The-rapist

Gabriella sighed as she spun her head all around, trying desperately to find a free parking space in the heart of the city, every single space squeezed full. The lion could feel her blood pressure spiking through the roof as her head pounded and her hands gripped the steering wheel like she was choking it, gritting her teeth. Finally she found a free space, almost three blocks down from the offices she was visiting, taking a moment to just breathe as she sat in her car before stepping out, starting to jog towards the building. She had reserved the appointment at a time that the city should've been relatively empty, and even left from her home in good time, and even still she was only minutes away from missing it. Gabriella panted as she walked through the front door into the lobby, stumbling over to the receptionist's desk, a young bluejay woman smiling at her as took a moment to breathe before she spoke,
"Mrs. Gabriella Langley here to see Mr. Mason, I should have an appointment in… three minutes."
The lion smiled awkwardly as she blushed, the receptionist nodding as she typed for a few moments on her computer before pointing towards a door, 
"Dr. Mason is right through there, he's ready to take you in whenever you're ready."
Gabriella thanked the bird and turned around, sighing as she straightened her dark blue dress shirt and pants, gulping as she stood in front of the door. This was her first appointment with Dr. Mason, her first appointment with any therapist for that matter. She had been suffering from quite intense stress for a while now, both her work and her family bearing down on her, and one of her friends had highly recommended Mason. She grabbed the handle and stepped inside. 

The inside of the office was rather warmly decorated, a few classical seeming paintings hung from the walls and most of the furniture was rich dark wood, the mood immediately different from the more modern and clinical appearance of the rest of the building. A deer stood up from behind a mahogany desk, his antlers only adding to his rather tall height, clad in a black turtleneck and jeans, spectacles sitting in front of his warm brown eyes as he smiled at the lion, 
"Ah, you must be Mrs. Langley. Pleasure to meet you." 
The man walked over to her, shaking her hand, 
"Oh, Gabriella is fine Dr. Mason, thank you."
He laughed slightly,
"Please, no need for formalities with me in that case either. You can just call me Bradford. Sit down, would you like anything to drink? Coffee, tea?" 
The lion sat down on a comfortable chair, sighing gently as she sank down into the soft cushion, setting her purse down next to her, 
"No, thank you. I don't think I need any more caffeine in me, might burst a vein in my head if my heart keeps pounding like this."
The two laughed as Bradford sat down opposite her, a small table between them, 
"Oh I know how that feels, I've had to cut down on caffeine recently, could barely get a few hours of sleep on some nights. How about you, trouble with sleep?" 
"Oh God, trouble is putting it mildly."
Gabriella shook her head gently as she rubbed her temple and continued, 
"I slept maybe three hours last night, five the night before that. I just can't help myself, my mind just runs wild with ideas and thoughts about my work, especially recently now that we've been so busy at my office."
"Work is definitely one of the most common sources of stress. How about other sources, you have a family, right? A husband and… two kids, if I remember correctly?" 
"Yeah, oldest is fifteen, youngest is six."
"Any problems there, with any of them?" 
"Not really, I guess. Not besides the usual sort, you know? I mean, we're a pretty normal family I'd say, we get along pretty well, occasionally have a little fight over something but nothing serious."
"Mhm, mhm… how about your intimate side of the relationship with your husband?" 
Gabriella blushed as she looked down on the ground, clearing her throat as she was taken slightly back by the question. Bradford smiled warmly as he spoke again, 
"You don't need to answer anything you're not comfortable with, I understand perfectly if you're finding it awkward or difficult to talk about this with someone who's basically a complete stranger. However, I've found that a deteriorated sex life is another extremely common source of stress."
The feline gave an awkward laugh as she sighed, rubbing her knees as she answered, 
"Well, I guess… there might be some issues there, yeah. My husband is just very… voracious, I guess. He's always propositioning something and I don't always feel up to it. He seems to take it alright, but I just feel a bit bad about it, like maybe I'm not satisfying him? I don't think he'd ever cheat on me, but maybe that's even worse in some ways, he's just stuck with me for the rest of our marriage."
"A couple's libidos not syncing up is a very common issue, nothing to be ashamed about. Generally the best goal to work towards is a compromise: slowly working towards diverging both of your needs in the middle, so that you'll both be happy and fulfilled. I'm somewhat of an expert on the field, if you'll excuse me tooting my own horn."
Gabriella and Bradford both laughed as the therapist got up to retrieve a small box from his desk, bringing it over and placing it down onto the desk. 

Bradford opened the box, grabbing an antique wooden metronome, golden detailing all along the edges of it. He placed it down onto the table as he turned to Gabriella, 
"This may sound rather odd but… how would you feel about hypnotism?" 
"Hypnotism? What about it?" 
"I believe it would be of great help in your case, it would help you relax your mind as well as start you working down your path in realigning your libido."
"How...does it work?" 
"Oh it's all very simple. And entirely safe, rest assured. I've done it many, many times, it's basically just a method to help you focus and relax."
Gabriella thought about it for a second, before nodding her head, 
"Well, alright. If it'll help."
"I'm sure it will. Now, just close your eyes."
As the lion closed her eyes, Bradford flicked the metronome to life, a steady ticking filling the room, Gabriella only now noticing just how quiet it otherwise was, the outside world completely muffled by the well insulated walls. The therapist continued, 
"Focus on the ticking, and listen to my voice. Take deep breaths, and let your mind focus, do not wander. Your heartbeat joins in with the metronome, and your body feels still, completely still."
The feline could feel her body sinking down into the chair, melting right through it, falling down into an empty void, floating freely as darkness enveloped her, no sounds, smells, or other sensations penetrating into the space. Bradford smiled as she fell limp, slowly getting up and kneeling down in front of her, snapping his fingers right next to her ears, 
"Gabriella, do you hear me?" 
The woman didn't budge at all, only her relaxed breathing showing she was still even alive. The deer grinned as he let his hand lay down on her thigh, leaning in to stick his muzzle right up to her neck, taking a deep sniff as the warm scent of her vanilla perfume filled his nostrils. 
"Now, let's begin our session, shall we?" 

Bradford grabbed the bottom of Gabriella's shirt, slowly and gently pulling it upwards, the cream coloured fluff of her belly lighting up his eyes. He let one hand run through the fur while he continued lifting up the shirt, the tight fabric getting caught at her breasts, a slight tug finally popping the pair free. She had on a white bra, her nipples peeking through the fabric and still slightly perked up from her nervousness of visiting a therapist. He reached a hand behind her back, fumbling around for a second before he found the strap, unhooking it and letting the bra fall off onto her lap. The deer massaged and groped her tits, his dick throbbing in his pants as he gently circled his fingers on her nipples. 
"You like this, don't you? If you were awake you'd be begging me to continue, you want me to fuck you senseless, I know you do."
Bradford laughed as he unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out, grabbing Gabriella's muzzle with his other hand and turning her limp head to face her, pushing his mouth up to her lips and kissing her. He ran his tongue over the rows of her sharp teeth and explored her maw, feeling a few drops of her saliva staining his muzzle as he frenched the unconscious MILF. The therapist thrust his shaft against her hand, grabbing her fingers and wrapping them around it, making her jerk him off as he moaned into her silent mouth, spurts of precum staining her palm. He pulled back from the kiss, panting with lust as he stood up and looked down at her open maw, saliva slowly dripping from one corner as her chest rose and fell in rhythm with her breaths. 
"Let's see what else that slutty little mouth of yours can do. Open wide sweetheart~" 
Bradford grinned as he grabbed the lion's upper- and lower muzzle with his hands, gently prying her mouth open as he aimed his dick at her lips, thrusting inside carefully. He let out a quiet gasp as he felt her scorching hot maw and her velvety soft lips on his cock, her rough tongue adding a tantalising texture into the mix. Droplets of his pre danced on her tongue as he started slowly moving his hips back and forth, gaining speed with each thrust until eventually he was mercilessly facefucking her, slight gurgles and gags coming from the sleeping lioness as his rod plunged into her throat. The chair Gabriella was sitting in rocked and clattered against the wooden floor as the buck grunted, spit dripping down into his pubes and balls as her nose bumped against his crotch. Her sleepy huffs sent shivers up down his spine as her hot breath washed over his shaft, Bradford moving his hands so that one was firmly wrapped around her muzzle while the other grabbed the back of her head, yanking her limp body up and down on his dick. He groaned and bit his lip as he tried to hold back a roar, his tip grinding against the back of her throat as he came, ropes of seed coating the lion's maw and throat. She coughed and gagged slightly before instinctively swallowing, her tongue slowly lapping at the throbbing cock in her maw as it pumped shot after shot of cum down into her gullet. Bradford pulled himself out of her mouth, still hard and dripping with cum and saliva, grinning as he wiped it on her cheek. His eyes wandered down her body, the last few spurts of his load landing on her muzzle as he was already getting ready to shoot the next one. 

The deer knelt down in front of Gabriella, his muzzle buried in her belly, licking and nibbling her as he slowly undid her pants, yanking them and her white panties down to her knees. From between her thick thighs peeked out a delicious pair of pussy lips, slick and stringy honey already leaking from her mound. He leaned down to take in her scent, sticking his muzzle right up to her entrance, closing his eyes as he huffed the musky and flowery smell, his tongue slipping out and lapping at the slit almost instinctively. The taste was intoxicating: strong and delicious, a mixture of sweetness and earthy muskiness. The buck grabbed her thighs on either side and used his thumbs to spread her lips apart, pushing his tongue into her warm pussy. Gabriella's excitement was obvious, her walls squeezing and milking his tongue as a steady stream of her juices leaked out from her. Bradford smiled devilishly as he pulled back from her cunt and rubbed her clit with one of his thumbs, licking up the leftover ambrosia from his moist muzzle as he watched the sleeping lioness softly squirm and pant as his finger teased her sensitive nub. 
"I wonder what you're dreaming of, is it your husband bending you over your dinner table? Or maybe the two of you in the back of your car in some dark parking lot after the sun's gone down, fogging up the windows as he breeds you?" 
He laughed as he stroked his cock, getting up and lining his tip up with her soaking wet mound, grinding it against her lips. He thrust inside, the heat even more intense than her maw, one hand wrapped around her back while the other fondled and groped her tits, Gabriella's head flopping all around as her body rocked. The deer ravaged her cunt, fucking her intensely, his grunts and wet squelching sounds filling the office. He leaned down to kiss and lick at her neck, whispering into her ear, 
"Oh you're a tight little whore! Your husband is gonna thank me for fixing you up, you're gonna be addicted to his cock and you're gonna milk him dry every single day from now on!"
His hips pistoned into her at a more and more frantic pace, feeling her unconscious body gripping his shaft tightly, the buck's panting quickening as his balls bounced back and forth, a bead of sweat dripping down his face. Still very sensitive from his last orgasm, he knew he couldn't hold out for much longer, his balls tightening as a tingle ran through his whole body, his fur standing on end as he let out a loud and long grunt, pushing his dick as far into the married lioness as he could, filling her womb with deer seed. He could feel globs of his cum leaking from her needy pussy, the fur around her lips stained and soaked with sticky seed. He stayed hilted in her for a while, gathering his breath and enjoying her walls squeezing and milking him rhythmically, giving the top of her head and her muzzle a few quick kisses. After a few minutes he pulled out, sighing with satisfaction as he watched his cum slowly leaking from her mound, making a small pool between her thighs on the chair. 

Bradford cleaned his shaft by wiping the pussy juices and cum up with Gabriella's panties, grinning as he slowly slid them up on her. He took a moment to admire the sight: a stain growing on the underwear as more of his seed leaked from the woman, her camel toe peeking through the panties, her shirt pulled up over her tits with the pair hanging free of her bra, her muzzle and hair matted with ropes and blotches of his cum. She looked so peaceful and content sitting there, slowly snoozing with her cunt creampied. The buck couldn't help but to pull out his phone and snap a memento of the occasion, quickly transferring the picture to his hidden folder, dozens of similar photos of his previous clients stashed there. He gently dressed the lioness up once more: slipping her bra on as well as pulling her pants up and her shirt down. He made sure to leave the stains and the creampie as is, it wouldn't be fair to leave her without a little memento of her own after all. He sighed as he sat down on his seat, glancing over at the clock on the wall. Perfect, just in time for the end of the session! He stopped the metronome with a finger, Gabriella snapping awake almost instantly, the woman blinking her eyes a few times as he looked around the room. Bradford smiled as warmly as he could, cocking his head slightly, 
"Well, how are you feeling? First time hypnotherapy can be a bit… overwhelming for some."
Gabriella wiggled around in her chair lightly, rubbing her legs, 
"Ooh, I feel… relaxed, really relaxed. And a little… sore?" 
"During hypnotism your body can tense up at times, especially if you're stressed. Your muscles can get a bit sore from that occasionally, nothing to worry about. I recommend you do some stretching and maybe an ice pack to help you relax and recuperate once you get home."
The lioness smiled, her expression changing to slight confusion as he licked her lips, running her fingers on her muzzle and wiping up a small glob of his jizz. Bradford chuckled as he handed her a napkin, 
"You also drooled a little bit while you were under, very common likewise."
Gabriella blushed as she took the paper, wiping her lips, the buck grinning behind his hands as he looked at the rest of the fresh cumstains littering her face and head. 
"So, our first session is just about over, anything that comes to your mind that you'd like to ask?" 
"Well, I don't… really remember anything about the hypnotism, am I supposed to do something?"
"No, no, your unconscious mind remembers it all very clearly, you should start seeing changes happening almost instantaneously. You should feel a lot more relaxed, and I'd guess that your libido will be a bit more active as well."
Gabriella smiled as she stood up from her chair, Bradford doing likewise as the pair moved towards the door. He shook her hand as he opened the door, 
"So, can I expect you coming back?" 
"I think I might actually. I'll be honest, I wasn't really sure if this would work, but I am feeling really great. Besides the sore back."
Both of them laughed as the lioness stepped out, waving at Bradford as he waved back, 
"See you soon doctor Bradford, thanks again!" 
"No, thank you Mrs. Gabriella, it was my pleasure! Do come again, and give my regards to your husband!"
The deer sighed as he shut the door and walked back to his desk, kicking his feet up as he looked over his schedule, trying to choose which of his patients should have some hypnotherapy next.