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Chapter 6 by Impregmaniac Impregmaniac

What does she do?

Books her next appointment.

In the back of her car, she let out a deeply satisfied breath as her driver navigates through the busy streets, bringing her back to her penthouse, where her private chef will have her dinner waiting for her. Starting tomorrow, there was going to be nothing but back-to-back-to-back meetings, conferences, calls, crises, appearances, lunches, red-eye flights, and who knows what else her assistant has scheduled for her. Just the thought of all that work was already getting her anxious, but she exhaled again, and went back to the evening she's just had in her mind, letting the memory of it relax her for as long as she could hold it.

It felt so surreal to her that all of that happened in the span of 90 minutes, and even more so that the part where they absolutely melted her brain, by making her cum over and over again, was only for about 10 of those. According to the controller, who was watching and coordinating the entire session through the cameras, her handler took the utmost care for her well-being, and kept a watchful eye on her while he left her 'alone' with her own thoughts, and his specialty with sensory deprivation aftercare made him the perfect person to attend to her.

What surprised her most about that was that the last half-hour of the session was completely devoted to the aftercare. She remembered the shaking, and the trembling, and being truly exhausted, mentally and physically, from cumming so much, that she could barely hold her own head up when she was released from the rigging. Slowly and methodically, he removed her from her latex cocoon, and her skin felt so much cooler now that her sweat could evaporate off of her. Her gag was next, and he very gently reminded her jaw how to close again, while putting a damp cloth to her mouth so that she could suck the moisture back into her system. Finally, her face mask was taken off, and the room was very dimly lit and quiet, so that it wouldn't be a complete shock to her system to go from total darkness and silence to blindingly bright lights and loud talking. He took his time, gradually bringing her back to a semblance of normalcy, while holding her gently, letting her sensitivity and breathing come back down while guiding her on how to ground herself, so that she could let go of the character she'd been playing, and return to her own personality.

In the post-session interview and debriefing, she expressed the appreciation for the opportunity to explore this part of herself that she'd suppressed for the better part of her life. In her professional life, she's always had to be on point, in charge, fighting for the top spot, and bearing the weight of many companies and employees on her shoulders, while also struggling with finding a man who wasn't intimidated by her, and everything she had to do, in order to be one of the successful businesswomen in the world.

So to be completely at someone else's mercy, for someone else to be responsible for her for once, to have someone take control of her life, to be led instead of leading, to be freed from even forming thoughts, and being allowed to feel like a sexual object, that her body could provide someone with pleasure without suspecting that it had ulterior motives behind it. That was somehow intensely liberating and soothing to her.

The only feedback she had, was that she was a little disappointed that no one had sex with her. Not that she was complaining, and though all the vibes made her feel great, she felt as if the lack of human contact made her feel like something was lacking, and that even a dildo would have done the job. They reminded her that she had requested that there would be no nothing phallic be used with her. They even showed her the pre-session interview tape to show that they had already discussed this with her prior, and that she understood and agreed to it.

She sat there, silently, eyes closed, before nodding slowly. She had completely forgotten about it, and as they were wrapping up she asked whether or not the handler she was assigned was also involved with other types of play, and if so, if she could pre-book another session with him for sometime in the next quarter.

Now all she needed to do was make sure her assistant kept that date free.

The end.

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