Ruth's Therapy - S01 E92

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Ruth's Therapy - S01 E92

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 92

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Ruth had put a lot of thought into her clothes for her appointment with the judge. It was important to blend into the professional air of his chambers. That was easy enough since Ruth usually moved in such circles. Yet, Robyn's instructions were clear and Ruth knew that her mission was to be a slut. She had settled for a tight black dress that more than hinted at her ample bosom.

She didn't know it, but the judge had been one of the Doctor's more challenging patients. A man of importance and power, he'd developed thoughts about his inadequacy which had been interfering with his work. As an older fellow, he might have been considered an unlikely candidate for Robyn's strange therapies. But eventually she had prescribed a steady dose of having his cock sucked, and cumming freely into the mouth of women.

All that Ruth knew was that she was once again in the role of assistant. And that an older man, a member of the bench, needed her eager skills.

"I know that we have a mutual friend," the judge said to Ruth. "But I don't think I can give you legal help."

He was more than ten years older than the woman in front of him. He thought her very attractive. Her figure was nicely curved and he appreciated the way her generous bust was highlighted by her dress. It was enough to hold his attention despite his busy schedule.

"Your Honour. I don't need any legal help. But Robyn... our mutual friend... she told me to give you something."

"Well, that's lovely but I don't know what kind of help I need."

"I was told it had to be very special. And discreet."

Ruth was doing her best to smile sweetly. But she was experiencing a new kind of nervousness. The judge was well-connected. And she was in his chambers where she was uncertain of the risks of lewd behaviour. The judge was seeming to feign ignorance of her mission. But Ruth had her instructions.

Still smiling at the older man, she unbuttoned the top of her dress. He maintained his officious gaze and Ruth felt compelled to undo two more buttons. Now her cleavage was easily visible to the judge. She felt wildly exposed, at his mercy. But her therapy, and her submission, required more.

"You see, your Honour," she said while trying to stop her voice from trembling. "The Doctor told me about a service that I am provide for you today."

His face changed in an instant. Or perhaps that was because Ruth was still opening the front of her dress. She'd chosen a particular bra for this visit -- it was the only one that gave maximum exposure to her cleavage while retaining some control over her juicy double-Ds. Ruth had told herself it was a gift for her husband but it was perfect for a mission like this.

"Well... I see..." he was trying to say. "But surely not here."

Doctor Robyn had warned Ruth about this patient. She was expected to lure him into accepting the surprise gift. It was intended as an important milestone in his own therapy. Ruth was motivated by the order that she provide oral sex to this older man. And the opportunity to drink the cum of a senior member of the bench.

"Doctor's orders" smiled Ruth as she made her way around the impressive wooden desk.

"I see... but this is... not the place..."

Ruth perched on the edge of his heavy wooden desk. Her tits - heavy and firm -- threatened to burst out of the skimpy bra that was only barely containing them. Leaning forward, she gave the judge a closer look at her impressive cleavage.

"Doctor's orders," she repeated.

She took his hand and drew it up towards her exposed flesh. The judge was a man, after all, and in no mood to resist the opportunity. He'd been as shocked as any of the good Doctor's patients to discover the nature of her therapy. As a proper man in a serious job he'd wanted to refuse.

"Touch me, your Honour," Ruth said sweetly. "Please."

She had worried about becoming a slut. Now she was being exactly that. And under orders of her so-called therapist. Suddenly she was not concerned at all -- this was exciting and pleasing. She was grateful for therapy required her to follow the orders of the depraved Doctor Ruth.

"Squeeze them," she urged the older man.

"You are very forward," he murmured, letting his hand grope the warm, soft globes of her tits.

"Its therapy," Ruth replied with a naughty grin.

She adjusted her dress -- and her bra -- to make more of her flesh accessible to the judge. He could not really believe what was happening. The deviant Doctor had told him that more lewd behaviour was the best treatment for him. She'd given him numerous opportunities to enjoy sexual play with different women. All of that had helped him to focus better on his important job. But this was different.

"You have wonderful breasts," he croaked from his dry throat.

"Take a closer look," she told him.

The judge had quickly sized-up this woman -- a wonderful body for her age with lovely curves and a very healthy bust. She was the type of woman he mixed with socially. Except that she wanted to draw attention to her big tits. He saw that as Ruth leaned closer, presenting her cleavage so that it was practically touching his face. She was enjoying this assignment - perhaps being a slut was not so bad after all. It was exciting to be so free and easy with her sexuality. The best illustration was to place one hand behind the older man's head and pull his face into her cleavage.

"Yes, that's better," she cooed.

"Hmmmm..." he tried to reply, the pale tit flesh muffling his words.

"This is the kind of therapy Doctor Robyn prescribes."

"Its what I pay her for," he mumbled again.

Of course there was more to the judge's therapy than enjoying her tits. She reached down and gently pressed a hand against his crotch. That made the judge almost jump in his seat. But Ruth could already feel the hardness. This would not be such a tough assignment after all.

"Pleased to see me, your Honour?" she giggled.

"The Doctor promised me a slut."

"Then let me show you."

She dropped to her knees as if it was an everyday thing -- which, of course, it was for Ruth. No need to wait for him to protest. Quickly her fingers were opening his trousers. A nice, hard cock sprang into view.

"Hmmm... your Honour, that is so lovely."

Ruth still had never seen a cock that she did not like. The judge was a man of modest proportions but it was hard and erect. A good size for her to engulf with her soft mouth. Only a little wriggling was required on his part to fully expose his cock and his balls. Ruth could not help smiling as she got to work, gently massaging the precious eggs as she licked up and down the length of his shaft. The judge was not shocked by that - the good Doctor herself had administered his therapy on occasion as well as arranging for fetching young women to attend his sessions. Still, this seemingly classy woman was as eager as any of them.

"Fucking hell," he grunted softly. "You are a slut.

"I love using my mouth on lovely cocks like this one."

She was expertly massaging his balls as she grinned at him. The truth was that she enjoyed being these assignments. It helped that the deviant Doctor kept finding new ways for her to express her true self. So many men and so many cocks. Her fingers curled around his now throbbing phallus.

"Enjoy your therapy," she grinned before lowering her head and wrapping her lips around the older man's shaft.

It twitched as she began to engulf him. All men did that and it was always a delight for a confirmed fellatrix. She swirled her tongue around the shaft as she sank deeper. After so much practice, Ruth knew that she could accommodate the judge's entire meat in her mouth. But a little more practice would do no harm.

"Ohhh... fuck... my whole cock. Dirty whore."

Ruth took that as a compliment. She'd once longed to have men use her mouth for their wicked pleasures. The good Doctor had seen to it that Ruth had developed her cock-sucking talents. Now they were needed by another of the Doctor's patients.

"This whore wants to drink your seed," she announced.

With fingers wrapped round the base of the judicial cock, Ruth began her expert bobbing. Using pressure from her lips and teasing with her feminine tongue, she easily took his average size in her mouth. She was almost loving in her efforts. And the older man's cock grew still harder in response. Which was her signal to work hands-free, hands on his thighs to steady herself as she slurped up and down.

The judge was enjoying his most daring ever headjob. And he thought perhaps this classy woman was the best cocksucker he'd yet experienced. She was amazing in her ability to work from his tip to the base. And he could glance down to admire her fleshy cleavage. Perhaps the kinky therapist would permit him a tit-fuck in their next session. But there was no doubt that this slut was set on consuming all his ball juice.

"Fuck... you love sucking cock."

"I do love it," she replied, now stroking his meat with one hand as she looked up into his eyes. "Especially when the Doctor makes me."

"You are a whore for her?"

"For you. And I want you to cum."

"Gonna swallow?" he groaned.

"Empty your balls. Give me your whole load."

"Dirty bitch..."

She already had his shaft back in her mouth. The judge had as much right as any man to an expert headjob -- and Doctor Robyn had commanded it. Expertly, Ruth alternated her speed and depth, teasing his throbbing meat as his balls began to rise up. And the judge, at last feeling more daring, remembered how the therapist had been encouraging him to hold a woman's head -- all the better to fuck her mouth. Both hands closed around Ruth, his fingers gripping her brown hair as he began to pull her harder onto his manhood.

Of course, Ruth enjoyed her work much more once the judge began to take control. A regular cock-sucking was a fine thing but her body responded all the better once the judge took control, happy to use the willing female kneeling before him.

"You whore... letting me use your mouth... the Doctor... yeah, suck me good..."

With all her practice, and so many men, Ruth knew the telltale throbbing. She knew just how much pressure to apply with her lips as he tried to force her head up and down. Smaller cocks were easier to accommodate and the older man was clearly excited to be deep-throated by the willing slut.

"Take it, slut... here it comes... ohhh, farrrck... you bitch..."

He jammed her head down so that his dick was buried in her mouth. Ruth felt his balls against her chin. Then came that marvellous eruption as his first blast flooded her mouth.

"Yeeesss... faaaarrrckkk..."