~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."