Sonjas Story Ch 05

Sonja was deep in the hypnotic trance. She was riding the pink cloud as high and as fast as she ever had before, and wherever the wisps of the pink cloud touched her skin she felt waves of pleasure, and she could feel the goosebumps all over her naked body. The sensation made her nipples straighten and harden, and she thought she could feel a telltale wetness between her thighs. Except for the feeling of heat and dryness in her mouth, she felt

wonderful

.

And even the dryness of her mouth was feeling better now. It had been almost unbearable a moment before, but the voice had reached out to her and guided her, reminding her where she was and how the pink cloud was there to help her. Sonja had felt unsure at first, but as the discomfort grew, so her resolve had withered. And besides, the voice sounded so

reasonable

.

As the voice had spoken, many small smoky tendrils of pink haze had mingled together until they merged into a single, solid, snake-like tentacle of pink bliss and inched its way closer to her mouth. It came closer and closer until it was only centimeters away, and Sonja watched it come closer as she felt the heat rise in her mouth... and between her legs.

With an effort, she slowly parted her lips, obeying the voice above her, and accepting whatever peace the pink cloud might bring her. It was already bringing her so much pleasure, what did she really have to distrust, anyway? She closed her eyes and her mouth opened all the way. It was not quite

gaping,

but it was still wide enough for the thick tendril of pink cloud that was waiting for entry.

The first sensation Sonja felt was wetness. In her mind, it was as if the pink tentacle had condensed a portion of the cloud within itself, making itself fluid and dripping that wetness into her mouth. She felt it on her lips, on her tongue, and slowly running down to her throat. She could feel the pink tentacle caressing itself against her lips, drawing its wetness slowly over them and now, its volume decreased by the secretion of the pink fluid, it pushed its way past her lips and settled itself into her mouth.

The second thing Sonja realized was that the tendril felt much smaller than it had looked, and while she could certainly feel its presence inside her mouth, it did not completely

fill

it like she thought it would. It had not inserted itself completely into her, and she could feel the rest of its weight perched atop her lips where they closed around the pink tendril.

The third sensation was relief, followed by sudden ease. Whatever sort of fluid the pink cloud had produced for her, it had done a remarkable job of soothing the heat and dryness she had been feeling on her lips, tongue, and throat. Now, with the head of the pink tendril plugged into her mouth, she could rub her tongue against it and even suck on it for relief. She marveled at the sensation of comfort and bliss that it brought her.

And so her body floated there in the nothingness, in a state of peace and pleasure, supported by the thick, voluminous pink cloud, with a single thick tendril of pink smoke conjured from the cloud between her legs winding its way up her body to penetrate her lips.

***

In the office, Dr. Victoria Dotz stood over her client, watching her carefully. Sonja was laying on her couch, one of the two facing each other in the center of the room, with a small coffee table between them. There were two empty teacups on the table, sitting on little saucers. Ignorant of their contents, Sonja had guzzled them both down, the first when the doctor offered it, and the second after the doctor had put her under hypnosis and

guided

her into it. They had both been drugged, and now Sonja was deep in the trance, deeper than she had ever been before.

The expression on Sonja's face was one of peace, the mind behind that face craving the emptiness that these sessions provided; and now with the pacifier in her mouth, Sonja was returned to an infant-like sort of...

un-existence.

At least that's how Victoria saw it, and she thought the sound of Sonja's gentle suckling corroborated it.

The doctor cast her gaze over the rest of Sonja's body, letting it linger greedily over her near-naked form. Sonja had come in wearing a blue sundress and black heels, with no socks, stockings, or overcoat of any kind. The heels had come off automatically, while she was still conscious, but the dress had come off later, after the hypnosis and the second cup of tea and

just

the right suggestions. But now she was only in her bra and panties, each one a pretty royal blue that matched the shade of her fingernails and toenails.

Victoria gazed at Sonja's chest as the younger woman breathed in and out in deep, steady breaths that filled her lungs, causing her breasts to sink and swell in a slow, gentle rhythm.

She wondered what would happen if Sonja woke up now, without her dress and her hypnotherapist standing above her, practically salivating. She knew it wouldn't happen though, that it couldn't. A single dose would have made Sonja easy to manipulate... two full cups meant there was now nothing stopping Sonja from riding the pink cloud for the next hour at least. Victoria didn't even have to speak at this point, if she didn't want to, but anything she

did

say could still penetrate to Sonja's subconscious mind.

The doctor pulled out her phone, switched it to camera mode, and held it up. She aimed it at Sonja, deeply entranced on the couch, and began taking pictures. She took several pictures from several different angles, and had them uploaded to her laptop on her desk, where she would later sort them and add them to her file on Sonja and her

progress.

"Good girl, Sonja. You're beautiful, you're doing exactly what your Mistress wants," Dr. Dotz crooned to Sonja. She repeated the phrase several times, slowly and softly, letting it gently seep into Sonja's brain. The rules were definitely looser now, and with Sonja so sedated, it was a perfect opportunity to instill new concepts into her client's subconsciousness.

Next she bent over Sonja's face, her phone still out, this time changing the mode to record video. Then the doctor pursed her lips, angled her tongue inside her mouth, and spat; shooting a wad of saliva straight down to smack wetly against Sonja's forehead.

Sonja's eyes rolled under their lids, but the gentle suckling continued unabated, and Victoria smiled her wicked smile.

"That was your reward, Sonja, for being such a good girl. For being so beautiful and always doing exactly what your

Mistress

decides for you. And it feels so good on your skin, warm and wet and pleasant, like a warm kiss, and you feel free and confident and proud. And the best part? You always get a reward, Sonja, when you're a good girl for

Mistress

. Understand?"

A meek, sluggish nod, and the doctor's smile widened.

"That's my good girl. Here's another reward for you. A reward from your

Mistress.

"

She spat again, this time hitting Sonja's cheek.

"Keep sucking, Sonja, harder. That's a good girl."

The suckling was louder now, and wetter. Victoria reached down with her free hand and wiped the saliva on Sonja's cheek and forehead, gently but deliberately spreading it over the rest of her face.

"Always wear your reward like a badge of honor. It's your trophy, Sonja, you should be proud to show it off!"

The sucking continued, and Sonja moaned a soft groan of obeisant understanding.

"Mmh."

Victoria could feel pressure against her hand as she spread her spit across Sonja's face, and realized the young woman was subconsciously pushing into the contact, seeking her touch.

Slut,

thought Victoria, and she stopped recording the video. She had probably already recorded enough to guarantee herself some jail time, but what she was about to do she wanted no record of.

At least not yet.

She slid her phone back into her pocket and leaned further over Sonja, using both free hands to support herself against the couch. She massaged her tongue against the roofs and sides of her mouth to build up more saliva, and when her mouth finally felt full she leaned in even closer to Sonja and let it spill out of her mouth, deliberately aiming for Sonja's chest and trailing down between her breasts to her belly button.

"Even more reward for you, Sonja. You're doing so well for your

Mistress

, riding the pink cloud like a good girl and wearing your new makeup so proudly. Such a good girl, and I know the reward feels so good. So wet and so blissful, for my good Sonja."

And Victoria leaned in even closer, her tongue out, and began to lick her spit across Sonja's skin.

***

On the pink cloud, Sonja could feel nothing but bliss. The pink tentacle had somehow multiplied and had massaged her face, rubbing in the strange wetness that the voice called

Mistress

had promised was a reward. As far as Sonja could tell, Mistress had been right. She wasn't sure if it was the wetness itself or the way the tentacles massaged it into her skin that made her feel so good, but she couldn't deny there was some sort of

connection

forming between her and them. It was unlike anything she'd ever felt before, and it felt good.

She wondered if she could become addicted to feeling this good, but before she could finish the thought, the Mistress had spoken again and Sonja forgot what she was wondering, and she remembered she didn't have to worry about anything but what Mistress told her.

It had evidently been the right conclusion, because a moment later she had felt more wetness, more

reward

, splattering on her chest and stomach, and the tentacle massaging her face moved down to follow it. She could feel the change in sensation as the tentacle went from smooth and soft to rough, wet, and scratchy.

It felt wonderful, and in response to the feeling, she moaned long and sweet through the tentacle still clamped to her mouth, then continued to suck the tip of it still jutting through her lips.

She wanted more, so much more, but didn't know how to get it. Her body began to respond to the tentacle rubbing against her chest, sliding wetly between her breasts, and gliding roughly over her stomach. Automatically, wherever the pink tentacle pressed its wet roughness against her skin, Sonja began to press back, pushing herself into the contact, and moaned again.

***

Victoria had licked her way down to Sonja's belly button and gently kissed it, feeling how Sonja reflexively pushed into the touch. She had her client where she wanted her, she knew, and she began to slowly trace her fingers up Sonja's legs. She continued to kiss and lick the younger woman, letting her mouth roam from Sonja's navel to her cleavage and up to her neck, and then back down again as her fingers inched up Sonja's inner thigh.

The sensation made Sonja moan again, and the erotic anticipation had made her break out into a sweat. Victoria could see the glistening sheen on Sonja's skin, and as her hand finally came to rest on Sonja's pubic mound, the younger woman spasmed, her hips bucking up and forcing more intense contact.

Victoria grinned and held her hand firm, letting Sonja grind herself against it. Sonja had continued to moan, and now Victoria crooned back at her.

"Ohh now doesn't that feel good, Sonja? Don't you like that so much? Don't you wish you could feel like this forever?"

Sonja nodded her head vigorously, her eyes still closed, deep in the trance. She had answered correctly, so Victoria rewarded her pupil by sliding her hand under the waistband of Sonja's blue underwear and slipping her long middle finger between the soaking wet folds of Sonja's labia and then up, until she found the woman's clitoris, and rubbed her fingers into it, up and down.

Sonja moaned again, louder than before, and the pacifier fell from her mouth, bouncing from her chin to her chest to rest between her modest breasts. Victoria looked down at it, and then up at Sonja's still-open mouth, which was now opening and closing, not unlike a baby bird, searching blindly for the device. Thinking quickly, Victoria pulled her soaking wet fingers from Sonja's warm pussy and pushed two of them together into Sonja's mouth, who began to suckle them gently. Victoria was disappointed she didn't save a taste for herself, but this felt better by far.

The doctor could feel the wetness between her own thighs, and her free hand compulsively went to her waistband. Before she could stop herself, her fingers had dipped between the folds of her own pussy, and she fingered herself while Sonja helplessly sucked the fingers of her other hand. She continued for a few more minutes and then switched, gently removing her fingers from Sonja's mouth and down to Sonja's replacing them with the wet fingers of her other hand back into Sonja's mouth.

She worked the young woman like that for several more moments, using her soaking wet fingers to penetrate Sonja's mouth and pussy. Victoria never let the younger woman come to an orgasm, always removing pressure before the heat could ignite into fire. She would croon to Sonja, telling her how good she was for submitting, and how good she was for not succumbing to the heat without permission. Sonja responded well, smiling complacently at compliments, and moaning softly when the hands touched her.

***

Sonja blinked several times and looked at Dr. Dotz, who was sitting on the other couch, staring at her. She looked down at her dress, absently smoothing a small wrinkle by her knee, and then back at the doctor. "So?"

The doctor raised a quizical eyebrow. "So?"

"So do you think you can put me under in five minutes or not?"

Victoria laughed a loud, sweet-sounding laugh and smiled broadly at Sonja, then pointed at the clock.

Sonja turned and examined the time and her jaw dropped. How could the session be over already?

"But -"

"Now now, Sonja. That's the end of our session today. You did very well."

Sonja opened her mouth as if to speak again, but she could think of nothing to say. Her mouth stayed open as she tried to think, and Victoria thought it made her look stupid, so she did nothing to correct it.

Finally, Sonja managed to utter a simple, "Oh, um, well thanks." She smiled absently at Victoria, who stood and made her way to the door.

"No, thank you!" Said the doctor in reply, as she opened the door to the hallway. "You're always such a treat to work with."

Sonja blushed and stood up, smiling again at Victoria and walking towards the door. Victoria noticed the girl still wasn't closing her mouth all the way, and wondered if she had gone too heavy on the tea. She shook the thought from her mind as Sonja walked past her to leave.

"See you again next week, Sonja!"

"See you next week, Dr. Dotz."

The doctor closed the door behind Sonja, who was left alone in the hallway. She felt a little confused and a little light headed, but otherwise she felt *wonderful.* She made her way quickly through the lobby, offering a smile and lingering glance at Thomas before stepping out into the early evening air. She was unconcious of the wetness between her thighs or the hardness of her nipples as she walked, her heeled shoes clicking against the pavement.

*THOCK*

*THOCK*

*THOCK*

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To Be Continued...

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Author's Note: Feedback is always appreciated! Things you like, things you don't. Even just sharing your favorite scene or how you feel when you read it helps me get dialed in for the next chapter!