1. Unwanted attention - Chapter 3


    Date: 3/31/2015, Categories: Diary, Teen, Young, Author: young_Jasmine, Rating: 91.8, Source: sexstories.com

    should not be embarrassed by your body. What about the nipples, why was this such a big torment to you. Were they just a bit more sensitive?” “They are always very sensitive, even when I just wash, or wear something that rubs on them. But I had never been touched in a sexual way and my body just horrified me with the way it reacted. I still can’t explain it.” -“Your body is genetically programed to react a certain way. There is little we can do about that, especially when one is as inexperienced as you. In many cases rapists use the victim’s own body against them and this makes it even harder for the victim to cope with the aftermath or even understand what happened. I will help clarify many things during our sessions but you have to be extremely open.” I just nodded. What he was saying made perfect sense. They did use my own body against me. -“They were probably just using your breasts for their own enjoyment but also to help lubricate your vaginal entrance to aid in penetrating you.” He understood so well that I started opening up more, and before I knew it I was telling him about the first orgasm, and then all of them. About the sodomy, the oral molestation, how they stuck all their fingers in all my holes and all their pricks too. About how much they ejaculated in my butt and how much cum I had to swallow, how disgusting it was and how it made me sick. About all the sick things they said to me, about me and whispered in my ear while doing unspeakable things ...
    to my innocent body. It actually felt like a relief to let this out and finally tell someone what I had been carrying around since it happened and the secrets that I swore myself to keep from my parents. He did ask some specific questions about how each thing made me feel but also some specific details about what exactly was done to me. This seemed a bit strange, but in all fairness I had never been to any therapy before and didn’t want to question his methods. By the end of the session I had told him everything, more than I had planned before coming here, more than I could even admit to myself; and he still had more questions that we were going to go over next time. We agreed that we should meet twice per week, Mondays and Fridays at the same time. I then stepped out and he spoke briefly with my mother, mostly about bringing my dad in for a session with them and said that he sees good progress to come in the future from my treatment. We both smiled and she thanked him again and then we left. That night I slept a bit better, didn’t have as many nightmares as the previous nights since the attack. So far, every night I would have vivid images of what happened and even remembered some things that I didn’t realize happened. But the worst thing was that my body was reacting to what my brain was dreaming and remembering. The difference about this night was that I could sleep through the one nightmare I had and woke up more rested in the morning. For me this was a plus.
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