MADAME TATJANNA CRUELA by Hamlet THE FIRST SESSION Tatjanna Cruella's first appointment was with Donald a confirmed alcoholic. Her purpose in treating him was literally to beat his affliction out of him There was no other treatment possible. She would force him to sign a Contract under which he would have to agree to at least 6 weeks to treatment which he would have to pay for. He would be black and blue all over but at least he would never touch another drink if he lived! She got up early as my appointment was at 9 am at the Nuthall Road McDonald's car park in Nottingham She showered and put perfume all over her. She put mascara on her eyes to look really frightening. She then dressed in the uniform of the Corrective Therapist. This consisted entirely of leather- jacket, tight trousers or skirt, gloves, studded collar, and knee length high heeled boots with steel toe caps. On top of this one would wear a leather cap and a long black leather trench coat. Finally, she would wear a leather hat with the coat of arms of Corrective Therapy-a crown with 2 canes. She would be a truly formidable sight! She decided not to wear the coat as it was quite a warm day as she set out in her car to visit Donald. Meanwhile on that early sunny afternoon in September, as he drove through the rural roads of Nottinghamshire, Donald was aware of his level of anticipation and anxiety as he approached the meeting place designated by Tatjanna Cruella - the parking lot of her local McDonald's. He arrived in the parking lot early, emailed Tatjanna Cruella and described himself, including his purple polo shirt. He felt strange just hanging in the parking lot, but Tatjanna Cruella had chosen this very public place for their first interview, so he waited. About ten minutes later a dark green Toyota pulled next to him. The window opened and he recognized the distinguished looking older woman as Tatjanna Cruela. "Are you Donald ?" she asked directly. "Yes, certainly " he answered. "Follow me to my car," she said. She seemed used to being in control and his cock began to move in his pants. He followed her to her parking space, some distance from the restaurant entrance. She stayed in the car. She looked at him, then at her car door, then at him again. Her intent suddenly dawned on him - so he opened her car door and offered his hand. She took it, rising to her feet. With an impassive look on her face and staring him directly in his eyes she said, "Thank you, Donald." He offered Tatjanna Cruella his arm, her eyebrow lowered, she took his arm and they began walking hand in hand to the restaurant entrance. Being a health fanatic she would not normally go anywhere near Mc Donald's ,that was completely banned in her Nation Norseland as serving illegal unhealthy food , but on this occasion she would just drink the coffee and stoop to his level. As they approached, Tatjanna Cruella steered him to the table out front "We'll sit here."she ordered. It was one of those concrete tables with concrete benches and a firm plastic yellow umbrella. "Get me a large coffee and bring two sugars and two creams. Get something for yourself. Then we'll talk." "Yes certainly ," was all he said as he walked into the restaurant with the orders. In the few minutes he stood in line, gave the order and waited for their drinks. He tried to compose myself and assess Tatjanna Cruella and what the last few minutes might mean. Yes, she looked like her online images. He was quite large himself but she was very tall (6' 3"), a lot taller and wider than him, well-proportioned and muscular with platinum blonde hair tied in a tight bun, a tanned complexion on a very handsome face that spoke her 65 years. She was dressed completely in tight black leather that accentuated her long, muscular legs ending in knee length high heeled boots. Her eyes - jet blue - both attracted him and disturbed him. Tatjanna Cruella's physical presence, attitude and behaviour were no nonsense. She was a gorgeous Norse Woman and Valkyrie used to being in charge. He was aroused yet cautious when he returned to Tatjanna Cruella, drinks in hand. As he began sitting across the table from her, she looked up, frowned slightly and motioning to the seat beside her as she said, "Sit here, Donald." He did exactly as he was told. He took a sip from my iced tea while Tatjanna Cruella drank her coffee. Finished, she took a sip, placed her cup on the table and simultaneously looked at him directly in the eye and placed her right hand midway on my left thigh. He started slightly, causing Tatjanna Cruella to smile. "Tell me about yourself, Donald .You will address me at all times as Madame Tatjanna Cruella at all times or my hand will go smashing right against your face right in front of all these customers!." In complete fear he began to tell her all about his drink problems. dreading the prospect of that powerful leather gloved hand across his face "It er began Madame Tatjanna Cruella at an early age and it has become worse and worse. I would drink every night and usually fall over on my way home sustaining injury after injury. Madame Tatjanna Cruella. I drank every lunchtime and was eventually sacked from my job Madame Tatjanna Cruella." "When I became unemployed, I drank even more. Eventually I begun to be a complete physical wreck Madame Tatjanna Cruella. I tried all sorts of treatments. AA, Rehab-they were all totally ineffective Madame Tatjanna Cruella. They might work for a short time but within a couple of weeks I was drinking more than ever. "In desperation I turned to you Madame Tatjanna Cruella!" "'Right Donald you wanted to have Corrective Therapy and now you have it! "First of all, you will sign this Contract which means that you will undergo a minimum of 6 weeks treatment and will pay me the full amount now!' His hands were trembling-she had never seen hands shaking that badly. It was a mixture of the alcohol and sheer terror, being in her presence. He took out the £ 500 in cash from a bag and handed it over shaking almost violently. He was about to cry as he signed the Contract that would commit him to 6 weeks' treatment. He just signed it not even trying to read one word of it. '" Right now, you are completely under my control, we will start the Therapy Session by having a little talk. Do you know Donald what sort of Therapist I am?' 'Nnnoo ' he replied as he stood there shaking with tears welling up in his eyes. 'Well first Donald every time you speak to me you call me Madame Tatjanna Cruela.If you fail to address me properly as I have told you, I will slap you hard across your face. Do you understand? 'YYYESS MADAME TATJANNA CRUELA' he almost shouted tears now really flowing down his cheeks. "'Well Corrective Therapy involves Domination and Submission-the Therapist is in complete control and the patient is under her control. The object of CT is to cure the patient of bad habits or any problem he has by literally beating it out of him. CT involves extensive Corporal Punishment, which is extremely painful, but at the same time valuable and therapeutic for the patient. Do you understand Donald?" 'Yeses Madame Tatjanna Cruela 'he stammered now crying uncontrollably at the prospect of the agony that awaited him. "Just understand that Corporal Punishment always hurts-you can never get used to it. You are in agony all the time-this means that for the next 6 weeks you will be almost unable to walk or sit down properly. You will visit your doctor tomorrow, tell him you are undergoing CT and obtain a 6 week medical certificate. Do you understand?" "Yeses Madame Tatjanna Cruella" he stammered again They sat together and he was naturally overwhelmed completely by her size and stature, He was overpowered being in the majestic presence of this powerful Norse Valkyrie. He was still crying in shame and fear and cringed before her. She sat next to him moving her muscular body next to his smaller and weaker body. She held his hand in her huge leather gloved hand She put her arm around his neck so he could feel the leather gloves against his skin. She then put her enormous boot right across his legs so that he could not move. "Right Donald. now is the time to do something about your drinking. Being a keen health fanatic, I do not drink at all except for the odd glass of wine. I cannot stand people who ruin their health and other people's lives with drink and drug addiction I am going to deal with you severely in the next 6 weeks so that you will never touch another drink This is because you will associate drinking with pain and agony. Do you understand?" She then dug her nails hard into his member and into his testicles in the middle of the restaurant. He yelled as tears and sweat rolled down his face. 'YESS MADAME TATJANNA CRUELA!!! ' Any comments to norselandic@hotmail.com TO BE CONTINUED