THE CURE.  -  Part two
		
Chapter 1.

	The expected call from Dr. Arthwell reached me by 3 in the 
afternoon. He didn't quite like my report of events these past 
seven days. He expressed some uncertainty as to the conditioning 
of Lonnie.
	- Actually, mr. Alcott, I think she went a bit farther in
her lovemaking than I had hypnotised her for.
	- Well, I'm definitely not sorry, that she did.
	- I can see that. But ... eh ... she IS showing a bit more 
initiative than expected. We shall see.
	- Have you got any instructions for me before I go home?
	- Yes I have. You see, we are nearing the point where we 
want Lonnie to take over by herself, but as you have expressed 
high interest in oral sex - especially that you want her to enjoy 
being licked out, I have chosen to instruct her that way.
	- And since you didn't call for my assistance I can assume 
that you "handled the problem yourself"? Like you did last week.
	- Yes, I have to admit to that. I thought that since you 
didn't object last week you should not be offended by a much 
lesser invasion on your private territory.
	- Well, you are partly right. Though I must say you should 
have called and asked for permission first.
	- I should. Sorry. But these are the instructions. Lonnie 
revealed some distaste about her private parts; they were 
`unclean' etc.  For four days over the next week she'll have an 
urge to shower just before you return from your office - beginning 
today. She will have trimmed her bush slightly, and when you enter 
the door she will want to make love to you. You'll have to play it 
by ear from there on, but in some way or other she will express a 
lust for you to go down on her. And you do just that.
	- Yes, I shall do that, Dr. Arthwell. But then I want to be 
present at your last consultation with Lonnie next Tuesday !
	- Very well, Mr. Alcott. I'll call your office on Monday to 
hear your report and then we can arrange for your presence on 
Tuesday.
	- All right. Good bye.
	- Good bye, Mr. Alcott.

Chapter 2.
	
	I could hardly wait to get home from the office. But of 
course it should not do to arrive earlier than usual.
	The house was wonderfully cool and felt empty just when I 
entered, but as I closed the door and fetched a cold coke in the 
fridge I heard Lonnie's voice from the bathroom:
	- Is that you, dear?
	- Yeah. Just came in.
	- Please lock the doors, dear. I do not want to be 
disturbed. I'm on my way to the livingroom.
	I locked the doors and entered the livingroom. God, what a
sight that met me. Lonnie was half reclining in the sofa, dressed 
in an ultrathin negligee, one leg up on the sofa, the other on the 
floor, giving me a perfect view of her black pussy. Arthwell had 
been right. She evidently had trimmed her bush, and spread out 
like that she looked vulgar and horny, her cuntlips spread by her 
position so I could watch everything, even have a peek just a 
little millimetre into her pink vagina. And glistening it was.
	- Welcome home, dear. Had a hard day?
	- Well, a bit, love. But I get all awake again the way you 
look.	
	- That's lovely.  She lifted up the negligee. Because I've 
got something here that has waiting for you to come home for the 
last hour.
	- I can hardly wait to feel it round my cock. You look so 
inviting, more so than any other woman I can imagine.
	- Then come over here. I want you to take a closer look. Do 
you notice any change?
	- Oh, yes, I certainly do. You must have trimmed off some of 
your bush.
	- Yes. When I took a shower I felt up myself, and I thought 
we might both like it with a bit less hair.
	- You are delicious to look at.
	- Are you sure I didn't cut off too much?
	- Not at all. You might very well have taken off more, and 
I'd have loved it.
	- I didn't dare go closer, but I have a pair of scissors 
here - be my guest and cut all to your heart's delight.
	She handed me a pair I hadn't noticed before, but evidently 
she had put it on the low table to be ready. When she had handed 
me the scissors she turned in the sofa, slid down a little bit and 
lifted both feet up and spread her thighs as wide as they went. 
She sent me a lewd smile and with her left hand she grasped her 
abundant bush and shook it.
	- Feel free, you lovely naughty man.
	To say I was surprised at her sudden openness is a wild 
understatement. This was way beyond my wildest imaginations.  My 
hands were shaking with lust at the sight, and I started trimming 
her till her hairs were very short. All the time - and I really 
took my time - I touched her cunt as much as possible and in 
various ways while trimming small bits of hair all the time. 
Lonnie was getting more and more wet, and in the middle of the 
trimming I had to take off my trousers and shorts because my hard
cock was hurting in its confinement. When I had finished the
trimming I went to the bathroom to get a wet rag to clean off all 
the small hairs. When I had dried her off she panted:
	- I'm afraid there are a few hairs inside it. Can't you 
clean them out with your tongue?
	I could not believe my own ears. I licked her lips for a 
little while, and then I felt her spread her legs a little further 
as if she was crazy to have me lick her vagina. My hands cupped 
her smooth ass, lifted her cunt closer to my mouth, and then I 
started teasing that delicious cunt. I pressed my tongue into her 
cunt, fucked it with small pushes in and out, and then I curled it 
up and around her clit. Lonnie started humping my face, and when I 
sucked her clit in between my lips and let my tongue slash it as 
fast as I could, she started screaming.
	- Oh, my God. It's so perverted and so wonderful, she 
panted. This is the best I've ever tried. Oh, you horny bastard. 
You are making me come. You are sucking my cunt and I'm going to 
come ! !  Yes, YES, OOHHH YES. It's so wild. I'm coming on your 
mouth. I AM ! !  I'M COMING, COMING ,  GRRRR, 
OH NOOOO, YESSSS,  AARRRHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
	Her body went all soft. Her legs fell down, first on my 
shoulders and then her thighs slid down my sides till her feet 
rested on the floor again. Her eyes were closed for a minute or 
two. Then she opened them and looked lovingly into mine.
	- I didn't even long for that. But my God it was wonderful. 
But now you have to fill my little void like I dreamed of before 
you came home.
	I pulled a cushion off the armchair to kneel on, and now my 
cock was right in front of her wet cunt. 
	- You take it then and guide it to your cunt.
	She did just that. I pushed the head of my cock into her. 
She was so wet. It felt like the walls of her cunt were quivering 
with electricity. As I pushed all the way into her I felt my cock 
brush her cervix and hit the bottom of her silken cunt, and Lonnie 
let out a deep sigh of satisfaction.
	- Oh, my love. That is so wonderful. I'm all alive inside. 
God, you fill me up so wonderful.
	- And your wet cunt is gorgeous the way it wraps round my 
cock.
	- Aaahhhhh. It's like walking in the desert and then get a 
drink of cold water. Oh, you are great, Peter. Now fuck me, 
please. Won't you? Please, Peter, fuck me, fuck me.
	My mind was reeling as I pounded my stiff cock into her. She
was wriggling her hips up and down, the sound of my pelvic bone
smashing into her wet cunt was exhilarating. Lonnie was just 
growling and mewing by now. Not an intelligent word came out of 
her, but she was uttering sounds louder and louder. This time she 
did not explode at all. She just started orgasming, her belly 
rippling with her contractions, her pretty tits jumping on her 
chest, and she just came and came, yelling louder.  AAAHHHHHHHH, 
NNOOOOO, OOOOHHHHHHHHHHH, FUCK ME, MOOOOOORREEEE,   YESSSSSS,  I'M 
COMING, COMING COMING.
	I exploded. It was like molten lead pouring out of my spine 
and my cock into her contracting cunt. I yelled too. I screamed. 
My cock grew to maximum length and thickness and just pumped sperm 
into her.
	Collapsing on the cushion between her open legs my cock 
plopped out of her. The sight of her red, wet pussy leaking my 
white sperm was lovely. And I could not believe how great a fuck 
she had been. Completely fucked out we stayed like that for a 
couple of minutes Then I felt her move, trying to sit up in the 
sofa. She looked down at me. Her eyes were wide open.
	- What are we doing here? and what happened to the hairs 
down there?
	I remembered Dr. Arthwell's order to play it by ear.
	- I trimmed them for you, so you can wear one of these new 
bathing suits.
	- Oh, yes. That's fine. It looks all right.
	She moved her leg over me and rose from the sofa.
	- I'm just going to have a shower, dear, and then I'll make 
supper. Why don't you have a swim in the pool? You can take a beer 
out on the terrace for us, and I'll join you in a minute.
	Apparently she had forgotten most of what had happened. But 
never ever had I had such a wonderful fuck, not with any woman, 
and definitely not with Lonnie.

Chapter 3.

	Twice more that week and then again Monday afternoon she 
would be in the sofa when I came home, and three more wonderfull 
fucks we had! More or less following the same pattern, only Monday 
I could not help trying to let my tongue wander from her cunthole 
down to her ass. But she'd have nothing of that. In fact she 
reacted so violently against it, that I was afraid I had pulled 
her out of her hypnosis. Fortunately she seemed to forget the 
incident in a few seconds, and the rest of the afternoon was
heaven.
	Shortly before six I told Lonnie that I had a sudden craving 
for a couple of pieces of chocolate with marzipan and fruit so I'd 
have to go down and fetch some for our evening coffee. I got the 
chocolate all right but I also called Dr. Arthwell from a 
phonebooth to report. He seemed very satisfied with Lonnie's 
behaviour even though she once again had been more enthusiastic 
than expected. And he scolded me a little because of my try at her 
asshole.
	- All right, Mr. Alcott. Lonnie is scheduled for 10 o'clock 
and I have reserved the rest of the morning. If you arrive at five 
after ten you can wait in my secretary's office, and I'll call you 
in when we are ready. We want to take the last runs between the 
upper two levels of trance and then bring her out of trance 
completely. It is going to be most exciting.
	- Very well, Dr. Arthwell, five past ten it is.
	- See you, Mr. Alcott.

	Dr. Arthwell's secretary was a trim little woman around 
fifty. She sent me a knowing smile, but she did not try to whip up 
a conversation, for which I was grateful. And five minutes later a 
buzzer on her desk sounded twice.
	- It's time for you to join Dr. Arthwell in his office. You 
can just walk in, Mr. Alcott. She sent me a charming smile and I 
nodded to her.
	In the office Lonnie was lying on an elevated leather bench, 
arms along her side and evidently sleeping heavily.
	- Good morning, Mr. Alcott. As you see I have brought Lonnie 
into a mild trance, and for a start I want you to undress her 
completely.
	- Just like that?
	- Never fear. She won't feel a thing.  And, yes, all the 
way.
	My hands were not all that steady when I started to undress 
her. After all I had never done that in front of another man - to 
tell the truth I had only done it partially over the last weeks - 
and only when she was under hypnosis. Finally I was pulling off 
her panties, and I could not help but notice that Dr. Arthwell was 
looking at her finely trimmed cunt with no long hair to hide her 
secrets.
	- She really trimmed her cunt that short?
	- No, but she asked me to cut her the way I wanted, and it 
was always my dream to have her pussy naked. This was as close as
I dared go.
	- Fine. Looks real fine. Are you sure what we are going to 
do now?
	- Almost.
	- I have better repeat. Hypnosis can reach different levels 
of depths. For layman use I'll say that right now Lonnie is on the 
third level. She is unconscious as to what is happening to her and 
she does not remember anything. Shortly I shall bring her to the 
second level. We'll then perform different sexual acts on her, and 
while they are going on I'll bring her to level one, back to level 
two, etc. Get that?
	- Sure.
	- Make sure your cock is still hard when finally I bring her 
back to normal with no blocks or orders hidden in her subconscious 
mind.
	At this time I have to admit that the situation was really 
getting to me. Lonnie stretched out on a couch, naked, and Dr. 
Arthwell who had both fucked and sucked her, present. I'd never 
have thought so, but I was getting a raging hardon at the thought.
	Arthwell folded out some stirrups to place her raised knees 
in, and then he folded down the end of the couch.  The sight was 
lewd and vulgar with her trimmed cunt on display for both of us to 
see.
	- Now, you can choose where to begin, Mr. Alcott. You are to 
try out the different things we have done to her over the weeks. 
Masturbate her, lick her out and put your cock into her cunt.  He 
went up to Lonnie's head and said:
	- Ms. Alcott. I shall count to three, and you will be able 
to open your eyes. You can feel what is happening to your body, 
but it is only natural. It has all been done before. One-two-
three.
	Lonnie opened her eyes and looked at me, but she said 
nothing. I started caressing her body with both hands. Her lovely 
tits proudly presented me with two swollen nipples. My hand moved 
down across her flat belly, and when I cupped her mound I could 
feel and see, that she was aroused. My finger slipped into her 
crack and she was very wet. I let my middle finger circle round 
her clit, a movement I knew she liked. Dr. Arthwell leaned close 
to her ear and said in a deep voice:
	- Ms. Alcott, when I say "body-aware" you'll raise a level, 
and your body will be fully able to enjoy what is being done to 
you.
	- Body-aware.
	I didn't notice right away the difference in her attitude, 
but shortly she started moving her pelvis up and down on the 
finger, I was masturbating her with.
	- Ms. Alcott. What is being done to your body in this state 
you'll be able to remember when you wake up, and you'll also 
remember the joy you derived from it.
	Lonnie nodded her head. Her eyes were half closed, but her 
cunt was definitely not. She was groaning and gyrating her hips as 
if she was trying to gain maximum pleasure out of my hand. Twice 
he brought her back and forth between the two levels, and then she 
exploded in a violent orgasm, screaming out her lust plus a lot of 
lewd words. 
  	She was brought back to level two, and Arthwell asked me 
what I wanted now? I told him I wanted to lick her out and he 
nodded. I lowered my mouth on her cunt and began to let my tongue 
run up and down her crack. Lonnie was groaning again. Then she let 
out a deep sigh and said:
	- No. No. Do it the way you did it last time I was here.
	My raging hardon made me say to Arthwell:
	- Be my guest. Only you know what you did.
	He stared at me for a second, then he took over my place. He 
lowered his head, and I stared wide-eyed as he sucked her clit 
into his mouth and proceeded to shake his head left-right-left 
slowly at first and then faster and faster. Lonnie on level one 
squealed and humped her cunt up and down. Arthwell could hardly 
keep his mouth on her, let alone maintain his left-right shaking. 
Lonnie squealed again.  - I'm coming. Oh, how I'm coming. Oh, you 
fucking shit doctor, you make me come while Peter is looking.  
OOHHHHHHHH: WHHIIIIIIIIIII,  YESSSSSSS, YESSSSSSSS. Oh, this is 
great.
	Arthwell lifted his head with a questioning look in his eyes 
as he stared at Lonnie's face. She had mentioned him. That was not 
at all the plan.
	When Lonnie's cramps had subsided she lifted her torso to 
rest on her elbows and then she looked at us.
	- OK, let's stop this charade, she said.
	Our shock must have shown on our faces, because she laughed:
	- Yes, you two. The only time I have been under hypnosis was 
the very first time. You remember I told you I was hard to 
hypnotise? Well, I am. When you tried the second time I was 
acting. Your hypnosis didn't work, but I went along as I was
curious as to what you might try on me.
	- Does that mean you have been conscious all the time these 
last weeks,  I asked her.
	- Yes, I certainly have. And I started to enjoy myself very 
much with the sex-part of it. Maybe because you went so easy on me 
that I got used to enjoy it.
	- But.... Arthwell stuttered.
	- Yes. I was fully awake when you fucked me. And God it was 
a good fuck. You were not very professional at that ! And when I 
got home I was nearly climbing the walls at the thought that Peter 
would fuck me after you had given me three orgasms with that fat 
cock of yours.
	I must have looked like something just fallen out of the 
sky. Lonnie laughed at me. Then she spread her wonderful thighs 
again and said:
	- Come on, now. These things HAVE all happened, and there is 
nothing you can do to undo them. He's fucked and sucked me before, 
and I can't wait to have you both fuck me now.

Chapter 4.

	Lonnie must have sensed that I was somewhat reluctant. She 
turned to Arthwell and said:
	- Can you give us 5 minutes in private? Something's got to 
be cleared up here.
	Arthwell left to his secretary's office, and Lonnie looked 
at me and said:
	- I know dear. This is a shock to you, isn't it?
	- You bet it is.
	- Well. You started it all. You wanted me to become more 
sexual, to open up and forget about my inhibitions, right?
	- I sure did. These years, and especially the last two or 
three, have been living hell, and often I have been close to 
leaving you.
	- I know. I also know why I have been so. When my mother 
died 3 years ago I still didn't know why, but as she disappeared 
more and more from my memory so did her upbringing. Only we had so 
many scars in our relationship that I could not find neither the 
words nor the courage to change it.
	- I know the feeling very well.
	- This idea about Arthwell was a godsend. When you mentioned 
hypnosis as part of the treatment I knew there was something fishy
about it, but I saw it as a way out of our predicament.
	- And it sure worked.
	- Yes, my dear. Maybe more so than you bargained for.
	- I have to admit to that. Shall take some time for me to 
get used to the Lonnie I heard 3 minutes ago !
	- I shall have to get used to myself !  But I beg of you, 
dear: Please play along a few days more. Maybe you'll get to like 
the horny Lonnie you have suddenly got on your hands.
	I agreed to give her a chance, and my shocked but very stiff 
cock was not much of a help. I got up and went to sit in 
Arthwell's chair. I pulled off my trousers and underwear and then 
I said:
	- OK. Come here and sit down on my cock, and then buzz for 
Arthwell. He'll be with his secretary.
	Lonnie squealed with joy. She jumped down from the couch, 
came round to the armchair where she backed up to me, lowered 
herself and wrapped that juicy cunt around my pole. Then she 
leaned forward and pressed the buzzer on the desk. The minute 
Arthwell re-entered the door she leaned back, lifted her legs and 
spread her thighs widely so she could rest them on the armrests. I 
could hear the smile in her voice:
	- Come here, little doctor. There is a wet cunt here you 
have tasted before, but never with my husbands cock buried in it. 
Will you please lick me out again?
	- Couldn't be happier to oblige, he answered, and two 
seconds later he was on his knees repeating his performance 
sucking her clit and shaking his head violently.
	Lonnie almost went limp in my arms.   - God in heaven how 
wonderful it is. It's another man sucking my clit, Peter.  I'll 
come on his mouth again !  I WILL !  I'M COMING, PETER. MY CUNT IS 
WAY OPEN AND WET.   NOOOW, YESSSSS,  suck me you little bastard of 
a doctor. You filthy backstreet quack, you are going to make me 
come. And afterwards you'll fuck me with your fat, cheating cock, 
won't you.
	- Yes, Arthwell panted.
	-  WEEEEEEIIIIIIIIII, OH   GOOOOOOD ,  I'M COMING AGAIN
	Her cramps nearly squeezed all blood out of my cock. I 
pinched her nipples, but that only sent yet another wave of cramps 
through her body. I slapped her ass hard and cried:
	- Get your ass off me, you're breaking my cock. Go and fuck 
that seedy doctor for all you're worth, and then fuck me 
afterwards, you whore.

Chapter 5.
	
	- Thank you darling, I'll never forget you for this.She 
started frantically to tear Arthwell's clothes off. When he was 
naked I could see why she was in the heat. His cock was a bit 
shorter than mine, but almost double the thickness. My prim and 
prissy wife threw herself on her back upon his desk. She rested 
her torso on her elbows, spread her legs invitingly and said:
	- Give me that fat cock again. I loved it when it split me 
up.  She turned her head to me and said:  - You know, that day he 
fucked me I nearly destroyed everything. It felt so wonderful that 
I could barely keep up the illusion that I was under hypnosis.
	Arthwell came closer to his desk. Lonnie stretched out her 
hand and took hold of his cock.  - Oooohhh, it's fat, she panted. 
Pulling him close to her cunt she spread her legs a little 
further, and suddenly Arthwell had her impaled on that fat piece 
of meat. He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her ass out on the 
edge of the desk so she had to fold her legs round his ass, and 
then he set up a rather impressive speed and power. While Lonnie 
was screaming, grumbling, swearing - you name it - his was pumping 
incessantly in her cunt and she was lewdly rocking her pelvis up 
and down.  I was stupefied watching her. When I fucked her last 
time over half a year ago she didn't say a word until the moment 
she came. Then she uttered a small: - `Meoww'. But now I quickly 
lost count of all the words she was yelling, the more significant 
being `fuck' `cunt' `whore' `cock' etc.
	- Yessss, YESSS, I'M COMING AGAIN , I'M COMING. MY CUNT IS 
BURNING. OH, THAT WONDERFUL FAT COCK IS MAKING ME COME. She was 
shaking in her orgasm when Arthwell slammed his cock as far in as 
it would go and started pumping and groaning.
	- Oh, how you're filling me up. I can feel your hot come 
filling up my cunt. Oh, God, it's good. Oh, it's soooo good.
	Arthwell grabbed her thighs, lifted them and pushed Lonnie 
back on the table so she could rest her legs on it. At the same 
time his cock fell out of her cunt with a plop, pulling a thin 
trail of white come out of her pussy.
	Lonnie raised herself to rest on her elbows again. Arthwell 
moved out from between her legs, and I moved in.  She was a wonder 
sight right out of Wanker's Heaven. Sperm was seeping out of her 
open, battered cunt, her nipples were extremely prominent on her 
little tits, and her smile was egging me on.
	- God, you look like a whore, right there.
	- I know. Do you like my looks?
	- You are such a horny sight that I shall never forget how 
you look right now.
	- Then why don't you fuck me? I have such a sloppy cunt for 
you.
	God, she was incredulous !  Such a change in 6 weeks? But I 
had to admit I liked it, though it violated everything I had been 
brought up to believe about marriage. I moved in between her legs, 
and like Arthwell had done I pulled her by her thighs until her 
ass was on the edge of the table and then I slid my long cock into 
her. For the first six inches I felt almost no resistance. Her 
vagina was so widened by Arthwell's fat cock and his sperm was 
seeping out round my long slender one,  that she felt like a 
cathedral with dripping wet walls. But when I pushed past the 
resistance of her cervix and hit bottom in a hard smash that must 
have hurt up in her belly, she started screaming:
	- YEAHHH. Oh, my God, you're long, Peter. Your cock is so 
good when you drive it to the bottom of my cunt.
	- Any different from the one you just had?
	- You know it, you bastard. Don't you?
	- Yes, but say so !
	- You'll drive me crazy if you make me say so.
	- I know, you horny cow. You're thinking with your cunt 
right now, aren't you?
	- This is so wicked and whorish, Peter. I LOVE it ! Yes, 
your cock is very different from the one that just filled my cunt 
with juice.  Oh, Hell, I'm going to come again. NOOOOOOOOO. OH 
YESSS. 
	She was shivering all over with cramps.
	- If you ask nicely, maybe we can make Arthwell pinch your 
nipples.
	- OH YES, PLEASE ! Peter, can he pinch and bite my nipples 
while you fuck me?
	The sight of a stranger mauling, biting and pinching those 
pretty tits that used to be mine only, while I fucked her sloppy 
cunt, was bringing me close.
	- Try to squeeze that sloppy cunt a little round my cock. 
I'm going to come something fierce.
	- Oh, I'll love to feel it.  She tried to squeeze her 
muscles, but to no avail.
	- I've never tried that. I'll learn it, Peter. I'll learn to
do it.
	- My head is spinning now, she yelled. I'M DAMN WELL COMING 
AGAIN. Oh, my cunt is tinkling all over. Spit it into me, put your 
sperm on top of Arthwells in my horny cunt.
	She was almost squealing like a pig. I felt my orgasm come 
rolling from the roots of my hair down through my body, and with a 
deep groan I exploded in her. When she felt the hot jet of my 
sperm she almost went into coma. She was shaking and bucking, and 
she nearly couldn't breathe. With a long, deep sigh she acted like 
a balloon you let the air out of. Her legs plumped down from my 
hips, and like a heavy unmoving heap of meat (a good-looking one!) 
I pushed her back in on the desk, while my cock unwillingly 
plopped out of her well used cunt.
	For a minute we were very quiet. I rested my head on her 
belly with my arms round her. When I felt her stir I raised my 
head and looked into her eyes.
	- I think we have better get home, Lonnie. We have a few 
things to talk about.
	- Are you coming home with me? That's great.
	- We'll get dressed, and I call the office from the 
secretary's phone.
	Arthwell just stood beside his desk, petrified, while we 
dressed. It was evident, that as much as he had enjoyed fucking 
Lonnie, he definitely didn't like that he had been tricked like 
this. And he didn't look any better when Lonnie smiled at him and 
said:
	- Not much of a treatment to bill us for, eh? Only your 
first session went according to plans.
	- I guess I'll have to admit to that.
	- And your unprofessional behaviour !
	- All right. I'll bill you 500$. Just get out of here.
	On the way out I called the office and said I wasn't coming 
in more for today. The secretary winked at me and whispered: - I 
hope you have left a little for me. Sometimes he calls me in, if 
he is not all pooped out.
	- Great for you, I whispered back.
	And arm in arm Lonnie and I stepped out in the sunny street 
on our way to ..... to what?   I wouldn't know.