A subscription to hysteria treatment

Anna lay on the massage table, completely exhausted and trembling, her pussy wide open, red and glistening, her freshly trimmed bush wet with her own juices. The thick black dildo lay slick with moisture beside her. Leonie gently stroked her sweaty cheek and smiled warmly.

“Mrs Berger… that was just the beginning. If you like, we can do this regularly. We have a special subscription for hysteria treatment: four sessions a month, two hours of intensive treatment each time, all care products included, absolute discretion. Just 800 euros a month.”

Anna was still too dazed to think properly. Her body was throbbing, her cunt was still twitching slightly, her big tits rising and falling heavily. She merely nodded weakly, took the pen Leonie held out to her, and signed the form without reading it over again. 800 euros. Never mind. She needed this now.

“Very good,” whispered Leonie contentedly, giving her a gentle kiss on the forehead. “See you next time.”

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Two weeks later, Anna returned. This time, everything was a little different. Leonie met her at reception and smiled apologetically.

“Unfortunately, neither Mia nor I have time today – we have an important VIP appointment. But don’t worry, we have someone who will look after you just as well. Jamal is one of our best therapists for treating hysteria. He’s very empathetic… and very thorough.”

Anna immediately felt nervous – and aroused. She just nodded and let herself be led into the treatment room.

Jamal was already waiting. He was young, perhaps 26, tall and athletic. His skin was jet-black and glistened slightly; the muscles in his arms and chest stood out clearly beneath his tight white shirt. Broad shoulders, strong hands, a calm, confident smile. He wore only loose-fitting trousers and was barefoot.

“Mrs Berger, it’s lovely to meet you,” he said in a deep, warm voice and helped her out of her bathrobe. “Today, we’re going to take care of you completely.”

Anna lay down naked on the massage table. Jamal began slowly and professionally – just like Leonie and Mia, only with significantly more strength. His large, warm hands first spread the oil over her back, kneading her shoulders, then deeper down past her waist to her plump, large arse. He gripped her firmly, spreading her cheeks wide apart and massaging the oil deep into her cleft until Anna moaned softly.

Then he turned her onto her back. Anna’s heavy breasts now lay exposed, her nipples already hard. Jamal poured oil directly over them and began to knead them with both hands – slowly, in circles, ever more firmly. His dark fingers looked huge against her pale skin. He twisted her nipples, tugged gently at them, massaging her heavy breasts so intensely that Anna was gasping after just a few minutes.

“Very nice… relax,” he murmured.

His hands wandered lower. He spread her legs wide, lifted them slightly and placed them over his shoulders. Anna’s freshly trimmed, thick bush now lay completely exposed before him. Jamal poured warm oil directly over her bush and labia, letting it run down slowly. Then his fingers began to work.

First just the outer labia – he parted them wide, stroking them up and down with his thick thumbs. Anna flinched. Then he pushed two of his long, strong fingers deep into her already wet cunt. They slid in without resistance, stretching, filling her. Jamal immediately curved them and found her G-spot straight away. He began to massage it with firm, circular movements, whilst his thumb simultaneously circled her clitoris – slowly, but with just the right amount of pressure.

“Oh… fuck…,” Anna moaned loudly.

Jamal was now really fucking her with his fingers – first two, then three. His hand moved in a steady, deep rhythm, his fingers thrusting all the way into her dripping, ripe cunt every time. The smacking, wet sound was loud and indecent. With his other hand, he continued to knead her tits, twisting her nipples hard.

Anna writhed on the lounger, her plump arse rising and falling, her hips thrusting towards him. Jamal grew faster, harder. His fingers were now fucking her mercilessly, his thumb rubbing her clit in rapid circles.

“Come for me, Anna,” he said softly, almost commandingly.

And she came. With a loud, trembling scream, she squirted violently around his fingers, her juices shooting out in several powerful spurts and running down his hand and forearm. Her whole body trembled, her heavy tits jiggling wildly.

Jamal didn’t stop. He continued to massage her through the orgasm, slower now, but deep and intense, until Anna lay there merely whimpering and twitching.

He slowly withdrew his fingers, holding them up – they were dripping with her juices. He looked at her with a satisfied smile.

Leonie entered the relaxation room quietly, a fresh towel over her arm. Anna was still lying on the wide lounger, her legs slightly apart, her freshly trimmed bush glistening with her own juices. Her heavy breasts rose and fell rapidly, her nipples still rock-hard. Jamal was just standing up and wiping his hands; his fingers glistened with moisture.

“Well, Mrs Berger…,” said Leonie in a warm, curious voice, sitting down on the edge of the lounger. She gently stroked Anna’s bare thigh. “How was it with Jamal? Did he treat you well?”

Anna turned bright red. She could barely look Leonie in the eye. Her cheeks were flushed; she instinctively pulled the towel higher over her breasts, even though it wasn’t hiding anything anymore. Her voice was just an embarrassed whisper.

“I… it was… incredibly intense,” she stammered. “His fingers… so deep… I came twice, really hard. But…” She bit her full lower lip; the shame made her voice tremble. “I would have liked… a tongue. Right down there. I know that sounds totally crazy, but… I wanted it so much.”

Leonie smiled sympathetically, but slowly shook her head.

“I can understand that perfectly well, Mrs Berger. Many women want exactly that. Unfortunately, we have a very clear company policy here: tongue stimulation and oral sex are only permitted if the genital area is completely waxed. No hair. This is required for hygienic and aesthetic reasons. I’m really sorry.”

Anna looked at her with wide, **** eyes. Her pussy was still throbbing, the juices slowly running down her thighs.

“But… I really want it,” she whispered hoarsely. “Please… I need this.”

Leonie stroked her arm reassuringly.

“Next time we’ll do it properly, I promise. Then we’ll wax you completely beforehand and either I or Mia will take care of you personally with our tongues. But unfortunately, it’s not possible today.” She paused briefly, then smiled again. “However… you can have another go with Jamal. And I’ll give you something that feels almost as good as a tongue.”

She nodded to Jamal. The young, muscular black man took off his tight shirt and trousers without a word. Beneath, he was completely naked. His body was breathtaking: broad chest, defined abs, and hanging between his powerful thighs was a thick, semi-erect black cock that was slowly swelling. Large, heavy, with thick veins.

Leonie held up a small, transparent suction cup – a flat, soft silicone device with a small motor.

“This sucks and licks at the same time. It feels like a warm, sucking tongue on your clitoris. Do you want to?”

Anna hesitated for just a second. Then she nodded, the shame still on her face, but the lust clearly stronger.

Jamal knelt between her legs again. This time he was naked, his heavy cock bobbing with every movement. He spread Anna’s thighs wide, pouring fresh oil over her bush and her already open, wet cunt. His large, dark hands began to massage her again – first her inner thighs, then directly her labia. Two thick fingers pushed deep inside her, whilst Leonie placed the suction cup directly over Anna’s swollen clitoris.

A soft ‘click’ – and the cup sucked itself firmly in place. Immediately it began to pulsate and lick, a warm, rhythmic suction, just like a tongue slowly and greedily stroking the clit.

“Oh my God…,” Anna gasped loudly. Her hips jerked upwards. Jamal was now fucking her again with three fingers, deep and hard, whilst the suction cup worked her clitoris mercilessly. His naked, muscular body glistened in the light; his thick cock was now completely hard and lay heavy on her thigh.

Anna let out a quiet cry, her hands clenched into the lounger. The combination of Jamal’s thick fingers in her dripping cunt and the sucking, licking cup on her clit drove her back to the brink within seconds.

“Yeees… that feels… just like a tongue… oh fuck…”