A Suitable Case for Treatment?

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I was feeling stressed. I needed to do something about it. Everything had got on top of me. Too much work, too much travel, too much socialising. I asked Zoe for advice. She was a long-time friend who I knew had taken time off work several months before and had come back shining. She looked happy and relaxed. I gave Zoe a ring.Zoe looked at me. "You do look a bit washed out, what have you been doing?""Not much, I just seem to be rushing around trying to keep things going.""Well you're going to burn yourself out, you know that don't you?"Yes I did know that, I knew it but I needed someone to tell me."Listen," said Zoe, "I know a place that may help. Get your mobile out."I got my mobile out and she took it. Well, OK, she is trying to help."So here you are," she said, handing my phone back, "just leave the page open, or save it as a favourite or whatever. Memorise it.""Thanks Zoe." I looked at the screen and saw a web page with details of a hypnotherapist."Really," I said. I must have looked disappointed, pissed off or something as Zoe looked at me with a vaguely angry look."Yes," she said, "Try it, don't knock it. I feel so much better after I went."I took a train to the Midlands and then a taxi to a leafy suburb of the city. I asked the taxi driver to stop at the end of the road so I could walk the last bit to the house. I was a bit nervous as I usually am when meeting someone for the first time and I also wanted to make sure I had time to contemplate whether this was a good idea. I'd never been to a hypnotherapist before and wasn't sure it was for me.So I was feeling dubious when I rang the bell of the house. It was a pretty almanbahis şikayet big suburban house with a decent size garden, flowers, hedges and trees. Somewhere peaceful to sit in the summer with a beer I thought. It is a big house but I thought it made sense wondering how many people would have an office inside. So I waited outside, thinking my mundane thoughts. I could hear what sounded like heels on a wooden floor walking on the floor just the other side of the door. The sound faded. What is going on, why didn't whoever it was open the door? After a minute or so I rang the bell again. Silence. I had been waiting for maybe 5 minutes or more and it felt like a long time to wait for someone to answer the door. I was just turning away when I heard a buzz and the sound of a latch opening. I'm here now, let's try it. I pushed the door open and walked in.I found myself standing in a large wood-lined entrance foyer with a grand set of stairs in front, doors to both sides and a wooden floor. Well, that explains the noise of heels on wood. I felt intrigued, I wonder who owns those heels."Come through please, the far door on the left," said a woman's voice. It sounded warm and rich and sensuous.I walked into a room, it was large with big windows looking out into the garden. There were bookcases, a settee and some chairs. On the far side of the room was a beautiful woman sitting behind a desk with a faint smile on her lips. She had dark hair in a bob style, dark brown eyes and luscious red lips and a choker around her neck. She was wearing a crisp white shirt and I wondered what she was wearing on her lower half. Her almanbahis canlı casino skin tone was olive, maybe she was Latin."Welcome," she said."Thank you for seeing me," I paused wondering if I should continue. "I completed the form with my details, was it OK?""Yes, it was fine. Forgive me, we should do introductions. My name is Natalie and I'll be your therapist. I believe you have stress, I'm sure I can help you with that.""Thank you, I'm Chris and I'm stressed.""Let's get started then, I don't believe in wasting time." Natalie got up from her chair and I finally got to see what she was wearing on her lower half; a tight black skirt that ended half-way down her thighs continuing into a pair of perfectly aligned hems on 20 dernier close knit stockings and the heels were close to 4 inches patent leather. I found myself wondering what happened to the stockings under her skirt, trying to see if I could see the outline of suspenders.I caught myself staring, blushed and looked at the floor and then the heels on wood sound started again. "Tok, tok, tok," echoed in the room as she walked towards me."Take off your jacket, loosen your tie, recline on the settee and relax..."I did as I was told. Seemed like an excellent idea."I do various types of therapy but I've found that hypnotherapy has one of the best result ratios in my treatment plans so let's start with that. I'm going to play you some music and I will start talking. Just listen to the music and my voice and everything will be fine."Natalie walked over to the side of the room where there was a sound system. I watched her walk again, this time from behind. Was almanbahis casino she accentuating her stride, making her hips rotate and move up and down? It was beautiful. I was staring again, trying to spot if she was wearing suspenders or not. She turned and too late I looked away. She definitely saw me staring at her midriff. There was a slight twitch by her left eye, I wonder what that meant?Natalie sat down in a chair by the sofa. "This music is not pop music, it has drones and sustained notes in. It is designed to help you take your mind away to other places." The music starts and it is very simple. No beats, no tones, just noises that sound like violins or cellos or feedback guitar overlapping and interlacing with no real pattern to lock onto. Natalie started talking in her warm, sensuous voice. Describing large vistas of mountains and forests. She described flowers and meadows and seas lapping at the sand; I am most certainly starting to relax. I can smell a deep musky perfume. That's nice. I feel my hair being stroked. Is that normal for therapy? I don't care, it feels good."Are you relaxing?" Natalie asks."Uh-uh.""Keep your mind in the safe space you are in. Trust me, I am here to make you feel better. If you do... what I tell you... everything will be fine."I am hyper-relaxed. I have the impression that she is leaning over me but my eyes are shut and it just feels like too much effort to open them. I feel a hand on my cheek, soft. The hand caresses my check and works its way towards my mouth. I frown quizically. The finger enters my mouth and I suck it. Umm... I feel vulnerable but protected. The finger starts working it's way in and out and I hear Natalie whisper to my ear, "Just do what you're told and everything will be alright." I groan and feel another finger enter my mouth and the motion pushing the fingers into my mouth carries on. I continue sucking.

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admin Admin Üyelik tarihi: 25 Şubat 2015 Mesajlar: 20.307	A Suitable Case for Treatment? `En Ateşli Sex İçin Arayın 0023780009232` I was feeling stressed. I needed to do something about it. Everything had got on top of me. Too much work, too much travel, too much socialising. I asked Zoe for advice. She was a long-time friend who I knew had taken time off work several months before and had come back shining. She looked happy and relaxed. I gave Zoe a ring.Zoe looked at me. "You do look a bit washed out, what have you been doing?""Not much, I just seem to be rushing around trying to keep things going.""Well you're going to burn yourself out, you know that don't you?"Yes I did know that, I knew it but I needed someone to tell me."Listen," said Zoe, "I know a place that may help. Get your mobile out."I got my mobile out and she took it. Well, OK, she is trying to help."So here you are," she said, handing my phone back, "just leave the page open, or save it as a favourite or whatever. Memorise it.""Thanks Zoe." I looked at the screen and saw a web page with details of a hypnotherapist."Really," I said. I must have looked disappointed, pissed off or something as Zoe looked at me with a vaguely angry look."Yes," she said, "Try it, don't knock it. I feel so much better after I went."I took a train to the Midlands and then a taxi to a leafy suburb of the city. I asked the taxi driver to stop at the end of the road so I could walk the last bit to the house. I was a bit nervous as I usually am when meeting someone for the first time and I also wanted to make sure I had time to contemplate whether this was a good idea. I'd never been to a hypnotherapist before and wasn't sure it was for me.So I was feeling dubious when I rang the bell of the house. It was a pretty almanbahis şikayet big suburban house with a decent size garden, flowers, hedges and trees. Somewhere peaceful to sit in the summer with a beer I thought. It is a big house but I thought it made sense wondering how many people would have an office inside. So I waited outside, thinking my mundane thoughts. I could hear what sounded like heels on a wooden floor walking on the floor just the other side of the door. The sound faded. What is going on, why didn't whoever it was open the door? After a minute or so I rang the bell again. Silence. I had been waiting for maybe 5 minutes or more and it felt like a long time to wait for someone to answer the door. I was just turning away when I heard a buzz and the sound of a latch opening. I'm here now, let's try it. I pushed the door open and walked in.I found myself standing in a large wood-lined entrance foyer with a grand set of stairs in front, doors to both sides and a wooden floor. Well, that explains the noise of heels on wood. I felt intrigued, I wonder who owns those heels."Come through please, the far door on the left," said a woman's voice. It sounded warm and rich and sensuous.I walked into a room, it was large with big windows looking out into the garden. There were bookcases, a settee and some chairs. On the far side of the room was a beautiful woman sitting behind a desk with a faint smile on her lips. She had dark hair in a bob style, dark brown eyes and luscious red lips and a choker around her neck. She was wearing a crisp white shirt and I wondered what she was wearing on her lower half. Her almanbahis canlı casino skin tone was olive, maybe she was Latin."Welcome," she said."Thank you for seeing me," I paused wondering if I should continue. "I completed the form with my details, was it OK?""Yes, it was fine. Forgive me, we should do introductions. My name is Natalie and I'll be your therapist. I believe you have stress, I'm sure I can help you with that.""Thank you, I'm Chris and I'm stressed.""Let's get started then, I don't believe in wasting time." Natalie got up from her chair and I finally got to see what she was wearing on her lower half; a tight black skirt that ended half-way down her thighs continuing into a pair of perfectly aligned hems on 20 dernier close knit stockings and the heels were close to 4 inches patent leather. I found myself wondering what happened to the stockings under her skirt, trying to see if I could see the outline of suspenders.I caught myself staring, blushed and looked at the floor and then the heels on wood sound started again. "Tok, tok, tok," echoed in the room as she walked towards me."Take off your jacket, loosen your tie, recline on the settee and relax..."I did as I was told. Seemed like an excellent idea."I do various types of therapy but I've found that hypnotherapy has one of the best result ratios in my treatment plans so let's start with that. I'm going to play you some music and I will start talking. Just listen to the music and my voice and everything will be fine."Natalie walked over to the side of the room where there was a sound system. I watched her walk again, this time from behind. Was almanbahis casino she accentuating her stride, making her hips rotate and move up and down? It was beautiful. I was staring again, trying to spot if she was wearing suspenders or not. She turned and too late I looked away. She definitely saw me staring at her midriff. There was a slight twitch by her left eye, I wonder what that meant?Natalie sat down in a chair by the sofa. "This music is not pop music, it has drones and sustained notes in. It is designed to help you take your mind away to other places." The music starts and it is very simple. No beats, no tones, just noises that sound like violins or cellos or feedback guitar overlapping and interlacing with no real pattern to lock onto. Natalie started talking in her warm, sensuous voice. Describing large vistas of mountains and forests. She described flowers and meadows and seas lapping at the sand; I am most certainly starting to relax. I can smell a deep musky perfume. That's nice. I feel my hair being stroked. Is that normal for therapy? I don't care, it feels good."Are you relaxing?" Natalie asks."Uh-uh.""Keep your mind in the safe space you are in. Trust me, I am here to make you feel better. If you do... what I tell you... everything will be fine."I am hyper-relaxed. I have the impression that she is leaning over me but my eyes are shut and it just feels like too much effort to open them. I feel a hand on my cheek, soft. The hand caresses my check and works its way towards my mouth. I frown quizically. The finger enters my mouth and I suck it. Umm... I feel vulnerable but protected. The finger starts working it's way in and out and I hear Natalie whisper to my ear, "Just do what you're told and everything will be alright." I groan and feel another finger enter my mouth and the motion pushing the fingers into my mouth carries on. I continue sucking.