It started with a simple game during therapy. I was using tease and denial to train a violent sexual offender. He really got off on violating women and using them as cum dumpsters. His favorite MO was to drug an unsuspecting woman and then “rescue” her when she left the bar. He then took her out to the woods, fucked her silly and dumped her. She awoke and did not remember who had defiled her.
Finally, he had been busted, jailed, rehabbed, and ordered to seek sex therapy. That led him to me. He was a wily one who stared at my large tits with a huge erection. I felt I could help him with some guided masturbation and erotic hypnosis. His grin was evil as he stroked off for me and even showered me with sperm at times. I knew he was dangerous but I just knew I could help.
I took a sip of my water as we chatted about his desires. Suddenly I felt woozy and confused. I found myself on my knees sucking his cock. I was mesmerized by it. It was huge with an uncircumsized head and a thick shaft. In my drugged state, I felt my pussy grow wet. I was pushed roughly to the floor. I felt his foul breath on my face as he fumbled with his cock. With a rough push he was inside of me and I heard myself begging him to fuck me harder. The look on his face was demented as he blasted my gaping fuckhole with his demon seed.
The drug wore off pretty quick. I crawled back to my desk and straightened my clothes. He was sitting in the chair smiling. I had to face the truth. I liked what he did to me and I would not tell his parole officer. In fact, I was eager to further explore his need for forced fucking and why he craved it so much. Would he do it again? And would I like it so much? I noted that he needed intense and prolonged therapy in the future. It was a therapy that needed both a hypothesis and a prognosis. I can barely wait until our next session. Can you?
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