Lori’s heart dropped, as she wanted it to be him so badly. However, she knew better. Don’t be dumb, he’s a therapist, not a male prostitute! Any feelings I’m having...must stop right here. I can’t fall in love. But...what if I already have? How can I submit to another...after surrendering my will to him? Uh...just stop it now!
She stood up, “I have something to do. May I leave early, doctor?”
“You may, Lori. I’ll see you next week.”
Chapter Four
Dr. Stone drove to his ex-wife’s house. It was once his home too, until another man claimed it. He sat outside, gazing at her car from afar. Ten years ago, they purchased that Toyota Prius. He could still see her beaming face upon getting it. Her voice still echoed through his ears, how her purchase would save the world from global warming. With the current 50 degree August cold front, he assumed she must’ve singlehandedly accomplished that.
At that moment, his curvy blond ex-wife appeared. Joshua Stone dipped lower, praying she wouldn’t notice him. He considered starting the ignition and speeding off, soon realizing he didn’t have to. The ex stared directly at his car. However, she didn’t even notice him. She moved on to the mailbox, doing her daily duty.
We’re officially strangers, he thought, feeling a stabbing pain in his heart. He’d stopped stalking her for an entire year. It was a big difference from his daily spying during the initial divorce. Back then, he just needed to see her, that she was OK. He’d always hoped she’d see his car, reversing her mistake. It never happened.
Though something brought him back to his ex-wife. Studying her body and face, it occurred to him, She looks just like Lori Hale. But why do I need to see her again? Why do I feel as strongly for a woman I barely know...as I do for one I loved? I can’t fall in love with my patient...I just can’t! My job is to fix her marriage and leave her alone. My job is to keep couples together, not break them up. Those feelings end now!
He went to start the car, as a sickly sight filled his eyes. The other man joined her with a kiss, embracing her in a loving hug. A twinge of angry sickness filled Joshua Stone.
He knew the cheater’s face well. Feelings of past nostalgia turned to rage. Joshua turned the keys, putting the car in drive. Heading right for the couple, he jammed the gas. He screamed, “Die...mother fucker! Die!” His eyes bulged, drool spilled, veins swelled, and teeth gnashed. They didn’t notice until it was too late. He ran them down in cold blood, rolling over each person multiple times. Their heads and bodies were flattened in a heaping bloody mess on the concrete.
At least, he did so in his mind. Of course, he knew better than to enact such twisted thoughts. Those thoughts gave way to the night his life fell apart. He still lived the moment in his mind, flashing back to that fateful day.
“I’m leaving you,” his blond ex-wife had told him.
“For what?” he asked. “We’re happy!”
“You are...not me.”
“What will people think of a divorced marriage therapist? My credibility will be shot!” he shouted.
“Pul-eeze! All those quacks are divorced. Secondly, that’s all you care about...you! Not about losing me, not about what drove me into the arms of another man. It’s no surprise your patients are bailing after one session.”
“That’s not true! I do care about you!”
“Then ask me why I left, Josh.”
“Tell me...please.”
“Because, sex is not a priority for you.”
“We have it a few times a week. You know I work late.”
She rolled her eyes. “Everything’s work with you! Sex is supposed to be pleasure! If you’d listened to me, you would’ve heard me beg for attention, sexual spice.”
“Spice? You mean the belt thing? You really want to be beaten? Since when did that stop being a felony...and become sexual?”
“It’s not a crime if I ask you to beat me. And...it’s actually been in my fantasies for a while now.”
“Are you one of those...rubber masked people? With zipper mouths?”
“Stop mocking me!” she shouted. “I just wanted some spankings...to be tied up. Yet you enter me, cum and go. No foreplay, barely a kiss.”
“I’ll change this time. I swear.”
“It’s too late for that. I found what I wanted...though...it’s now my need. I love him.”
Horrific fury filled Joshua’s face. “Tell me who he is! I’ll kill him!”
“No. You won’t.”
“Hell yes, I will. Now tell me...so I can put a bullet in his head!”
After a long pause, she said, “It’s your brother.”
Dr. Stone looked as if he’d just vomited in his mouth. “Lying bitch!”
“I confided in him, he was there for me. It turned out, he shared the same fantasies.”
“He may be my blood, but I’ll gladly spill it!” he shouted, rushing from the bedroom. Filled with fury, he went to his car, racing towards his brother’s house. Parking outside, he waited with gun in-hand. He couldn’t kill his brother. However, from that moment on, his brother was dead to him.
As bad as the moment was, it set him on a path to save others. Isolating himself, he took a year hiatus from his slow therapy practice. He buried himself in books. Studying the art of sexuality, he particularly tackled his own lacking skills. Although techniques were mastered, it was the Dom/sub lifestyle that changed him forever.
Upon his return, past bland sessions turned into future sexual sermons. Ink blots turned into cum puddles. He’d guide the dominant members to please through disciplined acts. Submissives were taught to trust, serve and obey. In other cases, both couple members were dominant. In those, he’d teach them to either switch or adapt to a role. Though the Hales were different than the others. Both submissive, it was the case he’d been waiting to cure since getting his own practice.
Exiting his flashback, Dr. Stone watched the happy couple enter their home. As bad as he expected to feel, he actually didn’t at all. It was at that moment, he realized it wasn’t his ex-wife he’d needed anymore.
It was Lori Hale.
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Another week of silent avoidance passed. Tyler remained withdrawn, refusing to mention the therapy sessions. Lori tried bringing it up, though was ignored. Her husband wouldn’t break.
They entered the office as usual, anticipating what sexual order would come next. Removing their clothes, they were both visually aroused. Sitting on the couch, the couple awaited the dapper Dom’s words. Dr. Stone stared Lori in the eyes, though quickly averted to empty space. It was the first time he’d done that. The feelings were just too strong to face. I won’t fall in love with her, he swore to himself.
Even throughout the self-denial, he’d masturbated to Lori’s image in his mind. Having never done that with a patient before, he’d considered dismissing the couple. In the end, he couldn’t bring himself to do it.
“Today, we’re not going to lock Tyler’s hands,” he said, seeing Mr. Hale’s relief. As Dr. Stone held out a penis-shaped metal cage, all relief faded.
Lori retrieved it from Joshua’s hands. “What is this, Dr. Stone?”
“It’s a male chastity device. He won’t be allowed to stroke himself until permitted. In fact, he won’t even be able to achieve erection. Secure and lock it on.”
Shock filled the couple, though Lori obeyed without question. Tyler quickly held his hand up.
“Speak.”
“What if I do get hard? Will it...snap in two?”
“Don’t disobey me...and you’ll never have to find out.”
Lori awkwardly approached Tyler, kneeling down. Taking the flaccid penis in-hand, she was shocked it wasn’t hard. At that moment, she understood exactly how submissive her husband was. He even willingly gave up control of his own cock.
Slipping the cock head through the wiry metal cage, she bolted a tiny padlock. Fitting snugly around his base, only a sex change could remove it. As humiliating as it was, a newfound satisfaction filled Tyler’
s eyes. It was like a natural body part was returned to him.
“Lori, come here,” Dr. Stone said. He rose from his chair, patting the shellacked desk surface. The curvaceous nude blond immediately obeyed. Sitting on the desk, she was reclined backward by Dr. Stone’s large hands.
Her head reached the desk’s far end, blond hair dangled towards the floor. Lori’s ass cheeks graced the desk’s opposite edge, legs hung off. Joshua Stone spread the patient’s thighs wide. He started at her feminine feet, sucking upon her painted toes. She squirmed in the tickle, feeling his tongue sail the slots in between.
From there, Joshua licked the sole of Lori’s left foot. Flickering along the journey, he tickled her sensitive skin to an erotic madness. Sliding passed the ankle, he continued down her calf, under kneecap, ending at her soft thigh. Right before reaching her nirvana, he switched to the right foot. Slowly and intimately sucking upon it, he teased each toe, gnawing on a few. Traveling the golden road downward again, he headed home.
Arriving down her creamy thigh, he squatted between her legs. Spreading her wide, he teased the edges of her folds. Plunging quickly, he buried his face deep inside her dripping desire.
A breathy, soft moan sailed from Lori’s lungs. Joshua’s long tongue drilled deep into the creamy cavern, tantalizingly tweaking each inch of velvet flesh. He began pumping her, fucking her with his mouth. Grasping her thighs with both hands, he pressed harder with each inner attack. Slight bruises already began to form, though neither dared stop it.
Crashing into her lips with his own, splashes of pleasure soaked his face. Her sweet nectar spilled down his chin. Sliding upward, he split her curtains up the center. Arriving at her clitoris, he flicked the love button with an untamable tongue.
Lori’s moans got louder, having never felt such alien sensation. Her small hands grasped the desk’s side. Tyler mentally fought erection. Don’t do it, it’ll break! However, a more surprising thought took precedence. It was even greater than a broken penis. Dr. Stone will be mad if I do. He’ll punish me. I can’t let him down. He gasped, wondering how he’d gone from hating the man to pleasing him.
Joshua Stone gnashed her love button with teeth, nibbling upon her engorged red nub. Lori’s moans turned from sweet nothings to pleasurable cries. She both stung and ached simultaneously. He soon engulfed the entire vaginal fold, chewing, sucking and licking the entirety at once.
As the intensity built, Lori’s thighs shut upon his head, trying to push him out. Joshua forced her legs wider, spread them even further. Within moments, her battle was lost. She cried out, feeling the tremendous pressure build.
Lori’s legs pointed up in the air, feet tense, stiff and straight. Her wet box rained wild, flooding Dr. Stone’s mouth with sweet sacred waters. His hands grasped her arched hips, forcing her deeper into him.
Joshua drank Lori like an addict, while her husband watched in submissive captivity. Tyler’s cock throbbed and twitched, threatening mutinous erection. However, his obedience was winning out. Deep inside, he’d embraced his submission. Though, until it surfaced, The Hale’s marriage would be doomed.
Forcing himself away like a newborn from motherly teats, he craved more. His need to ingest her frightened him. Only love could produce that reaction. He thought, I’m losing my control over myself. It’s like her sexuality had a power over me. Love has no place in dominance! Falling for someone...makes you their submissive! I’m no one’s bitch!
He stood tall, ready to reclaim authority. Dr. Stone spun Lori in a 180 degree half-circle, bringing her to him. Her head stopped directly at his cock. Taking a handful of blond hair, he led her mouth to his spear. She naturally opened wide.
“Beg me,” he ordered.
“Please Dr. Stone, gag me with your penis,” she begged.
Tyler’s 4 inches started to grow, hearing words he’d never imagined his wife saying. The fact she didn’t say it to him, made it truly enjoyable. Before engorging, he managed to avert penile disaster.
Aiming for her mouth like a flaming arrow, Joshua hit the bull’s-eye. His mushroom shaped cock-head filled her wet cavity. He grasped her blond hair, filled her tender throat with his manly lance.
Deep gags were muffled within, sound trapped by his bulbous boulder. A sea of sweet saliva rushed his rod, spilling down his shaft, coating his balls. The gagging continued, causing him to grasp Lori’s neck glands. Although the pressure upon her throat restricted air, it also removed the gagging sensation from her throat. She loved how controlled it made her feel.
Free to go deeper, he pumped her mouth in wet glory. With every head thrust, her silky blond strands were pulled harder. Keeping one hand on her hair, the other remained around her throat.
Feeling his hot cum begin to seep towards escape, Dr. Stone paused the choking. Reaching for swollen C-cup breasts, he smacked them hard. Grasping her nipples, he tugged and pulled at them. Her areola’s swelled with pink pleasure, rising to new heights. All the while, his mouth fucking got harder. Over 9 inches of man meat deep-throated her virgin territory. Nothing had tread near it before.
Her gagging returned, as he reapplied a throat hold. “Rub yourself!” he ordered. Lori’s hand reached down between her thighs, rubbing her clit. The sight of her spread legs challenged Tyler’s arousal again, as he shook with intimidated lust. Though his submissive fear kept him flaccid.
Suddenly, Joshua Stone stiffened. He grunted, forcing Lori’s head to his cock’s base. A blast of hot cum fired from within, flooding the submissive patient’s throat. The grip on her hair tightened, tearing a few random strands. His grasp upon her throat also tightened, forcing her to focus on swallowing alone.
Having never ingested a man’s reward before, she let it go down like liquid white chocolate. Savoring the flavor, she embraced it as the sweetest dessert. It became her new craving. She liked it so much, a second wave of warm pleasure lapped her body, taking her to new erotic destinations. The combined tastes and feelings made it all the more enjoyable.
As they both finished, Dr. Stone withdrew. A rim of white decor still encircled Lori’s lips. Before she could lick it off, another order came. Handing her the key, Joshua Stone pointed to Tyler, saying, “Unlock him.”
Without thought, Lori hurried to obey. Releasing the lock, she removed the cage from his cock. Dr. Stone expected Tyler to get hard immediately. However, he didn’t. It suddenly occurred to the doctor, He’s awaiting my permission...accepting my domination more. Though...it’s after the sex...when reality returns...that truly counts.
“You can get hard now, Tyler,” Dr. Stone said.
As soon as permission came, Mr. Hale’s 4 inches sprung to life. Lori was amazed, seeing Joshua’s brilliance go beyond theory. She started to understand Tyler even more, along with the doctor’s treatment method. Though none of it would matter, if he didn’t accept it afterwards.
Joshua said, “Go ahead, Tyler...jerk off. You know how badly you want to.”
Turning a deep shade of red, the humiliated husband began stroking his seeping cock. Unable to look them in the eyes, he just stared down. It was clear he’d cum any moment, which caused Dr. Stone to order Lori. “Kiss him.”
Lori gasped, knowing her lips were still coated with the doctor’s cum. Her tongue was still alive with his essence. Looking back at him, she wanted to ask, Really, doctor? However, she knew better to question him at that point.
“Yes, doctor,” she said, rushing towards her stroking husband. Attacking his lips, the two began kissing. The foreign taste immediately filled Tyler’s mouth. His look soured, as he detected something odd. Finally deducting what it was, he silently wondered, Am I gonna throw up...or cum?”
Though the more reality set in, he began to crave more. Their kiss turned from soft pecks to wild tonguing. He sucked his wife’s used lips, siphoning her mouth for the remaining essence. In reality, it wasn’t male cum he liked. The man was quite straight, attracted to women alone. It was the fact it now belonged to his wife that changed it completely.<
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At that moment, he broke the kiss. Whimpering out into the air, spurts of thick white cum sprayed his naked stomach. Every new eruption caused a new sound and expression. Put on such embarrassing display, it only aroused him more. As the last squirts fled him, he remained looking downward. As shame increased, the arousal evaporated.
Dr. Stone asked, “Tyler, Tell me how you feel.”
After a thick, tense pause, he spoke in a bitter voice. “Sicker than I’ve ever felt. I’ve never been more disgusted in my life.”
Both Lori and Joshua looked disappointed, hoping Tyler had finally broken. “Tell us what else you feel,” Dr. Stone asked.
After another tense pause, Tyler got loud. “Nothing! I feel sick! Nothing else,” he shouted, quickly dressing over top the cum-covered mess. “This is nothing but a twisted show to get you off! It’s not to help us! No more! Let’s go, Lori. We’re done with this wacko,” he shouted, heading for the door.
As he reached the exit, only quiet remained behind. Turning, he saw his naked wife remain in place. She boldly said, “There’s no going back. This is our last chance...I can’t live like this anymore.”
“So you’d choose divorce because I can’t please you sexually?”
“No,” she said with conviction. “I’d choose divorce because you won’t please me. It’s a choice. I see you masturbate...here and at home. I saw the satisfied look in your eyes...as Dr. Stone spanked me, choked me. You loved it.”
“I did not!”
“You did...and you do!” she shouted. “So understand this! You’re the one...choosing pride over marriage. You’re the one choosing divorce...over my happiness.”
A hurt Tyler asked, “So you’re staying in this office? Where will you sleep?” Mr. Hale looked over at Dr. Stone. “Oh...now it makes sense! I’m such a fool...you two have fallen in love. This was the plan all along...get me to be the bad guy. This whole therapy bullshit...is just a scam to steal wives!”
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