Another Big Mean Man

(Not sure if this will be a standalone story or part of a series that I have in mind, hence the two titles. Either way I hope that you enjoy it, and if bdmslr fixes image uploads, I have a picture to go with this one as well!)​

After two sessions of discussing the things that happened to her when she was little, the time was just perfect. "Next week, you should come dressed like you did back then. Wear the same kind of blouse, school skirt, panties that you did when he molested you," I told her. Ruby blushed and nodded. "That's a good girl. If you don't have those clothes any more, go buy them. I expect you to have them on when you walk in the door next week, Ruby." She beamed at the praise and bounced to the door. 

The next week, she was perfectly on time as always, her mother leaving her in my office for her counselling session. "Don't worry," I reassured her, "she's really coming along just fine but we're going to need several more sessions to really work on her issues". Ruby sat in the chair and I moved mine closer to hers as the door shut, leaving us together. 

"You wore what I told you to. Good girl," I told her as I started to stroke her hair gently. "Was it like this? Is this how he started?" She blushed and nodded as my other hand started to caress her little breasts through her flimsy school top. With no bra needed, I felt her nipples hardening at the touch, and her breathing got faster. 

"Did he take your top off or did you do it?" I asked her, even though I knew the answer from our earlier sessions. She mumbled "I did it for him". I moved her chin up so she could look me in the eyes. 

"Take it off, darling," taking care to use the words that I knew he did. Her little fingers quickly and nimbly undid the buttons, she shrugged the flimsy top onto the floor, pushing her chest out so I could admire her sweet little tits and nipples.

I pressed my hand between her legs, feeling how damp her pretty white knickers were getting. "Ruby, are you enjoying what I'm doing to you? Do you like regressing like this?" She nodded rapidly, biting her bottom lip, embarrassed that she was liking my attention. "Yes, Mr S". 

"Rather than calling me by my name, why don't you try calling me daddy instead? Just like then," I told her, feeling her twitch slightly against my hand. 

"Yes, daddy. Please. I'm not sure this is right, daddy" 

"Is that what you told him when he did this?" I asked her as I bent my face down to kiss her nipples, suckling one into my mouth. At the same time my fingers started to rub up and down her slit, through the fabric of her underwear. She sighed in bliss. 

"No daddy. I never said no. I couldn't. I didn't." she confessed. 

"Why didn't you say no, darling? You didn't want it to stop, did you? You wanted him to do more, didn't you?" I asked as my fingers slid inside her underwear, finding her drenched. "It's OK, Ruby, but you need to tell me the truth or I can't help you." 

She moaned and bucked her little hairless cunt against my fingers, letting them slide in and out of her leaking drenched hole. 

Her breath was coming faster and more ragged as my fingers moved faster, my tongue lapping at her nipple and sucking gently on them.

"Mmmmmm...ummmmm...." she mumbled. "I didn't stop him, daddy. I didn't want to. I need more. I always wanted more" she babbled, as I felt her getting closer and closer to cumming. 

"You know we discussed this last time, darling. You don't cum without permission or you won't get better, Ruby" My fingers slid faster and faster in her tight little cunt, playing with her clit, feeling her getting wetter and wetter with everything I did for her. 

"Daddy please. I'm close. PLEASE daddy. Please can I cum. Please don't stop. Oh god please please please" she rambled. 

"You can cum if you honestly answer the last question, silly. You wanted him to do more, didn't you? He never made you cum but you wanted him to keep molesting you until you did, didn't you? Tell me and you can cum, Ruby" 

She shuddered as she hit the edge, ready to cum but knowing I'd stop just like he did if she wasn't honest. 

"Oh god. Please. I'm sooo close, daddy. Please. Oh fuck. God. Yes. Yes. Yes I wanted more. Please can I cum" 

"Good girl, you can cum, but I want you to tell me that you wanted him to molest you when you do, or I'll stop" I told her as she started to shake and buck faster and faster. 

"I needed more. I wanted it. I wanted him to molest me and make me cum!" she practically shouted. She started to cum for me as I pressed against her clit. 

"Who, Ruby? Tell me who as you cum" 

"Fucccckkkkkk," she groaned as her orgasm washed over her, "my daaaad. I wanted my dad to make me cummmmmmm"

I watched in amazement as she came for such a long time, panting, moaning, telling me over and over again what she wanted. As she calmed down as my fingers stopped moving, I kissed her gently on the lips as I smeared her cunt juices across her schoolgirl skirt. 

"That's a good girl, Ruby. I think you're really coming along beautifully now. Make sure you tell you mother we'll need several more sessions to work on your issues though."

I couldn't wait for the next session to see what we'd explore.