~Subject: THE THERAPIST 2/2 ~From: nogarder@ix. netcom. com(*** ) ~Date: 8 Mar 1996 02: 39: 24 GMT ~Newsgroups: alt. sex. stories Chapter 4 She awoke with a start on a very comfortable bed in a darkened room. It took a few minutes to shake off sleep as she thought about the very vivid dream she had just had. Suddenly, Linda realized that it wasn't a dream at all. She had actually performed sexual acts on a stage before complete strangers (and, most likely on video tape as well). After her initial panic, she closed her eyes and thought back to how aroused and excited she had felt while it was happening. She began to accept the fact that she had loved every bit of it and knew that the applause and cheering had been directed at her performance. She also knew that she would do it again and the thought sent a thrill up her spine and made her tingle with both desire and fear. She couldn't wait to talk with Dr. Hardton about what she had been through (maybe, she did need a shrink after all), and somehow knew the doctor would understand and help Linda understand too. She really did want to understand why she was so excited by this desire to display herself to others sexually. As she was thinking, the door opened a crack and the light from outside made her open her eyes and look. Denise was looking around the edge of the door and when she saw that Linda was awake, she entered the room, closing the door behind her as she did. She came and knelt beside the bed and reached out to stroke Linda's hair (matted with sweat) and forehead. Denise smiled and said, "I wanted to make sure you were all right. Kevin was certain he hadn't hurt you, but when you passed out, we were a little concerned. I checked you for damage and everything seemed to be in order, so we decided to let you sleep awhile." Linda said, softly, "I feel fine. Just a little stretched and completely exhausted. I don't think I've ever come that hard or that long before. What will they do with the tape?" , she asked, sure that there was one. Denise reached over to a nightstand near the head of the bed and lifted a video cassette which she gave to Linda. "It's for you to keep or erase or destroy as you see fit. I promise you there are no copies. Our club is into open sexuality, not coercion or blackmail. Dan removed the cassette and put it here himself so he would be sure no one yielded to the temptation to make a copy for their private collection. I'm sure every member would love to have it (I know I would!), but we have very strict rules about the privacy of members and guests." Linda was instantly reassured at having one of her main concerns resolved. "I just hope I don't catch anything." she sighed. Denise smiled again and lowered her hand to stroke lightly across Linda's nipples through the light blanket. "That's something else we are very strict about. No one comes here unless the board is absolutely convinced that they are free of disease. Dan had to submit a lab test for you before he could arrange for your initiation. You probably didn't even realize we he had taken a smear." Linda admitted that she didn't and tried to think back to when he might have done it. He had certainly had ample opportunities. Linda's nipples were beginning to stiffen under Denise's soft stroking as the woman kneeling by the bed continued, "The blood test was a little trickier, but Dan managed it. You can ask him about that if you want." Linda felt her vagina starting to seep a little and wanted to encourage Denise to continue her manipulations, so she slid the covers down to free her breasts and Denise allowed her hands to roam freely around the firm globes, pausing on occasion to lightly pinch the distended nipples, as she spoke. "You are now a full member of our group, Linda (if you want to be, of course). You'll have to sign a copy of the rules and a release form, but that's just a formality. I've never seen a new member turn on an audience the way you did and when Kevin started coming in your mouth, I think there must have been about twenty simultaneous orgasms in the audience." Linda felt slightly embarrassed, recalling the semen shooting into her waiting mouth and falling warmly on her face ("I HAVE to see that tape." , she thought), but Denise was kissing and licking her breasts, now, and she was having difficulty concentrating on her memories or the conversation. Linda pulled Denise's face up and tasted her mouth. The lips were every bit as soft as she had remembered and she forced her tongue into the other woman's mouth as far as she could. She thought she detected the slight saltiness of semen and assumed (correctly) that Denise had not been idle while Linda slept. Denise slid her smooth hand down Linda's firm stomach and into the bushy growth between her legs. She entered Linda with three of her slim fingers at once and did not pause until they were fully into her. Linda let out a gasp at the rapid penetration and the look on Denise's face changed somehow. Her voice was different as she spoke too, "You like it hard and fast, sometimes, don't you?" It was more of a statement than a question and Linda moaned out a long, low, "Yesssss..." as she was almost instantly grasped by the start of an orgasm. Denise stopped moving and said, "I don't want you to come, yet, my love." Linda wasn't sure how she could prevent it, but the release slowly subsided. When she had relaxed a little, Denise withdrew her fingers and added a forth to the tight bundle. She thrust deep into Linda's wet vagina and brought out another sharp gasp as Linda felt the woman's fingertips brush against her cervix. She wanted to come, but fought against the intense need as Denise worked her hand in and around Linda's depths. Suddenly, the fingers were gone and she felt empty, as though there was a vacuum where they had been. Denise stood and removed her dress, then climbed over Linda's face. For the first time, Linda was looking at another woman's pussy from a distance of not more than two or three inches. She didn't think she wanted to do this, but knew it was a requirement if she wanted Denise to make her come. Linda's hands went to the soft mounds of Denise's ass and pulled her forward so Linda's tongue could just reach the lips. Tentatively, she extended her tongue and licked along the length of the slit. The lips were very wet and Linda found that the taste was slightly tart, but not entirely unpleasant. Without warning, Denise pushed her hips forward and down and Linda found her nose pressed hard against the protruding clitoris. At first, she was afraid she would not be able to breath, but soon learned that she could suck in air at the sides of her mouth as she worked her tongue between the inner lips. She realized that Denise was literally fucking her face, her hips moving in imitation of intercourse with a man. Linda licked and sucked as best she could until Denise pushed hard against her face and started coming. Liquid was leaking from her vagina onto Linda's face and into her open mouth and Linda started sucking it into her mouth and swallowing as it came. Finally, Denise pulled away and knelt by Linda's side. She once again inserted three fingers deep into Linda and scooped up some of the fluid that was present in copious supply. She withdrew her wet fingers and brought them to Linda's face which was shiny with Denise's own fluids. "Now, taste yourself, and compare." , she instructed and the fingers were in Linda's mouth and she could tell the difference. She didn't know if it was because of her incredible sate of arousal, but she sucked hungrily at the fingers and found that she tasted wonderful. Denise repeated the procedure twice, the last time rubbing the liquid across Linda's forehead and into her hair. Then, she quickly inserted all four fingers again and started to work the hand in and out of Linda's vagina rapidly. She drew her hand out and when she started to push back in, Linda was aware of something being different. The hand felt much bigger and Linda realized that Denise was using her thumb as well. The other woman did not relent and Linda felt her entire fist stretching the entrance and working its way fully into her belly. Denise leaned down and said, "Come now, Linda." It wouldn't have mattered if she had been told to or not. It couldn't be stopped and she heard herself crying out again as Denise fucked her with her fist. Linda's hands went to her stomach and felt the large knot rippling the surface as it moved up and down the length of her vagina. Her body spasm'd and she was aware that she was screaming as wave after wave of her climax ran through her. She was half aware of Dan, standing by the bed watching as Denise took her over the edge and, once again, she drifted away to oblivion. Chapter 5 Dr. Hardton listened intently as Linda described her first visit to the club. "Did you join?" , she asked. "Yes, I really liked most of the people I met there, and somehow, I felt like I belonged." Dr. Hardton moved to sit beside Linda on the couch and took her hand. "Linda, I've been starting to feel that you may be moving too fast into this second life and not exercising enough caution. When you mentioned the cameras and video tape, I got a chill down my spine because I've heard of people being blackmailed with something like that. And, you really don't know that much about Dan. How can you be so sure you won't get hurt?" Linda placed her other hand on top of the doctor's and looked into her eyes. "Have you ever had the feeling that there is a part of you that has always been there, but never come to the surface?" Dr. Hardton nodded and Linda continued, "Well, I've had that feeling for a long time and when I got involved with Dan, I began to realize what that hidden part was. I am a very sexual creature. I'm finding that I love everything about my body and the bodies of other people and I've never been as happy or free as when I'm having sex. My parents were very strict and I went to a catholic school, so when I went to college, and later in the business world, I accepted that sex was for procreation and should only be pleasurable with a husband. Unfortunately, most of my experiences with men tended to reinforce that belief and I always felt guilty when sex felt good. Besides, the men I made love with seemed more interested in relieving an itch than making me feel good. I think if I had had a more "normal" sex life when I was younger, I might not have this tremendous need that has built up inside me for a long time with no relief, but it's there and I have to find a way to deal with it." "The club made me afraid in the same way that Dan does, sometimes, but I found that I liked the fear. It's partly a fear of being hurt or discovered, but mostly, it's a fear of the unknown. I really believe Dan has everything under control and won't let me get hurt. I don't know why I feel that way, but I do and getting the video tape seemed to make me believe it even more. When I first suspected that they were taping me with Kevin, I made up my mind that I will NOT be coerced or blackmailed. They can show it on 'Sixty Minutes', if they want, and I'll find a way to deal with it in my real world. I really do believe it is the only copy, and I'm toying with the idea of giving a copy to Dan and, maybe, Denise with the understanding that it will be for their enjoyment only." Dr. Hardton looked concerned and suggested that Linda not do that until she had thought it through completely and they had discussed it together. Linda agreed, and went on, "You know, I've watched that tape at least a dozen times since I got back from that trip and I'm just beginning to be able to relate to that incredibly sexy woman on the screen being me. The first few times, it was like watching someone else in a porno movie even though I could clearly remember it happening." Dr. Hardton was quiet for a few moments, then said, "Would you be willing to let me see the tape?" She wasn't certain that her curiosity was entirely professional in nature, but she found herself wanting desperately to see what Linda had described and, perhaps it would help her to provide better guidance to her patient. Linda nodded and said, "I have it in my purse. Would it be O. K. if I watch it with you?" The doctor took the cassette and inserted it in the VCR that was built in to the bookshelves that made up one entire wall of her office. She pressed the play button and took a seat in a large, soft chair where she could see both the TV screen and Linda, sitting on the couch. She wanted to take note of Linda's reactions to what she was watching. The tape began with Linda being helped to the stage by Kathy. ("My God," , she thought, "she really is small. She almost looks like a miniature woman beside Linda." As the video progressed, it became obvious that the club had at least four different cameras to cover the low platform from several different angles. From Linda's description of the club and what she could see on the screen, they were most likely remotely controlled for pan, tilt and zoom and whoever was doing the controlling appeared to be an expert at covering live action. All in all, the tape was very professionally done. As Kevin was placing the head of his huge cock against Linda's lips, Dr. Hardton shifted her eyes to watch her patient. Linda's eyes were glued to the screen and her hand was resting lightly in her lap. Her legs were pressed tightly together and squeezing very slightly. It was clear that Linda was aroused by what she was watching and the doctor encouraged her to describe her feelings as the tape progressed. Linda talked very openly about how Kevin had felt and tasted in her mouth and later, the sensations she felt as his giant member was entering her body. Despite all her efforts at maintaining a professional aloofness, Dr. Hardton felt the sexual stirings within her vagina and knew that her own fluids were starting to flow as she listened to her patient and alternately watched her patient and the highly charged action on the screen. As Linda talked and watched, she stole quick glances at the doctor and began to sense that she was also becoming very aroused. She started making her descriptions and comments more vivid and new that she was intentionally trying to turn Dr. Hardton on. She wanted her therapist to understand exactly how she felt as she performed sexually before all those strangers and she slid her hand under the waistband of her skirt and into the bikini panties she wore underneath. She knew that the doctor could see what she was doing, even in the low light of the office, but didn't care. Yes, she did care. She wanted to be watched as she masturbated. Dr. Hardton knew that she should stop the tape and get both Linda and herself back under control. Her patient was masturbating feverishly in her office and, worse still, the doctor wanted desperately to do the same thing. Dr. Hardton had only been in practice for five years and had never had a situation like this arise before. She had, of course, been warned many times during her training that it was her responsibility to maintain control of the session at all times, but what could it really hurt if Linda brought herself to orgasm while watching herself on the screen? "If only I weren't so damned turned on myself.." she thought. When the video Kevin pulled out and moved up to position himself over the waiting mouth of the video Linda, the live Linda cried out, "Oh, Yes! He's going to come in my mouth!" , and her real mouth opened wide in imitation of the one she was watching, as her fingers dug deeply between her sopping lips and her thumb pressed hard against her clit. Linda's orgasm began for real just as Kevin's did on the tape. The semen falling like big, white raindrops onto Linda's beautiful face and parted lips was more than the doctor could take. She turned to see Linda's mouth wide open as if wanting to feel and taste it yet again and Linda's hand was working feverishly under her skirt as she reached her climax. Dr. Hardton needed an orgasm as badly as she ever had in her life, but she also needed to keep that fact hidden from her patient. Somehow, she managed to keep her composure and suggested that Linda might want to go to the ladie's room in the outer office and "freshen up". When Linda had left the room, the doctor went to the small private bathroom beside her office and locked the door. She quickly lowered her panty hose and panties and sat on the chair at the make up table. She raised her skirt to her waist and drove two fingers into herself. She was coming almost immediately and her fluids were running down the crack of her bottom to pool on the velvet below her. She fingered her clit harder than she could ever remember and found herself enjoying the slight pain she was causing from such rough handling of her most sensitive spot. When Dr. Hardton came back into the room, Linda was standing quietly, looking out the window. The doctor walked up behind her and put her arms around Linda's small waist. She leaned forward and placed a light kiss on the back of Linda's neck, pushing the soft, shiny hair aside with her face. "Linda," , she said quietly, "I'm going to refer you to Dr. Kelly. I think you'll really like him." Linda didn't move. The arms around her waist felt very good, and she had half expected Dr. Hardton to drop her case after what had just happened. The doctor continued, "I'm afraid I can't maintain my objectivity where you're concerned and I think it would be better if you see another therapist for awhile. Besides, the next time you go to Boston... I'm going with you. If you and Dan will have me."