The Shrink
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All Tied Up
Ms. Ambani pushed her hard body into Ava’s back, wrapping her arms around her waist as the captain cut through the waves and pushed forward into the open sea. She held tight for a few moments and then pulled back, stroking Ava’s belly and then releasing her hold to walk across the deck and into the sheltered cabin.
Ava peered up to the darkening clouds as the first drops of rain landed on her face. Soon, it was coming down in sheets. She felt her clothing get heavy with the weight of the water, but she couldn’t quite bring herself to leave her post at the front of the ship. Madison and Ms. Ambani were inside the cabin, relaxing as the yacht made its way to the island, but Ava wasn’t ready to do the same. She needed to feel the rain wash the last year of her life off of her skin.
The Doctor hadn’t found her as she’d promised. Ava had waited, of course, and the ache of it had burrowed inside her. The hope had felt like an infection that kept her from stitching closed an open wound. In the beginning, Dr. Prescott had been a fantasy that constantly reshaped into new forms. But as the weeks passed into months, she disappeared into a world of what ifs. What if she’d been gentler, what if she’d tried harder, what if she’d never told the Doctor about Maddie, what if she’d been different, what if she had just been…better?
The truth was that even if the Doctor returned, Ava knew that she couldn’t erase parts of herself to fit into the Doctor’s world. She was never going to be the good girl who liked vanilla sex and tea on Sundays. That was never going to be enough to satisfy her. She needed something darker, something that dug into her and consumed her. Could the Doctor even give her that? What if she had fallen for someone who wasn’t capable of giving her what she really needed? Or loving her for who she was? Or, worse yet, what if everything she thought they were to each other had been an illusion? What if the Doctor had never felt anything for her at all?
Sometimes, though, just for a moment, she let herself think of the Doctor’s lips, and she couldn’t help but feel the bubble of desire burst inside of her when she pictured them on her forehead, against her lips, or wrapped around her swollen clit. Despite the intensity of the feeling, she knew that the life that she had now was safer. Maddie didn’t need to be talked into anything, she knew exactly what she wanted. Emotionally, their relationship was an empty husk, but their bodies screamed for each other.
By the time she peeled herself off the railing and made her way into the cabin, they were minutes away from Discovery Island. She walked down the stairs and along the corridor that lead to the staterooms and found Maddie in the master bedroom spread eagle above the sheets with a bright pink vibrator pushed half way into her pussy. A computer was propped on her chest, and she was much too fixated on the screen to notice Ava’s entry.
Ava smiled and watched for a few moments before climbing onto the bed. Maddie’s hands stilled between her legs, and her body stiffened as Ava edged closer to her.
‘Are you being a bad girl?’ Ava whispered, as she crawled between her legs and flicked her tongue against Maddie’s well-fucked pussy.
Ava climbed up and rested her chin on the top of the laptop.
‘Whattcha lookin’ at?’ she asked, looking into Maddie’s flushed face.
‘A story,’ Maddie replied in a small, breathless voice.
‘Did Mistress tell you, you could play with that hot little cunt of yours?’ Ava asked, her voice full of mocking reproach.
Maddie shock her head no, as she twisted the vibrator into her pussy and whimpered.
‘Bad girl. What will you do for me if I keep this a secret?’ Ava asked, as she bit her lip and rested her hand on top of Maddie’s, pushing the vibrator deeper into her wet, trembling pussy.
Maddie’s eyes glazed over, and her chin tilted backwards as the vibrator slipped deeper inside her.
Ava gently pulled it out, and Maddie whimpered as it popped out of her aching pussy. She raised the glistening vibrator to Maddie’s lips and commanded, ‘suck it, Slut.’
Maddie slurped it into her hungry mouth, tasting her own juices as Ava traced it across her lips. Then, Ava pulled it out and put it on the bedside table.
She dipped her middle finger into Maddie’s hot, wet cunt and pumped in and out, stroking her from the inside. Then, she pulled out and turned the computer around to see what Maddie had been looking at. There was text on the screen. The title of the story was Forbidden: Taming the Teacher.
‘Did this get you hot Maddie?’ Ava whispered, her voice thick with desire.
Maddie nodded as Ava closed the computer and placed it on the bedside table.
‘Dirty little slut. You’re just begging to be fucked, aren’t you?’
Maddie nodded.
‘No.’ Ava shook her head, ‘Tell me what you want, or I’m going to tie you to the bed and leave you there.’
Maddie smiled, her eyes darkening in anticipation.
‘I’m not going to fuck you. I’ll just leave you tied up until you learn to do what you’re told,’ Ava said through teasing laughter.
Maddie nodded again, while Ava stripped the pillows of their covers and used the fabric to tie her to the headboard. They both knew the thin bars wouldn’t survive even the most modest struggle, but this wasn’t about that. This was a game of illusion, no point in letting reality destroy that.
Maddie remained very still and begged in a soft pleading voice, ‘Please Ava, I need to cum.’
Ava smiled and climbed off the bed. She slowly peeled off her soaked black dress, letting it drop silently to the floor. Underneath she was wearing a black lace thong and no bra. She bent over and slid her panties off until she was naked, her body still wet from the storm outside. Maddie smiled as Ava approached the bed and climbed on top of her. She straddled Maddie’s legs and pushed them shut with her strong thighs, hovering above her and leaning in for a sloppy kiss.
As she sucked at her own lips, she could still smell and taste Maddie’s pussy on them. She breathed in deep, her body momentarily bucking out of her control.
Ava leaned down and sucked Maddie’s rock hard nipple as she stroked her fingers softly against her wet pussy lips and swirled them around her swollen clit.
‘What do you want Maddie?’
Maddie looked up at Ava cautiously, ‘I want you to fuck me with that vibrator.’
Ava smiled, ‘How do you want me to fuck you? In your pussy or in that tight little ass of yours?’
Maddie flushed, possibly for the first time.
‘Wherever you want Ava. Do whatever you want to me. I’m yours.’ Ava felt a wave of heat rush to her pussy as she grinded against Maddie’s leg and looked up at the girl’s hands suspended above her on the headboard.
She yanked hard at the ends of the pillow sheets, strengthening their hold, and slid her body upwards until she was straddling Maddie’s face. Maddie hardened her tongue and poked it out between her lips.
‘Beg for it slut!’ Ava commanded.
‘Please Ava, fuck my face,’ Maddie said in a tiny voice as she thrust her tongue forward.
Ava smiled and slid herself against the hard warmth of Maddie’s tongue, letting the wet heat build in her throbbing cunt. Maddie nodded her head to increase the sensations spreading through Ava’s body.
‘Did I tell you, you could move? Keep that up and I’m gonna punish you, my dirty little slut.’ Maddie stilled her body as Ava rode her tongue, sliding her pussy against Maddie’s mouth faster and faster. Ava pushed forward, digging Maddie’s tongue inside her as she built towards a body-shaking orgasm. Maddie watched and lapped up Ava’s juices as she exploded on the tip of her tongue.
As the intensity subsided and her breathing returned to normal, Ava collected herself and collapsed beside Maddie on the bed, leaning in to suck
her own cum off Maddie’s glistening lips.
Ava laughed as she wiped herself off Maddie’s face, ‘you’re amazing, you know that right?’
Maddie smiled, ‘shut up, you’re breaking the mood.’
Ava laughed again as she collected herself, breathed in a deep, and made her voice stern.
‘Have you been a bad girl? Should I punish you?’
Maddie nodded.
Ava climbed between Maddie’s legs and shoved them apart roughly, pinning them with both arms before releasing them and diving both hands underneath Maddie to push her pelvis upward. Then, she leaned down to take Maddie’s wet cunt into her mouth.
Ava could always tell when Maddie was about to cum, no matter how much Maddie tried to hide it, and in those final strokes of her tongue, Ava reached over and grabbed the pink vibrator from the bedside table.
‘Do you want me to fuck that tight little pussy of yours with my hard pink cock? Do you want me to fuck you like the dirty little slut you are?’
Ava didn’t wait for an answer before driving the cock deep into Maddie’s pussy.
‘Do you want to cum on my hard cock, Maddie?’
Maddie moaned, ‘yes, oh god yes,’ as Ava drove the vibrator into her hard and fast until every muscle in her body tensed and she screamed out, overtaken by the first waves of orgasm. She quivered through the whole thing, her body arching toward the ceiling, grasping every last drop of pleasure that cock had to offer.
Hours later, when they had arrived at the marina on Discovery Island, Ava swore she could still feel the soft buzz of the base of the vibrator as she had slipped it out of Maddie’s spent, quivering body and placed it on the bedside table. She knew that now was the time for work though. There was a reason that Ms. Ambani had brought her here, and it wasn’t to play with Maddie. This year was different.
When Ava had walked out of her last therapy session with Dr. Prescott, she had phoned her mother and told her that she was no longer going to follow her rules. Her mother had immediately cut off all financial support, and Ava was left destitute. She didn’t know what to do, so she had phoned Maddie. Maddie had connected her with Ms. Ambani, who offered her a job as her PA. The job was a collection of random assignments, everything from running errands to serving dinner.
Today, her job was to be an ‘entertainer’ for the guests. This involved greeting them as they walked through the door and helping to serve dinner. Maddie was a guest at this year’s event, so she would be taking her usual place at Ms. Ambani’s side and tending to her more delicate needs.
The group was meeting in the same house they had the following year, but this time Ms. Ambani had offered to host and organize the festivities. She had chosen the outfits of the staff, and she had chosen to make them a bit more edgy than they had been the year before. There were seventeen staff in total. Each of them wore the same uniform—a studded collar and black leather zip up short shorts.
As the guests began to arrive, Ava took her station at the front door. This year’s event was much smaller, with a total of fifteen members of The Collective arriving over the next two days. Despite the dwindling numbers, it would be a full house, as many of the members would bring guests of their own.
Ava spent the majority of the first day standing at the door and ushering the women into the house. By the time dinner was about to start, she was excited but exhausted.
She pulled Ms. Ambani aside and asked if it would be appropriate for her to take a short rest to ready herself for dinner. Ms. Ambani acknowledged with a nod of her head, signalling for Ava to leave.
Despite the exhaustion that was biting at her eyelids, sleep eluded her, so she propped herself up and gazed out the floor-to-ceiling windows. Her body felt heavy and spent. The last time that she had come to Discovery Island, it was an experiment, it was new and fresh and delightfully kinky. But she had spent a year with Ms. Ambani, living this life every day, and the newness and freshness had worn. Now, this was just her reality, and there was a hollowness that had burrowed inside her at the thought of a lifetime of working at secluded retreats and watching wealthy women fuck each other. There was no doubt that it was titillating, but only when it was an escape from your day-to-day life, not when it was your day-to-day life.
Her eyelids shut, and she leaned back on the bed. She wondered if it was possible to have it all, dirty weekend escapes like this and a woman who you could come home to, someone you could build a life with?
She arched her body, stretching every muscle before forcing her eyes open and slipping off of the bed in order to run a bath.
It felt so much different this time, running her own bath and preparing herself to be sampled and savoured by the room full of women who were collecting below. There was no doubt that the air tasted of sex. She rubbed the bath salts into her skin and imagined feeding her wanton body to her soon-to-be lovers. It was different than last year, but her desire still simmered beneath the surface. She knew that the collective would take her in every way imaginable. She knew they would taste her and fuck her, but her anticipation was tempered by the hollowness within her that begged her to want more than this, to demand more than this.
She felt the pressure of the minutes passing as the water cooled. She knew that it was time to leave her haven and return to the gallows below. She had agreed to a role, and it was time for her to step into it. She slid out of the bath, her hair still wet and clinging to her supple breasts, and wrapped herself in a towel as she walked into the bedroom.
She startled at the sight of Ms Ambani, who was propped on the bed watching her.
‘I loved you, in my own way,’ she whispered looking up into Ava’s startled eyes.
Ava gulped and let the towel slip to the ground.
‘I know,’ she said, waiting for Ms. Ambani to make the next move.
She stood, took Ava’s face in her hands, and gently kissed her lips, ‘You never belonged to me, and the time has come for me to let you go.’
Sadness crept into Ava’s eyes, she knew it was true. She had never given herself fully to Ms. Ambani, and she knew in that moment that she should be thinking about what to do next, but she couldn’t. All she could do is feel the weight of the loss.
‘I loved you too, you know?’ Ava whispered, as Ms. Ambani turned away from her and walked out of the room.
She couldn’t bring herself to go downstairs right away, and she couldn’t stomach the idea of pretending that everything was okay. She felt anxious and lost, and despite the fact that she had never let Ms. Ambani in, she still felt the sting of the rejection. She knew that she didn’t want to hide in the room forever. This was her last chance to experience this world, and she wanted to savour it.
It took her almost an hour to collect herself and come into a space where she was ready to leave the room. But once she did, she committed to it. She put on her uniform, walked down the stairs, and made her grand entrance into the dining room.
Most of the women had arrived and were seated around the table. There were a lot of familiar faces. These women weren’t just sex partners for Ms. Ambani, many of them were business partners too. The layout was similar to last year, except that this year Ms. Ambani was at the head of the table, and Madison was seated to her right. The chair to her left was empty.
Ava straightened her posture and walked to greet Ms. Ambani.
‘Good evening, may I get you some more wine?’ Ava bowed her head and gestured to the half empty glass.
Ms. Ambani looked at her with half-formed tears in her eyes and nodded affirmatively.
Ava’s eyes widened with unspoken questions, but Ms. Ambani remained silent.
Madison smiled, and for the
first time, it seemed real and genuine. Ava looked beneath the table to see if there was an alternative reason for the glimmer of joy that lay there, but there was nothing.
Ms. Ambani gestured for Ava to go, and she obeyed, walking out of the room and into the kitchen to collect a bottle of wine to refill the ladies’ glasses.
When she came back, the seat to the left of Ms. Ambani was occupied, and as she approached, she blinked away her astonishment. Every muscle in her body became tense, and she stopped breathing.
‘Surprise.’ Dr. Helena Prescott whispered thickly.
Ava stopped, staring deeply into Dr. Prescott’s questioning eyes and then back at Ms. Ambani.
‘Ava, I believe you know Helena,’ she said crisply, her voice laced with anger.
Ava couldn’t speak, she didn’t know what to say.
The Doctor spoke first, ‘I told you I would find you.’
‘But how? How did you even know that I was here?’
The Doctor looked to the ceiling, her eyes full of fear, ‘Ava. You don’t know who I am.’
Ava shook her head in disbelief, ‘I know that you didn’t fight for me, for us. What else is there to know? What else matters?’
Helena began to speak, but she stopped herself.
‘That’s not fair Ava, and you know it.’
Anger bubbled inside Ava. A year of want and the bite of rejection pulsed through her as she spit out the words, ‘You didn’t fight for me, you didn’t want me, you just walked away like I was nothing.’ Tears streamed down her cheeks, and she flicked them away with the backs of her hands.
‘And what? This is the moment that you decide to show up? And that’s supposed to be okay? I’m supposed to throw myself at you? I don’t think so.’
Ava stormed out of the room and ran up the stairs back to the sanctuary of the bedroom.
Less than a minute later the door swung open, and she found herself face to face with Dr. Prescott once again.
‘You can never quite figure out what you want, can you Ava?’ Helena asked, picking Ava up and throwing her onto the bed.
She crawled onto the bed and climbed between Ava’s outstretched legs.
‘Why are you here?!’ Ava screamed in a voice laced with anger and angst.
‘You mean besides the obvious?’ Helena mumbled, as she dipped her head and collapsed her mouth into Ava’s.
She tasted like wine and basil, and the fire between them built until it felt impossible to stop, to think, to breathe.
The world slowed, and the kiss, which had started as aggressive, even violent, turned soft, coaxing, and all consuming.
Ava’s mouth grew dry, and anticipation through flooded her body.
The kissing slowed. Ava didn’t want to breathe. She didn’t want to think, and she didn’t want to move. It was a dream that she was terrified of waking up from.
She arched her body upwards and deepened the kiss, desperate to feel the Doctor’s warmth blanketing her shivering flesh.
Then, she broke the contact, gasping for breath. ‘I never thought I’d see you again,’ she said, a solemn tear escaping and dripping on the white sheets beneath them.
Helena tilted Ava’s chin up and met her lips for a tender kiss.
Ava’s heart swelled and a cloud of fear threatened to overwhelm her.
Helena arched upward, resting between Ava’s legs and stopping to study her aching body.
Resting one hand on Ava’s outstretched thigh, she brought the other to her face, tracing her eyebrows, cheeks, and, finally, her lips before dipping down and sealing the trace with a deep, powerful kiss.
Ava arched her body into Helena’s, craving the heat and driving herself into it.
But it wasn’t enough. She knew that it would never be enough. As she sat up, she could feel the strength of Helena’s legs wrapped behind her, and she could feel the heat of her pussy pressing into her belly.
Ava flipped Helena on her back and hovered above her, studying every beautiful curve.
‘It seems you’re a bit overdressed,’ She said, unzipping Helena’s trousers, gliding them down her legs, and throwing them off the bed. She kneeled between Helena’s legs, tracing the edges of her black hipsters before sliding them down and gently kissing her inner thigh.
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