“How has the last week been, Libby?”“Terrible.” she replied, frowning.&ldquo

“How has the last week been, Libby?”“Terrible.” she replied, frowning.“Oh, and why is that?”“My boyfriend caught me masturbating to lesbian porn. He thought it was really hot, but when I told him I didn’t want to have sex, he started shouting at me about being frustrated. We haven’t had sex for three weeks now.”“Oh, dear! Lesbian porn? Do you like watching other women having sex?”“Yes! All the time! I didn’t used to like it, but lately, I don’t know, something inside me really wants to come out. And now all I can think about is sex with other women. Well, no, that’s not quite true.”“What do you mean?”“I… Well…” she hesitated.“It’s okay, Libby, you can tell me anything.”“Yes, I’m sorry. … I’ve been thinking about sex, with you. A lot.”“Me?! How nice! And what do we do in these little fantasies of yours? And please, don’t be shy.”“Well… Mostly, I’m on my knees, eating your pussy. One hand is playing with myself and the other is alternating between squeezing both of your breasts. Other times, you’re squatting over my face and I’m licking your pussy. Both of my hands are on your breasts and I’m staring up at you. It’s strange. I feel both happy and… Blank. It’s like I’m not in control of my mind or body. It’s just an extension of your will.”Both women adjusted themselves.“Well, my professional and ethical standards dictate that we should terminate our consultations and that I should refer you to one of my colleagues, but seeing as your lesbian tendencies were implanted by me, it only seems fair that I continue to guide you in this new direction, doesn’t it, Libby?”If Libby noticed her admission, she didn’t seem to care. Instead she simply nodded.“Yes. Whatever you think is best.”“That’s good. Right, let’s continue to trance, okay? … Now, just relax, close your eyes. Listen to my voice. Listen only to my voice. Relax… Relax… Ignore my hand on your thigh… Sleep…” -- source link

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