Dylan was 18 and on probation. He had done some stupid things, nothing to serious - in his mind at least - but still here he was at the court ordered doctor's office.
Dr. Stein was an older woman with white hair who looked like his grandmother. Also present was his PO (probation Officer) Officer Jenson. Short blonde hair and kind of cute to be honest. She had two dimples when she smiled.
"Ah, Dylan. Right on time. Now please strip down to your underwear and lay down on the table." Dr. Stein said.
"Wait. I didn't know almost being naked was part of the treatment," Dylan said, suddenly nervous. He was a good-looking arrogant guy who knew how to use that to his advantage. Tall, muscular with a full beard and mustache. Bright blue eyes and a charming smile. His arms were full of tattoos which made him look tough - in his mind.
Dr. Stein wasn't impressed with guys like Dylan. She'd been doing treatments for 30 years and saw every type of man and woman. She always modified their behavior. Sooner or later.
Officer Jenson looked young but had been on the job for five years. She too knew Dylan's type. She wasn't impressed by him either. She often helped Dr. Stein in her treatments. It was fun to break men like Dylan down. They never saw it coming either. That was the best part.
"Strip now!" PO Jenson said.
Dylan took off his clothes. Once he was secured to the table, Dr. Stein explained her method of treatment.
"You'll be tickled all over your body. Rest will come only when I give it and not before. There is no "safe" word," she said using finger quotes around the word safe.
"Do you like being tickled?" PO Jenson asked.
"I don't know. No one's ever tied me up to tickle me before," Dylan answered.
"Well, you're about to find out," Dr. Stein said.
"Is this even legal?" Dylan asked.
The two women looked at each other and laughed.
"Now looks who suddenly concerned with the law," PO Jenson said.
"If only you had thought about that before you got on probation," Dr. Stein said.
Then she reached out and ran a fingernail up his left foot. Dylan jerked away as best he could, but he was tied down tight. He burst out in a choaked laugh.
Both women looked at each other and laughed again.
"I guess he is," PO Jenson said, reaching out to tickle his right foot. Then both women were tickling him on his feet.
Dylan was laughing and thrashing on the table.
"We know his feet are ticklish. How about his pits?" Dr. Stein asked.
Each woman stood by his head, one on each side and without warning, poked their fingers into his armpits. Dylan jumped and laughed and turned his head trying to bite their fingers but couldn't reach.
Suddenly Dylan felt a slap on his face. "No biting!" PO Jenson shouted. Then moved down and pinched his nipple. Dr. Stein did the same.
"Ow! Okay. I'm sorry. Stop you're hurting me!" Dylan said.