"Kerri 2, please tell me nothing has come up 2 while I was out."
The man did as she instructed 2, breathing in enter deeply three times, then letting it out slowly. He seemed a little calmer when he was done.
"Doctor," the man said 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip, "You enter have got to help me. I can't handle this any more vip. I read in the paper that you know something about the paranormal 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip. Maybe you can america understand . I have - this -- this thing inside me, this power naughtyamericavip or ability 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip or something -- and it america's driving me crazy 2."
"Those thoughts america are mostly pretty 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip harmless, right? They're momentary fantasies. A man sees a 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip pretty girl on the street and he 2 thinks, 'wow 2, nice ass. I wonder what she would look like bending over on a diving board vip.' A moment later he has forgotten all about it."
"But what if he could fulfil these enter fantasies, however fleeting? What if he could make the girl stop and strip and bend over so 2 he 2 could admire 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip her behind? What if america he could make a 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip sexy schoolgirl jump into 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip his lap on the bus and make out with him until her stop 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip? Better yet, what if he could 2 transform any ordinary schoolgirl naughtyamericavip into a 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip teenage sexpot and have 2 her fuck him 2 on the bus in front of everybody . What if he could america instantly fulfil all the selfish 2, base, lustful desires that - float around naughtyamericavip in the bilgewater of vip everybody's unconscious naughtyamericavip mind? What would become of him then 2?"
Monica was struck by the intensity america of his speech. Whatever was at the root of Damien's problem, it was torturing him. She wrote "sex obsessed?" in her notebook. She brushed america back vip her long hair, noting with approval that it had already dried enter. "But in reality such things don't happen," she said reasonably . "So any question of wish fulfilment is america entirely hypothetical. Damien, why 2 are 2 you bringing this up?"
"I - know 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip this is america all true naughtyamericavip. Yet the effort of not using the power is - getting to be more than I can bear. I can america feel the power inside me: tempting me enter, eroding my willpower, wearing naughtyamericavip away at my moral convictions."
Monica sat down 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip again. She noticed his eyes on her nylons but decided not to pull 2 down 2 her miniskirt . Let him look. Better men naughtyamericavip should admire her shapely legs than 2 ignore her small chest.
The trick with america the coin was impressive. Did he know in advance the coin was not fair 2? Had he switched coins somehow? There were any number of ways america he america could be fooling her. The question was, why? Some people america liked to visit therapists for vip the attention, toying with them without any interest in treatment, but this man did not seem 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip like that type 2.
Oh 2 boy, Monica thought privately. This was getting weird. "OK, Damien. We'll work this out together. So far though, your conviction has not matched the evidence. All 2 I've seen you do 2 is a coin trick. You will have to do better than that to convince me."
Damien was leaning over, his hands clasped in his lap. "I asked you not to make me do america that. Oh god, it's so damned 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip easy."
"Let naughtyamericavip's consider, for the sake 2 of 2 argument america, that you really have some sort of extraordinary power 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip. What makes you 2 so certain that it 2 will harm you? Can't you learn 2 to use it, test it out a little at a time, tame the beast before it devours you?"
"Yes, but the temptation, the temptation will 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip always be there."
"Frankly, I have no idea. I don't really know what I'm dealing with here 2. But 2 I am certain that nothing is 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip to 2 be gained, in your life in enter general or your therapy with me -, from you blaming yourself for naughtyamericavip all humanity's frailties."
Unexpectedly, the image of Damien's 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip hard-on sent a thrill of excitement through her. She set her jaw. She marched over to - the desk, four-inch heels sinking into the plush carpet, and jabbed 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip the emergency button on the intercom. Her fingernail was flawlessly polished.
The 2 line went - dead.
Monica america straightened slowly. Diamond bracelets sparkled on her wrists enter. She turned to face Damien. He was still smiling. It had an edge of pure evil now. "What have you done to them 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip?" she 2 whispered.
He was still grinning. "Ah, but Doc, I 2'm not ordinary people any more america, am I? I 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip'm something more. Besides, it's too late for me.
"Ah america, don't worry Doc, she -'s right here. I brought her with me 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip. He flipped a hand lazily and the locked door to Monica's office swung open. "Hey, sweetmeat vip, wiggle your tail in here," he said offhandedly.
Monica looked out to her outer office. Kerri, would be at her desk. She could get help! "Kerri!" she shouted, as loud as she could 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip.
At the moment, the sofa was occupied. Kerri was on the bottom, or at least a busty centrefold model that looked like Kerri 2, wearing 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip nothing but fishnet stockings and her trademark black patent sandals with 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip six-inch platform heels. She had her legs in the air. She was panting loudly as naughtyamericavip she was 2 vigorously fucked by 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip a musclebound man vip that Monica vaguely america recognized.
The blonde was shaking her head sadly. "I'm sorry Dr. Sondgaard, I 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip can't 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip do that 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip," she explained 2. She was wearing black , thigh --high 2 boots, the 2 tightest Monica had ever seen. The sleek leather glistened as she sidled up to where Damien was 2 sitting 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip, managing her 2 high 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip-high heels with an ease that could only come america from long practice. Just watching her made Monica tingle.
"You see, he 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip can change anything he wants. This power america of his -- it's irresistible! Eventually he even changed me. I adore him america, Dr. Sondgaard. I'm utterly devoted now." The lace -and-leather 2- clad professor looked down on her student with a worshipful gaze, tussling his 2 hair absently. Damien made a little clucking sound and patted his knee. Monica 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip expected Alicia naughtyamericavip to sit in his lap, but instead she sank to her booted knees beside him and 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip laid her 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip head naughtyamericavip in his lap like america a dog.
"These accusations are very serious. Very - serious indeed america. I will not vip tolerate such indecent behaviour 2 in this school. Do you understand america?"
Monica shuffled one dainty foot back and forth. "Uhm, well, sir 2 I don america't actually change them. I just uh, give them to the boy 2 who wants them vip so bad ." She tossed him little flicks of her big america hazel eyes while idly toying with the hem 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip of her america kilt.
"And to ensure your compliance, you will report to my office once 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip each day for inspection."
"Inspection? Sir?"
Monica giggled. "I own america him," she whispered, nibbling on 2 his ear. "He's probably in there stroking himself right now 2." She kissed him deeply. "I'm so 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip turned on," she whispered, many 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip seconds later.
George groaned in 2 helpless 2 lust. He began to paw and grope hungrily 2, while Monica encouraged him with more 2 kisses. There was a patient on the other side of the curtain but he 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip was heavily sedated and Monica - didn't care.
"Oh sweet heaven how could I 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip have forgotten that," Monica gasped, her face flushed with heat. She collapsed into her chair, breathing hard 2. She ran one hand over her stupendous chest, feeling america the hard, sensitive vip nipples. Acid. There was acid everywhere now, flooding her mind, eating away at - her resolve, dissolving her conscience into smoke.
Monica groaned lustfully, her fingers flying inside her pussy. Damien paused at the door while his graduate supervisor struggled to america her booted feet and joined him 2. "Bye 2 Dr. Sondgaard." she said. "Thanks for everything. I'm vip so glad you could help him."
Monica leaned back in her plush leather chair and plopped her four and 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip a 2 half inch 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip heels up on the desk 2. She was wearing her favourite hip-boots 2, soft vip as butter and tight as a coat america of paint. She pulled up her brief skirt and 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip ran her hand lovingly naughtyamericavip up and down one black-encased 2 leg.
Monica knew 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip what the article said because she had pretty much written it herself. The young journalist that came to interview 2 her had been unprepared either 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip for Monica's looks or her sexual manipulations. With a little help from some pills she slipped into her america drink, Monica soon had the girl so 2 dazed and entranced she naughtyamericavip hardly knew her own name. Lolling like an idiot 2, she opened her laptop and typed up the article right there america, as Monica - whispered the sentences into 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip her ear.
"Thanks, Kerri," Monica replied. Her appointment at one was a man named Damien. He hadn't vip said much when he booked the appointment 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip, except that his problem was unusual.
"Oh my," she - breathed, turning the gleaming device over in her hands. "This is special." There 2 was an 2 inscription along america one side. Engraved 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip in 2 elegant script, it read 2americanaughtyvip-naughtyamericavip, "To Dr. Sucksgood, one naughtyamericavip swell shrink."
She spread her legs a little wider, as the 2 acid seeped deeper 2 into her soul.
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