OOC: Actually. Come to think of it... how much of a trance is a trance? Is it like incapable-of-inner-thought-kinda trance? Or somewhat more of an unconscious nudge? ...
IC: As she pulled the golden locket up from her cleavage, I pressed my thumb over my lips, contemplating whether I seriously wanted to go through with this or not. But before I knew it, my eyes were fixed on the pendulous motion of the locket - swinging back and forth, the reflection of the light from the surroundings shifting and morphing with every cycle.
Soon, the good doctor was asking me to divuldge every minor detail of my dream, and I was only too willing to oblidge...
"It would always be in our basement... Kate would be dressed in a tight black leather miniskirt, her hair worn up, face pale from her make up, her lips blood red with the lipstick that she was wearing. She's rough. I'd be handcuffed to piping in the room, stripped naked. Bare..." the words slipped quietly and thoughtlessly from my lip, and I swallowed hard, staring into emptiness.
Taking notes and smiling, reminding self to wear red lipstick at our next session, I ask him to continue, feeling turned on by his complete confession. Glad that I'd have to see him again at least once more before he'll be rid of the dream.
"Kate would then attach a leash around my neck... It was metal. Cold. She would use it to jerk my head forward, and tell me how much of a slut I was, and how I was going to service her properly. She'd threaten me with the whip in her hand, and gave me lashes across my chest everytime that she was not satisfied with my performance. She would then get down on her knees and tease me with her lips and tongue until I was hard, but she would never let me cum... Then... she'd make me fuck her, and fuck her and fuck her... again and again..."
"how do you wake up from this dream? in a cold sweat? cumming? limpid?" i question eyes on his crotch, "be honest." I gently chide as I plan our next meeting keeping an eye on the clock.
I come out from the backroom and see John Spencer waiting, and smile. A tingle I my pussy reminds me of one of his other sessions, and my assistance. I say hello and then cross to my desk, with the open front. I sit, skootching up my skirt a bit and crossing my legs. If he looked he would get a nice view. He should be able to see the tops of my black thigh highs, and the first bit of bare leg above them. I settled in to finalize the paperwork for the day, and to tease him. He was so sexy and handsome, and an incredible lover. He wasn't one of those who came and went as they say. I flushed as I remembered the number of orgasms he had caused before finally cumming himself. I couldn't help shifting in my chair, knowing also it was giving even more to see.
I gave a big stretch, pointing my hard nipples straight at him.
"Mmm. A long day. Would you like a coffee? or is it tea?"
I didn't want to stare, but I couldn't help it. She was an attractive woman, and even though she had absolutely no need to prove that point, she seemed to be doing just that.
First, I glanced at her long sexy legs, wondering why her desk had an open front. The hem seemed to ride up slightly, and from where I was I could barely make out her stocking tops - a sight that would drive almost any man crazy.
My attention turned as she spoke, and my gaze stopped at the front of her blouse. Just as she stretched, she pushed her chest out towards me, what seemed to be her hard nipples poking at the front of the material. Then I saw her catch my glance, and I quickly look away, embarrassed at my rudeness.
She continued to look at me, as if expecting something from me. Then it struck me.
'Oh yea, coffee would do fine thank you,' I half mumbled, as my embarrasment increased at my little blunder there. She was some lady, making me stammer like an idiot. I had to get a grip on myself, maybe the doctor could help with my little problem, I thought to myself.
I poured his coffee and brewed myself some special tea the Dr. had introduced me too. Then sitting on the edge of the desk I swung my legs slightly, to draw his attention. But the phone rang, I had to twist around to get it, knowing this caused my top to lift and show a bit of bare belly. I had a hard time answering the questions on the phone. His gaze distracted me, and I smiled into the receiver, almost cooing to the nurse on the other end. I heard her chuckle, luckily she knew about us, a little, and guessed I was playing.
"Good luck duckie. I will want details later!!"
I hung up and turned back, purposefully pulling my shirt down. Picking up my tea I sipped it, and licked the rim alittle. I wondered what she had planned for him, and me later?
"Hard." I replied. "Hard... painfully hard." I blinked a few times and contemplated my own answer, unable to quite grasp the meaning behind it...
OOC: Hey, from the looks of it, you three seem to be like REALLY REALLY keen to get in on some fun. How about I just toddle off and I'll cum back some other time?
OOC: It's ok Tyriel, don't have to make way for us. Besides you came first, and I'm sure intriguess has something in store for you. I'm having great fun with Merelan anyway...
As she returned with my coffee, I said my thanks, before my attention returned to her body once more.
The ringing of the phone broke my train of thought, but only momentarily. As she reached for the set, the tight top she had on stretched against her chest, further accentuating her already delicious mounds. I almost choked on my drink.
Throughout the conversation, a wide wry grin formed on her lips; I couldn't tell whether she was smiling at the person on the other line or she was really teasing me. Either way I could barely stand the onslaught of her half-teasing, or even her mere presence.
Now my thoughts start to run through the ways I could get the doctor to get me through this; much as I wanted to ask this lady out, there was no way I could do it properly if I'm always in this state whenever she is around.
OOC: No, don't leave!!!! We are just teasing and playing. I cannot do anything till Dr. releases me....
IC:
I smiled again, shyly tilting my head toward him and letting a blush touch my cheeks. Something else the Dr had taught me. Then I went back and sat down at the desk again, occassionally uncrossing and recrossing my legs. Then it hit me. I kicked off my shoes and slipped one leg underneath me, my favorite way to sit. In this skirt he would have a full view of my panties. I was being naughty and I knew it. I also knew Dr. would ask me about it. I went back to my sorting, still slipping him an occasional glance.
I smile at his answer, "So why does your...desire lag when you are around Kate?" Time was running out and I knew I'd simple get things sorted out for our next session
I glanced at small monitor of Merelan's desk and noticed that someone was there, the vision of her made me smile as I listened to his answer, preparing to wrap things up and have merelan give him another appointment before 6 o'clock hit and her panties turned to cream.
OOC was planning on getting the fantasy out of tyriel and for next session making my magic happen.
Lightman just pencil yourself into my appointment book, I hope this turns into a series of intense encounters, ocassionally repeat as schedule more appointments. But sure I'd love to get you in my office.
Robert Phoenix(yeah I know...but what the heck, I like that name)
18, medium height, light brown hair and bright blue eyes.
ic:
Robert stood before the door, hesitating. Was this really such a good idea?
He realized that he didn't even have an appointment. He almost turned away... Maybe she isn't booked right now...or else you can make an appointment. You'd just as well get used to it.
Taking a dee breath, he entered the office. As he saw that the secretary was currently busy with someone else, he turned and made as if to leave again.
Stop it you fool! Show some backbone, that's one of the reasons you're here, isn't?
His heart punding, Robert sat down on a chair and waited...
OOC: Just gonna be away till Monday, travelling overseas, so seeing the appointment is coming to a close anyway, feel free to write for me and move on to the next one.
"Hello sir? Can I help you." I rose from the desk, forgetting my shoes. I stepped forward and held out my hand, giving a firm grip as he introduced himself.
"If you can wait a few minutes, the Docter is just finishing with a friend. Then I will catch her and see if she can "squeeze" you in after her next appointment. It would be about 7ish. Is that okay?" Hoping it was because he was handsome too, and had such a presence. He kept staring at my feet, and then I remembered my shoes. So much for the sophisticated assistant. I flushed. I had seen the confused look when I mentioned friend. I hated calling the patients or clients. They were friends who came to her for help and guidance.
"While you wait, would you like some coffee, or herbal tea? It is the Docter's own blend."
I buzz Merelan and tell her to order us something to eat.
then I go into my ending, saying that when he awakens he will feel aroused, relaxed and like he must go home and dominant sweet Kate. I also murmur that next time he dreams it won't be of Kate but myself and t schedule an appointment for next week, a good two hour session. I smile and add that whenever he hears the word Pipe, he will become aroused and want Kate. I then slowly count back from 10 and snap my fingers.
He blinks and licks his lips and stands, his bulge still in evidence.
"Thanks Doc, I feel much better."
"Why don't you go ahead and schedule an appointment for next week, just in cause. You can always cancel it later."
He nods and walks out.
I stand in door seeing Merelan making do. I watch the clock, it's five til 6 and I wonder where she ordered from and if the delivery person will be one of my reformed patients.
Robert could not have said what he'd expected, but this certainly wasn't it. The secretary was simply stunning! But what was that she was saying about 'friends'? Oh well, probably some of the doctor's ersonal acquaintances sought her advide as well.
That's when Robert noticed the scretary's bare feet.
Doing his best not to let his confusion show, he pulled himself together and answered, his voice only slightly quavering:
"Um, sure, around 7 would be great. I've got time. And er, I wouldn't say no to a cup of tea, thank you."
I got him his tea and settled him down, then ordered up some Chinese. They both sat watching. I wasn't sure how many she meant to serve, so ordered plenty. Then I slipped into her office and told her about the walk in.
"He says he can wait, and I wasn't sure what you had in mind." Just then the clock softly chimed 6. Suddenly I was flushed and breathing hard, my body on fire. I couldn't keep my hands from reaching out and touching her shoulder, her face as she turned to me.
I yawned voluminously, watching the clock sloowly click its way towards six. Wing's was a small place, got hardly any business, but you never know.
Four...three...two...one...yes! Quitting time! I threw on my leather jacket and made for the door, just as the phone started to ring. Oh, shit. Please, don't let it be...
"Jimmy!"
Crap.
I sighed and turned around, scant moments from freedom. "Yeah, boss?"
"We just got an order. Take it out."
I sighed. "Look, Mr Wing, we've talked about this. At six I'm done, all right? My shift's over!"
He shrugged. "Fine. You're fired."
I grit my teeth. Bastard pulled that every time, but what could I do?
"All right. Fine. Where?"
He handed me the order form he'd filled out. I frowned at the address.
"We delivered here before?" I asked. He shrugged. Eloquent as ever. Jerk.
I sat about, stewing. When the food was FINALLY ready I grabbed the bag and made for my car, throwing it into gear as I tore off. A hypnotist's office. Weird. Ah, well, it's a living.
Stopping before the building - nice looking; smelled of money, probably pull in a decent tip - I walked up to the doorway, glancing at my reflection. I looked tired, a little; too many late nights, there were slight bags under my blue/green eyes, and my sandy-blond hair was a bit shaggy. Sigh. Whatever.
"you smell like Cinamon," I purr and sit her down in her trance, hearing the knock on outer door, I get the food and giving half to the two men waiting, and smiling at delivery person I softly say
"That's Deliscous, why don't you take rest into the office for me." I smile as his eyes go slightly foggy and he enters office. I love playing and leaving them never knowing. (delivery person's code word is delicscous)
I smile and say I have some things to take care of before I see John and enter office locking door behind me.
I smile and tell Merelan to remove all her clothing and the delivery guy as well. As soon as both are naked I say cinamon again pulling Merelan to waking state again her pussy already soaking the chair.
"Hungry?" I murmur adding, "we should make this quick, don't want anyone to be suspicious. You remember our favorite delivery person. How did you know?" I smile my clothing still in place.
"Now have you been a good girl?" I ask, telling delivery person to come to awareness of dream, that he will be able to control his own actions but be unable to remember what happened once he leaves the office.
His eyes flicker open and I use another key word to make him remember our previous adventures.
"Again already?" he says, for to him it was just moments ago we played.
When I laid eyes on the doctor once again, I couldn't help but feel a strong attraction for her. It was as if it was never there in the first place, even though I have seen her many times before. Strange.
I started eating, starting to notice the man sitting next to me. First-timer huh.