He said no to extra credit. Then he locked the door.
I have $200, a sixty-seven percent in Psychology 401, and fourteen days before my scholarship dies. Professor Nathan Reid doesn't do extra credit. Hasn't in ten years. He made that very clear.
What he does instead is pull a consent form from a locked drawer and tell me — in the same voice he uses to lecture on Pavlovian theory — that he wants to condition my body to respond exclusively to him.
Daily sessions. One hour. His office. After the building empties.
I should leave.
I sign his pen. I sign his paper. And I come back the next day wearing exactly what he told me to.
Here's what they don't put in the textbooks: classical conditioning works both ways. He's training my body to need his voice, his permission, his hands. But every session, I watch his clinical distance crack a little wider. Every time he says stop and I obey, something in his face tells me he's the one who can't breathe.
He built this experiment to control me.
He didn't plan on what happens when the variable fights back.
Conditioned is an explicit forbidden romance with a professor-student power dynamic, age gap (22/38), behavioral conditioning, praise kink, and a hero who loses control one clinical observation at a time. Standalone with HEA.
All characters are consenting adults (18+). Content warnings inside.