trance termination. However, his constant pleas to be released forced her to gag him.
She remembers that moment very well. His eyes got big as saucers and she believes he finally realized what he was getting himself into. He truly panicked when she sat on his thighs and reached behind her exposing the straight razor.
She opened the razor and studied the blade. His head was rolling from side to side. She jumped off the bed and came back with the blindfold he used on her. She could see he realized he had lost all control and was showing honest concern. He resisted her blindfolding him, but she managed to accomplish the task. The back of the razor against his body immediately caused him to freeze.
They both enjoyed her attention to his body for quite a while, but she knew she enjoyed it more than he did. Receiving punishment is not as much joy as giving it. She may never relinquish control again, and she realized if she did, she might truly regret what he would do to her.
Despite how the doctor feels, she has found new ways to punish him and reward herself. She stopped punishing him and just looked at what she had done. He was covered in red welts from his forehead to his feet. She wanted to roll him over, but was concerned he might overpower her. She opted not to at this time.
“Oh, wow just look at you. You’re covered with red marks.” She touched his forehead, cheek, neck, chest, stomach, and lingered just a bit lower. “Are you hurting?” He didn’t move his head. She reached out and grabbed him. “I said are you hurting?”
He quickly nodded his head. She released him.
She climbed onto his thighs as she couldn’t stand waiting any longer. Minutes later she collapsed onto his chest. His heart was beating like crazy. “Doctor Adler, are you a happy boy now?”
He nodded. They still had many more hours to spend together and she had a major decision to make about which one she was going to kill. With all this new experience she couldn’t get Chris out of her mind. She wanted to use these new techniques on Chris. But how could she?
She smiled at what she had accomplished and what the future was going to be like. She looked at her fingers and they were covered in blood, it wasn’t his it was hers.
Chapter 22
He felt her heart beating against his chest. Although he was in some pain and had feared what she was originally going to do to him, especially with the straight razor, he had a feeling of exhilaration. He could smell her hair with her head on his chest, and there was a strong scent of Gardenia.
She had more than fulfilled his fantasies. He was amazed by how she took control and what she did without his instructions. He wanted to go to sleep and didn’t care that he was still tied, gagged and blindfolded. His biggest concern was that she failed to react to his attempt to break her trance.
There was no way she could have been faking being hypnotized all those times. It would have been impossible for her to willingly do all those crazy things he made her do. Or, was it?
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It was easy for him to fall asleep. Being tied up reminded him of being in his crib as a child. His parents had buckled him into his crib each night. He had tried to rationalize why they did this, and he thought they might have feared his hurting himself somehow.
It felt like they had slept for hours. Alexis was still lying on top of him when he woke. He tried to take stock of the parts of his body where her body was against his. It was harder to do than he expected. He could feel her warmth, but he wanted to feel where her breasts were against his chest.
“Are you awake now Doctor?”
He responded with a nod of his head.
“Would you like me to remove the gag and the blindfold?”
He nodded again. He felt her push the blindfold up over his head and opened his eyes. She was looking right into his eyes. She didn’t look like the same person he remembered seeing before all of this. She seemed to have a new sense
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