Bittersweet bondage therapy 1

Christina followed Emily into the study. She was way out of her element and it took all her willpower to stay put and not flee out the door.

Emily sat down in the chair and motioned for Christina to sit on the couch.

'So you were referred to me by Doctor Nelson, correct?' Emily said softly. She could sense that Christina was very nervous.

'That's correct.' He felt that my problems were just way out of his spectrum. 'He said that you were the tops in your field and that if anyone could help me, you could.'

'Well, lay down and relax.' Emily said, reassuringly. 'The best thing we can do is start at the beginning. What sort of problems are you having?'

'Well...' Christina started, her voice trailing off into nothingness. Emily said nothing and it was another ten seconds before Christina spoke, the silence was very awkward. 'It's ... it's... these dreams I've been having.'

'Dreams?' Emily asked, writing something in her notebook. 'Tell me about them.'

'Well...' Again there was a long silence. Christina was getting more and more uncomfortable.

'You know, maybe this wasn't such a great idea. Maybe I should just go.' Christina blurted out.

'There is no need to be shy with me.' Emily said reassuringly. 'I'm a professional psychiatrist. I guarantee that what you have to say, I've heard before.'

'It's really embarrassing.' Christine said. There was another long pause.

'I've have an idea.' Emily said. 'I've found in cases like this that sometimes hypnosis can help alleviate the stress and allow you to open up without inhibitions. Would you allow me to hypnotize you?'

'O-Okay.' Christina said slowly.

'Very good. Now just relax and watch the pendant.' Emily said, her voice turning suddenly into a very soothing whisper. 'Watch the pendant.... you can feel your body relaxing... Your feet are sinking into the warmth... your legs need not carry you now... they are relaxing... you are breathing slowly and deeply... deeper... and deeper... you eyes are getting heavier... you can barely keep them open... only the sound of my voice... your eyes are shut and you are drifing back... into a deep, deep sleep...'

'Christina, tell me about one of your dreams... where are you now?' Emily asked softly.

Christina's demeanor immediately changed. Her legs became stiff and her hands moved down to her side.

'I... I can't move!' She cried out, as her legs pulled up until her knees were at her chest. I'm tied... tied in a ball... oh my God, I can't move!'

Emily reached out and put her hand on Christina's shoulder. 'It's okay...'

'No, I can't move. Oh god, it's tight...' Christina began struggling on the couch, her voice continuing to get more and more agitated. 'I can't scream... there's a big ball in my mouth... oh it's tight!'