Blackmail/Psychiatrist/Dr. Milton laughs and says your are enjoying it too much
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Dr. Milton laughs, "My my... aren't you the little pain slut?"
You simply lie on the desk frustrated and embarrassed by your behavior.
"Well since corporal punishment doesn't seem to work with you... we'll have to fall back on hypnosis again. Have a seat Tiffany," he orders.
You stand up and smooth down your skirt before sitting down in the chair opposite Dr. Milton's desk.
"Very good Tiffany," he says. "Now I want you to relax completely. Feel all the stress and strain leave your body... you feel light as air, as if the words from my voice could blow you around the room. In fact when I count to 3 you will feel so relaxed and so light that you can barely keep a thought in your head. Ready? 1... 2... 3..."
You do feel lighter than air, as if you could just float up out of the chair. And your head feels so empty now...
"Very good Tiffany," says Dr. Milton. "Now tell me. Why didn't you wear panties today?"
"Because I enjoyed the attention and the spankings yesterday..." you reply robotically.
"I see... so you like showing off your body?" he asks.
"Yes..." you reply sleepily. You never really thought about it before and it just sort of came out. But the cheer leading, the low cut clothes at school... you've always enjoyed people looking at your body...
"Well then you should show it off more... Take off your shirt Tiffany, " he orders.
You remove your shirt leaving you sitting in his office in your bra and a short skirt. Dr. Milton moves over and removes your bra.
"Now Tiffany, you are such a naughty little girl that you didn't even wear a bra today. In fact, you don't like to ever wear panties or bras... they make you feel hot and itchy. Do you understand?" he asks.
"Yes... didn't wear a bra... bras and panties feel hot and itchy..." you drone.
"Good girl... Now I will count to 3. When I reach 3 you will remember none of this conversation. You will only remember that I told you to get ready for the day. 1... 2... 3..."
You blink and then nod. "Yes, Dr. Milton. I will go to my desk right away!"
With that you rise, blushing as you smooth your skirt. You look up and see Dr. Milton staring at your tits, which are clearly visibly under your white shirt... you smile as you go to the outer office.
What happens now?
- The days passes without incident.
- The first client can't take his eyes off your tits.
- The first client complains about your dress.
Requirements: This is a story about a young girl written in second person.
