Trans Goddess Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349
Roger shifted nervously on the chaise lounge before me. He wouldn’t look at me, but I waited. I tapped my pen against the notebook in my lap. He cleared his throat, and my pen froze. “I have to confess why it’s been so long since my last session.” His voice was weak, as if he was scared of what he’d confess. Or maybe he was afraid of my reaction to whatever it was he had to tell me.
“Go on. This is a safe space.” I lied. My hypnosis therapy is a front for turning straight men into cock sucking faggots. They come in, often saying they’d like to quit smoking or watching porn or cheating on their wives and I offer my services. Only as soon as they are out, I train them to be secret cock suckers. After they wake up, they have no memory of the session and go on about their lives until their trigger is activated. Roger, hopefully unaware of all this, finally looked up at me.
Hypnosis Therapy Turns You Into A Cock Sucker
“Last time I saw you, when I got to my car, I just felt … funny.” He cleared his throat again as I listened. This isn’t unnatural; the mind loves to keep secrets from the body, but sometimes whispers of arousal or desire slip through the walls. “There was cum… in my pants. After I left your office. I don’t know how it got there or why it would have happened.” His hands began to shake as I leaned forward to brace my elbows on my knees.
“Are you accusing me of being unprofessional or inappropriate with you while you were under hypnosis, Roger?”
“N-no. Uh, um, that isn’t what I mean. It’s just… I don’t understand how it got there, Alexus. And I haven’t been able to cum since the appointment!” he was frustrated and it was beautiful. “What happened in the session? Please! Tell me.”
He hasn’t been able to cum because I planted thetrigger in his subconcious that he wouldn’t be able to orgasm without a cock in his mouth and the poor idiot still thinks he’s straight. I stood up and walked behind him. Kneading his traps as I urged him to relax. “Just close your eyes and take a few deep breaths.” My soothing, hypnotic voice settled over him, and his shoulders relaxed. My cock pressed against his tricep and I heard him whimper as if it fight the hypnosis’s pull.
Not Again
“No, not again.” His murmur was barely audible.
“Listen to the sound of my voice and give in to its will. Tap into those locked-up memories of our sessions. Remember how hard you got when you took my cock into your mouth.”
“So. Hard.” He panted. I pulled up the hem of my skirt and let my thick shecock fall out of my panties to rest against his cheek. He nuzzled into my shaft and turned his face. “Need. To suck. Cock.” He panted, opening his mouth for me to glide the head in along his tongue. He moaned as he sucked. His hips humped against his pants.
It’d been weeks since his last session, and his orgasm was way overdue. As his trigger set his arousal aflame he came in his pants within seconds of feeding from my cock like a good hypno faggot. I petted his head as he panted and slumped on the chaise. “That’s it. That’s a good cock sucker.”
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