Dr. Tyrolea Kasparian "Hedy" Hedwig smiled at Stanislaus Smutts encouragingly. Here in the therapist's office, Hedy was still professional and fully dressed.
Thick auburn hair tied back primly in a bun, knee length skirt and heels, and Hedy had been the best kind of shrink you can be.
Hedy had a curious job as a counselor, to ease hopeful but hesitating men and women into a role as a dominant. First through talk therapy and then a little hands on.
"Things are changing, Stan. Didn't you tell me your girlfriend wanted you to keep her in check? That she couldn't marry you unless you could be an authority figure?"
Stan nodded, but he was still in some shock.
Just last week, Hedy had taken Stanislaus to a wooded area in Buttermilk Falls park, and then, in front of the shy man...
There, the conservatively dressed psychotherapist had stripped bare, displaying a glorious peach colored body with full, pink breasts and a "landing strip" vagina.
Hedy had smiled at Stanislaus, who was a bit spellbound. Beautiful as he'd thought Dr. Hedwig was, Stanislaus had had the ultimate respect for her, as they'd gone through his childhood and adult issues, and here she was, naked as a jaybird.
"What do you think, Master?" Hedy cocked her head. "Do you like the merchandise?"
"Oh, my God, yes Doctor He-"
"I really think you can call me Hedy now, Stanislaus." As Hedy had spoken, she bent and took a small penknife from her purse and then standing, went to a hickory tree and cut off a switch, trimming the edges.
As Hedy had gone to the tree, Stanislaus had watched her full buttocks move, and had almost gone out of his mind with desire. To be a Master to this little cupcake!
Hedy waved the switch a few times in the air, swinging it back and forth experimentally.
Stanislaus looked down at the pink breasts, and had licked his lips.
"I also have a thick leather strap in my bag, and next time I'll bring a Spencer paddle which has holes in it for full swing."
"O-okay."
"Now I want you to whip me, Master Stanislaus. Don't be shy, this is what you want, and what your girlfriend Arianna, wants, as she's a submissive. Discipline me.""
Yes, Stanislaus's girlfriend Arianna was paying for this course, Ari had some serious coin, and Stanislaus was eager to become a Master. Still, Ari was cute, but Dr. Hedy was something from the movies.
"Arianna appreciates your masculine gentleness, and your kindness, but she has a need for a fearsome dominant. a strict, cruel man."
The good doctor saw a bulge in the shy man's pants. She came up and stroked it a bit, and smiled. "I've been a bad girl. Don't let me get away with it."
Then, Hedy had stepped back. Naked but for her stilettos, she carefully knelt in front of Stanislaus. The ground in the wood was littered with broken glass, cigarette butts, and other detritus, but the elegant therapist seemed right at home.
Stanislaus had had a great time. He'd broken four or five switches on Hedy's raised buttocks, and then she'd stood up and asked if he wanted to whip her beautiful full breasts.
"I-I don't know. I'd give anything to kiss them, actually."
"You can do that too, Master. You can kiss and suck on my nipples to make them more sensitive-"
And indeed Stanislaus had done this, sucking and then lashing Hedy's tits with appreciative vigor. Hedy had taken the whole thing in silence, one lone tear coming down her cheek.
"Am I hurting you too much?"
"Remember, Stanislaus, I have a safe word. You are a wimp compared to some of the dominant men and women I've served."
This had irritated Stanislaus slightly, and he'd lashed Hedy's breasts harder.
Stan had been in shock, watching Hedy show almost no reaction to the swinging, cruel branch, except to say "Thank you Master Stan. May I have another?"
Finally Stanislaus's arm had gotten tired, and Hedy had dropped to her knees, unzipped her student Master's pants and given him a loving, slurping blowjob.
