Candace in Counseling - Pt. 02

The waiting room was cramped and sparsely decorated. There were no pictures or posters on the wall and the only magazines in the room were old copies of Glamour. The cover models were buried in a hundred pounds of makeup and wearing skimpy outfits posing seductively for the camera. It was a strange environment and not like anything Candace had ever experienced before. Derek sat beside her patiently waiting. He had not said a thing since they had checked in with the young receptionist. She was a buxom young brunette who fluttered her eyes and made sure to push her chest out when speaking to them. But since the initial encounter, no words were spoken between any of them as they waited for their appointment. Derek had chosen the counselor and Candace had no say in the matter. Strangely, she had grown used to not having a say in some things. It had been weeks since she'd worn underwear and she'd adjusted much quicker than expected to being constantly under threat of having her smooth pussy exposed under her skirt by a gust of wind or giving a co-worker a quick peek at her soft pink nipples under her blouse.

Suddenly, the receptionist broke the silence. "Excuse me, but Dr. Hull will see you now." Derek took Candace by the hand and led her to the clinic entrance. As they approached the door, it buzzed momentarily and a middle-aged man with a short beard and graying hair came through.

"Good afternoon," He said. "I am Dr. Hull. Please come with me."

He led the two of them down a long hallway to an office with windows facing a thin tree line. The clinic was located on the edge of the city near a row of shopping centers. There weren't many trees around but somehow Dr. Hull's office faced many of them. 

Candace and Derek stepped into the office as Dr. Hull closed the door behind them. The office was very spacious. Candace observed that it was almost as large as their apartment. Dr. Hull obviously made a lot of money with his practice. "Welcome." Dr. Hull said as he walked past the two of them and stood by a large wooden desk. "Now, I read a little bit of your referral request before you arrived. And I also briefly went over your intake paperwork." He looked at Candace and smiled. "Am I to understand that *you* are the primary patient in this session?"

Candace swallowed nervously. She looked at Derek who was patiently waiting on her response. "Yes, Dr. Hull. My name is Canda...Candy. You can call me Candy."

Dr. Hull smiled, "Nice to meet you Candy." He reached out and shook Derek's hand. "And you too, Derek. Nice to finally meet you in person."

"And you, Dr. Hull." He replied. Candace eyed Derek suspiciously. What did Hull mean by *finally*? How long had the two of them been talking to each other?

Candace noticed that Dr. Hull was running his eyes up and down her body. She crossed her arms and squirmed uncomfortably. She wanted to run out of the room and scream but she was paralyzed with fear. "Well, now." Dr. Hull began. "I trust from what Derek here has told me that you're ready to begin talking through your problems so we can find new and healthy ways to cope with your challenges. Are you sure you're ready to begin our collaborate counseling efforts, Candy?"

Candace shuddered. She had grown used to Derek calling her that name, but it made her sick to her stomach to hear a strange man calling her Candy. She forced herself to smile and shake her head. "Yes, I'm ready." She placed her hand on the arm of a nearby sofa and began to sit down.

"Oh, no!" Dr. Hull said quickly. Candace stood next to the couch and looked at him in confusion. "I'm sorry, but I'm sure you've never been through sessions like this, so you'll need a little more guidance than normal. You're not going to sit on the couch for this session."

"What?" Candace replied. "We're here for an hour, where am I supposed to sit? Do you expect me to stand the whole time?"

Dr. Hull chuckled, "Of course not! That wouldn't be respectful to my clients at all." He sat down in a comfortable looking leather recliner across from them and pointed to the floor in front of the couch. "You sit there."

"What the fuck???" Candace shouted. "The floor? You want me to sit in the floor? Fuck that!"

"Now, Candy." Dr. Hull's voice was calm but stern. It was very much like Derek's voice from when he convinced her to get counseling. "I understand your hesitation at following these instructions. But trust me, that's part of the process. Your unwillingness to follow my instructions is at the root of your relationship problems." Candace was fuming as she looked over at Derek. Her heart stopped when she noticed that he was glaring at her with such intensity. His eyes were filled with fire and he looked angrier than she had ever seen before. "You need to show that you can be obedient to simple directions if this process is going to work."

"But that's humiliating," Candace replied carefully. "Can't we do something that's not humiliating?"

Dr. Hull stared at her for a moment. "That's another part of the problem. You think it's humiliating, but you're not in a position to decide those things." Candace was dumbfounded. She didn't understand how this would help her. "So for now, you just need to follow instructions. Nothing I instruct you to do is going to hurt you. I would never harm one of my patients and I doubt that your boyfriend would ever allow such behavior." Candace looked over at Derek who was still staring at her with fiery eyes. She dreaded whatever consequences came from his disappointment. She'd probably never be allowed to wear clothes again.

She closed her eyes and sighed. "Okay. I'm sorry, Dr. Hull. Please, forgive me. I understand." Candace sat down on the floor in front of the couch and laid out her skirt to cover her naked sex underneath. Derek sat on the couch next to her and placed his hand on her shoulder.

"Good!" Dr. Hull said with a smile. "Small steps but massive progress. Of course, that is just the start. We have to deal with the consequences of your disobedience."

Candace swallowed nervously. "Oh no." She said quietly.

Dr. Hull sighed, "Yes, that seems to be an appropriate response. I realize that it's uncomfortable now but you'll soon come to realize how important these consequences are for your behavior, isn't that right?"

Candace sighed. "Yes, Sir. I understand." She was so humiliated and defeated. She wanted to run home and hide under her bed but if she didn't work hard to protect her relationship with Derek then she wouldn't have a home at all.

Dr. Hall turned his attention momentarily to Derek. "Derek, I'll let you decide. Should it be one or two?" Candace looked up at Derek with confusion. One or two what? What was he talking about and how would Derek know?

Derek thought for a moment before looking down at his confused girlfriend. Her eyes were glowing with concern. Her soft pink makeup was perfectly contoured and her eyes were painted with a smokey shadow that made her look exquisite. Candace was a stunningly beautiful woman and Derek knew it. He had no illusions at what a phenomenal piece of ass she was. He then turned back to Dr. Hull. "One will do for now."

Candace's expression shot back to Dr. Hull. "One what?"

"Tit," Dr. Hull replied. Candace's eyes widened. "You will unbutton your blouse and pull out one of your tits. You'll leave it out for the rest of our session. You're not allowed to cover it with your arms, your hands, or any manner of clothing. One tit out in the open."

Candace was mortified. What the fuck was going on? How could this pervert expect her to just whip out her tits for him. She looked up at Derek with pleading eyes, but he ignored her. Not even a momentary glance to reinforce his position.

"Do it, Candy." He said coldly, "Or I'll change my mind and you'll spend the rest of the session completely topless. It's your choice." Candace looked back at Dr. Hull whose expression had not changed. He was patiently waiting for her to comply with his instructions.

"I'm not trying to disobey," Candace said carefully. "But, is there possibly another way? Please?"

"No," Dr. Hull replied. "Open your blouse and expose at least one of your tits. You're free to let both of them out but you must keep one tit freely exposed for the rest of the session." Candace felt tears welling up. She was already not wearing underwear and now she was being forced to expose herself even more to this strange man. 

"Do it, Candy." Derek suddenly snapped. "We're waiting."

She sniffled quietly as she unbuttoned her blouse. As the last button unclasped and she felt the shirt fall free, she held it close to her tits. She felt them trying to fall out of the shirt opening and burst free for everyone to see. Then she slowly pushed the fabric to the side and her left tit fell spilled out. Her immense pink areola was erect and her face glowed red with shame. She pressed the blouse as close to her body as she could to keep her other tit from falling out. She sat up as straight as she could. Now she was without underwear, sitting on the floor, and with one of her massive tits exposed for the two men in the room to enjoy.

"Good girl." Dr. Hull replied. "Obedience is key to success in your relationship. That's going to be an important factor moving forward. Now, let's try an exercise. I want you to repeat after me. Are you ready?"

Candace squirmed uncomfortably. "Yes, Sir. I'm ready."

"Excellent!" Dr. Hull sat up in his chair. "Now, repeat after me: obedience is the key to success in my relationship."

Candace felt her heart stop. That wasn't true! She wanted to be a partner with Derek. She didn't want to be a mindless slave to his every whim! She hesitated for a moment and thought about not answering. Then she looked down and noticed reflected on the fact that she was sitting on the office floor wearing no underwear and with one of her tits hanging out. She was beyond ashamed, but she took a deep breath and complied. "Obedience is the key to success in my relationship."

She felt a sudden tap on her shoulder. She started to turn around but realized that Derek was padding her shoulder to reinforce her behavior. He was smiling at her as he gently tapped her. Her heart sank as humiliation washed over her. She felt so worthless as a person. All of her self-esteem was gone and she wondered if she'd find the strength to continue. 

"Good girl," Derek said softly. There was a tenderness and warmth to his voice that had not been there before. Candace looked over at him.

"Good girl, indeed!" Dr. Hull added. "This is great progress, for sure! These are important steps to building the tools you need to be successful. Now, what is the key to success?"

"Obedience," Candace replied softly.

"What?"

"Obedience," She said again.

"What?" Dr. Hull's voice rose sharply.

"Obedience is the key to success in my relationship."

"There we go. Obedience! When a man tells you to do something, it is your job to listen to him. The men in your life, including Derek and myself, we are here to help you fix the destructive behaviors that have brought so much misery to your friends and family."

Candace closed her eyes and sighed. "Obedience to men." Still awash with humiliation, she felt something different building inside of her. She felt an unusual warmth and tingling sensation in her gut. Obedience to men? How humiliating. She was a strong woman who worked hard and had made mistakes, but she wasn't a bad person. But now she was learning a mantra to obey men. And despite the shame she felt, she found it slightly...arousing. "Obedience to men is..." She struggled.

"Yes..." Dr. Hull encouraged her. "It is what?"

"Obedience to men is the key to success in my relationships."

"Yes!" Dr. Hull could barely contain his excitement. "Excellent, Candy! You're a quick study. You've already learned that there's more to this education and counseling track than it appears on the surface. So, now that you know the basic mantra of our sessions, I'm going to explain a few rules to you."

"Rules?" asked Candace. She shivered for a moment as a cold gust of air brushed across her exposed tit. Her nipple was still rock hard and erect, embarrassingly so. "What kind of rules?"

"Ground rules. Since we're just starting our sessions, you're going to need to know how to act when you come in here."

"Um..."

"Be quiet and listen to the doctor, Candy." Derek suddenly interrupted. "Don't make us have to expose another one of your tits. And if I do, you'll lose your shirt privileges here in the office today and for the next session. Understand?"

Candace was shocked but quickly carried her emotions and nodded in compliance. "Yes, Sir. I understand."

"Now, let's get to it," Dr. Hull began. "This is a counseling and education service for troubled young women. I understand that you probably see yourself as a strong and independent woman who resents control of any kind from a man. In fact, the mere thought of surrendering your will to a man probably makes you sick to your stomach. Is that true?"

"It doesn't make me sick," Candace replied. "But I don't like when men tell me what to do. I'm sorry. I'm not trying to be rude. I'm just answering your question."

"Of course!" Dr. Hell replied. "So, the first rule of the office is the mantra. At the start of each session, you will sit on the floor underneath your boyfriend, you will place your arms behind your head and press your tits out as tightly against your shirt as you can. Then you will recite the mantra to me to affirm your loyalty and agreement to the terms of our sessions. Do you understand?"

Candace stared blankly at him for a moment. Was this really happening? How could she go along with such humiliating treatment? WHY was she still sitting on the floor with her tit exposed? What the hell was happening to her? She sighed in humiliation and defeat. She knew she was stronger than this. She could resist, but she felt trapped and she had no other choice. "Yes, Sir. I understand."

"Now," Dr. Hull continued, "Let's talk about homework."

"Homework?"

"Of course! You obviously can't work on your relationship if you focus on it solely here in the office. There must be actions at home to reinforce your new understanding and knowledge. Practical application is essential." Candace looked up at Derek. He was laser-focused on Dr. Hull. Why wouldn't he look at her?

"Please..." She whispered to him, but Derek ignored her. 

"So, Derek. Tell me: what is something that Candy does at home, a sexual activity that she doesn't enjoy but she makes an effort. Something that she's not very good at because she doesn't put her heart or other body parts into it?" Candace was mortified. What was going on? "Is there anything specific that comes to mind?"

Derek thought for a moment. Candace was a stunningly beautiful woman. She had a perfectly round ass accented by shapely legs and a pair of tits that rivaled some of the world's most popular porn stars. She would occasionally try a new position like doggy-style or give a half-hearted blowjob but she was mostly a vanilla missionary-type girl. He enjoyed watching her tits bounce up and down as he plowed into her but he wanted more. Candace had a goddess body and should use it to please him like a goddess. So he decided to focus on his pleasure as her first task. "Candy tries, but she could certainly put in more effort with her sexual activities, for sure."

Candace's eyes widened in horror and inadvertently placed her arm over her exposed tit. "Uncover yourself, immediately!" Dr. Hull snapped. Candace panicked and dropped her arms to her side and both of her tits spilled out into the air. She was horrified and began to sob uncontrollably.

"What do you mean?" Dr. Hull calmly continued as Candace sat in the floor crying tears down on to her exposed tits. "Is there something specific we can work on?"

"Yes," Derek replied. "Candy tries but she's not very good at giving head. I'd like to see more enthusiasm and appreciation for me when she's sucking my dick. She doesn't understand what a privilege it is and I think that it would go a long way in helping our relationship." Candace cried even harder at hearing this. When she felt as though her self-esteem couldn't go lower, here she was half naked and sobbing because her boyfriend was calling out her blowjob skills in a counseling session.

"Hmm," said Dr. Hull thoughtfully. He looked at Candace. "Candy, please stop crying. I need you to listen to me. It is time for you to get control of yourself and pay attention." Candace tried to calm herself but she continued to cry and shake. "Candy, stop crying and listen to me." She took a deep breath and did her best to hold back the tears but they continued to silently flow down her cheeks and drip down to her exposed tits as she struggled to listen.

"Your homework tonight is simple: you're going to give your boyfriend a thoughtful and attentive blowjob. You're going to dress up as sexy as you can, following any clothing restrictions he's given you, and you're going to spend the evening practicing your cocksucking skills." Candace was numb. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. "And that's not all. While you're practicing your oral skills on his cock, I want you to speak to him in a loving and thoughtful manner. Tell him how much you appreciate his cock and how grateful you are that you're a woman who has a cock to suck. I want you to tell him the things that make you excited about putting his cock in your mouth. You'll alternate between this exposition and your cocksucking activity. And when you're done, Derek will choose where he gets to cum. If he cums in your mouth, then you will express appreciation for him by swallowing it down. If he cums on your face, you will do the same by not cleaning it off of your body until he instructs you." Candace continued shaking involuntarily. "Do you understand these instructions?"

There was only silence from the humiliated woman. "Candy, do you understand your homework instructions?" She took a deep breath and sighed. She wanted to die, but she had nowhere to go. 

"Yes, Doctor. I...understand my...homework."

"Which is?"

"To...to...to give Derek a...blowjob. To be attentive and loving the whole time. I...have to...tell him how much I...love sucking him. I have to share my love of...his...cock...in my mouth." She began sobbing again as the words escaped her. "I promise I'll do my homework. Please don't do this to me anymore."

Dr. Hull and Derek both smiled at each other. 

"Good girl," He said, "Now you can get dressed and I will see you at our next session."