Group Therapy Is Not Optional

"Ummm...." Holly lowered her voice, trying to talk to the doctor's receptionist as softly as possible. "Is she supposed to be here?" She discreetly pointed at the other girl in the waiting room.

The receptionist looked over at the other girl. She was happily masturbating while wearing nothing but a bra and staring at herself in large mirror hung on the wall. "Chloe?" The receptionist looked at her computer screen and pulled up her notes for today. "Yes, Doctor Whittaker has booked you both for a group hypno therapy session in twenty minutes."

"Twenty minutes. I thought my session started in five minutes. In addition, I don't want to share. There must be a mistake. I'm paying for--" Holly protested.

Ding, ding. The receptionist interrupted her by ringing a bell that she kept behind the desk. "I'm sorry, what were you saying?"

Holly's face went slack for a moment before reanimating. "I... I don't want... I mean...." Holly tried to keep going but stumbled over her words. She felt her resistance melting away until she finally stopped talking.

"I know that one of Doctor Whittaker's philosophies is freedom of choice, but sometimes things are not optional." The receptionist said confidently, clearly reading it from her screen. "Do you know what that means?"

"Yes. It means I must do as I am told" Holly responded, taking a deep breath. "I must do as Doctor Whittaker says or I won't get better. He knows best. I don't think, I just obey."

"Correct, Now, I think I have covered everything in here, so please take a seat." The receptionist directed her towards Chloe.

Holly ignored her. "By any chance do you know why he would want the two of us to do a group session? How is this supposed to help me?" Holly desperately asked, hoping for an explanation.

The receptionist looked back at her notes. "He didn't write that here. So, I don't know."

Holly tried not to explode. "But you work here, you must see this happen at other times. Do you have any idea?"

Holly could see the receptionist's face get full of panic. The receptionist took a deep breath and counted slowly to ten. "I'm so sorry, it is not my job to know that. I know my place. I don't need to know more than what my job requires. I'm sure that if you need to know the doctor will tell you." The receptionist looked so much more relaxed now. "Well, that is all that it says here. I have nothing else to tell you that you are allowed to know." Holly's eyes widened, worried that there are things about her that she isn't supposed to know. The receptionist continued. "Take a seat next to Chloe and get comfortable."

"Okay" Holly walked away. She wanted to sit as far as possible from Chloe, but the receptionist had specifically said to sit next to her. Maybe this was something the doctor wanted her to do. She would hate to disobey him. He has been so kind to her. He knows best. Holly sat right next to the mirror Chloe was using to look at herself as she masturbated. Holly desperately tried not to watch, but Chloe called her name.

"Hey, Holly." Chloe smiled with a little giggle, noticing Holly's shyness. "I overheard your name. Don't worry, I don't mind if you look at me. In fact, I like it." Chloe continued touching herself, going a little faster as soon as Holly finally focused her eyes on her. "So why did you start coming to see Doctor Whittaker?"

Holly took a second to decide if she wanted to share. On one hand, this was incredibly personal, but on the other, she had never been able to talk about this to anyone. She would never talk about what happens with Doctor Whittaker with anyone who is not his patient. They wouldn't understand. "You promise not to tell anyone? I have made so much progress, but I don't think people would understand."

Chloe laughed gestured to her undressed state. "Oh sister, I totally understand. Doctor Whittaker may have unconventional techniques, but he clearly knows what he is doing. Way ahead of his time. People would never understand."

"Great, you get it." Holly felt so happy to finally share. "Well, I was trying to stop smoking and I saw his advertisement on my way to work. I actually work less than a block away from here. So, I thought "Fuck it" and came. It was incredible. Within two sessions I had stopped smoking. I was ecstatic. The Doctor did tell me that there may be unintended consequences. I was smoking for a reason and now that I had quit, this reason would come to the surface. I assumed that it was stress, but I wasn't worried. I thought that sounded reasonable. People smoke to relax. He laughed. The doctor said that I would be surprised. I stayed calm. I figured that if hypnosis can stop my smoking, then I'm sure it can make me stress less or whatever side effect I get." Holly stopped telling her story, getting embarrassed again.

"What happened next? What was the real reason you were smoking?" Chloe prodded.

"Oral fixation. That is why I smoked" Holly confessed.

"What?" Chole exclaimed.

"Yeah, it was so bad. By day two I started dreaming of sucking cock. By day four I had to buy a dildo to cover my urges. I was so lucky that the Doctor had scheduled my next session earlier than usual because I don't think I would have made it the usual without sucking one of my employees."

"Wow, that is so much worse. Did you ask the doctor to fix it?" Chloe was shocked.

"Yeah, I did. But after hypnotizing me, he made me see reason. If I quit sucking cock, I might go back to smoking. He reminded me that sucking cock is not going to kill me, but smoking will. He told me that I just needed to make sure to suck someone I trusted. So, I started sucking his cock every session. That way I got it out of my system, while he worked to help me remove this fixation." Chloe nodded as she listened along. "About two months ago, he told me he could finally remove it and I think he succeeded."

"Wow. Doctor Whittaker is incredible. Why are you still coming back?" Chloe asked, happy to hear everything turned out well for Holly.

"I missed it. I missed the urges. Doctor Whittaker was right. It is an important part of me. I was never as happy as when I gave in to the urges and spent hours sucking my dildo. So, he reawakened those urges. Now we work to manage them as much as we can, so they don't get in the way. I'm so thankful. I don't think anyone else could do it. It's almost scary how good he is. The wildest thing is that sometimes he will text me to come over because I'm about to relapse. At first, I thought it was dumb, but every time I become desperate for cock within five minutes of reading the message. It's like he can read my mind. I love Doctor Whittaker. He is incredible."

"He truly is. Doctor Whittaker is a man ahead of his time" Chloe agreed.

"Smartest man on earth" Holly continued.

"He always knows best" Chloe finally said. Both girls smiled while thinking about how amazing Doctor Whittaker is. After a couple of seconds, Chloe broke the silence. "Wait, you said he would call you during the day. Doesn't he have sessions during that time?"

"Yeah, he does. Most of the time, I will kneel under his desk and suck him off as he is dealing with another patient." Holly explained.

"Really! Can you tell me about some of them and their problems?"

Holly looked horrified. "No, of course not. I would never share that. I pretend like I'm not there. I'm dealing with my issues, and they are dealing with theirs. If you want to know then you can ask them yourself."

Chloe giggled. "Well anyways. I'm surprised you are so squeamish about sex if you walk into his sessions."

"Well, I mostly just suck his cock, so I don't see anything else that is going on. If he he gets up from his desk and interacts with his patients, I just stare at his empty seat. I have only watched him fuck one of his patients once."

"WHO?" Chloe couldn't help herself.

Holly looked around, before nodding her head toward the receptionist.

"MEG!" Chloe said, surprised.

"Shut up." Holly shushed her. "Be discrete."

"Was she moaning about how she is a sex toy and nothing but a fleshlight?"

Holly lit up "Yes she was. I don't know what was up with that."

"I know," Chloe said with a wicked smile.

"What is it? What was she up about?" Holly needed to know. She had wondered ever since.

"Well, if you tell me of one of the patients you have walked into, I will tell you."

Holly looked a little frustrated. "Okay, but just one." She took a second. "The most common thing I walk into is this lesbian couple. Their issue is that they are scared of telling people they are gay. So the doctor has them in a version of exposure therapy. They show up and let Dr. Whittaker watch them fuck, so that they get used to people knowing that they are gay."

"That is smart. He can watch them fuck and have you suck his cock at the same time. You both get excellent service." Chloe said, reinforcing her belief that Doctor Whittaker was the smartest man in the world.

"Sometimes. It works out like that about four out of five times. Sometimes, one of the girls isn't being loud enough. So, the doctor will get up and start fucking that girl in the ass to get her to be louder. Those times I just have to suck my dildo. It's a bummer but I understand." Holly paused for a second. "Now, tell me about the receptionist."

"Yes, Meg. Meg came in because she felt worthless. She felt like she wasn't good at anything. She felt underqualified for her job, her life, everything. She needed a purpose." Chloe started explaining. "Doctor Whittaker gave her two choices. She could continue to struggle to improve herself or he could help her come to terms with her natural skills. She picked the second option, so he gave her a job as his receptionist. He taught her that it was okay to not be able to do some things. She doesn't have to try to be better. She just does her simple job, reading the notes he writes for her. That is why she gets so stressed anytime you ask her to do anything other than read the notes that the doctor gave her. She is so much happier now. You know how you feel when the Doctor puts you under?"

Holly leaned closer to Chloe, "You mean happy and calm. Not thinking. Happy to do anything he wants?"

"Yes. That is how she feels all the time." Chloe said enthusiastically.

"Fuck that sounds amazing. Maybe I should have given up too." Holly said before both of the girls laughed.

Chloe continued "I think she doesn't even pick her clothing anymore. One time I walked in, and she was entirely naked. She didn't seem to notice. When I asked her why, she panicked and just said that the doctor didn't tell her to get dressed, so it must be okay."

"So, what's up with the human fleshlight thing?"

"That is actually how I know what her problem was. One day I arrived, and she was so excited." Chloe took a second to remember the exact words Meg had said. "I think it was 'Doctor found a second purpose for me. I'm so happy. My body is the perfect sex toy.' Yeah, that is now part of her self-worth thing. She needs to have a purpose. Doctor Whittaker is so kind to be using her body like that. Being a sex toy is half of how she gets her self-worth."

"I understand. Wow. Good for her" Holly exclaimed.

"I know. Another happy ending." Chloe agreed.

"So, what's up with you? Why are you watching yourself in the mirror as you masturbate?"

"I will tell you if you tell me about another patient," Chloe demands.

"Not fair. I told you about myself and one patient. You have only told me about Meg. I deserve to hear about you." Holly demanded.

"Okay, okay, fair is fair." Chloe started. "I used to have self-confidence issues. I didn't like how my body looked. I kept trying to lose weight by dieting and exercising, but I was never able to stick with it. Then I started to see Doctor Whittaker. The day after my first session, I went on a run. I wasn't even planning to do it, I just wanted to. I haven't missed a day since then. Next, I noticed that I was eating better and losing weight. People started making comments about me looking better. I couldn't believe it. I made a second appointment as soon as I could." Chloe was clearly excited. "I was in heaven. Doctor Whittaker had given me everything I wanted. But just like you, there were side effects. I started dressing skimpier and skimpier. I became desperate for other people to see my body. I needed their approval so I could feel good about myself. I didn't like it. So, the doctor helped me learn how to love myself. That is why I do this." She said, referring to her naked self. "Once I realized that I could look at myself and see that I am beautiful and sexy, everything changed. Sometimes I still need outside approval, but that is what Doctor Whittaker is for."

Holly listened. Her feelings shifted between joy for Chloe and admiration for Doctor Whittaker. "Why have you not tried dating someone? You could have someone you trust appreciate you. Wouldn't that help?"

"Yeah, Doctor Whittaker brings it up all the time. It's just that I don't trust most men."

"I know, they are almost all horrible." Holly agreed. "He keeps telling me the same thing. If I found a guy, then he could help me with my problem. Honestly, the only man I trust is Dr. Whittaker. Most men just want women for sex."

"I'm exactly the same way. The more I learned about myself, the more I just can't deal with men. Maybe if Doctor Whittaker met with them and helped them, but he only takes female patients."

Holly breathed out "Well. I guess we can't all date Doctor Whittaker." The girls looked at each other and started blushing before bursting out laughing. Suddenly they heard someone clear his throat. The girls suddenly noticing that Doctor Whitaker was standing right next to them. "How long have you been there?" They both asked.

The doctor smiled. "Long enough. My previous appointment already ended. You girls probably didn't notice her leaving. I didn't want to interrupt your conversation, but it is time for your session. So, enough talking, time for therapy." He clapped his hands.

Both of the girls responded in unison "Yes Sir." They stood up and followed him to his office. It looked as it always did. A comfy room, with his desk on one side. In the middle of the room a chair for the therapist facing a sofa where the patients sat. The girls sat next to each other, looking attentively as the doctor took his notes from his desk and moved to his chair. They waited silently as he read his notes.

"Girls, I think I have figured out how to make a big breakthrough with both of you. In fact, you girls should be able to figure it out yourselves." The doctor explained.

"You are going to date us?" Holly asked, a little confused but hopeful.

"No. That would be deeply unethical. How could I treat my other patients if I have a partner? It would be wrong to have sex with my patients if I did that. I would hate cheating on my partner. So, I'm doomed to be single."

Chloe got overwhelmed by how much she loved Doctor Whittaker, "Oh Doctor, we would be lucky. I don't think any other man would sacrifice himself like that for his patients."

"Shut up, Chloe." Doctor Whittaker said forcefully. "I was talking. We have discussed about this before. Don't interrupt me."

Chloe looked ashamed. "Sorry Doctor, you are right. I should know better."

"Great!" The doctor continued. "You were talking about how great it would be to date another of my patients. That is why you are both here. Based on what I saw in the waiting area, you two have chemistry." Both of the girls resisted interrupting but desperately wanted to bring up their problems with his plan. "This solves everything. Chloe, you will have someone to appreciate you and your body; and Holly, you will have someone to help you with your oral fixation. I'm sure that after some hypnosis you won't be able to tell the difference between a strap-on and the real thing." The doctor leaned back. "So, what do you think?" The girls exploded. Trying not to sound angry, but to make all of their concerns clear. Neither was gay. They had just met. If he could make them gay, then why couldn't they just go out and find their own female partners? The more the Doctor let them speak the more they pushed back against his idea. How dare he choose their partners. They should have control over that part of their lives. The doctor listened until he got bored. Then he just raised his index finger. Both girls shut up immediately and looked at him attentively. He smiled at how quickly they responded to the hypnotic trigger. "Good Girls Relax." The girls slumped back into the sofa and fell into a deep trance. He continued speaking, disregarding everything they had said. "Now, since you two are going to be dating, you should get into each other hobbies. Isn't that a good idea?" The girls nodded. "Good. Holly, show off your body to me the way Chloe does." He commanded. Holly immediately stood and mechanically began to take off her clothes. "Chloe, you need to learn about Holly's oral fixation. Come over here and suck me." Chloe nodded and dropped to the floor. She started crawling towards Doctor Whittaker. The Doctor noticed a quick smile on Holly's face. A glimpse of thought. "What are you thinking about Holly?"

Holly stopped undressing and turned all her attention to her doctor. "Sorry doctor. I know I'm not supposed to have any thoughts of my own during a trance. I was just thinking about how lucky your receptionist is. She gets to feel this relaxed and happy all the time."