Psychiatrist's Puppet (Loftry University Playthings 3) - Page 43


Chapter 13

Andrew


Reschedulingthose two from this morning set my schedule behind in a way that I didn’t like, but it was well worth it to finally break through a few of Chastity’s walls. Pulling up my computer, I tap on a few keys to pull up her screen. If she's following the schedule, she should be in orientation now. Pulling out my pad, I jot down a quick note to thank Todd for setting all this up for us. I’m not sure why she has such an aversion to studies, but if she’s willing to give me a month, I’m willing to drop it.

I get the feeling no one ever really pushed her in things that would be more beneficial to her and not them, but that’s going to change. Besides, everyone needs an occupation, and I really don’t need more than one housekeeper. If she doesn’t like Loftry, then I’ll find a trade school for her to go to. What I won’t let her do is sulk around the house, deep in her thoughts.

She seems to be interacting well with the other online students, so I watch her for just a few more minutes before getting ready for my next client. I wasn’t kidding when I told her sex issues sell. So far, I’ve already dealt with two men who are so repressed they could turn coal into diamonds by sticking the lumps up their asses. If only more people would embrace their darker natures and desires.

Shutting down the computer, I gather my notes and sit in my therapist's chair. Thoughts of Chastity in her new jewelry, the chastity belt, and nothing else have me adjusting my pants. Closing my eyes, I think of stats on Doctor Kellogg. He’s always good for deflating me. The last thing I need is a raging boner with my next client. Once I’m under control, I buzz the front to let them in.

* * *

Chastity’s fingersfly over the computer, a delightful blush tingeing her cheeks. She looks happy, healthy. Setting my briefcase down, I watch as she pours herself into her assignment. She’s so consumed that she doesn’t even see me. Smiling, I step back out of the room and freshen up for dinner.

A few moments after being in the shower, a tentative knock pulls me out of my thoughts. Chastity enters, her cheeks red as she watches me bathe. Smirking, I turn to give her a full show, squirting soap on my chest and rubbing it down my waist. Her eyes follow my hands as if she’s mesmerized, so I dip lower, groaning as I soap up my hardened cock.

The thought of her has had me on edge all day, so it doesn’t take long before the telltale tingle in my balls starts to fire up my brain. Slamming my hand on the glass door, I pin her with a stare.

“Dress. Off. Now,” I growl, not caring that she’s undressing herself. It’s under my orders, so it’s okay. Her hands flit about her body, yanking and tugging on the dress until she’s finally free of it. “Pinch your nipples.” Just watching her play with her breasts has me about to shoot off, but I’m not nearly done with her yet.

Using my free hand, I reach over and press the buzzer, alerting Angela that I need her. Within a minute or two, she waltzes through the door and bows her head. “I want that chastity belt off of her.”

“Yes, Sir.”

She wastes no time yanking down the straps, revealing Chastity’s glistening mound. Arousal drips from her lower lips as they’re revealed by the metal leaving her body.

“Leave us.”

“As you wish, Sir.”

With another nod, she leaves, closing Chastity in with me. “Touch yourself.”

“B-but I am.”

To her credit, her fingers have never left her breasts. In fact, while Angela was seeing to her, it seems her breathing quickened all the more along with the plucking of her nipples. Would she enjoy being pleasured by another woman, perhaps? I’m not opposed to the idea, but I know she’s nowhere near ready for that type of enjoyment.

“Lower. Spread out your pussy, and let me see you touch yourself.” Hands shaking, she drifts lower, red creeping from her face down to her chest. The ache in my balls is almost unbearable as her fingers flick her clit. “Have you touched yourself before?”

“Yes, Sir.” The blush deepens even more, her face almost matching her nipples.

“Then you should know exactly what to do. You will get yourself off. Do not make me command you again. You don’t want to see how long I make you wait for the next one.”

With a gasp, she strokes herself harder, letting her head fall back. More moisture gathers at her entrance, and I long to taste her again, but not right now. This is about her pushing herself, allowing her to be free around me, giving herself fully and not holding back. Her muscles clench, sending the dilator bouncing on the floor. Soon it will be my fingers in her and not some silicone imitation.

My balls tighten further as the orgasm wracks her body. Thick ropes of cum spray the glass door and dribble down to the tiles. Resting my forehead on the glass, I watch her continue to fall apart as the aftershocks rock through her.

“That’s my good girl. Go lie down on the bed. I’ll meet you there when I’m done.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Sighing, I pull away from the glass and sag against the warm tile. The hot water feels good on my body, relaxing me as I finish cleaning up. Oh yes, I can definitely get used to this. I let the water run over my body for a few more minutes before taking some soap and getting most of my cum off the door. Angela already does a lot for me; I don’t want to add this to the list.

I turn off the water and step out to towel off, feeling depleted and oddly satisfied. By this point, I would have been balls deep inside any woman I played with, but with Chastity, it’s different. I don’t have to be inside her to get the same satisfaction. Smiling, I walk back into the room, pleased to see her lying on the bed, curled up like a little kitten.

“Should we go down for dinner? Or should I have them bring it up?”

“It’s your choice, Sir.”

Frowning, I cross the divide to cup her cheek. “It’s my choice, but I do take your wishes into consideration. School notwithstanding.”

Her face breaks out into a grin, and she’s simply breathtaking. “I’d like to eat up here, please.”

“Done. Then you can tell me all about orientation.”

The happy squirm she does as I throw on a pair of sweats and leave the room is not only adorable but heartwarming. I knew she’d come around to my brand of treatment, but not even I expected it to be so soon.

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