Treatment of hysteria

A week later, Anna found herself back at the spa, her heart pounding. Her hands were clammy, her cheeks already flushed. Leonie greeted her with a warm, thoroughly professional smile and led her into a small, quiet room.

“Before we begin, Ms Berger, we just need a few details from you – purely a formality.”

She slid a clipboard with a multi-page questionnaire towards her. Anna sat down, her legs pressed tightly together, and began to read.

“What kind of touch do you particularly like? (Breasts, bottom, intimate areas, etc.)”

“What are your boundaries? (No penetration, no anal, etc.)”

“What are we definitely allowed to do?”

“Are you currently using contraception?”

“Are you interested in special hair care in the intimate area?”

Anna turned bright red. Her fingers trembled as she ticked the boxes: “Anything except **** pain”, “full intimate treatment permitted”, “no contraception”, “yes, interested in hair care”. At the very bottom were two paragraphs in small print: a disclaimer and “Consent to the use of anonymised photos and video recordings for advertising purposes”. Anna only skimmed it briefly, signed with a trembling hand and pushed the form back.

Leonie smiled. “Perfect. Then let’s get started.”

At first, everything went as usual. Anna had a quick shower; the warm water trickled over her large, heavy breasts and plump bum. Afterwards, she lay for ten minutes under the pleasantly warm infrared lamp until her skin glowed slightly.

Then came the facial treatment. Mia applied a thick, creamy lotion – which immediately felt different from usual. Warmer. More intense. Almost a little tingly. The young woman massaged it in with slow, circular movements: over her forehead, cheeks, neck, then deeper down over her cleavage. Anna’s nipples went hard straight away and pressed stiffly against the thin towel. The lotion was absorbed, leaving a hot, tingling sensation on her skin that slowly travelled down to her heavy breasts and deeper still. Anna wasn’t surprised – she was far too nervous.

Finally, Leonie led her to the large massage table. Anna lay face down; the towel was removed. She was now completely naked.

“You said you’d like both of us to treat you,” Leonie said softly. “Mia will take care of the intimate areas today, and I’ll handle the rest. Just relax, Mrs Berger.”

Leonie started at the top. Her strong, oily hands glided over Anna’s shoulders, kneading her neck, working their way down her back. Slowly, firmly, professionally. Anna let out a soft sigh as Leonie reached her waist and then lower – cupping her large, soft buttocks with both hands, pulling them apart and pressing them back together, massaging the oil deep into the cleft.

Next, Mia knelt at the foot of the bed. She spread Anna’s thighs further apart, gently but firmly. Anna’s thick, dark bush now lay exposed, the labia already slightly swollen and glistening. Mia poured warm oil directly over the bush, letting it run down slowly. Then her slender fingers began to work.

At first just the outer labia – she parted them carefully, stroking up and down with her thumbs, massaging the sensitive flesh. Anna flinched, a soft moan escaping her. Mia smiled and grew bolder: two fingers slid through the wet bush, circled the already hard clitoris, pressed it gently, rolled it. At the same time, Leonie slid her hands under Anna’s chest and lifted her heavy breasts, kneading them from below, twisting the hard nipples between her fingers.

Mia now plunged two fingers deep into Anna’s dripping cunt. Slowly, but relentlessly. The smacking, wet sound filled the room. She curled her fingers and immediately found the G-spot, massaging it in circular movements whilst her thumb continued to work on the clit. Anna’s hips began to circle involuntarily, her plump arse rising and falling.

“Oh God…,” Anna whispered hoarsely, her face pressed into the pillow, her cheeks glowing red.

Leonie leaned forward and whispered in her ear: “Just let yourself go, Mrs Berger… this is only the beginning.”

Mia’s fingers were now fucking her faster, deeper, three fingers at once, whilst Leonie kneaded Anna’s tits harder and at the same time spread her plump arse with both hands. The lotion on Anna’s skin made every touch ten times more intense.

Anna was already on the verge of coming – and the actual hysteria treatment hadn’t even really begun yet.