My name is Susan and this is my story...

My name is Susan and this is my story... I am writing this story while under hypnosis. My Dr., Master and lover Johnny, has given me permission to write this story and everything I tell you here is the truth and told from my perspective. I am single, never married and an only child to two loving parents who currently live in Maryland. I am 51 years old, stand 5''1 and weigh 103 lbs. I have short blonde hair and dull blue eyes. My frame is petite and my breasts are small, perhaps a 32b? (I''m not really sure since I have to get most of my clothes in the teen section of any clothing store.) I graduated high school with high honors and went to Auburn University in Alabama. I graduated in 1992 and became a nurse. And have lived a pretty normal life. The only problem is that I am unable to stay in a relationship with a man or woman for longer than a few months due to some unprocessed trauma from my youth. I have seen a lot of therapists over the years and have talked through my issues ad nauseam, but still I struggled to find any peace in my life. The last man I was with, before Johnny, told me that I was frigid. He said that while I exuded sex appeal my body was off limits. And he was right to a point. I closed down mentally and became numb to all pleasure. I just couldn''t stand to be touched, by anyone. I tried having sex with women as well as men. Every time I got naked and would become intimate with someone and they would touch my breasts or finger my pussy I would freak out! My best friend Janet suggested that I see a therapist. And I told her, "I have seen dozens of therapists, but it doesn''t seem to help me." "I know that ''Snoozy'' (Snoozy is my nickname, since I am always tired and nap a lot), and I''m not suggesting that you see another Psychotherapist. But I am suggesting that you see a Hypnotherapist." Janet said gently. "You mean a witch doctor? Isn''t that a bit extreme?" I blurted. "They are not witch doctors ''Snoozy''." She giggled. "Oh." I replied and laughed too. "I have a good friend who works as a Hypnotherapist. He is a great guy and really friendly and easy going. His name is John Smith (not his real last name) and I''ll send you his contact info." She said comfortingly. (Janet has been my best friend since college. She was my first college roommate and also the first woman I tried having sex with. And even though, I was unable to enjoy that experience, she stuck with me. We grew closer and closer over the years and she has helped me process so much anger and bitterness.) The following day I called Dr. Smith and made an appointment to come in that very day. I showed up at his office at 4pm. His office was very nice and was in the town of Marietta, Ga. I saw a young woman leave his room smiling and it reassured me that I was at the right place and doing the right thing. He ushered me in and we made small talk once I was seated in a very comfortable chair. I told him all about my life and he was very professional and took notes on a legal pad. And after telling him everything I could remember telling the last therapist I had seen, I stopped talking. "So, you''ve tried everything else and now you want me to help you. Is that correct?" He asked me. "Uh-huh." I nodded. "I think that we could have a lot of success with hypnosis Susan. I specialize in an area called regression therapy. Do you know what that is?" He asked. "No, not really." I told him honestly. "Okay, no problem. So what I do is hypnotize you and take you back to a place in your past where this trauma first happened and help you to work through whatever it may be. Do you have any questions about that?" He said. I shook my head no. He then opened up a drawer and took out a clipboard with a form on it. "I need you to read this over and then sign it at the bottom. Basically this document gives me permission to put you into a trance and try to get to the root of your issue through hypnosis." I took the clipboard from him and then read over the document and signed it at the bottom. And then handed it back to him. He looked it over and then set it on his desk. He then looked up at me and said, "Are you willing to let me put you into a trance?" I bit my lip and nodded my head and said, "Yes." He then stood up and came over to where I was seated and he took out a necklace from his pocket and held it out and said, "I want you to look at this red ruby and focus on it." I was a bit apprehensive, but listened to what he said and focused on the ruby as it began to sway back and forth. He then said, "I want you to focus on my deep voice as you watch the ruby Susan. You are growing relaxed and can feel all the tension leaving your body. Your eyes are growing heavy and you feel as though you are sinking deeper and deeper into the chair you are sitting in. Take in a deep breath and hold it for a second and blow it out. Now take in another deep breath and hold it for 2 seconds and blow it out. You feel so good and so relaxed. Your eyes are trying to stay open but you are having trouble keeping them open. You feel very relaxed and you close your eyes as you continue to listen to my voice. Your mind is blank and you feel very safe and secure. How do you feel Susan?" "I feel good." I replied in a monotone voice. "You are in a light trance but Now I am going to take you deeper. I will countdown from 10 to 1 and with each number I count you will go deeper down. And on the count of 1, you will be at the most comfortable, safe and relaxing place you can imagine. Begin to create that place Now, Susan. 10...going deeper down. 9...the more you can relax 8...7...the more you let go, Now. 6...5...halfway there and getting closer to your safe and comfortable place. 4...3...almost there Now. 2...just one number away from that safe and comfortable, relaxing place. Imagine being there Now, 1...deep and comfortable and safe and relaxed. Whenever you hear the word ''Pet'', spoken only by me, you will close your eyes and go into a deep trance like the one you are in now. This is a safe and comfortable place where you are open to suggestions. I''m going to bring you out of trance Now. You feel as though you are floating to the surface. The fog over your mind is lifting and you can sense your surroundings. You are still unable to open your eyes or move your limbs but you feel incredible. You feel better than you did when you walked into my office. Your body is starting to come awake and when you hear me count to the number 3 you will open your eyes and feel fantastic. But you will have no memory of being hypnotized and wonder if it even worked. You will be fully awake in 1...2...3." I opened my eyes and I looked at Dr. Smith and smiled. "Wow! I feel incredible!" I told him. "Did it work? Were you able to hypnotize me?" I asked. He smiled and said, "Yes. You were hypnotized Susan. All I did was put you into a trance. We did no regression therapy, but we will begin that on your next visit. I wrote a check for the visit and made another appointment for the next day. I went home with a new bounce to my step and that night as I slept I started fantasizing about Dr. Smith. I woke up extremely horny the next day and was really psyched for my next hypnotherapy session. But more than that, I was excited to see Dr. Smith again. ... I arrived at his office for my appointment. I sat in the comfortable chair and when he said, "Pet." I was deep in a trance again. He then said, "Susan, take me back to when you were at your Aunt and Uncle''s house after graduating high school." I told him about my Aunt and Uncle raping me. It was weird because I was so calm about it. I was looking at it from a different perspective. After I described each scene to him, he told me that I would have no memory of what happened and like magic, it was erased from my memory. Dr. Smith helped me to forget the worst of the trauma before he brought me out of my trance. And I woke up feeling incredible again. Although this time, I had a hunger and I''m not talking about food. I went home and again had a wonderful sleep. I dreamt about Dr. Smith again and when I awoke I noticed that my panties were soaked at the crotch. "Did I pee myself during the night?" I wondered. I arose and took a shower and got ready for work. All through the day, my mind flitted back to Dr. Smith and I felt a deep longing to see him again. I tried to figure out what was so intriguing about the man. I liked what he was doing for me for sure, but there was something else there as well. Could it be an attraction? He was a very handsome man and had kind eyes and well manicured hands. He was built well from what I could remember. I saw Dr. Smith again the next day and tried to study the man in the short amount of time that he was in my presence. When I smiled he smiled and when he spoke, I knew that it was his voice that was stirring in me something that no one else has ever stirred before. But all too soon, he put me into another trance and we worked through another couple of issues from my time with my Aunt and Uncle. I left his office that day feeling great. I got home and removed my clothes and discovered that my panties were again soaked at the crotch. My body felt alive and all my senses were on fire. I noticed too that my breasts were really sensitive as I cupped them in my hands. The more Dr. Smith helped me with his therapy the more I felt alive and my body was becoming unblocked. I watched in the mirror that day as my nipples grew erect. From just the lightest of touches from my fingers they grew long and thick. I traced them again and again and again and each circling of my fingers sent chills all over my body. And I shuddered, "Yes!" My pussy was so wet and when I felt a trickle work its way down my inner thigh, I knew that Dr. Smith had unlocked me. I went into my bedroom and laid down on the bed and pulled my knees up and started to lightly trace my fingers along my pussy lips. This was a time for self discovery. I closed my eyes and saw myself playing with my pussy. My lips felt very swollen and even the lightest touch from my finger tips had me moaning. I traced my fingers down to my vagina and dabbed the wetness pooling there before moving my fingers back up to my clit. It too was thick and swollen and I stroked it very lightly. I was on the verge of cumming for the first time in my life and I barely had even started to masturbate. I wanted to draw it out as long as I could. Dr. Smith entered my mind then and I imagined him telling me to wait. "Don''t cum until I tell you to cum my pet." I imagined him telling me. My finger tips tracing circles around the sensitive pearl under my clit hood. "Fuck!" I cried out suddenly and had to remove my fingers for fear of cumming too quickly and disobeying what he said to me. It took a few seconds but I eventually calmed down enough to continue with my fantasy. "Slide a finger inside your pussy." I imagined him telling me. "Yes Master." I said out loud and slowly slid the index finger of my right hand down to my slippery vagina. I traced the opening of my pussy with that finger before inserting just the tip inside. "Oh yeah." I groaned. I was tight and knew this from the multiple times that I inserted tampons in my vagina during my monthly cycle. My finger sank into my moist vagina and I felt all around the interior and marveled at how soft and good it felt. I brought it slowly out and then pushed it inside me once again. The sensations coursing through my body felt amazing and I removed my finger suddenly afraid that I again might cum too soon. I then did something I never tried before. I brought my wet finger up to my face. I looked at the juices coating my finger and then heard the imaginary Dr. Smith say, "Taste yourself for me Pet." So I brought my finger to my nose and inhaled my scent and this seemed to heighten my senses further. I then traced my wet finger over my lips before sliding it into my mouth. "Mmmmm!" I knew then that I wanted more. But then the imaginary Dr. Smith said, "Cum for me my pet. Cum Now!" So I complied and rubbed my clit furiously. The feeling was amazing and without even fingering my pussy again, I climaxed. "Yes! Oh Yes!" I cried out loud. My orgasm was upon me and I groaned, "Yessssssss!" as I climaxed really hard. The sensations I felt lasted for over 5 minutes and my whole body shook as the orgasm roared through my cunt. All too soon it was over and I felt exhausted. I then I turned on my side and went to sleep. ... I awoke the next morning again with a deep longing to see Dr. Smith again. Although this time, I was going to inquire whether he was dating anyone and/or if he ever saw his patient''s outside of work. I had butterflies for most of the day leading up to my appointment with Dr. Smith. I kept replaying over and over how he might react when I talked to him. I know I shouldn''t have worried myself like that but I couldn''t help it. I was so anxious when I arrived for my appointment that I was practically shivering. Dr. Smith noticed it immediately and had me sit in the comfy chair and immediately he put me in a trance. "You seem different today Susan. Is there anything wrong? I want you to be honest with me." He said. "Yes Dr. Smith. And no there is nothing wrong." I told him in my monotone voice. "I sense that something is off about you. Will you tell me what''s troubling you?" He asked nicely. "I am nervous about something in my personal life and upon seeing you those feelings suddenly came to the surface." I told him. "And what feelings are those?" He asked. "I am very attracted to you and want to do whatever I can to please you." I told him. "Oh okay. Well let''s begin and take me back to your experience with your Aunt and Uncle again." He told me. Dr. Smith helped me to erase some more troubling memories. And then he brought me out of my trance and I felt incredible. I also noticed that my anxiety was gone and as I sat there looking at him, my panties grew damp. "Dr. Smith, may I ask you something personal?" I said confidently. "Well okay. What do you wish to know Susan?" He asked. "Are you dating anyone?" I said. "Well no, not at the moment. Why do you ask?" He countered. "Have you ever dated one of your patients?" I questioned. He looked at me and smiled and said, "No Susan. I have not. It would be a breach of protocol for me to date one of my patients. I could lose my license." "Oh okay. So hypothetically speaking, what if I was no longer your patient. Would you go out on a date with me?" I asked him. He thought about it for a few seconds and nodded his head. "I would like that actually, but I don''t think much would come of it." "Why do you say that Dr.?" I inquired. "Well Susan, I don''t think you are submissive enough for my tastes. And based on your traumatic past I would be afraid of reawakening a memory that might cause you pain." He told me openly. "But I am submissive!" I blurted. "I mean, I want to learn to be submissive. And who better to teach me than someone who can hypnotize me at will. Sir." I told him honestly. He nodded his head once again and a light smile lit his face. "Okay, since it''s Friday, let''s go have dinner and see what comes of it?" ... Dr. Smith was 10 years older than me. (He was 56 to my 46) He had a quietness about him but also a confidence that really excited me. I hung onto his every word and after dinner he invited me back to his place for a nightcap. We were sitting on his couch and drinking Brandy. He kissed me and as he did I put my hand on his crotch. I thought that''s what I should do and he quickly broke the kiss and pushed me gently off of him. He studied me for a few seconds before speaking. "Lesson #1, I am in control. You are not...Lesson #2, Your body belongs to me Now...And Lesson #3, You don''t do anything unless I give you permission." He told me frankly. I instinctively removed my hand from his crotch. Dr. Smith then stood up in front of me and began to unbuckle his pants. He slid down his zipper and then let his pants drop to his ankles. He was wearing a pair of boxer briefs and I could clearly see the significant bulge and outline of his cock as it lay against his belly. "Press your lips against my dick, though my underwear but only use your lips and nothing else." He commanded me. I was nervous because I didn''t want to disappoint him, but I was also extremely turned on too. I had never given a man a blow job before but followed his instructions and pressed my lips against his dick. I felt his thick shaft and moved my lips over it and it began to swell and I heard him moan so I pressed my lips harder against it. His penis grew larger and thicker and he moved my head off of him so that he could remove his underwear completely. His dick flopped down and it was really thick and he told me to wrap my hands around his shaft and stroke his cock. I did as he asked and licked my lips as I got ready to do whatever came next. "Open your mouth Susan and take my 9 inch dick into it. Swirl your tongue over and around my head and as I push into your mouth, I want you to open your mouth wider. When my dick hits the back of your throat I want you to take my dick back out of your mouth. You will then begin to bob your mouth over my prick and try to take more and more of it into your mouth." He told me confidently. I did as he asked but it was a difficult fit and I gagged as his dick hit the back of my throat. It thrilled me to no end to be given directions to follow and he was very gentle with me since this was my first time. My mouth got sore pretty quickly but I continued to suck him in and out of my mouth. Dr. Smith was moaning and I felt his hands on the back of my head as he urged me to take his dick deeper into my mouth. His cock was throbbing and I felt certain that he was going to cum and rather than stop, I sucked his dick harder. Dr. Smith removed my mouth from his dick and pulled me to my feet. I then followed him into his bedroom. Once there he turned to me and tore off my clothes. He was pretty rough with me and actually tore my dress in the process. He grabbed my breasts through my bra and I groaned as his fingers pulled at my hard nipples. He pulled my small tits out of my bra and really worked over my nipples with his hands. My pussy was dripping and he started to kiss my neck. I then heard him whisper, "Your pussy belongs to me Susan and I forbid you to cum until I tell you to." What you need to understand is that, I was way beyond being able to control the feelings coursing through my body. My pussy was on fire and it took everything I had to keep myself from giving in to the orgasm that wanted to come out. And Dr. Smith seemed to know this and he quickly put me in a trance by saying the word, "Pet." "You are in a deep trance Susan and you will not be able to achieve an orgasm until I say the word "Cum." You will beg me to let you cum and I will not. This is part of your training to becoming my submissive pet. I will bring you to the peak of orgasm over and over and when you can no longer stand the sweet torture I will make you cum and it will be the biggest orgasm of your life. You will wake when I say the word vagina and remember everything I just told you. Vagina." He said and I came awake. Dr. Smith began to finger my pussy through my panties. He pushed the material into my wet slit so hard that he ripped a hole in them. I felt his fingers delve deeply inside my cunt and I was on the brink of an explosive orgasm. I thought I would not be able to hold back any longer when his fingers rubbed my swollen clit. "Oh Dr. Smith, please make me cum. Please make me cum." I groaned as I held on for dear life. He then tore off my wet panties and turned me around. He was so much bigger than me that he easily took control of my body. There was nothing gentle about his touch. He lined up his dick with my dripping pussy and then in one smooth motion he speared his huge cock into my cunt. "Fuckkkkkkk!" I cried out as his dick stretched my pussy beyond anything that I ever felt before.r"