Your parents hate that you’re a lesbian and decide to send you to therapy. The old conservative therapist strokes his cock while he makes you tell him about every girl you’ve fucked. He tells you you’re sick and he’s trying to help fix you.
He starts to grope you and you try to get off the couch. He pushes you back down resting his body against yours as you kick and scream. He rips your shorts to the side and rubs his hard cock against your slit. “I’m simply trying to show you you’re wrong” he says.
He shoves his cock inside your gold star pussy. The pain makes you start softly crying. You stop fighting, it’s useless. You could never overpower him. You lay there as he uses your body, while he keeps whispering in your ear that this is your place as a woman, in between his grunts.
“So fucking good” he’s using you like a doll and you can’t help but start to get wet after being used for so long. He’s speeding up and pushing as deep as he can. “ gonna cum” You remember you’re not on birth control. “Please don’t cum inside, please no!” He slams against your cervix as you feel the warm flooding sensation filling you up. “Gonna make you a real woman” Youve never felt anything like this before. You can’t help but cum all over your rapist’s cock.
Your therapist gets up and tucks his cock back in his pants. “ I want to see you back weekly”
