Counseling
“Huh? Ah……? Uh…….”
Eileen hesitated, unable to bring herself to move her hand.
A dazed, uncertain look crossed her face, as if a question mark were floating above her head.
Yohan asked in the same indifferent, calm voice as before.
“What’s the matter, Eileen? Go on and begin.”
“Ah, um, I—I, uh, are you telling me to masturbate……? I don’t understand what you mean…….”
“Exactly what I said. For counseling to work, I need to know precisely what state you’re in. You’re troubled because you can’t feel orgasm, aren’t you? To solve that, you have to show me your problem clearly.”
“Uh……. Ah, i-is that so……?”
Her pronunciation was thick and clumsy, as if she had just woken up. The vacant expression and voice proved her mind was far from normal.
Even so, she still only fidgeted with her fingers instead of starting to touch herself.
Even in this state, she could still vaguely tell the difference between what she should and shouldn’t do.
Of course she could. Showing someone else how she masturbated was hardly something a person would do while fully lucid. That was precisely why he had planted the suggestion to remove her sense of incongruity and then only half-awakened her.
Even now, the resistance that the suggestions had been holding down was slowly welling back up inside her.
This was going to be rather tedious work, Yohan thought.
“Eileen. I’ll count the numbers for you again. As the numbers get smaller, your consciousness will float higher and higher. Think of something comfortable. Right now your body is submerged in water. But it’s warm like a mother’s amniotic fluid, and you can breathe easily. Now your body is slowly sinking deeper. Seven, six, five, four…….”
He resumed the countdown from the seven where he had stopped earlier. Seven, six, five, four, three, two, one, zero—ding.
Eileen’s half-open eyes drifted shut once more.
After checking her condition, Yohan quietly whispered into her ear.
“How do you feel right now?”
“Ah……. Good…….”
“The temperature? You’re not cold?”
“Very warm and……good.”
“Remember that feeling. What kind of place is this?”
“Warm and……pleasant…….”
“And very comfortable.”
“Ah……that’s right. Warm and……pleasant and……comfortable.”
The tight line of Eileen’s lips gradually loosened into a blissful, vacant smile.
If he repeated this process long enough, one day even while fully awake she would come to feel that this place was comfortable and pleasant.
It would also make her look forward to counseling sessions and reduce her instinctive resistance to slipping into a trance state.
In any case, what mattered was consistency and patience.
Yohan moved his lips again and whispered in that same flat, even voice.
“Listen carefully to the sounds around you. Do you hear anything?”
“I don’t……know.”
“There’s nothing special around you—no unusual sounds, no unusual objects. It’s very quiet, isn’t it? Nothing special is happening at all. You’re simply sinking deeper and deeper.”
“…….”
“What strange thing could possibly happen in a place like this? Right?”
“That’s right……nothing strange at all…….”
“Good. Now I’ll count again. From zero up to ten. Your body is slowly rising to the surface. Zero, one, two, three, four, five.”
From zero to ten—but this time he stopped exactly at five.
Eileen gazed at Yohan with eyes that were still vacant, yet held a faint trace of reason.
Yohan spoke to her quietly.
“Is it still hard for you to masturbate in front of me?”
“I-I don’t know……s-something…….”
“It’s all right. We’ll take it nice and slow, step by step. Now I’ll count for you again. Your body is gently sinking. Imagine your whole body growing languid and your eyelids growing heavy. Entrust yourself to the comfortable water that’s drawing you under. Five, four, three, two, one, zero—ding.”
“Ah…….”
To the sleeping Eileen, Yohan whispered once more.
“What kind of place is this?”
“Comfortable and……pleasant…….”
“Now we’re rising back up through sleep. Zero, one, two, three, four, five.”
“Um, Teacher, this feels somehow strange…….”
“That’s a problem. Let’s go back to sleep. Five, four, three, two, one, zero—ding.”
“Nngh……?”
A place that was comfortable, pleasant, and where nothing strange ever happened. And Teacher Yohan, who was trustworthy and would never, ever do anything to harm her.
Yohan kept whispering the same words into her ear over and over.
“……eight, seven, six, five, four, three…….”
He put her to sleep and woke her again and again. At some point Eileen reached the stage where simply hearing his low voice count the numbers was enough to send her under and bring her back up, without any extra scene-setting.
Yohan relentlessly repeated the entire sequence with her, as if he meant to melt her brain completely soft—like clay he could knead and mold however he pleased.
“Zero, one, two, three, four, five.”
“Ah, ah……?”
And after a certain amount of time had passed, Eileen wore an expression of total confusion, no longer knowing what was what.
Yohan asked her while she was still only half-asleep.
“What kind of person am I?”
“Someone kind and trustworthy…….”
“What kind of place is this?”
“C-comfortable, warm, and pleasant…….”
“And what else?”
“A place where nothing strange ever happens…….”
“Then masturbating in front of me isn’t strange at all, is it?”
“Ah……you’re right, Teacher.”
Eileen gave a small nod of agreement.
The count had stopped at five. She was half asleep, yet also half awake.
The light in her pupils was dim.
With those half-lidded eyes she glanced at Yohan, and at last slowly brought her hand to her private place.
Slick.
“Nngh……♡”
She tried to clamp her lips shut, but her body refused to obey. A sweet, unguarded moan slipped out.
She parted her legs slightly and rubbed her pussy over her panties in slow strokes. She seemed to be avoiding direct stimulation. Even half out of her mind, stripping off her underwear was still beyond her.
Her free hand went to a nipple. She was so aroused that the tip stood out like a bullet, faintly visible even through her clothes. That made finding it easy. Eileen began pressing and scraping the nipple with her index finger.
“Ah, ahh♡”
Her once-dry pussy grew damp enough that the wetness showed through her panties.
“You’re certainly sensitive.”
Yohan offered a brief assessment as he watched Eileen’s pussy soak through in an instant, as if she were in heat. Eileen, as though she couldn’t even hear him, kept rubbing her sex and scraping her nipple without pause.
She looked exactly like a child who had just learned how to masturbate.
Even allowing for the fact that he had clouded her reason, the speed of her arousal was far too fast. In his eyes, Eileen truly was a natural-born female.
He looked forward to the day he would strip away every layer of clothing and thoroughly enjoy that lush body. For the moment, though, simply holding back the lust that was boiling up was an ordeal.
Yohan stopped her and said,
“That’s enough for now. Is there anything else? Have you only ever masturbated that way?”
“Ah, nooo……. I tried putting my hand inside my panties once, but it felt so sensitive I pulled it right back out.”
“Would you reenact that for me? It’s essential for the counseling.”
“……Yeees.”
Eileen hesitated for a moment, then managed a difficult nod.
She fidgeted with her fingers for a long while, delaying, until at last she seemed to steel herself and slipped a finger inside her panties.
Tap.
“Hyaah……?!”
The instant her middle fingernail brushed the shyly protruding clitoris, she yanked her hand back out. She hadn’t meant to, but she had recreated last night’s events with perfect accuracy.
That single touch had brought Eileen right to the threshold of climax, yet she couldn’t bring herself to go any further. It was fear.
Until now she had only ever known lukewarm pleasure. The ticklish, dizzying ecstasy her female body could give was something she simply could not accept so easily.
If she crossed that line even once, she felt certain she would never be able to go back.
The problem was that Eileen’s body was simply too sensitive. As a physical-enhancement ability user, she possessed a constitution that was bizarrely sensitive and easily aroused even compared to ordinary women. Had she never met Yohan she might have gone her whole life without realizing it—but that was a meaningless what-if now.
Yohan whispered with a snake’s tongue, pushing her one step deeper into the mire.
“If orgasm frightens you, I’ll help you, Eileen. After all, I’m the school nurse, aren’t I? I’ve given sex education more times than I can count. I’ll teach you the proper way a woman masturbates, so don’t worry.”
“Th-thank youuu…….”
Eileen nodded blankly.
“Before that, just a moment. Let’s put a little more of your reason to sleep. Five, four, three.”
“Ah…….”
The half-awake mind. Just to be safe, he reduced the proportion of reason a little further.
In short, he was dropping her into a dream.
When we sleep, most of the time even the strangest things that happen in dreams don’t strike us as strange. Eileen was almost in that state—unable to recognize the strange as strange, simply being led around without agency inside the sweet dream Yohan had prepared for her…….
Ideally he would reach the point where he could make her do these things even while fully awake without resistance, but there was no need to get greedy just yet.
“Eileen, put your hand inside your underwear the way you did earlier.”
“U-uhh…….”
Eileen showed considerable resistance, her shoulders twitching.
But Yohan was a very patient man. He asked again in that calm, gentle tone he was imitating so well.
“What’s wrong, Eileen? Is there some problem?”
“I-I’m scared…….”
“There’s nothing to be scared of. Who in the world is afraid of masturbating? That’s just silly. You think so too, don’t you?”
“U-uhh……yeees…….”
He continued the thick, sticky persuasion, whispering again and again to lead her in the direction he wanted.
Eileen looked as though she were wrestling with the decision for a long time.
In the end, though, it was only a matter of time.
“Nngh……hyaah……!”
At last her slender white fingers slipped into the pure white panties. The hand that entered, carefully avoiding the clitoris, covered her pussy.
When bare skin met bare skin instead of fabric, Eileen’s hips jerked at the cold, unfamiliar sensation.
Yohan asked,
“How does it feel?”
“Strange and……lewd…….”
Eileen answered with those same vacant eyes.