Pamelas Perils
- 4 years ago
- 20
- 0
Pamela's TherapyChapter 3 free porn video
The following morning I edited the tapes from the hidden cameras and microphones, adding raw data to my computers thesis research folder. Basking in the power I now have over my former tormentor reminded me of that old slogan, "better living through chemistry". Better living for me anyway.
Pam showed up at 1:00 sharp for her appointment dressed as per my instruction in her old JV cheerleader uniform. To her credit the red and blue Lincoln High outfit still fit her thin frame although her added height made the skirt slightly shorter and the BEAVERS school motto emblazoned on the front of her sweater stretched tighter over her larger bust. With her freshly scrubbed face and giggly demeanor she could pass as the sophomore cheerleader she once was. She skipped past me into my office and flopped onto the purloined couch. The effects of the chastisement from her bull roommate had obviously abated. My heavy leather seat was placed close to her face and I sat down with pen and paper to begin our "session."
"You seem much better already Miss Ferguson, have you followed my instructions?".
"Yes sir!" she bubbled. "I took my medicine and stirred some in Betty's coffee like you told me. And I shaved myself all over when I took my bubble bath. Now I'm all smooth and bare down there. See!". She spread her legs running her hands up and down her thighs before pulling the leg band of her baby blue cheer panties aside.
The thin lips of her now denuded little pussy slowly parted revealing the moist pink membranes inside. Her tiny clit throbbed in tune to the beating of her heart as she waited for a sign of my approval.
"Very pretty Pamela, but you're wet. Have you been playing with your pussy?"
"N-no sir! But I wanted to so bad I had to pinch myself three times. But when I woke up this morning my pillow somehow got in between my legs and I was kind of squeezing and humping it while lying on my tummy. Maybe I woke up too slow cause I had to change all my sheets and my panties. And it was real hard to shave my th-pussy when it kept jerking around. I almost nicked myself twice and the water splashed on the floor so much I had to mop it up. Then when I dried myself it was still drippy so I held the towel real steady there but when I looked in the mirror I saw myself kind of rocking back and forth. But I stopped, really I did, and I didn't cum even once, I promise!"
"I know you didn't, and you tried real hard not..."
"Yippee! Can I suck your cock again Petey, Please!" She scrambled off the couch to kneel at my feet.
Control yourself slut! Get back on that couch immediately. I try to help and you act like a selfish spoiled brat. One more outburst and you will be punished. And you will address me as Sir!
"I'm sorry, um Sir!" She slinked onto the couch like a bad dog while tears of shame ran down cheeks blushed red with shame.
"Now we can begin". Despite my ulterior motives I did intend to cure Pamela from her drug addiction. The pills were only meant to get her off the drugs and leave her open to treatment. Besides making her horny, stupid and submissive.
I began with a family background and a drug use history. Then I attached the pulse, BP, and EEG sensors to various points on her body and started a Psych-Social evaluation. This is necessary for her therapy, and the data could be used for my research paper. Besides being the basis for future psychological manipulations of my patient.
Freudian psychoanalysis is of doubtful value, and it just takes too long. Hypnosis is quick and easy, and only requires the power of suggestion. My Pammy is so open to hypnosis I briefly thought of using my dick as a focus, "watch the cock... watch the cock". But I realized this would increase her pulse rate and BP, so I unbuckled my trusty Timex. "Watch the watch, watch the watch, feel your body relax...". Within minutes she was under, and her life was revealed to me in quiet monotone.
Louise
- 08.01.2022
- 37
- 0
