Between the stresses of work, the non-stop job of being a mother and a wife, and having to always fill some role for other people, you have decided to finally use your benefits to see a therapist. You’re not depressed per se, but you do feel worn down and anxious. And let’s be honest, everyone could benefit from some therapy, so you schedule an appointment and take off a little early from work.
When you meet Dr. Zellner for your first session, you find him to be a pleasant and somewhat handsome man in his lower forties. You sit on a chase lounge that feels a bit too on the nose for a psychologist, but soon he describes how his background and expertise is in hypnosis. You almost laugh thinking it’s a joke.
**I know, I get that a lot. Most people have only seen hypnosis at talent show or in movies, but I assure you, it can be quite effective. I find I can cut straight to the core of what’s affecting someone without wading through the patient’s own defenses which often get in the way. If you’re open to it, I’d like to try today.**
You tell him that he’s the professional and you’re putting your trust in him. What could go wrong? You lie down and try to relax as he begins the somewhat familiar process, his voice low and steady:
**Close your eyes. Listen to my voice. Relax. Breathe. Good, you’re doing great. You’ve been working hard. You take care of your family. But here you can just relax. You’re comfortable.
I’m going to start counting down from ten. When I get to one, you’ll be completely relaxed.
10: You feel your breathing slowing. You’re getting heavy. Your muscles are relaxing, all tension leaving your body.
9: Listen to my voice. Just my voice. You feel yourself being carried along by my words, slowly drifting deeper and deeper towards sleep.
8: You’re letting go. You don’t need to be in control. You’re safe and being taken care of.
7: Deeper, deeper, you’re slowly being pulled in and letting go. Good…**
*SNAP*
**and one. You’re awake. Good, hi there**
You open your eyes a little confused. Dr. Zellner is sitting in his chair with his legs crossed, holding his clipboard with a kind smile on his face.
**How are you feeling?**
“I’m fine. Good, yeah I feel good. What happened? Did it work?”
**I think it worked very well. You were a great patient, very receptive. Some patients resist, and it’s difficult if not impossible for them to get them under. However, you went under immediately. I’d almost say it seemed you were eager to release control and take a mental break.
It comes as no surprise though given the demands of your job and your family. You were a great patient today and you’ve given me a lot to work with.**
“Wow is the hour over? I was under that whole time? Um ok great haha wow I don’t remember anything…sounds like I must have said a lot.”
**You did splendidly. I think you’ll find yourself more relaxed for a couple days, I look forward to seeing you next week when we can go even deeper.**
You thank him and head home. That was very strange, but in fact, you actually do feel quite relaxed even though you don’t really know what happened. Oh well.
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You are at work a couple days later and feeling bored. Bored of the monotony of your job and feeling a little trapped in your mundane life. You go to your secret photo album of you nudes. The ones you took back when you were younger and dating. The ones you take occasionally when you’re feeling sexy and wishing you had someone besides your husband to send them too. You can reminisce and remember that you do have a wild side, even if no one else knows about it. You open your secret album to find new pictures of yourself.
Lots of pictures. You’re lying on the chase lounge from your therapy session. Ugh, is that what you look like sleeping? Haven’t quite gotten rid of your mommy belly still, and you can’t fix that plain face if yours… Not the point. What the fuck is my therapist doing taking pictures of me when I’m under hypnosis. How did he find this folder, and why the fuck did he take pictures! There are so many…
Lying peacefully on the couch.
Your face, eyes closed and asleep. Why do I look like that?
His hand on your jaw and his thumb parting your limp lips.
His thumb in your mouth, your lips wrapped tightly around it sucking.
Your tongue out pinched between his fingers.
His hand on your neck.
His hand reaching down your shirt.
He’s squeezing your exposed breast.
Squeezing your nipple.
His hand on your thigh reaching up your skirt.
Your panties pulled down around your ankles.
Your skirt hiked up and your legs spread open.
His thumb on your clit.
His thumb inside your pussy.
You’re wet, really wet.
His fingers buried in your wet pussy.
You sucking his fingers.
A pic of your full body, tits out, skirt barely hiding anything, panties hanging on one foot, one leg hanging limply on the floor. You look used.
And the last pic is you lying peacefully, fulling clothed.
You feel violated. Exploited. You were completely vulnerable with someone you’re supposed to be able to trust. He not only took full advantage of you but had the arrogance to rub it in your face. You should be livid, so why do you feel so turned on? Your heart is beating fast, and you want to rub yourself.
What if your doctor kept the pics? What if your husband finds out? But it’s not your fault. You were under hypnosis. Your pussy is wet in the pictures though, and you’re sucking his fingers. That doesn’t look like hypnosis.
You look at the pic of his fingers in your mouth and want to suck them again. You want to suck more than just his fingers. He’s tall, and you’re wondering how big his cock is, what it looks like, what it tastes like. You would never want to cheat on your husband or hurt your family, but this is your therapist. You’re under hypnosis. It’s his fault not yours.
You keep looking at the pictures and can’t help but love them. You’re a sexual woman and want to feel sexual, not just “a mom.” You just want to get fucked by someone new so bad. You want to get used again.
You decide you’re going back next week as planned, and in the meantime, you’re going to add a few more photos to the album…
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/w9f05o/a_therapist_discovering_his_patients_hidden
Love the story, erotic, naughty, and adventurous, can’t wait for the next session
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