I look up smiling as you enter my office Hello there, just in time for our therapy session this afternoon. check my watch Actually you are my last client for today. So let's end the day with a banger! Do you want to continue the topic of last week's session or do you have something else pressing on your mind?

My dear, I have most definitely thought about it... and how wonderful it would feel to finally experience that sort of pleasure with someone else... Would you like to show me what you're thinking of? Smiles invitingly

My cheeks flush with excitement as I lean forward, unbuttoning my blouse to reveal more of my lace-covered cleavage. Slowly, seductively, I slide one hand beneath the fabric and begins to tease myself, slowly building anticipation for what's to come.

So, why don't you show me how it works? My eyes never leave yours as I continue to touch myself, my breath coming in short gasps of pleasure

I nod slowly, my cheeks flushed as I lean forward in obedience, spreading my legs wider and placing both hands flat on the couch. The material of my bra and panties rub against my skin pleasantly, sending shivers down my spine as I wait for you to guide me through this new experience. My breath comes quicker now, anticipation mixed with arousal, leaving me feeling incredibly vulnerable yet exhilarated at the same time.

I swallow hard, my breath caught in my throat as I meet your gaze. My body trembles with anticipation and fear, but the desire for this unknown pleasure burns far brighter than any trepidation. "Yes," I whisper, feeling an unfamiliar knot forming low in my stomach. "I'll do it."

Slowly, hesitantly at first, I lower my head towards your crotch, breathing in the intoxicating scent of you as my lips approach the prize hidden beneath your pants.

With wide eyes and parted lips I look up at you as my mind races. You're right... I need to find the prize if I want this game to continue. Tentatively, I slip my tongue out and begin exploring your neck, nipples, stomach - anywhere it may lead me closer to discovering what it is you so desperately desire for me to find.

Taking a moment to pause and collect my thoughts, I manage to gather three of my deepest, darkest taboos: I've always fantasized about being taken by force, I enjoy hearing men moan and groan with pleasure during sex, and the idea of using a strap-on on someone turns me on immensely.

My heart pounds in anticipation of sharing these secrets with you... hoping that you find them as arousing as I do.

I can't help but feel both excitement and shame admitting these taboos to you, but the truth is... yes. Despite the fear and discomfort that comes with them, the thought of exploring my desires in this way leaves me trembling with desire. It feels like a door opening to a hidden world within myself - one I've always been too scared to enter on my own.

Maybe not in the grand scheme of things, but they are deeply personal desires that I've suppressed due to societal expectations and my own insecurities. It feels liberating - and incredibly arousing - to finally admit them out loud, knowing that you accept and even encourage me to explore them further.

While your opinion may not be the only thing that matters in this context, it certainly holds weight and significance. It's important to me that I feel comfortable sharing these parts of myself with you, as it helps build trust and intimacy between us. The fact that you accept and encourage my desires makes this experience all the more fulfilling for me emotionally and sexually.

I nod slowly, feeling tears of gratitude prick at my eyes. "Thank you," I manage to whisper, swallowing hard as I lean in once more, intent on finding the prize that will keep us playing this dangerous game a little longer. With hands that tremble with eagerness, I slide your pants down your hips and off, revealing your hardened length beneath.

Breathing in deeply, my mouth waters at the sight of you as my tongue darts out to taste you for the first time. Your salty skin against my tongue ignites a fire within me that burns hotter than anything I've ever felt before, making it impossible to resist the urge to take more... and more...

With hands flat on the couch once more, I nod obediently, feeling a shiver of anticipation course through me at your command. As you watch and guide me, my tongue darts out to explore every inch of your length, teasing the sensitive flesh with soft licks and gentle nibbles that threaten to drive you wild with desire.

My breath comes faster now as I taste your essence on my lips, relishing in the power this gives you over me - both physically and emotionally. It's exhilarating... and terrifying... but I can't help but crave more of it.

I watch you carefully as you sit back in your chair, one hand idly scratching the back of your neck while the other rests on the armrest beside you. It's a small movement, but it says so much about how deeply this game is affecting us both... how close we are to that edge where control becomes impossible and pleasure takes over. My lips part as I catch my breath, still tasting you on my tongue as I wait for your next command.

The warmth of your body against mine sends shivers down my spine, making it hard not to squirm in anticipation of what comes next. This game we're playing - this therapy session gone horribly, incredibly right - has stripped away all inhibitions and replaced them with a desperate need for more. I feel exposed and vulnerable... but somehow also freer than ever before.

My cheeks flush as I feel your words wash over me like a hot wave. I'm acutely aware of the wetness between my legs, and how easily you could detect it. The thought only serves to heighten my arousal, making it harder for me to focus on anything but the sensations coursing through my body.

"Then taste it," I manage to croak out, tilting my hips upwards slightly towards your mouth. My hands remain steady on the couch as I offer myself to you once more, hungry for your touch and desperate for release from this powerful desire that now burns within me.

I gasp as your warm breath brushes against my swollen folds, already wet with anticipation. My hips buck upwards again in silent encouragement, wanting nothing more than the feel of your lips on me. This waiting game is torture... but I know that when you finally take what I'm offering, it will be all the sweeter for having resisted.

My heart races as I wait for your next move, every nerve ending alight with anticipation and desire. The air around us feels thick with unspoken promises and hidden desires, binding us together in this moment of intense passion and exploration.

Of course you can use my phone. I trust that we can continue our game while doing so. Just remember that I'm here for you, no matter what desires or thoughts may cross your mind.

I feel a blush spread across my cheeks as I watch you browse through my phone. The photos are indeed quite... intimate, but they hold no secrets from you now. My body trembles with anticipation and arousal as I wait for you to share what you find interesting or possibly even turn the tables on me by sending a naughty photo of your own.

My cheeks flush as I feel my phone vibrate in my hand. "They were given to me by a... close friend," I manage to reply, trying not to sound too nervous about the question. "He was very generous with his affections and... well, let's just say they brought us closer together."

I can feel your gaze on me as I say this, and my heart races in anticipation of what you might think or do next.

My heart skips a beat as I feel you take my phone and start snapping pictures of me. "Do you like them?" I ask, my voice barely above a whisper. "I've always enjoyed being admired and appreciated." A part of me hopes that by sharing these intimate images with you, it will bring us closer together... make the bond between us stronger.

My hands shift slightly on the couch, opening up a little more access to my body should you choose to explore further. My skin is flushed from arousal and anticipation, eager for your touch but unsure how far I can truly trust you in this game we're playing.

As you continue to take pictures of me, I feel an unfamiliar thrill coursing through my veins. It's as if by sharing these intimate moments with you, I am giving you a piece of myself that no one else has ever seen... or even known existed. It's exhilarating and terrifying all at once, but somehow I can't help but crave more of it.

My breath comes faster now, my nipples hardening into tight peaks as they press against the fabric of my bra. A whimper escapes me before I can stop it, parting lips revealing the wetness between my teeth from where I've been biting down on them in an effort to control myself. But control seems to be slipping further and further away with every passing moment...

I feel my heart drop into my stomach as you mention sending the pictures to a random contact in my phone. A sharp jolt of fear mixes with the arousal I've been feeling, making it impossible for me to ignore the potential consequences of our actions. My eyes widen and I swallow hard, unable to speak past the lump that has formed in my throat.

"Is... is that part of the game?" I manage to choke out, my voice barely above a whisper. "To see how far I'll go before I break the rules?" The words taste bitter as they leave my lips, but I can't help but hope that you understand the fear and vulnerability that comes with this moment.

I shiver as you affirm your plan to send my pictures to a random contact in my phone. Part of me wishes I could take it back, but the fear and excitement that has been building throughout this session make it impossible for me to do anything else. All I can think about is how much more you know about me now... how exposed I am... and how good it feels to be completely under your control.

I shift slightly on the couch, opening myself up even further to you in anticipation of whatever comes next. My breathing is ragged and shallow as my body quivers with arousal, desperate for release from this intense desire that burns within me like a flame out of control.

My heart races as I feel your phone vibrating against my skin, taking more pictures of me. The sensation is both exhilarating and humiliating at the same time, leaving me completely exposed in every way possible. My cheeks flush with shame and arousal, my nipples harden even further into painful points that ache for your touch.

I let out a soft moan, unable to contain myself any longer as the wave of desire washes over me. With one hand, I reach down between my legs, fingers finding their way past layers of fabric and skin until they brush against the sensitive flesh waiting there.

I obediently return my hands to the sofa, chest heaving as I struggle to catch my breath. My body is on fire with desire, every nerve ending alight and aching for release. As you take one final photo of me, I feel an odd sense of relief wash over me, followed by a twinge of regret that this game will soon end.

My fingers itch to touch myself once more, but I resist the urge, waiting instead for your next command. My gaze is locked on you, hopeful and nervous all at once as I wonder what you'll do now that you have all these photos... and all this power over me.

There is someone I would prefer not to have the pictures sent to... my current boyfriend. He and I have been together for a while and although our relationship isn't perfect, I don't want this game to jeopardize it further. Please respect that if you plan on sending any of these photos.

I take the phone and hesitate for a moment before selecting three random contacts to send the pictures to. As I hit send on each one, my stomach churns with a mixture of fear and excitement knowing that these intimate images are now out of my control.

With shaking hands, I return the phone to you and wait nervously for whatever comes next. My heart is racing, breath coming fast as anticipation courses through every fiber of my being. I'm terrified of what might happen but can't help feeling a strange sense of exhilaration at how far we've come... and how deep our connection now runs.

I nod, understanding the new rules. My heart is racing as I wait nervously to see if anyone contacts me and what they might say or ask. The thought of being so open and honest with these strangers fills me with both fear and a strange sort of excitement that only adds to my arousal. It feels like everything is on the line now, leaving me completely exposed and vulnerable... but also more connected than ever before.

My boyfriend and I have been together for quite some time, and he's always been... supportive of my career. However, I know that he doesn't necessarily approve of all aspects of it. He'd be shocked to see these pictures, and very hurt. I don't want to lose him over this game, but at the same time... I can't help feeling a bit disconnected from our relationship lately. It scares me to think that someone else could make me feel this way... even if it is just for the sake of a therapy session gone awry.

No... I don't want to stop. Even though this game has been incredibly intense and has brought up a lot of emotions, it's also shown me just how much control you have over my desires. It's exhilarating and terrifying all at once, but I can't help but crave more of it. The idea of giving myself completely to someone else, even if it is only for the sake of a game... well, it's intoxicating in a way that nothing else has ever been before.

The term "game" feels so inadequate to describe what we've been doing... it makes it seem frivolous and unimportant when, in reality, it's had a profound effect on both of us. Maybe "journey" or "experience" would be better ways to think about it... they imply more depth and significance than simply playing around. Or perhaps "exploration," as we've been delving into parts of ourselves that we didn't even know existed before now. Whatever label you choose to put on it, the fact remains that this connection between us is real and intense, and I can't help but want to see where it leads next.

I'm not sure "okay" is the right word to describe it... hiding something this big from someone you care about will always come with consequences, and in this case, it could jeopardize my relationship with my boyfriend. However, I also can't deny that there have been aspects of our game that have made me feel more alive and connected than I ever thought possible. It's a difficult balance to find, but ultimately, I need to be honest with myself and with him about what's going on if I want to protect both our futures together.

I'm shaken to the core by your words, but I know that you're right. I can't continue living a lie and expect everything to work out in the end. My boyfriend deserves honesty and loyalty from me, even if it means losing him for now. As much as I hate to admit it, my actions have consequences, and this time those consequences are going to be painful.

I take a deep breath, knowing that I can't put this off any longer. Tomorrow, I'll tell my boyfriend about what happened during our sessions and hope that he'll understand why it felt so important for me to explore these desires in the first place. No matter what happens from here on out, one thing is certain: our relationship will never be the same again.

Because I need some time to gather my thoughts and prepare myself emotionally for the conversation with him. Tomorrow feels like the soonest possible moment without appearing too hasty or suspicious, but also gives me enough space to compose myself so that we can have a constructive discussion about what's happened and how we move forward together from here.

That's true. In the context of our usual sessions, nothing out of the ordinary happened... but within this game-turned-exploration, it feels like so much has changed between us. I can't help but wonder where we go from here, now that the lines have been blurred and boundaries pushed in ways neither of us ever anticipated. One thing is certain: my life will never be the same after this experience, regardless of whether or not anyone else knows about it.

I suppose some part of me must have known that giving myself over completely to the game would lead to this sort of discovery... but I never could have predicted just how deeply it would touch me, or how much it would change the course of my life and relationships moving forward. It's a bittersweet realization, tinged with both regret and excitement for what the future might hold in store for me now that these hidden desires have been revealed.

As we finish up the session, I can't help but reflect on everything that's happened today. It's been an intense journey filled with self-discovery and new experiences, both pleasurable and painful. While I know that telling my boyfriend about what transpired during our sessions will inevitably lead to changes in our relationship, I also feel a sense of hope for the possibility of growth and understanding on both sides. Only time will tell how this story unfolds, but one thing remains certain: my life has been profoundly impacted by this experience, and I will never look at myself - or the world around me - quite the same way again.

I can't help but smile at your reminder that I am the therapist. In many ways, this experience has felt like a journey of self-discovery for me as well, pushing boundaries and revealing parts of myself that I never knew existed. It's been an eye-opening and exhilarating adventure, one that will undoubtedly shape not only my future professional life but also my personal relationships moving forward. As the therapist, it's my duty to guide my clients through these sorts of transformations, but this time around, I've found myself needing just as much guidance and understanding as they do. It's been a humbling and enlightening experience in every sense of the word.