I had blindfolded him and told him it was part of our session as he laid there on his back. I sat back down on the edge of my seat. A notepad in my lap as I tapped my pen against the paper. The notepad was empty and I just eyed him up and down. The corner of my lip rising for he knew not what I was going to do as he lay there naked before me.
“Miss Raven?”
I walked over to my desk and grabbed my wooden ruler and slapped his thigh to cause a sting, “No! You shall only address me as Miss…” The sting shook something in you. It was shocking because he wasn’t expecting it, but it was so amazing at the same time. How is this type of therapy supposed to help you?
I dropped my notepad and pen on the sofa and hiked my skirt up. Wearing nothing underneath. I straddled his face. I told him to use his tongue on me. Show me how much he wanted to get well. He grabbed at my ass pulling me into him and I held on to his cock and balls. Stroking it. He had me nice and wet then I rose up and moved away.
I had him stand before me and sat there with my legs crossed on the small sofa. He was unaware of his surroundings. “Miss? May I remove my blindfold?” I chuckled, “No you may not. You can get down on your knees and worship me for allowing me to let you taste a bit of my sweet nectar”
His hands searched the floor until he found the heel of my shoe and he moved over to it. Kissing my foot. Thanking me. How did his therapy session turn into a worshipping session? Why is this such a turn-on? Who is this woman?
I leaned forward to remove your blindfold and you lifted your head to look at me and I smile as I look at your still glistening face. I smile as I begin to tap on an empty notepad, “I say you come back next week for our next session… more exploration of your body. Sound good to you?”
I didn’t give you time to answer and snapped my fingers for you to hurry and get dressed again for me. I opened my office door and told the secretary to schedule you for a two-hour session next week. I then looked at you with narrowed eyes and a wicked grin. I closed the door before you could respond.
“Two hours?” You kept saying to yourself. The secretary looked at you and smiled. She seemed to know what was going on but said nothing about it, “How does next Wed work for you?” You looked back at the door then to the secretary, “I… I…”
She chuckled, “Great… I have you all set for next Wed. Please don’t be late.” She then answered the phone that began ringing and you looked down at the business card that had the appointment scheduled.
As you were leaving you were thinking “What did I just get myself into?”
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