Smitten Kittens Steamy Journal

You seem a bit confused and you’re wondering why your Gram took you to see me.  You love your Gram and would do anything she tells you to.  You see me and think how hot I look. Such sights for someone of your age. 

You find it odd that I’m not giving you a robe to put on. I just tell you to strip and hop on the table. If Gram wasn’t with you, you would be so scared. What is going to happen here?

I begin to run my long, shiny nails over your body. Grams is doing the same, as I’m teaching her just how to milk you. We slowly make our way down your body. Goodness, that’s definitely an acceptable penis. Grams and I laugh. 

We’re using our fingers and tongue to get you going. You gasp when I slide my tongue into your tight asshole. You can’t believe how good it feels. Grams is taking over while I get the vials ready to be filled. Grams is rimming you, while I put the vial right above my big, round tits and titty fuck you. 

Your young balls are tightening and you’re about to blow your load in the vial. I tell you to dress and I will see you tomorrow at the same time.

Written By: Malaya Maxxx

I am far from your typical therapist. We spend hours upon hours discussing your issues. You never really get any better do you? Of course not.  Although, I sit there week after week, listening, taking notes, paying careful attention, I never really help you reach your goal.

As a matter of fact, I begin; slowly at first; to take the information you have provided me with over our course of time together, and use it to my advantage.

I capture you, ensnare you, captivate you, until you have no choice but to do as I say.  Do as I want. Do as I desire. I control you. The funny thing is, you could stop coming to see me. It would be that easy, or would it? That ache would set in, the need to see me, to be near me, hear my voice, and dare I say it? Submit to me. You know you can find no release from your ‘inner demons’ unless I allow you to.  Somewhat of a catch 22, wouldn’t you say?

From glancing at the clock, I see it’s time for your appointment to begin. Do not try to fight it, I know you cannot resist, so many have tried before you, and just like them, you will fail at resisting the temptation as well.

Your Therapist, Valerie

Written By: Valerie