Chapter 9: Kathy's Little Surprise

"Now, Kathy, is there anything we should know before your first session?" the county sex therapist asked.

What do you mean, Mrs. Potter?"

"Oh, you know, are there any acts that you'd rather not perform?"

"Well, I really hate anal sex," Kathy blushed.

Mrs. Potter looked at her clipboard, "well, I think we can put you on a schedule tonight that won't require you to use your back door too much. After all, Officer Ray said you're a volunteer, not one of those awful women we get from traffic court."

Kathy looked puzzled. "Mrs. Potter, Officer Ray really didn't tell me what goes on here, he just said I was in for 'an adventure'."

"Then I need to explain. This is the county home where we treat people with histories of violent, dangerous or anti-social sexual behaviour. We use normal young people like you to teach patients how to control their urges so they can become productive, sexually-active members of society."

"Oh, okay," Kathy said hesitantly. "But, what, what happens if they can't control their... urges."

"That's where this comes in," Mrs. Potter removed a thin silver butt plug from the pocket of her white lab coat.

"I thought you said I wouldn't have to do anal?" Kathy gasped.

"Oh, don't worry, dear, it's really narrow and we'll use some numbing cream so it won't hurt when it goes into you're little ass. It's actually a remote control electric prod. If a patient gets out of control while in contact with you, I'll push this button and they'll get a shock."

"But I won't feel it, right?" Kathy asked hopefully.

"No, Mrs. Potter looked over the top of her horn-rimmed glasses, "you'll feel it, too, but I'll only use it if the patient breaks the rules while in direct contact with you. Now, bend over, we've got to get ready for your first session.

"By the way, Kathy," she said as she struggled to insert the plug, "are you much of a thespian?"

"Well," Kathy blushed and looked over her shoulder at the tall raven-haired woman, "only a few times with Mommy and my little sister, but I'm willing to try anything once -- especially if you'll take your hair out of that bun."

"No, no," Mrs. Potter shook her head as the plug popped into place. "I said THESPIAN, you know, an actress. Can you play a part?"

"Oh," Kathy was embarrassed and a little disappointed. "I guess I can do that, too."

Mrs. Potter pointed to a box of clothes. "Slip into this outfit and meet me in the outside therapy area I five minutes," she pointed to a door. "Time we got started."

What a change when Kathy stepped outside. Except for the high walls and guard towers, she would have sworn she was in a city park. The area was brightly lit by spotlights.