The Institute
Chapter 4
Laurie had observed VR therapy being used on other patients on many occasions. It was used by Dr. Garner to help soften their minds and make them receptive to correction. It used a combination of hypnosis and binaural beats to purge the mind of thought and to reward mindlessness with unadulterated pleasure. It worked well on over 80% of patients, who then easily transitioned to correction. With the help of a second nurse, Nurse Adams was able to undress Laurie and get her into a uniform. Dr. Garner had assigned her as Patient No. 499. Once she was properly uniformed, the nurses helped her onto the bed. The VR headset was fully charged and Nurse Adams checked to make sure it was operating properly. It generally worked quickly and even uncooperative patients were soon relaxed and sexually stimulated. Laurie was no exception.
The headset was placed over her head and activated. She attempted to close her eyes, but she could not sustain her resistance. Her eyes soon opened and were greeted by the soothing spiral and sounds telling her to relax and obey. It did not take long for her mind to succumb. As the program emptied her mind, she began to feel more and more pleasure, sexual pleasure. Her body began to react and she experienced multiple orgasms. The association between obedience and pleasure became stronger and stronger. The program was not as strong as what she would experience with correction, but it gave her a taste. After about 90 minutes, Nurse Adams powered down the program. Laurie no longer had the ability to resist. She was addicted to the pleasure that only Dr. Garner could provide.
“Now there 499, didn’t that feel good.”
“Yes, Ma’am. Can I have more?” The nurse smiled.
“Of course you can, but we need to go see Dr. Garner and begin your correction therapy. Would you like that?” Laurie was drooling.
“Yes, Ma’am, very much.” She moved to the wheelchair and the nurse pushed her back to the Correction and Adjustment Ward. She knocked on Dr. Garner’s office door.
“Come in.” The nurse wheeled Laurie into the office. “Well now, I see that our newest patient is properly dressed in her uniform and ready to begin correction.”
“Yes, Doctor. She has received 90 minutes of VR therapy and responded nicely.” Laurie had a lazy smile on her face. She was still feeling the pleasure.
“Thank you, nurse. Why don’t you leave me alone with 499 for a few minutes. Her next stop will be to get her crewcut. I want her to enjoy her correction therapy.”
“Yes, Doctor,” the nurse excused herself to make preparations for 499’s crewcut.
“Well, now. Looks like you are no longer on your high horse. I had such high hopes for you.” He put his hands on her shoulders. “Once we finish with that mind of yours, you will be an eager and willing fuck puppet. Heck, I may even put a baby in you myself.” Laurie’s gaze was empty, but she had a smile on her face. Her brain was demanding more pleasure. She loved pleasure. She loved to obey. Dr. Garner was the most handsome man she had ever seen. Being in his care was paradise. He summoned the nurse. “Lets give 499 her crewcut and get her into the correction chair. I want that brain of hers to cook for a while. Rather than the normal 30 session, I want her to have at least an hour.”
“Is that safe Doctor?”
“We will find out. She will be receiving pleasure even though her actions demand punishment. We will find out how much pleasure she can stand.” Dr. Garner kissed the top of Laurie’s head. “I think you will enjoy your new life.” The nurse pushed 499 out of the office. Her head was then shaved and she was positioned in the correction chair. Dr. Garner nodded and the program was activated.
Caroline drove toward the Institute. She did not know exactly where it was, but she knew it was on the way to the White Mountains, which meant it was on Route 56. She hated to leave Madison and Lt. Watkins behind, but Madison might get cold feet and her sister would never get out. If she could talk to the doctor, she could convince him that she would take care of Katie. Letting her big sister down was not an option. After driving for several hours, Caroline saw the sign for “The Institute for Female Correction and Adjustment.” She turned her car into the driveway and up to the closed gates. She climbed out of the car and picked up the receiver in the phone box.
“Hello, may I help you?”
“Yes, my name is Caroline Weston. My sister, Katie, is a patient here.”
“Just a moment.” After several minutes, “Dr. Garner would be happy to see you. Please entered and park your car in one of the Visitor spots.” Caroline got back into her jeep and did as she was instructed. The gates closed behind her and locked. As she exited her car, she was met by a uniformed nurse. The grounds were impressive and well-manicured. Several other nurses were pushing what she assumed were patients outside in wheelchairs. All of the patients were dressed in light pink coveralls, white socks and sneakers. They all had crewcuts and looked almost more male than female except for their evident bustlines.
“Good afternoon, Miss Weston. Dr. Garner is happy to meet with you and discuss your sister’s health. Please follow me. Also, we have a policy that visitors must surrender their cell phones and smart watches.” Caroline handed over her phone and removed her Apple watch. Nurse Adams led her into the main building and down the corridor into the Correction and Adjustment Ward. She knocked on Dr. Garner’s door and entered. “Miss Weston, Doctor.”
“Please have a seat.” Caroline sat. Dr. Garner was nice looking and very sharp in his tie and white lab coat. “I wasn’t expecting your visit and I did not even realize that Katie had a sister, but I am certainly happy to discuss her situation with you.” Caroline smiled.
“Katie is my older sister by three years. Our patents are both deceased and she has looked after me.” Dr. Garner nodded, taking notes. “Let me be direct, I am here to take my sister home. I understand she is being kept here against her will.” Dr. Garner shook his head.
“On the contrary, she asked to be admitted as a patient.” Dr. Garner pushed over a document entitled “Application for Treatment”. Caroline looked at it. It had all of her sister’s pertinent information on it including a health history. On the last page was her signature under a paragraph printed in boldface type “I request to be admitted to the Institute for Female Correction and Adjustment for treatment and I relinquish all rights and specifically authorize Dr. Patrick Garner to provide any and all treatment he believes is appropriate. I also request to be allowed to remain at the Institute until Dr. Garner believes that release is appropriate.” I was going to release Katie after her migraine subsided but she asked to stay for additional treatment and I agreed. Caroline was mystified.
“What about her friend, Suzanne?” Dr. Garner pulled out an identical document for Suzanne. Suzanne complained to the nursing staff that she had also been experiencing headaches. Our testing revealed that she too had the presence of toxins in her brain. We are not sure the source, but without proper care, they could lead to seizures or even death. The other young lady with them, Madison, was being tested, but left on her own accord. In all likelihood, she would have shown evidence of the same brain toxins.” It was fortunate indeed that they stopped at the Institute.”
“But I spoke to Madison and she said that both Katie and Suzanne were being held against their will and that she managed to escape during the night.” Dr. Garner chuckled.
“Not to seem flippant, but one of the symptoms of acute brain toxicity is paranoia. I think that Madison must have experienced that problem. I can assure you that none of our patients are held against their will. However, once they begin treatment to relieve the brain toxicity, they need to complete that treatment. Otherwise, the condition will not improve.” Caroline seemed relieved. It was a perfectly logical explanation.
“Can I see my sister and Suzanne?”
“Of course, I’m afraid that Suzanne is currently in correction therapy, but once she is finished, you are more than welcome. Nurse Adams will escort you to one of the visitation rooms and Katie will join you shortly. Oh, by the way, we address our patients by their Patient number. Katie is Patient No. 415. Suzanne is Patient No. 623.” Caroline nodded. “It was nice to meet you. In order for Katie and Suzanne to finish their treatment, they will be with us for a least another month, but I can assure you that they will be well-taken care of.” Caroline shook Dr. Garner’s hand. It was cold and sweaty. She followed the nurse back down the corridor. As she looked to her right, she could see several large padded metal chairs with a maze of tubes and wiring. Two of the chairs had patients in them with a large clear acrylic dome over their heads. Their eyes were closed and the dome was changing colors. Both women seemed at peace. Caroline was taken to a guest room that contained a chair, a bed and a small bathroom.
“It will be a little while before Katie is ready. Feel free to lay down if you like and take a nap. There is a fresh nightgown and socks so you will be more comfortable.” The nurse closed the door and left. Caroline sat for a few minutes just trying to take stock of what had happened. Everything that Dr. Garner said made sense and she was happy that Katie had been lucky enough to come to the Institute for treatment. She could not understand why Madison had such a negative impression of the place. Caroline decided that a nap might not be such a bad idea. It had been a long day and a long drive and she was exhausted. She walked over to the bed. As the nurse had said there was a nightgown and a pair of white crew socks. It seemed silly to change just to take a nap and yet the idea still seemed appealing. She had no idea how long it would take to see Katie and she would be more comfortable in a nightgown. Caroline took the nightgown and the socks and changed in the bathroom. She was amazed at how comfortable they were and she began to feel more and more sleepy. She laid down on the bed and was soon asleep.
Nurse Adams knocked on the door about 90 minutes later. Caroline awoke with a start. She had really conked out. “Miss Weston, your sister is available to speak with you.”
“Please come in.” The nurse smiled.
“I see that you had time for a nice nap. I hope that you found that the nightgown and socks were comfortable?”
“Yes, very comfortable. Let me change and we can go see Katie.”
“No need for that. You can leave the nightgown and socks on and sit in this wheelchair and I will take you to Katie.” Caroline did as she was told and the nurse took her back toward the Correction and Adjustment Ward. They entered a small room where Katie was waiting in a wheelchair. “415, I have a guest who has come to visit you. I will let the two of you talk.” She closed the door and left. Katie did not look the same with her hair cut down to a crew cut.
“Katie?” Caroline asked. Katie smiled but her gaze seemed distant.
“I am supposed to use my patient number. I am 415.”
“Are you okay? Madison said they were holding you here against your will.” Katie frowned.
“That is not true. Both 623 and I are here because we want to be. Madison was supposed to become a patient, but she broke the rules and left. It was a stupid thing to do. All Dr. Garner wanted to do was help her. He has been so nice to me and I feel so much better now that I am having treatment. I know that 623 feels the same way. Are you going to become a patient? It would do you a lot of good. They can test you for acute brain toxicity.” Caroline had not even considered the possibility.
“Are you sure you want to stay Katie?” Katie nodded.
“Yes, I would be miserable if I left. Please consider staying, I would love to have you here with me.”
“I don’t know. It’s hard to put my life on hold.”
“I know but it would do you so much good. Please let them test you and then you will know what you need to do.” Caroline nodded. Katie pushed the button and Nurse Adams reappeared.
“Nurse, can my sister be tested to see if she has the same problem I have?”
“Of course, let me get what I need.” She retuned with a stainless steel tray that had equipment to draw blood and a syringe. She drew blood and then uncapped the syringe.
“What is that?” Caroline asked.
“Just a dose of Dr. Garner’s nerve tonic. It will help you relax.” She injected Caroline. Instantly Caroline felt lightheaded. “Let’s take you back to the guest room and you can lay down while we wait for your test results.” Caroline nodded.
“Bye sis, I will see you soon.” The nurse returned Caroline to the room and she climbed into the bed and slipped under the covers. Even though she had napped earlier, she felt tired.
“I’ll be back as soon as I have your test results.” Caroline drifted off to sleep. When the door opened again, it was Dr. Garner.
“Miss Weston, I’m afraid I am the bearer of bad news. Your test results show a very high level of brain toxicity. It’s actually higher than your sister’s.” Carolina was surprised.
“What can I do?” Dr. Garner pulled out a folder.
“I took the liberty of preparing a request for patient admission for your signature. The sooner we begin to treat you, the better you will feel. As luck would have it, we have some availability for correction therapy this evening, but we need to get started immediately.” He handed Caroline the papers and she signed them quickly without reading them. Dr. Garner smiled. “Please take Miss Weston to the examination room, so that I can do her admission examination.”