Aversion therapy...

“Mr. Book, I happen to know that Danielle has an irrational aversion to seminal fluids, and to performing oral sex in general. Perhaps this could be a therapeutic opportunity to overcome that aversion,” Wren helpfully suggests.

You are obviously unable to say anything at this point, but you’re screaming inside. Mark must have told her that she never wanted to go down on him, no matter how much he asked for it. You’d never given a guy a blow job, and you’d never even given Mark a hand job. It wasn’t that you thought it was wrong, or gross in any kind of way, you’d just never felt like it.

“That’s an excellent idea Ms…”

“Wren”

“That’s an excellent idea Wren. Young lady, would you kindly remove your remaining clothing, and assume a kneeling position for the moment?” Mr. Book commanded, and your body quickly followed.

You first pushed down your panties, exposing your neatly trimmed bush, and pristine pussy. You unbuttoned your shirt more efficiently than you ever had before, and let it drop. You pulled your tank top over your head, and unclasped your bra, shimmying easily out of your bra and letting it drop. You then quickly knelt on the ground and held yourself completely erect. In your mind, you were dimly aware that your body was becoming aroused at the show you were performing. You could feel the sensitivity of your nipples and the faint dampness in your groin.

“Wren, how do you propose to begin this little therapy session of ours?”