A huge, strong hand came down on me, and grabbing me by the neck, forced me backwards into the seat, as he whispered on my ear. "You don’t want to ...iss me off! Stay put, or you'll regret it!" His voice was rough, threatening and sent shivers down my spine. His hand gave a little squeeze to my throat before trailing all the way down, to the edge of my skirt, lingering there a few seconds, just to make his point. I quit struggling and decided to wait and see what would happen. My mind was. She leaned forward and took one of his hands in her own. Dan had no idea what to say. "You know I'm not a very traditional therapist, right?" He nodded. His mom had made sure to emphasize that to him beforehand for some reason. "Some of the things I say are going to seem very strange or unusual. Stuff that most therapists don't say, because I know it works. I want you to at least try the things I suggest, even if they seem strange or un-traditional. Can I have your commitment on that?" She was. . On cheeks.. U bitch !!!. Ask ur master first before touching him..YOU.. sory master..ME.. Good.. Now u slut. Take my balls.. Nd don't u dare suck my cock.. Just take whole of my balls in ur mouth nd pull it nd release it.. Do it till i tell u to stopSo u r sucking my balls now. Uuhhhhhhh... Aaaahhhh&...yes my sexy.. Yessssssss.. A&mmmmm...pull it harder.. Nd push ...aahahhmmm..Mmmmmmyuhhmmmm.. Yessssss.. Ffffffffkk.. NME.. Stop...Now. About turn so that i have ur asshole in front of me. U did. I looked around in consternation. The feeling of prey eluding my grasp brought a curl to my lip. A "swatch" sounded near us, causing us to jump back into a defensive position. My sword at the ready, we carefully rounded the hillock from behind which the sound had come.There was no avoiding her presence. Her jayda was powerful, stronger than anyone I had ever encountered, even my dead patron. She knew we were near but did not move from her spot. My unease grew with each step forward. The nearer.