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[Hooked6]

The plot thickens! Her father's promotion and the impending move are certainly ratcheting up the stress on our beloved Annie. This is such an intriguing story that you are weaving.

Awaiting the next installment.

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[edithdick]

There’s no such thing as normal. What we think of as ‘Normal’ is merely something that we’ve become used to. – Author Unknown

More Therapy – Chapter 5

“Ha-How could you se-send me –ah-away?” I cried.

Dr. Crowe stared at me with sympathetic eyes for a moment before handing me a tissue. I blew my nose, but didn’t let it go. “I still... Wh-why?” was all I could manage to get out before I had to blow my nose again.

“Annie, I have no idea what you are talking about.” She told me patiently.

“My… My dad is moving us to New York.” I said before taking a deep breath. I had to get through this. “My mom told me you helped him get a job in Syracuse.”

Dr. Crowe nodded. “I did.”

“Why?” I started balling again.

“Did you know your dad has been an associate professor in a very prestigious department at USC?” She asked.

I shook my head. I mean, I knew he was a professor or something, but I didn’t know the rest.

“Well, he is. Syracuse, on the other hand… Syracuse has a very good basketball team.” She told me. “Their dean, Dean Lloyd, you see, I owed him a favor. He is trying to build the academics at his school and asked me for a recommendation.”

“So?” I asked.

“Well, I’ve known your father for more than 20 years. I asked him for a favor to consider this position. He did. And… he accepted.” She said, in a tone a kindergarten teacher might use to explain nap time to a 5 year old.

“I don’t want to go to New York. Can’t you stop this?” I begged.

“Annie, you’re missing the point.” She said smoothly.

“What?” I asked.

“I don’t want you to move away either. Just the opposite. I want you to stay here, where I can keep an eye on you and help you through this.” She told me.

“I don’t understand.” I admitted. “If you want me here then why…?”

Dr. Crowe took in a deep breath and released it before continuing. “For now, just know that I have a plan. When the time comes, I promise you, if you don’t want to leave, you won’t have to.” She told me. “Now, tell me what happened to you since Thursday.”

I wanted to press for more information, but she had taken her seat and had me sit in my normal spot and turned on the tape recorder. She said it would be okay, and I still trusted her. So I did as I was told. I explained to her how well the weekend went, and what my mom told me… and I told her about what happened this morning… and about what must have happened last night.

“You have no memory of it?” she asked.

“I… I was having a dream that I was chasing Sophie around. But every time I got close to her, she would appear somewhere else.” I said. “I don’t know what that means. It was just a dream, right?”

“Perhaps, perhaps not.” Dr. Crowe said. “Has something like this ever happened before?”

“Not really,” I started and then, “I mean, sort of?”

Dr. Crowe cocked her head questioningly, prompting me to continue.

“When I was at the mall with my mom. You remember, I wandered away naked?” I said.

“I remember.” She told me.

“My mom told me when she found me that I kept repeating the phrase, ‘Sophie is a good girl’ over and over.” I said.

“Oh!” she said, startled by the revelation. “Annie, why didn’t you tell me that before?”

“I didn’t think…” I began, but change to, “I was too embarrassed to tell you.”

“Annie, you have to trust me. I can only help you if I know what is happening. Has this happened any other time?” She asked.

“No, not that I can remember.” I said sullenly.

“Okay, so this ‘awakening’ of the Sophie personality is recent.” She said, more to herself than to me.

“I guess.” I said. “I have been dreaming about her for months though. Before I met you… just, she never took over my body before is all.”

Dr. Crowe nodded. “Well, let’s begin.”

Before I could ask what she wanted to begin, she pulled out a white binder that contained a bunch of clear plastic envelope inserts. She set it on my lap and told me to open the cover.

The first page was a woman who appeared to be walking down a fashion runway, except that she was only wearing a pair of high heeled shoes and a large brimmed hat. Otherwise, she was completely naked.

“What do you feel when you see this image?” She asked.

“I feel like you are showing me porn.” I said.

“No fear? You are able to see a naked woman and not panic?” She asked.

“No, she’s pretty though.” I admitted.

“Next page.” Dr. Crowe instructed.

The next page was a woman on a beach, playing volleyball with a mix of men and women. She was naked and they were all wearing bathing suits.

“How do you feel seeing this one?” She asked.

The picture itself didn’t make me feel anything weird, but when I closed my eyes, I remembered me playing on the beach with Craig and his friends. I blushed a little at the memory, but then told her. “It’s familiar to what happened to me, but… It’s okay.”

The next few pages were like that. All different women doing things that were similar to my incident, but other than a bit of embarrassment and empathy, especially for the girl being led around by a leash, I didn’t have any fear or panic from it.

Then I turned the page and my face went flush. It was a picture of a boat. More specifically, it was a picture of the ferry boat that you take to Catalina. I recognized it in an instant. Not the boat, but the picture. This was one of the pictures that was spreading around my school. I immediately closed my eyes and pushed the binder back toward Dr. Crowe.

“Where did you get this?” I demanded.

“Annie.” Dr. Crowe said firmly. “Open your eyes.”

I was shaking. I tried pushing the book to her, but she pushed it back onto my lap. She was a lot stronger than she looked. “Open your eyes. Now.” Dr. Crowe insisted.

Slowly, I opened my eyes and looked at her.

“You have to face this.” She told me. “Please.”

I nodded, a little. Then I looked down at the photo. It was the same picture I remembered. I was standing on the ferry with Craig and Jimmy on either side of me. I remembered this… not that someone was taking a picture of me, but I remember how happy I was spending the day with my brother and his friends. Then I finally allowed myself to look at me.

“You changed it.” I said to Dr. Crowe. She had drawn a bikini onto my body. It looked like it was done with a black sharpie, but it covered the important parts well enough.

“How do you feel about this image?” She asked.

I was still shaking from fear, but seeing myself clothed normally instead of naked made me feel… “Sad.” I said.

“Why sad?” She asked, carefully.

“I don’t know… I don’t understand why I feel sad, but… that is how it makes me feel.” I said.

“Okay, look at the next page.” She told me.

My hand began to shake a little, as I was certain what I would see on the next page. I tried to delay the inevitable. “Where did you get this photo?” I repeated.

“Annie, why is that important to you?” she asked.

“Are there more?” I asked.

Dr. Crowe nodded. “I have a few more.” She admitted.

My heart sank. I had thought that Craig had tracked all of these down, but if she could find them then… I was shaking.

She didn’t let me delay any further, and turned the page for me. “Look. How does this one make you feel?”

Tears began to well up, but I forced myself to look down. It was not what I expected. Instead of seeing a picture where she didn’t cover me up, she had a picture of a bouquet of yellow flowers. “How do you feel seeing this picture?”

I studied the picture. They were really pretty. I could see that they were actually yellow with streaks of red in them, reminding me of a sunset. “Calm.” I said. “I feel really calm seeing this picture.”

“Good. That’s enough exercise for today. On Thursday, come early. I will have something for you then.” Dr. Crowe told me, pulling the binder away. After that, she asked me to tell her of my dreams. Any dream that I remembered with Sophie in it. She made special care to ensure that the tape recorder was close enough that it didn’t miss anything.

I was calm again when I left Dr. Crowe’s office. She told me it would be my choice to stay or go. I didn’t know how that could be true, but for some reason, I still trusted her.

On the way home, my mom stopped at the hardware store and bought a bunch of cardboard boxes for moving. My worry started up again.

[edithdick]

I want to do what's right. But how can I, when I am faced with only impossible choices? - Author: Margi Preus

More Therapy – Chapter 6

The next two days, I stayed at home. It was nerve-racking watching my mom packing up all of my memories and stuffing them into boxes. I didn’t want to watch, and I especially didn’t want to help, even when she made me.

Unfortunately, while I stayed home, Sophie did not. The first night was much the same as Monday night had been. I dreamt that I was chasing Sophie all around my neighborhood. Worse yet, I am pretty sure that Sophie had found some boys to play with. I tried to convince myself that this was only a dream because it gave me the creeps thinking about her being petted again by the boys in my neighborhood again.

When I woke, again I was covered from head to do in dirt and grass stains. I snuck down and did another load of laundry before taking a shower. At least my mom had stopped asking about it. Another day spent rummaging through all of our old things trying to decide what to pack, what to sell and what to donate left me exhausted by the end of it. When I fell asleep Wednesday night, I didn’t dream at all.

Sophie must have been tired too, because when I woke up, I was still outside. This was becoming unbearable. It was just before dawn, around 5:00 am. I was more than three blocks from my house on the edge of a field adjacent to the playground I used to go to when I was a little girl. Immediately, I covered my breasts and vagina with my hands. Not that there was anybody around at this hour, but I was terrified that if I looked down at myself, Sophie would suddenly take over and who knows where she would be off to for the rest of the day?

Somehow, and to this day I have no clue how she did it, but somehow, Sophie managed to shave my pubic hair. Well, she mostly shaved it, there were a few spots she had missed. I’m hoping that she didn’t find those boys again and they were the ones who did it. Last year, Tabitha had let Billy, Josh and Andrew have at it and I still blush thinking about that experience.

I sprinted straight home. Each time a car would pass me, I felt like bolting into the woods. I didn’t let myself though, my mom is sometimes up by 5:30 and I wanted to be in the house and dressed before she saw me. Only four or five cars drove past me as I ran home. And one neighbor, Mr. Fitzpatrick and his pet dog Benny. He told me “Good morning” as I ran by. I don’t know if he even realized I was naked.

D. Crowe had told me to come early. So I took a shower and washed the mud off of myself. My feet and legs were getting bruised from Sophie running around naked the last few nights. On top of that, my whole body ached from sleeping on the ground last night. I hoped that whatever Dr. Crowe had for me included a leash so I could tie Sophie up when I went to bed.

My mom dropped me at Dr. Crowe’s office at 8:00 am. The door was locked, but she opened it when I knocked. “Good morning, Annie.”

“Good morning. Dr. Crowe.” I said.

“Is everything okay? You look like a wreck.” She said, worriedly.

“I am a wreck. I’m packing up everything I own to head to some strange city. Every time I close my eyes, Sophie strips me naked and goes running who knows where? Do you know I woke up naked in a field this morning?” I said in a rush.

Dr. Crowe had sympathy in her eyes, but she said, “Let’s discuss that in a bit. First, we have work to do.”

“Work?” I asked.

She then led me to the reception desk. “Go ahead and prep the patients for the day. This time, put the sign in sticker on their record and then place them in order in front of you.” She told me.

When it came to running her office, I had learned not to argue or ask too many questions. I sat down and did as she asked.

“How long will it take you to remember what order they are in?” She asked.

“I don’t know. There are only eight names, all patients that you have seen before. I think I could probably memorize the specific order in a few minutes. Why?”

“Take your time.” She told me calmly, before going back to her office.

I had no idea why she wanted me to memorize the order, but it didn’t take very long. I created a mnemonic based on the first letters of their last name. Since I was already familiar with all of these patients; that was all I needed to remember them. “Done!” I yelled.

She then returned and blindfolded me. “Can you see?”

“No.” I admitted.

“Good. Can you get me Daniel Hall’s record?” She asked.

Thinking to my mnemonic, I remembered that H was the third letter. I pulled out the record and handed it to her.

“Great!” She exclaimed. She then handed the record back to me and I returned it to the third place in the pile. She took the blindfold off of me and had me follow her to her office.

“Here.” She told me, handing me a small rectangular box. “I had this made for you.”

It sort of looked like a jewelry box, but when I opened it… “Is this a dog collar?” I asked.

“It’s a people collar. The shape is more contoured for the human neck. Do you like it?” She asked.

I had worn a dog collar before. It still gave me nightmares. “Why did you get me THIS?” I asked.

“Read the tag.” She said, gleefully.

She was enjoying this. Why? I pulled the collar out of the box and saw a bronze tag that read, “Patient of Dr. Sheila Crowe, D.O.” Below that was her phone number.

“Don’t you see? If Sophie ever wanders off and gets picked up, the police will call me and I will come collect you. I told you, you won’t get into trouble, so long as you are my patient.” She said with a satisfied smile.

“But I have to wear a collar? Why a collar?” I asked.

“Based on your description of Sophie, I think that this is the one thing she won’t take off immediately.” She told me. “Now quickly. Put on your collar and your blindfold and take off your clothes.”

“My what?” I asked. “Don’t I have to check in the patients today?”

“Yes, that is why I had you memorize the records. That way, if someone comes in early, you don’t accidentally have them sign the wrong record.” She told me.

“I get that, but do I have to be naked?” I asked.

“We discussed this last week. You will be naked when you work here from now on.” She told me. “Don’t you remember?”

“I thought you were talking about my therapy sessions!” I said, my jaw hitting the floor.

“Oh, I didn’t think of those. We have other exercises for your therapy sessions. So this is the best way for you to stretch yourself.” She said. “No more stalling. Get to it.”

With that, I found myself wearing a blindfold, a dog collar (no matter what she calls it, it was still a dog collar), and my tennis shoes. Nothing else.

“What happened to you?” Dr. Crowe asked.

“Sophie plays rough. I am getting a lot of bruises from whatever she does at night.” I said sadly.

“Yea, I see those. But I meant… You shouldn’t try shaving yourself when you are blindfolded.” She told me.

“Oh, Sophie did that too. At least, I hope it was her. I have a feeling some of the neighborhood boys discovered her playing at night and… well, I don’t know what happened, but I woke up like that this morning.” I said.

“Hold still.” Said Dr. Crowe. I then felt her rub some lotion on my pubic area. Nobody had ever touched me there like that before. Well, not this gently anyway. “I always keep a spare razor for emergencies.”

I then felt the razor making smooth strokes down my lower abdomen. “Here, spread your legs a little.” She told me, and emphasized it by pressing my legs apart with her hands. She then proceeded to clean my labia. She was holding the razer with her right hand and pressing my vagina to one side or the other with her left.

Blindfolded, I couldn’t see anything, which made this experience especially erotic. “Are you getting wet?” She asked. “This isn’t sexual, you know. I am just cleaning you up.”

“I’m sorry. Nobody ever did that to me before.” I said.

“Didn’t you say Tabitha shaved you last year?” She asked.

“That was Sophie. I remember it happening, but it was Sophie. She didn’t know better.” I said.

She finished shaving me and then rubbed some more lotion all over the area. My breath was shortening and I found myself holding my breasts and rubbing my nipples. “Stop it!” She ordered. “This is not sexual. Now go drink some water and calm down.”

I did as I was told. I remained wet between my legs for most of the morning though.

As the patients came in, none of them mentioned my nudity. I know that they noticed it. Mostly because the men who had appointments normally signed in and then took a seat while they waited. Today, they all wanted to chat with me. I kept thinking of Dr. Crowe rubbing my pussy. While these guys were talking, I realized that my nipples must have been hard as nails.

After the third patient was called in, I decided that it was time to put an end to this horniness. I had gotten pretty good at finding my way to the bathroom with a blindfold on. Once there, I rinsed my face with cold water. I also splashed some over my body. It helped calm me down some. When I stepped out of the restroom, Josh was there waiting for me.

“Hi Annie.” He said.

“Hi Josh. Do you need to use the bathroom?” I asked.

“No, I saw you in the hall, so I waited for you.” He said. “Did you have fun last night?”

“Fun? What do you mean?” I asked.

“At the park, silly.” He said.

“Josh!” I whisper-yelled. “What happened at the park?”

“What do you mean? You me and Billy… wait? You don’t remember?” He asked.

I felt so humiliated at this point that I wasn’t even sure what I could tell him about Sophie. “Josh, I have to go to work now. Can we talk about this later?”

“Sure. Will you be at the park again tonight?” He asked.

“I… don’t know. But you need to talk to me when I am awa… at home. In the day time. I’m not really myself at night.” I said.

“I… think I understand. Okay, call me then.” He said.

Josh walked my back to my office and I went back to work. By the time we broke for lunch, I was practically trembling.

“Dr. Crowe! Please tell me you can help with this. I bumped into one of my neighborhood boys. They have been playing with Sophie at night! He told me.” I cried.

“He knows about Sophie?” She asked.

“Well, no. He thought it was me. But that’s not the point. Who knows what she is doing with those boys?” I asked. “I’m under so much stress… we are packing for New York. You still haven’t told me what the plan is so I don’t have to go.”

“Annie, calm down. Okay, I’ll tell you what you need to do.” She said. “When does your father return from Syracuse?”

“A week from Monday.” I said. “But we’ll be all packed by then, so it will be too late!”

“Okay, the day he returns. When you take your shower, go ahead and open your eyes.” She told me.

“Open my eyes? You mean? But I might turn into Sophie. I could run out of the house in broad daylight! What happens if I get arrested?” She asked.

“What we want to happen, is for you to run out in broad daylight AND get arrested. They will call me and I will have you placed, temporarily, in an institution.” She said. “I’ll explain to your family that you need my supervision for a while. They can move to New York, and you will remain under my care.”

“In an institution? I don’t want to live in an institution!” I yelled.

“It’s just for a few days, until we can find a place to settle you.” She said.

“Why can’t I just stay with you?” I asked.

Dr. Crowe fell silent. With the blindfold, I really couldn’t see what she was doing, or what expression she had when I mentioned it, but after a bit she said, “That will probably work too. But you need to be institutionalized first, or none of this can happen.”

I was in shock. I wanted an answer that didn’t involve more humiliation, and this was more humiliation times ten!

At the end of the day, after I had gotten dressed, Dr. Crowe handed me a small stack of books. “What are these for?” I asked.

“These are books we give to people who are going blind. They help you get used to functioning without eyesight. Read these in your spare time, it should help you navigate better when you need to be naked at home.” She told me. “Here, you might as well take this as well.” She said, handing me the blindfold. You’ll want to practice.

I begrudgingly thanked her, I was still upset about her suggestion that I get institutionalized right as my dad is expecting to be on the road. There had to be a better way. I didn’t know what it was, but it had to exist.

When I got into my mom’s car, she saw everything I was carrying. She also could see how upset I was by the glower look on my face. All she said was, “Are you wearing a dog collar?”

[edithdick]

Dear Reader,

I'd like to take a minute to thank everyone who has been going on this strange journey with me. I especially appreciate @Hooked6 who has continually encouraged me to keep going on this story.

Up to this point, we are just nearing the end of the introduction of book 2. I knew going in that this was going to be a slow churn to get started, but even still, it has taken me a lot longer to get here that I had initially planned. Where this story is headed next will include similar themes to those that you saw in the original story. As my writing has matured, perhaps I will take a little more time in describing the events and not shorthand such traumatic topics as I did the last time.

I hope that, if you have gotten this far into the story you are enjoying what has happened thus far, and more so for what is to come. Again, thank you for reading this.

Cheers,

Edith

[edithdick]

It requires a very unusual mind to undertake the analysis of the obvious. - Alfred North Whitehead

More Therapy - Chapter 7

I don’t care what Dr. Crowe called it, it was clearly a dog collar. It even had the extra hook where you could attach a leash to it. I suspected that she had the thing custom made.

When I got home that night, I started reading one of the books on training yourself to be bling while my mom made us dinner. It talked a lot about making sure that everything had a place, and that you have to practice putting things in their proper placed every time you are done with them. Otherwise, you will spend hours looking for something you need right now.

One good thing about packing everything for a cross country trip is that you have to eat all of the ice cream in the house before you go. So after dinner each night, my mom and I got to eat one thing from the ice cream shelf in the freezer. As happy as that made me, I was still overly stressed about Dr. Crowe’s idea.

That night, before I went to bed, I took the long scarf she had given me and tied it to the bed. I tied the other end to the hook on the dog collar and put it on. I hoped that, when Sophie got up to play tonight, she would realize that she was tied up and go back to bed. Or at the very least, her tugging on the thing would wake me up.

Unfortunately, that didn’t work. I still felt like it was a dream, but I was becoming more aware of what Sophie was up to. It really felt like I was a passenger in someone else’s head. Sophie got up and didn’t realize the leash was there. When she got to the end of it, I felt it tug on our neck. *OUTCH* I thought. I Sophie tugged two more times before my knot came loose and then she was free.

She wandered around my bedroom looking at things for a while. I could feel what she felt. My pajamas made her feel itchy for some reason. She started pulling them off one by one until we were naked. Then I felt what I can only describe as joy. Like the way a six year old feels Christmas morning. Sophie was happy and wanted to go play.

I had no control of this situation. I could only watch as Sophie fiddled with the door. I had locked it, and she was having trouble figuring out how to open it. After a few minutes, she figured it out and we headed down stairs. The house door has one of those handles that automatically unlocks when you open it from the inside.

The thought that, had my dad bought a different kind of lock that lets you out but remains locked after, I would have been waking up locked out of my house naked every morning. That thought made me shutter.

I could hear Sophie’s thoughts as we ran through the neighborhood. Cars drove past us and she didn’t care. Some even honked their horns, which caused Sophie to hide in the bushes for a few minutes until they were no longer in sight. I could tell that it was the sound of the horn that scared her, not of getting caught or anything.

She also didn’t shy away from people. We came across Mr. Fitzpatrick walking Benny again. Sophie stopped to play with the little schnauzer. And not play the way a person plays with a dog, but the way dogs play with one another. Getting down on our hands and knees and pouncing. Mr. Fitzpatrick thought it was a delight to see me naked and playing with his dog.

After several minutes, Sophie decided she had more places to visit and promptly got up and ran away. I heard Mr. Fitzpatrick say “Nice to see you again, Annie.”, as we left. Next, we were at the playground. Images of me and Craig playing here as kids floated in my mind. It was a strange experience though, because it was Sophie remembering those thing, I just was aware of them.

We started on the swing set. I had long since outgrown everything here, but Sophie didn’t seem to notice. We swung on the swing set. We went down the slide. We went on the merry-go-round. Everything I had done as a kid, Sophie was doing now.

I lost track of time, she just kept running around and playing like I was still a little girl. Suddenly she stopped and looked around. She heard it before me, but soon Andrew, Josh and Billy had arrived at the park. They were a couple of years younger than me, but we had been friends for quite a while.

They were expecting to find her here. “Annie!” I heard Josh yell, followed by Billy and then Andrew. For her part, as soon as she heard my name, she went running happily as can be straight toward them. When we caught up to them they all hugged me, or hugged Sophie at least. She wanted to run, but was waiting for them to do… something.

Josh took her arm, “Annie… I know you said you’re not yourself at night. Let me know if you need my help.” Sophie looked at him like he was insane. No thought, just surprise at what he had just said. Suddenly, Billy touched my right breast and said, “You’re it!” and took off running. All three boys took off and Sophie chased after then.

I could tell they wanted to get caught, every time they got too far ahead, they would turn around and wait for her. Within 30 seconds, Andrew was ‘it’ and Sophie was running the other way. For some reason, the game was Sophie against the boys as they all started chasing her. It seemed the goal was to see which one could catch her. The winner got to touch her breasts and then it was her turn to chase them. This was a very naughty game of tag!

After about 10 minutes or so, everyone was exhausted and rolling on the ground laughing with each other. Once they rested, they began tickling us. I am very ticklish, and I really hate it when people do it. Sophie, on the other hand, loves being tickled. For me, this was the ultimate torture. I could feel myself being tickled, but instead of trying to get away or stop it, she just kept raising her arms and laughing her head off. I could do nothing but lay there and be tickled while Sophie was in charge.

Inevitably, as happened whenever Craig used to tickle torture me, Sophie peed. Once she started spraying all over the place, the boys jumped back to keep from getting any on them.

“Annie, Gross!” exclaimed Andrew. Billy on the other hand thought it was hilarious.

Pulling out a paper towel, apparently, this was not the first time Sophie had peed, Billy said, “Here. Let me dry you off.”

As he got closer, Sophie began growling. “Careful,” Josh warned. “She’s gonna bite you again.”

I could see what Sophie was thinking, and I didn’t blame her. If he touched my pussy again, he was going to get bit for sure. Again? I was starting to remember this happening before. I remembered biting his arm and the other two had to save him before I drew blood.

I heard a car coming. At first, I wasn’t paying attention to it, as I expect cars probably drove past here all the time, but it wasn’t driving past. Instead, after 30 seconds or so, it had turned in to face the park. Its headlights were almost shining toward us. I heard one of the boys say “Run” and they all sprinted into the woods. Sophie wasn’t afraid. I could see she was just curious as to who else was here to ‘play’ with her.

I was suddenly terrified as Sophie began jogging toward the car. I don’t think they could see us yet, but in a few seconds we would be right on top of them. Worse, depending who it was, they might be on top of us a minute later.

‘STOP’ I screamed in my own head. Of all the things that had happened tonight, what frightened me the most was that she listened. Sophie was somehow aware of my presence in her head, and she listened when I told her to stop.

The car was still moving closer. We were almost in plain view of their headlights. I wanted to tell her to run, but was afraid she would misinterpret that and run toward the car. While I was thinking of how to word my next command, someone grabbed our arm and pulled us into the woods. If I was in control, I would have screamed. But since it was Sophie, she bit whomever it was really hard.

“Ouch! Annie, stop. It’s me, Josh.” He said in a rumbling whisper.

Sophie went from anger to joy without a moment of hesitation. I swear it was like she hadn’t seen him in a year and was so excited to be reunited. Sophie jumped into Josh’s arms, causing us to tumble to the ground. I heard Josh grunt as we landed on top of him.

“Shhh!” Josh said. Sophie knew that command. We all ducked down and watched as the car began driving donuts around the grassy field in the park. They were there for 15 minutes messing around before peeling out and back onto the street.

Billy and Andrew were long gone, but Josh stayed with us until it was over. He then escorted us back to my house. “Do you want me to walk you in?”

Sophie gave him a tight hug, smashing my boobs into his face in the process and then bounded into the house without a sound. She then crawled into bed and fell asleep. The funny thing is, when she fell asleep, so did I.


The next morning, I lay in bed for a while remembering everything that I had experienced. Did Sophie really hear me or did she stop on her own? I had no way to know. At least it felt as though I had gotten more sleep. I’ve no idea what time we got home last night.

I was trying to decide if it was more stressful being aware of what Sophie was up to or just waking up naked and covered in mud without a clue as to what had happened. Thinking about what might have happened if whoever was in that car had seen us left me trembling in fear.

I decided to get up and at least wash my sheets and get cleaned up before my mom say how filthy I was. She still thought I was wetting the bed each night. There was going to be another full day of sorting and packing after breakfast.

Once I was out of the shower and dressed, I went down to have breakfast. My mom had made us oatmeal with blueberries and cream on top.

“What’s the matter, Annie? You look like you’ve seen a ghost or something.” My mom said as soon as I sat down to eat.

I closed my eyes and tried to focus on how I was feeling. It took a second to realize that I was still scared by that car in the park. “Mom. I don’t want to move to New York. I really need to keep seeing Dr. Crowe.” I said.

“I know you do, honey. We’ll find you a new therapist when we get there. I think your father has already started searching for a good one.” She tried assuring me.

“Isn’t there anyway I can just stay here while you and dad move to Syracuse?” I asked.

Sweetie, you can’t live alone. Remember what happened at the mall? Who would look after you?” She asked.

“No, not by myself. Why can’t I stay with Dr. Crowe?” I continued.

My mom laughed at that. “I really don’t think that Dr. Crowe wants one of her patients going home with her.”

“I think she will. She said I am a fascinating case. She wants to study me. What better way to study me than at her house?” I pressed.

“Annie, no. Don’t get your hopes up on something like this. Syracuse has plenty of therapists, and you will be fine there.” My mom said firmly.

“But mom, just ask her. Please. She told me she owes Dad a favor. Have him ask her. Please.” I begged.

“Stop whining. I said no. If you keep pressing on this, you’ll be working through lunch today.” She told me. I could hear the anger in her voice as she spoke. I was mad too. I knew if they asked, Dr. Crowe would say yes, but if she won’t ask then I’m screwed.

I lowered my eyes and pouted while I finished breakfast. Maybe I could call my dad later and ask him to call her. I could usually get him to do small things for me by sitting on his lap and smiling. But he was across the country, so I would have to try and be cute on the phone somehow.

After breakfast, we went to my dad’s study. He had a lot of books for us to pack up. We could only add the books to the boxes. Once the boxes were full, neither of us could lift them, so we had to pre-stack the boxes first and add books.

I had never noticed it before, mostly because I don’t come in here and I never looked at his book shelf before, but my dad had seven books all written by Dr. Sheila Crowe. I had no idea she had written so many books. All of these books were on psychology, self-control and behavioral therapy.

My dad was a physics professor, I have no idea why he had so many books on psychology. I asked my mom, but she didn’t know about them either.

It took us most of the day to finish packing up his office. After that we decided to take a break for the night. My mom said she needed to go shopping, and I wanted to go see Josh. After last night, I owed him one.

“Annie!” He said when he saw me. “Did you…” he started and then lowered to a whisper, “want to talk?”

I took his hand and walked us away from his house. “Josh.” I said when we were far away from any other people. “You have to keep this to yourself. Don’t even tell Billy or Andrew.”

“Okay, I won’t” he agreed.

“Promise?” I asked.

“I promise. For real. Just you and me, okay?” he said.

I nodded. “Do you remember last year when… Tabitha had me walk around the neighborhood on a leash?”

“Of course!” he exclaimed.

“Hush, let me finish.” I scolded. Why did he have to be so loud? “At that time, I was seeing a therapist who was helping me with some body image issued I had.”

“Body image? Your body is fantastic!” he said.

“Quiet!” I whispered furiously. “Enough of that. Let me finish. She was using hypnosis on me.” Josh looked like he wanted to jump in, but I could see him bite his tongue to keep from blurting something stupid out.

“Without getting into too many details, one of the things she hypnotized me to do was to ‘accept’ things that were happening around me more easily. Tabitha took advantage of that, and was very abusive to me. She made me believe that I was her pet. Even though she never called me a dog, under hypnosis, I ‘accepted’ that this was normal and believed that I was her dog. She even had a name she gave me.” I said.

“Oh, I remember. She called you Sophie!” he said. “Are you okay?”

When Josh blurted out the name Sophie, I could suddenly feel her in my head. She clearly recognized Josh and wanted to play. I felt dizzy as I was trying to maintain control of my own brain. My clothes even started feeling itchy.

After about a minute, I steadied myself and was somehow able to push her to the back of my head again. “I’m fine, but please don’t mention her name right now.” I said.

Josh nodded, but still gave me a questioning look as I continued.

“I thought that this was dealt with last year, but… I’ve had a lot of stress lately and…” I still wasn’t sure if I wanted to say this, but he had helped me last night, so I thought I owed him this at least. “You see. When that was happening, I actually believed that I was… well, you know who.”

Josh nodded again, but now he looked very concerned.

“Lately, at night, she has resurfaced. She waked up in the middle of the night and strips me naked and then goes outside to play. Do you understand?” I asked.

“That makes so much sense now. You… she doesn’t speak. She just wants to play games and run around like a lost puppy.” He said slowly.

“Do not tell anybody about this. Even my parents don’t know. I am seeing a psychiatrist and trying to get this resolved. I just wanted to tell you because you… helped me last night.” I said.

“You remember last night?” he exclaimed.

“Yes, last night I was sort of a passenger in Sophie’s head. Sorry for biting you, by the way.” I said sullenly.

“It still hurts!” Josh said, and raised is arm up so I could see a perfect half circle on his forearm that would perfectly match the same of my teeth. At least it didn’t look like I broke the skin.

“Sorry.” I repeated.

Josh nodded. “So what now?”

“I don’t know. My parents are moving us to New York in a couple of weeks. If I can’t get out of it, I am afraid what will happen. Sophie has my childhood memories, from what I can tell. If she wakes up in a strange city, who knows what she will do?”

I saw as Josh’s jaw dropped. “You’re moving?”

“I’m trying to get out of it, but uh, yeah. I guess either way I am moving. Hopefully I can stay near here and keep seeing Dr. Crowe.” I said. “But right now, I don’t know.”

I didn’t realize that I was dropping a bomb on a close friend until I saw him reel back and start crying. I cried too. A lot of anxiety and stress had really suppressed the sadness I was feeling about leaving my childhood home. I would miss Josh… and Billy and Andrew and a dozen other people. I have him a big hug and we cried together for a while. Eventually, I went home to some happy news.

“She said okay.” My mom said as I walked into the house.

“Who?” I asked.

“Dr. Crowe. She told your father that, if you want to stay here instead of move to Syracuse with us, it would be okay for you to stay with her.” My mom said flatly.

“Mom, I… thank you for asking her.” I said and began crying. It suddenly felt like a 1,000 pound weight had just been lifted off of my shoulders. “What did dad say?”

“Nothing. I told him about your bed wetting issue and how you have been so stressed out over this move. I mentioned that you asked to stay with Dr. Crowe and… he called her. While I was still on the phone, he just added her to the call.”

“He did? Then what?” I asked.

“She sounded… amused, when he asked if you could stay with her, she laughed softly and then said, ‘of course, Annie is welcome to stay as long as she likes’.”

I gave my mom a big hug. “I love you mommy. I love you so much! I need to stay here for a while, but I love you and daddy more than anything in the world!”

“I know honey. We love you too. Just, get better soon so you can come stay with us some more. I’ll miss you more than anything!” she said. We hugged for a long time.

[edithdick]

Being frustrated is disagreeable, but the real disasters in life begin when you get what you want. – Irving Kristol

More Therapy - Chapter 8

“Are you sure you want to do this?” My dad asked.

“No.” I admitted. It had been more than a week since Sophie went out for one of her little walks. Dr. Crowe told me that it was being caused by stress. It also might have been because of how exhausted I was. My mom and I had to pack up the entire house by ourselves, since my dad had just showed up this morning driving a moving truck. At least he brought a couple of college guys with him to load everything up.

It was now 3:00 PM on Monday, and they wanted to get to Bakersfield before stopping at a hotel for the night. Dr. Crowe’s office is only open on Tuesday and Thursday, so they were dropping my off at her townhouse. It turned out that she only lived a few blocks from me, so I could still hang out with my friends this summer.

“Daddy,” I said, barely holding back my tears. “Mom, I don’t want to do this… I need to though. If I don’t stay here and keep seeing Dr. Crowe, I am terrified what might happen.”

“We understand.” He said calmly. My mom had been hugging me all day, my dad was less of a hugger, but when we finally said goodbye, we hugged for a long time. Then they got into the moving truck and I watched them drive off before I headed into my new home.

Dr. Crowe was smiling at me when I rang the bell. “No need for that, if you’re going to live here it’s best I get you a key.”

She showed me a bedroom with a twin sized bed, and a large round, flat cushion on the floor in the corner. “You can leave your bag in here.” She said.

After that, she showed me the rest of the house, what there was of it. She had a bedroom that had been converted into a recording studio. “I record a weekly podcast and a radio show in there. Best not to disturb me on Mondays and Wednesdays.” She said.

“I understand. I can be quiet.” I assured her. It all looked expensive, whatever it was.

“While you’re living here, there won’t be any need for you to keep your weekly appointment, since I will be giving you regular care all week.” She continued.

“That makes sense.” I said slowly.

“How would you like to work two days per week instead of just Thursday?” She asked.

“What about Becky? Doesn’t she want her hours back?” I asked. How she could live on one day a week, I had no idea.

“Oh, she’s retired. I was going to have to replace her either way.” She told me.

“Okay, I can work both days then.” I said.

“Great! That’ll save me from having to bring a temp in tomorrow.” She said cheerfully.

After that we sat and ate dinner together. Her diet consisted of steamed vegetables, steamed chicken breast and a small bowl of white rice. It was practically tasteless. I could see why she was so thin. She barely took in any calories.

After dinner, I helped her wash the dishes and put everything away. “Well,” Dr. Crowe said casually, “I think it’s time I met Sophie.”

“What?” I asked.

“In order to treat you, I also have to treat her. You might as well get it out of the way.” She said. I could see her pulling a length of rope from a hook behind the door.

As she approached me I realized, “Is that a leash?” I asked. Not that I wasn’t expecting this at some level, but I had just gotten here.

“Best to be cautious until I understand what I am dealing with.” She said. I watched as she pulled out a pair of padded leather gloves and proceeded to put them on.

“But how do you want me to…?” I asked.

“I suppose, the safest thing is to start with a blindfold.” She told me. “Then you can strip. That will give me time to put the leash on you before you remove the blindfold.”

Of course, I was still wearing the collar. Even though I had not heard a peep from Sophie for a while, my experience at the mall made me realize that if she were to get out at the wrong time, she might get lost or arrested or something and who knows what would happen to me?

I would have preferred to get settled before opening this can of worms, but I was a guest in Dr. Crowe’s house, and I didn’t want to start my stay here by being argumentative. I went to my suitcase and pulled out the long scarf she had given me. I folded it in half and then proceeded to tie the blindfold around my eyes. Next I stripped off my clothes and neatly placed them back into the suitcase.

Fortunately, I had been practicing doing things blindfolded for the past could of weeks and was getting good at basic tasks. Subconsciously, I even counted the steps from the door to the suitcase. Smoothly, I retraced my steps, now fully nude except for the blindfold.

“Good girl.” Dr. Crowe said. “Do you think you can walk to my voice?”

It wasn’t that hard, though I had no way to accurately gauge. I estimated that I stopped about 3 feet in front of her.

“Okay, now take off the blindfold.” She told me.

I took it off. I was staring at her. I felt my body tense in anticipation. It was really hard not to close my eyes out of fear and habit, but I forced them to remain open.

“How do you feel?” Dr. Crowe asked.

“Nervous.” I admitted. I could still remember what had happened at the mall, and it was twisting my stomach into knots thinking about it.

“Okay, I want you to look straight ahead.” She told me. That was not a problem. The idea of lowering my eyes to see my own nakedness was repulsive to me at the moment.

Just then, Dr. Crowe took a step to her left. When she did, for a moment I thought that there was a naked girl standing behind her. It only took a moment to realize that she was standing in front of a floor length mirror and I was now staring at myself. I panicked, but too late. I could feel the walls closing in around me. My vision darkened until all I could see was a dark red. It darkened deeper into a purple.

Suddenly, I felt myself being carried around the room. Not carried… I was running in circles. It took a minute for me to gain access to my eyes. I could hear Sophie’s panicked thoughts. She didn’t know this place. The collar and leash were on her, but she had jerked away so hard that the leash had slipped out of Dr. Crowe’s hand. Sophie was running away from Dr. Crowe and looking for an exit.

Twice, it looked like Dr. Crowe had us cornered, but Sophie was quick and leaped around her. Finally, she saw the exit and bolted out the door. I could hear Dr. Crowe chasing after us, but Sophie was too fast. Once we were outside, we sprinted for longer than I ever thought possible. Sophie didn’t have clear thoughts, but the emotion she felt I fully understood. Home.

After Dr. Crowe was no longer in sight, Sophie slowed to a jog. At this point, I had wished that I left my shoes on, as I could bare feel my feet pounding on the sidewalk as we ran. We passed by a lot of people, I didn’t recognize any of them, but there was still this feeling of… I’m naked in pubic again! It was still daylight out after all.

Worse yet, we were not even headed back toward my house. It hadn’t occurred to me that Sophie might not be able to find my house. We really weren’t that far after all. All I could feel from her was the emotion of home. She was desperate to get there. Suddenly, I heard a coherent thought, ‘Sophie is a bad girl’. That thought repeated over and over as we ran through the street.

I wanted to tell her to stop. Or to turn back. Or something… I just didn’t know how to communicate with her. I felt so pitiful about her. She was crying now, and I wanted to cry too. More neighborhoods. This one felt somehow familiar.

Suddenly, Sophie stopped. She looked around frantically. The house we were standing in front of appeared empty. No cars in the driveway, the grass had overgrown all over the yard. But still, it was familiar. There was a fence around the yard, with a rusty gate. It creaked as Sophie pushed it open. Tears filled our vision as I heard her continue to repeat, ‘Sophie is a bad girl.’ We went to the back yard and that’s where I saw it.

We were standing outside of an old dog kennel. The dog house inside wasn’t real tall, I knew from experience that if I ducked down, I could fit inside. It was empty. This place was empty. Sophie began to howl. We were home, but Tabitha was long gone.

“What are you doing there?” I heard a familiar sounding woman’s voice ask.

I felt Sophie panic and she immediately lied down on the ground. She wasn’t hiding, she was scared of being beaten. She recognized the voice quicker than I did. “I asked you a question!” Heidi demanded. She had now followed us through the rusty gate and was standing over us.

Sophie looked up at her for half a second and then put her eyes back down.

“Who are? Why are you naked?” Heidi asked, some of the anger draining from her voice. “Annie?”

Sophie lay there trembling. Heidi reached down and picked up the leash. “Sophie?”

Sophie looked up, I felt hope in her heart as she suddenly had a strong desire to do whatever Heidi wanted her to do. Sophie wanted to be a good girl again. It was the only thing in the world she wanted.

“Come on.” Heidi said. Walking us out of the yard. “Tabitha doesn’t live here anymore.”

Sophie was so happy that Heidi was taking her for a walk again. She wanted to show how good she could keep up. As we got to the street, Heidi said. “Stop.”

Sophie stopped. Sophie was a good girl.

“Look, Annie, um, Sophie. Look, Tabitha moved away because of what happened. Both of us got into a lot of trouble because of you.” She started but changed to, “I’m sorry for what we did to you back then. I’m sorry for how things turned out. It just… what happened to you? Did you escape from the loony bin or something?” She asked.

Sophie looked at Heidi with a beaming smile. That feeling of home was everywhere.

“You can’t stay here. And you can’t stay with me. Where did you come from anyway? And who put this collar on you?” Heidi asked. Sophie, of course said nothing. Heidi took the time to look at me. Something about the collar caught her eye. Suddenly, she pulled out her cell phone and made a phone call.

“Hi, is this Dr. Sheila Crowe?” Heidi asked.

I could hear someone speaking on the other side, but couldn’t make out words.

“Hi Dr. Crowe. Do you know anything about a naked girl running around with a dog collar and a leash?” Heidi asked cautiously.

“Oh, well… I can bring her to you.” Heidi said. “Where are you now?”

“Okay, hold on. I’m punching the address into my phone. Okay, see you then.”

After she hung up, Heidi picked up the leash again and said “Let’s go.”

Sophie was so proud. She walked so well. Tabitha had trained us to only walk as we were instructed. Heidi wasn’t as good at giving the instructions as Tabitha had been, but Sophie didn’t care. She was happily going for a walk. Sophie is a good girl! That last thought came from me.

Heidi was following the turn by turn navigation on her phone. We were walking back a different way from the way we came. I was starting to worry that Heidi had called the wrong person until I suddenly realized that we were heading to Dr. Crowe’s office.

Dr. Crowe was waiting for us outside. She waited as we approached. I could feel Sophie’s emotions becoming conflicted. She clearly recognized Dr. Crowe, but was with Heidi now. Sophie was feeling… confused.

“Annie, where did you run off to?” Dr. Crowe asked me.

“She answers to Sophie.” Heidi said flatly. “I think you know that.”

Heidi was tall for a girl. Tall and broad. Dr. Crowe was closer to my height, 5’3” and very petite. If the size difference intimidated Dr. Crowe, there was no sign of it. “And you are?” Dr. Crowe asked her.

“My name is Heidi.” She responded.

“Ah, so that is where she went. Looking for her old master.” Dr. Crowe said.

“She was looking for Tabitha. She moved. So Sophie began howling and waking up the neighborhood. I just happened by and recognized her is all.” Heidi said.

“Well, thank you for returning her. May I?” Dr. Crowe asked, holding her hand out.

Heidi handed out leash over to Dr. Crowe. She then looked at me and said, “Sophie, listen. Tabitha is gone. I’m not your master. You now belong to Dr. Crowe. Do you understand?”

Sophie lowered her head and began to whimper. “Sophie, listen. Do not come looking for me to Tabitha again. I mean it. You stay! Understand.”

Sophie met Heidi’s gaze for a second, and then nodded. I had not seen her do that before, but it seemed to be what Heidi was looking for.

Heidi turned back to Dr. Crowe. “Is she going to be okay?”

“Eventually.” Dr. Crowe said. “She had a long road to recovery, but eventually she’ll be okay.”

Heidi then turned and left without another word.

“Let’s go home, Sophie.” Dr. Crowe said. We walked back to Dr. Crowe’s house. Sophie walked well, but she was not so proud this time. If I had to guess, she felt bad for running away. Or maybe she was fearful she would be punished over it. If that was what she thought, well… she was right.

[edithdick]

I may be crazy but it keeps me from going insane. – Waylon Jennings

More Therapy - Chapter 9

After Heidi left, Dr. Crowe rounded on us and asked, “Sophie, did you have a nice run?” Her tone sounded very angry, which Sophie picked up on and began to cower. “That was a bad girl!”

Sophie bowed her head and looked at the ground. I was in shock. I had never seen Dr. Crowe angry before. Even though she was about the same size as me, it felt like she was 10 feet tall. Though she never raised her voice, the tone she used when she scolded Sophie about running away felt like she was screaming at us.

“It is dangerous for you to be running around by yourself. Don’t you know that?” She demanded. Dr. Crowe began walking around me as she spoke. “I’m sorry, Sophie, but this is for your own good. You need to remember not to run outside by yourself.”

*SMACK* *SMACK* *SMACK*

Sophie flinched with each slap across out ass. It stung more than anything I had felt before. I could see as she circled in front of us again that she was still wearing the padded leather gloves.

“Do you understand me?” she asked.

Tears were slipping down my face. I tried telling Sophie how to say yes, but Sophie was cowering so hard, I am certain she wasn’t aware of my in her head.

*SMACK* *SMACK* *SMACK*

“Do you understand me?” she repeated.

Sophie went down on her knees and began crying, but also following Dr. Crowe’s hand with her nose. So as Dr. Crowe walked in circles around us, we were spinning around on our knees and crying. I couldn’t believe how hard she could hit with those gloves on. My butt stung more than I’ve ever felt in my life.

“I’ll take this as a yes. Now stand up.” She told us.

Immediately, Sophie stood. We continued to spin in circles as Dr. Crowe kept walking around us. “Let’s go home.” Dr. Crowe said. “Walk.”

This command, Sophie followed without hesitation. I knew the way back, so every time before we got to the turn, I would tell Sophie ‘left’ or ‘right’. Dr. Crowe would give the same command a half second later, so I am not exactly sure who Sophie was listening to. We walked back without incident, but before we went into the house, Dr. Crowe let Sophie pee first. I was kind of astonished how quickly Dr. Crowe took to behaving like I was a dog.

I was equally surprised how natural it felt to pee outside like that. I remember the first time Tabitha had me pee in the bushes outside the football field. It seemed like such a horrifying experience at the time, but with Sophie doing it, I couldn’t imagine it otherwise. It just felt so normal.

Once we were done with that, she took us inside and gave us a bath. I sort of remember Tabitha and the boys bathing me last year, but this was way different. For one, Sophie was in control of my body, so I was just sort of observing it. Another thing was that Dr. Crowe was very thorough. Last year, the boys just wanted to play with my body, but this time it was really about getting a dirty girl clean.

She started by getting me all wet from head to toe. Next, she scrubbed shampoo into my hair and then rinsed it off with the detachable showerhead. Next, she put conditioner in my hair. The shampoo and conditioner smelled like flowers. While the conditioner set, she scrubbed my body with soap and a luffa. She soaped me everywhere. I had never really had someone wash my back before, it felt nice to have her rubbing me like that.

Next, she rinsed my hair and body off and had me stand up and face her. I knew what she was about to do, but it surprised Sophie when Dr. Crowe began lathering my pubic area with shaving cream. For a second, I thought Sophie was going to pull away, but then the flash memory of being spanked went through her head, and she merely stood there nervously.

As rough as Dr. Crowe had been, disciplining us for running away, she was very gently during out bath. She pulled out a razor and began slow even strokes. Moving her hands up between my legs, she spread me apart and was able to get up underneath. I could feel her fingers pressing against my vagina. Sophie could feel it too and she began panting. My body was getting aroused.

“How does that feel?” Dr. Crowe asked. “I’m not hurting you am I?”

Sophie didn’t answer, but she did smile at Dr. Crowe. When the shave was done, I felt Sophie move my pelvis forward, following Dr. Crowe’s hand. If she had noticed, I couldn’t tell, but in a few seconds, Dr. Crowe was on her feet with a big fluffy towel, drying us off. Next, she drained the tub and had Sophie sit. I felt Sophie panic when the hair dryer started. I tried calming her down, but it didn’t do much good. For about fifteen minutes, Dr. Crowe dried out hair and then for another fifteen minutes she brushed out all of the tangles.

Finally, Dr. Crowe brushed my teeth and led us to the bedroom where… where my suitcase used to be. Sophie didn’t seem too concerned with it, but I could see that my suitcase and more importantly, my clothes were gone. Instead of leading us onto the bed, she had Sophie lie down on the big cushion on the floor.

“Sophie, this is your bed. Now lie down and get some sleep.” She told us. Sophie followed instructions and curled up on the cushion. Dr. Crowe spread a blanket over us and then left the room. As I lay there, I felt Sophie drift off to sleep. As much as I tried to move, I still had no control over my body. With my eyes closed, I could only listen. Dr. Crowe was in the bathroom her brushing her teeth. I could hear traffic in the street and it sounded like a neighbor in an adjoining townhouse was running up the stairs.

I tried again and again, but couldn’t budge. I just focused on opening my eyes, but nothing. Sophie was asleep, and I was awake trying to get up. I wondered if this was what she went through night after night when I was still in control. After some time, I heard the shower running, followed by some other noise I couldn’t place. Dr. Crowe was doing something around the house. Finally, the I heard the door open and she walked into the bedroom.

Sophie heard her too. She snapped her eyes opened and we watched as Dr. Crowe came in wearing a towel wrapped around her body. In her arms was the clothes she had been wearing earlier, which she quickly deposited into the hamper next to the closet. She then took the towel off and hung it on a hook on the door. I was amazed. She was now standing in the room just as naked as I was. Sophie noticed this too, and got up on her knees. I knew that Sophie wanted to play. Perhaps she thought that a naked Dr. Crowe was going to be a puppy, like her. She was wrong.

“Sophie, lay down.” Dr. Crowe instructed. In response, Sophie pressed my chest to the pillow, leaving my butt in the air, which suddenly began to wag excitedly. For a moment, I thought Dr. Crowe was going to scold us again, but instead she laughed at the site of Sophie being so playful. “Do you want to play, girl?”

Sophie did.

“Up, up!” Dr. Crowe told Sophie.

Sophie got up on her knees. She was beaming with joy.

Dr. Crowe approached us with her hand out. She first petted my head and scratched behind my ears. Sophie really liked this attention. Suddenly, Dr. Crowe produced a tennis ball. Sophie watched it as Dr. Crowe moved it left and right. “Do you want this girl?” She asked.

Sophie wanted it more than anything in the world. In a flash, Dr. Crowe threw the tennis ball out of the room and down the hall. Sophie waited until instructed to “Go get it girl!”

With that we were sprinting as fast as my legs could carry us. The ball bounced into a wall, turned left down another hall and rested next to a small table. For a moment, I thought that Sophie was going to try picking it up in my mouth, but it likely wouldn’t have fit anyway. Instead, she scooped it up in my hands and we headed back just as fast as we came.

I felt the sheer joy of a job well done as Dr. Crowe excitedly declared, “Good Girl!”

She continued to play fetch with us for a while. I lost track of time, as Sophie never got bored chasing the tennis ball around the house. Finally, Dr. Crowe stated, “It’s time for bed. Do you need to go potty first?”

Somehow Sophie knew what that meant and ran to the door where the leash was hanging. Dr. Crowe followed us there, but then, after fastening the leash on and grabbing a small plastic bag, just in case, she led us out into her back yard to do our business. It took me a minute to realize that she had not gotten dressed either. There was an eight foot privacy fence, and apparently that allowed her to feel comfortable enough to wander around outside for a bit as naked as we were.

Sophie took her time looking for a good spot. I have no idea what her criteria was, but in a few minutes she seemed satisfied and proceeded to spray urine. It was done quickly and Dr. Crowe led us back into the house. While we were still standing in the doorway, Dr. Crowe pulled out some wet wipes and cleaned off my pussy, inner thighs and the soles of my feet. She also washed her own feet before we went to bed.

I don’t know why, but it was somehow comforting to have Dr. Crowe sleeping nude in the same room as me and Sophie. As I lay there in the dark, I could feel Sophie drifting off to sleep. Still unable to move on my own, I finally let myself rest. It was so peaceful, I didn’t even feel it when Dr. Crowe slipped the blindfold on me the next morning.

“Wake up, Annie.” She told me. “It’s time to go to work.”

My eyes bolted open, but all I saw was darkness. As panic set in, I reached up and finally felt the blindfold. I was so disoriented by being waken up like that that it took me a minute to realize that I was controlling my body again.

“Should I get dressed?” I asked, hopeful that she would be returning my clothes.

“No need for that, the blindfold will do for today.” She said. “I’ll help you organize the desk and memorize the list of patients.”

“Okay.” I said weakly as she led me downstairs to the kitchen. We ate bagels with cream cheese and washed it down with orange juice. She helped me put my shoes on. Aside from those, the one thing I was allowed to wear was the collar. I expected for her to hook me up to the leash, but instead she just took my hand and guided me outside. It had only been a ten minute walk home from her office last night, but she had a few stops on the way this morning.

The first stop was at the post office, where she mailed some claims into the insurance company. Whenever anyone would ask about me, she would tell them that I was her patient, and she wasn’t allowed to tell them more than that.

The next stop was at a restaurant. She had me wait outside while she went in to order our lunch. There were several people who were whispering as they passed me on the street. With my eyes blindfolded, my ears were a lot more focused, and I could hear them discussing me. Either that or there was another naked girl standing in front of the restaurant, but I doubted it.

The only bright side was that nobody seemed to recognize me, and nobody tried talking to me directly. I have no idea how I would have explained why I was standing out here. At least Dr. Crowe would have the patient privacy excuse to fall back onto. For me… I think I would have to give them some reason for it.

The final stop though, I recognized by the smell alone. We walked into my high school. I was walking naked into my high school! “Why are we stopping here?” I asked, nervously.

“Since I am taking the role as your guardian, I need to fill out some forms and explain your new situation.” She told me cheerfully.

“My situation?” I asked.

“Well, we can’t have you showing up like this on the first day of school without giving them some kind of warning.” She explained.

“Well, I can underst… what? What do you mean like this?” I asked. “You expect me to go to school naked?” I asked.

“Hush now, we are almost there.” I heard the click as she pressed down on the latch leading to the administrative office.

“Dr. Crowe, it’s good to see you again. And Annie… Annie? Why are you naked?” I heard Principal McDaniel ask. Before I could answer, she repeated the question to Dr. Crowe.

“So as I told you on the phone.” Dr. Crowe began. “Annie’s parents have relocated to Syracuse. She is staying here under my care while she works through some trauma she experienced a year ago.”

“You did mention that you were to be her guardian for the remainder of her time here.” Principal McDaniel said slowly.

“Well, as part of her therapy, she is unable to wear clothes.” Dr. Crowe said politely.

“Well, I can’t have a student walking around the school naked, now can I?” Principal McDaniel said.

“I promise you, Annie is okay with this. She has been working at my office and has even interacted with some of her classmates in this exact state. It didn’t bother you to spend time with your friend Josh, now did it Annie?” She asked me.

“Well, I mean… no, I enjoyed talking to Josh. How did you…” I started, but since I had already answered her question she was talking to Principal McDaniel again.

“You see? Annie is well adjusted to this already.” Dr. Crowe said.

“That isn’t even the point. Well, it’s only half the point. I can’t have the other students here seeing a naked girl all day!” She said, her voice getting louder as she spoke.

“Normally, I would have to agree with you. But it is my understanding that there were a number of photos of Annie which had spread around the school all last year. Is that not true?” Dr. Crowe asked, again keeping her voice calm and polite.

“Ah, yes.” Principal McDaniel said cautiously. “But what does…”

“So the students have already seen Annie naked on multiple occasions, right?” Dr. Crowe asked.

“I… yes, all of the students, even the middle-schoolers were caught with pictures of Annie for the day she ah, for her incident.” Principal McDaniel agreed.

“So, it isn’t new for Annie and it isn’t new for the other students. So what is the exact issue for us to address here?” Dr. Crowe asked.

“I’m afraid that Annie’s nudity will be disruptive to the entire school system.” Principal McDaniel said flatly.

“I see. Let me ask you, when the photos of Annie were spreading around the school, was it disruptive?” Dr. Crowe asked.

“Not really.” Principal McDaniel admitted. “Except for when her brother Craig and his friends went around trying to get the students spreading the images to delete them. That got pretty disruptive.”

“Well, since that is not an issue this year, we can just conclude that it wouldn’t be disruptive this year, right?” Dr. Crowe asked.

Principal McDaniel knew she was being bested in this argument, and tried her final card. “Images are not the same as seeing a naked person standing in front of you.”

“I will agree that it is not exactly the same thing.” Dr. Crowe admitted.

“Thank you.” Principal McDaniel said, feeling like she finally won a round.

“However, it is only a degree different. What I want to do is what is best for Annie. As her personal psychiatrist, I can assure you that Annie needs to be in school in order to properly heal, and she cannot do so if she has to wear clothes. So I am asking you, as a personal favor to me, to make an exception and allow Annie to attend school here.” Dr. Crowe played her final card, and it was better than I had expected.

“As a favor to you?” Principal McDaniel asked.

“Yes, as a personal favor.” Dr. Crowe agreed.

“Then I want a favor in return.” Principal McDaniel stated.

“Name it.” Dr. Crowe said.

“We are in the running to have the UC system sponsor for a college credited AP magnet program. If you, a renowned psychiatrist, were to give our Advanced Placements students a weekly lecture on behavioral therapy, it would surly push us up the list on this program. In fact, we’d almost be a shoe-in for it.” Principal McDaniel said.

“How about this, I can do once per month and I will make a call to ensure that you are in the final group to be selected. Will that work?” Dr. Crowe asked.

“Done.” Principal McDaniel agreed.

When we walked out of my school, I was suddenly realizing what they had just agreed to. “Do I really have to attend school naked?” I asked.

“I don’t know.” Dr. Crowe admitted. “I just wanted to make sure it was an option, because if Sophie ever came out while you were in school it could have resulted in your expulsion otherwise.”

I nodded. That was true, but I really felt like she was holding something back. We walked in silence the rest of the way to the office.

[edithdick]

I'll be taking the next few days off from writing while I get my house tented for termites. Hopefully, for anyone who is still interested in this story, it will give you time to catch up.

If you, dear readers, have some time to provide feedback, I would appreciate it. I am curious if my pacing on this is too slow. I am also starting to understand why writers like to send their work to editors. I may have cut this by as much as 15% if I had the entire thing written prior to publication. Ah well, live and learn.

[Hooked6]

What an intense story your have managed to create! I am loving every chapter so far.

Your pacing, on balance is quite good, though if I am honest, I would love to see you spend a wee bit more time (and details) on the embarrassing situations Annie/Sophie finds herself in rather just just describing what happened - but this is just me as I love the visuals that you place before us.

Annie/Sophie is such a complex protagonist(s) and as readers we get a very intimate look into the mind of Annie/Sophie that draws us willingly into her world, which not only endears us to Annie/Sophie. but to Dr. Crowe as well. There is a mystery here - well, actually several mysteries here - that keeps us guessing as to what is going on. I LOVE trying to solve mysteries and this one is a doosie! The idea of Annie carrying her therapy into her school day - naked - is too exciting to imagine. I can't wait to see what happens next.

In all honesty you aren't just treating us to quick and dirty tale of erotica; this would make an outstanding movie!

Good luck with your termites, but don't lose the momentum you have built up with this story by placing this on the back burner too long.

Hooked6

[edithdick]

What an intense story your have managed to create! I am loving every chapter so far.

I really appreciate that. This story isn't getting as many reactions as the first one, so it is hard to gauge how well it is being received.

Your pacing, on balance is quite good, though if I am honest, I would love to see you spend a wee bit more time (and details) on the embarrassing situations Annie/Sophie finds herself in rather just just describing what happened - but this is just me as I love the visuals that you place before us.

She will have plenty of embarrassing situations once Sophie starts running around her school acting like a puppy.

Annie/Sophie is such a complex protagonist(s) and as readers we get a very intimate look into the mind of Annie/Sophie that draws us willingly into her world, which not only endears us to Annie/Sophie. but to Dr. Crowe as well. There is a mystery here - well, actually several mysteries here - that keeps us guessing as to what is going on. I LOVE trying to solve mysteries and this one is a doosie! The idea of Annie carrying her therapy into her school day - naked - is too exciting to imagine. I can't wait to see what happens next.

In all honesty you aren't just treating us to quick and dirty tale of erotica; this would make an outstanding movie!

Good luck with your termites, but don't lose the momentum you have built up with this story by placing this on the back burner too long.

Hooked6

I am not giving any spoilers as to Dr. Crowe's motives in this other than to say that seeds have been planted and watered. They should be taking root in the next few chapters. I am about halfway through chapter 10, which is mostly more structural/administrative work.

I have found this story challenging because in order to keep the story cohesive, I have had to do a lot of extra work on setting up the logic as to why Annie would subject herself to this and why her parents would abandon her in California... Most of the heavy lifting is now complete and Annie/Sophie is now in a situation that I have her completely under my power.

Thanks for reminding me that I need to allow Annie to take the time to analyze exactly how humiliating her situation has become. There will be plenty of opportunities for this, so I will keep this in mind as I move forward.