Getting the Itch

Jennette McCurdy opened her eyes after a few moments and began to groggily resume her conversation.

"So am I done now?" The naked girl streched out her arms as she yawned loudly before resting them on the arms of her chair. It was fairly obvious she was oblivious to her own nudity, by Dr Darke thought it might be fun to check.

"We're just starting actually. But aren't you sure you aren't a little cold like that?" He asked with apparent innocence.

"Like what?" Jennette looked down at her naked body with bemusement. "I'd say I'm dressed pretty appropriately for this weather"

"Fine, suit yourself then." The doctor shrugged as his patient gave him a look that strongly implied she thought him an oddball. "Would you mind if I filmed this session? It would be beneficial for your treatment if I had the footage on hand to review later.

"Sure, whatever you say." Jennette shrugged with disinterest.

Dr Darke walked over to the camera he had above his door, made sure it was pointed directly at his celebrity client and returned to his seat to continue the session.

"So why don't you think people take you seriously?" He probed.

"I don't think it, I fucking know it." Jennette snapped back tetchily.

As soon as the f-bomb dropped a sudden look of surprise and discomfort apoeared on the naked actresses' pretty face.

"Ok, so why don't people take you seriously?" The doctor pressed on.

"I don't know." Jennette answered, looking a little distracted now "But it's fucking annoying. Whoa!"

Jennette grimaced as the itching sensation she was experiencing in the most inconvenient of places suddenly doubled in intensity. It was obvious she wanted urgently to attend to it but could hardly do so in front of her hypnotherapist and, for some strange reason, she felt she needed to remain in the room until he told her she could leave.

"Are you ok Miss McCurdy?" Dr Darke enquired mischievously.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Jennette lied. All she could think about right now was the delicious prospect of giving her pussy and butthole a long, hard massage and relieving herself of this horrible itch.

"So how does not being taken seriously make you feel?" Dr Darke continued with his questions.

"How do you think it makes me feel?" Answered the irritated actress, more concerned now by her itchy crotch than these stupid questions. "It makes me feel like shit. Aaaah!"

In an instant her Jennette's face took on an even more pained expression as the dicomfort ramped up again. She was subconsciously drifting her hand towards her groin now. Dr Darke decided it was time to give her some privacy. Well as much as she could get with a live camera pointed straight at her anyway.

"I need to check through some of my books for a couple of handy exercises we can use later on. Would you think it rude of me if we carried on our conversation while I have my back to you."

"No, not at all. Go check your books, take as long as you need!" The itchy girl answered with uncharacteristic enthusiasm.

No sooner had the doctor turned his back than his patient had lifted her right foot up on the chair for easier access to the affected area and starting vigorously rubbing from her pussy down to her bumhole. She thought she was massaging them through her jeans and panties of course, rather than making direct contact with her skin and organs.

"Fuck, that feels good!" She whispered to herself before another wave hit her "Shit! What the fuck is this? Aaaaah!"

By this point Jenette McCurdy had manouvred herself into a squatting position on her chair with one hand frantically rubbing her vulva while the index finger on her other hand was being used to attempt to relieve the itching sensation in her ring.

"Mmm, yeah. That feels so much better!" She gasped to herself in a mixture of pleasure and pain.

Dr Darke decided not to disturb her and continued pretending to look through his books. But he would be sure to review the footage of the session later.