1. The Second Place Sister


    Date: 4/17/2016, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Female Domination, Group Sex, Humiliation, Incest, Masturbation, Author: Hamlin, Rating: 93.8, Source: sexstories.com

    that her downhill slide had been over the course of a single, week, so he didn't need to work on her much. When he'd finished the false memories, he made her more open to sexual advances. She would be more shameless about her masturbation. She would enjoy the depraved things that happened to her, but her mind would still rebel against them, leaving her in a constant state of confusion as her body and her mind warred with one another. He was tempted to go further, but he wanted the behaviors and memories to take root first. Soon, he was bringing her out, and then she was awake. Tori saw the doctor standing over her looking pleased. She felt refreshed, like she hadn't since all this craziness began. “Did it work?” she asked. “Yes it did,” he replied, and sat back in his chair, “Do you remember now, what happened?” She did remember. She could recall a few things. She'd smoked a joint after track practice, in her car. She'd hidden in her room and snorted cocaine. She'd taken pills, and remembered the way they had made her feel good, like she was floating. The flood of memory was powerful, and when she knew that she was guilty of all the things they said she did, she began to cry in earnest. She was a stupid drug addict. She'd done it! She'd ruined her own life, and poisoned her body! She wasn't a good girl, after all. Travers let her cry, continuing to hand her tissues as she let it out. She felt awful. She didn't want to feel like this. She knew that if she could, instead, find ...
    some pleasure, that it would make the horrible memories go away. Without even thinking, she reached her hand into her pants and began to play with her pussy, still crying as she did so. “Tori,” Dr. Travers voice broke through the fog of tears, “Tori, what are you doing?” She didn't know what he meant. Then she looked down and noticed that she was masturbating herself right there on the couch. She pulled her hand out of her pants, horrified. She was touching herself right in front of the doctor! How humiliating! “I, I'm sorry,” she cried, “I don't know why I did that!” Travers hid his smirk, saying, “Now, now, dear,” he came and sat next to her, put his arm around her. It felt good to be held. He let her cry it out for a moment, and when it seemed like she was pulling herself together he said, “I think I may know what's going on, Tori.” She looked up at him with pleading eyes. Maybe he could fix her. If he knew what was wrong, maybe he could make it stop! “Are you familiar with adolescent hypersexual disorder?” “No,” “I believe that this might be the case. It's rare to see, but does happen. Your repressed sexual urges, such as your chronic need to masturbate, are forcing your mind to find other outlets. In some circumstances those things can be positive, such as your success on the track. Other times, they can be destructive, like drugs. Since these cases are so rare, we really don't know much about how to treat them, but given the nature of this institute, it would behoove us ...