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Fit for Anything, Part seven.
fantasy fiction by Christine Stevenson.
Copyright 1986-1998 Christine and David Stevenson.

I clutched the birch twigs firmly in my hand as I marched
towards the sauna.

Poor Nigel was steaming away nicely, but alas his nakedness
could not hide how perky he was actually feeling. He gave a
slight groan when he saw me in the doorway.

"I hear nothing but bad reports of your behaviour, and I have
first hand knowledge of how uncooperative you are being. I hope
this little session will prove beneficial to both of us, and
that the rest of your stay will not be marred by further ugly
incidents."

The birch twigs thrashed and teased, stimulating his flesh from
every conceivable angle. Occasionally the odd little yelp would
escape from his mouth, together with more pleas for mercy.

When I considered his treatment to be over, and not before, he
was untied and given another cold shower. I also had him locked
in his room that night as a further punishment.

Hopefully tomorrow he will no be so disruptive, so that his
treatment can be truly effective.

I sat relaxing on the verandah, with Raymond as a footrest. I
do like to put my feet up at the end of a hard day. Tomorrow is
our cross country run.

We have a very large private field, around which the patients
are expected to run for two hours. Raymond normally arranges for
Nurse Sharp, Nurse Crisp and myself to have a picnic in the
middle of the field, and he brings cold drinks down from the
house when we get thirsty. One day gone and the rest to look
forward to. I am truly fortunate to love my work. 

When Nigel and the others left at the end of the week, he was a
changed person. He kissed my hand and thanked me for showing
him the error of his ways and promised to look after his body
properly in future.

But I knew he had fundamentally changed his attitude when I read
the postcard he sent to his colleagues at work. (I read all the
mail before posting.) It read, 

"Wonderful place, lovely weather - but can't wait to get back to
work - I feel fit for anything now!"

Highly original - but then it was from Nigel. Who knows, maybe I
shall have the pleasure of training some of his friends next
year. I do hope so. 

If you missed any parts - you can read the whole story at
http://www.mschristine.com/fit.html 

sincerely, Christine
The Fem Dom Training Software. Runs on all computers (Macs too!) 
Advises on how best to train your husband/lover. 
http://www.mschristine.com/program.html 
mailto:program@Ms-Christine.com



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