Going to therapy and the therapist has a big, friendly Golden Retriever. It cuddles up next to you as you talk to the therapist, you automatically start petting it as you tell the therapist all about your trauma.
The next session the therapist suggests hypno-therapy might be a good thing for you, it can help you process things safely. You agree, the therapist clearly knows what he's doing. You're petting the dog again as he slowly puts you under. When you come to you're breathing heavy, trembling like you ran a marathon and you feel oddly sensitive between your legs, overstimulated almost. The therapist tells you this is normal for the kinds of trauma you're working through.
When you get home you can't stop the ache between your legs, the need to touch yourself. You lay back on you bed, legs spread and run your fingers over your clit, moaning at how good it feels. You get lost in the pleasure, unable to stop, suddenly just as you start to cum you think of the dog, of it's hot, wet tongue and have the strongest orgasm of your life. You think you should be embarrassed but it feels so good cumming that hard.
The next session is much the same, the therapist puts you under and when you come too you're trembling, breathing hard, feeling shaky like you did after your orgasm the other day. You shake it off but again when you get home you get off hard to the thought of the dog's tongue between your legs.
The goes on for weeks until finally the therapist does something new, you're "under" but still aware. He puts a video on his computer and lets you watch. It's you, nude from the waist down, the therapy dog's head buried between your legs licking you to orgasm over and over. Your face flushes at what a wanton slut you are, watching yourself writhe and moan and beg as the dog pleasures you. The therapist speaks a command and your legs spread on their own and the dog is there immediately. He licks and licks until you're screaming out, cumming on his tongue. This time is different though the therapist says, speaking to the dog and making it back off after your single orgasm fades. He moves your limp body, you can't even fight as he positions you on your front, ass in the air, dripping cunt exposed.
The dog mounts you and ruts around until his cock sinks home in your cunt. You cry out, this isn't what you want but as the dog starts to fuck you the pleasure is too much, too good. You cum hard on his thick red cock, moaning like a bitch in heat. You beg for more, beg for it to never end. The dog humps and humps against you until you feel its cock swell, the hard thrust that locks you together as his hot cum pours into you. You feel the therapist's hand between your legs, fingering your clit and forcing you to cum over and over on the knot, milking the dog's cock for everything it can give you.
When the dog pulls out you think it's over but the therapist pulls his cock out and fucks your cunt a few deep strokes getting his cock nice and wet. Dog cum makes amazing lube he tells you before burying his cock in your unprepped asshole. You scream as he rapes your ass, brutally taking you as the dog watches on. He cums inside you and then whispers in your ear that when you get home you will have the overwhelming urge to find the biggest vegetable you can in your home and fuck your own ass with it until you cum at least three times. You need to be prepared for your next session.
You walk out of the session achy and throbbing between your legs and spend the next days between sessions finding things to fuck your holes with, aching to be ready to take the dog and therapist next time... he's turned you into a knot loving rape slut, you're not sure if this has helped your issues or not but you're too fucked out to care anymore.