*TRIGGER_WARNING #Inappropriate_counselor #RolePlayForAdults
Choking back the tears, before she finally breaks down and tells the counselor she's been getting touched at home. Only to find out the counselor can only fully understand what is happening if she shows him.
He walks over to her and kneels down, putting his hand on her shoulder and says softly, "Its ok sweetie, you're in a safe place. I need to know how they did it. Does he touch you here?"
He presses into the side of her arm.
"Nuh uh.. 🥺" she replies.
"Do they touch you here?" Tickling the side of her neck.
She whispers and points at her crotch, "They touch me down-there."
Well open your legs love, I need to know what's happening to you.
Her light pink tights are a size too small, and her fat little kuckle is pooched out when she opens her legs. The counselor can see a predominantly moist area where her cunny hole should be.
"Did they touch you before class?"
She whispers, "Uh huh.. They always do."
He reaches between her legs and grabs her tender mound, "Do they touch you like this right here?"
She closes her legs around his hand and whines, "Yes sir they squeeze me, really hard down there like that. 🥺"
Unable to stop her hips from bucking because her teetee loves the strong aggressive squeezes.
He looks her in the eyes while brushing his thumb over her budding clitoris through the fabric, "Are they putting things inside of you?"
She's so wet and she hates it. She hates herself for liking it, and for having no control over the pleasure in her belly.
"No sir, they just squeeze me really hard when I'm bad."
The counselor squeezes her harder, "When you're bad? They squeeze you hard like this?"
Tears streaming from her eyes, "Yes sir like that! Mmspshgghghh!"
He releases her, leaving her gasping and red faced, panting as she tries to catch her breath. He has a seat at his desk and writes some notes on a memo pad.
"Young lady, they are allowed to reprimand you when you're a bad girl. You're their property, they pay the bills, and you belong to them. In this state, so long as no one is pushing anything inside of you, yeah sometimes they might hurt you in your pussy, if they see fit."
She felt so defeated that she started bawling.
"Aww don't cry, come here sweetheart. You can sit on my lap."
She didn't move she just kept crying.
"Come over here, and sit down now!" He snapped.
She got up disheveled and walked over to him.
"Here sweetheart, I can hold you, that's what I'm here for."
He pulled her forward and made sure she straddled his thigh and faced him so he could hold her.
"That's a gurl, its going to be ok.. You just have to behave and they won't hurt you like that."
She was so confused, but wrapped her arms around him anyway. Between her legs she was positioned in such a way that her pink bean started throbbing against his thigh. He noticed this and just affectionately patted her bottom, making sure to wriggle his leg around just enough to tug at her tiny clit.
"You'll be ok. And you can come talk to me any time. That's what im here for, ok?"
She was quietly starting to pant like a puppy again, the pressure on her sore privates felt so good. Though hitched breaths she answered, "Yes sir. I'll be good."
He hugged her tightly, and started bouncing his leg to stimulate her, "I know you will. I know you will be good."
She didn't know what to do, she just knew it felt nice down there. He bounced his leg harder and faster till she was a gasping stuttering mess, "Uh uh! uh! uh! uh! uh! Mmpshhghg!!"
"That's a gurl, you're ok." He bounced her harder and faster, her nono a sopping wet mess between her legs. The sheen of bbyy juice shone through her tights as she squealed and whined. Till finally she couldn't help it lifted her feet and worked her legs back and fourth like a froggy swimming. Squeaking like a dumb bbyy as her parts made tingles on his bouncy leg over and over again.
"Thats a good gurl sweetheart. You're doing so well for me."
Her tummy melted from being praised, and she loved the feeling in her privates. She didn't question when he slipped his hand down her pants and poked his finger in her butthole. She squealed and giggled as he tickled inside her tiny anus. She called him Daddyy and made more big gurl feelings in her soaking wet underwear.
On about her 8th orgasm she was bucking like a woman possessed. Feral grunts escaped her lips as she buried her face in his chest. She went into spasms and ran out of breath, silent crying against him while she pissed herself.
Her bum hole twitching and pulling his finger deeper inside her fanny like a hungry baby.
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