VICIOUS VERONICA DEALS SEVERELY WITH AN ALCOHOLIC by hamlet 'Ian the torture is about to begin. By the time I leave I will want at least 3 ejaculations from this stem! With that Veronica dragged her leather gloved hands up and down his stem. She then dug her nails hard into his testicles put her hand across his mouth as she did not want to hear any more screaming. After about 20 minutes spunk was coming down her leather gloves. 'That took a long time-it's the drink isn't it? That's why you can't get hard. Its call brewers droop. Don't worry -when I've finished with you will be giving me spunk in less than 5 minutes. And remember-this little stem is mine and only mine. It does not belong to you at all. So, if I catch you playing with it again, you're in real trouble. Understood? 'Yes, Madame Veronica! 'he cried out. 'Let's start again I want some more spunk. With that she straddled him again with her huge muscular frame so he could not move. She held his mouth again in her powerful hands and wanked him hard with strong forceful movements. He came again in slightly less time. 'Not much life in this pathetic thing is there Ian? No Madame Veronica 'he was forced to agree. She then ordered him to stand up. 'I see your absolutely terrified of me. Well that's the right attitude. Well now I'm going to take you upstairs and thrash you. As I said Corrective Therapy involves intense physical pain. I am an absolute sadist. Do you know what that is? 'I think it means that you like to inflict pain Madame Veronica' he replied still sweating 'Yes, it does -it means that I get an enormous thrill and excitement from inflicting the most terrible pain. I'm going to start by giving you a mild Thrashing-although that will be painful enough. You must remember that when I thrash you not only am I thoroughly enjoying myself, but I am helping you and curing you from your alcohol addiction. Do you understand? Yes, Madame Veronica' he was forced to agree knowing she was always right. 'Now let's go up to your bedroom which is where I take everyone, I want to thrash'. With that she dragged him to his bedroom by his neck digging her sharp nails into his neck until it almost bled. She stood before him towering over him. 'Now Ian -get those clothes off. I want you naked to your underpants.' He hesitated for a few seconds. I then gave him a ringing slap in his face. SLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPP YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGHHH! he screamed. 'I want to get one thing with you quite clear. When I give an order, I expect it to be obeyed IMMEDIATELY. There is nothing I loathe more than disobedience. Next time I'll give you a really hard Belly Punch that you will never forget. Do you understand? YESSSSSS MMMADAME VVVERONICA' he stammered clutching his face in agony. She had never seen anyone undress so quickly. His clothes were off in seconds. He stood there in front of her with his weedy body looking so pathetic and miserable besides her the Black Domina and Therapist. It was like the difference between a Tigress and a kitten! 'Right Ian I'm going to thrash you now-it's going to be a mild Thrashing, which still means you will be in extreme agony afterwards. I of course being a complete sadist and believer in Corporal Punishment will enjoy every minute of it.At the end you will thank me for helping you with your problems by thrashing you.Now what I am going to do is to give you 3 strokes with the leather crop on each hand.Now hold your right hand out. And remember you count every stroke or you will get it again. Now hold that hand out straight!' He could not hold his hand straight so she had to grip it with her right hand. She held the leather crop in her left hand and moved it gently to start with up and down his hand. He did not know when she would strike and this made the terror even worse for him. Suddenly her hand went back and the crop crashed into his hand. He let out one of the loudest screams she thought she had ever heard and she sure he could he held right down the street. CRAAAAACCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHH! He remembered to count just in time. ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNEE! 'Just good for you that you remembered-otherwise you would have received another stroke immediately. Remember I'm the one in charge and I really enjoy thrashing patients like you so I will take very opportunity to give you as many as possible Now keep that hand straight' This time she saw the weal across his hand and it looked so sore. She would deliver the next blow right on top of the weal and draw blood. This time she took even longer to deliver the blow. Gain it came down crashing down on his hand with full force. Blood spurted out in the air1 CRAAAAACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!! The yell was even louder than ever. She could even hear the windows rattling. YAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH! TWWWWWOOOOOO! he screamed with all his might. She laid the third stroke across the back of the hand. Again, he screamed loudly and was in such agony he almost forgot to count She would certainly have loved to have given him another! CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKK!! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!! THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!! She decided to gag him before thrashing him on the other hand. This of course meant he could not count the strokes, but she did not want him to be a noise nuisance as well as an alcoholic! She gave the last 3 in quick succession. CRAAACKKK !!! CRAAACCCCKKK!!!!!!! CRAAAAAACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!! With each stroke she felt more of a thrill until by the end she was wet all over with pleasure. Giving a really good Thrashing together with fighting were the greatest delights in her life and she could not wait to inflict even more! He of course loathed every minute of it and could not wait for it to stop. By the end he was rolling on the floor screaming and holding his hands in a searing agony. She pulled him up by his hair and said to him 'You will thank me for thrashing you! 'TTTHAAANK YOUUU MADAME VERONICA' he stammered hardly able to speak as the pain was so intense. 'Right let's have a final look at this little stem. She pulled his prick out -it was as flaccid as ever. She dug her fingers into it and into his testicles and he let out another scream. She wanked him really hard in her leather gloved hands until sperm eventually flowed out all over her hands. 'Right Ian I've just put you through Hell and next week I'm going to put you through even more. You'll wish you'd never been born!' 'Now this week you will not touch a drop not a drop of alcohol. If I catch you you will be beaten mercilessly within an inch of your life compared to which the Thrashing, I have given you will be nothing.' 'Now during this week, you will crave for a drink. You will keep a diary and note down every single time you think about drinking. I will inspect the diary and decide on the appropriate punishment. If you lie I with my therapeutic powers will find out. You will live in dread all week while I will look forward to it every day' .'DO YOU UNDERSTAND? she screamed.in his face 'YESSS MADAME VERONICA' he cried. 'One other thing darling Ian -clean this filthy flat up. I like a person's flat to be spotless or I won't just break you. I will break up your property as well!' She left him a physical and emotional wreck on the floor as she walked out in triumph. . GOD HOW SHE ENJOYED BEING A CORRECTIVE THERAPIST!! Any comments to norselandic@hotmail.com