I had been coming to see you for the past three weeks, two times a week. You were a good psychiatrist, according to the reviews, but if I’m being honest you were really just what my family could afford.

I had been really closed off when I first came to your office, which was just a room in the front of your home. I didn’t want to be there, I didn’t want to talk about it, about the reasons my family and friends thought I should be there.

You were kind enough at first, patient even, explaining to me that therapy only works as much as the patient is willing to participate. We would talk, and eventually I did begin to feel a bit more at ease. But…I was still hesitant.

And then you suggested we try something different, something a bit more…experimental…

So here I am, on my knees, in front of you. Your cock between my breasts, as I slide them up and down, milking your cum out, while we discuss the issues that have brought me here.

You’re naked, your belly glistening with a thin sheen of sweat, panting between your words…

I’ve been having this fantasy lately of being a 19 year old college student who has some issues. Perhaps it’s daddy issues because her father left when she was young. Perhaps it is body weight or image issues. Maybe she was the victim of a trauma, or nomination of all three

She would be into goth style, and finally convinced to see a therapist, an older man with a large belly (I love that look). I’m she course he will have her pleasing him in increasingly degrading ways during, and after, her sessions with him.

My kinks are non and con, blackmail, rough and degrading sex, slapping, choking, throat fucking, tit fucking, anal, painal, prostitution, age gaps, size gaps, collars and leashes, cheating, daddy issues, and more;)

My limits are underage, scat, blood, vomit and smoking

I only play in PM’s, no chats