The Case Files of Dr. Jason Rose
mc; Ff; fdom; inc
9:00AM – 10:00AM
Entering the converted house that held my office, I glanced at the list of names and numbers that showed the locations our offices and our specialization. I let my fingers brush my own name, 'Dr. Jason Rose, PhD - Child Psychologist – Room 202'. I had only opened my private practice recently and it still amazed me how well I was doing; especially considering how wildly inaccurate the placard really was. Still it made me smile as I walked up the stairs briefcase in hand.
As I entered the main waiting room outside my office I was welcomed with a huge smile by Janice. She was the secretary who ran the group waiting room for everyone with offices on the second floor. I knew for a fact that I was the only one who was greeted with such a desperate smile but I had a very busy day today and had no time for fraternization, at least not until this evening, so I passed her by and headed to my door. I heard her sigh in disappointment before returning to typing at her computer. I knew if I looked back she would be squirming with frustration in her seat but I didn’t.
I slipped into my office and sat comfortably in my expensive desk chair. Glancing at the day-planer on the desk, and then the clock, I confirmed that I still had a half an hour before my first appointment so I unlocked my desk drawer and pulled out the file for my first client of the day.
Name: Amber Mayfield
Age: 14
Race: Caucasian
Family Background: only child of a single mother
Presenting Problem: Social Anxiety
Notes: Amber was accompanied to her first session by her mother Linda Mayfield. It was clear from their interaction that Linda was an overbearing force in her daughter’s life; as evidenced by several examples of Linda answering questions posed to her daughter. Amber was clearly cowed by her mother's personality and evidenced little to no ability to take actions or make decisions without her mother's approval, likely resulting in her lack of comfort in social situations. I suggested that I meet with Amber weekly without her mother, initially. Both mother and daughter seemed uncomfortable with the idea but I pressed the point and her mother eventually agreed due to her desire to see her daughter 'fixed' and 'being a normal teenager like I was'.
Amber showed an unusually high resistance to the process during her initial sessions requiring several adjustments in both the technology and the approach taken. Once the adjustments were made, however, the client responded well, reaching phase 3 rapidly and fully committed to her continued treatment plan.
Current Progress: Phase 4
I continued to review the weekly notes until I heard my phone ring. I answered quickly, putting the folder away and adjusting myself to hide my erection. “Dr. Rose.” Janice's voice was on the other end was dripping with adoration, “Amber Mayfield here to see you!” I didn't respond to her tone and simply responded flatly, “Send her in.” I quickly hung up the phone. I would have felt bad for Janice but I knew she got off on being humiliated and ignored by me.
The door opened and Amber came in, the young girl before me was subtly different in so many ways then the girl who had entered my office just a handful of weeks before. Her dark hair was cut into a short attractive bob rather then left long and stringy. Her thick glasses had been replaced with contacts and her outfit was much more attractive highlighting her growing attributes rather then hiding them within with bulky folds. It was more then that of course. It was in the way she moved and the confidence that poured from her every gesture. She looked me straight in the eyes, with a challenge in her gaze that was frankly predatory, before breaking the gaze and giving me a bright smile, “Morning Doc!”
“Amber, it’s good to see you as always. I must say you seem in a good mood today.” Amber flopped herself down on the sofa unselfconsciously and I could see a brief glimpse of leather flash between her thighs as her clothing moved. “Why wouldn't I be? I went to a great party last night and got to third base with Robbie Walker.” I smirked at her, “Sounds like a good time.”
“It really really was... In all honesty though, I say I ‘got’ to third base but I really didn't give him much of a choice. Once I had him all hot and heavy I gazed deep into his eyes and forced him in between my thighs. I wouldn't let him up until he made me cum like crazy. Then I gave him permission to cum all over my boots. He was so grateful he even offered to lick them clean.” She lifted up one leg and showed off her tight leather boots. “He'll make a fun little sub until I get bored with him. I wanted to thank you again for showing me that little hypnosis trick; it works wonders.” She laughed throatily.
I just smiled at the girl who was so shy just a few months before she wouldn't have even been able to talk to a boy, “It’s just another part of your treatment. It’s much easier for you to get over feeling self-conscious and shy if you can be sure how others will react, or make them react the way you want.”
She nodded at that like it was the most sensible thing in the world and of course to her it was. “So other then last night how was your week?”
She thought about it for a long moment, as her hands began to unconsciously pull up her dress revealing her creamy white thighs above the knee high leather boots and her tight leather crotch less panties. She dipped her fingers into her moistness and sighed in pleasure. Training her to masturbate unconsciously to reinforce her programming had been key for Amber to move from Phase 1 to Phase 2. “It was lovely. School is still good; I never realized how easy it was to have friends if you just take charge of the relationship. It’s not always hypnosis of course sometimes its sexual favors, other times test answers, or blackmail; whatever it takes to give me power over them. I've even started to eye some of the more attractive teachers I'm sure there are a few of them I could get under my thumb with a little effort, how much fun would that be!” She shivered in pleasure at the thought but I cut her off abruptly.
“Be careful Golden Amber, I'm not going to say don't do anything but make one hundred percent sure that you can control them if you have to, you don't want to start anything too public.” The girls eyes fluttered closed and her face went blank at her trigger phrase and she answered in a monotone, “Yes Doctor.” Before her eyes opened and she smiled back at me wickedly, “I know what I'm doing you know how much progress I've made with mom.”
“Speaking of your mother how has your home life been.” Amber began to finger herself much more rapidly, pants of pleasure breaking up her words, “Things have been great now that we both know the real pecking order around the house.” She eyed me up and down and another dirty look crossed her face as she noticed my tenting crotch. “Actually why don't I show you, she's in the waiting room with my... supplies.”
“By all means,” I leaned over and grabbed the phone punching in Janice's number. She picked up on the first ring her voice so eager I worried what others in the waiting room might think. “Yes Dr. Rose... is there ANYTHING I can do for you?” I decided to take pity on the poor girl; for the moment anyway. “Send Ms. Mayfield in and then take a ten minute break, you may cum as many times as you can but you must be back at your desk looking respectable within the ten minutes.” She responded with a grateful, “Thank you Doctor!” and I could hear her calling for Linda Mayfield as she hung up the line.
While we waited Amber stopped playing with herself and stood up brushing down her outfit. She seemed practically livid when the knock came on the door; apparently her mother was not fast enough for her. “Come in.” I spoke with a neutral tone, planning on seeing what Amber had cooked up for me in that pretty little mind I had so carefully twisted. Her mother came in the room eyes downcast. She was wearing bulky clothing that hid her figure and carrying a long gym bag. She looked at me and started to speak, a tone of wavering desperation in her voice, “Dr. Rose... I don't know what you've been doing to my Amber but it has to stop, things have gotten out of hand and...”
Her words were cut off as her daughter slammed the door closed and grabbed her mother by her blond ponytail. “What are you doing bitch! Did I give you permission to talk?” Amber pulled her mother off balance and dragging her down to the floor. She grabbed at the gym bag, pulling it open with a practiced movement and grabbing a riding crop from off the top. She considered it for a long moment before slapping it against her leather boots generating a sharp rapport throughout the room. “Strip, NOW”
Linda looked like she wanted to resist her daughter but she began to move almost against her will. She pulled off her bulky outerwear revealing that she was tied up in rope bondage with nipple clamps on both of her large double D breasts and a chastity belt between her thighs. She looked up at me as if she wanted to say something, to justify her actions but she didn't dare speak without permission. More though I could see the glaze of arousal in her eyes and the scent of it as she was exposed to air. “Much better, now be a chair.” Amber spoke with a commanding tone and highlighted her words with another crack of her riding crop, only this one was against her mother's ample backside.
Falling to all fours a small moan of pleasure and pain escaped Linda's lips as her daughter sat daintily upon her back and began to slowly strip out of her own clothing. Amber was dressed in a tight leather harness that framed her body without covering anything. Her budding beasts were pressed together making them appear larger and her crotchless leather panties did nothing to hide her hairless twat and rosebud asshole. “Good Girl,” Amber gave her mother a few more sharp raps on her rear leaving long red welts. “Now mother, I think you must have misspoken, you are the one who wanted to fix me aren’t you happy with the results, be honest.”
There was a long pause before her mother mumbled barely audibly, “yes mistress...” Another crack came, this time across the side of her mother's breasts sending the woman into moans of pain and pleasure and her nipple clamps swinging side to side. “YES MISTRESS!” Linda cried out her voice dripping with humiliated arousal edged with pain. “I thought so, and don't think I'm buying your defiance. I know you just want the punishment. You should be grateful that I'm happy to oblige. Now speaking of gratitude, as you can see Dr. Rose has a delicious looking erection in his pants, why don't you do something about that for him? Show how pleased you are with my progress.”
Linda crawled across the floor towards me on all fours caring her daughter like a steed before arriving at my feet. Amber slid off her mother's back and went back to the bag rooting around it in for something. I was distracted from her movements as Linda unzipped my pants and gobbled down my cock like she was starving for it. I have had a lot of blowjobs in my life but it’s rare to experience the kind of desperate enthusiasm that Linda was showing. It made it all the more fun knowing that she was only doing it because her dom daughter wanted her to.
I leaned back and relaxed into the pleasure until I felt Linda moan into my cock, I looked up and saw that Amber had strapped on a frighteningly large double sided dildo and was slowly but surely pushing her way into her mother’s hairy cunt. I didn't understand how Linda was taking it until I saw that the 'chastity belt' that she had been wearing had contained two large dildos one for her pussy and one for her ass, she was clearly trained to take something this large. Still I could see from the mix of pain and pleasure in her eyes that it was still a bit overwhelming, but she didn’t' complain, she only sucked with more fervor as her daughter plowed her ass.
We went on like that for about fifteen minutes, I knew Amber had a bit of a hair trigger thanks to her programming so I had the chance to watch her young body writhe with several intense orgasms but she never let up on her mother. Eventually Linda had her anal orgasm and I took that as the cue to stop holding back and blew my load into her mouth. Amber spoke up then. “Don't you dare swallow slave, you don't deserve the treat. Just hold it, appreciate its flavor. Amber slid the dildo out from her mother’s ass, the dildo covered with lube and anal juices.
She locked her mother's chastity belt back on before sliding her end of the dildo out of her pussy, her end was not nearly as large but against her small frame it was still impressive. She moved to her mother and grabbed her hair forcing the woman's mouth to hers, they kissed deeply as Amber sucked my cum out of her mother's mouth. She then threw her down to the floor and Linda began to submissively clean off the dildo. Amber smiled up at me, “I told you things were doing great.”
I was still somewhat out of breath from my own orgasm so I just nodded at her. She smiled then, and I could see the kind innocent girl that I had utterly corrupted in that smile before the wicked spark in her eye showed it for what it really was, just a mask for those who didn't know the 'real' her. She flopped herself back on the couch and started rubbing her crotch again as she spoke. “I really think adding a few teachers to my stable would be a good next step in my treatment, boys and girls my own age are just too easy. Even those who think they are experienced are nothing to me.”
I nodded at her, “You've made a lot of progress so I'll let you take the lead, just remember to be careful and if things get out of hand you have my number. Before you go I'd like you and your mother to take 10 minutes and relax.” Amber smiled at that and turned towards the computer screen on my desk. Her mother, who had finished cleaning up the toys and putting them away, took a seat at her daughter's feet. It was probably unnecessary, especially for Amber who was in Phase 4 but more reinforcement never hurt. I clicked on the spiral icon named ‘Amber’ and the screen filled with an animation of a pendulum metronome, the room filled with the unique click click click sound. I watched to make sure both women stared into the screen before I slid on my noise canceling headphones and turned back to my desk.
I checked off Amber's name in my day-planner before cleaning myself up a bit with the wet wipes I keep in my desk. I was feeling pleasantly drained but luckily my next client wouldn't be as physically taxing as Amber could be. After 10 minutes my alarm went off indicating the end of the programming cycle and five minutes till the end of the session. I clicked off the program and watched as the two women slowly came out of their reinforcement session. “That's all the time we have today. I'll see you again next week Amber, Linda your welcome to come back but don't feel as if you have to, we do just fine without you.” Linda's eyes couldn't meet mine but she mumbled a 'yes sir'
Both woman stood and quickly dressed, hiding their new natures under the disguises of normality. I stood and shook Amber's hand, she smiled back at me with the same predatory gaze I had seen at the beginning of the session and I couldn't have been prouder of her. “Till next week.” She said as she waved goodbye, before Linda could say anything Amber gave her mother a sharp slap on the ass and lead her submissive slave out of my office door.
I turned to my desk and let my eyes fall on the file for my next client; 'Dennis Marshall' and I couldn't resist an evil sounding laugh.
