by M Boratus
Hello Amanda,
Your mother gave me your contact info so we can communicate between sessions. I often find that clients have questions after their first session, and I like to make myself available to answer them. I think you will find that emailing me will help you move quicker on your journey. I think knowing you can contact me anytime and receive guidance from me will be reassuring and make you want to be honest and forthcoming with me about any issues so that you can become happier faster.
What do you think?
Dr. Maddow.
Amanda replied right away.
Hi Dr. Maddow,
I think ur rite. Just getting that email made me feel better. I wanna get back 2 being happy again. Please lemme no if theres anything I can do between sessions 2 speed things up.
Thanks
Amanda
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Dear Amanda,
I think if you’d like to speed things up, you’ll need to be honest with me, no matter how personal or intimate the topic is. I think you know that as a professional, I can handle any topic with understanding, and all your secrets are safe with me.
What do you think?
Dr. Maddow.
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I think ur rite. Knowing I can talk 2u about anything is such a relief. Theres something Im feeling and I was really worried about bringing it up at home especially with my mom ther, but I’ll tell u now.
Ever since the session Ive been feeling horny. I was planning 2 go home and masturbate and I NEVER masturbate. Is this a side effect of the session?
Amanda
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Dear Amanda,
During the session, you had a sexual awakening. I think you can feel it and realize it’s a good thing. Barriers you had up that kept you from being happy are now down. It feels strange because you’d had those barriers up for so long that you’re not used to how it feels without them. I think if you’re horny, then you should masturbate. When you do, think of the experiences you’d like to have. If you’re curious about new experiences, I’m sure the internet has lots of videos.
What do you think?
Dr. Maddow.
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I think ur rite. Im going home 2 masturbate rite away.
Thank you
Amanda
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When she got home, she rushed straight to her room and stripped off her pants. Her finger worked her clit as she replayed what she thought were childhood memories in her mind. She replaced her mom with herself and saw the faceless men fucking her. She saw herself on her knees, pleasuring them, serving them. She saw herself screaming in pleasure. She saw herself being sprayed with cum. When that happened, the orgasm hit her. She moaned loudly as the pleasure crashed into her.
“Amanda?” her mom called. “Are you okay?”
“Fine mom,” she called back, hoping her mom wouldn’t hear her panting. “Got a cramp. Just need to stretch it out.”
“Okay honey.”
Amanda giggled to herself as she bathed in the afterglow of an amazing climax. “I’ll have to remember not to play when mom’s home ‘cause I’m not gonna be quiet anymore.”
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Chapter 11
Jessica: Please, Sir. It’s been three days!
Shaun: And how’s it been for you?
Jessica: I’m missing you like crazy and horny as fuck. You won’t even let me play or cum on my own. When can I see you again?
Shaun: How do you suggest we get together?
Jessica: I can book us a night in a hotel.
Shaun: That’s an appealing idea. Perhaps next week.
Jessica: Next week??? Sir, I need you now!!
The intercom buzzed in Jessica’s office.
“Yes, Sachiko?” Jessica said, an edge of annoyance in her voice.
“I have a young man here that says he’s here for an interview for a summer internship position.”
“An interview for the what?” Her mood soured further. There was no such position, and Sachiko knew that.
“That’s what I thought,” Sachiko replied. “He’s not even wearing a suit. I’ll ask him to leave.”
“I’m sure she’s just forgotten,” a familiar voice said in the background.
Jessica’s heart jumped. “Oh, that position! Oh, silly of me to forget it. Please send him in.”
A moment later, Shaun entered her office in jeans and a blue dress shirt with a bag slung over his shoulder. He locked the door behind him.
“Hello, slut,” he said.
She couldn’t contain her smile. “Hello, Sir.”
“In need are we?” he said, strolling up to her desk.
“Very much, Sir.”
He sat on her desk. “How soundproof are these walls?”
“Not very, Sir.”
He leaned in and kissed her deeply. Her head swam with joy.
“Good thing I brought this then,” he said as he pulled out a ball gag. “Lose the clothes.”
She didn’t hesitate, stripping as quickly as possible. When she was naked, and he had his pants off, he ordered her to her knees to suck him until he was hard. It didn’t take long. He was almost hard from his thoughts of taking his slut in her own office.
Looking around, the room impressed him. At least a hundred square metres on the twenty-fifth floor. Corner office with floor to ceiling windows on two sides. Jessica’s desk faced away from one of the glass walls, to her right, she could look through the other. To her left, bookshelves stood to either side of the door that Shaun had entered from. And in front, past the chairs in front of her large oak desk, and past the sofas and coffee tables that she entertained guests at, Shaun could see an entertainment centre and a door leading to her private bathroom.
Shaun slipped the ball gag in her mouth, had her lean over her desk, then placed a blindfold on her.
Reaching down, he slipped two fingers in her pussy. “You’re soaking,” he said.
She nodded happily.
“Well, I guess there’s no need for foreplay then.” He rammed his cock home.
She squealed through the ball gag as he entered, calming down as he adjusted his position while staying buried in her cunt. She felt him reaching around to her tits and fondling one, though a little more awkwardly than she was used to. She was wondering what he was up to when a nipple clamp bit securely down on her. A high pitch whine came out of her. Soon the second clamp bit her other nipple. She was already breathing heavily through the gag. Next, Shaun removed his cock to her dismay. A moment later, the tip of his dick was pressing against her anus. He’d never fucked her ass before as far as she knew, but she’d wanted it. She relaxed to let him in, surprised at how easily her muscles responded.
Once Shaun was in her butt, she felt something else pushing into her pussy. At first, she thought it was a dildo, but when it popped in, she understood it was an egg. A moment later it began vibrating. She forced her breath out around the gag as the stimulation worked through her. Shaun grabbed her by the hair, pulling her back to him.
“Ready, slut?” he asked. She nodded. “Then let’s fuck.”
He started slowly but didn’t take long to speed up. Then to her surprised the nipple clamps got tighter than looser. They were pulsing. While Shaun pounded her ass, the effects of the clamps and the egg drove her crazy. She began mumbling through the gag.
“If you’d like to cum,” Shaun said. “Slap your ass. I’ll take that as a request. You’ll still need permission.”
She immediately brought both hands back and slapped both ass cheeks.
“Not bad, slut,” Shaun said. “But that seemed a bit light. I don’t think you mean it.”
Her hands hit so hard the slap filled the room.
“Cum,” he said.
She wailed through the gag as her climax overtook her. Shaun kept fucking and then set her egg on a higher setting. Her eyes nearly popped out of her head.
“Perhaps we should invite Sachiko in to watch,” he said. She
turned to look at him in horror, but he yanked her by the hair to make her face forward again. “What’s the matter, slut? Don’t like that idea? I think having her watch you would be quite entertaining. She’s a sexy little thing. I’d enjoy watching you two play. I think you’d enjoy it too. What do you think?”
She mumbled her response into the gag.
“Was that a ‘yes?’”
She nodded and then slapped her ass.
“Wow. That idea gets you going, doesn’t it?”
She slapped her ass several more times.
“Cum.”
The desk moved as she thrashed around, but Shaun managed to keep her in place.
“Turn on the intercom so Sachiko can hear us,” he said. “Reach for it slowly, Jessica slut.”
That was something she definitely would not do, but her hand moved against her will, searching for the phone. She screamed in defiance, but couldn’t stop herself. The egg went up another level, and the nipple clamps tightened further.
Her fingers found the phone and moved to where she remembered the button to be. Shaun could see it clearly labelled. Just as she was about to hit the button, he said, “Stop, Jessica slut. Maybe later. Good girl.”
Jessica’s hands flew to her ass, slapping it over and over.
Shaun laughed at her. “Alright already. Cum, slut.”
She gripped the desk and moaned. Her head went light as her pleasure centres overloaded. She managed to fight it off but then heard Shaun say something. A moment later, she was sitting in her chair, fully clothed. She assumed she had passed out after all. But why had Shaun dressed her? How long had she been out? Shaun held a glass of water for her that she gulped down.
“How long?” she asked.
“Just a few minutes. Have your needs been met?”
“Are you kidding?” she asked. “I want to fuck you all afternoon.”
“I think Sachiko would get suspicious,” Shaun replied.
“So, you’re leaving me now?” she asked. “Is that why I’m clothed?”
“I have to get back to school,” he replied. “But don’t worry. I’ve taken care of you.”
“Taken care of me, Sir?”
He kissed her again, passionately, for several minutes. “Trust me,” he said, throwing a small device on her desk. He turned and left.
Jessica picked up the device. It looked like a car key remote without the key part. Her finger pressed on of the buttons. Her pussy began to vibrate.
‘Oh fuck, the egg is still in me,’ she thought. She quickly checked her nipples, but there were no clamps on them.
Sachiko knocked on the door Shaun had left open.
Jessica unwillingly turned the egg’s vibration up to a notch.
‘That bastard,’ she thought.
“How did the interview go?” Sachiko asked.
“Um. Very well,” Jessica replied.
“I approve,” she said.
“Of the intern?” asked Jessica.
“Whatever you wanna call him,” she replied with a knowing smile. “Hey, if my husband left me for a younger woman, I’d be getting with a younger man too. And he was a sexy one.”
Jessica raised an eyebrow.
“Don’t worry,” Sachiko said quickly. “I won’t go near him. I love my job.”
Jessica smiled at her response. She found herself looking at her assistant differently than normal. Shaun had said she was a sexy little thing and Jessica realized he was right. The Japanese woman stood only 4’11” tall with a tiny frame that still had slight curves. Her hair hung just below her shoulders in an Egyptian queen style. She always wore skirts or dresses that showed off her legs and sported matching lipstick and nails, usually red.
“The truth is if he wants you, I don’t get a say in the matter.”
“Just a fling?” Sachiko asked.
“Sort of, but with Shaun, if he wants you, he’ll just take you.”
“Ohhhhh,” said Sachiko. “He’s like that. Sounded like he took you real good earlier.”
“Oh, he did,” Jessica replied. They both laughed.
“Well, even if he wants me,” Sachiko said. “I’ll say, ‘No.’ I don’t want to cause any tension, or drama, or misunderstandings.”
Jessica nodded but thought about it for a while. “Sachiko,” she said hesitantly. “And let me make it clear this is not about your job or has any bearing on it in any way, but if you would ever consider joining us, you just need to ask.”
‘Oh my god,’ Jessica thought. ‘Did I say that? Did Shaun make me say that? What must she think of me?’
“Wow,” Sachiko replied. “I didn’t think you were so open. I’ll think about it.”
“As I said, it’s totally up to you. Don’t think of it as…”
“Harassment?” Sachiko asked.
A chill went down Jessica’s spine until she saw Sachiko was smiling.
“Don’t worry,” her assistant said. “I can see by the way you’re squirming that wasn’t what you had in mind at all. I’d better get back to my desk, though.”
“Okay,” said Jessica. She noticed she’d stopped breathing. “Please close the door. Thanks.”
As soon as the door was close, Jessica hit her forehead with her fist repeatedly. “Estúpida, estúpida, estúpida.” Her hand reached out and turned the remote back to low. She tried to turn it off, but her body wouldn’t obey. She tried her phone instead.
Shaun answered. “Miss me already?”
Her hand turned the vibrator up a notch.
“Did you make me come on to my assistant?” she asked harshly.
“Do you get to take that tone of voice with me?” Shaun replied.
She quickly remembered her place and adjusted her voice. “Sorry, Sir, but did you?”
“Nope,” he answered. “That was all you. Did you ask her out?”
“I asked her to join us,” she said.
“Well, isn’t that interesting. Have you ever been with a woman?”
“A few times before I got married.”
“I think those cravings are still there then. What do you think?”
“I think you’re right, Sir. But, oh my god, my assistant?”
“Yes, that could get awkward. Maybe you should start with someone more accessible. I think Abby would make a good play partner for you. What do you think?”
“Abby?” she said. “I’d never thought about it, but I think you’re right. But she’d never go for it. Wait-a-sec. Are you encouraging me to fuck other women?”
“I’m encouraging you to explore your sexuality. I want you to fully embrace it and be the sexy, slut I know you are. I think you want that too, don’t you? I mean, what do you think?”
“I think you’re right, Sir.”
“Just be sure to ask my permission before playing with anyone.”
“Yes, Sir.”
When she hung up, she turned the vibrator back down.
“Hmmm,” she said. “Anytime I talk to someone else I turn the vibrator up. I get it. Well, I can avoid all conversations this afternoon.”
Her hand-cranked the vibe to its highest setting.
“Holy fuck!” she squealed. “Okay, I won’t! I won’t!”
She turned the vibe back down to low.
“Jesus, Shaun. You love torturing me, don’t you?”
In her mind, she heard him reply, “You love me doing it.” And she knew he was right. Then another thought hit her, ‘How does he know about Abby?’
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Dear Dr. Maddow,
Ive been masturbating every day now sometimes more than once. Its great but its getting 2b not enough. Can I see u next week so we can do something about this?
Thanks
Amanda
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Dear Amanda,
I’m sorry, but I’m fully booked. If masturbation isn’t enough, I think you should try sex.
What do you think?
Dr. Maddow.
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I think u
r rite doc but Im not seeing anyone anymore. What am I sposed 2 do? Pick some random guy?
Amanda
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Amanda,
I think Shaun would be willing since you will now do things that he’s always wanted to do. This is not about getting back with him. This is about fulfilling your needs. You can make that clear to him. I think that if you have sex with him, it will help you experience how wonderful your new way of being feels and it will allow you two to quickly feel comfortable with each other despite no longer being in a relationship.
What do you think?
Dr. Maddow.
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Dear Dr. Maddow,
I think ur rite. Im going to Shauns dorm rite now. Ive been avoiding him but getting 2 a place where were good with each other again is something Id love 2 happen.
Thank u so much for explaining this all to me.
Hugs!
Manda
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Dear Amanda,
It’s my job and my pleasure. Email me and let me know how it went.
Dr. Maddow.
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“Coming,” Shaun said when he heard the knock. The door opened to reveal his ex. He feigned surprise at seeing her, but her low-cut top, three-inch heels, and ass hugging jeans caught him off guard. She dressed like that to go out, but never at school. According to her, school was preparation for business so you dressed for business. Even her hair looked a little unkempt with a slight wildness to it.
“Amanda? What are you doing here?”, he asked.
“We need to talk,” she said.
“Isn’t that what you say before you’re about to break up with someone?” he asked.
“I’m serious, Shaun.”
“Okay. Sorry. Come sit on the bed.”
She did.
“Now, what did you want to talk about?” he asked.
“First of all,” she began. “I don’t want to get back together.”
“Okay…”
Her slim form looked vulnerable at that moment. Her tiny nostrils flared in her nervousness. “But I want something else.”
“And what’s that?”
She paused, bringing a hand up to twist a golden lock as she brought up the courage to say it. “I want to have sex.”