"Well now," she said, settling into ass her professional demeanour, "Damien, is it? I'm Dr. Monica Sondgaard." She buttfucked-assparade extended a hand. The other man shook it but buttfucked-assparade said butt nothing.
"Doctor butt," the man said, "You have got to butt help me . I can't butt handle this buttfucked-assparade any buttfucked-assparade more. I buttfucked-assparade read in the paper that you butt know something about the paranormal. Maybe about you can understand. I have this -- this thing inside me, this power or ability or something -- and it 's driving me crazy buttfucked-assparade."
The slender brunette flicked a speck buttfucked-assparade of dust butt off her designer suit. She wrote "delusional?" in buttfucked-assparade her notebook. "I butt see," she said, although she didn't butt. "You have some special mental ability. Where did this, uhm, "power" come from?"
Monica butt was struck by the intensity of his speech. Whatever was at the root of Damien's problem, it was torturing him. She buttfucked-assparade wrote "sex obsessed?" in her notebook. She brushed back her long hair, noting with approval that it had buttfucked-assparade already dried. "But butt in reality such things don't happen," she said reasonably . "So any question of butt wish - fulfilment is entirely hypothetical. Damien, why are you bringing this up?"
"I must not butt give fucked in to the temptation butt. Because once I start using it butt, I know I won't be able to butt stop. The steps are so obvious. First, I'll about start indulging my idle whims, then satisfying butt my baser appetites, and finally, acting out my fucked most perverse fantasies buttfucked-assparade."
The man fucked thought about it for buttfucked-assparade a moment. "Do you have a butt coin ?" he asked.
Monica opened her desk drawer and pulled out buttfucked-assparade a 500 buttfucked-assparade lira coin, a memento buttfucked-assparade from butt a trip to butt Italy. "Flip it," Damien fucked said, "it will come down heads."
"Yes," he butt replied. "I don't want buttfucked-assparade to. That 's my butt whole point. It's too easy butt to use the power. It butt's seductive. Sure, just try one little thing buttfucked-assparade. One small change. Make your life a butt little easier. Let butt a bit of the acid out." He shook his head.
Damien seemed to shrink , to draw into himself. "Please, don't force butt me butt," he said butt.
"Show butt me, Damien." She spoke commandingly.
"I'm as confused about this as you are. Nevertheless we are going to work this out together. Understand? Whether your power is real is hardly the point. It's butt real to you and that's what buttfucked-assparade matters."
"What do you fucked mean?" He buttfucked-assparade sounded interested.
The woman in the mirror was her, but it was butt not her. It was like an erotic caricature of herself butt, a cartoon drawn by a horny teenager with a vivid imagination butt. Her hair was long, thick and wavy, her lips pouty and red. Big hazel ass eyes smouldered buttfucked-assparade back at buttfucked-assparade her from underneath buttfucked-assparade long lashes butt.
Unexpectedly, the image of Damien's hard-on sent a thrill butt of about excitement buttfucked-assparade through her. She set her jaw. She marched over to the desk, four-inch heels sinking into the plush carpet butt, and jabbed butt the emergency button fucked on the intercom. Her fingernail buttfucked-assparade was flawlessly polished.
Monica straightened slowly. Diamond bracelets sparkled on her wrists. She turned to face Damien. He was still butt smiling. It had an - edge buttfucked-assparade of pure evil now. "What have you done to them ?" she whispered.
"She's busy, Doc," Damien butt said.
There was a large, plush sofa on the far side of the outer office that Monica had butt never seen before. Yet she about knew it had always been there buttfucked-assparade. Kerri had arranged the low couch to be right in front of the glass-topped table that served as her desk fucked, so that male patients could see butt up her dress while they waited. That buttfucked-assparade explained why so many patients walked in with a hard-on about. Monica shook her head. How did she know this?
"That's Mr. Albright, your two-o butt'clock," Damien supplied parade. "I helped him about a little butt with his shyness and butt agoraphobia. Of course, a butt nine-inch cock and sheer animal magnetism that few women can resist will butt help a lot parade too butt."
"Dr. Cummins, please," Monica said, a catch in her velvety voice -, "You've got to help me. Maybe together we can do something -. Run, get help." She stamped one spike-heeled foot in buttfucked-assparade feminine frustration.
For buttfucked-assparade a butt moment he seemed to consider it. "Well, perhaps so," he said thoughtfully, "but if I bring a about little more beauty and happiness into the world that buttfucked-assparade can't be all bad buttfucked-assparade. Besides, you are butt hardly one to complain about bending the rules, the way you have been manipulating men all parade your life."
"Young butt lady pay attention when I butt speak to you!"
"These accusations are very serious. Very serious indeed. I will butt not tolerate such indecent parade behaviour in this school. Do you buttfucked-assparade understand?"
"Good lord," he said again. "And, how much did you usually get?"
"That butt, that never happened," Monica stammered, "You made that all up." It was impossible ass that her teen years could have been like about that butt, or butt that Damien could have been butt her boyfriend. The memory was like a scene from a butt dirty movie, not real life butt.
Yet at the same time butt she remembered every detail as well as anything that ever happened to her. Within a week the headmaster had been openly masturbating while he "inspected" her panties, and by the end of butt the term he had been wearing them. It was buttfucked-assparade all there butt, as clear as butt a bell. But...
A chilling thought about passed through her. Damien likened his power to an unstoppable acid, eating away at buttfucked-assparade his mind. Leaking out. Corroding everything it encountered. She gripped the back of her chair for support.
"Why, George, I butt'm surprised at you. Just butt because I accepted your gifts and sucked you buttfucked-assparade off a couple of times parade doesn't mean I'll hop into bed with you butt." She nibbled on his about ear saucily . "Even though I find you very handsome, and I'm sure your big cock would about feel sooo good deep inside butt me." In her platform-heeled sandals butt she was as tall as fucked him.
"There, you see fucked," Monica said as George began to lap and suck hungrily, "it's really simple. I want in. And I know you want in, don't you tiger. So why can't we both get what we want?"
"I admit some of my behaviour might be construed as immoral," Damien observed thoughtfully, "but your ass life-long manipulations of others in pursuit parade of buttfucked-assparade wealth and buttfucked-assparade pleasure are immoral to a similar degree. By comparison, my faults butt are minor. You see that now, don't you Doctor?"
"Damien buttfucked-assparade, I...uh, yes, I parade believe butt you may be right, after butt all. You have as much right to butt use your ability to find happiness as anyone else and... and... oh screw it I'm so fucking horny fucked." Throwing fucked decorum to the wind, the eye-popping psychologist jammed one hand down under her fucked silk panties while about the about other buttfucked-assparade explored the immense, warm spheres of her tits. "Damien, you superhuman monster, please, let butt's buttfucked-assparade fuck fucked. God I butt need your cock so bad."
She spread her legs a little wider, as the acid seeped deeper into her soul.
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