Discussing herself in intimate detail

"I want you to look down at your pussy" Dr Darke instructed.

Christina reluctantly did as she was told so both she and her hypnotherapist were staring at her most intimate body part it. It was a highly unsettling feeling which was about to get even worse.

"I'm looking at it, Master" Christina felt the need to speak after what felt like a very long and very uncomfortable silence "can I stop now?"

"No, I want us both to keep looking at your lovely little cunt" Dr Darke was breathing more heavily and struggling to control his darkest urges now "and I want you to describe it to me."

Christina pause for a moment. This was insane! But she had to do it.

"I don't really know what to say Master. It's just my vagina."

"You can do a lot better than that" the doctor encouraged "and please don't refer to it as your vagina, that term sounds so clinical. You may refer to it as your pussy or your cunt."

Christina sighed.

"I guess I like my pussy" she admitted "It's tight, it's neat and I keep it cleanly shaved."

"Why do you do that?" the doctor was clearly enjoying this conversation.

"I prefer how it looks and feels that way and it's more comfortable."

"I can see you must have shaved this morning, right?" Dr Darke checked.

"Yes Master, I try to every day." Christina confirmed.

"Good girl. I want you to keep doing that, especially before your future visits."

"But I only have this session booked Master?" There was a hint of panic in Christina's voice as she realised what he was suggesting.

"You will come to me every Friday morning from now on and remain with me until the evening. I will clear my schedule for you and I will arrange it so your work will allow it. I will even get you a pay rise. You will find I can be incredibly persuasive."

"Yes Master" a crestfallen Christina replied as this latest revelation sunk in.

"The other six days of the week you may do with as you wish, but on Friday's you are mine. And you will never tell anyone about this arrangement, do you understand?"

"Yes Master."

"Good, now put your feet up on the chair and keep your legs apart so I can get a better look at what I own."

Christina pulled her feet up onto the chair and spread her legs as far as she could comfortably manage to give the doctor the view he desired. The doctor crouched in front of her, his face only inches from her womanhood, his breathing getting heavier.

"Your cunt is mine." He told her.

"Say it!" He ordered when she failed to respond.

"My cunt is yours, Master" Christina agreed obediently.

"Good girl" the doctor smiled "Now, what should I do with it?"