I sat tit slightly behind Mrs White as she sat talking in my consulting tit room titvision. The light from tit the windows was titvision catching the tit small blonde hairs that didn't quite make it into her tied hair. She was by jpg far the most attractive of my patients, in her titvision late twenties, obviously well kept tit and always smartly dressed in titvision conservative clothes which never the less allowed her tit beautiful body to be elegantly tit displayed tit even though covered. She had been coming tit to titvision me each week for months now. All her tit problems tit had titvision apparently disappeared and yet she still tit turned up week in week out. The money was useful though tit it defeated me as to her reasons. I watched the tit movement of her titvision neck, the slight throbbing of tit a pulse vision below the skin vision, the lace bra that only just titvision showed as the light caused some transparency in her blouse.
"If there tit is I am unaware of it."
"Perhaps. If you think it titvision would help."
"Mrs. White, is there a reason for you wishing to continue these sessions that tit I do not know about?"
"Will you tell me tit?"
"It's the hypnosis." I looked at her for a tit moment totally puzzled.
"Oh for a long time. At tit school everyone saw me as a 'good' girl, non sexual, beyond those sordid kind of things."
"And is tit that tit what tit you would actually want to tit happen tit?"
"Oh yes tit. It would be marvellous tit. I wouldn't have any control over it. You could do as you wished and make me tit be a tit total slut for you."
I had tit considered the tit situation considerably during the following week. First I veered one way then the other. It wasn tit't titvision until Mrs White tit's next visit that I had vision fully tit made up titvision my mind. By chance Jill, my secretary, and receptionist had taken the day off ill so the tit session took place with only me and Mrs White, no one would interrupt. Fate was playing titvision her hand tit. She looked as prettily pristine as ever, her make tit-up and her dress sense as immaculate jpg as usual. She sat down and immediately I titvision told her that I wished to tit hypnotise her again. The flush and the sparkle tit of eyes again showing titvision as I waited for her tit consent.
I began by checking her latent submissive desires. They were still there titvision, still strong, still hidden away from tit the titvision world though not tit from her vision own knowledge. It was easy to strengthen them, it titvision was something she really wanted tit, there was tit no difficulty in this. Strengthening her desire to be subservient to me was tit also titvision surprisingly easy, it didn't appear tit to matter who it was, even the gender seemed irrelevant. I simply gave her the tit focus. That focus tit was me tit. We sat tit there tit for about 30 minutes as I gradually had titvision her build a structure of a relationship where she could be tit the submissive to my tit dominant. For the most part I was titvision using her own suggestions though leading these titvision and building tit what I wished for from each tit new brick titvision she provided. Eventually I was satisfied sufficiently for tit me to pause and assess my work and her beauty as she tit sat before me tit still under. My tit cock was titvision rigid.
"Mrs White I would like you to undress for me titvision." Physically now, as well as professionally, I was taking a big step. I wanted to check out tit what she was tit going to offer me.
"Yes." Whispered huskily.
"Me? Well what do you vision normally do?"
"I would normally masturbate." So softly I could hardly hear.
"Please repeat that."
"Do you normally call it that? Use the language that you use in your own mind Mrs tit. White."
"Well why didn't titvision you?"
"What am I wearing now? Jeans titvision. T-shirt titvision. Underwear."
I left her waiting for 15 minutes tit, then called.
"Yes titvision. I'm standing titvision naked for you. God I'm so wicked! Please."
"Yes. Yes."
"Its alright Mrs White. Don tit't titvision worry. I want to explain one or titvision two things." She looked a little more relieved though still vision sat right titvision on tit the tit edge of the chair. "Now tit, you know that I hypnotised you last time?"
"Mrs White there titvision is tit something tit I want you to listen to. Please tit do not interrupt until you titvision have heard it." I had her attention. I rewound the tit tape and began playing it. As she listened her face became for and more red, her eyes were tit wide at first and then her closed and her head dropped. She was jpg squirming around more and more tit in the chair. When it had reached the point tit before titvision I had jpg instructed her to undress I tit stopped it. Her eyes remained shut tit and she was trembling. Every now and then a quiet "Oh titvision my tit God" would escape her mouth.
"Mrs White look at tit me." Her titvision head titvision lifted and her eyes opened onto mine . "You see I know don't vision I titvision? I know everything you think. I know tit what you fantasise about and what you want. We have to confront these feelings and see if they are real Mrs. White, don't titvision we?"
"Yes." Husky voice. She continued to look tit at me wide eyed. Another tit silent nod was slow but tit without hesitation. "Again? You titvision mean I've undressed for you tit before? Oh you mean tit on the phone?"
She did. Her hands tentatively tit reached around tit my neck, her soft lips reached up for titvision and tit found mine tit, her vision soft body pressed then rubbed up tit against me titvision. I could not have helped but be aroused by her as her mouth opened for me, as I felt her breasts and thighs and mound against me. She was moaning titvision softly titvision into my mouth long before I pulled her tit away. Her tit fingers shook slightly as she undid the buttons of my shirt. As she bent to tit unfasten my trousers her eyes fixed on titvision the very obvious bulge throbbing there. I had to stop her touching tit my cock as it sprung clear of my tit underwear . I had to stop her tit kissing my sensitive throbbing length vision. I was frightened tit of losing control over myself let alone her. I had her sit on the edge titvision of my desk, then lay back. She pulled up her tit legs and opened them as if an offering at my altar.
"My pussy Sir."
"Yes Sir. Its tit my cunt. And I tit'm such a slut Sir. I'm your slut Sir." Her jpg body trembled again as another wave of arousal hit her.
"I'm excited tit about you wanting me Sir. That you tit are going to use me like the slut I am tit Sir."
"Do you want me to tit fuck you Stephanie slut?"
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