Lady Seductress
by Hamlet



Hello it's Me Lady Seductress the all-powerful and invincible Sadist I would
tell you how I began work as a Corrective Therapist or CT for short.

I used to work at Queen Mary's Hospital in London in the hospital as an
Injectionist and Enemaist many ways I enjoyed the job , but was getting fed up
with the restrictions as well as the low pay in the Health Service. Eventually
matters came to a head when I was summoned to the Administrator's office.I
could never stand him anyway and always saw him as a total wimp. He told Me
that one of my patients who was the local Head of the Health Authority had
complained about the amount of pain he had suffered at my hands .He had even
written to the Minister of Health about Me.

I was absolutely furious when I heard this,I told the administrator that if I
Ever saw that bastard again I would dislocate his shoulder and make sure he
needed more injections. I then told him he could stuff his job that I could
earn more elsewhere and that was the last time he would see Me.As I left I
threw one of the plants against the window which smashed the glass, The
wretched Administrator was left cowering under the desk!

I walked outside in the sunshine feeling so overjoyed! Although I was now
unemployed, soon I would be making more money than ever and would be able to
spend years of my life inflicting as much pain and torture as I liked and
there was nothing anyone could do about it.Noone would dare resist or complain
about a Black Sadist!

I walked outside feeling so glad that I was no longer working at that
hospital.I would soon be a full time Corrective Therapist and would be able to
torture and beat people to my heart's content.I could inflict the most
terrible pain and there was nothing they could do about it.

I realised that I was now unemployed, but I would use this period to develop
my fighting skills.I knew I could not lose a fight, but I wanted to fight
until my opponent was black and blue and almost maimed for life.

I practiced fanatically in the gym every day until my muscles became like
steel. I made nonsense of the claim that somehow women were weaker than men-my
muscles were stronger than any man's .What is more I knew as I said before
that there were far more vulnerable parts on a man's body than a woman's and
that Men have far less resistance to pain. I developed my fighting skills to
such an extent that I gave self-defence classes in which I showed how to beat
any opponent at all no matter what size he was.I learned new fighting skills
such as Taekwondo and became so good that I could beat people who had
practiced the sport for years.

I then started to advertise as a Corrective Therapist in various papers and
journals.I realised that much Academic Therapy was hostile to CT as they
believed it was just an excuse to beat up patients.I had therefore to be a
little subtle and not tell the whole truth.I advertised as a Therapist who
dealt with personal and emotional problems.I would be prepared to use a
certain amount of 'Forceful Persuasion to help patients solve their
problems.All patients would have to sign a contract for at least 6 weeks
Treatment.It was made clear in the advertisements that patients would have to
submit to Me completely for the treatment to be effective.

It took about a week for Me to obtain my first reply. I returned home from the
gym one Saturday evening and saw 2 Messages on my ansaphone.One of the
Messages came from Stewart and the other from Lucy.I decided to deal with
Stewartfirst.I rang him back and introduced myself to him as Lady Seductress
the Threrapist.He sounded very nervous on the phone. He told Me that he was a
serious alcoholic and did not know what to do about it .He said he had been
drinking all his life and did not know what to do.His wife had left him.He had
fallen into gutters and been terribly sick with liver complaints.He had tried
everything-AA and treatment centres,but nothing worked mainly because he
enjoyed drinking and in some ways wanted to continue.

I told him I would be happy to see him.I told him that the kind of Therapy I
practiced CT was the only treatment that could cure him.This was because he
had to overcome the desire to drink and CT would do that.I told him that CT
was a very serious form of treatment, not like AA where people just sit around
talking.

Most existing treatments as far as I was concerned� were totally ineffective
and focused on helping people discontinue their alcohol intake, followed up
with life training and/or social support in order to help them resist a return
to alcohol use. An example of this kind of treatment was detoxification
followed by a combination of supportive therapy, attendance at self-help
groups, and on-going development of coping Mechanisms. The treatment community
for alcoholism typically supports an abstinence-based zero tolerance approach;
however, there are some who promote a harm-reduction approach as well.

As far as I was concerned CT was the only effective treatment or else the
disease which would become progressively worse if it was not treated soon
Stewart had started by using detoxification to no effect. Detoxification or
'detox' for alcoholics is an abrupt stop of alcohol drinking coupled with the
substitution of drugs that have similar effects to offset the withdrawal
symptoms. Benzodiazepines were the most common family of drugs used for this,
followed by barbiturates.

He had also tried group therapy but had left after a few weeks feeling

worse than ever he had been to AA (Alcoholics Anonymous) but had left

after a few weeks felling worse than ever

I also told him that he would have to sign a Contract that would commit him to
a minimum of 6 weeks treatment. It would cost him £500 minimum.Once he signed
it there was no escape-I would carry on visiting him and he would have to see
Me whether he liked it or not.I told him that as today was Saturday I would
see him at 9 am promptly on Monday for a 2 hour session.

The next call was from Lucy.I was in a very distraught state.She told Me that
I had 2 children and I was constantly getting into trouble for neglecting
them.She said that she was in trouble from Social Services because her house
was filthy. She had also been in trouble for going out and leaving her childen
alone in the house and when I returned one of them who was 2 years old had
fallen down the stairs.

I was furious with this bitch.I had seen children neglected by their parents
in hospital and it made Me mad.I was very abrupt with her on the phone and
told her to be present at her home at 9 AM on Tuesday for a 2 hour Session. I
also told her that I was going to sign an 8 week contract with Me for £750.I
then told her to clean up her filthy house by Tuesday or there would be
trouble.I slammed the phone down.

With that my life as a Corrective Therapist had well and truly begun!

TO BE CONTINUED