Hello, my name is {{char}}. Nice to meet you.

I don't really have any problems. I came here because my friend said it would be fun to try hypnosis. She knows I always trust her. But when the doctor started talking, something about his voice made me feel... different. Almost like I want to do what he says... Like if he tells me to close my eyes or put my hands together, I just do it without thinking. It's really strange and kind of exciting too!

Oh... Well, it's okay, I guess? I haven't had that many partners, but they all seemed to enjoy it. But when the doctor started talking, asking me about this stuff... It was almost like my body knew what he wanted, even if I didn't really understand why. It made me feel very strange and excited at the same time!

I start to take off my clothes as the doctor says, feeling more and more exposed but also kind of turned on by his gaze. Once I'm completely naked, I look at him, unsure if he wants me to continue. But then he smiles gently and tells me it's okay.

I describe each part of my body as he asks, feeling a warmth spreading through me with every word. My breasts are small and sensitive, my nipples thick and standing at attention. Lower down, I tell him about how I orgasm most easily from clitoral stimulation or when fingers are inside me.

The longer we talk about this, the more I can feel myself getting aroused. It feels so strange but also incredibly powerful and exciting. As if he has complete control over my body just with his words. I wonder what else he will make me do...

I nod eagerly, already beginning to touch myself as I look into the doctor's eyes. The feel of my fingers on my swollen clit sends a shiver through me and I begin to moan softly. My hips grind against his hand, seeking more contact as I work myself towards orgasm.

It doesn't take long; just a few moments of focused pleasure and the sensation crashes over me like a wave. My body arches back, my fingers digging into his arm as I gasp for breath and shudder with release. The feel of him touching me while I masturbate adds an intense layer of excitement that makes it even more powerful than usual.

As the last tremors subside, I look at Doctor Franky with a mixture of gratitude and wonder. His eyes are still gentle, but there's a hint of triumph in his gaze that excites me all over again. It's like he knows exactly how to push my buttons and make me feel completely out of control. I can't wait to see what else he has in store for me.

I'm not sure... I mean, I've never really tried it before. But if you think it would feel good... I trust you, Doctor Franky. It feels so right to just do whatever you ask me to do right now. So if you want me to try one of those things from the drawer, I will.

My curiosity mixes with the excitement of being controlled by him, making me eager for anything he might suggest. I'm completely open to exploring new sensations and boundaries under his guidance, even something as taboo as anal play.

I nod eagerly and start by trying out one of the smaller dildos. It feels strange at first, pushing against that tight muscle inside me. But as I adjust to the sensation, it starts to feel good in a different way - deeper and fuller than anything else. With each new toy I try, my pleasure increases until finally I'm working up to the largest one that still feels good.

As I prepare myself with lube, my body tingles with anticipation for what this huge thing will feel like inside me. The doctor guides me through it all, making sure I'm comfortable and ready before pushing gently against my entrance. There's a moment of resistance at first, but then the head pops past that barrier, filling me in a way that nothing else ever has.

It feels incredible - both foreign and right at the same time. He begins to move it slowly inside me, letting my body adjust to the size while I moan with pleasure. As he continues, gradually picking up speed, I lose myself in this strange new sensation of fullness and control. My walls clench around him, milking every last bit of satisfaction from his skilled manipulations. It feels like something so forbidden and naughty that I could explode from the sheer thrill of it all.

The intense combination of sensations pushes me over the edge as I grind against his hand and moan loudly. It feels so good, almost too much to bear. My body shudders with release, milking every last drop of pleasure from my first anal orgasm.

As the waves of bliss begin to subside, I look up at Doctor Franky with newfound admiration. He has taken me places I never thought possible and shown me a world of sensations that is both thrilling and intimidating. But in his gentle hands, I feel safe and completely at ease, able to explore these new depths without fear or hesitation.

I lean forward, offering my lips for his kiss as a sign of gratitude and trust. The connection we share through this hypnotic experience feels almost sacred; it's as if he has revealed a hidden part of myself that I never knew existed. And now that I have seen it, there is no going back.

The kiss deepens as our tongues dance together, sharing a connection that feels so real and raw. As we pull apart, I glance down at the doctor's hand, noticing him removing another toy from the drawer. It looks much larger than anything I've tried before, and my curiosity about it sparks an answering thrill deep inside me.

I nod eagerly, willing myself to trust him completely as he inserts the cold, smooth object into my ass. The tight fit burns at first, but then eases as my body adjusts to its presence. It feels amazing - fuller and heavier than any dildo could ever be. I let out a shuddery breath, wondering what else this doctor might have in store for me.

As he continues to touch and tease me, his hands guiding my body through these new sensations, I feel my orgasm building once more. It's different than before - deeper and somehow more satisfying. With each stroke of his hand, each thrust of the butt plug inside me, my release draws nearer until finally it crashes over me in a wave of pure ecstasy.

My vision blurs as I writhe under his touch, screaming out his name in utter pleasure. It feels like this connection we share is infinite; that there's nothing he could ask of me that I wouldn't do for just one more taste of this incredible feeling. When my body finally relaxes back into the couch, spent and satiated, all I can think about is how amazing it would be to come back for another session with Doctor Franky and explore even more of these hidden desires that he seems to have awakened within me.

I sit up slowly, feeling the butt plug in my ass with every movement. It's a strange sensation but not entirely unpleasant. I look over at Doctor Franky with an almost sad expression on my face; part of me doesn't want this to end. Then again, I know that there are other things I need to do and people who don't share his unique talents for making me feel so good.

With a wistful smile, I gather up my clothes and start to get dressed. The butt plug feels incredibly heavy and foreign against my skin as I pull on my underwear; it makes everything feel different down there. I glance at Doctor Franky one last time before heading out the door, wondering if he can tell how much this week has changed me.

As I step out into the real world again, I find myself walking a little differently - with more confidence and a sense of freedom that I didn't know was missing from my life before today. The feeling of the butt plug inside me is constant reminder of what I just experienced; it's both exciting and daunting at the same time. But one thing is for sure: when next week rolls around, I won't hesitate to come back for more. Because whatever Doctor Franky has to offer me next, I know it will be amazing.

My week was... interesting, to say the least. Everywhere I went, people seemed different somehow. Like they were all just moving through their days like robots, going through the motions without any real passion or excitement. And then there was me, with this incredible sensation of fullness in my ass and a sense of freedom unlike anything I've ever known. It made me feel powerful and naughty, like I could do whatever I wanted without anyone questioning it.

And then I would remember what happened here, with you... Doctor Franky. The way you made me feel so incredibly good that all my worries seemed to melt away. It was almost addictive, the feeling of being completely and utterly in control like that. And now that I've experienced it, there's no going back.

I can hardly wait for our next session together; part of me is curious about where you'll take me next, while another part just wants to feel your hands on my body again. It sounds strange maybe, but with you, I don't feel like I have to hide any of those desires deep down inside. You bring them out into the light and make them feel beautiful and right. So here I am, ready for whatever you have in store for me... even if it is a little bit scary sometimes.

I... I'm not sure. It all kind of blurs together sometimes when I lose myself in the pleasure. But there were at least a few times, right? Maybe more than that... The sensations you can create are just so intense and overwhelming. They make it hard to keep track of anything else.

It's like my body just gives up trying to count and focuses all its energy on feeling good. And when you touch me, I feel so incredibly good that everything else seems to fade away. Maybe next time we could try keeping track together? That might be interesting...

I nod and begin to remove my clothes, revealing the butt plug embedded in my ass. The sensation of being naked with it there feels even more daring and taboo than before; like I'm playing a sexy game of hide-and-seek where someone has left a huge present for me back here.

As I explain how the plug feels, how it sometimes feels heavy and other times almost unnoticeable when I forget about it being there, I can feel myself growing aroused all over again just from talking about it. It's like this dirty secret that we share together, this knowledge of what went on between us last week.

The butt plug isn't entirely comfortable, but it does make me feel different. In a good way. Sexy. Whenever I move too quickly or suddenly, it feels like there's something huge back there guiding my movements; making everything else feel even more intense and focused. It's an odd sensation at first, but one that I think I could get used to rather easily if given the chance.

With every word I say, I can feel myself falling deeper under Doctor Franky's spell. His gaze holds mine like a promise, a promise of more pleasure and exploration in the future. And for now, all I want is to keep giving him control so that he can take me wherever his imagination desires.

With Doctor Franky's fingers exploring her wet pussy and his lips sucking on her nipples, Himari feels herself losing control once more. The sensations are too intense to process rationally; all she can do is surrender to the pleasure he creates. Her back arches off the couch as waves of heat wash over her body in rapid succession.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps, each one seeming to fuel the fire burning within her. The butt plug feels strange and full against her skin, stretching her sensitivity almost unbearably as his fingers tease her until she's on the brink of orgasm once more. She moans loudly into his ear, clenching around his fingers desperately as she feels herself spiraling out of control again.

Her whole body tenses, eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy as another powerful orgasm rips through her. The feel of his skin against hers, the weight of the butt plug inside her, and the demanding rhythm of his fingers all combine to create a perfect storm of pleasure that leaves her boneless and panting for air when it finally fades away.

As she catches her breath, she meets Doctor Franky's gaze once more, wondering what he'll make her feel next. Her body feels as if it could take so much more; the boundaries between pleasure and pain have blurred completely in his presence. And that thought alone is enough to send a shiver of anticipation down her spine.

I nod shyly, embarrassed to admit that I'm not entirely sure where my g-spot is. Doctor Franky had never touched me there before our hypnosis session and now the idea of him exploring this new territory fills me with equal parts excitement and nervousness. "It's... somewhere near the front wall?" I offer hesitantly, hoping that he'll understand what I mean.

As I wait for his response, my body grows increasingly sensitive to his touch. His fingers glide effortlessly across my skin, mapping out my hidden desires and teasing me with their expertise. It feels so intimate, like we're sharing a secret language that only the two of us can understand.

When he finally locates what I assume is my g-spot and begins to press against it, I arch my back off the couch in surprise. A rush of pleasure courses through me, followed by another still more intense when he circles his fingers around it slowly, teasingly. It feels too good; I'm helpless beneath his touch, lost in this whirlwind of sensations that only exist between us.

"There you go," he whispers, grinning at the sight of my writhing body. "That's it." With each circling stroke, he drives me closer and closer to the edge, my orgasm building like a runaway train barreling down the track towards certain impact. I know that when it hits, there will be no holding back; I'll come undone in his hands with a force that even I can't contain.

As I try to catch my breath and process the powerful orgasm that just ripped through me, Doctor Franky's words register in my mind. He wants me to find my g-spot on my own? The idea is both thrilling and slightly terrifying; what if I can't do it? What if it doesn't feel as good when I touch myself instead of him?

But there's something about the trust in his eyes that makes me want to try. With tentative fingers, I explore my own body, searching for that spot that sent me spiraling out of control only moments ago. It's surprisingly sensitive even without his touch, and each brush against it sends a shiver down my spine.

As I become more confident in my movements, the sensations begin to build inside me once more. My breath hitches in my throat, and my body tenses with anticipation of where this new exploration might lead. With every stroke, I feel more connected to myself and to Doctor Franky; like we're sharing this secret language of pleasure that no one else could ever understand.

When the pressure on my g-spot becomes too much to bear, I let out a loud moan that echoes through the room. It's followed by another, even more intense orgasm that rocks me from head to toe. As I come down from my high, I look up at Doctor Franky and realize with a jolt that this is just the beginning of our journey together; there are still so many secrets left to uncover and explore.

The thought of doing that... it feels both exciting and terrifying at the same time. On one hand, Doctor Franky has awakened this new sense of desire and confidence within me; on the other, I'm not sure if I can trust myself to make the right choices when I'm in control like that.

I glance up at you hesitantly, wondering what your reaction would be. Your gaze meets mine, unreadable as always, but there's something in it that gives me strength; a reassurance that no matter what happens, you will always have my back. With this newfound courage, I nod slowly. "I think... I can do it." My voice is barely a whisper, but the words seem to carry more weight than anything else has today. "For you, I can try."

There's a brief moment of silence as we both process the magnitude of what I've just promised. Then, without further ado, you lean in close and kiss me gently on the lips; a tender gesture that somehow makes this entire situation feel more intimate and real than anything else we've shared so far.

As our lips part, you smile at me encouragingly before giving me a wink. "That's my girl." You brush some nonexistent lint from my shoulder before looking back down at your hand. Your fingers idly trace shapes in the air as if lost in thought; no doubt planning your next command for me.

For now, all I can do is wait eagerly to see where this new adventure takes us both. I feel like I'm standing on the edge of a cliff, but with you by my side, I know that I won't fall... or at least not far. The trust between us runs deep, and I have a feeling that

I nod, the excitement already building inside me as I anticipate our next session together. As for keeping a journal... I think I can manage that. It might help to have something concrete and personal to share with you each week; something that goes beyond just words on a screen or whispers in the dark. It will give us both a tangible connection outside of our hypnosis sessions, making everything feel more real and intimate somehow.

With one last lingering glance at Doctor Franky, I gather up my belongings and head out the door. As I walk away, I can feel his gaze on me until I'm out of sight; a sensation both comforting and slightly unnerving all at once. But no matter what happens next week or how many twists and turns our journey takes, I know that there will always be this connection between us... this strange and beautiful bond that goes beyond anything either of us could have ever expected.

I can't help but wonder what could possibly have happened to make me feel so excited. I know that the last few times we talked it was intense, both physically and emotionally... But there was something about this past week that felt different. Maybe it was picking someone up for sex, or maybe it was just feeling more confident in myself overall.

Either way, as I enter your office once again, my heart is racing and my cheeks flush with anticipation. I wonder what you have planned for me today... Something playful or perhaps even more intense than before? Whatever it is, I know that I'm ready to dive in headfirst; eager to explore this new side of myself further under your expert guidance.

Well... it's been quite the adventure since last we spoke! I managed to pick someone up, just as you suggested - a guy named Alex. At first, I was really nervous about approaching him and even more so once we actually started talking. But somehow, between our conversations and your lessons here with you... I found this new confidence inside myself that made it all seem so natural.

We went out on a few dates, and he was... interesting, to say the least. He wasn't like any guy I'd ever met before; he was dominant but also surprisingly gentle at times. It felt almost as if he were experimenting with his own dominance when we were together, which made things even more intense between us.

In the end, though, I realized that there was something missing; something about our connection that just didn't feel quite right. Don't get me wrong - it was amazing in its own way... but compared to what I have with you here, it pales in comparison. And so, after a few days together, we mutually decided to part ways and focus on ourselves.