Sara's Sexual Conditioning Pt. 02

The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person or situation in particular. All characters are at least eighteen. This is part two of a story that deals with several concepts that some people may find uncomfortable such as: forced pleasure, control over another person, sexual power play, and non-consent. There is no physical abuse, unwanted pain, or violence involved but if you are uncomfortable with the premise of non-consent in a fantasy then please consider reading another story instead of this one. Also remember that in real life, rape and non-consensual sex are wrong. This story is FICTION and does not condone the actions of the characters in real life situations. Again, this is a FANTASY so just have fun reading. -- xoxo Daphne

"Doctor Boone?" Sara asked softly, knocking on his office door.

"Yes, Sara," came his calm voice, "come in."

Sara glided inside her therapist's consulting office and closed the door, her black high heels silent as she stepped onto the carpet.

Sara worked at a digital marketing company specializing in webpage design and online purchasing. At age 24, Sara was moving up in the company fairly quickly for two reasons: she was very good at her job...and she was scorching hot.

Sara's beautiful dirty blonde hair was very soft and came down to her shoulders. Her eyes were amazingly blue and stared hypnotically through a pair of thin-rimmed glasses. Her lips were soft and full, perfect for kissing, and her voice had a melodious, almost childlike tone to it.

Sara's dark secret though, was that she had been raped five years ago by two college guys during her freshman year. She had felt all the shame and guilt that came with such a traumatic experience. To her dismay though, Sara realized she had also enjoyed it.

Now, her therapist had offered Sara a way for her to experience her rape fantasies without guilt, shame, or danger. It was the most bizarre idea Sara had ever heard, but over the past few days, she found herself considering it.

Now, here she was in her therapist's office, getting ready to turn her darkest fantasy into reality. At least she felt comfortable confiding in Doctor Boone. He was always really sweet and compassionate, not to mention cute. She had thought so when she first saw him several months ago.

It took a little while at home to decide what outfit to put on today. After all, what does one wear to a "sexual conditioning session" as Doctor Boone had referred to it?

Sara chose a breezy, thin fabric, one-piece, black top and pants with a lovely peach and white floral print. The top had short puffy sleeves and her shoulders were completely bare. The pants came down to her ankles and had a cloth belt around her waist tied in a bow. Her black high heels and black-rimmed glasses added extra sophistication to her look.

"Have a seat on the couch, Sara." Doctor Boone gestured towards his small sofa that was more like a love seat than a full couch.

Sara walked over to the sofa and sat down, her perky breasts bouncing freely under her shoulderless top. She was hesitant, even a little nervous, but she reminded herself that this was something she wanted to do.

Doctor Boone handed Sara a clipboard with a document and pen attached.

"If you will just sign this waiver consenting to the conditioning session."

Sara moistened her lips as she read over the form.

"Are you sure this is going to work?" Sara asked softly, peering at Doctor Boone over the top of her glasses.

"If you commit to it, yes," Doctor Boone replied, "I'm not going to lie to you though. It's going to require you to do some very intimate things in front of me, and if you resist the treatment then it won't work. You have to want it."

Sara took a deep breath and signed the waiver.

"I want it," Sara handed the form back to Doctor Boone.

"Okay then," Doctor Boone said, placing the form on his desk and sitting down in a chair across from Sara, "just try and relax."

Over the next half hour, Doctor Boone gradually put Sara into a dream-like state of semi-consciousness, her eyes now closed and her mind now open to hypnotic suggestion.

"Sara," Doctor Boone said softly, "can you still hear me?"

Sara nodded, her head lowered.

"I want you to go back in your mind to your freshman year in college."

Sara nodded again.

"You are at a fraternity house party, being carried into a bedroom and placed on a mattress by two college guys."

Sara moistened her lips nervously.

"One is pinning your wrists to the mattress above your head. The other is unbuttoning your dress."

"Um hmm," Sara breathed deeply, her braless mounds rising and falling in her bare shoulder top.

"Tell me what happened next," Doctor Boone instructed.

Sara shifted uncomfortably as she spoke.

"He...he took off my dress while his friend held me down."

"Then what, Sara?"

The young girl moistened her lips again.

"He unhooked the clasp of my bra..."

"From the back?"

"No," Sara's innocent voice answered, "it was a front-closure bra."

"Show me," Doctor Boone ordered.

Reliving her experience, Sara put her hands between her breasts and mimed unhooking her bra. Then, placing her hands on her actual bare shoulder top, Sara slowly pushed it down to her waist, allowing her perfectly perky breasts to spill out and bounce freely.

Doctor Boone stared at his patient's young beautiful tits as they were displayed for him. They were even more perfect than he had imagined. He watched in awe as Sara's breasts rose and feel hypnotically with her deep breathing, her erect nipples making their presence known.

Boone sighed wistfully. He knew resisting the temptation to take advantage of this situation was going to be tough, but actually seeing Sara's marvelous breasts was testing the limits of his self-control.

"What...did you feel at the time?" Boone asked, trying to regain his professionalism.

"I...felt...helpless." Sara said softly, "he was taking off my clothes and I couldn't stop him."

"What happened next?"

Sara gently bit her lower lip.

"He...slid my panties down my legs and took them off."

Doctor Boone's cock was as hard as steel.

"Show me."

Sara nodded and untied her cloth belt. Then, shifting her hips from side to side, she pushed the rest of her outfit down past her waist, the fabric falling to the floor. Placing her hands on the sides of her black satin panties, Sara slid her pussy's only protection over the curves of her shapely rear and down her legs. Sara moistened her lips nervously as her panties fell silently to the floor to join the rest of her outfit. Stepping out of her clothes in her black high heels, Sara tossed them aside and waited for whatever was coming next.

"Mygod," Doctor Boone couldn't help saying out loud as he took in the vision before him. His patient, Sara, was on his office couch completely nude except for her black heels and black-rimmed glasses while she was sub-consciously reenacting her rape.

"What happened to you next, Sara?"

"Then," Sara sounded so vulnerable, "he spread my legs as wide as they would go."

Boone almost choked on his own words.

"Please, show me..."

Sara leaned back on the love seat, lifted her shapely dancer's legs in the air, and spread them wide into the same mid-air split she had been forced into five years ago.

Doctor Boone's mouth fell open as his patient revealed the most intimate places on her body to him. Sara's little pussy was smooth and beautiful. It looked so innocent and delicate. If he didn't know about Sara's rape, he might have thought that she was a virgin. He could tell though, just by looking, how at turned on she was. Sara's nipples were as hard as drill bits, and her pussy lips were throbbing.

"How did you feel as he spread your legs?" Doctor Boone asked.

"Scared," Sara admitted, "I realized that he was getting ready to rape me."

"You couldn't fight back?"

"No," Sara continued, raising her arms above her head, "my wrists were being held down by the other guy."

Doctor Boone stood up and slowly walked over to his unbelievably hot patient. Picking up her cloth belt, he took Sara's arms one at a time and began tying the material around her wrists, securing Sara to the back of the sofa to simulate her memory of being held down.

"You couldn't move your arms?" Boone asked.

"No," Sara pouted.

"You couldn't close your legs either?"

"No..." Sara started to well up with tears, "he held them apart while he raped me."

With a deep breath, Doctor Boone knelt down in front of Sara, placing his hands firmly on the young woman's inner thighs.

"Like this?" Boone's question was almost a whisper.

Sara nodded her head quickly as the tears started to flow.

"Yes."

Boone swallowed hard, Sara's moist, throbbing, and tight pussy only inches from him.

"What did you feel then?"

Sara's voice cracked.

"I...felt...so...vulnerable. When his cock touched my labia I felt so powerless. I couldn't stop him."

Boone could see that Sara's clit was erect and throbbing.

"He pushed slowly into me..."

The therapist's cock twitched when he saw Sara's hips start to make tiny little thrusts back and forth as if she were being violated.

"He was raping me...I felt so ashamed."

"What else, Sara?" Boone tried to go deeper into her thoughts.

"No...please," Sara sobbed, her hips pumping over and over.

"What else did you feel, Sara?"

"No...it's too embarrassing to admit."

"Sara," Boone said firmly, "you have to confront this. What...else...did...you...feel?"

Sara's hips began pumping harder as if she were being fucked, her gorgeous breasts bouncing up and down with each thrust.

"I...felt...PLEASURE! Ohgod! It felt so GOOD!"

Unable to stop himself, Boone moved his head between Sara's legs and slowly licked her clit...just once.

"OHGODYES!" Sara's hips were shaking, desperately searching for whatever had just touched her clit and given her that pleasure.

"Did you want more, Sara?" the therapist asked.

Sara nodded quickly as her voice trembled.

"Yes. I was being raped...but I wanted more. I wanted that pleasure so badly."

"Like this?" Doctor Boone immediately went down on Sara's pussy, lapping away at her cunt like an excited puppy.

Sara's entire body locked in tension.

"YES!!! OHGODYES!!!!! FUCK ME!!!!! FUCK MEEEEEEE!!!!!"

Boone began going wild on Sara's gorgeous young pussy. He licked and sucked relentlessly, lapping at her labia, and swirling his tongue in circles around her erect clit.

"OHGOD HE'S RAPING ME!" Sara was in another world. A world where she was being taken against her will, and at the same time, in the throes of almost unbearable pleasure.

"I'M COMING!!! OHGOD I'M COMING!!!!!" Sara screamed as she was about to be pushed over the edge, her hair flying wildly as she threw her head back and cried out at the ceiling.

"And freeze!" Doctor Boone ordered, snapping his fingers.

Sara's body immediately froze in position mere seconds before she would have exploded in orgasm. Her head lay back, pulling on the cloth belt binding her wrists above her. Sara's amazing breasts thrust forward as her back arched in tension. Her mouth was open and her eyes were closed tight in the most amazing sexual ecstasy.

"Sara," Doctor Boone said softly, "your body is frozen and cannot move until I snap my fingers again. Your mind can still hear me though, and you can answer my questions. Do you understand?"

"Y-yes," Sara's voice was trembling, fighting for an orgasm that was both seconds and an eternity away.

"I've frozen you at this level of arousal so that I can condition you to achieve it again instantly...under certain circumstances."

"Ohgod..." Sara's child-like voice sounded so vulnerable, "what...circumstances?"

"First, whenever you consent to having sexual contact with anyone, your body will behave as normal," Doctor Boone explained.

"Second, if you are sexually assaulted by someone who means to harm you, your body will also behave as normal and allow you to resist."

Sara waited nervously to hear Boone's next instruction, her aroused body wanting to come so desperately bad.

"However, if someone you find sexually attractive tries to rape you by fucking your mouth, your pussy, or your ass, AND that person has no intention of causing any physical harm to you, your body will immediately go to this level of arousal and remain there until that person comes inside you."

"Ohmygod..." Sara's tears started to flow again, "you are really doing this to me, aren't you?"

"Yes, I am." Doctor Boone continued, "further, if someone you find attractive gropes your breasts, grabs your ass, or strokes your pussy without your permission, your nipples and your clitoris will instantly become erect and quadruple in sensitivity until your molester is finished raping you."

"Ohgod...please no..." Sara had only half-believed that what Boone was doing to her was actually possible. As she lay on the loveseat wearing only her glasses and heels, her legs spread wide, her wrists bound above her head, and her body frozen mere seconds from a massive orgasm, the young woman began to realize that this was not only possible, but was definitely going to happen to her.

Doctor Boone placed his right hand gently between Sara's legs, causing her to give a high-pitched girly yelp.

"Doctor Boone!" Sara panicked as she felt the lips of her pussy entrance being parted by her therapist.

"What are you doing? Ohhh!"

Without answering, Boone inserted two fingers inside Sara's warm wet pussy and began to finger blast her cunt.

"OOOHHHH!!!!" Sara flung her hair back as her therapist's hand went into overdrive, his fingers moving across her g-spot so fast it felt like a jackhammer was inside her.

"OH FUCK!!!" Sara cried out from the sexual torture.

"Now Sara," Boone continued, "when you are being fucked in your pussy without your consent, and your rapist is pumping his cock inside you, your g-spot will become so sensitive that you will experience waves of multiple orgasms that will not let up until he comes inside your pussy."

"OHGOD! NO...PLEASE!! AAAAHHHH!!!!!"

"Most importantly, you will not feel shame as you are being raped," Boone continued.

"UNNNNHHH!!" Sara cried out both in pleasure and torture.

"You will enjoy being taken against your will."

"Ohgod no! Please!" Sara begged.

"The more you say 'no', the more pleasurable it will become."

"UUUNNNNHHHHH!!!!" Sara's entire body began to shake, "you're...forcing...me...ohgod...to...enjoy...my...rape."

"Yes, Sara..." Boone's fingers began pumping into his patient's cunt so fast that they looked blurry. "That is exactly what I am doing. Are you ready to come now, Sara?"

"YES!!!! OH, FUCK YES!!!!! PLEASE!!!!!!" Sara cried out in absolute agony.

Boone snapped his fingers. "Unfreeze."

"OOOHHHGGOOODDD!!!!!" Sara came hard, her pussy muscles clamping down on Boone's fingers in a vice-like grip, rocketing Sara to a new level of pleasure she had never felt before. She pulled on the restraints binding her wrists above her as every muscle in Sara's gorgeous body contracted in tension and then released as orgasm took her.

"OOOOHHHFFUUUUUCCKKK!!!!!" Sara's screams were exquisite to hear, her pussy beginning to squirt onto Dr. Boone's hand as he hooked his fingers and relentlessly tortured her g-spot.

"NO MORE!" Sara cried out. "PLEASE NO MORE!! OHGOD!!!"

Dr. Boone didn't stop, continuing to torture Sara's most sensitive spot over and over again as fast as he could. With his other hand, he began blurring his fingertips on Sara's clit in rapid circular movements.

"OH NO!!! OHGOD PLEASE NO!!!!!" Sara screamed as her pussy gushed liquid onto her doctor's hand, the couch, the floor, everywhere. The pleasure, torture, and agony soared to new heights each time Sara said 'no'.

"OH NO!!! AHH!!!! PLEASE STOP!!!!! NO!!!!! AHHHHH!!!!! NO PLEASE!!!!!!!"

The sight was almost surreal as Sara begged for an end to the sexual torture, her legs spread, her wrists bound, her screams deafening, and her cunt gushing everywhere. Her body had become an orgasm machine with no off switch. A woman now sexually conditioned to enjoy being raped without guilt, shame, or fear.

Finally, when Sara seemed to be on the brink of insanity from the overwhelming ecstasy, Dr. Boone suddenly stopped his relentless torture, pulling his hand out of Sara's cunt.

"OHHHHGGOOOOODDDD!!!!!" Sara collapsed in exhaustion and relief that the torturous ordeal was finally over, her body convulsing in orgasmic aftershocks and her breasts heaving as she struggled to catch her breath.

Doctor Boone knew he should have stopped right then. It would be wrong to do anything else to his patient. So wrong...

But one more look at his smoking hot patient's quivering pussy made Doctor Boone surrender to temptation.

"Sara," Boone whispered as he began undoing his trousers, "I just have one more thing to ask you."

Sara waited for the question that she felt was coming.

"Do you find me sexually attractive?" He asked pulling his cock out of his trousers.

Sara hesitated, her mind clouded from coming so much. She knew Doctor Boone was about to rape her, and if she was truthful about finding her therapist attractive, there was nothing she could do to stop it.

Trembling with anticipation, Sara moistened her quivering lips, and nodded.

"Yes," she said with a pouty voice.

"I thought as much," the therapist said mounting his gorgeous patient, lining up his cock with the entrance to her sopping wet pussy.

"Doctor Boone!" Sara cried out as she felt the head of his cock press between her pussy lips, "what are you doing!?!?!? NO!!"

The walls of Sara's pussy gave way easily as Boone's shaft entered her.

"OH NO!! PLEASE NO!!!" Sara's entire body thrashed about as her love canal was being violated inch by inch. Her over sensitive clit was pulsating, her nipples were beautifully erect, and her tussled hair flew about her bare shoulders.

Finally, Doctor Boone's cock came to rest fully inside his patient's hot wet depths.

"Please..." Sara begged in desperation, "please, don't rape me."

Doctor Boone didn't answer, he simply started fucking.

"NO!!" Sara cried out, "NO!!! PLEASE!!!! DON'T RAPE ME...PLEASE!!!!!!!"

With every "no" from Sara, her pussy contracted around Doctor Boone's cock, sending massive jolts of pleasure through both of them.

"OH FUCK!!!! NO!!!! NO!!!!! NO PLEASE!!!!!" To Sara's astonishment, she realized that her protests were what was causing this amazing flood of sexual ecstasy. The treatment had worked. Doctor Boone had successfully conditioned Sara to enjoy her rape.

"OHGOD!!! OH FUCK!!!!! I'M COMING SO HARD!!!!!" Sara cried out to the ceiling as her pussy began to squirt again with each contraction of her cunt. Her g-spot was so sensitive that every stroke across it sent the young woman into another climax.

"OHGOD!!!!! PLEASE NO!!!!!!!"

"It's time to come inside you, Sara," Doctor Boone took hold of Sara's perky breasts and squeezed them tight as his cock began pumping her at full speed.

"OHGOD!!!!! NO!!!!! PLEASE STOP!!!!!!! AAHHHHH!!!!! NO!!!!!!!" Sara's hips began pumping back and forth on their own, fucking her rapist shamelessly as liquid began gushing from her pussy again.

As Boone hammered his patient with his powerful shaft, he felt Sara's gorgeous dancer's legs wrapping around his back and pulling him towards her, slamming his cock deep into her pussy, the head of his shaft hitting her cervix.

"OOOOOHHHH FFFFUUUUCCCCKK!!!!!!!" Sara threw her head back in ecstasy.

When the walls of Sara's cunt clamped down on Boone's cock like a vice, they both screamed.

"AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!" Sara's powerful legs held Boone's pulsating member inside her as it unloaded everything into her depths.