Lila-Serene: Lila's Desire Analysis with Dr. Isley
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Lila has been having a highly disturbing fantasy and requested that we have a appointment right away to discuss it. I meet her at my office and I can tell that something is disturbing her. We have a seat and she starts saying me all about it. In the dream, Lila describes a large man coming into the apartment carrying a bag with green strap in it. She doesn’t know the identity of the man but cravings that she did. She continues, nervously fidgeting with her forearms in her lap. I attempt to convenience her saying her that there is nothing to be embarrassed about and she continues. The man takes out some strap and ties her wrists together. I’ve had this type of thing happen before and occasionally it can be highly hard for my patients to chat about it, so I offer that we activity it out with some role toying to help her convey the fantasy to me. Lila tells me that her wrists were bound behind her back and I grab a back of milky strap I keep around the office and have her slip over on the sofa so I can take a seat beside her. She places her arms behind her back and start coiling strap around her wrists. I ask her if that senses right and she says that it was tighter so I oblige her and tighten the cords attempting to mimic her dream. Sitting this close to her I can’t help but feel the molten radiating off of her stunning body, her satin tee-shirt pulling at the buttons over her cutely curved mounds. Lila closes her eyes and recounts more of the dream, she remembers him saying her that if she behaved that he wouldn’t have to hurt her. Her sighing becomes more shallow and picking up speed. She tells me that the man then ties her gams at the ankle and knee. I glob to the floor, picking up another strap and bind her ankles together. I observe that she seems to be getting more loosened and she tells me that she thinks this is helping. While I am adding strap to her legs, she chats to me more about what this mystery man said to her. I ask her how the comments made her feel and she coos in a sigh voice that it made her feel kind of hot. She tells me that the man caressed her legs, running his forearms up and down them, taking hold of her calves in his rock hard hands, squashing them. I add a strap just below her legs, letting my forearms linger a lil' longer than they most likely should have. She tells me that he shoveled up her mini-skirt commenting on her pantyhose and I go after suit, again attempting to mimic the fantasy as much as possible. While she talks, I run my forearm over her nylon-covered gams and notice that I am ever getting excited by her recounted dream. Lila tells me that the man got behind her and began unbuckling her half-top next. I slip back to the sofa and wrap my arms around her, my mammories shoveled against her back while I leisurely unbutton her blouse. With short, heated breaths, she explains that the man reached into her bra, uncovering her pallid mounds, tweaking her rose tipped nipples. I take them in my hands, flipping her swell buds of skin thru my fingers, squashing them as she gasps. She tells me firmer and I listen. In the dream, the man then tells Lila that she’s being a excellent girl and excellent ladies get rewarded. I’m still so close to her body, her shivering puffies in forearm and ask her how they get rewarded. She tells me that he wants to take her home and have joy with her. As I rubdown her nude breasts, running my forearms over her stunning thighs, she tells me that she wanted to go with the man, and he picked her up like she was nothing, tossing her over his shoulder, carrying her away. Lila then cracks from her fog and says that the fantasy stops right there, the faraway look in her eyes now gone. I take my forearms off of her, not realizing how far this had actually gone, and I straighten my glasses and clear my throat. I tug at my mini-skirt and ask her what she thinks this all means. She says that she doesn’t know that she thinks she needs to examine it. I tell her that there is a man that I might be able to call that has some practice in this area. I write the number down for her but tell her that I’ll go ahead and give him a call, wedging the number in her bra. I call Ivan and attempt to explain the situation to him saying him that she’s actually here now. He tells me that he’s on his way. I ask Lila if there’s anything else she remembers about the fantasy and she mentions that occasionally he places a meaty crimson ball in her hatch that has a leather strap running thru it and buckles it tight behind her head. I dig thru my bag, sure that I have one in there while she proceeds talking. I pull it out and ask her if there’s anything else before I strap the gag in place and she tells me that occasionally he hogties her as well. I place the ball inbetween her lips, gliding it in her awaiting hatch and get her to lay down on the couch. When Ivan arrives, I have Lila hog-tied on the couch, and am getting on all fours beside her. He comes over, I explain her dream, and how she indeed needs to know what happens beyond the point where she is carried out of the room. He says that he is glad to help, and I go out on a limb and ask him to do me one more favor. I ask Ivan to bind me up as well because I think it will help me to understand exactly what Ms. Lasher is going through. Ivan starts by pulling my mammories out of my top and pulling my arms behind me. He ties my wrists tight and then loops the strap around my waist locking them to my body. He runs the strap above and below my breasts, securing my upper arms closer to my body as well. He sits me down on the sofa and whips out an even thicker crimson ball than the one I had. I open broad and he places the ball inside, buckling it tight behind my head. Ivan whips out another strap and trusses my gams together, starting with just below my knees and then moves down to my ankles. I notice Lila watching with attention as Ivan trusses me up as well. Ivan runs the strap under my high stilettos before knotting the strap off. He hoists Lila from the sofa to the floor and lays me down on the couch. One more strap is added pulling my ankles up to my wrists putting me in a similar frogtie to Lila’s. Once Ivan is done, he hoists Lila up over his shoulder, still hogtied, and carries her out of my office to help her work thru some of her issues.
Lila has been having a highly disturbing fantasy and requested that we have a appointment right away to discuss it. I meet her at my office and I can tell that something is disturbing her. We have a seat and she starts saying me all about it. In the dream, Lila describes a large man coming into the apartment carrying a bag with green strap in it. She doesn’t know the identity of the man but cravings that she did. She continues, nervously fidgeting with her forearms in her lap. I attempt to convenience her saying her that there is nothing to be embarrassed about and she continues. The man takes out some strap and ties her wrists together. I’ve had this type of thing happen before and occasionally it can be highly hard for my patients to chat about it, so I offer that we activity it out with some role toying to help her convey the fantasy to me. Lila tells me that her wrists were bound behind her back and I grab a back of milky strap I keep around the office and have her slip over on the sofa so I can take a seat beside her. She places her arms behind her back and start coiling strap around her wrists. I ask her if that senses right and she says that it was tighter so I oblige her and tighten the cords attempting to mimic her dream. Sitting this close to her I can’t help but feel the molten radiating off of her stunning body, her satin tee-shirt pulling at the buttons over her cutely curved mounds. Lila closes her eyes and recounts more of the dream, she remembers him saying her that if she behaved that he wouldn’t have to hurt her. Her sighing becomes more shallow and picking up speed. She tells me that the man then ties her gams at the ankle and knee. I glob to the floor, picking up another strap and bind her ankles together. I observe that she seems to be getting more loosened and she tells me that she thinks this is helping. While I am adding strap to her legs, she chats to me more about what this mystery man said to her. I ask her how the comments made her feel and she coos in a sigh voice that it made her feel kind of hot. She tells me that the man caressed her legs, running his forearms up and down them, taking hold of her calves in his rock hard hands, squashing them. I add a strap just below her legs, letting my forearms linger a lil' longer than they most likely should have. She tells me that he shoveled up her mini-skirt commenting on her pantyhose and I go after suit, again attempting to mimic the fantasy as much as possible. While she talks, I run my forearm over her nylon-covered gams and notice that I am ever getting excited by her recounted dream. Lila tells me that the man got behind her and began unbuckling her half-top next. I slip back to the sofa and wrap my arms around her, my mammories shoveled against her back while I leisurely unbutton her blouse. With short, heated breaths, she explains that the man reached into her bra, uncovering her pallid mounds, tweaking her rose tipped nipples. I take them in my hands, flipping her swell buds of skin thru my fingers, squashing them as she gasps. She tells me firmer and I listen. In the dream, the man then tells Lila that she’s being a excellent girl and excellent ladies get rewarded. I’m still so close to her body, her shivering puffies in forearm and ask her how they get rewarded. She tells me that he wants to take her home and have joy with her. As I rubdown her nude breasts, running my forearms over her stunning thighs, she tells me that she wanted to go with the man, and he picked her up like she was nothing, tossing her over his shoulder, carrying her away. Lila then cracks from her fog and says that the fantasy stops right there, the faraway look in her eyes now gone. I take my forearms off of her, not realizing how far this had actually gone, and I straighten my glasses and clear my throat. I tug at my mini-skirt and ask her what she thinks this all means. She says that she doesn’t know that she thinks she needs to examine it. I tell her that there is a man that I might be able to call that has some practice in this area. I write the number down for her but tell her that I’ll go ahead and give him a call, wedging the number in her bra. I call Ivan and attempt to explain the situation to him saying him that she’s actually here now. He tells me that he’s on his way. I ask Lila if there’s anything else she remembers about the fantasy and she mentions that occasionally he places a meaty crimson ball in her hatch that has a leather strap running thru it and buckles it tight behind her head. I dig thru my bag, sure that I have one in there while she proceeds talking. I pull it out and ask her if there’s anything else before I strap the gag in place and she tells me that occasionally he hogties her as well. I place the ball inbetween her lips, gliding it in her awaiting hatch and get her to lay down on the couch. When Ivan arrives, I have Lila hog-tied on the couch, and am getting on all fours beside her. He comes over, I explain her dream, and how she indeed needs to know what happens beyond the point where she is carried out of the room. He says that he is glad to help, and I go out on a limb and ask him to do me one more favor. I ask Ivan to bind me up as well because I think it will help me to understand exactly what Ms. Lasher is going through. Ivan starts by pulling my mammories out of my top and pulling my arms behind me. He ties my wrists tight and then loops the strap around my waist locking them to my body. He runs the strap above and below my breasts, securing my upper arms closer to my body as well. He sits me down on the sofa and whips out an even thicker crimson ball than the one I had. I open broad and he places the ball inside, buckling it tight behind my head. Ivan whips out another strap and trusses my gams together, starting with just below my knees and then moves down to my ankles. I notice Lila watching with attention as Ivan trusses me up as well. Ivan runs the strap under my high stilettos before knotting the strap off. He hoists Lila from the sofa to the floor and lays me down on the couch. One more strap is added pulling my ankles up to my wrists putting me in a similar frogtie to Lila’s. Once Ivan is done, he hoists Lila up over his shoulder, still hogtied, and carries her out of my office to help her work thru some of her issues.
Added: 2021-10-24 • Views: 27 • Duration: 17:44
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