niteowluk2003
12-24-2015, 06:30 AM
This post contains chapters 1 & 2.
Niteowluk2003.
Copyright 2015© Niteowluk2003.
All rights reserved.
It’s strange where incidents lead.
SYNOPSIS – A female cyclist endures two weeks in hospital before being referred for regressive hypnotherapy. It reveals more than just what happened in her accident. Chapter 1 contains no sexual exploits but chapter 2 contains Doctor Patient sex but begins with mental stimulation for the patient.
Chapter 1 that fateful day…
Alice Saunders was cycling to work; just as she had done for months or years before. It started out as usual she was running fifteen minutes late which led her to grab a slice of toast as she almost ran out the side door; grabbing her bike she did not have time today to do her usual safety checks. Checks like making sure all the lights worked and were clean and bright; not that at 8.00 am on a sunny summer’s day, she would need them.
All she had time for was to swing her shapely leg over the bike and a quick squeeze on the brake handle assured her at least the brakes worked. In an instant she was off down the path of her house and merged out onto a quiet little cul-de-sac street. Head down the road she barely notice Mr Smythe waving to her as he returned from fetching a morning paper; yes everything was just the same as yesterday and the day before; in fact it was just the same as everyday she could remember.
Turning left into a still countrified street, although there were a few more cars on this street; as Alice sped up now she found herself thinking about her own street and just how many had forsaken their cars for the fresh air feeling of cycling to work.
Again turning Left she finally hit the main road through the annexe of a country village and head towards the big city. The breeze was particularly fresh today as she noted that in future she would wear either Lycra leggings or some pair of thick tights; for the breeze found its way along her exposed thigh and up under her skirt. Somehow today it seemed more exhilarating that before and seemed to gently caress her leg sending shivers down her spine, she even swore she could feel the breeze almost lapping at the crutch of her panties.
Alice con not believe the simple process of cycling, even if it was only to work, could be so sexually exciting. Suddenly out of the blue; her field of vision went haywire and she sensed a slow motion feeling of flying through the air, the last thing she recalled before passing out was a strange image of a red car. Strange because she seemed to be viewing it; much like an aeroplane shot; from above. Then in an instant there was just blackness; she felt no pain but consciously she tried to open her eyes but the blackness remained.
How long she was out she could not say but she finally came round, in the back of an ambulance; she tried to turn her head but it was blocked. Suddenly fear struck her she could not move anything; her arms, legs, knees and all her joints seemed to refuse to respond to her thoughts about moving. Just then a smiling face appeared in her still blurry vision.
A sensual voice invaded her ears as it said “hello there, I thought we had lost you! My name is Michael and you had a nasty little accident with a car!” he continued, “Can you tell me your name?”
Alice mumbled, “Alice!” she then asked “Where am I?”
Michael responded, “You are in an Ambulance on way to Accident and Emergency! Can you tell me if you are feeling any pain anywhere?” Alice did a mental inventory and answered, “I have a bad pain in my lower back and I cannot move my arms or legs!”
Michael looked her over and then informed her that the reason she could not move her arms and legs was because as a precaution they had immobilised them in case of fractures or breaks!” Next Michael asked, “Can you remember what happened?” Alice paused for about 5 mins and then alarmingly replied, “I can’t remember anything since leaving home this morning!” Michael explained, “Don’t worry it is common for accident victims to shut out the actual incident, it is called post stress amnesia and it usually last for about a day or so!”
Then after administering a neuro pain controller, Alice seemed to lapse back into a sleep like state and did not hear the questions Michael continued to ask.
In what seemed like an instant she woke to find herself staring up at the white ceiling of the Accident & Emergency unit; it seemed like she was a queen bee and the hospital staff were the drones which feverishly moved around the queen in a buzz of activity. Suddenly on young doctor recognised that Alice had opened her eyes; still the centre of attention she was suddenly surrounded by nurses and doctors.
She discovered she had been out for five hours and had now been admitted to the Accident & Emergency department; now she was awake the diagnosis moved in to top gear, after X-rays and CT scans it was clear she had broken her Clavicle and her Tibia as well. Other than these two obvious injuries the rest was down to soft tissue injury around the face and torso. The big problem for the Hospital was the amnesia; it was hoped that after 24 hour bedrest that her memory would return but sadly after seven days she still could not recall what had happened that fateful morning.
It was decided that she was physically well enough to go home and arrangements were to be made that would schedule Alice for four sessions of regressive hypnotherapy. This cause an additional problem in as much that the waiting list to join the program was as much as six months.
Chapter 02… Surprising memories arise.
Alice registered for an appointment but the consultant suggested that the time delay could be critical; fearing the mind’s own recovery would force those missing memories deeper into the sub conscious; so contrary to his normal methods he suggested that Alice come in for private appointments. He even agreed to charge a bare minimum as Alice could not really afford to go private.
Everyone agreed it was in Alice’s best interest so an appeal Victim’s compensation scheme was made and within 24 hours Alice had received enough money to finance the appointments. Having made the first appointment Alice was surprised to be told that it would be best for her to wear loose fitting clothes that she felt comfortable in. She wondered what difference her clothing would make to her treatment but did not challenge this and wore a smock top and baggy jeans. As the clock ticked round to her appointment time Alice began to have strange worries about the hypnosis part of this treatment. Fearing as one may do that she would be clucking like a hen or chasing an imaginary animal, you know the sort of stuff stage Hypnotist’s do.
Finally her time had come and hesitantly she entered the office of Dr Klamour and having been directed to a chair beside the large oak desk; she was handed a clip board and asked to fill in as much as she could and of course sign the indemnity clause at the bottom of the form. This raised an alarming thought for Alice, if she was just here to rekindle her lost memories of the accident why the indemnity clause.
DR Klamour reassured her it was standard practise and cover the practice against legal battles if the reintroduction of the lost memories caused sleepless nights or worse tension related problems like post-traumatic stress disorder. Although Alice could see the sense in this she still felt uneasy but without signing she would not close this hole in her memories, so she signed.
Taking the form back from her Dr Klamour made notes in her case file from the information supplied and the pause in her treatment felt decidedly uneasy for Alice, she began to have a real look around the room for the first time and her gaze instantly settled on the typical psychiatrist’s couch with the easy chair close at hand. For some reason she could draw her gaze away from what she perceived to be her next port of call. Strange images of herself lying on the couch and the Dr Klamour sitting leaning in at her; all harmless until she realised that in these images she was naked and her legs were always spread. A shiver ran down her spine; it was not a shiver of icy cold fear but more like one of electric stimulation.
After a pause of five or ten minutes, which seemed very much longer to Alice, she was asked to go sit on the couch. The Physiatrist’s couch was not the next port of call; in fact it could not have been further from the place she was asked to go and sit. No she now looked to her right and saw what the doctor was pointing towards. It was best described as a dentist couch with the large lamp directly above it. Nervously Alice settled into the chair whilst the doctor made some small adjustments to the height and angle of the chair.
Dr Klamour told Alice “follow the green light with your eyes whilst keeping your head still and listen to my voice, but above all relax!” Alice simply nodded. She found it extremely hard to relax so the doctor gave her a mild sedative; explaining it was not uncommon for patients to tense up when about to be hypnotised for the first time. He even made a joke about people expecting to be running round the office like a headless chicken.
The doctor now took his seat to Alice’s right and flicked a switch on a remote pad which was across his lap. A green light suddenly appeared in the centre of the lamp and slowly at first it began to move out in an anticlockwise spiral. Dr Klamour began “Alice, listen carefully to my voice; hear only my voice and follow the light!” After just two or three minutes; Alice lay there completely relaxed but her face seemed devoid of expression.
“Alice, Can you hear my voice?” Dr Klamour asked. Alice nodded her head as she spoke the single word yes. Your eyelids are heavy and you want to close them; close them but concentrate on my voice said the doctor in a low monotone voice. Alice did in fact feel her eyelids slowly grow heavier and struggled to keep her eyes open. The monotone voice spoke softly yet sternly to her and told her it was alright to close her eyes. He continued as he placed a trigger word in Alice’s subconscious and he instructed her that when she heard the word ‘polarisation’ she would fall into this trance and keep her subconscious open for further instructions; but when she heard ‘anti-polarisation’ she would wake fully refreshed and remember only that which she had been instructed to remember.
With that Dr Klamour now had a living puppet if he so chose to test the state of the game. He insisted, “Alice, you will answer me truthfully and in doing so you will find the next level of complete relaxation but lie and you will feel the knotted pain of anguish” Once more Alice nodded her head as she answered “yes, doctor!” in an almost hushed dreamy voice.
“Now, Alice I want you to walk back in time to a time when you experienced your first sexual feelings and you will tell me all!” instructed the doctor. Alice paused for a minute or so and then with a sexy smile on her face she began. “I was fourteen years old and it was my birthday, Uncle Ray bought me a super present; it made me feel so grown up” She explained more, “First as I unwrapped the present it was a stuffed rabbit with a nightwear zipped pocket for you to put your PJ’s. He suggested I open the zip and out tumbled what seemed to be a mass of black lace.” She almost giggled at this point.
“I picked up the garment and began to straighten it out and discovered it was a Lace night dress often referred to as a teddy night dress with little red bows.” She announced. “The lace was almost shockingly see through and I must have blushed because, when I leaned forward to give Uncle Ray a thank you kiss on the cheek he sudden turned into my face and ended up kissing him full on the lips!”
“In the split second my tummy did summersaults and little electrical shocks seemed to radiate form my navel. I think it was that fact he considered me adult enough to wear this item of clothing and yet sexy enough to entice anyone I chose.” She declared almost breathlessly.
Dr Klamour interrupted at this point and said, “Very nice but when did the sexual experience come in.” Alice began to speak again, “After that lingering kiss which nearly blew my mind; Uncle Ray leaned forward till his mouth was close to my ear and he whispered “I would love to see you wearing only that!”
Alice then shocked the doctor a little when she said “I whispered back, “Well come to my room at 11 pm and you may get your wish!” She then continued, “I could not believe I had said that and a warm knotted feeling began in my womb and caused my cunt to moisten! This strange yet wonderful feeling almost made me giddy and I excused myself and went and sat down near my cousin Jennie.” She finished.
My cousin Jennie who is two years older than me held up the nightie and scowled; as she retorted, “I never got anything like that for my fourteenth birthday!” before adding, “He is right though; you would look ravishing dancing around my bedroom in just that! What about it?” The thought of being so exposed with her cousin added to Alice’s rising sexual feelings. Just then Alice’s dad took the nightie and facing up to Ray said, “This is not an appropriate present for a young girl!” Ray replied “Look again Peter; your young girl is a flourishing woman and should be treated as such!”
Peter look back towards his daughter who was deep in conversation with her cousin that he could possibly disturb them but he did have admit his little baby was now almost fully grown and would soon be leading young men to her door.
Dr Klamour suddenly reached forward and placed his hand flat against Alice’s Blouse just about the right stop to find her now hardening nipple. Alice being in the trance still never felt a thing until Dr Klamour asked her how she felt about him squeezing her nipple. Alice smiled in advance of her answer as she slowly said I am enjoying you doing it to me right now.
The doctor then simply said “anti-polarisation” and instantly Alice sat bolt upright and asked what had happened to the light as she stared at the switched off lamp. When asked what her Uncle Ray had said to her she replied I haven’t seen Uncle Ray for ages. The doctor made the second appointment for Alice and as she was about to open the door the doctor uttered on word “Polarisation” instantly Alice stopped and stood almost to attention. “Come here!” uttered the doctor and Alice immediately turned and strolled over to where Dr Klamour was standing.
Now the Doctor knew the trigger words worked exactly as he planned he leaned forward and again said one single word in a stronger manner; he said “Strip!” Almost methodically Alice removed her blouse, her skirt followed by her boots then her bra was dropped on top of her clothing pile and finally she came and stood right in front of the doctor and leant slightly forward as she peeled her panties away from her skin and sliding them down her shapely legs.
Almost at the same instant that her discarded panties hit the floor she instinctively covered her now exposed cunt and pubic hair with her hands. Dr Klamour simply instructed her to place her arms across the small of her back out of the way. Alice did not see the flashes of the camera as she stood there in her trance; she reacted to his vocal suggestions though. Alice turn your feet outwards and now bend your knees until I say stop! The doctor commanded. When her moist cunt was sufficiently displayed the doctor commanded her to stop, it amused him to see the almost dew like teardrops hanging from the edges of her pubic hair so close to her cunt lips. Another photo he thought and quick as a flash the moment was capture for ever.
“Alice, your cunt is on fire! You want so much to cum but you can’t! Remember that no matter how hard you try you cannot bring yourself off only when I am present and doing what I desire can you climax!” The doctor insisted. With that the doctor now slid his fingers along her cunt lips and Instantly Alice began to tremble as if in the first stages of her orgasm.
Reluctantly the Doctor then instructed her to dress and once dressed, he simply said “anti-polarisation”. Alice now fully alert looked at the doctor and seemed puzzled, the doctor covered his error by saying “what is it that you wanted to tell me, Alice”
As he made a mental note to ensure she returned to the similar spot before he released her from her hypnosis. Alice mumbled something and when the Doctor asked her to speak more clearly Alice said “I cannot remember what it was I wanted to ask you!” The doctor smiled and told her to write down any questions she may have for him and that way she will always remember what it is she wanted to say. Alice smiled but she felt so different to when she approached the doctor’s office and she put this down to the mild sedative she had taken but she could not remember ever feeling so horny in all her life and she made her excuses and left hoping to persuade her boyfriend to take care of her problem that very afternoon.
Arriving home she hurried to her bedroom and stripped off completely before lying on top of the bed stark naked her left hand stoking her raging inferno of a cunt whilst she held the telephone in her right hand. Such wicked sexual thoughts were shooting through her mind as the phone issued the ringing tone as she called her boyfriend Dave. She actually contemplated using the phone as a dildo while she had Dave listening at the other end of the line. Unfortunately the voicemail cut in from Dave’s end and it informed her he was out of town for two weeks but if she left a number and message he would get back to her as soon as he arrived back.
Alice switched of the call and slowly slide her phone along the soaking cunt lips; no matter how hard she tried she just could not reach the promised land of an orgasm. In disgust and frustration she scooted across the hallway to the shower and whilst she ran the water she suddenly came up with an idea. Old Man Jenkins who lived right behind her house was always trying to sneak a peek at her from his bedroom window and she reasoned that if she went into the back bedroom and opened the curtains whilst naked she bet he would be watching. She thought in her present state that being a sex show for a peeping tom would almost certainly take her over the edge.
She had always found the idea of someone secretly watching you hoping for a flash of tit or more was gross but today it felt like a wonderful sexy idea. She turned off the shower and ran to the back bedroom standing before the drawn curtains; she took a deep breath and pulled them open. Instantly she saw a flicker of movement in the old man’s bedroom window so she turned to the side and slowly stroked her tits before allowing her fingers to pinch her nipple and as she twisted it in an exaggerated motion, she just hoped the old man was liking his show. Now with long strokes of her hand she ran them over her cunt area and in her mind’s eye she saw the old man spurt his load all over his wanking hand. Even all this did not ease her horny state nor did it allow her the blessed orgasm she craved so dearly now.
Suddenly without thinking she found herself writing on a piece of white cardboard a message which went as follows; Mr Jenkinson, don’t waste your time all alone come over and sample what I have to offer! Alice.
Without thinking she held it up to the window and she swore she saw the curtains move. Now she flopped down onto the single bed and really began to dive her fingers into her hot wet centre of her sexual state. Ten minutes passed and no knock at the front door; twenty minutes and still no caller, after an hour Alice decided he was not cumming and unfortunately for her neither was she.
Sexually frustrated she reluctantly returned to the idea of a shower and spent a considerable time letting the hot streams of soapy water caress her tingling skin but she still could not make herself climax. Suddenly the scene was disturbed by the ringing of the house telephone; she grabbed a towel more to soak up the wetness of her skin than to hide her body and dashed downstairs to answer the call. It was Doctor Klamour who told her that she was lucky if she could make it; he had a cancellation at the end of his working day that could be ideal for her second appointment.
Alice was reluctant to return so soon especially as aroused as she was but she saw the sense in what the good doctor was suggesting and the clincher was when he said that in this case he could offer her a massive discount on the price of the appointment. So she agreed and reluctantly put the phone down before dashing back upstairs to choose what she was going to wear for her 6.30pm appointment. Half way through dressing the front door bell rang. She slipped her tracksuit on and hurried downstairs to see who it could be. It was old man Jenkins; red faced and sheepish; as he muttered if the offer still stands here I am.
For a split second she toyed with the idea of blasting him out for spying on her but time was of the essence and she nodded and allowed him to walk passed her. Pointing the way up to the back bedroom she climbed the stairs two at a time and Mr Jenkins could not help but smile as Alice butt cheeks looked like a couple of ferrets trying to get out of a sack.
Once in the bedroom both of them stripped without a word being spoken; dutifully Alice knelt in front of Wilbur Jenkins. She took a deep breath and then she leaned forward at the same time she opened her mouth and took Wilbur’s cock lovingly into her mouth. She was surprised and delighted as it responded easily. Now for an old man she thought his cock was nice and fat if a little short on the length; Eager to fuck this delicious young woman kneeling before him he instructed her to turn round and lean her head on to the edge of the bed.
Sliding in behind her; he took hold of his own cock and guided it gently to the entrance of her cunt; he then whispered that she should rut back on to his cock as fast as she liked. Alice seizing the opportunity did just that and rapidly threw her arse backwards, the pain was both instantaneous and short lived because now all she felt was a full feeling. Wilbur now took this as a sign and began fucking her at a slow steady rate until squealing Alice begged him to really fuck her slutty cunt and Wilbur was only too happy to oblige; pulling out at the very last minute before his eruption sent sprays of his spunk all over her back including the back of her hair. His hard cock never waned and he quickly pulled her up onto the bed and climbed between her legs allowing his cock to find its own way home and it did so; right in to her warm wet cunt. Now it was Wilbur’s turn to set the pace as he fucked her like a Tasmanian devil licking, sucking and biting her nipples as he did so.
Although Mr Jenkins enjoyed himself the same cannot be said for Alice; every time she seemed to be about to reach orgasm; Mr Jenkins seemed to reach his too so after shooting his sperm up her cunt or he would pull out and look as if to ask if Alice had managed to cum. By the time this had happened for the third time Alice found herself weeping uncontrollably, Mr Jenkins could not figure out why, he had done his best and she seemed to be enjoying what they did together. She managed to tell him it wasn’t his fault but she was becoming insane with these lustful urges which only seemed to get worse the more she tried to cure them. Alice suddenly looked at her wristwatch and shrieked that she was going to be late and then dashing around she managed to find all the clothes the pair had cast off with gay abandon. Without even thanking Mr Jenkins or even saying goodbye she shot into the shower room douched her cunt and then dressed and shot off to her appointment.
Niteowluk2003.
Copyright 2015© Niteowluk2003.
All rights reserved.
It’s strange where incidents lead.
SYNOPSIS – A female cyclist endures two weeks in hospital before being referred for regressive hypnotherapy. It reveals more than just what happened in her accident. Chapter 1 contains no sexual exploits but chapter 2 contains Doctor Patient sex but begins with mental stimulation for the patient.
Chapter 1 that fateful day…
Alice Saunders was cycling to work; just as she had done for months or years before. It started out as usual she was running fifteen minutes late which led her to grab a slice of toast as she almost ran out the side door; grabbing her bike she did not have time today to do her usual safety checks. Checks like making sure all the lights worked and were clean and bright; not that at 8.00 am on a sunny summer’s day, she would need them.
All she had time for was to swing her shapely leg over the bike and a quick squeeze on the brake handle assured her at least the brakes worked. In an instant she was off down the path of her house and merged out onto a quiet little cul-de-sac street. Head down the road she barely notice Mr Smythe waving to her as he returned from fetching a morning paper; yes everything was just the same as yesterday and the day before; in fact it was just the same as everyday she could remember.
Turning left into a still countrified street, although there were a few more cars on this street; as Alice sped up now she found herself thinking about her own street and just how many had forsaken their cars for the fresh air feeling of cycling to work.
Again turning Left she finally hit the main road through the annexe of a country village and head towards the big city. The breeze was particularly fresh today as she noted that in future she would wear either Lycra leggings or some pair of thick tights; for the breeze found its way along her exposed thigh and up under her skirt. Somehow today it seemed more exhilarating that before and seemed to gently caress her leg sending shivers down her spine, she even swore she could feel the breeze almost lapping at the crutch of her panties.
Alice con not believe the simple process of cycling, even if it was only to work, could be so sexually exciting. Suddenly out of the blue; her field of vision went haywire and she sensed a slow motion feeling of flying through the air, the last thing she recalled before passing out was a strange image of a red car. Strange because she seemed to be viewing it; much like an aeroplane shot; from above. Then in an instant there was just blackness; she felt no pain but consciously she tried to open her eyes but the blackness remained.
How long she was out she could not say but she finally came round, in the back of an ambulance; she tried to turn her head but it was blocked. Suddenly fear struck her she could not move anything; her arms, legs, knees and all her joints seemed to refuse to respond to her thoughts about moving. Just then a smiling face appeared in her still blurry vision.
A sensual voice invaded her ears as it said “hello there, I thought we had lost you! My name is Michael and you had a nasty little accident with a car!” he continued, “Can you tell me your name?”
Alice mumbled, “Alice!” she then asked “Where am I?”
Michael responded, “You are in an Ambulance on way to Accident and Emergency! Can you tell me if you are feeling any pain anywhere?” Alice did a mental inventory and answered, “I have a bad pain in my lower back and I cannot move my arms or legs!”
Michael looked her over and then informed her that the reason she could not move her arms and legs was because as a precaution they had immobilised them in case of fractures or breaks!” Next Michael asked, “Can you remember what happened?” Alice paused for about 5 mins and then alarmingly replied, “I can’t remember anything since leaving home this morning!” Michael explained, “Don’t worry it is common for accident victims to shut out the actual incident, it is called post stress amnesia and it usually last for about a day or so!”
Then after administering a neuro pain controller, Alice seemed to lapse back into a sleep like state and did not hear the questions Michael continued to ask.
In what seemed like an instant she woke to find herself staring up at the white ceiling of the Accident & Emergency unit; it seemed like she was a queen bee and the hospital staff were the drones which feverishly moved around the queen in a buzz of activity. Suddenly on young doctor recognised that Alice had opened her eyes; still the centre of attention she was suddenly surrounded by nurses and doctors.
She discovered she had been out for five hours and had now been admitted to the Accident & Emergency department; now she was awake the diagnosis moved in to top gear, after X-rays and CT scans it was clear she had broken her Clavicle and her Tibia as well. Other than these two obvious injuries the rest was down to soft tissue injury around the face and torso. The big problem for the Hospital was the amnesia; it was hoped that after 24 hour bedrest that her memory would return but sadly after seven days she still could not recall what had happened that fateful morning.
It was decided that she was physically well enough to go home and arrangements were to be made that would schedule Alice for four sessions of regressive hypnotherapy. This cause an additional problem in as much that the waiting list to join the program was as much as six months.
Chapter 02… Surprising memories arise.
Alice registered for an appointment but the consultant suggested that the time delay could be critical; fearing the mind’s own recovery would force those missing memories deeper into the sub conscious; so contrary to his normal methods he suggested that Alice come in for private appointments. He even agreed to charge a bare minimum as Alice could not really afford to go private.
Everyone agreed it was in Alice’s best interest so an appeal Victim’s compensation scheme was made and within 24 hours Alice had received enough money to finance the appointments. Having made the first appointment Alice was surprised to be told that it would be best for her to wear loose fitting clothes that she felt comfortable in. She wondered what difference her clothing would make to her treatment but did not challenge this and wore a smock top and baggy jeans. As the clock ticked round to her appointment time Alice began to have strange worries about the hypnosis part of this treatment. Fearing as one may do that she would be clucking like a hen or chasing an imaginary animal, you know the sort of stuff stage Hypnotist’s do.
Finally her time had come and hesitantly she entered the office of Dr Klamour and having been directed to a chair beside the large oak desk; she was handed a clip board and asked to fill in as much as she could and of course sign the indemnity clause at the bottom of the form. This raised an alarming thought for Alice, if she was just here to rekindle her lost memories of the accident why the indemnity clause.
DR Klamour reassured her it was standard practise and cover the practice against legal battles if the reintroduction of the lost memories caused sleepless nights or worse tension related problems like post-traumatic stress disorder. Although Alice could see the sense in this she still felt uneasy but without signing she would not close this hole in her memories, so she signed.
Taking the form back from her Dr Klamour made notes in her case file from the information supplied and the pause in her treatment felt decidedly uneasy for Alice, she began to have a real look around the room for the first time and her gaze instantly settled on the typical psychiatrist’s couch with the easy chair close at hand. For some reason she could draw her gaze away from what she perceived to be her next port of call. Strange images of herself lying on the couch and the Dr Klamour sitting leaning in at her; all harmless until she realised that in these images she was naked and her legs were always spread. A shiver ran down her spine; it was not a shiver of icy cold fear but more like one of electric stimulation.
After a pause of five or ten minutes, which seemed very much longer to Alice, she was asked to go sit on the couch. The Physiatrist’s couch was not the next port of call; in fact it could not have been further from the place she was asked to go and sit. No she now looked to her right and saw what the doctor was pointing towards. It was best described as a dentist couch with the large lamp directly above it. Nervously Alice settled into the chair whilst the doctor made some small adjustments to the height and angle of the chair.
Dr Klamour told Alice “follow the green light with your eyes whilst keeping your head still and listen to my voice, but above all relax!” Alice simply nodded. She found it extremely hard to relax so the doctor gave her a mild sedative; explaining it was not uncommon for patients to tense up when about to be hypnotised for the first time. He even made a joke about people expecting to be running round the office like a headless chicken.
The doctor now took his seat to Alice’s right and flicked a switch on a remote pad which was across his lap. A green light suddenly appeared in the centre of the lamp and slowly at first it began to move out in an anticlockwise spiral. Dr Klamour began “Alice, listen carefully to my voice; hear only my voice and follow the light!” After just two or three minutes; Alice lay there completely relaxed but her face seemed devoid of expression.
“Alice, Can you hear my voice?” Dr Klamour asked. Alice nodded her head as she spoke the single word yes. Your eyelids are heavy and you want to close them; close them but concentrate on my voice said the doctor in a low monotone voice. Alice did in fact feel her eyelids slowly grow heavier and struggled to keep her eyes open. The monotone voice spoke softly yet sternly to her and told her it was alright to close her eyes. He continued as he placed a trigger word in Alice’s subconscious and he instructed her that when she heard the word ‘polarisation’ she would fall into this trance and keep her subconscious open for further instructions; but when she heard ‘anti-polarisation’ she would wake fully refreshed and remember only that which she had been instructed to remember.
With that Dr Klamour now had a living puppet if he so chose to test the state of the game. He insisted, “Alice, you will answer me truthfully and in doing so you will find the next level of complete relaxation but lie and you will feel the knotted pain of anguish” Once more Alice nodded her head as she answered “yes, doctor!” in an almost hushed dreamy voice.
“Now, Alice I want you to walk back in time to a time when you experienced your first sexual feelings and you will tell me all!” instructed the doctor. Alice paused for a minute or so and then with a sexy smile on her face she began. “I was fourteen years old and it was my birthday, Uncle Ray bought me a super present; it made me feel so grown up” She explained more, “First as I unwrapped the present it was a stuffed rabbit with a nightwear zipped pocket for you to put your PJ’s. He suggested I open the zip and out tumbled what seemed to be a mass of black lace.” She almost giggled at this point.
“I picked up the garment and began to straighten it out and discovered it was a Lace night dress often referred to as a teddy night dress with little red bows.” She announced. “The lace was almost shockingly see through and I must have blushed because, when I leaned forward to give Uncle Ray a thank you kiss on the cheek he sudden turned into my face and ended up kissing him full on the lips!”
“In the split second my tummy did summersaults and little electrical shocks seemed to radiate form my navel. I think it was that fact he considered me adult enough to wear this item of clothing and yet sexy enough to entice anyone I chose.” She declared almost breathlessly.
Dr Klamour interrupted at this point and said, “Very nice but when did the sexual experience come in.” Alice began to speak again, “After that lingering kiss which nearly blew my mind; Uncle Ray leaned forward till his mouth was close to my ear and he whispered “I would love to see you wearing only that!”
Alice then shocked the doctor a little when she said “I whispered back, “Well come to my room at 11 pm and you may get your wish!” She then continued, “I could not believe I had said that and a warm knotted feeling began in my womb and caused my cunt to moisten! This strange yet wonderful feeling almost made me giddy and I excused myself and went and sat down near my cousin Jennie.” She finished.
My cousin Jennie who is two years older than me held up the nightie and scowled; as she retorted, “I never got anything like that for my fourteenth birthday!” before adding, “He is right though; you would look ravishing dancing around my bedroom in just that! What about it?” The thought of being so exposed with her cousin added to Alice’s rising sexual feelings. Just then Alice’s dad took the nightie and facing up to Ray said, “This is not an appropriate present for a young girl!” Ray replied “Look again Peter; your young girl is a flourishing woman and should be treated as such!”
Peter look back towards his daughter who was deep in conversation with her cousin that he could possibly disturb them but he did have admit his little baby was now almost fully grown and would soon be leading young men to her door.
Dr Klamour suddenly reached forward and placed his hand flat against Alice’s Blouse just about the right stop to find her now hardening nipple. Alice being in the trance still never felt a thing until Dr Klamour asked her how she felt about him squeezing her nipple. Alice smiled in advance of her answer as she slowly said I am enjoying you doing it to me right now.
The doctor then simply said “anti-polarisation” and instantly Alice sat bolt upright and asked what had happened to the light as she stared at the switched off lamp. When asked what her Uncle Ray had said to her she replied I haven’t seen Uncle Ray for ages. The doctor made the second appointment for Alice and as she was about to open the door the doctor uttered on word “Polarisation” instantly Alice stopped and stood almost to attention. “Come here!” uttered the doctor and Alice immediately turned and strolled over to where Dr Klamour was standing.
Now the Doctor knew the trigger words worked exactly as he planned he leaned forward and again said one single word in a stronger manner; he said “Strip!” Almost methodically Alice removed her blouse, her skirt followed by her boots then her bra was dropped on top of her clothing pile and finally she came and stood right in front of the doctor and leant slightly forward as she peeled her panties away from her skin and sliding them down her shapely legs.
Almost at the same instant that her discarded panties hit the floor she instinctively covered her now exposed cunt and pubic hair with her hands. Dr Klamour simply instructed her to place her arms across the small of her back out of the way. Alice did not see the flashes of the camera as she stood there in her trance; she reacted to his vocal suggestions though. Alice turn your feet outwards and now bend your knees until I say stop! The doctor commanded. When her moist cunt was sufficiently displayed the doctor commanded her to stop, it amused him to see the almost dew like teardrops hanging from the edges of her pubic hair so close to her cunt lips. Another photo he thought and quick as a flash the moment was capture for ever.
“Alice, your cunt is on fire! You want so much to cum but you can’t! Remember that no matter how hard you try you cannot bring yourself off only when I am present and doing what I desire can you climax!” The doctor insisted. With that the doctor now slid his fingers along her cunt lips and Instantly Alice began to tremble as if in the first stages of her orgasm.
Reluctantly the Doctor then instructed her to dress and once dressed, he simply said “anti-polarisation”. Alice now fully alert looked at the doctor and seemed puzzled, the doctor covered his error by saying “what is it that you wanted to tell me, Alice”
As he made a mental note to ensure she returned to the similar spot before he released her from her hypnosis. Alice mumbled something and when the Doctor asked her to speak more clearly Alice said “I cannot remember what it was I wanted to ask you!” The doctor smiled and told her to write down any questions she may have for him and that way she will always remember what it is she wanted to say. Alice smiled but she felt so different to when she approached the doctor’s office and she put this down to the mild sedative she had taken but she could not remember ever feeling so horny in all her life and she made her excuses and left hoping to persuade her boyfriend to take care of her problem that very afternoon.
Arriving home she hurried to her bedroom and stripped off completely before lying on top of the bed stark naked her left hand stoking her raging inferno of a cunt whilst she held the telephone in her right hand. Such wicked sexual thoughts were shooting through her mind as the phone issued the ringing tone as she called her boyfriend Dave. She actually contemplated using the phone as a dildo while she had Dave listening at the other end of the line. Unfortunately the voicemail cut in from Dave’s end and it informed her he was out of town for two weeks but if she left a number and message he would get back to her as soon as he arrived back.
Alice switched of the call and slowly slide her phone along the soaking cunt lips; no matter how hard she tried she just could not reach the promised land of an orgasm. In disgust and frustration she scooted across the hallway to the shower and whilst she ran the water she suddenly came up with an idea. Old Man Jenkins who lived right behind her house was always trying to sneak a peek at her from his bedroom window and she reasoned that if she went into the back bedroom and opened the curtains whilst naked she bet he would be watching. She thought in her present state that being a sex show for a peeping tom would almost certainly take her over the edge.
She had always found the idea of someone secretly watching you hoping for a flash of tit or more was gross but today it felt like a wonderful sexy idea. She turned off the shower and ran to the back bedroom standing before the drawn curtains; she took a deep breath and pulled them open. Instantly she saw a flicker of movement in the old man’s bedroom window so she turned to the side and slowly stroked her tits before allowing her fingers to pinch her nipple and as she twisted it in an exaggerated motion, she just hoped the old man was liking his show. Now with long strokes of her hand she ran them over her cunt area and in her mind’s eye she saw the old man spurt his load all over his wanking hand. Even all this did not ease her horny state nor did it allow her the blessed orgasm she craved so dearly now.
Suddenly without thinking she found herself writing on a piece of white cardboard a message which went as follows; Mr Jenkinson, don’t waste your time all alone come over and sample what I have to offer! Alice.
Without thinking she held it up to the window and she swore she saw the curtains move. Now she flopped down onto the single bed and really began to dive her fingers into her hot wet centre of her sexual state. Ten minutes passed and no knock at the front door; twenty minutes and still no caller, after an hour Alice decided he was not cumming and unfortunately for her neither was she.
Sexually frustrated she reluctantly returned to the idea of a shower and spent a considerable time letting the hot streams of soapy water caress her tingling skin but she still could not make herself climax. Suddenly the scene was disturbed by the ringing of the house telephone; she grabbed a towel more to soak up the wetness of her skin than to hide her body and dashed downstairs to answer the call. It was Doctor Klamour who told her that she was lucky if she could make it; he had a cancellation at the end of his working day that could be ideal for her second appointment.
Alice was reluctant to return so soon especially as aroused as she was but she saw the sense in what the good doctor was suggesting and the clincher was when he said that in this case he could offer her a massive discount on the price of the appointment. So she agreed and reluctantly put the phone down before dashing back upstairs to choose what she was going to wear for her 6.30pm appointment. Half way through dressing the front door bell rang. She slipped her tracksuit on and hurried downstairs to see who it could be. It was old man Jenkins; red faced and sheepish; as he muttered if the offer still stands here I am.
For a split second she toyed with the idea of blasting him out for spying on her but time was of the essence and she nodded and allowed him to walk passed her. Pointing the way up to the back bedroom she climbed the stairs two at a time and Mr Jenkins could not help but smile as Alice butt cheeks looked like a couple of ferrets trying to get out of a sack.
Once in the bedroom both of them stripped without a word being spoken; dutifully Alice knelt in front of Wilbur Jenkins. She took a deep breath and then she leaned forward at the same time she opened her mouth and took Wilbur’s cock lovingly into her mouth. She was surprised and delighted as it responded easily. Now for an old man she thought his cock was nice and fat if a little short on the length; Eager to fuck this delicious young woman kneeling before him he instructed her to turn round and lean her head on to the edge of the bed.
Sliding in behind her; he took hold of his own cock and guided it gently to the entrance of her cunt; he then whispered that she should rut back on to his cock as fast as she liked. Alice seizing the opportunity did just that and rapidly threw her arse backwards, the pain was both instantaneous and short lived because now all she felt was a full feeling. Wilbur now took this as a sign and began fucking her at a slow steady rate until squealing Alice begged him to really fuck her slutty cunt and Wilbur was only too happy to oblige; pulling out at the very last minute before his eruption sent sprays of his spunk all over her back including the back of her hair. His hard cock never waned and he quickly pulled her up onto the bed and climbed between her legs allowing his cock to find its own way home and it did so; right in to her warm wet cunt. Now it was Wilbur’s turn to set the pace as he fucked her like a Tasmanian devil licking, sucking and biting her nipples as he did so.
Although Mr Jenkins enjoyed himself the same cannot be said for Alice; every time she seemed to be about to reach orgasm; Mr Jenkins seemed to reach his too so after shooting his sperm up her cunt or he would pull out and look as if to ask if Alice had managed to cum. By the time this had happened for the third time Alice found herself weeping uncontrollably, Mr Jenkins could not figure out why, he had done his best and she seemed to be enjoying what they did together. She managed to tell him it wasn’t his fault but she was becoming insane with these lustful urges which only seemed to get worse the more she tried to cure them. Alice suddenly looked at her wristwatch and shrieked that she was going to be late and then dashing around she managed to find all the clothes the pair had cast off with gay abandon. Without even thanking Mr Jenkins or even saying goodbye she shot into the shower room douched her cunt and then dressed and shot off to her appointment.