Chapter 2

The week dragged by after I aced my exams. My apartment was rearranged to make room for the equipment and furniture that made a reasonable facsimile of a psychiatrist's office. If she took my bait she'd be here. The antigens in the pills really do mimic the effects of heroin, I didn't lie about that. I merely neglected to tell her about the other ingredients or their insidious side effects.

On the afternoon of the sixth day there was a tentative knock at my door. The woman I greeted was a different person from the Pamela I saw last week. Her face was puffy and bruised and her eyes were wet with tears. She was wearing rumpled sweats and sneakers. "What happened Pammy? Who hit you?"

"B-Betty, she punched me out, I told her she was fat and ugly, and she slapped me and called me bad names, but I was horny and tried to make lo- fuck her but she pushed me and I had to mastur- play with my pussy and she punched me but I was so hot I kept rubbing my clit and..." She was like the Eveready bunny as her mouth kept running and running. "Slow down Pam, relax, come into my office and we'll talk"

I escorted her to my "office" and told her to lie down on the leather couch that I swiped from a retired shrink. She sat, then jumped back up clutching her recently spanked butt. Still, she followed my order shifting around until she was lying down. She had no choice. I felt kind of bad about her getting beat up, but there was no permanent damage, and she probably deserved it. Among the additives in her medication was sodium pentethol, a truth serum, and a hormone that multiplied the female sex drive. A neural block fashioned from my DNA prevented orgasm, unless in contact with my sperm. Too bad Pammy is a lesbian.

I sat in my easy chair at the head of the couch. "Now Miss Ferguson, lets begin our first session. It was very naughty of you to lie about your drug use, you were a bad little girl."

"I'm sorry Doctor (she called me Doctor!) I was sooo embarrassed to tell you. I won't fib anymore, I promise".

I know you won't Pammy. Now, have you felt any side effects? Any cravings for drugs?"

"Gee no sir (she called me sir!) I don't like those bad drugs anymore! But I get so horny lately, it makes me crazy! I just play with my little cunny all day. Am I a bad girl mister?"

No dear, you can't help it. Us Doctors call it Affective Nymphomanic Response Syndrome. Do you know what that is?"

"I don't know those big words Doctor. What does it mean?"

"You're a slut Pammy, a horny slut."

"Wow, I'm a slut, cool!"

"But you can't cum, can you?"

I can't, and I try real hard all the time. I'm so hot I'm burning up!"

"You can only cum with a man's semen. My semen. You're a cum slut Pamela, a cum dumpster, a cum guzzling slut!"

"But I'm a lesbian sir, I'm not supposed to fuck with boys, what can I do? Help me please Mister!"

"There are other ways to get your sperm fix you dumbed down dyke, crawl over here and kneel down between my knees. I'll help you, you poor horny lezzy bitch!"

Those pills had really decreased her I.Q., but she had no trouble unbuckling my belt and unzipping my pants. When she grasped my Johnson she looked up and meekly asked "please?"

I nodded and she inhaled my dick down her throat like a high priced whore on amphetamines. Her nose tickled the hairs on my belly and her tongue lapped my balls as her esophagus convulsed on my member. She wagged her ass and gagged in pleasure, searching for my liquid treasure. Having this lesbian cock tease choking on my prick was enough to take me over the top. My cum shot into her welcoming belly as her body vibrated in unbridled release. The crotch of her sweat pants were soaked with her female juices as she reached her long delayed orgasm.

"Not bad for a beginner, but practice makes perfect" I said as she lapped up the last drops of my cum. Come back tomorrow and we'll continue your treatment. I handed her a few new medications with a set of instructions and a stern warning, "Don't you dare play with that juicy pussy until then, you need to learn some self control. Run along now little girl." I gave her a swat on the butt and she scurried out the door.