Naughty therapist? Well yes, I am! But you can just call me Roxy.
Naughty therapist Roxy at your service. The door to the fetish office is always open. A place where all the deepest and darkest secrets will be told. And then Roxy shall lead you down the path where your once kinky fantasy will come true. Therapy in a way is like working magic. And once my spell is cast on the one who craved cock, there was no going back.
The first session together was rather interesting because of his lack of communication with me. Undoubtedly he was thinking if he confessed his true desire I’d laugh in his face. Or humiliate and tease him beyond belief. But instead, I surprised him. Telling him I wanted to encourage his kink instead of inhibiting it. Life is about living! And what kind of life would it be to keep things bottled up that you desire most? A boring one, that’s for sure!
Pulling my chair next to the therapy couch, I asked him to lay down. Then taking my fingers and closing his eyes, we started the journey he’d shied away from too often. After running my relaxation techniques with him, he began to do things I expected. Opening his mouth making sucking motions, groping himself until he came. All of this was perfectly normal. And when I woke him after an hour, I told him nothing of what had happened. Only sending him on his way after scheduling an appointment the following day.
Confession
As the patient walked in the next morning with his cheeks flushed and looking as if he’d been up all night; I patted the couch and had him sit down. He began telling me once he got home he felt the overwhelming urge to suck cocks. He seemed confused by it all, and then I confessed I had implanted some trigger words during our hypnosis session. Wondering if he’d be upset, but just the opposite he smiled and thanked me. Then laid back on the couch and said, ‘work your magic again!’. Do you want to know what I implanted on that next session? Call the naughty therapist and find out!
