As you lay on your back in bed, naked as you always are when you're ready to sleep, you notice Bob the ghost standing in the corner, watching you. He's wearing the same toga he always does, and he comes over to the bed, leans over and kisses you before he magically makes a blindfold appear and puts it on you. “Taking away your sight will enhance your other senses, Barbara, and you'll enjoy what I do for you even more,” he...

“Oh, my poor bottom!” Shelley said as Jim rubbed the soothing cream into her cute, but bruised bottom. “Mmm, that feels good!” she said as his hands strayed between her legs. Making sure all the lotion was off his hands and on her bottom, his fingers found her slightly damp pussy and stroked gently, knowing that after Fiona’s abuse, she’d want it soft and gentle. He could feel the humidity grow as he ran his fingers throu...

Selina sat in the front seat of her car, hands on the steering wheel as she watched Ragden and his family drive away. She resisted the urge to follow them. Her heart hammered in her chest. Her knuckles were white around the steering wheel as she fought the urge to follow. Her keys were already in the ignition. All she had to do was turn the key, put the car in drive, and follow. It would be so easy. Then she could have hi...

CHAPTER THIRTEEN. Lady Emma returns... again. Lady Emma is one of Helen's closest friends and thereby became our inaugural client when we began our new life in Harley Street. She has pressed her advantage as a friend, imposing upon Helen to allow privileged access to me, but Helen has always steadfastly refused. At our very first meeting, Helen had crept beneath the Consulting Couch to relieve my excitement at treating Em...

CHAPTER 11 Lady Sara returns. Lady Sara is due to visit us again this evening, but during the day, Helen has been out of the house on a mysterious solo mission. When she returns, she is carrying a heavy parcel, and looking extremely pleased with herself. It seems that she recently took the original 'Doctor Watson's Assistant' to an artistic friend of hers with glass-making skills and equipment. He had been rather astonish...

CHAPTER NINE. Lady Jane returns. I have been discussing the psychology of sex with a young French colleague, Jean-Martin Charcot, who is trying to develop the use of hypnosis as a medical treatment. It is way beyond my capabilities, and he is developing an association with Sigmund Freud to make progress in psychological theory. He knows of my interests in the more physical and genetic aspects, and refers me to the writing...

CHAPTER FIVE The arrival of 'Doctor Watson's Assistant'. We have an appointment with Lady Sara later in the week, but have already heard from Lord Grey that he would like to send his wife Jane for further treatment, as he can see some improvement in her manner towards him. Of course, we agree to a date, and Helen tells me that we need more regular clients to put our business on a safe financial footing. She feels that fiv...

I spent the whole of Friday with a real sense of anticipation. Like I was going on that date with a new girlfriend where you knew it would get physical. I realised Sophie was just as buzzed when she texted me at lunchtime. She told me she had just gone to the ladies' toilet at work and played with herself. Part of me said I was just here to make Sophie happy. Another part of me was thinking about getting laid. At six, Sop...

I was entranced at the sight of Zelina, the Mystic Cult Queen, writhing and dancing in her glorious nudity around the pumpkin-colored magic dildo mounted on the floor. Bound and stroked by her equally lovely acolytes, my cock rose to attention. The ladies said that at the peak of her arousal, she would impale her luscious pussy upon its massive girth. My erection wavered when they told me that I would be next, and since I...

The next morning, I was awakened by the feel of a soft feminine hand rubbing lightly across my chest. I turned my head and was confused for a moment to see blonde hair on my shoulder instead of my wife’s brunette tresses. It took me a moment to remember that I had spent the night with Sandy and not Beth. I rolled onto my side and wrapped my arms around her pulling her in close. She responded in kind, hugging me and moving...