Georgia - S01 E60

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Georgia - S01 E60

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 60

Within 2 seconds my dress was on the floor, I was leant back on the sofa, my legs were spread wide and my right hand was rubbing my clit.

I heard Chuck say something about it not being necessary but it was too late, I had already started.

It wasn’t long before,

“Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, aaaaaarrrrrrgn; ‘Priapus’.” Came out of my mouth then my body jerked a few time then finally relaxed, my hands by my side and my legs still wide open.

“Good Georgia; that’s just what’s needed. That didn’t take long; I seem to remember it taking longer the last time that you were here.”

“Yes Chuck, it did, but these last few days I’ve been cumming a lot quicker. Do you think that it’s starting to work?”

“No Georgia, the real work to get you to where you want to be will only really start in a few minutes. This session will start to plant the association of the word ‘Priapus’ with an orgasm, deep in your brain.”

“Okay, so when do we start?”

“Right now if you’re happy.”

“Okay, where do you want me?”

“Anywhere that you are comfortable Georgia.”

“I’m good here.”

“I’ll get my tablet.”



Chuck got his table and came over to me. He sat beside me then held his tablet in front of my face.

“Just concentrate on watching the screen Georgia; try to relax and let your mind go blank.”

I did and the next thing that I knew was Chuck standing over me and clicking his fingers.

“What time is it?” I asked. Trying to remember if I had been naked with my legs had been wide apart when I got hypnotised.

“You were in a hypnotic trance for about 15 minutes if that is what you were trying to work out Georgia.”

“Okay. ‘Priapus’.” I replied; then when I didn’t orgasm I added,

“It’s not working.”

“No Georgia; it won’t work. Firstly it’s not you saying ‘Priapus’, it has to be other people; and secondly, if you remember I did tell you that it would take around 4 sessions to become effective.”

“Oh yes; you did didn’t you? So when’s the next session? Can we do it now?”

“Sorry; your brain needs time to assimilate the thoughts and ideas that I’ve just put there. I can book you in for the same time next week if that’s okay with you?”

“I guess so.”

“I think that it would be a good idea if you were to get dressed now Georgia.”

“Oh yes.”

I got off the sofa, put my dress back on and said,

“I presume that I still need to practice masturbating and saying the word ‘Priapus’.”

“Yes please, but you don’t need to spend as much time on it as you have been doing; around 10% of last week’s effort will suffice.”

“But I like doing it.”

“Georgia, you do whatever you are comfortable with.”

“I think that I’ll try and top last week’s guestimate then.”

Cuck smiled and said,

“Okay Georgia. Until next week then.”

Back at the boat I decided to try to get some rest as I suspected that the US Navy would keep me up for most of the night. I decided to have that rest sunbathing on the rear sunbathing deck of the boat.

At 8:30 pm I left the boat naked as the day I was born; not even shoes to protect my feet. It’s one thing being naked around the marina, that’s like being naked in your back garden; and walking around town in just a thong, even a strings only thong, that gives me some security and the feeling of being clothed; but I was about to go out on to a main road and walk to a café and wait outside it with absolutely nothing on me, no feeling of security at all.

Okay, I’d been totally naked on that road, and in that café before but that was different; I had 5 hunky US sailors to protect me that time. I was nervous and a little bit scared.

I was outside the marina, alongside the main road before anyone saw me and I was relieved when they just looked at me then kept walking. It was still about an hour before sunset so there was no help for me there. A couple of cars went passed with no indication that they’d even seen me.

I made it to the café, still scared and nervous; I mean a police car could have driven along that road at any minute.

For some weird reason, instead of looking for somewhere to hide, I stood right on the side of the road where the people in the café and anyone else for that matter, could easily see me.

I waited for what seemed like hours, but was only a few minutes when a big white limo pulled up alongside me. With the darkened windows I had no idea who was in it so I stepped back a little and prepared myself to run. A window at the front wound down and a man said,

“Lolita.”

I emptied my lungs and relaxed.

“Get in.”

I walked to the door further down the side and opened it. As I opened the door I saw about 9 or 10 other girls; all as naked as I was. I climbed in and found a seat.

The girls were all talking in Spanish, and a rather fast Spanish and I was having trouble understanding what they were saying.

The girl next to me turned to me and said in Spanish,

“Hi, I assume that you are going to the American Navy party.”

“Yes, I’m Lolita.”

The girl giggled and then said,

“You look like a Lolita. I’m Lucia.”

“Do you know how far it is to the party?” I asked.

“About 10 kilometres; it’s on a farm near San Jose.”

I’d heard of San Jose. Daddy took me there once. It was all very nice but way too quiet for me.

It didn’t take long to get there and when I got out of the Limo I saw that 2 more Limos had followed us in. There were quite a few guys waiting for us and they all cheered when they saw us.

I looked around and saw 3 big Navy (presumably) trucks and 1 smaller one. It had what I presumed to be a big walk-in fridge or freeze and men were unloading boxes of beer.