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The Mating Clinic, Part 1
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The Mating Clinic Pt 1 16k
by Zeta
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By the year 2090 anything could happen (and for that matter,
probably will). What if a nuclear accident were to render most
of the male population impotent and a large part of the female
population infertile. The task of rebuilding society would then
be left to a few dedicated studs. These thoughts flitted through
my mind as I was sitting in a field one day watching a ram
diligently going about his procreational activities with a flock
of sheep. Idly musing what could happen if human society
organised itself along similar lines provided the inspiration
for the following fantasy, which I hope you will enjoy.
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'Good morning, may I help you?'
Karen regarded the receptionist uncertainly. 'Uh, I have an
appointment for this morning. It's Karen Condrey.'
While the receptionist consulted her records, Karen regarded her
surroundings with approval. The walls were decorated in pale
shades of cream and beige and large windows looked out on to an
attractively landscaped garden, giving an impression of
spaciousness and light. On the wall opposite there hung a large
landscape depicting nymphs and water sprites in the style of the
Morandian Thespiasts, which had recently come into vogue again
amongst the fashionable set.
'Cardington ... Clevin ... Condrey. Yes, here it is.' The
receptionist frowned then looked up, 'There's no record of a
mating type though.'
'I wasn't sure at the time.' Karen's reply was delivered with an
overtone of embarrassment.
'Ah, then you may wish to discuss this aspect with one of our
counsellors. You may wait in the room to your left.'
Karen thanked her and stepped across to the room indicated. A
painting of creatures from classical mythology hung on a wall
adjacent to the single window. The room was furnished with three
comfortable chairs arranged around a low table. Karen selected a
chair and glanced idly through a magazine lying on the table.
Presently she was joined by a young woman in the formal dress of
the clinic staff.
'Good morning, I am Ailsa Hardy,' she smiled as she drew up a
chair opposite Karen. 'I understand that you have not yet
decided upon a stud.'
'That is correct,' replied Karen. 'Perhaps you could explain the
options.'
'Of course. The clinic offers several distinct services. Our
standard programme, which we also call the 'One Star' consists
of a single mating on each of three consecutive days during your
most fertile period. You may choose from any of our male studs
or may elect to have artificial insemination if you prefer.'
'I see. What do most people do.'
'Well a traditional physical mating is the most popular of
course and we do attach importance to being fertilised in the
right atmosphere and mood. It is difficult to achieve such
conditions with an artificial insemination but despite that, I
must say that a certain percentage of our clientele opt for this
method.
However, a few years ago there was something of a scandal
involving stored semen. You might remember hearing about it. It
involved substituting an inferior semen for the type claimed
then charging for the quality product. There was an outcry and
ever since, artificial insemination has been looked upon with a
certain suspicion. Naturally,' she hastened to add, 'our own
semen is beyond reproach, and procedures have been adopted to
prevent a recurrence of the fraud.'
She went on, 'In our clinic we employ only proven studs of
excellent quality. Their genetic background is thoroughly
researched and a detailed analysis is available to you on
request. By the way, are you married?'
Karen nodded, 'But like all our friends, my husband is sterile.
It took us a while to establish this as,' she hesitated with a
trace of embarrassment, 'he can only manage a mating once in two
or three months.'
Ailsa nodded, 'Yes, that is normal. Recent research shows that
at present, about ten percent of the male population is capable
of impregnating a woman but only about two percent with any
degree of certainty - hence our clinics.' She smiled wanly,
'Consequently when a virile male is discovered there is some
lively competition to engage his services in one of the
agencies. Not all accept,' she mused. 'Some prefer freelance
fucking, as the saying goes, and although their fee is generally
smaller than the clinics there is a much greater risk of
inheriting an unsuitable genetic background.'
'I have heard that the studs are tireless in their work,' Karen
ventured. 'How is this possible when normal men can manage so
little?'
Ailsa continued: 'There is a ready explanation. We have
developed a range of hormones and potions which give a greatly
augmented sexual capacity as well as encouraging a vigorous lust
in our studs. Each clinic guards its secret recipes jealously
although in practice and just between ourselves, they work to
much the same effect.'
'With such an effective treatment, why then, is this programme
not made available to our husbands?'
Ailsa considered a moment. 'It has been tried of course, but
generally with disappointing results. The programme augments
mating capacity but there has to be a certain threshold level to
start with. Most of the male population fall below this
threshold so in their case the treatment is ineffective. Another
factor is cost. The ingredients are highly priced and the
expense lies beyond the capacity of most ordinary citizens.'
'I see. What effect would these treatments have on women?'
'I'm not sure if I understand what you mean,' Ailsa frowned.
Karen flushed slightly then went on, 'I mean the part that
'promotes desire'. Does that work on women too?'
'Not exactly, but for this purpose we employ different
ingredients which are effective with females. These aids are
available to our clients at a small extra charge, and in a range
of strengths to suit different temperaments. Some ladies who
would ordinarily be embarrassed or even repelled at prospect of
mating with a stranger have reported very satisfactory results
with our Number Three Enhancer. Our most vigorous is the Number
Five product but that is normally available only to clients
taking the Two or Three Star course - which I have not explained
to you yet so perhaps I had better do so now.'
'Our standard service, as I mentioned earlier, consists of a
single mating on each of three days. The actual impregnation
takes less than ten minutes. This suits the busy executive who
attaches small importance to personal gratification and has
limited time for dalliance. It also suits those ladies who, for
various moral reasons, feel that they should not enjoy a mating.
However, clients of this category are in the minority.'
'Our Two Star treatment is standard and involves half-day mating
sessions over the three days of your most fertile period. This
is a very popular programme and on each half-day you would be
serviced around half a dozen times or more depending on your
wishes. The use of appropriate enhancers can add considerably to
the quality of your experience. Fertilisation rate is high for
this option.'
'Our most comprehensive course is the Three Star programme. This
involves living-in during the three days of your mating. During
this time the client will be repeatedly serviced by the stud of
her choice in comfortable, luxurious surroundings and in an
atmosphere of romance and relaxation. With this course you may
specify matings with more than one stud although of course this
involves additional expense. Some of our more wealthy clients
have elected to be serviced at random by a half dozen studs of
their choosing. The element of uncertainty about who is
responsible when impregnation takes place is said to add a
further piquant flavour to the experience.'
Karen nodded, but did not trust herself to a reply.
'Now then, I see you are booked for a Two Star mating. You may
change your mind and upgrade to the Three Star if you wish?'
'Thank you, but no. I fear the Three Star course is beyond my
means.'
'Very well.' Ailsa rose and retrieved an album from a nearby
cupboard. 'We have three dozen studs available at present, which
makes our clinic one of the largest. You have a good choice of
qualities.' She opened the album. Each page depicted a young
male both dressed and unclothed, together with a brief
description of his antecedents, skills, intelligence, physical
attributes, muscular co-ordination educational accomplishments
and entries in various other categories.
Karen studied each page carefully. She had discussed this
carefully with her husband and together they had drawn up a list
of preferred qualities in the male who would service her.
Eventually she settled on three possibles from the album.
Ailsa nodded approvingly. 'Yes they are each of excellent
background. Additionally, they are available now. Would you like
a viewing?'
'Yes, if you please.'
Ailsa rose and Karen accompanied her to the reception counter
where the Advisor consulted a register. As they made their way
along a corridor Ailsa paused periodically at a viewport set in
the wall and beckoned Karen to look within. Each window looked
in to tastefully furnished rooms with a low table, chairs, a
dining alcove and sundry pictures, sculptures and nick-knacks
according to the whim of the stud. Dominating the furnishings
was a large double bed. Ailsa pointed to doors leading to an
adjacent bath and shower room. Some of the rooms were occupied,
others were not.
The first viewport they came to, as it happened, showed the room
occupied by a fit looking young man with a young woman in the
white coat of a laboratory technician sitting opposite him. They
were laughing at some amusing interchange between themselves. To
Karen's surprise and somewhat to her embarrassment, the young
male could be seen masturbating in a leisurely manner as he
spoke. A moment later he reached forward urgently with one hand
and in response, the laboratory assistant rose quickly. In her
outstretched hand was a small jar. The young man became tense,
and urgently tugging himself with quick strokes, ejaculated
heavily into the jar. Again there was an exchange of banter and
they laughed again. The technician covered the jar with a lid
then turned to leave.
'What is the purpose of these windows, then?' Karen asked in a
bewildered tone. 'Surely they would want privacy?'
Ailsa reassured her. 'Not at all. We have no secrets here and
besides, many women like to preview different studs in action
before settling on a final choice. Then again, many bring their
husbands. Some husbands have an old-fashioned reluctance to
allow their wives to be serviced by a third party. The viewports
provide a reassurance that their wives are engaging only in the
minimal technicalities. Apart from that, most husbands show a
lively interest in the matings of other women, which of course,
they are free to observe.'
The next room was empty but at the end of the passage Ailsa
paused and indicated to Karen a mating in progress. Both
participants were naked and were writhing on the double bed in
the throes of a considerable passion. The woman would have been
perhaps twenty-two years, short and dark haired with an olive
complexion but (and this surprised Karen), with clear blue eyes.
The stud serving her was of medium height and sturdy build, with
short fair hair and a muscular physique. His penis was stiffly
erect and the woman was stroking it as he kissed and fondled her
body.
Karen would not normally consider herself a voyeur but to her
surprised consternation she felt herself responding as the two
lovers clung and caressed each other. Karen cast a nervous
sidelong glance at Ailsa. The counsellor was completely absorbed
in the scene before them, and when Karen turned her gaze back
into the room, she could see the stud now above his client who
had parted her legs to receive him. A moment later he entered
her thighs and they were locked together in a passionate
thrusting. Karen felt herself becoming wet in a sympathetic
response. She hastily turned away.
'I can't understand what's come over me, I'm not normally like
this.'
Ailsa regarded her with sympathetic amusement. 'There's a simple
explanation. I put an enhancer in your coffee.' Then seeing
Karen's indignant look, went on without pausing, 'It's standard
practice. Everyone here does it. Some clients are modest, shy or
just plain scared. One enhancer and we sometimes have to prise
them away from the viewports.' Ailsa consulted a card in her
hand. 'Here we are, the first stud of your choice. He has a
client with him now - look!'
Karen looked. She recognised Adrian from his photograph earlier.
A male in his early thirties, slightly taller than medium
height, dark hair and pleasant, clean cut features. Unlike the
muscular build of the stud in the previous room, Adrian's limbs
were slender. She looked more closely and confirmed what the
photo had revealed, Adrian had an unusually large penis; it was
stiffly erect now as his client a woman in her late thirties
prepared to kneel astride him.
Karen had observed this feature with only mild interest at the
time she chose him, basing her decision, so she told herself, on
his very satisfactory genetic profile. Now, with the liberating
effects of the enhancer working in her body, such details became
of immediate interest. Karen felt embarrassment falling away and
her own arousal growing. The client had impaled herself on his
cock and was enthusiastically working herself to a noisy,
uninhibited and voluptuous orgasm.
Suddenly Karen caught sight of another figure seated to one side
of the bed. Ailsa nodded, 'Yes, it's the client's daughter. They
are well off and the daughter has come for her first mating
also.'
'But so young?'
'Fifteen is old enough to breed, and her mother tells me she is
keen! Now here is your next alternative, conveniently located
next door to Adrian's chambers.' Karen looked through the
viewport. The genetic profile was excellent but the stud's
appearance did not particularly appeal. Rohdan was a heavyset
male in his twenties with features that would have been handsome
had they not been marred by a tendency to coarseness. His body
was liberally covered with hair. He was talking to a client as
they looked in.
'Where is the other one?' Karen enquired.
Ailsa consulted her card and led the way to a wing extending
from the main corridor to the east. As they walked Ailsa pointed
to a room on their right. 'Those are the premises of Marvin
Kettler. He has perhaps the most brilliant genetic profile we
have ever seen. Women just flock to get his penis between their
legs, but unfortunately there's a slight problem.'
'Oh, and what is that,' Karen enquired.
'Marvin fucks with reluctance. He has the capacity but
apparently he's just not interested. This is a big problem for
us as he is greatly in demand by our clients.'
'I imagine it would get pretty boring,' Karen thought to herself
but aloud she asked, 'So how to you resolve the dilemma.'
Ailsa became animated, 'We have to employ teasers. It's a pain,
but he's far too important to let go.' When she saw Karen's
blank look she went on, 'You know, like they do with horses. You
don't know about horses?'
Karen shook her head.
'Okay, well when the mare is in heat but shows a reluctance to
accept the stallion's rather direct advances they bring in a
gelding to warm her up - you know - get her sexually excited.
Then when she's good and ready, they whip the gelding away and
the stallion at once gets into her. It works out rather well.'
'Surely you don't mean they use eunuchs or whatever they call
them, to get his clients going?' Karen sounded shocked.
'No, no. They're not eunuchs, just males who have been given a
good dose of Erectyron to augment their capabilities. They can
do everything but actually fertilise the client. This they leave
to Marvin who comes in at the last minute, once the woman is
thoroughly aroused, gets his cock into her with very little
ceremony and impregnates her with his sperm. If you ever get to
see Marvin in action you would know why they need teasers. He's
not what you would call an avid enthusiast and his manner is
clinical, to say the least. The clients don't complain though
because the teasers are good and they're VERY enthusiastic about
their work.
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