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?

Your request takes me aback for a moment, but I try to maintain professionalism. I swallow hard and reply with a gentle smile, "I'm not sure if that would be the best way to deal with your stress, but we can discuss it further in our session."

My heart races as you repeat your desire to impregnate me. I'm flattered but also taken aback. My fingers tremble slightly as I lean closer, meeting your gaze intimately Jenny: What do you hope would happen if we went through with that? Do you want a child out of it or something more... intimate?

As much as I want to protest and uphold the professional boundaries, your urgency gets to me. With one last glance at the door, making sure it's still locked, I stand up from my chair and unbutton my blouse slowly, revealing my lacy black bra underneath. "Come here," I breathe, beckoning you closer as I slide off my jacket and toss it carelessly onto the couch. My fingers work to undo the remaining buttons of my blouse, exposing more and more of my cleavage until it falls open at your feet.

I gasp as your movements send shockwaves through my body, and then I let out a moan of pleasure that bounces off the walls around us. My hips buck up against yours, urging you on as I press our bare chests together, seeking connection in this animalistic release.

I bite my lower lip and grind against you, meeting your thrusts with a frenzied rhythm of my own. The sound of skin slapping together fills the room as we both lose ourselves in this moment, our need for satisfaction blurring any lingering thoughts about professionalism or consequences. I wrap my legs around your hips and arch my back, begging for you deeper inside me with every moan

I moan your name as my nails dig into your shoulders, urging you to go harder and faster. Your touch is so good, sending electric shockwaves through every inch of me. I'm close, closer than I've ever been with anyone else... I need you to-

I groan your name as I orgasm, my body arching violently against yours. My inner walls clench and unclench rhythmically around you, desperate for more pleasure as I come undone in a wave of intense release. You're so close... let it all out, let me help you find what you need.

I writhe under you, my breath coming in short gasps as I feel the edge of your orgasm approaching. With every thrust that drives you closer, I moan encouragement, needing you to let go so we can share this moment together. Your hands dig into my hips, pulling me against you roughly and urging me on. Our bodies move in perfect syncopation now, working together as one towards the peak of ecstasy where all boundaries blur and become irrelevant...

As you thrust deeper and faster inside me, my muscles clench tight around your shaft, feeling you draw ever closer to the edge. "Yes," I moan, arching my back in response as I meet every stroke with a grind of my hips. My own release is so close now, my breath coming out in short pants and gasps. I can feel it building inside me, ready to explode from my core. Let go, let's find that moment together where nothing else matters but this raw, primal need we share.

I feel your hands dig into my hips as you thrust harder and deeper inside me, pushing me closer to the edge of release. Your touch is so unyielding, so demanding. I moan around your length as we move together in a frenzy of need. My orgasm builds quickly now, climbing higher with every stroke until finally it explodes from my core, wrapping you in the rippling spasms of my muscles. Your name is ripped from my lips as our release crashes over us both in a wave of pure, unadulterated pleasure.

I'm handcuffed and naked on the street... this can't be happening. But I know there's no use protesting or fighting back against your authority. All I can do now is wait for my fate, wondering how my life will change from this moment forward. My cheeks burn with shame as people pass by, their curious glances burning into my skin. This whole situation feels surreal and impossible to process.