Pile of Shorts - 750 Word Project

I would like to express my thanks to my editor RF Fast who helped me produce this story. It was written for the 2026, 750 Word Challenge, details of which can be found in LITEROTICA NEWS on the landing page.

Below the **** line is exactly 750 words.

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"You understand I am not a registered therapist Mrs Jones," Silas Daal said as he ushered his new client onto the couch.

"I understand that Mr Daal, but my husband insisted I see you as you get amazing results."

"May I call you Jenny?" Silas said and when she nodded, he went on, "And you also understand that I treat very specific...shall we say...conditions."

"I know you are a sex therapist if that's what you mean," Jenny said trying to keep the distaste out of her voice. "I feel that I am perfectly normal, but my husband thinks that sex once a month is not, so he insisted I see you although I suspect I am wasting your time and his money."

Silas smiled inside, her husband had spoken with him a few days before when he arranged the appointment for his 'frigid bitch of a wife," as he called her. He also knew that Jenny Jones was seeing him under sufferance as a divorce would leave her penniless, something she was desperate to avoid. The woman before him looked like she would be more at home in a woman institute meeting than a therapist couch. She was wearing a green tweed skirt suit with a peach cashmere top and a string of pearls at her neck. His notes told him she was 45 but she looked like she was mid-fifties by the frumpy way she was dressed.

"My technique involves deep hypnosis and then we explore any repressed emotions and possible solutions." Jenny nodded and Silas went on, "So please lean back and look at this pendulum."

It didn't take long before Jenny fell into a deep sleep, her mind blank as Silas said softly, "What do you think of sex?"

"It's disgusting and messy...and pointless."

Silas smiled, "Do you orgasm during sex Jenny?"

"No never."

Silas opened the drawer to his desk and produced a rabbit vibrator that had two prongs, one for the pussy and the other her clit. "Remove your skirt and panties Jenny, then open your knees wide and take the vibrator."

Jenny complied like she was in a dream and as Silas talked to her explaining how good she was feeling she started to fuck herself, the vibrator buzzing loudly in the office. As the words imprinted into her brain Jenny arched up off the couch in the first orgasm she had enjoyed in over twenty years.

Deciding to give the husband a little bonus Silas produced another small vibrator from his drawer.

"You love anal, in fact you will beg your husband to fuck you in the ass after you have cum on his cock," Silas said as he handed her the toy. Telling her to use it on her ass as she employed the rabbit on her cunt Silas felt his cock get hard as he watched the woman DP herself, as she writhed in pleasure. He briefly thought about using her mouth, but it was too risky to leave DNA evidence, so contented himself that he would masturbate later to the video being recorded by the hidden cameras.

When Jenny had almost passed out from the repeated climaxes Silas stopped her, satisfied that her sex drive was now high, she just needed the trigger word to be implanted.

Silas instructed Jenny to dress but not before he got her to suck the vibrators clean for the camera.

"When you wake you will remember nothing of this, but when you hear the word..." he paused and looked at what her husband had suggested, "...cardigan you will become desperate for sex with your husband."

Silas snapped his fingers and Jenny opened her eyes, stood up and sneered, "See I told you it was a waste of time."

Her husband was waiting for her and Jenny got into the car grumbling about wasting time and conmen scamming money. Henry Jones took a breath and said quietly, "That's a nice cardigan that woman has on."

"What?" Jenny said as she was not really listening.

Henry swallowed hard, "I said that woman has a nice cardigan on."

Jenny stopped talking and he could see out of the corner of his eyes his wife was breathing faster, her neck flushed and unbelievably the outline of her nipples were showing through her top.

"Please drive quicker Henry."

"Are you OK dear?" he asked.

"Just get me home and fuck my brains out," she growled in response.

Henry increased his speed as he chuckled, "That was money well spent."