[F4M] Hypnotherapist Bullies You Into Submission [Bad Therapist][Hypnotic][Gaslighting][Bullying][Pussy Worship][Dirty Talk][Degrading][Kneeling][Chastity][No Orgasm][Script By u/SuckmyScript]

Yes, we can sort that out next time and I will see you on Monday, right? Perfect. Have a good weekend. Bye. Hey welcome back.

It's nice to see you again. Come on in. I'm sorry to keep you waiting. You know how these sessions can be. Sometimes it's important to be patient and allow time for everything to play out.

I can't be in a rush if I really want to help. I'll just have a seat, I'll just go grab my knights. Or actually could you lie down? Yes, perfect, just like that. Lie down and stretch your body out.

I just have to organize some of these papers. So Close your eyes and try to relax. I'll be there in a second. Take some deep breaths. You're my last client tonight, so there's no need to rush.

We can take our time. We have to. This is what, your 3rd visit this week? Something like that? I know I have it in my notes somewhere but that's not important.

It's getting to be a little much, don't you think? Good. I'm sorry, I hope that didn't sound rude or anything, but I'm just a little worried about you is all. It's my …

Yes, we can sort that out next time and I will see you on Monday, right? Perfect. Have a good weekend. Bye. Hey welcome back.

It's nice to see you again. Come on in. I'm sorry to keep you waiting. You know how these sessions can be. Sometimes it's important to be patient and allow time for everything to play out.

I can't be in a rush if I really want to help. I'll just have a seat, I'll just go grab my knights. Or actually could you lie down? Yes, perfect, just like that. Lie down and stretch your body out.

I just have to organize some of these papers. So Close your eyes and try to relax. I'll be there in a second. Take some deep breaths. You're my last client tonight, so there's no need to rush.

We can take our time. We have to. This is what, your 3rd visit this week? Something like that? I know I have it in my notes somewhere but that's not important.

It's getting to be a little much, don't you think? Good. I'm sorry, I hope that didn't sound rude or anything, but I'm just a little worried about you is all. It's my job. You can't blame me for being slightly worried about how often you need me, can you?

Yeah, because you've actually been coming here a lot. Like, a lot. My assistant had to make sure it wasn't a mistake that we weren't double booking you or anything But I told her everything about you. She knows all about you and your strange With me, so it's fine. What matters is that you're finally here again.

And I bet you've been waiting it for it really impatiently, haven't you? Just sitting at home, watching that clock tick by so slowly, So you're excruciatingly slow, watching it go by a minute After minute? After minute? Hour after hour after hour Waiting for that moment when you'd yet to see me again. I bet it was really difficult waking up this morning and knowing you'd have to wait all day before you could see me.

You'd love to just jump right out of bed in the morning and come here so you can talk to me. You know, I'm at a loss with you. We keep having all of these sessions but you still don't seem to be making Any progress? Like I'm kind of running out of ideas of ways to help you. You keep coming in here week after week after week But you're just becoming more and more anxious every time.

And you Sit out there in the waiting room? Your little heart beating, and beating, and Beating. So fast as you sit there and wait for me. Thinking about me Knowing I'm right behind this door and you'll get to See me hearing the t t t king cla- Getting down. Down to when you get to see me.

Watching that dial. And waiting to hear me open that door? Well, you're here now I think I have everything in order too Are you comfortable? Good. Then I'll just have a seat right here next to you and we can begin.

Just relax. Sorry to pick up from where we last left off. You were telling me you still had trouble relaxing. That you had trouble disconnecting your anxious, passive mind from your busy thinking mind. You told me that there's a little nagging voice somewhere deep inside of you that Just won't let you relax no matter how hard you try.

And while we have been working on helping you relax for these past Few months, you're still making very little progress. You told me that sometimes it feels like you're going backwards. Like, being here, talking, and sharing with me is making it more difficult for you to relax outside of these sessions. You were telling me how my voice is the first thing you felt that honestly made you feel a sense of relaxation. My complete unwinding with your constantly ticking mind.

Does this sound like an accurate summary of what we talked about? Good. And you're still not feeling any better? No improvement. That really is highly unusual.

A bit strange in fact. This treatment has worked on every other patient so far, So I'm guessing it must be you then. Yeah. I think it's your fault. Maybe it's just that you're a bit weird.

Not in a bad way or anything. You're just a little bit weird. A a lot more submissive than other men. Like, a lot more submissive. Most of my other clients tend to put up But at least a little bit of fight.

But look at you. You are already spiraling down to dreamland. We're here to fix you. So tell me, I'm guessing that you have been struggling to keep me out of your head, haven't you? It's funny because I made a little bet with myself when you would come back.

And I guessed exactly the right day. Can you believe it? I did. I swear it wasn't on purpose. There's no way I could do that, right?

It's just that You are so unpredictable. So desperate and needy. There's no point in trying to deny it, sweetie. Do you think I'm stupid? I'm a professional.

I can smell your desperation from a mile away. I can. You really do smell desperate. I sussed you out the 1st time you walked in here. I knew right away from the look you gave me when you first saw me.

I knew you really needed my help. But not my help seems to be making things worse. To be honest, I don't really know how to deal with that. I mean, we've tried almost everything. Talking, meditation, diet, exercise And still you're so worked up and unable To relax.

I often find that the primary cause for anxiousness and stress is to be outside factors. Work, family, relationship But we've worked through those options up and down time and time again and here we are Still standing in square one. I think there's something different going on with you. Something inside of you makes you resistant to my health. Maybe it's because I'm trying to tackle the wrong issue.

Maybe I'm just not approaching it the right way. I've been trying to help you out by listening to your problems, being attentive, showing you sympathy and encouragement. None of it seems to work. Only sweet, caring effort just rolls right off you. But I couldn't help but notice that when you came in and I told you to just Go lie down and close your eyes.

You suddenly had no problem relaxing. Even had to snap you out of it. You need to stop fixating on me so much. You know that. Right?

It's a bit weird how obsessed you are with my voice. You just keep freezing When I talk to you. Whenever you see me. I'm not even doing anything. I don't even want to fuck with you but it just happened.

You try to fight it but all I have to Do is it just give you a sideways glance and your brain just starts stumbling and stopping and starting as Your blood rushes out of your brain. What's up? Did I hear a little whimper? I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be unprofessional or anything.

I might have been a bit rude. I, I'm sorry. It's been a long day. Wait. You don't mind?

Really? I wouldn't have thought anyone would want their therapist to be unprofessional like that. Rude even. That's interesting. Most clients are very sensitive, you know?

They want to be listened to, respected, and treated with care. Is that not What you want? That's very, very interesting. Listen, I think I might have an idea of What we could do to make you better. Something we haven't tried before.

It Will require us to step outside the boundaries of standard treatment protocol, which is really something I'm not supposed to do. I would be in big trouble if anyone found out I'm trying experimental treatments on patients. But you really do need my help, don't you? And I know therapists aren't supposed to break the rules but what kind of doctor would I be if I just sent you home When you so clearly need my help. When you come back time after time after time looking for Something.

Something to help unwind and untangle your mind. To ease that tension in the back of your neck. The throbbing behind Your eyes. That pinching feeling on your temples. Tension you keep in your back and your hip.

It's really not good for you, you know? Let me help you out. It's a lot easier to do That when I'm right here next to you, isn't it? Relaxing. It feels really Good to just breathe and listen to my voice.

You've been thinking about this moment a lot haven't you? That moment when you finally get to close your eyes And just slip. Slap down. Slap deeper. Slap away.

Right down into my control. You can close your eyes again. Close your eyes again. Go ahead. Go ahead.

I promise I won't snap you out of it again. Just let me try a little something. Okay? Try a little something. Okay?

Take a deep breath. Take a deep breath. Just let your body just relax into That count. Relax into that count. Let's try this.

Let's try this. You just keep listening to me. You Just focusing on your breathing. But this time, you just keep quiet. This time, you just You just let Let me play around and experiment.

You just let me play around and ex Allow my gentle soothing voice to reach in my gently. Soothing voice Feel my warm, soft hands cover your mind soft hands holding you like a fragile, precious flower. You up like a it opens up. Precious flower. Leaves spreading apart.

Opens up. Unwinding into falling. Spreading apart. Blooming into falling. As your mind relaxes into my palm, held up by my gentle control to My palm.

Then and contempt. Held up by my gentle companion. Blank and empty. Then and contempt. Empty and happy.

Plainly. And with every word I speak, and you feel yourself falling slowly down and with every word I speak Deeper down. Yourself. Oh, it's all Deeper. Deeper.

Deeper. Deeper, deeper, deeper, deeper, down. Deeper, Does it feel good? Is this more like what you've been looking for? It is, isn't it?

Feel good. I've been walking in circles trying to work out how to help you, and all along The headaches, isn't it? Not what you needed wasn't to regain control of yourself. Out how to help you and talk long. You need the exact What you needed wasn't to regain your control.

To give up control. No. You don't. You need the Exact opposite of that. You want to be helpless.

You want to give up control. And you don't like it I try to understand and empathize with you. You That does nothing for you, does it? Mhmm. And you don't We really need something to understand and empathize with.

Recessions are clearly like this in the building. Just look at you. Here again. Mhmm. You're like the only one of my clients who shows up that much.

These sessions are clean. When I said you were a little weird, I meant that. It's like you have some Here Again. Compulsion to be around me. You're like the only one of my clients who shows up that night.

If it was anyone else, I would call you a Cree. When I said you were a little weird. Luckily for you, it's like you have some I think repulsion to be around me. Interesting. If it was anyone else, I would call you a creep.

Interesting. Luckily for you. What's with you lately? Look at you. You just fall so fucking fast when I talk Do you?

Interesting. You're so submissive and empty just from listening to me. What's going on? You listening to me? Hey.

Focus. I'm trying to have a serious conversation with you. You see what I mean? I can't even talk to you without you losing your grip on reality. Have you been feeling meaty lately?

Is that why? Is that why you keep showing up here every fucking day? You were just too embarrassed to tell me, weren't you? So afraid that if you came to me and told me what you were really thinking about, then I would just laugh at you? It is pretty funny.

Even when you're trying to breathe and relax I can see you growing excited. Your breathing becoming rapid and shallow even when I tell you to calm down. Your throat becoming dry. Your brain's sinking faster and faster. I can see your little body begin to Thunder.

Oh, and that thing. It must be so humiliating for you. I'm getting hard right now in front of me. I bet you can't help it. I bet You're one of those perverts.

I think it's hard whenever there's a beautiful woman talking to him. One of those weirdos with no self control whatsoever. A compulsive little pervert. These sessions are clearly not good for you, getting hard for me like that. If you were any other And I would kick you out on your ass.

Do you understand me? But you can't fucking help yourself. As you listen to me and fixate on my voice, you just get harder and harder. Your brain beginning to spiral deeper and deeper down. Losing control of yourself.

Losing control of your cow. Look at Away of becoming such a blank little puppy for me. All those silly thoughts just pouring out of you as you let me take control of you. Just focusing and fixating on me. Falling deeper, deeper, just the way you want it.

Dumber and dumber. Blanker. Blanker. As you spiral down deeper. Blanker.

Blanker. As you I will down deeper and deeper. Dumber and dumber as you spiral down. Deeper. Deeper.

Deeper. Good boy. So content and happy under my control. Completely submissive and obedient, ready to be shaved and played with, Just like a sleepy little ball of patty, empty and dumb, the way you want to be. Is this really the only way you're able to relax?

By being a little dumb slave for me. That Must be so humiliating for you, especially now when you're so deep and dumb that you barely even know what's going on anymore. You're just listening to me talk, and it's making you even dumber. Fixating on my voice just makes Two stupid little brains spiral and spiral and drop deeper and deeper. It's Kinda pathetic just how much you react to my voice.

Oh, and just how badly I can make You squirm without doing a damn thing to you. I haven't even put a hand on you, and Already you're whimpering and squirming all over my couch. So needy. What if I just reach out a hand? And they put it right here on your thigh.

Just resting my pretty, feminine hand on the top of your thigh right here beneath your head. Painful for you, isn't it? Fuck. It's really painful for you. There's really no hiding it anymore.

I can't believe you're one of those guys who gets hard just by being touched like this. How do you even go out in public? That needy dick shooting up and almost bursting just from touch. So fucking 80. I bet it doesn't get a lot of attention.

Am I right? Well, From someone other than yourself, that is. It's been a long time since you've had a hand And this close to it. And the heat is just radiating out Why? Your nerves beginning to irritable.

Sure. Taking electric shocks through your body as I start just moving my hand up and On your leg. Putting just a little bit of pressure on you as I rub your leg like this. And the feeling just Thank you, Shafter. So unbearably intense.

I bet you want nothing more than for me my hand up and begin to fumble around with your butt. Aching for me to relieve some of the pressure. There's There's no way I'm touching that. Mhmm. Bye.

I bet you fantasized about it a Haven't you? You've been stroking yourself while thinking about me ever This is our first decision. Yeah. I know you have. I can see it on your face.

So red, humiliated. You're blushing like a fucking schoolgirl because I know exactly what kind of things you're into. That's why you're whimpering. I'm not touching it, but You can take off your pants. I think you should before you blow a fucking load in them.

We wouldn't wanna send you home with a Big wet stain in your pants now, would we? You are just so happy and eager to do Whatever I tell you to do. Just as dumb a little toy for me to play with. A shameless fucking slut What? Pulling your pants down in front of your therapist.

Showing her that meaty fucking dick. Like, it's normal to just expose yourself like this. You really are shameless. She wasn't whimpering and squirming. You're such a dumb little plaything.

I can do whatever I want Do you whatever I want with you. You're just a weak little Sleep. Women do this to you, don't they? They turn you into such a dismissive little loser. Stammering and stuttering as your brain short circuits at the slightest bit of attention.

Your knee is giving it away as soon as they look Chew. It must be so embarrassing for you. Can you imagine if they knew all the filthy fucking bombs going on inside your mind? Like, how you'd like to be on your knees in front of them, looking up and having them play and kick you around like the whimpering little I'll be slutty. They're so much stronger than you, and you're completely helpless under their control.

Just a Dumb little toy. Blank. Obedient and submissive. The way it fucking should be. You should be on your knees like that every day, shouldn't you?

Dominated, Humiliated. Dused. I can't believe that turns you on. You are so fucking filthy. I don't even know what to do with you.

And you are so deep and Trans right now I could do fucking anything to you Anything I want And then you'll just have to take it like the little bubbly bitch you You'd like that, wouldn't you? On your knees. Like the dumb little puppy you are. On the ground where you belong now. Worshipping Women, the way they deserve to be worshiped.

Because you do worship me, don't you? Worship women. Women are just better. They're so pretty and soft, and you just want them to use and abuse you all day long, kicking you around and laughing while they make you do all the humiliating things that turn you on. You love being home in their little pet.

What a cute little doggy he is. Oh, he needs a collar. Look how hard he is. Oh, he's so fucking desperate. Look at him.

Someone should train him. He's even hard and already leaking all over the place. Everybody fucking loves this. Hey. Listen to me.

Listen to me and obey. Get on your knees. On your fucking knees right now, right here in the middle of my office. No talking. You just do what I say.

Doing what I say is the best thing for you So your silly little puppy brain won't get caught up in all these complicated thoughts. Being of service to a dominant woman is All you need to think about. Just be dumb. Be happy. Deeper and deeper.

Blanker and blanker. Deeper and deeper. Blanker and blanker. Good boy. Deeper and deeper and deeper.

Your mind completely empty. No need today. Thinking is too hard for puppies like you. You would much rather do something That comes more naturally to you. You wouldn't let your other have me standing over you like this, Looking down on you.

You looking up at me with those helpless puppy eyes. Feel the tip of my red heels as I begin to move a foot between your legs. Relting against your inner thigh as I Move my leg up. Down. Then your heart beats faster.

Faster. Better? Faster. While I just explore a little bit with the tip of my shoe. Lifting.

Pushing. Real relieving. And watching. You Heck to every, Marcia. Would you like me to give you a foot job?

Oh, this is so adorable, but your pleasure is not important anymore. It's time you give something back for all the time I've invested in you. Watch me as I unzip this pencil Full skirt. Pulling it down over these black panty somewhere. My matching red panty is faintly visible underneath.

My perfect curves and my soft thighs Long legs. Don't you dare look away. I want you to look at this perfect girl undressing in front of you, knowing full well you only get To watch. You don't get to touch. In fact, you should just put your hands behind your back right Away.

So you don't forget yourself. I wrap those fingers into one another as I peel off these pantyhides, Exposing my naked skin. So I say soft and smooth in Perth. Would you like me to take off these panties as well? Yeah.

Yeah? You are so desperate Needy. And all you want is to worship me, to serve me. You really are an obedient puppy, aren't you? Good boy.

Then you should close your eyes again. No. That is really mean. I might do it just to fucking Torture you. You're so fun for me to pull you right out to that edge and Then deny you.

Good puppies earn their treats. It's the best thing for you. We wouldn't want you to have too much Would we? So don't you dare open your eyes while I take off these panties. Can you Yeah.

My energy as I stand here in front of you, dominant Over you. My warmth. My power. It makes every submissive part of your brain begin to spark, jolt, and As the feeling overwhelms you completely, sink deeper and become more aroused, Shutting down everything prior to your brain. Making You so dumb.

Stick out your tongue, Pat. Stick it out Like the panting. It's also missive puppy you are. Do do you wanna taste me? Would Would you like me to stuff your face between my legs?

Good boy. Beg for it. Beg. Beg. Say, please, Beg.

Please ship me. Please ship me. Beg me. Please ship me. Please ship me.

Bag. Bag. Bag. It should be. It should be.

It's so cute. The only fingers twining into your hair. Okay. Grabbing the back of your head in a firm, relentless grasp. You look so Dorable.

You know that? Eyes closed, tongue out, blushing and drooling while I hold your head in my hand, guiding you the way I wanted you. If only I had you on a leash, I can walk you around, but you can just eat my pussy like a good fucking puppy. That's what slaves like you are good for, being my little servant. It's It's okay.

Don't talk. Just licking. No thinking. Just more shit. It's all you need.

It's all you want. It's all you're good for, isn't it? Just Snod your hair with your tongue on me. Good puppy. You can just kiss and Wig and drool all over my pretty pink pussy.

When the hair squirm Under me. I can make a really good boy. Just just use that delicate little tongue of yours to service me. Yeah. I let your taste buds slip along the inside of my perfect pussy It's okay to love it, puppy.

Stick out your tongue just like that. All the way. Let me grind back and forth on it. Back and forth. Wrapping myself all over your face.

Making Can you stick with me wetness? That feels good, doesn't it? I know it does. I can see it. Don't you cute, little blushing face?

So relaxed and happy between my legs. We belong. That's the way it should be. You know? The way you should always be.

Between my legs are blank and happy. This is exactly what you need, isn't Miss is exactly where you want to be. Perfectly obedient and submissive underneath me. So blank and happy. Teasing all those delicious pearls wetness between my legs.

My submissive pussy worshiping puppy. Is that The feeling you've been looking for, complete helpless obedience. Just being dumb, miserable, blank, and dappy. Eating my pussy makes You're so fucking happy. Worshipping me makes you feel like a perfect little bit.

This is what you were longing to feel, what you needed to feel. Worshiping dominant women It's good for you. It's what you were meant to do. Me being on your knees with your touch between a woman's eyes is The only thing you could have ever want. You were meant to be bullied and dominated by girls like me.

Eating pussy is your purpose. That's all you're good for. You're just a toy for women like me. This is almost too easy. You know?

That cock of yours is So hard, poking out between your legs, and you don't even have to touch it to get hard. My Don't don't worry. It's just your body reacting. Oh, it's just naturally. It's natural for you to be missive around women.

May maybe not for other people, but definitely for you. For you, it's natural to spiral completely into helpless obedience when you hear a woman spake. And that Weed, feminine voice, sending you deeper and deeper and deeper. So deep and Dumb while your tongue runs flaps around my gland. While you spill that drool all over yourself.

Do I taste as pink and perfect as I look past? Would you would you like to feel it? I bet there's a voice in the back of your head right now that's whispering to you, Trying to imagine what it's like to be inside me. What it would be like to fuck me, Let me sit down on that hard cock. Ride you.

Bounce on you. Mind my perfect, tight pussy back and forth while you stuff your face and just. Oh, yes. Such a wonderful fawn being inside of me. You would give anything, have 5th, tell me.

Tell me you would give anything to have me. Is it hard For you to talk with your face pressed between my legs. Is it getting hard to breathe? That's okay, sweetie. You don't need to breathe.

It's more important to you that you make me feel good, That you worship and submit to me. It's important that you understand just how in charge I am So you don't get confused again and start compulsively jacking off to the thought of me. My pussy is a symbol of the power I have over your submissive little brain. I Oh, you. You're just a slave to my pussy now.

You know that. Right? And these sessions of ours, we'll increase them to 5 times a week. Don't you agree? Every day on your knees every fucking day where you belong.

Under me. Deep. Deep entranced. Blank and empty. Hey.

Hey. Hey. Wake up. What the fuck do you think you're doing? Get your mouth off me, you fucking pervert.

Oh, look at you. Look how fucking hard and needy you are. Usually, that's a compliment, but Not from you. It's just not acceptable for you to get hard like this anymore. It's part of what's causing all these issues, you know, this cock being free.

When you get horny thinking about me, You can just pull it out of your pants and jack off whenever. That can't happen anymore. Hey. Do you understand me, pet? No more getting hard.

No more touching. You know, I was considering maybe discussing medication for your issues, but I clearly don't need to. I know exactly what you need. You need a cage. You need a cage like a puppy needs The cone to keep your fucking instincts under control.

Luckily for you, I have one right here in my desk. Just tight enough so you won't forget for a second who is really in charge of you. But I can't put it on you and your Bar. So you better snap out of it or this is going to be very uncomfortable for you. Do you think I'll be able to put it on you without you coming all over yourself?

I doubt you have the self control. Just the thought of me kneeling down here next to you, Grabbing you in my hand and stuffing that soft little dick of yours into this Bearably tight cage. And the feeling of just bursting out from between the bars. So squished and small Cute. The way good puppies should be.

I know, baby. And it's so tight around your needy cock, isn't it? And you didn't even get to come or anything before I locked you away. And this key, well, I'll keep it right here in my office next to your note. That way I don't have To worry about you forgetting an appointment or pretending like you can't make it.

I know that's what you want, for me to hold the key to your pleasure. And you feel so happy knowing I'm In control of you. All this anxiety and restlessness you've been feeling just floats away. Like the blood from your cock As you grow completely limp. Look at my puppy in his little cage.

It fits so well. Just tighten off to make you squirm. Limp would really be so much more comfortable. But, even when not this is the way it's gonna be from now on, You are going to be locked in that cage for as long as I see fit. Do you understand?

Until I decide that you're all better until I decide the treatment is over. You should get used To the feeling of being under my control like this. You should get used to never touching that needy cock ever Again. Because your own pleasure is completely irrelevant. And while I know that you like it Oh, I also know that it's complete fucking torture for you.

That's what I want. Mhmm. I want you to be a tortured denied little play thing so that at any moment I can use you for whatever I want and you'll just take Get and be grateful. You can stand up now. Come on.

I know your knees are probably getting stiff. Just take a deep breath and stretch yourself out a little bit and put your pants back on. We've already gone way over schedule. But you are such a fun little plaything. Completely lose Track of time when playing with you.

As you know, it's the weekend. Oh, so our next appointment won't be until Monday. Oh, which well, I guess that means you're going to have to spend the entire weekend caged and helpless. The key so far out of free agent there's nothing you can do. A locked door behind a locked door in a locked Building.

It will be a nice way to start training your patients because it definitely needs training. And then when you come back, we can discuss how you've been feeling. I'm so curious to see what it, like, does to you. I think it will do wonders for you. I really do.

Once you've forgotten all about masturbating and having sex, once you've remembered where you belong, I think you'll be all better. Oh and, don't think About doing anything stupid like trying to masturbate or hump your pillow. I will know if you do. So I'll see you Monday then. Good.

Have a nice weekend.