Thread: Emma Watson - The Gameshow Contestant (RoleplayMaster x ChrisGabriel)

She felt like the buddle she was sitting in. Too relaxed, almost a puddle herself... and definitely wet. Emma could only nod weakly at his words, somehow disappointed that it was already over. She lay there for long minutes, but soon she was also mortified enough to just hurry away to clean up and dress, and would not stop until she was at home safely. She did not even waited for the timer, and it gone off just as she was closing the door behind her. It took her long hours to even think about anything other than what happened. That evening she did not followed the new protocol, just relaxed in a bath with salts, and was thinking about fifty mile per hour. Should she follow his advices? All of them? Should she consider even going to the nexttherapy? She did not knew, but went to sleep undecided. In the morning, she lay in her bed, thinking... and her hand lazily circling her clit. Even if last session was extreme, it was... working. Not that she knew what to do, or where she was going, but she felt better, had a huge orgasm, and was not really seeing too much bad things... After all, the Therapist was a professional, and while she was mortified and very much out of her comfort zone... she was in search of herself and her future, so, this was not all bad. While slowly working herself up to a full blown masturbation - without reaching orgasm, of course - she was thinking about what he said about humanizing herself for her fans... or more like herself, showing herself for people who did not see her for just a well accomplished young woman, but Hermione. So, she needed to find something that Hermione never would do. And what she could do better than Hermione? Acting, of course. Playing a role, be the focus of attention, something that Hermione would not stand for. So, maybe a talk-show? Or even better, a quiz-show! No, that would be too much like Hermione knowing everything... unless... she needed to find something that was both fun and would show her true self. That morning he spent a hour in bed, until she just could not stay put any more, and had all that extra energy from edging. So, she got up, and called her agents to start looking for any opportunity to get into a show not as Emma Watson, the star, but something with usually normal people. Well, she was not against a special edition for charity, or themed for actresses or models, but she was asking them to find something not focusing on her. Then she called her friend who got her thinking about Therapy, and even recommended ... Him. Sophie would surely want to hear how it was... not that Emma would ever tell her everything on the phone or Skype, but... well, she could not hide it if she kept going and it really helped. She even spoke with her about finding something to show herself to the people, to humanize herself for her fans... And of course as the days came one after another, Emma was taking more and more time each morning to work herself up into a buzz, and every evening she jumped into masturbating until all that buzz became pleasure, leaving her a soaked mess and relaxation. She did not even realized that her usual yoga and meditation became less and less, and that her room started to smell like sex. That evening she almost lost herself into another orgasm, and only her will stopped her doing it, realizing just at the last moment that she would be going back to the next occasion for the therapy. So, she tried to fall asleep all horny and throbbing. No surprise that she had an erotic dream, and woke up to riding the bunched up bedclothes... she laughed, and kept doing it, as she was following doctor's orders to seek the edge of pleasure... it took her little time to have to stop, panting hard. Cleaning up and finally pulling off the bed to change all the sheets, and leaving her window open to air the room, she took a shower and got ready. An English breakfast, and then long hours of waiting... she was squirming and trying to do yoga and meditate before she had to leave. On her way to the third appointment she felt close to the edge, and was not surprised when she realized that her panties was moist when disrobing at his call... Lucky for her, she packed two fresh ones...