~Subject: THE THERAPIST 1/2 
~From: nogarder@ix.  netcom.  com(*** ) 
~Date: 8 Mar 1996 02: 38: 42 GMT ~Newsgroups: alt.  
sex.  stories 

   The Therapist 

   Linda had started seeing Doctor Hardton only after getting 
tremendous pressure from her best friend, Cindy.  Linda insisted 
that she really didn't have a problem that required the services 
of a psychiatrist, but Cindy insisted that she talk to Dr.  
Hardton, so she went.  Linda still believed that she didn't need 
to go, but had been learning so much about herself and her life 
that she went each week.  Besides, she really liked the Doctor, 
and could afford the visits, so why not.  

   I should pause, here to tell you a little about Linda.  She 
is Vice President of Marketing with a medium size electronics 
manufacturer in the midwest.  She is respected by everyone who 
deals with her as a tough but fair executive who knows her 
business and manages people very effectively.  Her sales force 
calls her "The Iron Bitch" but not in her presence.  It is 
obvious the first time you meet her that she is a beautiful 
woman who could easily have become a top paid model or actress 
but in her role as a business woman, she tones the beauty down 
to "attractive" by her dress, demeanor and sparing use of 
makeup.  She wears very conservative business suits, doesn't 
smoke and drinks only a little wine on social occasions.  Linda 
is thirty-six, but most people believe she is only in her late 
twenties.  Those who know her a little better are aware of the 
fact that she has been divorced for about three years from a man 
who tried for five to deal with her strong personality but 
finally admitted defeat and went to live with a woman almost ten 
years his junior and seems to be ecstatically happy, now.  Linda 
has seen three men off and on, since her divorce but is "too 
busy" to think about a long term relationship.  Her only close 
female friend is Cindy, whom she has known since college and 
whom she trusts with her deepest, darkest secrets.  In fact, 
Cindy is one of the few people in the world who know about 
Linda's "other life", the one that prompted her to insist that 
Linda talk with Dr.  Hardton.  

   Six months ago, Linda was on a business trip to Boston when 
she met a man in the hotel bar and found her self talking with 
him for hours.  Dan was unlike anyone she had ever known.  From 
the first, she was fascinated by his quiet manner and soft 
speech and the contradiction represented by the "fire" she saw 
in his eyes.  He made no attempt to pick her up or hit on her.  
In fact, she was the one who kept the conversation going and she 
began to realize that she would have to say "goodnight" to this 
fascinating man and might never see him again.  That prospect 
made her sad and she resolved not to let it happen.  When it was 
time for her to return to her room, she initiated an exchange of 
phone numbers and said she hoped they could get together on her 
next trip to Boston.  He smiled as they parted and kissed her 
very softly on the cheek (somehow, she had hoped for more).  

   The next trip was only two weeks later.  She told herself 
that it was important that she follow up with the new potential 
customer right away but deep inside she knew that the Northeast 
Regional Sales Manager was the best in the company and could 
easily handle things at this early stage of negotiations.  She 
had never before arranged a business trip for personal reasons 
and refused to admit to herself that she was doing so now.  Dan 
picked her up at her hotel and they talked of nothing in 
particular as he drove her to a small French restaurant.  Over 
dinner, she found herself drifting away from the conversation 
several times as she tried to gain an understanding of what she 
was seeing and feeling in his eyes.  Over coffee, she told him 
that she really didn't want the lovely evening to end (hoping he 
would take the hint).  He said, "We could stop by my place for a 
nightcap, if you like."  She had to restrain herself from 
blurting out "Oh, Yes!"  and said, demurely, "I think that might 
be very nice."  Dan looked at her for several moments, then took 
her hand gently into both of his.  It was like an electric shock 
and she only half heard him say, "But, there is something I 
think you need to know..."  When he knew that his words had 
reached her brain, he continued, "I am a very strong willed man 
and I require my lovers to place themselves completely under my 
control.  If you don't feel comfortable with that, perhaps it 
would be better if we had our nightcap at the bar in your 
hotel."  

   Linda only partly understood the meaning of his words, but 
she knew, without question, that she had to be alone with him 
and the sooner, the better.  Her mouth was dry as she nodded 
slightly and replied, "I'd really prefer your place."  They 
talked a little as they drove to his house but Linda's mind was 
filled with questions.  She really didn't know Dan very well and 
had surprised herself by saying she would go with him.  She had 
a strong sense that she could trust him and needed desperately 
to be in his arms and feel his body pressing against hers.  

   It was a fairly large, old house on a quiet residential 
street and it was obviously well cared for.  Even in the dark, 
she could see that the lawn was well manicured and dotted with 
big, old oak trees.  He parked the car in the drive and came 
around to open her door.  He took her hand lightly as they 
walked up the front steps.  He unlocked the door and reached in 
to turn on the hall light before allowing her to enter.  When 
they were in, he closed and relocked the door then, escorted her 
to a very modern looking great room.  It was clear that someone 
had remodeled the old house extensively and the great room had 
probably once been a living room and dining room.  She turned 
and offered herself for the kiss that she fully expected.  He 
took her (so gently) into his arms and their lips met.  Almost 
immediately, their tongues were teasing each other and she felt 
a great welling up of need and desire.  Too soon, he broke the 
kiss and stepped back slightly, holding her hands in his.  

   "As I told you," he began, "I will expect you to do exactly 
as I ask.  If, at any time, you want to stop, you must say 
'That's enough'.  When you say those words, our time together 
will be at an end and I will take you back to your hotel.  Do 
you understand?"  She was shaken by the stern tone of his voice 
and the seriousness of his words, but she nodded.  Linda was 
beginning to understand that she was to be submissive to his 
wishes and she found herself both frightened and excited by the 
situation.  "After all", she reassured herself, "I can stop it 
any time I want."  It never occurred to her that she would soon 
lack any desire for her time with Dan to end.  

   "First, I want you to remove your pantyhose and panties."  , 
he directed.  She started to protest, but he held up his hand.  
There was no mistaking the meaning of his gesture and she found 
herself standing before him taking off her shoes, followed by 
her undergarments as he had instructed.  She looked around for 
someplace to put the items she had just taken off but there was 
nothing within reach so she just dropped them at her side.  
"Now, kneel down and open my pants."  , he said quietly.  Her 
skirt was short enough that when she knelt, she could feel the 
soft carpet against her knees, and she reached forward to 
loosten his belt and unzip his fly.  She was moving as if in a 
dream, now, and lowered his pants and briefs to the floor.  His-
semi-hard cock hung between his legs and she was impressed with 
its size and shape and wanted to touch it but wasn't sure if she 
was supposed to wait for instructions, so she did nothing.  Dan 
kicked off his shoes, pulled his socks free and pushed the pile 
of clothing aside with his foot.  He removed the rest of his 
clothes in silence as she knelt motionless before him.  When he 
was completely undressed, he said, "Show me how you suck cock."  
The words stung her.  "Why does he have to be so direct?"  , she 
wondered and looked up into his eyes.  He smiled and said, 
"Remember, you don't have to do anything you don't want to do."  
Using both hands, she guided the head of his penis between her 
lips and began to lick it with her tongue.  She was so aroused 
that she could feel her juices beginning to leak from her vagina 
and run down the inside of her thighs.  

   This is essentially the story she told Dr.  Hardton on her 
second visit.  The first visit had been spent getting to know 
one another a little and learning to feel comfortable in the 
doctor's office.  The second time, Dr.  Hardton had said, almost 
immediately, "Tell me about why you decided to see me."  Linda 
really didn't know how to begin so she just started talking 
about how she had met Dan and ended up becoming his "slave" and 
how "out of character" it was for her to behave this way but she 
didn't want to stop.  Dr.  Hardton rested her chin on her 
fingers as she listened to Linda's story and when Linda had 
paused, reflecting on the scene she was describing, the doctor 
asked, "How did you feel when he was in your mouth?"  "I wanted 
to taste his sperm."  , Linda blurted out, then said, "I'm.. I'm 
sorry.  I shouldn't have said that."  The doctor leaned forward 
to touch her hand and said, "Of course you should.  If that's 
how you felt.  I need to know your feelings and I don't want you 
to hold back because you think you may shock me."  

   After a short pause, Linda went on.  "It was really weird.  
Dan is an O.  K.  looking guy but not the type I would usually 
be attracted to.  But, when he told me, straight out, that he 
wanted me to suck him, it was as though there was nothing else 
in the world I wanted more than to make him come in my mouth.  
It only took a few minutes before he tensed and I felt the fist 
spurts hit the roof of my mouth and I had to start swallowing.  
He told me not to swallow but just let it run out my mouth so I 
did as he said and I could feel it running down my chin and 
neck.  I've never really enjoyed the taste and feel of sperm 
before, but I remember thinking how beautiful it was at that 
moment."  

   "When it was over, Dan told me to get down on my hands and 
knees and I felt him lift my skirt all the way up and lay it on 
my back.  I felt very strange with my ass exposed like that but 
I couldn't do anything else.  Besides, I felt a thrill like I've 
never known before and wanted him to do whatever he wanted to 
me.  I think I knew he was going to use my ass, but I pretended 
that I didn't know what he intended and just waited, kneeling on 
the floor while he went to a table and took something out of a 
drawer.  In one way, I dearly wanted to look to see what he was 
doing, but in a more powerful way, I didn't want to know.  So, I 
stayed with my eyes focused on the carpet before me as he 
returned and started applying some kind of lubricant between my 
cheeks.  He came around in front of me and held out a vibrator 
that was very narrow at the end, but gradually widened a 
little.  About half way along it's length, it became much wider 
and stayed that width to its very large base.  Dan said, 'This 
will help you become ready for me and I think you'll find it 
quite interesting on its own.  Have you ever had a man in your 
ass?' I looked up at him and said (quite truthfully) 'No.' Then, 
he went behind me and I felt the tip of the vibrator nudge 
against my anus.  He turned it on very low and moved it around a 
little before working just the end into my opening.  As he held 
it there, I was aware that my vagina was positively flowing and 
I waited for more.  He was so slow and gentle, that there was 
never any pain as he moved the narrow end in and out in a kind 
of rhythm and pushed more and more into me until he reached the 
place where it bulged out wider.  Dan put his hand on my back 
and said, 'This may hurt just a little, but it won't last long.' 
I tensed at his words and he said, 'No.  You must remain 
relaxed.' and he pushed forward steadily as I felt myself 
stretching to accept the wider part.  There was a sharp pain as 
I opened farther than I would have thought possible, but it 
started to disappear almost immediately as I felt the whole 
vibrator sliding in to the depths of my bottom.  He turned up 
the speed and started fucking me with this devilish toy as I 
grunted and groaned and found myself pushing back to meet each 
thrust."  

   "Suddenly, he pulled it out.  I gasped and I felt him place 
the head of his cock against my slightly open anus.  He pressed 
forward steadily until his stomach was resting against my cheeks 
and his legs were tight against mine.  I could feel him all the 
way up inside me and I started to come.  I kept coming as he 
fucked my ass as deeply as he could until he finally came and 
slowly withdrew."  

   Dr.  Hardton was quiet for a while, then asked, "Linda, why 
do you think you liked it?"  "I think it's because I'm always in 
control at work", Linda replied, "and I really don't have a very 
exciting life outside the office.  I know I was searching for 
something before I met Dan, and now I feel like I've found it.  
The other thing is that it seems so 'dirty'.  I was raised in a 
very strict environment and all through college and my career, 
I've worked hard at being very serious and straight.  I remember 
thinking, as Dan's sperm was dripping down my chin, 'If my sales 
people could only see their boss, now!' It was really very 
exciting to think about but, of course, I could never let anyone 
know I did anything like that (let alone, loved it).  It's hard 
enough for a woman to be taken seriously in the business world 
without having people think you're some kind of nymphomaniac or 
pervert."  

   "Do you think you're a nymphomaniac or pervert?"  , Dr.  
Hardton asked.  Linda thought for a while, then replied, "I 
guess I don't know.  In a way, what I let Dan do to, and with, 
me seems perverted but when I'm with him, I just feel so free.  
That sounds funny, doesn't it?  That I would feel so free when 
I'm being his slave?  Dr.  Hardton was quiet for a few minutes, 
then said, softly, "Are you going to keep seeing him?"  Linda's 
response was immediate.  "I don't think I could stop.  And, I 
don't think I want to.  Do you think I should?"  "I won't tell 
you what to do", the doctor answered, "but I am a little 
concerned for your safety.  Suppose Dan decides to go too far 
and no one even knows you're with him?"  Linda said, "I really 
don't believe that will happen, but it's a good point.  Would it 
be all right if I leave a message on your answering machine when 
I'm going to see him, so at least you'll know?"  Dr.  Hardton 
agreed, and told Linda she wanted her to think through what she 
was doing and why, so they could both understand it more fully.  
Linda said she would.  

   Chapter 2 

   Gradually, Linda's involvement with Dan became more intense 
and more "perverted" as she started to think of it.  He would 
tie her to the bed or a table and use all of her openings with 
his hands, mouth, cock or any one of several toys he kept on 
hand for the purpose.  Occasionally, he used small clips on her 
nipples and vaginal lips to "heighten her sensations", but when 
he could see that he was causing any real pain, he would back 
off.  As he introduced her to new experiences, there were a 
couple of times she thought about saying "that's enough", but in 
each case, she held it back and ended up enjoying some new 
sensation.  She continued to see Dr.  Hardton regularly and 
report her activities.  After which, they would talk about how 
she was feeling and each new adventure seemed to increase her 
sense of complete freedom.  The doctor was concerned that Linda 
was starting to think of her body as Dan's possession and asked 
if her new private life had been effecting her business life.  
Linda said she thought she was becoming even tougher at the 
office and that the knowledge that she could let everything go 
with Dan gave her a new strength to face the challenges of 
work.  

   One evening, she was standing, nude, before Dan as he probed 
her vagina with his fingers.  She was very wet and excited and 
he told her to put on her blouse, skirt and shoes.  They were 
going out for a little while.  She started to pull on her 
panties, but he said, "No.  Just wear what I said."  She had 
been wearing a short skirt (about six inches above the knee) and 
a semi-transparent silk blouse when he picked her up at her 
hotel and she knew that her nipples would show clearly through 
the thin material.  She also knew it would be almost impossible 
to sit in the short skirt without revealing her nakedness 
beneath it.  She wanted to ask where they were going, but 
instead, she dressed as he had instructed and went with him to 
the car.  As they drove, he put his right hand under her skirt 
to continue fingering her and told her that they were going to a 
small private club where she would be seen by several men and 
women he knew.  Linda was to do nothing to conceal any part of 
her body from view while they were in the club, and she should 
act like there was nothing at all unusual in the way she was 
dressed.  

   She was very frightened when he parked the car and came 
around to let her out.  They entered an unmarked door to a 
large, brownstone row house in an area of town that she didn't 
know.  It was a quiet residential neighborhood similar to Dan's, 
but seemed to be somewhat older.  When they were in the house, 
she was surprised to find it set up much like a small nightclub 
with a bar along one wall and small tables around the large, 
open room.  The back wall was covered by a dark blue curtain and 
there was a rack of stage lights in front of the curtain.  She 
thought that there must be a stage of some sort behind the 
curtain so that the club could offer entertainment.  All in all, 
the club looked very elegant.  Each table had a linen table 
cloth and was surrounded by plush, padded chairs.  The walls 
were paneled in dark pine and she noted that the drinks were 
served in crystal.  There were, perhaps thirty people in the 
room when they entered and Dan escorted her to a table near the 
back.  An attractive couple was seated there and they greeted 
Dan as he approached.  Linda was introduced to Robert and Denise 
and Dan held a chair for her to sit next to Robert.  As she 
seated herself, she was aware of Roberts eyes focused intently 
on hers.  She started to cross her legs but remembered her total 
lack of undergarments and, instead, smoothed her skirt in her 
lap.  She started to push the material between her legs but 
caught a disapproving look from Dan and left it as it was.  Dan 
had placed the chair so that her legs were pointed at Robert and 
she knew he could see most of her thighs (at least).  She looked 
at Denise and saw that the other woman was staring at her 
breasts.  Denise was in a low cut green dress and it was obvious 
that she was also braless.  After a few seconds, Denise raised 
her eyes to Linda's and smiled.  

   They talked for awhile and she noticed that Dan sometimes 
placed his hand high up on Denise's thigh as they spoke.  
Finally, he turned to Linda and said, "The members of this club 
are all very close and we tend not to be overly possessive."  
Then, he smiled and nodded to Robert and reached out to grasp 
Denise's nipples through the material of her dress.  Linda could 
tell that he was pressing very hard with his thumbs and 
forefingers as Denise closed her eyes, tilted her head back 
slightly and said, "Ummmmm..."  As she was watching, she felt 
Robert's hand touch her knee and gave an involuntary jerk.  She 
looked at Dan who was watching her intently but he gave no 
indication of what she should do.  She was sure he knew what 
Robert was doing and decided she had better wait for a signal.  
Robert's hand quickly found it's way up her smooth leg and when 
he reached her bush, he immediately pushed his middle finger 
deep between her wet lips and probed the top of her vagina for 
her G-spot.  He found it and a warm glow enveloped her as his 
finger moved back and forth.  When Robert withdrew his hand, he 
turned and placed the moist finger at Denise's lips.  Dan was 
still pinching her nipples as she parted her lips and, looking 
directly into Linda's eyes, licked and sucked Linda's fresh 
juices into her mouth.  

   Linda couldn't believe what was happening.  She was sitting 
in some sort of private club with a couple she had just met and 
everyone seemed to take complete liberties with everyone else.  
She looked around and saw that there was quite a bit of kissing 
and touching going on at other tables as well and had decided 
that it was the norm when she saw something two tables away that 
made her sit up and gasp (she tried, but couldn't stop the 
gasp).  A beautiful red haired woman was kneeling between the 
legs of an attractive man and giving him head.  His hands were 
on the sides of her head and he was moving her up and down on 
his shaft as he watched her intently.  Suddenly, she saw him 
move her head away from his lap and the redhead opened her mouth 
wide to accept his ejaculation.  Even at this distance, Linda 
could see it shooting into her mouth and she suddenly felt 
extremely excited.  She had seen a few porno movies, but this 
was the first time she had actually watched something like 
this.  Linda began to realize that Dan was speaking to her very 
softly.  "As you can see, we are all very liberal in our 
attitude about sex here.  I was just thinking how nice it would 
be if you would show Robert that you are at least as 
accomplished in the oral arts as Carol over there."  (He nodded 
toward the redhead) Linda didn't know what to do or say.  She 
stammered, "I couldn't.. but he...  please don't...." Dan smiled 
at her, "You know that you must do as I request...  Unless you 
are ready for me to take you back to your hotel, of course."  

   A wild mix of crazy emotions raced through Linda's head.  She 
was incredibly aroused by what she had just witnessed and 
Robert's probing of her vagina, but how could she possibly suck 
a man she had just met, in plain sight of anyone who chose to 
watch?  She looked at Robert and saw that he had opened his 
pants and was holding a rather large erection in his hand, 
stroking it slowly.  She glanced at Denise who smiled and said, 
"Please, Linda, I'd like to see if you can handle more of Robert 
than I can."  She moved between his open legs as if in a dream, 
but she knew that she was going to do as Dan had "asked".  Up 
close, Robert's cock was even bigger than her first impression 
had indicated.  He removed his hand and she guessed that it had 
to be at least eight or nine inches long and very fat as well.  
She leaned forward to capture the head between her lips and 
found that she had to open her mouth very wide to accomplish 
even that.  She closed her eyes so she wouldn't know if others 
were watching and started moving up and down just a little as 
she switched her tongue back and forth under the spongy head 
entering her mouth.  Gradually, she took a little more and felt 
it pressing against her tongue and the roof of her mouth at the 
same time.  In less than a minute, she was lost in what she was 
doing and could think of nothing but making Robert give her his 
hot sperm.  She toyed with his balls as she opened her eyes and 
looked up to his face.  He was watching her and gave 
encouragement with small grunts and moans.  She estimated that 
she was taking a little over half his length, now and her jaw 
was starting to ache a bit from its constant extension.  That 
didn't matter.  It didn't even matter who might be watching.  
The only thing that mattered was that she accept as much of him 
as possible and taste his cum soon.  

   Linda was consciously trying to accept more of Robert with 
each forward thrust of her head.  Without knowing what Denise's 
limits were, Linda felt challenged to better them if she could.  
She thought that would make Dan very proud of her.  When the 
head brushed against the entrance to her throat, she thought she 
might gag and backed off a fraction of an inch.  Robert was 
holding on to the arms of his chair (not trying to force her 
head down as some men might do) and obviously very close to 
orgasm.  She moved forward a little and felt the head touch her 
again, but forced back the reflex and held him there.  Still 
holding her breath, she moved down a little more and felt him 
beginning to enter the top of her throat.  She had two or three 
inches left to go and was contemplating if she could go all the 
way when she felt the first jerk along the length of his shaft 
and new that he was coming.  Reluctantly, she pulled free and 
held him just beyond her wide open lips as a spurt of semen 
jetted far back into her mouth.  She worked him with her hands 
as he continued to rain cum onto her tongue and over her lips.  
For the first time, she realized that Denise had come to kneel 
beside her and was watching intently as she drained Robert dry.  
When he was finished and beginning to soften, Denise turned 
Linda's head and pushed her tongue deep into Linda's mouth to 
share Robert's salty flavor.  Linda had never been french kissed 
by a woman before and was startled at how soft Denise's lips 
felt and at how small and frail Denise's tongue felt in her 
mouth.  When they broke the kiss, she had not swallowed and let 
a little of the sperm drip from her lips.  Denise licked it onto 
the tip of her tongue and took it into her mouth, then smiled at 
Linda and said, "Congratulations, you have broken my previous 
record.  I guess I'll have to try harder, next time."  and she 
winked at Robert.  

   Retelling this tale of her first semi-public debauchery to 
Dr.  Hardton, Linda felt positively depraved that she had done 
anything so openly sexual but also intensely excited to be 
sharing this most intimate story with another woman.  The doctor 
asked Linda why she thought she had been willing to expose 
herself this way in front of strangers and she responded, 
"First, I knew it was what Dan wanted me to do and didn't feel I 
had the power to refuse.  When I saw Robert with his cock in his 
hand, I knew that I would do it even before I was ready to admit 
it to myself.  And there was a strange feeling of power in being 
able to make him come whenever I wanted to.  I didn't know any 
of the people there, other than Dan, and wouldn't ever have to 
see them again if I didn't want to, so I felt that I could be an 
anonymous 'slut' (there, I've finally said the word I've thought 
so many times) without anyone knowing in my 'real life' and I 
found that extremely exciting."