Alice and Her Shrink

The third time Alice saw her shrink, she wore a tight T-shirt, with a supergirl logo on it. Well, superman used that too, but he didn't wear a white top. She was braless,her tits pushing against the fabric. Her ass was barely wrapped in a miniskirt, and when she sat down, her shrink could see that she had no panties on. She crossed and uncrossed her legs, dangling an ankle length boot with the stiletto heel.

"Do I dress like a slut? A whore? That's why I was gang ****, wasn't it? Cuz I asked for it?" She looked into the eyes of the woman sitting across from her on the couch with the coffee table between them. Her shrink was called Jenny, so damned professional in her cream blouse and wool skirt and dark leather pumps, and her blonde hair tied done up in a bob. So damned professional, but Jenny had wandering eyes, Alice could see that. Maybe not full on lesbian, but she would fuck her in a minute. Jenny did not put on too much makeup, but very tasteful. Jenny's what? Ten years older? 20 years older? Her mom's age?

"Is that how you feel?" Jenny said, calmly, her eyes fixed on Alice's

Alice didn't know why she was doing this, except there was a wildness inside her. She just felt unsettled, objectified, judged by the world, by this woman sitting across from her, devouring her with her eyes. Jenny too, had what she saw in the eyes of her rapists. Alice had seen how her eyes had strayed all over her. She picked up on those vibes.

"I fought so hard" Alice stared at Jenny. She stood, moved to Jenny's side of the coffee table, and sat down, arching back a little with a toss of her wild red hair, the heels of her palms on the table behind her, her tits pushed up, hem of her T-shirt up, exposing her belly button.

"You'll be more comfortable talking when you are back on the couch" Jenny said "The coffee table is like a boundary, ok? I would like you to respect that boundary"

"They didn't respect my boundaries, did they?" Alice said. Once again she crossed, then uncrossed her legs. This time she was sure Jenny could see the pink flesh peek out from under her skirt. Did she see Jenny touching her upper lip with the tip of her tongue? Oh you sanctimonious slut!

Alice leaned forward then cross her wrists in front of Jenny's eyes. "They held me down, my wrists together, like this" Alice stretched her arms upward with her wrist crossed above her head, staring at Jenny. Something in Jenny's eyes caused Alice to bring her arms back down, swivel on her ass, lean back onto the coffee table on her back, with her shoulders at the edge, her head back over the edge, her hair spilling down. She opened her thighs to straddle the width of the table, the toes of her boots touching the ground, her pelvis arching up. The hem of her mini hiked up, her pussy and ass exposed. "Like this" She lifted her arms up over her head, over the edge of the table, her wrists crossed as if bound.

"They held me, I was in these same clothes. They fondled me, played with my tits through my top, made my nipples so hard I almost cummed just from that, from my nipples being pinched through the T-shirt, and my cunt teased with their fingertips. Then they pushed my top up, and I could feel their lips on my nipples, both of them, and my skirt pushed up, fingers all over my cunt, my ass...is that what you want to know?"

Alice twisted her body as if struggling against invisible bondage, undulating as if fondled by invisible hands, her hips rolling and humping the air

She heard a hoarse whisper. "you ..slut, you filthy slut" Jenny was leaning over her, trembling. She shivered when she felt Jenny's fingertips brushing lightly around her belly button. Her flesh was suddenly covered in goosebumps. "this is forbidden, strictly forbidden…" Jenny whispered, her lips close to Alice's earlobe