Deep Trance Therapy

So there was the beautiful Doreen Draper, a beautiful English blonde with a crisp, almost musical English voice, sitting across from her therapist in a plush, comfortable chair in his plush, comfortable office. And while her therapist was quite handsome and comfortable-looking himself, what with his dark hair and easy smile, she was not quite at ease.

"You wanted to discuss your relationship with your boyfriend?" said the therapist.

"Yes," replied Doreen. "I'm afraid things haven't been going too well lately."

"And why is that?"

"He thinks I've been cheating on him. Can you imagine?"

"Well, you haven't been cheating on him--have you?"

"Of course not!" said Doreen. "But he keeps saying that I'm cheating on him without knowing it! It's ridiculous!"

"Just how does he believe you are cheating on him without knowing it?"

"He says I'm being hypnotized to cheat!"

"And who does he think is hypnotizing you to cheat?"

"He never says who's doing it," said Doreen. "He just keeps saying that whenever we're not together, I could be triggered into a trance by some stranger who's hypnotized me before. Then, when the stranger's done with me, he brings me out of hypnosis with no memory of having been fucked, or being hypnotized, or anything else. It's--it's the stupidest thing I've ever heard!"

"So," said her therapist, "why do you think he's making these accusations?"

"There's only one reason I can think of," said Doreen. "He's looking for an excuse to cheat on me, so he's accusing me of cheating on him!"

"You're certain of this?"

"Certainly!" said Doreen. "I mean, there can't be anything to this hypnosis silliness--can there?"

"It may seem far-fetched, but it's not the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard," said her therapist. "You wouldn't be the first person hypnotized into cheating on their mate."

"So--it is possible?"

"There is one way to find out--if you're game."

Doreen took a deep breath. "What do I have to do?"

"Just relax," said her therapist as he pulled out a laptop from a pocket on the side of his chair. He opened the laptop and pushed a few keys, then pushed a few more. When he was finished, he showed the laptop's screen to Doreen.

On the screen was a continually swirling image of rainbow lights. Doreen watched as the colors swirled around and around on the screen, merging and changing with each passing moment. Doreen found herself fascinated by the colors...captivated by the colors...felt her breathing become deeper and deeper...her body becoming more and more relaxed...her eyes becoming heavier and heavier...and before she realized it, her eyes were closed...yet she could still see the swirling spiral of colors.

"Doreen--do you hear my voice?"

"Yes," replied Doreen in a soft, sleepy voice.

"Where do you hear my voice?"

"Inside my mind."

"Listen carefully, Doreen. You are in a deep, beautiful trance. You are completely receptive to all my suggestions--completely willing to do whatever I ask. You know that whatever I suggest will be completely therapeutic and assist you greatly in resolving all your problems. You know this to be true, don't you Doreen?"

"Yes."

"Well--all right," said her therapist with a smile. "Now--I'm going to ask you a question, strictly for its therapeutic value. How do you feel about--fellatio?"

"I love it!" replied Doreen. "Giving a man a blowjob is one of my favorite ways to give a man pleasure. And it's something they enjoy very much."

"I do love a good blowjob, myself," said the therapist. "Especially when the woman enjoys giving them. Would you like to give me a blowjob, Doreen?"

"Yes, please!"

The therapist rose from his chair, and even though Doreen's eyes were still closed, she could still hear his soft footfalls as he moved to stand before her, could hear the metallic noise of his zipper as he opened his fly. Doreen's mouth and pussy began to water as she imagined what was to come.

"Would you get on your knees for me, please?"

Doreen slid out of the comfortable chair and gently lowered herself to her knees. With her eyes closed she waited patiently for his next word. In her deep, beautiful trance she would have waited on her knees all day.

"Give me your hand."

Doreen lifted her hand, and her therapist put it upon his strong, hard member. Doreen stroked it gently, imagining what it would be like, feeling her arousal grow stronger and stronger.

"Please begin."

Doreen leaned forward and parted her lips, taking the tip of his cock into her mouth, gratefully savoring its taste upon her tongue, adoring its hardness and fullness as she took it deeper and deeper into her mouth. She felt her heart beat faster, and increased the rhythm of her cocksucking to match.

"Take off your clothes while you suck my cock."

Doreen began unbuttoning her blouse--when she finished she pulled the shirttail out of her mini-skirt, then shed it off her body. Next, she reached behind her to unfasten her bra, and that came off as well. With her therapist's cock still in her mouth, she slowly got off her knees and onto her feet. Bent over at the waist, she didn't miss a beat as she unzipped her skirt, letting it fall to the floor around her ankles. Her panties followed soon after. Her therapist moaned his complete approval as she continued her cocksucking, her Trance going even deeper as she went down further on him.

After many more wonderful moments with her therapist's cock in her mouth, Doreen heard him speak again. "All right--stand up straight for me, please. And you may open your eyes."

Doreen was thoroughly reluctant to stop sucking such a wonderful cock--nevertheless, she did as she was told. After all, she was in a deep trance, and completely willing to do whatever her therapist asked. She stood before him, staring intently into space, waiting for his next suggestion.

"That was wonderfully therapeutic, Doreen. You feel so much better now that you were able to give me a blowjob. Doesn't it feel great to do whatever I ask?"

"Yes," replied Doreen in her deep trance. "It feels wonderful."

"It certainly does," replied her therapist, who then reached over to his desk and pressed a button. A section of the office wall slid forward, then opened downward to become a day bed with a plush, comfortable cushion on top.

"Go over and get on the bed," said her therapist. "Wait for me on your hands and knees."

Like a sleepwalker, Doreen went slowly over to the day bed and got onto it on her hands and knees, just as her therapist suggested. In her deep trance she could hear his clothes fall to the floor, hear his soft steps as he approached her, felt the bed shift as he mounted the day bed behind her--then felt his strong, hard cock inside her warm, wet pussy as he mounted her. "This is the most wonderful therapy session ever," Doreen said to herself as her therapist's thrusts continued slow and steady inside her.

"Now," said her therapist, "I'm going to give you some suggestions which you will accept completely in your hypnotized mind. You will accept these suggestions and follow them without question, because you know they have tremendous therapeutic value and will help you resolve your issues and anxieties, so you may lead a happy, fulfilled, and wonderful life. Do you understand, Doreen?"

"Yes," replied Doreen. "I understand and accept your suggestions."

"Wonderful. Now--repeat after me. 'I am not being hypnotized to cheat.'"

"I am not being hypnotized to cheat."

"'I have permission to have sex with anyone who hypnotizes me.'"

"I have permission to have sex with anyone who hypnotizes me."

"'I love being hypnotized to have sex.'"

"I love being hypnotized to have sex."

"'It is a perfectly normal thing to do.'"

"It is a perfectly normal thing to do."

"'My boyfriend is not cheating on me.'"

"My boyfriend is not cheating on me."

"'My boyfriend has my permission to have sex with any woman he wants.'"

"My boyfriend has my permission to have sex with any woman he wants."

"'I will bring women home to my boyfriend so he may have sex with them.'"

"I will bring women home to my boyfriend so he may have sex with them."

"'I will bring the women to my therapist first so they can be hypnotized to have sex with my boyfriend.'"

"I will bring the women to my therapist first so they can be hypnotized to have sex with my boyfriend."

"'I adore my boyfriend and want to make him completely happy.'"

"I adore my boyfriend and want to make him completely happy."

"You're doing so very well, Doreen. Now let yourself feel every measure of pleasure as you are well and truly fucked."

"Yes--I am being well and truly fucked," said Doreen as her therapist pounded away at her from behind. "All my therapy sessions should be like this," she said to herself as she had one strong, therapeutic orgasm, then another. As her therapist suggested, she let herself feel every bit of pleasure as she was being well and truly fucked...well and truly fucked...well and truly fucked...

And then she heard the snapping of fingers--and her eyes fluttered open, and she was sitting back in the plush, comfortable chair, fully dressed. She looked over at where she saw the day bed--but there was just the office wall. She looked over at her therapist--and he was fully dressed as well. He smiled warmly at Doreen.

Doreen was confused for a moment. The blowjob, the sex on the day bed--did they actually happen? Given how thoroughly good she felt, she decided it didn't matter.

"I think we've made some tremendous progress today," said her therapist. "Tell me--how do you feel?"

"I feel wonderful!" replied Doreen. "Whatever suggestions you gave me, they've worked wonderfully! It's like I never had any troubles at all! How ever can I thank you?"

"You can answer some questions for me. First, do you believe you're being hypnotized to cheat on your boyfriend?"

"Certainly not!"

"Do you believe he's cheating on you?"

"Again, certainly not! He has my permission to have sex with any woman he wants!"

"How do you feel about your boyfriend?"

"I adore him, and I want to make him completely happy," said Doreen with a warm, luscious smile. "In fact, I'm going to call up a friend of mine and see if she wants to have sex with him. But I should probably bring her to you first."

"Really? Why is that?"

"So she can receive some of that wonderful therapeutic treatment you've given me!"

"I'll look forward to that. And I'll look forward to seeing you next week. Just stop by my secretary to make the appointment."

"I certainly will. Until then--good bye, now."

Doreen exited the office with a nice little spring in her step and an even nicer swing in her buttocks. Her therapist waited for a couple of moments, then picked up his phone and dialed a number.

"Hello...Yes, it's me...Yes, she was just here...Everything went quite well, she won't be accusing you of cheating again. In fact, she'll now bring you her friends for you to fuck...No, you don't owe me anything, she's going to bring them to me first--so I think we both made out on the bargain...Well, I hope you can handle all the sex you're getting...You're most welcome. Take care. Good bye, now."

THE END?