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Authors name: Andy G. (otisblues@hotmail.com)
Story title : Reaction Formation - 2
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Reaction Formation - 2 (MF, mc)
by Andy G. (otisblues@hotmail.com)
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A man develops a program of mind control utilizing
the Freudian defense mechanism of Reaction Formation.
Various unexpected results are discovered.
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CHAPTER 2
The next week was mostly uneventful for Kathy at
work. However, at home things were very different.
Kathy masturbated every night that week. In the past
she would never even thought such behavior was
possible for her. Kathy also remembered to write of
her experiences in her secret journal for Doug.
"Dear Journal," she wrote as her first entry. "I just
finished having a wonderful sexual experience with
myself. It took about 30 minutes of rubbing my pussy
to obtain an orgasm that lasted about several
minutes. It was very nice. I feel very guilty that I
even did it but even more so because while I rubbed
myself I was thinking about Doug. My feeling of guilt
and shame made me even hornier. The guiltier I feel
the more I want to touch myself and that just
increases the guilt. I can't believe this circle I am
in."
"Dear Journal, I just finished masturbating again. I
can't believe I continue to do this. It feels really
great but I am disgusted with myself. This time I
thought about being naked at the beach. All the men
would see me and want to touch me. I can't believe
that I liked that image but it was a great turn on."
"Dear Journal, Here I go again. I just finished
masturbating thinking about Doug fucking me in the
butt. I have never had real sex but today I used a
small cucumber and put it inside me. It was a very
intense experience and I loved it but know that it is
wrong. I just can't stop doing it. I wonder what Doug
will say when he reads this. I can't believe that I
look forward to showing him this journal and telling
him how I feel about my sex."
On Sunday Kathy dressed in her normal conservative
dress for Mass with one major difference. While
dressing she suddenly decided to not wear panties.
Kathy could not believe she did this but also could
not believe the sensual feelings she had as she
walked into the Church.
She could feel her pussy moisten as she walked to her
normal seat in the sanctuary. She sat with her normal
crowd that included a few teenagers who were in her
Sunday School Class and two other women her age.
Kathy wondered if she was the only one not wearing
panties.
"Dear Journal, "I just can't believe what I just did.
I went to Mass without panties and it was totally
exciting. When I arrived home from Mass and I could
not control myself. I began to touch myself as soon
as I walked inside. I lifted my dress and began to
rub my already moistened pussy. My clit was already
swollen and very sensitive.
Then I can't believe I began to think about Father
John. His image popped into my mind and as soon as it
did I began to cum. I could not stop myself. I did
not want to stop myself. It was the most intense
orgasm I have had since Doug fucked me in the ass. I
really feel bad but even as I write this my pussy is
itching again and I can't get Father John out of my
mind."
During the week that Kathy wrote in her Journal, Doug
was pondering over what his next move was. He was
thoroughly enjoying his research. It was both an
intellectual stimulating experience and of course
like every man he liked to empty his nuts. In fact
Doug had masturbated everyday since he affair with
Kathy's ass. It seems as if his libido had returned.
After his wife had left Doug has mostly lost his
desire for women. Now it had returned and he was
anxious to formulate his next experiment since the
one with Kathy went so well.
Doug did not make it to Mass but made a mental note
to check on Kathy in the near future to see if she
was keeping her journal. He was very interested in
visiting her conflicted mind and exploring her
various cognitions. He hypothesized it would be very
interesting and hot. For now though he decided a trip
to the mall might give him some insight into where
his investigation should proceed. He decided to take
his boom box and a few special CD's.
The largest mall was located about 15 minutes south
of Doug's house. It had a very nice park around it.
Here people would walk and skate on the nice
sidewalks that were covered by large oak trees. It
was a very pleasant place that many people enjoyed.
Doug had prepared a special program on one of his
CD's that he wanted to try on a group of people. It
had special messages on it that he theorized would
have special appeal to individuals whose major
defense against forbidden sexual impulses was
reaction formation. He carried his small boom box and
sat down under a tree next to one of the major
pathways. He turned on the music loud enough it could
be heard within a 10 or 20 yards and sat back to see
what would happen.
Several people passed without given him notice. Then
a woman that looked to be in her 40's slowed her pace
dramatically as she passed and he could see a dreamy
sort of look appear on her face as she passed. He
noted her hand casually drop and quickly touch
herself between the legs. As he watched she passed on
and almost stumbled. As she got out of range of the
music she looked around for a moment. She saw Doug
sitting there watching her and she blushed and then
quickly preceded with her walk.
Doug was surprised to see her pass again. This time
she stopped when she heard the music and walked over
to Doug.
"What kind of music is that you are playing?" she
asked.
"Just some alternate Jazz that I like," he replied
noting that her hand was hanging down dangerously
closed to her crotch.
"It is really different," she said.
"Yeah, I like it," he replied as he noticed her face
begin a pink flushed look. Also her hand was now
touching her running shorts between her legs. As Doug
watched she began to rub her crotch. At this point
though she saw Doug watching her and looked down to
observe herself rubbing her pussy in public.
"I don't know what I'm doing," she said and quickly
moved on. Doug did not see her again.
A man who looked about 30 approached the perimeter of
the music and stopped. He looked and saw Doug and
walked over to him.
Doug said, "Hi, how's it going?"
The man looked at Doug and said, "Okay, I guess. I
feel kind of funny."
"What do you mean?" Doug inquired.
"I don't know. It feels strange talking to you, I
like the music," the man said quietly.
Doug had not really considered the idea that men
would be just as affected as women. But in the
interest of his research he decided to pursue the
matter.
"So tell what is your name?"
"Bill," the man answered.
"Well Bill those are some nice shorts you have on."
"Thanks."
Doug decided to test his theories on Bill. "Come over
here on the other side of these bushes for a minute,"
Doug instructed.
Bill followed.
"What do you think of gay people?"
"They all ought to be hung," he said with an angry
scowl. "I hate fags."
"Sounds like reaction formation," Doug noted to
himself.
They were now pretty much hidden by the trees and
bushes from the other walkers.
"Pull down your shorts," Doug commanded wondering how
this would work on a guy who said he hated Gays.
The man pulled down his short and jock strap
revealing a 6-inch limp dick.
"So you ever suck one of those?" Doug asked.
"No, well yes, no, I shouldn't have," the man
stuttered. He was obviously disturbed by the question
"What do you are trying to say?"
"When I was a kid my older brother made me suck him.
Then my friend Tommy and I use to play these games
where we would suck each other off."
"Tell me about the games?" Doug questioned further.
"We would play strip poker or some other game till
one of us was naked. Then we would either get into a
wrestling match or something where we would be close
to each other. By then our dicks would be hard and we
would see who could cum first. Sometimes we would
shoot our loads on each other, we sometimes humped on
each other, and sometimes one of us would the suck
the other," Bill explained.
"Do you like the taste of cum?"
"Yes I love it. We used to shoot off in our ice cream
and eat it. Sometimes when I cooked at home I shoot
off in the gravy and then serve it to the rest of the
family," Bill confessed.
"Really, do you ever do that now?" Bill asked finding
the discussion very interesting. He also noticed that
Bill's dick was sticking straight out. He also
noticed that his dick was hard in his pants.
"I can't believe I am telling you all this," the man
said with a brief shocked expression that soon settle
back into a dreamy look. "Yes, I do that often now.
People do not know my famous barbeque sauce has about
a quarter cup of sperm in every batch. People love
it. Sometimes I also will prepare cheese noodles for
my daughter and her friends. I will give that a good
dose of sperm right at the end and stir it in good.
They all love my noodles. I get some turned on
watching them eat my sperm seasoned food."
Doug was learning things about himself during this
investigation. He was quite turned on by the man's
story. Doug had never had any type of sex with
another guy but wondered about it now. However, he
had to be careful since this area was patrolled
rather well.
"Is there anything else you do that is a bit out of
the ordinary?" Doug asked.
"I guess you might say that my liking to peek at my
daughter when she is naked is out of the ordinary,"
Bill replied.
"Tell me about her."
"My daughter just turned 18 and will graduate this
year. She has a nice body that is very trim," Bill
explained.
"She have nice boobies?" Doug quizzed.
"Oh yeah, they are perfect and just about every time
I have seen them their nipples were nice and perky,"
Bill said.
"How about her pussy? Have you seen that?"
"Yeah, it has a small patch of neatly trimmed hair
and pretty pink lips," Bill said with a smile on his
face. He was really enjoying telling Doug all these
forbidden things.
"She sounds great," Doug said when he made a
decision.
"Come over to me," Doug instructed as he pulled down
his pants revealing his hard cock.
"Bill I want to give you a little present. Get on
your knees and suck my cock," Doug commanded. Doug
had never had a guy suck him off but decided this was
a good time to begin.
Bill hesitated a moment and then knelt besides Doug.
He then took Doug's dick inside his mouth and began
to suck.
"Now when you feel me cum, I want to swallow all of
it. When you feel me begin to cum it will be a major
turn-on for you and you will also cum. Do you
understand?"
"Ugggggg," was all he could say since his mouth was
full of Doug's cock.
This experience was quickly getting to Doug. This
first time experience for Doug was a turn on and Bill
was doing a good job. Doug had never done anything
like this particularly out in the open on public
property and this fact added to the excitement. Doug
quickly began to feel his balls contract and that
familiar rush begin. True to his instruction Bill
swallowed the ample amount of cum and as Doug's cock
pumped it first load, Bill's dick also erupted.
When they were through Doug pulled up his pants and
instructed Bill to do the same.
"Clean up your face," Doug said as he led Bill back
to where they were originally standing. Bill used his
hand and licked the remainder of the cum off his
face. He then wipes his own dick and licked up some
of that cum also.
"Bill you will remember this and you will remember
how good it was for me to have control over you. When
we meet again the same will be true. I now want you
to begin keeping a log of the various sexual
experiences you have. They can be shooting off in
food, having sex with your wife, masturbating,
watching your daughter, or whatever you do that
related to sex. I also want to know about any
conflicts you might have regarding these feelings and
acts. Keep a secret journal of these events and then
a month from today bring me that journal. We can meet
right here."
"Do you understand?" Doug asked
"Yes, I understand. I will keep the journal," Bill
replied.
With that Doug turned off the music. The dreamy look
faded from Bill's face. He looked around, licked his
lips, and looked at Doug. "What on earth just
happened?"
"I don't know, what do you think happened?"
"I sucked you off, and then came myself," Bill said
in disbelief.
"Ok, if that is what you think then I guess so," Doug
said with a smile.
"Go home and keep that journal for me. I can't wait
to hear more about your sperm seasoned food and
you're peeking on your daughter," Doug said and
turned to walk away.
Doug turned and saw Bill just standing there with a
dumb look on his face.
This certainly had been another interesting day.
However, he still wanted to go by Kathy's and see
what she had written. It was a short drive to her
apartment. She greeted him at the door with a very
confused look on her face. It was both friendly and
hateful at the same time. Doug felt the conflict as
he entered but knew his research must continue.
"Hi Kathy," he said as he entered the apartment.
"Hi, Doug," Kathy said hating it that her pussy was
already responding to his mere presence. She could
feel his little clit become puffy.
"Let's see the journal," Doug asked making the
assumption she completed her task.
Kathy went in the bedroom and brought back a small
notebook. It had several entries and Doug sat and
read them.
"Wow that is really something you have the hots for
Father John." Doug was even surprised by this.
Kathy's face had turn a deep pink and she felt the
embarrassment rise through her body. It was made even
worse by the intense itch she was having between her
legs.
"Do you ever go to confession with Father John?" Doug
asked.
"Yes, sometimes," Kathy could not believe how turned
on she was by allowing Doug to read her most intimate
thoughts.
"When will be the next confessional," Doug asked
already formulating his next move.
"Thursday, I think," she answered.
"Ok, then on Thursday go to confession. While there
tell Father John that you have suddenly developed an
irresistible desire to masturbate. Tell him how you
love to rub your pussy but feel this is wrong. Also
tell him that you now don't wear panties at all.
Don't wear any panties to confession and inform him
of that. You might find you want to rub your pussy
while talking to him. Is that understood?"
"Yes," Kathy said fighting the urge to let her hand
slip between her legs.
"And I want a full report of what he says, what you
say, how you act, and how you felt. Is that
understood?" Doug finished with his instructions.
"Yes," Kathy answered.
"Ok I have to go but I will be back for the report
sometime after Thursday," Doug said as he got up to
go. Doug would have liked to taken a few privileges
with Kathy but he had just shot his load and he was
feeling quite content.
Kathy was upset as she let Doug out the door. She
wanted to perform for him. She wanted him to see her
pussy and then maybe even another ass fucking. She
could not believe how much she liked this. As he
walked to his car the postman stopped and delivered
Kathy a small package. Kathy knew what it was.
As soon as Doug left Kathy quickly shed her clothing.
She had been shopping the previous week on the
Internet. She could have never gone in a store and
bought such a thing. Kathy quickly opened the package
to reveal two different vibrators shaped remarkably
like a penis. There was also a butt plug that Kathy
could not wait to insert. It filled her very full and
she came almost instantly before she could even begin
to use the vibrators.
Kathy spent the remainder of the afternoon in
ecstasy. Her guilt only served to further the
pleasurable sensations. Her thoughts of Father John
simply added to the fun but she was afraid there
would be a price to be paid for this decadent joy she
was feeling.
Kathy was also worried over the consequences of her
next confession with Father John.
Continued in part 3...
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