#asktherapist

[domtherapy]

I swear a shiver went up my spine when you caught me spam liking...

Good boys spam like.

Good boys break their brain.

Good boys should realize someone is always watching.

[domtherapy]

How do I find a good trustworthy therapist who will use my trauma as leverage to make me their obedient fucktoy?

“Abusive but loving therapist near me” or sending me a dm are both valid options.

[domtherapy]

this blog definitely needs more posts about rimming 🤭

I better see your tongue in my DMs as thanks…

Good sluts lick ass.

It probably sounded crude when you first heard that. Almost like blasphemy… how could such a pretty being like YOU enjoy THAT?

Good sluts lick ass.

The mere idea, ridiculous. You were raised right. To never do something so against god as THAT.

Good sluts lick ass.

But for some reason, the idea never left your brain, right? It became a beacon, sending a ping every so often… at first it was rare. You only thought about IT once in a blue moon.

Good sluts lick ass.

But when you did, thinking such dirty thoughts tickled that wrongly wired, paradoxical part of your brain. Where the bad feels good and the immoral feels like ecstasy… sending dopamine each time you thought about IT

Good sluts lick ass.

And so little by little you started seeing the truth. Maybe it wasn’t such a bad thing. Especially if you were giving someone pleasure by doing it, right?

Good sluts lick ass.

You never expected to be the one to feel pleasure from it. To be the one loving how dirty it makes you feel. To be the one moaning because of good the texture is. To be the one making a mess…

Good sluts lick ass.

Now look at you. Asking Dad Therapist for more rimming content so other good sluts like you can find in love with the disgusting beauty of eating ass. I’m proud of you. Thank you for the ask.

[domtherapy]

what do you recommend to a prospective patient that is too shy to make the intake appointment?

Patience and love.

It takes time to take the first scary step, and thats okay. As you go about your life, every day the desire to get therapy will grow. Deep down you’ll keep thinking about it, mulling over how beneficial it could be for you. Kind of like an itch in your head that can only be scratched with a certain tool. Little by little that desire can grow and get big enough that the fear seems tiny in comparison! This can take time, especially if you’ve only just started seriously contemplating reaching out.

This pairs well with the love. You must realize that getting therapy is an act of love. An act of self care. It’s telling current you that future you matters just as much and you are willing to do anything for them. So they have the potential for a happier tomorrow.

Realize that for some, therapy is scary because it’s an act of love, and perhaps you don’t think you deserve those. But you do. You deserve the comfort and healing of therapy. You deserve to be listened to. You deserve to be examined. You deserve therapy.

I’ll be here when you’re brave and ready enough for it.

[domtherapy]

I adore your blog! And thought you'd enjoy reading a little something on my mind

I can't stop thinking about going to therapy, and being subtly and slowly manipulated. Tense and uncomfortable at first, but as the sessions go by slowly easing me down into relaxation and vulnerability. Before I know it, I'm opening my heart to you, telling you every abuse from childhood through to now. I'm so enthralled in telling you everything I can, I don't even notice your bulge throbbing as I describe how I was abused. It's so freeing to finally have someone to talk to about all this

You learn, and before long it's like you know me better than I know myself. You verbalise my feelings and thoughts so well, it's hard not to feel like you're able to see into my mind. So I never give it a thought when you start subtly layering triggers and language my abusers have used. It makes sense that you would refer to them, right? I never noticed you bending my mind to begin associating them with pleasure and compliance again. I don't question it when you hand me a USB with files loaded onto them, and tell me I'm going to listen to them every night. That I *want* to listen to them every night. I just smile and agree, so happy to have someone who really understands me.

By our next session, I'm utterly pliable. Weeks of nightly conditioning have my mind like putty, effortlessly bending to your words without hesitation. Agreeing with you matter-of-factly, as if everything you say is simply the most obvious and reasonable statement ever made. When they're particularly outrageous or vile I might have moment of shock, before the conditioning takes hold. The shock at your words twisting to shock that I could have possibly forgotten such an obvious thing.

"Of course I'll start stroking when I listen to your voice. It only makes sense to pay you double the usual rate, and to start having sessions whenever you call me. I'd love to rim your sweaty ass as you scroll through my phone, I can't believe I hadn't thought to ask. Oh, yeah I'd be delighted to help you lure in my friends, which of them do you want to mind-rape first? You're so right, I do want to spend our sessions cleaning your cock whilst you force your fetishes into my head."

"I'm so lucky to have someone in my life who knows me inside and out. Thanks Dad 😍"

Wow that was a beautiful read. It deserves to be shared. Not only are you a fantastic writer, you have a deliciously twisted mind.

You don’t know how accurately you’ve hit the spot! It’s my dream to be able to take over a patient’s mind, slowly and discreetly, turning them into a living Sim for me. Every one of their actions unknowingly decided long ago by me. At first just getting familiar with them, learning them, listening to all the fucked up trauma and atrocities they’ve experienced. Then slowly rewiring their brain to prioritize me. Becoming the object of their obsession, fantasies, desires, fuck, even their worship….

Thanks for the ask. Feel free to let your brain leak out into my inbox whenever you want kiddo. Dad enjoyed it.

[domtherapy]

Dad mentioned stalking our accounts, well I love stalking yours too and it feels very flattering whenever you decide to reblog my reblogs and so on. Just feels like you are indirectly giving me a gold star. I wonder if you ever have favourite patients and what one could do to become your favourite. What Dad likes most in a patient in general…

(I’ll claim this emoji to be more recognisable)

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I appreciate the kind words. Thank you! Here’s a little secret, it’s not indirect. A reblog means “Good job kiddo.” Wear it with pride.

It seems a bit harsh to call it favoritism, but I suppose that is what it is. I don’t really think about it that way internally, i think of it more like triage. I tend to talk more to patients who truly have desperate needs or intense trauma and issues stemming from it. I find myself also appreciating a patient who has initiative, and listens to advice and feedback well. You only get out of therapy what you put in, so you need to be willing to give it your all. That means being honest, and sometimes having to be a bit brave to speak up for what you need.

At its core, I appreciate a patient with clear problems, goals, or needs, and the meekness to do whatever it takes to let dad fix it.

[domtherapy]

Uhh quick ask...

I deeply crave a stalker. Is that bad?

And I know part of it is because I haven't really felt noticed but when I do get noticed by anyone I want to shrink back and hide. So with this contradiction than how would i truly appreciate my stalker?

No, it’s not bad at all. Craving a stalker is completely normal. It’s okay to be wanted, to be needed so badly that you become someone’s obsession. You deserve to be noticed.

Now as far as a contradiction? I don’t see one. Obsessive stalkers can be scary. They will tend to want more and more and more…. Hiding is a completely normal reaction. A good stalker will be patient. They’ll let you get scared, slink away, then come back when you feel comfortable again. The appreciation comes from the consistency. Someone you can ignore or even try to avoid yet will always be there once you’re ready to show yourself again..

[domtherapy]

How did Dad discover his passion for being a therapist? And what does Dad think of breeding his patients… asking for a friend of course *cough*

Thank you for the fantastic question!

It developed naturally through listening to so many people’s problems. At first I’d be so lost not knowing what to do, but it turns out just being a good listener helped. With experience came the ability to ask better questions, helping people get to the core of their issues. That being said I’ve always enjoyed getting to know people, and it sometimes feels like therapy is just helping people know themselves better.

As far as breeding? Dad is a ravenous beast of unending horniness. In my mind you all deserve to become my incubators. I’m not playing when I say I stalk profiles constantly. I want to breed all of my patients. But I also understand that’s just kinky fantasy. Therapy is a safe space first and foremost. A place to be vulnerable and intimate without the expectations of sex. That being said, If you think therapist dad fucking you would help you heal, we can absolutely discuss it. But I’d never be the one to bring it up first, that would violate the sanctity of therapy.