Therapist in the Sky (Closed)

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Nodding and smiling at Doctor Brown as he looked down at her, Patrick heard her say that she would handle it. Grabbing her legs as she tried to wrap them around him, Patrick rolled Kelly over and placed her on her knees on the couch.

Moving behind her, Patrick smacked his therapist’s fine ass as he slid his cock between her legs. Smacking her other cheek, he teased Doctor Brown with his big cock before plunging it deep inside her tight, hot pussy.

Burying his hard manner deep inside her, Patrick grabbed kelly’s hips and held her in place. He kept his cock deep inside her as his hands prevented her from moving. He dug his fingers into her hips; claiming her for his shaft. “We will see how well you can handle this cock, kelly.”

He started to move his hips... slowly at first, knowing that Doctor Brown wanted it fast and hard. Gradually, he increased the pace and the intensity of his thrusts until he was pounding her pussy hard. His hips slammed into her hot ass and his balls slapped her wet pussy as his cock moved in and out of Doctor Brown’s needy pussy like a steel piston. “Come on kelly, show me how well you can handle this cock. Move your hot fucking body and take this cock. FUCK ME.”

 

[wickedpen]

Kelly was unaccustomed to being in her current position, not physically, she had played a full array of submissive and dominant roles but wanting to give Patrick everything he dreamed of and more, no matter what it was.

His hands flipped her and she gracefully accepted her place as he mounted her, gloriously driving his endlessly hard cock into her endlessly ready body. He was so strong he could break her in half but only used his strength to enhance the pleasure her body was giving.

"FUCK ME" he demanded as her fists tightened as her back arched and her muscles flexed as she rocked back into his thrust. Again and again she impaled herself backwards onto him, flooding him with lust and euphoria.

"Harder Patrick! Please, I want more." she managed to grunt as her body tightened like a spring over wound to near breaking.

 

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It was obvious to Patrick that this wasn’t all about him. Doctor Brown obviously needed a good fuck, and Patrick was pretty certain that she was getting what she needed. His hard cock was piercing her deeply and stretching her so well.

“You like it hard Kelly? You want me to fuck your wet pussy harder?” He did not wait for her reply. Patrick started thrusting his hips into her in an almost. II lent manner. His hips slammed into her ass as his cock pounded her wet pussy. There was no doubt in his mind that Doctor Brown would have bruises on her fine ass when he was finished with her.

Reaching up, Patrick grabbed Doctor Brown’s right wrist and pulled her arm behind her. He placed her hand on her ass as he gripped her wrist tightly while his cock continued to ram deep inside the doctor’s silky pussy.

“Is this what you like Doctor? Is this what you want from me during my therapy sessions? You want me to take your body and use it as my fucktoy, don’t you? You know you love this big cock filling your pussy. You love how hard I am giving it to you. Now, cum on this cock again, Kelly. “

 

[wickedpen]

Steady does not really capture the power and rhythm of Patrick and Kelly. Like animals driven by some instinctive force forward into blinding white light.

As he took her arm back and she rebalanced against his driving hips she flashed back to a previous lover who handcuffed her during sex. Sometimes binding her completely before orgasm and how exciting it was to literally feel a man completely take control of her.

She had always found a strange thrill watching cowboys wrangle calves, first lassoing them then tying their legs before seering their flesh with their brand.

"Harder" she hissed wanting to feel that burn as her hand tightened on her own ass.

"..you love this big cock.." he told her and indeed she did. but he wanted more, he wanted her pleasure, her orgasm to notch his holster and there was little doubt in either of them that this was coming. Her grunts and groans filled the space.

"But what do you want?" she managed fighting her bodies desire to release the pent up energy. She wanted to push it. She wanted more...

 

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The sound of their bodies crashing together echoed throughout the office. Patrick’s voice as he talked to and at Doctor Brown was not quiet, nor were her responses. They were in their own world. It was the two of them, and their desire to seek pleasure for themselves and the other that enveloped Kelly’s office.

“You want to know what I want Doctor Brown? I want you to know just how good I am. I want you to know just how much pleasure I can give you... how I can give you just what the fuck you need, and I want you to pleasure me. I want you to milk every last drop of cum from me, and show me that you want even more.”

Patrick grabbed Kelly’s other wrist and forced her left arm behind her; driving her face into the soft leather of the couch. With both of her wrists held in his right hand, Patrick reached up and forced Doctor Brown’s head deeper into the leather sofa; holding her there forcefully as he continued to assault her pussy with his big cock.

“Now, do what the fuck I said. I want you to cum on my hard cock kelly. Cum all over it. I am going to mix our cum together in your tight pussy. I am going to flood your pussy so good.” Patrick began to fuck Kelly harder still, his shaft so deep in her pussy.

 

[wickedpen]

Now helpless, at his mercy or lack there of Kelly felt obscenely vulnerable. His words and grunts were pushing them both closer. He demanded she cum for him. He wanted to feel her around his cock, squeezing, wet and hot with the energy consuming these near strangers.

"I don't want..... it to end...:" she gasped and spit, her face against the expensive Italian leather, but she did not care about that. She wanted this to go on. To be drawn out until near exhaustion and final bliss.

With her hands holding her ass she began to gyrate around and around slowing his pounding into a mesmerizing rhythm, like reptiles intertwined. Her hands reached back for him. Holding him against her as her hips moved almost unnaturally pivoting on his shaft.

"So good" came from her lips as her thoughts became words. "I want to give you more..." again she heard her thoughts enter the room. "Does he want it tighter?" she said thinking to herself as her yogi like focus clenched as tight as she could. "Do you want my ass...?" the words came from her as the thought was impossibly hot. Her hips slowed as she took her hands back and waited.

 

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Doctor Brown was like no woman he had ever been with. Every time he gave her more, she wanted even more. Patrick had no problem with giving Kelly more; hell she could have all she wanted. He was certain that the more he gave to the doctor, the more she would want him to return to her office.

Patrick started to slow down a little as Doctor Brown reached back for him. He was happy that she could not get enough of him and he was determined to make her want him to return for further sessions.... whether they were therapeutic or just for more hot fucking.

When Doctor Brown asked if he wanted her ass, Patrick wondered if she could read his mind, because that was what he was getting ready to take. At first , he thought about not giving her his cock in her ass, because that was what she wanted.

Instead of responding to Kelly., and instead of giving her what she wanted right away, Patrick released her wrists and smacked her ass hard. “If I wanted your ass, I wouldn’t wait for you to offer it to me, I would just take it when I wanted it.”

He began to tease her asshole with his fingertips as he continued the deep, rhythmic fucking of her drenched pussy. His fingertips pressed to her Tight little rosebud as he buried his cock in her pussy and left it there.

While he was buried balls deep in her pussy, Patrick pushed a finger into Kelly’s ass. He did not hesitate. He pushed his digit deeper into her ass until he couldn’t go and y deeper. With his cock buried in her pussy, and his finger in her ass, Patrick asked the doctor if she really wanted his big cock in her ass. “Do you really want this big cock in this hot little ass Doctor? I don’t think you will be able to move after I stretch your tight ass.”

Patrick pulled his finger out of her ass and then his cock out of her pussy. He was able to hear a groan as he left her empty. Grabbing her hips, Patrick flipped Kelly over onto her back and immediately pushed her knees up beside her head. He smiled wickedly down at her as he pressed the swollen head of her cock to Doctor Brown’s ass and, in a long, slow, steady thrust of his hips, pushed his cock into her ass..... stretching her so good.

 

[wickedpen]

Feeling Patrick inside her was so good but he was a big boy. She was not one to shy away from challenges nor was she able to say "no." She had reached that state where she would do anything. She had been here before. She had nearly suffocated taking a man about Patrick's length fully as he held her head down on himself. She had let men fuck her "back there" as she politely referred to it but never anyone the size of Patrick.

He words and hands played with her body and mind as she was now looking up at him with her legs draped over his muscle wrapped arms. She was trying to relax as either way the look on his face let her know he was having what he wanted and that was her.

She exhaled trying to relax as she felt what seemed like a baseball bat pressing against her tiny hole. Her mouth opened and eyes closed as such an unnatural feeling moved over her.

"OH God Damn!" she groaned as he opened her unlike she had ever felt before. Her eyes opened with surprise and blissful disbelief. She looked into Patrick's eyes as he was strangled by her tightness.

"Too much..." she begged as tried to move in her. She reached up for his neck and held his thick jaw clenched with his effort and the sensation. "Please. I can't.." she got out before her body surged with the strangest orgasm of her life. Like a constant contraction, a blissful cramp as all she could sense was him in her.

 

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As Patrick pushed his big cock into Doctor Brown's ass, he felt just how tight she was. He could hear her moan a small protest as he attempted to push his tool deeper into her. Then, the doctor said, "Please. I can't.." and her ass gripped Patrick's cock like a vice.

He felt Kelly freeze and he realized that his hard cock in her ass was giving her another orgasm. After a moment, he felt the vice like grip release a bit, and grabbing her hips he pressed his cock deeper into her. Yes, she and asked him to stop, but she had also asked him what he wanted, and, right now, he wanted to flood her ass with his cum.

Moving his hips, Patrick thrust his cock into her ass a little deeper each time. He could feel Doctor Brown's resistance, but pushed deeper still. Nothing had ever been so tight around his cock as Kelly's ass was, and it wasn't long before he was right at the edge of another orgasm.

"I am going to fill you Doctor. I am taking whatever the fuck I want, and I am going to fill your hot little ass with so much cum." He thrust harder as he began to explode' pumping streams of cum into her tight ass. "Fuck yessss. Take all of my cum Doctor Brown. Take it all."

As he pulled is cock out of his therapist's ass, one final rope of cum shot over her stomach. He stood up and looked down at the doctor; wondering if he should have heeded her request that he stop. It was not his intention to hurt her, but he complied with what she kept asking. She wanted to know what he wanted, and he took exactly what he wanted.

As he stood there, he called out, "Becky, when is my next appointment with Doctor Brown?" Once he had the information on the appointment, he began to dress; his eyes on the doctor. Once he was finished dressing, he looked at kelly. "I think it was a productive first session Doctor Brown."

 

[wickedpen]

Although she did not want him to go, she was in no condition to entertain his needs more today.

"Becky, schedule Mr Boyles for Friday, my latest session." she said smiling as he turned towards her. "I should be sufficiently recovered to provide another thorough session, although you should come prepared as we may need to go even deeper into your issues." she said as she waited for him to leave, knowing her knees may buckle if she tried to stand too quickly. Naked on the couch her body sore and wet and satisfied.

The door closed and after a brief pause she said "Becky?"

"Yes mam" the computerized voice echoed through the room.

"Replay the session on the screen." the doctor said.

An unseen door in the ceiling opened and a projector moved down and began to play the session recorded from a camera hidden high in the far corner where the glass wall behind her desk met the far wall. She pressed on another nearly invisible panel behind the couch and pulled a glass and decanter of whiskey. The projector broadcast a high definition color image with sound of the first minutes of his entry. Kelly sipped the whiskey from the crystal glass as she leaned back on the couch with a naughty smirk.

"Oh Patrick you have no idea what you are in for." she sighed as she set down the glass on the floor and then leaned back and began to slowly massage her clit as she watched herself on her knees taking his cock in her mouth from behind.

 

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After Patrick finished dressing and had the time for his next appointment with Kelly from Becky, he looked at the therapist and smiled. “Maybe you should consider making a house call.”” He walked out of the office and, as he exited the building, his mind was on nothing but the incredible “therapist” he had just left.

Walking out of the building, he was so focused on the incredible fuck session, that he walked into a woman who was standing talking to several people. After apologizing profusely, Patrick started to make his way to his car, but then heard someone calling him. It was a co-worker wondering what he was doing in this part of town when he had to be in work in an hour.

After making an excuse about meeting with an attorney about a personal matter. They talked for a moment and then said they would see each other at the station in a little while. He jumped into his car and sat there for a moment thinking about the Doctor.

Work that evening was the easiest it had been in quite some time. He thought about Kelly often. He thought about his next appointment. As far as he was concerned, it couldn’t come soon enough.

Each day he went to work, was made easier by the thought of his therapy session with Doctor Brown. The constant thought of doing what he wanted and taking what he needed helped get him through the stressful situations that he encountered each day.

Sleeping at night was also easier. Part of that was a result of closing his eyes and seeing Doctor Brown and her wonderful body in his mind’s eye. He could hear her egging him on and it helped take his mind off of the things he encountered in the job every day. His mind was able to relax and he was able to sleep.

On Friday, he woke up and couldn’t wait for his appointment. The day dragged on. When it was finally time, he headed toward Doctor Brown’s office. He did not want to appear too anxious, so, he walked in the door to the office at exactly his appointed time.

He smiled to himself and called out, “hello Becky. It is Patrick. Would you let Doctor Brown that I am here for my appointment. “. He sat in the lone chair in the outer office and waited for Kelly.

 

[wickedpen]

The glass of wine with lunch was supposed to cool me off, knowing I had a session with Patrick, but i had fallen asleep on the couch of my apartment a few blocks away. I did not have time to change when Becky rang my phone and I saw my appointment notification.

"Fuck!" I hissed at myself, angry as I jumped up in my old jeans and sweatshirt I had on from the morning. This lock down had really screwed with my clock, not to mention wearing out the batteries in my vibrator the night before replaying the video of our first session into the wee hours.

I threw on my running shoes that were by the door and headed out. I had my phone and that was about it. My hair was down and wavy red curls, not my professional braided look. The door man let me in with a smile as his eyes followed my tight ass jeans as he held the elevator door. I pressed "43" with my knuckle, as the pandemic habits were now instinctive.

I walked quickly from the elevator and into my office. There Patrick sat on the bench my modernist designer talked me into. It was horribly uncomfortable but he still managed to make it look good.

"Hey, sorry" I said throwing my hair back and walking towards the door that opened sensing my phone. "Come" I said as the double entendre was not missed by either of us. I walked in and put my phone on the pedestal desk before turning to face him.

 

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Patrick sat on the hard bench as he waited for Becky to inform him that it was okay to go back into Doctor Brown’s office. He chuckled to himself as he waited; figuring that Kelly was trying to exercise control by making him sit in the outer office for an extended amount of time.

He was surprised when the door from the hallway opened. He did not expect anyone to be coming in, since he thought he had the last appointment of the day with the good doctor. Patrick was even more surprised when he noticed it was Kelly entering the office and he saw that she was dressed in jeans and a sweatshirt.

It was impressive that she was able to play it off so casually as she walked through the outer office and summoned him to follower her. “Oh, you definitely are going to,” he responded to her when she said “come.” He followed her into her office; his eyes on her ass, which looked so good wrapped in her jeans.

When Doctor Brown turned to face him, Patrick looked into her eyes and smiled. “A little early in this professional relationship for you to be dressed so casually, don’t you think Doctor? My insurance company is paying you very well for the therapy that you are providing. I believe you should at least dress professionally.”

Patrick tried to keep a straight face as he said it, but her beautiful eyes staring into his prevented him from carrying on the serious look. He laughed a little as he stepped closer to Kelly. “I have to tell you Doctor Brown, our first session has helped me a lot. In fact, it helped so much that I was wondering if I needed any more sessions. I have been able to sleep since our last session. Well, at least I was until last night. Then, I couldn’t sleep, because I was thinking about today’s session.”

He moved even closer to Doctor Brown and looked directly down at her. His hands moved to the bottom of her sweatshirt and he lifted it just a little. “Doctor Brown, do you think that I am cured? Do you think the one session with you helped get me through the problems I was having?”

The tips of his fingers brushed the soft skin of her sides as he played with the bottom of her sweatshirt but did not lift it. “Was the one session enough, or do you need more?” He winked at her as he slid his hands around to her ass and caressed it through her jeans.

 

[wickedpen]

Deftly spinning out of Patrick's hands Kelly moves behind the desk.

"Clearly you need more therapy Mr Boyles." she says as though she either has no memory of their last session or is certifiable.

"Please sit on the couch Mr Boyles. I apologize for being late and my casual dress but this lock down has been hard on all of us." she says asking forgiveness while looking sheepishly up at him, her blue eyes sparkling through the curly red locks, yet barely maintaining her professional demeanor.

In her head she was a giddy school girl being chased by the senior quarterback and loved it. She was not sure he would be here or be interested in her again. Having spent the week re-watching their first session her panties and she feared her jeans were now obviously damp. She moved to the chair and sat crossing her legs and glad her sweatshirt did not reveal how hard her nipples were.

"How have you been Patrick?" she asks relaxing her fingers over the ends of the arms of the chair.

 

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Patrick smirked as Doctor Brown pulled away from him and assumed the role of professional therapist. She wanted to attempt to gain control of the situation while giving the impression that she was not excited to see him in her office again.

Kelly looked as good in jeans and a sweatshirt as she did in her professional attire. Patrick found Doctor Brown even more attractive because of her ability to look sexy dressed casually and professionally.

Sitting on the couch as the doctor had instructed, Patrick looked into her eyes. Her beautiful blue eyes maintained his focus. Kelly's body language did not project the control that Doctor Brown had tried to portray with her words when she told Patrick to take a seat.

He moved his eyes slowly over her body. As she crossed her legs, Patrick smiled at Doctor Brown. She was working hard to maintain her professionalism. Either that, or she was just trying to hide the way she was really feeling by pretending to be professional.

"Doctor Brown, I have been feeling better. Our last therapy session really helped. I have been able to sleep the last couple nights, and it has been easier to go into work since our session. You say that I need more therapy. I am wondering if I really do. What makes you think that I need more therapy Doctor?"

 

[wickedpen]

"Well Mr Boyle, do you think you need more 'therapy'?" her words were not exactly flirtatious. Her emphasis on "therapy" was odd. It was unclear if she was unhappy with the fact their were now engaged in a physical relationship when, she knew, it was probably not the best thing for Patrick, in the long run.

"I mean, I am not exactly unhappy about our last session," she said hiding the fact her heart was racing and desire to be pressed into the window as Patrick raised and lowered her on his cock filled her head. She leaned forward and put her chin on her fist, posing thoughtfully, "I am not sure you are not escaping the pain through.." she cleared her throat, "sex." The word sent a thrill through her as she said it. Her mind was actively fighting her deeper, more primal instincts.

She leaned back and looked away from his falling into her therapist tone and started, "just as a drug addict can try to cover the pain of their life with the pleasure of the euphoric rush of the fix, others find sex and it's pleasures," she looked back at Patrick as she said it, "can gloss over what is really troubling us. Do you understand Patrick?" Her voice was now dominant and a little condescending. She smiled as a tinge of anger or anxiety flashed across his face but was instantly suppressed.

"Perhaps we should talk about why you are here?" she said clasping her hands together in her lap wishing she could touch herself, just a little, he was so hot.

 

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Patrick maintained eye contact with the doctor as she spoke to him and questioned him about whether or not he thought that he needed additional therapy. It was almost amusing to see Doctor Brown change her demeanor and attempt to act calmly.

“Well, Doctor Brown, you just said to me a minute ago that I needed more therapy. Now you are asking me whether I think I need more therapy. You are the professional, doctor. You are the one who should know whether I need more therapy or not.”

He paused; maintaining the eye contact with Kelly. He knew she was trying to gain control, but it seemed like she was having a hard time doing so. “So, after one session, you believe that I am using sex like an addict uses drugs. You think I am hiding my real problems behind a desire to fuck my therapist.” He nodded his head slowly.

“Okay, like I said, you are the professional shrink. Do what you have to do without the sex. The sex was your idea in the first place, but if you think I need more traditional therapy, let’s go with that.” Patrick sat back on the couch. The ball was now in her court.

 

[wickedpen]

"The sex was my idea." she repeated his words. Her voice turned soft and silky, "You never had a thought about tasting between my thighs or feeling the suction of my mouth on your hard on, or even the notion of driving that above average shaft as deep as you could into me, before I made the first move?" she said as though recanting the events of a crime.

She paused and studied his confident, no cocky attitude, before continuing.

"So true. I did initiate the sex. I wanted to suck your cock and feel you lick my clit, and then fuck me with the need of a man in pain seeking release. Was it therapy?" she paused then continued, "you claim to have felt better since the session, so I guess it was. But this brings us to the conundrum. You claim to have never paid for sex, yet if we call it treatment you are more than willing to. How do you square that? What is the difference between you coming here with all the paperwork and insurance and theory, and just giving someone money in a hotel to do the same?"

The conversation was not unusual for her, as he was not her first patient in need of enlightenment as to the true nature of their 'issues'. Men often create all kinds of elaborate reasons and put up all kinds of boundaries to make sex almost unattainable, yet deep down it is what they most crave, most need and most want. She knew it was these boundaries that often enhanced the sex. Say a married man cheating or a priest giving in to a willing young man. Boundaries also allowed society to function, otherwise we would just lay around fucking all day and nothing would ever get done.

"So Patrick, I am trying to show you there is nothing wrong with you, you just need to fuck more." her face was soft and gentle as her words, yet sexy and hot at the same time.

 

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Patrick continued to sit back on the couch as he listened to Doctor Brown. She asked him questions but provided no time for him to answer. Even if she had provided him time to answer, he would have remained silent.... putting the pressure on her. She admitted that she was the one who initiated their sexual encounter during his previous visit to her office.

His eyes wandered over Kelly as she continued to talk. He imagined her body beneath the jeans and sweatshirt. He was going to enjoy that body again, but for now, he was going to let her talk.... let her feel as if she was in charge.

When she finally reached the end of her dissertation, Patrick just nodded and brought his eyes back to her beautiful eyes. He smiled at her as he considered his response. How much of what she said was he going to respond to?

“So, you just dumped a lot of shit there Kelly. First off, I don’t consider you a prostitute, however, maybe I should. No, you aren’t a cheap hooker. Perhaps you are just a high priced call girl. This was not how I was thinking, but your words are guiding me in that direction. Would you rather meet in a hotel room?” He was careful to use her words back at her.

Pausing for a moment and maintaining eye contact, Patrick thought about just how far he wanted to push Doctor Brown. “So, is what you are saying that I don’t need to come here anymore, Doctor Brown? Are you just saying that if I have a woman that I can fuck on a regular basis, I have nothing to worry about?”

Before Kelly was able to respond, Patrick added, “do you want to be that regular fuck?”

 

[wickedpen]

"Patrick I think you are missing my point. But whatev's" she said sounding like a spoiled teenage, some of her clients enjoyed her playing.

"You have an opportunity of fate here Patrick. I am willing to do anything for my $250 an hour. I can talk about your work, or relationships or..." she said licking her lips and leaning forward. "I can make your deepest fantasy come true. The question is not what I want Patrick, what do you want?"

With the she got up and turned giving him a long slow view of her ass walking across the room the far wall. She passed her hand over the side of the panting and it slid up revealing a series of drawers and toys mounted on the wall behind the painting.

"You did not get here by accident by the way." she continued as she walked slowly across the array of draws and crops, chains and lace displayed on the wall.

"You have a benefactor who arranged our sessions. So Mr Boyles what can I do for you?" she said with a wicked grin.

 

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"So, you admit that you are a whore Doctor Brown. You said you will do anything for $250 an hour. That is the definition of a whore, isn't it?" Patrick watched Kelly get up and walk toward the window. His eyes were on her fine ass. Yes, he did like her ass.

He was surprised when he saw her collection. There was leather. There was chains. There was handcuffs. There was lace. She was ready for anything and anybody. He stood up and walked toward Doctor Brown. He looked at her, and then toward her collection.

"Hmmm. What am I feeling today? Am I feeling soft and tender and wanting to make love to you and wanting to see you in lace? Maybe I am feeling nasty and wanting to see what I can do with some of your leather products and those handcuffs, and those chains would look good around your neck."

Without answering his own questions, Patrick grabbed Doctor Brown by the throat and pinned her against the large window. "Why do I have the feeling you are fucking with me doctor? You know that you want my big cock. I am only here so soon after my first visit, because I fucked you better than you have been fucked in a long time... maybe ever."

He stared deep into her eyes. "Here is what we are going to do. For every session, you will be dressed for what you are feeling, and I will take it from there. I thought I was coming here to have a shrink fix my head. I have come to find out that the head she is really interested in is between my legs."

His free hand unbuttoned then unzipped her jeans. He pushed them off her. "Step out of them", he commanded her. When she complied, Patrick released her throat. "Get naked, whore."

Without waiting for her response, or to see if she would do as he said, Patrick turned and walked toward her collection. He did not look back to see her reaction, but he grabbed a pair of handcuffs from the collection. He looked at the rest of her collection and thought about what future sessions could entail.

Turning back around with the handcuffs in his hand, Patrick had a plan for the rest of the afternoon.

 

[wickedpen]

Patrick clearly had some authoritarian tendencies, which were not unusual. The doctor accepted his behavior and did as requested stripping completely and standing watching him over look the toys and what not.

"Mr Boyles I am not sure you understand what is happening here. I am what I like to call a sexual entertainer. I can perform any role you wish. If you simply want a female to allow you to hand cuff and bind then use as your sexual desire desires, that is fine. But." her tone changed and she paused to let the tension build. "If you would like me to play a role, perhaps someone you know, perhaps someone you knew, perhaps a character from a movie or TV, I can do that. It is a unique experience Patrick that few have the opportunity to enjoy. And just so you know, $250 an hour does not even begin to cover my time." her eyes tell him she is not kidding and is absolutely confident, almost in an otherworldly way. She has no fear, yet is vulnerable. She is completely open yet hides dark secrets.

"In this room, or elsewhere we can perform acts once only possible in your head. That dear sweet angry tortured head that protects and serves and saves selflessly everyday. Those hands that can bring life back into the dead. Carry bloodied comrades through fire or babies from dangerous scenes. " she spoke weaving a net around Patrick of warm tongue lashing and deep penetrating massaging fingers.

"So Patrick, what would you like to play?" her words wafted through the air like a witches spell as her beauty and absolute sexuality seemed magical as the offer.

 

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Patrick felt that he was being both patronized and talked down to by Doctor Brown. She was patronizing him about the work that he did and everything that he had to deal with as part of his job. She was talking down to him telling him that he did not understand what was going on. He was starting to get angry with the doctor; something that was not uncommon for him when he became frustrated with someone.

His anger was heightened when she spoke about the $250 not beginning to cover her time. That may be fine when she is dealing with her wealthy clients, but he certainly wasn’t wealthy. He made a decent living, but he was a Firefighter/EMT, not some rich Doctor. He was not going to be able to afford her despite how much he had enjoyed her the first time.

“Doctor Brown, I appreciate the service that you are offering. There are quite a few roles that I can see you playing that would be quite fun and very pleasurable...... for both of us. However, I am not sure that I am going to be able to partake of your service. You see doctor, I am not a rich man. I make a good living, but your price is too rich for my blood.”

Patrick’s eyes wandered over her body; the sight of which had him quite aroused. He thought about how much fun he could have with her body. He also flashed back to their initial meeting and how much pleasure they had brought to each other.... very arousing thought, indeed.

Tossing the handcuffs to the doctor, Patrick just nodded his head. “Doctor Brown, despite how much I want to spend time with you, I cannot afford your therapy. I am disappointed that I can’t, but it is my reality that is preventing me from engaging in my fantasies. I am sure that you are disappointed as well, because I know that you got all you could handle during my previous visit.”

Patrick turned and headed out the door into Doctor Brown’s outer office.

 

[wickedpen]

"Patrick stop!" her words were harsh and commanding. He stopped but did not turn.

"I don't think you understand. You have a benefactor who is handling the expenses. Someone near and dear to you, and knows you are hurting." she says putting down the handcuffs and stepping silently towards him, still standing with his back to her. Her hands slide up his rippled muscular arms to his hardened shoulders.

"The question is can you afford to walk out that door?" she purred pressing her breasts into his back and her hips against his.

"Think of it Patrick, a willing partner to play out any fantasy." she breathed against his neck laying her cheek against his back, aroused by his prime body.

 

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He stopped and listened as Doctor Brown talked of him having a benefactor. His mind raced trying to figure out who this benefactor could be. Who did he know that was wealthy enough to provide him with such a sexy woman who would do anything and everything he wanted?

His thought were brought back into the moment when she ran her hands up his arms and pressed her body to his. Even through his clothes, Patrick loved the feel of her body against his. Now, his mind raced in a different direction; toward some of the fantasies he had. Some of them were rather ordinary. Others were quite taboo.

He turned to face Kelly. He looked down into her eyes. “What are the restrictions and limitations on the exploration of my fantasies Doctor Brown? Are they limited to where they can take place? Are there limits as to what you will do? Based on our first time together, I am willing to bet that the answer to my second question is no.”

As he waited for her reply, his hands moved up the doctor’s sides until he was cupping her wonderful breasts. He began to caress them and to pull lightly on her nipples. He liked the way Kelly’s body responded to his touch.

“I am sure that you will enjoy anything we play. You win both ways. You get paid very well and you get to have me pleasure your wonderful body.”

Smiling at her wickedly. “Get dressed. Go home, shower and put on your sluttiest outfit. Tonight, you are going to play a real whore. Go to the bar at the Four Seasons. We will take it from there. Oh, and yes, you will be occupied all night.”