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Author's Notes: Usual crap about how you shouldn't read this if you're not supposed to. Inspired by the recent cool pics.
"Bastards!" Anna Kournikova yelled. She was barely able to stay in her plush seat, she was angry, marring her usually beautiful face, her body, clad in a nice dress, showing the same energy she used on the tennis court and not the kind one used in a therapist's office.
"Anna, calm down," Doctor Terrence Maples said. A professional sports psychologist, he had spent the last few years advising professional athletes in several sports, all of whom were suffering from their own problems, usually brought about by stress not from the sport but from the pressures around it.
Anna had been seeing Terrence for some time, trying to deal with the media pressure as well as her inability to win a big title. They'd been making progress with her handling the pressure for a while but something had just come up that threw new fuel on the fire.
"Calm down? How can I calm down? It's bad enough 'Playboy' is always calling my agent, trying to get me to do a nude shoot even though I've said no plenty of times. Now, this!"
Anna was referring to the recently published photos taken of her sunbathing topless. Fortunately for her, she had been facing away from the camera so the shots didn't show her fully although the sides of her breasts could be seen. Still, for a woman who hated the idea of men around the world knowing what she looked like naked, this was hell.
"Anna, it's not as bad as it could be. The photos aren't clear, they don't get all of you, it could be worse."
"But it's the invasion of privacy that bugs me," Anna said, sighing as she sat on her chair. "It's just so overwhelming to have this happen to me."
"Anna, you just have to relax," Terrence said. "And I do mean relax. You have to try and get a grip on this. I think now is the perfect time for us to do our relaxation techniques." "I don't know," Anna said, biting her lip.
"It will help you, trust me," Terrence said. "We've been doing this for a while now and I think we're finally at the level where we can get results. Now, sit back and close your eyes and listen to my voice."
Sighing, Anna did so, trying to clear her mind of all these distractions as Terrence started to talk to her. "Okay, Anna, we've done this before, just clear your mind, Anna, clear your mind and feel yourself relaxing, Anna, feel yourself relaxing. Just past all your worries, Anna, all your anxieties and just relax, Anna, just feel yourself relaxing, Anna, just relax more and more, more and more, relax more and more, Anna, relax more and more. I'm going to start counting down from 20 to 1, Anna and with each number, you will feel yourself becoming more and more relaxed. When I reach 1, Anna, you will be totally and completely relaxed and open to everything I say. 20, 19, 18, 17......."
"3.....2.....1. Totally and completely relaxed, Anna, totally relaxed and open to everything I say." Terrence looked at Anna, who was slumped in her chair, head dipped forward, breathing slowly and evenly, in a deep trance. He'd been weakening her down for the past few sessions and now he finally had her in the way he'd wanted her ever since she'd first come to him for sessions.
"Now, Anna, I want you to relax with every word I say. Now, Anna, you're so relaxed right now and you have to listen to what I say, Anna, you have to listen to what I say as I speak. Now, Anna, I want you to think about the photos, Anna, think about the nude photos of you. But don't think of them with anger or anything. Think about how free you felt when you were nude, Anna, think of how good it felt to be nude. It did feel good to be nude, didn't it, Anna?" "Yes...."
"Yes, Anna, you felt very good being nude, very good. You enjoy being nude, Anna, you enjoy being nude, it feels so good for you to be nude, Anna, so good for you to be nude." "Nude....Good...."
"Yes, Anna, you want to feel good like that right now, you want to feel good like that right now. You want to be nude right now, Anna, you want to be nude right now, Anna, you want to be nude right now."
"Nude....now..."
Terrence nodded, smiling. "Yes, Anna, you want to be nude right now, Anna, you want to be nude right now. So take off all your clothes, Anna, take off all your clothes so you can be nude and feel very good in the nude."
His suggestions took hold as Anna rose and swiftly tore off her clothes, standing naked before Terrence, her full and heavy breasts hanging well on her body, her clit ready to be touched.
Terrence wanted to bone her all afternoon but unfortunately, there wasn't much time between her ranting before and his induction. Still, time enough to have a little fun. Sitting back, he set his chair reclining and undid the front of his pants, allowing his erect cock to spring out. "You feel very good as nude, Anna, you feel very good while nude. So good, Anna, so very good, so sexy, Anna, you feel very sexy right now, you want to have sex with me right now, Anna, you want to have sex with me right now."
"Yes....." Anna whispered as she came over to the recliner, moving onto Terrence, thrusting her tongue into his mouth as his hands cupped her breasts, kissing her hard before moving her up enough to lick at her tits, suckling one breast as he pushed them together.
Terrence groaned as he felt Anna slide onto his rod, sitting up, her breasts thrust forward as she started to work herself back and forth on him, her breasts bouncing with every thrust on his rod. "Ahhhh...." Anna moaned as she rocked back and forth on top of Terrence, squeezing her breasts harder as she rocked on him.
"Harder, Anna," Terrence hissed. "Harder!" Anna obeyed, rocking herself harder and faster on his cock, the grip on her breasts increasing with thrust on his cock. "Ooohhhh...." she moaned louder as she felt him begin to let loose inside her, his cock thrusting further as he shot his wad into her. "AHHH!" he let out as Anna screamed in pleasure at his orgasm.
Terrence would have loved to have her suck him off but he was pressed for time. "Anna, redress," he commanded, watching with sadness as she covered up her body and sat back on the chair.
"Anna, when I snap my fingers, you'll wake up. You won't remember anything that's happened while you've been under, nothing at all. You will be refreshed and relaxed and looking forward to your next session with much fewer worries. Awake."
At the snap of his fingers, Anna's eyes blinked open, focusing on Terrence. "Wow. Thank you, that was wonderful."
"I aim to please," Terrence smiled. "Looking forward to more." He figured it wouldn't hurt to find out in the next session how good Anna's service really was.
THE END
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