Amourette' S Therapy -
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Amourette' S Therapy -

by Greemag 5 min read 4.5 (5,800 views)
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The suspensions that Amourette originally had were now gone. She had been sweetened by the easy money she was getting from John and certainly influenced by her selfish boyfriend, Thomas, who urged her to keep doing it.

She was now milking him, completely... for any reason, or no reason at all. John was paying her bills, buying her gifts, lending her money he knew he'd never get back...

On the other hand, John was fighting within himself. He loved Amourette desperately, but this situation was bleeding him financially and emotionally.

After much thought, he decided to confess his problem to her...

"Amourette... do you know how much I'm in love with you..."

"Really? Anything new to tell us?"

"What's new is that there are times when all this makes me suffer..."

"Whoever loves is suffering, baby... but be more specific"

"It's unbearable to give you so much money every month... we're depriving me of basic necessities of daily life, my friends have noticed that something is happening... I don't hang out with them anymore, I don't participate in activities, I'm isolated..."

"I understand..."

"It's also the emotional part... I adore you! It's absolutely hard to think that all the money I'm missing, you're spending with Thomas..."

Amourette smiled and looked at him seductively.

"Then why do you keep doing it?"

"There are other times... when I long to do it! To do it even more..."

"Yes... and when are those moments?"

"It's when..."

"Go on."

"When... I'm sorry, I'm having trouble saying it..."

"I don't want to slap you. Go on... tell me!"

"When I feel sexually aroused"

There was a pause that made John nervous and sweaty.

Amourette was skeptical...

"I know what we have to do, but you have to trust me."

"Amourette, I trust you completely."

"Excellent!"

Amourette got up from the couch and walked towards her office. John involuntarily looked at her super sexy and juicy ass and gasped in shock and arousal.

Then he saw Amourette again, returning with a box... and then she sat down next to him again and opened it, staring at it with his mouth open.

"It's called a chastity belt."

"And...?"

"And it's what you think it is, silly! A cage for your little bird."

"So I have to wear this?"

"Oh, yes... it's essential."

"Now?"

"Haha no, of course not... not in front of me"

"Then how..."

"But yes! Why not... you can go to the toilet and put it on now... that's how it's going to be!"

"But I don't even know how..."

"Why be so stupid?"

..and trying to stifle her laughter of excitement, Amourette explained to John how the device worked. It was a plastic cage of moderate size, which, yes, would push his penis slightly, but could easily fit it... but only if he didn't have an erection.

...and he always had an erection every time he was in the same room with Amourette... but now his penis was soft. Probably because he was too nervous about the procedure and the unexpected development. So he had no difficulty in putting on the cage and was only one step away from locking the lock in the special slot.

"What are you doing, you're late?"

"I've got it on. Should I lock it now?"

"Yes... and send me a photo with your cell phone!"

"What...?"

"Shut up and do as I say... and remind me to slap you later"

CLICK!

This so small sound, it was like thunder in john's ears, he was beginning to realize how much he was in trouble...

Nevertheless, he obeyed Amourette' s instructions, took out his cell phone and took the picture.

"Perfect... take 2 more close ups so we can see the lock."

"Right away, Amourette..."

"Hahaha, okay, get dressed and get out."

...John felt foreboding and hesitantly opened the bathroom door and returned to his landlady's office.

"How are you feeling?"

"Well, uncomfortable."

"Don't worry... you'll soon get used to it... After a while you'll feel uncomfortable if you don't wear it!"

"Amourette... I think it's too tight. How long do I have to keep it on?"

"Shh... come here!"

And then John felt the most complicated and premonitory and immediate emotion of his life. Amourette had come within arm's length and was hugging him... touching her superb breasts on him and enveloping with her soft skin and her perfume. As if that wasn't enough, she kissed him on the cheek.

"Ahhh"

"What is it...?" asked Amourette, smiling and without letting go of her arms.

"Amourette, I don't think I can take it..."

"Haha you'll do it for me!"

..and gave him another juicy kiss on the cheek.

John was overwhelmed... he felt his stomach knot, his cheek go numb and his penis wanting to explode.

"You asked me to remind you..."

"What thing?"

"To slap me..."

Amourette laughed hysterically... and she started! A slap, then another slap, then another... and again, sometimes left, sometimes right, sometimes straight, sometimes upside down...

She continued to slap her defenseless victim.

With intensity...

She was horny herself. She didn't want to stop.

...and she wouldn't stop!

SLAP! after SLAP! after SLAP!

She beat the shit out of him. Literally.

"Oh, excuse me... I think I overdid it!! haha"

...she said looking at John's cheeks that had turned red-purple.

"Our session is over... go home, take a nice shower, it'll help you calm down and we'll discuss everything in detail at our next meeting. I'll keep this one..."

...and John saw the key to his freedom for the last time, before Amourette stuffed it into her bra.

Just before he reached the exit door he heard her say...

"Oh... and please send 200 euros to Thomas' account. Tell him it's from me. I owe him since yesterday and I don't want to hear his whining."

"Yes, Goddess."

"Good boy... now get lost. Kisses."

John closed the door and was in despair. He really didn't know what to do. All he knew was that he had to get on his e-banking, his favorite contacts and send the 200 euros.

"Good evening Thomas, sorry to bother you... I sent you 200 euros. It's from Amourette."

...then he felt his penis trying to grow again, but couldn't.

He was more imprisoned than ever.

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