dean looked at me with contempt…it says here you were to be quarantined for at least 72 hours because of a contagious skin condition! And you signed this! And you are now in my office? Around my workers? And they tickled you?? What are you trying to accomplish here Mr Michaels? Do you have any idea what your parents would say if I told them why you are here?? I swear Dean!! Please, watch this tape! Come downstairs with me young man… Nurse Natalia has been with this University for 10 years Mr Michaels…do you have any idea what you are suggesting??? Ten years I thought? That’s impossible…she’s not old enough. Adriana, please put this into the vcr and tell me what the hell is going on Dean instructed to the girl who escorted me upstairs. I am telling you young man…if that tape doesn’t prove your wild accusations…I may have you expelled! A few minutes later Dean answered the phone….as she ended the conversation, she gave me a look that I would never forget…it seems that you have dug yourself a very deep hole young man…one that you may not be able to get out of…and one that may cost you your education, and your parents thousands of dollars! I have been informed by Kelly, Nurse Natalia’s assistant, that you, not only left the premises unauthorized, but that you also stole from the Nurse’s office? A telephone? A clipboard? A tape, and that silly robe?? This is because I needed proof, I sw --….Shush! young man….Answer me this question, and so help me…did you also threaten Ms Kelly on your way out??? But Dean…….. Just then Adriana came back….. Yes! I exclaimed…see I told you… what they did to me was criminal! It was - - - …there is nothing on this tape…its blank claimed Adriana….. What??? No!! its all there!! I said…did you go thru it all???????? All of it, she replied.
Dean Naylor’s gaze could have burnt a hole thru my skin…I was truly petrified now….How can I prove what I am saying is true??? Just then Nurse Natalia walked into the office!! OMG! That is her! She is the one who tortured me the last 2 days! What are you talking about Mr. Michaels? Have you lost your mind??? This is Rebecca, one of my assistants this semester…she is a recent graduate student, like many of the assistants I have, who are gaining professional experience working in my office. Come with me young man. Dean Naylor took me into another dim lit room down the hall, sat me down and proceeded to list all of the transgressions I recently committed. Do you understand what this means? She asked. With a quick vote of council I could have you expelled and possibly even arrested. Your parents would be furious! And should I also tell them that someone you “claimed” to be our trusted school nurse kidnapped and tickled you?? Is this some crazy fetish of yours? No mamm..I-- -- Shhhhh…Mr. Michaels, I am the one speaking now…all of your accusation have proven to be completely absurd. I have not decided what to do with you yet…but I will leave one choice up to you…I can proceed by calling your parents, and proceeding criminally, or we can figure out a way to handle this internally….
Please don’t call my parents…and I don’t want any of this on my record…I just want it to go away…I wish I never came here….but you did Mr. Michaels…and we can’t go back and change that now. I am going to meet with my assistants and make a few calls. You will wait, in this room…and so help me…If you try ANYTHING…you will be sorry…. My assistants will make sure to do not leave this room…..
About an hour later, Kelly entered the room, and ordered me to follow her….we went upstairs, back to Dean Naylor’s office where I was ordered to take a seat in front of this intimidating, yet strikingly attractive woman. She had dirty blond hair, shoulder length, pulled back into a pony-tail. She wore a flattering button down shirt, over a knee length skirt. She wore glasses, the rims of which matched her pretty colored hair. She also had beautifully manicured fingernails. She was the typical combination of beauty, along with a powerful, intelligent demeanor. Well, Mr. Michaels, it has been determined that you have many punishable infractions that must be dealt with. However, I don’t think anyone wants the embarrassment of having this get out…especially you. So this matter will be handled internally. Since we don’t want to interrupt your studies any more than we have to, it has been decided that you will serve a concentrated amount of detention…to be served in this office. Since it is a light school week, because of Mondays holiday, we can catch you up on your schoolwork over the weekend. But for the next 6 days, you will serve out your punishment. Twelve hours a day… for the next 6 days. You will not be permitted to leave the premises…and you will be expected to fully obey my assistants…who will determine your appropriate punishment each day. You will not be hurt….however I’m sure after the 6 days, you will have learned a lesson that you will not forget, even after you graduate from this University. We believe in both academic and behavioral development here Mr. Michaels. You are about to learn a lesson in behavioral development. I may assist in some of your development, when my schedule permits, but most of the time you will be in the hands of my trusted assistants. Please Mr. Michaels, do not give them any reason to give me a bad report about your progress…
Follow me downstairs young man…you will be shown your quarters for the remainder of the week…but first things first…. You will need to be thoroughly cleaned to ensure you no longer have that contagious skin condition…the fact that you may have made us all susceptible disgusts me.
Once back downstairs, and feeling most vulnerable, I was led away down a dim lit hall to a plain looking room, with only a couch in it, and a few tables. Primitive room I know, Dean Naylor said…this is why we are going to be remodeling the entire office…but for now I think this room will serve our purposes. Here comes Rebecca now…she will take over from here…..I will speak with you again after your cleaning. Hello… Mr. Michaels is it “Rebecca” asked??? I replied you know who….- - .I’m sorry? she asked, with a stern tone …lets get you prepared for you cleansing…the others will join us in a moment. Please remove your gown and take a seat on the couch.
Not wanting any more trouble than I already had, I obliged, and sat waiting on the couch. Within moments, several more beautiful, scantily clad co-eds entered the room… each wearing colorful cotton boy shorts , and wearing halter tank tops, exposing perfectly toned stomachs….these girls knew they were hot….they didn’t need my admiration. Immediately, they all began preparing the now “folded out” couch for my “cleaning”… plastic went over the whole area, a portable water hose and container were brought in, and one girl was organizing different style brushes. Ok mister, Rebecca said …stand up and keep your arms at your sides. On cue, each girl, who were all now wearing rubber gloves, grabbed a part of my body. I quickly had ropes fastened around my ankles, wrists, and waist. We need to be sure you are kept steady for the cleaning…said the girl I had previously known as Nurse Natalia, but who now went by Rebecca. We are going to be treating different parts of your body simultaneously, and we don’t need you flopping around, possibly contaminating us….It would also be too hard for you to keep your arms held high without wanting to drop them…especially for several hours…. With that I was knelt on the couch….My arms were pulled high, with the rope pulled around a beam in the ceiling….My ankles were pulled back behind me, and fastened to a metal rail on the couch frame….The rope around my waist was also fastened to the metal frame that held my ankles….this ensured that I could not pull my torso forward…another rope, also around my waist was fastened to a part of the frame in front of me…. essentially ensuring I could not move my torso at all….here I was again… naked…helpless, and at the mercy of beautiful determined girls who wanted to make life unbearable for me.
Try and relax Mr Michaels…we will need to have access to every single inch of your body…if you try to pull away, it will take us longer to give each area the concentrated and attentive cleaning that it needs. Ok ladies…lets get started. With that I felt a cool stream of water from a hose saturate my entire body….it felt uncomfortable at first…but then I got a little used to it. After I was thoroughly soaked, the girls began lathering me with soapy sponges….this tickled a little at first, but then started to feel good…actually a little too good…one of the girls commented on my erection…. Then another started washing that too…. This could be contaminated too she mused. I must say this part of my cleaning was fairly pleasant…but that I knew couldn’t last…After awhile the girls all switched to handheld brushes….each brush was soaked in a rough, exfoliating solution…when these brushes hit my skin, I was almost glad I was securely bound. My initial reaction caused me to jerk my limbs in close, but the ropes kept me firmly in place….Oh you’re not going anywhere you bad boy Rebecca said… not until you are thoroughly cleaned. The girls continued their scrubbing assault on my sensitive body…and this I must say tickled and hurt at the same time…this went on for awhile, until the girls put the brushes down and then I got rinsed with the hose… this time the water was a bit cooler… which definitely reenergized me after falling sluggish during the harsh brush treatment. After this the girls spread a tingly lotion all over my body, with their gloved hands…. This was now starting to tickle…and I again started to jerk in my bonds….oh, sorry does this tickle?, Rebecca asked…fully knowing how sensitive to tickling I was….Yes, honestly it does I responded. Keep applying the lotion girls…this boy seems to have a perverted thing for “tickling”….so, tell us about your imaginary experience this weekend again…what did you say?….Nurse Natalia kidnapped and tickle tortured you??? All the girls laughed, and at least it seemed to me, began to purposely tickle me now. I started to laugh aloud. Listen to him, one of the girls quipped! I think this is actually tickling him! They all started to have fun at my expense now…. I soon felt slippery gloved fingers sliding thru my toes…and when I felt a wet gloved finger invade my navel, I sputtered out laughter filled pleas. I told you we were going to clean every part of your body honey…I wasn’t kidding. Try to gather yourself. Almost on cue, the girls all picked up smaller brushes, and now started to meticulously focus on particularly sensitive parts of my body.
I started to jerk in my restraints a bit more now…and I think the more I did, the more unbearable these girls tried to torment me. No doubt this was more than a “cleaning”… it was personal now…and Rebecca and her gang of tormentors were putting me thru hell… SHIT!!!!!!!!!! Without warning the brushes now started spinning…sending by body into a new wave of nerve sensation overload! These must have been electric toothbrushes… and I swear they covered every moistened inch of my body. At one point Rebecca was alternating my navel “cleaning” by switching back and forth from the electric toothbrush to a wet q-tip which she evilly swirled in my navel by rotating it back and forth between her fingers. Every time I dropped my head or clenched my teeth a brush would find it’s way along my neck, or in my ear….as if to punish me…to remind me to stand strong and endure the torture these girls eagerly inflicted on me.
After what must have been (an exhausting) few hours, I finally felt relived when the water hose started to rinse my body. At that point I was patted dry, and released from my bonds. Please don’t think of going anywhere or doing anything other than what you are specifically told Mr Michaels…you have been officially committed to detention until Friday evening, by Dean Naylor. Every single thing you do from now until then will be decided for you…and heavily monitored. We have over a dozen girls on duty this week…and Im sure along with the office reorganization, we can have at least 5 girls serving you your detention punishment at all times. Lets go meet Dean Naylor…Im sure she wants to let you know what she has in store for you.
The girls led me outside of the room and we waited for the Dean…I noticed now that the room I was just in has a reverse glass view. I can see into it, but I couldn’t see out when I was inside. Just then Dean Naylor arrived… WITH LAURA!!!!??? OMG… Laura…the girl I broke up with last month…Hello she cordially said to me…wha-- what are you doing here Laura? How long have you been here??? (did she just witness what these evil girls put me thru?) I am here to see Rebecca again, she said. She helped me yesterday after I had a few items stolen from my dorm. I wanted to give here a follow up report after I did another inventory of my personal items. Rebecca is head of residence security chimed Dean Naylor…Laura met with her yesterday after her dorm was broken into…but of course you say she had you kidnapped and was performing evil operations on you…all the girls laughed at this….what? Laura said, looking at me? What are you doing here??? Mr Michaels is serving a long detention said Dean Naylor…I suggest you stay clear of him for awhile…he is acting rather strange lately. I did notice he was acting strange before we broke up said Laura…. I wish you well, Laura coolly said to me….and I hope you’re not in too much trouble…however I do think you need to get some things worked out. Come with me Laura, Rebecca said….we will go over the inventory check you brought over.
Come with me to my office Mr Michaels Dean sternly ordered me. I swear the walk up the dark staircase, and down the long hall had an eeriness to it…no wonder why Dean Naylor had such a reputation for maintaining discipline on campus. After she sat me down she again reminded me of the many transgressions I was being held responsible for. Since I agreed to keep my folks out of this, my discipline would be handled internally. I have decided young man that I am going to leave your method of punishment up to Rebecca and the rest of the team. I have been trying to give up a little control lately, and I trust my assistants to do what is best for this university…and to also leave you with a lesson that will leave a long -term impression. They will be instructed not to hurt you, so that you not need worry about. Your detention will be 12 hours long each day, assuming you commit no further infractions during your detention. You will be instructed when to eat, drink, and sleep. Do you understand young man? I nodded a defeated yes…good, she said. And remember, any bad report I get from any of the girls will result in a much more severe handing of your situation. With that Dean called downstairs to Rebecca and advised her that I would be arriving downstairs within 30 minutes to begin serving my detention. Have you and the girls decided what punishment you will administer to Mr Michaels? she asked Rebecca…you have? I heard Dean say…. The perfect punishment for him you say?? she mused Well good…Im sure he is ready and committed to serving his detention and putting this whole mess behind him…..With that she grinned evilly at me…OMG no…my heart dropped….
Too be continued~
I am going to meet my fellow nurses, whom I mentioned yesterday. They are recent graduate students here…all from China. They have very unique techniques for treating conditions just like yours. I will let my assistant fill you in on more of the details, but I am going to have breakfast with the nurses, so we can discuss, in detail, the session treatments to be utilized today. With that I received a kiss on the cheek…please obey my assistant Mr Michaels…I think you learned last night that I handle all infractions very seriously… Just so you know…we continued to torture your poor little navel for 30 minutes after you past out last night…It was cute watching your belly muscles twitch, after you had already passed out. It is all on the tape, which maybe you will enjoy watching one day, she said with an evil wink. After that I saw her remove the tape from the recorder…then leave the room.
Only 6:10?? I thought as I looked at the clock…I was up early today… She must really have a horribly long day planned for me.. I cant do this! I swear…I am starting to lose my mind! At about 630 the assistant walked in…I’m Kelly she said…I will be prepping you for today. She was a cute girl…about 5’ 6”…with shoulder length blond hair, and wearing a white lab coat. Any other time I would have focused on her beautiful face, and mouth, but as she spoke, her words became much more important to me… having my treatment discussed in excruciating detail, certainly made everything else trivial…It wouldn’t matter how pretty this girl was…her job was to assist Nurse Natalia in torturing me out of my mind. These 5 nurses, she went on to say, have a very unique method of stimulating nerve endings. They all use pointed metal devices…each Nurse has 2...one in each hand….What they do is literally poke you, fairly lightly…but all 5 nurses act in unison, well 6 today, including Head Nurse Natalia… They effectively stimulate completely different parts of your body…and they have worked together so long… they have a way of timing the pokes…that I hear literally can drive a person to insanity! I heard it used to be a torture technique in ancient China…after 30 minutes the subject would be nearly insane….Of course today, they will be using it as a treatment…but for a much extended period of time. Rumor has it, the tip of each device has a light electrical charge as well…although I cant say for sure…Fortunately, it has never been used on me. Well, I have to leave the room for awhile to prepare a few things…Here is your morning drink. She poured it into my mouth…but this time I did the unthinkable…At that point, I heard the phone ring…I’ll be back Ms Kelly said…OMG!! Here is my chance….I struggled hard, but I was able to turn my head to one side…and I spit the drink out….I hope this is my muscle relaxer I thought. After a few minutes Ms Kelly entered the room. Nurse Natalia will be running a bit late Mr Michaels…but it’s ok, she said you all will just continue your treatment later into the evening to make up the time. I will be back in a bit to prep you.
Here I was …completely defeated after being, well…essentially kidnapped and tickle tortured for 2 days ….and it was only halfway done???? I could not bare this any more. My mind was racing…I had already made my decision by spitting out my drink…I had to get out of here…and if I didn’t, Nurse Natalia would know by my reactions that I did not consume my muscle relaxer…If she figured that out, she would surely punish the hell out of me….I felt certain movement in my limbs….around 7am Kelly came back…We will get you all prepped up shortly honey…I’m just reviewing your tape now to see what parts on your body I will mark for today’s sessions…. How can this girl be so uncaring??? What did I ever do to her?? She doesn’t even know me, but she surely knows what hell I have been put thru.
At about 720, I decided that I had to take my chance…before anyone came back . I proceeded to get off the table, and after some wobbling…I seemed to have gathered my senses….I haven’t even walked in over 2 days I thought to myself. I went over and cracked the door open…Kelly was facing away, typing a few things on her laptop. I peered around and saw the exit door. I also saw a table…on it, a video tape and a clipboard with some documents on it…my waiver I thought!!! AND the video…yes! Here is all the proof I need to put this crazy bitch away! I had to do this… there is no way this tiny girl can stop me…I will do whatever I have to do. Looking around however, I could not find my clothes…so I grabbed a patient gown and put that on. I then tip toed over to the table and grabbed the clipboard and video tape. Ms Kelly turned around in shock, and asked me what the hell I was doing??? How did you get off the table? She asked. Please I said! I am not mad at you…I just want to get out of here…you see what they have been doing to me! This is wrong! I am not a criminal…I am going to the Deans office to report this! Please don’t try and stop me….I am calling Nurse she said. You cant! I said and walked over and grabbed the phone…I literally disconnected the receiver and took it with me…That crazy bitch…I said… Now I have her…
Gaining strength and confidence now, I headed to the Deans office… hopefully someone is there on Sunday I thought.
As self conscious as I felt in my skimpy medical gown, I was determined to report this crazy bitch…hell…maybe I could get some money out of the deal….. I opened the door to the schools main office and stepped inside….It looked as though no one was there…but a few seconds later I heard someone say “I be right out”. Ok I thought…gather yourself….Is this too embarrassing I thought?? But hell…I have the proof in my hand…Nurse Natalia is the one who should be embarrassed. Finally a girl came out and greeted me… no doubt surprised at my appearance. She was pretty girl…early 20’s with black rim glasses and a flattering short dress. Uh are you looking for the nurses office she hesitated? No, actually I just came from there I said. I’m…looking for the Dean…is she in? She is. She is upstairs in her office the girl said. What is this about? There is a serious matter involving school employees that I want to talk about…I would really be more comfortable speaking with her I said…And I am sorry about the way I look…it’s a long story. After phoning the Dean, the girl said, come with me. She walked me up a long, dark wooded staircase and led me down the hall, to the Deans office. After she opened the door for me, the Dean dismissed her and asked me to have a seat. Peculiar choice of clothing for a school campus she said… If I expected a grin…it never came. Don’t you know most people are home for the long weekend? She asked. I am only here because myself and my assistants are helping me re-organize our office.
What a vivid imagination you have young man, after I told her the complete story of the past several days. What is your last name young man? Um Michaels mamm… Oh yes…I remember your parents…they were so adamant about you being enrolled in this university…without their assurance of your superlative effort and achievement, you may not have been accepted into this school. But Dean Naylor, I swear I am telling the truth…here is the waiver I told you about. And I have the tape. After reading the waiver, Dean looked at me with contempt…it says here you were to be quarantined for at least 72 hours because of a contagious skin condition! And you signed this! And you are now in my office? Around my workers? And they tickled you?? What are you trying to accomplish here Mr Michaels? Do you have any idea what your parents would say if I told them why you are here?? I swear Dean!! Please, watch this tape! Come downstairs with me young man… Nurse Natalia has been with this University for 10 years Mr Michaels…do you have any idea what you are suggesting??? Ten years I thought? That’s impossible…she’s not old enough. Adriana, please put this into the vcr and tell me what the hell is going on Dean instructed to the girl who escorted me upstairs. I am telling you young man…if that tape doesn’t prove your wild accusations…I may have you expelled! A few minutes later Dean answered the phone….as she ended the conversation, she gave me a look that I would never forget…it seems that you have dug yourself a very deep hole young man…one that you may not be able to get out of…and one that may cost you your education, and your parents thousands of dollars! I have been informed by Kelly, Nurse Natalia’s assistant, that you, not only left the premises unauthorized, but that you also stole from the Nurse’s office? A telephone? A clipboard? A tape, and that silly robe?? This is because I needed proof, I sw --….Shush! young man….Answer me this question, and so help me…did you also threaten Ms Kelly on your way out??? But Dean…….. Just then Adriana came back….. Yes! I exclaimed…see I told you… what they did to me was criminal! It was - - - …there is nothing on this tape…its blank claimed Adriana….. What??? No!! its all there!! I said…did you go thru it all???????? All of it, she replied.
Dean Naylor’s gaze could have burnt a hole thru my skin…I was truly petrified now….How can I prove what I am saying is true??? Just then Nurse Natalia walked into the office!! OMG! That is her! She is the one who tortured me the last 2 days! What are you talking about Mr. Michaels? Have you lost your mind??? This is Rebecca, one of my assistants this semester…she is a recent graduate student, like many of the assistants I have, who are gaining professional experience working in my office. Come with me young man. Dean Naylor took me into another dim lit room down the hall, sat me down and proceeded to list all of the transgressions I recently committed. Do you understand what this means? She asked. With a quick vote of council I could have you expelled and possibly even arrested. Your parents would be furious! And should I also tell them that someone you “claimed” to be our trusted school nurse kidnapped and tickled you?? Is this some crazy fetish of yours? No mamm..I-- -- Shhhhh…Mr. Michaels, I am the one speaking now…all of your accusation have proven to be completely absurd. I have not decided what to do with you yet…but I will leave one choice up to you…I can proceed by calling your parents, and proceeding criminally, or we can figure out a way to handle this internally….
Please don’t call my parents…and I don’t want any of this on my record…I just want it to go away…I wish I never came here….but you did Mr. Michaels…and we can’t go back and change that now. I am going to meet with my assistants and make a few calls. You will wait, in this room…and so help me…If you try ANYTHING…you will be sorry…. My assistants will make sure to do not leave this room…..
About an hour later, Kelly entered the room, and ordered me to follow her….we went upstairs, back to Dean Naylor’s office where I was ordered to take a seat in front of this intimidating, yet strikingly attractive woman. She had dirty blond hair, shoulder length, pulled back into a pony-tail. She wore a flattering button down shirt, over a knee length skirt. She wore glasses, the rims of which matched her pretty colored hair. She also had beautifully manicured fingernails. She was the typical combination of beauty, along with a powerful, intelligent demeanor. Well, Mr. Michaels, it has been determined that you have many punishable infractions that must be dealt with. However, I don’t think anyone wants the embarrassment of having this get out…especially you. So this matter will be handled internally. Since we don’t want to interrupt your studies any more than we have to, it has been decided that you will serve a concentrated amount of detention…to be served in this office. Since it is a light school week, because of Mondays holiday, we can catch you up on your schoolwork over the weekend. But for the next 6 days, you will serve out your punishment. Twelve hours a day… for the next 6 days. You will not be permitted to leave the premises…and you will be expected to fully obey my assistants…who will determine your appropriate punishment each day. You will not be hurt….however I’m sure after the 6 days, you will have learned a lesson that you will not forget, even after you graduate from this University. We believe in both academic and behavioral development here Mr. Michaels. You are about to learn a lesson in behavioral development. I may assist in some of your development, when my schedule permits, but most of the time you will be in the hands of my trusted assistants. Please Mr. Michaels, do not give them any reason to give me a bad report about your progress…
Follow me downstairs young man…you will be shown your quarters for the remainder of the week…but first things first…. You will need to be thoroughly cleaned to ensure you no longer have that contagious skin condition…the fact that you may have made us all susceptible disgusts me.
Once back downstairs, and feeling most vulnerable, I was led away down a dim lit hall to a plain looking room, with only a couch in it, and a few tables. Primitive room I know, Dean Naylor said…this is why we are going to be remodeling the entire office…but for now I think this room will serve our purposes. Here comes Rebecca now…she will take over from here…..I will speak with you again after your cleaning. Hello… Mr. Michaels is it “Rebecca” asked??? I replied you know who….- - .I’m sorry? she asked, with a stern tone …lets get you prepared for you cleansing…the others will join us in a moment. Please remove your gown and take a seat on the couch.
Not wanting any more trouble than I already had, I obliged, and sat waiting on the couch. Within moments, several more beautiful, scantily clad co-eds entered the room… each wearing colorful cotton boy shorts , and wearing halter tank tops, exposing perfectly toned stomachs….these girls knew they were hot….they didn’t need my admiration. Immediately, they all began preparing the now “folded out” couch for my “cleaning”… plastic went over the whole area, a portable water hose and container were brought in, and one girl was organizing different style brushes. Ok mister, Rebecca said …stand up and keep your arms at your sides. On cue, each girl, who were all now wearing rubber gloves, grabbed a part of my body. I quickly had ropes fastened around my ankles, wrists, and waist. We need to be sure you are kept steady for the cleaning…said the girl I had previously known as Nurse Natalia, but who now went by Rebecca. We are going to be treating different parts of your body simultaneously, and we don’t need you flopping around, possibly contaminating us….It would also be too hard for you to keep your arms held high without wanting to drop them…especially for several hours…. With that I was knelt on the couch….My arms were pulled high, with the rope pulled around a beam in the ceiling….My ankles were pulled back behind me, and fastened to a metal rail on the couch frame….The rope around my waist was also fastened to the metal frame that held my ankles….this ensured that I could not pull my torso forward…another rope, also around my waist was fastened to a part of the frame in front of me…. essentially ensuring I could not move my torso at all….here I was again… naked…helpless, and at the mercy of beautiful determined girls who wanted to make life unbearable for me.
Try and relax Mr Michaels…we will need to have access to every single inch of your body…if you try to pull away, it will take us longer to give each area the concentrated and attentive cleaning that it needs. Ok ladies…lets get started. With that I felt a cool stream of water from a hose saturate my entire body….it felt uncomfortable at first…but then I got a little used to it. After I was thoroughly soaked, the girls began lathering me with soapy sponges….this tickled a little at first, but then started to feel good…actually a little too good…one of the girls commented on my erection…. Then another started washing that too…. This could be contaminated too she mused. I must say this part of my cleaning was fairly pleasant…but that I knew couldn’t last…After awhile the girls all switched to handheld brushes….each brush was soaked in a rough, exfoliating solution…when these brushes hit my skin, I was almost glad I was securely bound. My initial reaction caused me to jerk my limbs in close, but the ropes kept me firmly in place….Oh you’re not going anywhere you bad boy Rebecca said… not until you are thoroughly cleaned. The girls continued their scrubbing assault on my sensitive body…and this I must say tickled and hurt at the same time…this went on for awhile, until the girls put the brushes down and then I got rinsed with the hose… this time the water was a bit cooler… which definitely reenergized me after falling sluggish during the harsh brush treatment. After this the girls spread a tingly lotion all over my body, with their gloved hands…. This was now starting to tickle…and I again started to jerk in my bonds….oh, sorry does this tickle?, Rebecca asked…fully knowing how sensitive to tickling I was….Yes, honestly it does I responded. Keep applying the lotion girls…this boy seems to have a perverted thing for “tickling”….so, tell us about your imaginary experience this weekend again…what did you say?….Nurse Natalia kidnapped and tickle tortured you??? All the girls laughed, and at least it seemed to me, began to purposely tickle me now. I started to laugh aloud. Listen to him, one of the girls quipped! I think this is actually tickling him! They all started to have fun at my expense now…. I soon felt slippery gloved fingers sliding thru my toes…and when I felt a wet gloved finger invade my navel, I sputtered out laughter filled pleas. I told you we were going to clean every part of your body honey…I wasn’t kidding. Try to gather yourself. Almost on cue, the girls all picked up smaller brushes, and now started to meticulously focus on particularly sensitive parts of my body.
I started to jerk in my restraints a bit more now…and I think the more I did, the more unbearable these girls tried to torment me. No doubt this was more than a “cleaning”… it was personal now…and Rebecca and her gang of tormentors were putting me thru hell… SHIT!!!!!!!!!! Without warning the brushes now started spinning…sending by body into a new wave of nerve sensation overload! These must have been electric toothbrushes… and I swear they covered every moistened inch of my body. At one point Rebecca was alternating my navel “cleaning” by switching back and forth from the electric toothbrush to a wet q-tip which she evilly swirled in my navel by rotating it back and forth between her fingers. Every time I dropped my head or clenched my teeth a brush would find it’s way along my neck, or in my ear….as if to punish me…to remind me to stand strong and endure the torture these girls eagerly inflicted on me.
After what must have been (an exhausting) few hours, I finally felt relived when the water hose started to rinse my body. At that point I was patted dry, and released from my bonds. Please don’t think of going anywhere or doing anything other than what you are specifically told Mr Michaels…you have been officially committed to detention until Friday evening, by Dean Naylor. Every single thing you do from now until then will be decided for you…and heavily monitored. We have over a dozen girls on duty this week…and Im sure along with the office reorganization, we can have at least 5 girls serving you your detention punishment at all times. Lets go meet Dean Naylor…Im sure she wants to let you know what she has in store for you.
The girls led me outside of the room and we waited for the Dean…I noticed now that the room I was just in has a reverse glass view. I can see into it, but I couldn’t see out when I was inside. Just then Dean Naylor arrived… WITH LAURA!!!!??? OMG… Laura…the girl I broke up with last month…Hello she cordially said to me…wha-- what are you doing here Laura? How long have you been here??? (did she just witness what these evil girls put me thru?) I am here to see Rebecca again, she said. She helped me yesterday after I had a few items stolen from my dorm. I wanted to give here a follow up report after I did another inventory of my personal items. Rebecca is head of residence security chimed Dean Naylor…Laura met with her yesterday after her dorm was broken into…but of course you say she had you kidnapped and was performing evil operations on you…all the girls laughed at this….what? Laura said, looking at me? What are you doing here??? Mr Michaels is serving a long detention said Dean Naylor…I suggest you stay clear of him for awhile…he is acting rather strange lately. I did notice he was acting strange before we broke up said Laura…. I wish you well, Laura coolly said to me….and I hope you’re not in too much trouble…however I do think you need to get some things worked out. Come with me Laura, Rebecca said….we will go over the inventory check you brought over.
Come with me to my office Mr Michaels Dean sternly ordered me. I swear the walk up the dark staircase, and down the long hall had an eeriness to it…no wonder why Dean Naylor had such a reputation for maintaining discipline on campus. After she sat me down she again reminded me of the many transgressions I was being held responsible for. Since I agreed to keep my folks out of this, my discipline would be handled internally. I have decided young man that I am going to leave your method of punishment up to Rebecca and the rest of the team. I have been trying to give up a little control lately, and I trust my assistants to do what is best for this university…and to also leave you with a lesson that will leave a long -term impression. They will be instructed not to hurt you, so that you not need worry about. Your detention will be 12 hours long each day, assuming you commit no further infractions during your detention. You will be instructed when to eat, drink, and sleep. Do you understand young man? I nodded a defeated yes…good, she said. And remember, any bad report I get from any of the girls will result in a much more severe handing of your situation. With that Dean called downstairs to Rebecca and advised her that I would be arriving downstairs within 30 minutes to begin serving my detention. Have you and the girls decided what punishment you will administer to Mr Michaels? she asked Rebecca…you have? I heard Dean say…. The perfect punishment for him you say?? she mused Well good…Im sure he is ready and committed to serving his detention and putting this whole mess behind him…..With that she grinned evilly at me…OMG no…my heart dropped….
Too be continued~
