Angelina Weasley x Therapist (muggle therapy) (Patreon)

NOTE: Unfortunately, no pictures were added because I couldn't get them to work.

Dr. Presiel smiled as he held Ginny's hips from behind and thrust into her eagerly. His cock felt amazing inside her, her walls tightly embracing him, giving a sensation he adored. Among all the hypnotized pets in his harem, Ginny was undoubtedly the best lover.

Thrusting inside her, he filled his office with the sound of his thighs hitting her bottom. With his right hand, he reached out and took hold of Ginny’s red hair, tugging on it to make her arch her back. Her moans grew louder as he kept thrusting. "You love this, don’t you?" He asked between breaths, lust filling his voice.

"Ginny moaned, 'Yes! I love it!' as her body moved in sync with Dr. Presiel's thrusts. Dr. Presiel smirked at her response and used his other hand to spank Ginny's left cheek. 'Sir, my sister-in-law!' Ginny started, 'Ohh!' she exclaimed between breaths. 'She is interested in a session! Yes!!!' She moaned.

'Does she?' Dr. Presiel smiled; it had been a while since he had hypnotized another witch after Daphne. 'Is she hot?' He asked.

'Yes sir, all my sister-in-laws are hot!' Ginny shivered as Dr. Presiel's cock penetrated her even deeper."

"All of them? How many are we talking about?" Dr. Presiel asked, holding his thrusts.

"Four, sir," Ginny replied, breathing heavily as her chest rose up and down.

"Four?" Dr. Presiel exclaimed, thrusting back into Ginny's depths, making the redhead moan again. "And in your opinion all of them are hot." He grinned as he fucked Ginny rougher than before, making his desk shake.

"Fuccckkk!" Ginny moaned as her orgasm took over. Dr. Presiel grunted and pulled out of Ginny's pussy, stroking his cock, he came all over her back, covering it in his spunk. After their intense encounter, Dr. Presiel and Ginny took a moment to catch their breath. As they both composed themselves, Dr. Presiel couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement at the thought of hypnotizing Ginny's sister-in-law.

"Get dressed," he said, smacking Ginny's right cheek. Dr. Presiel watched as Ginny quickly got dressed, her body still flushed from their passionate encounter. Dr. Presiel sat behind his desk in thought while watching Ginny get dressed. "Tell me about her, maybe show a photo?"

Dr. Presiel's mind was already racing with possibilities as he anticipated the next hypnotic session with Ginny's sister-in-law. As Ginny finished dressing, she eagerly shared details about her sister-in-law while searching for a photo in her handbag.

Ginny proudly shared a cherished photograph with him, showcasing herself surrounded by her sisters-in-law, all beaming with joy. As she pointed towards the elegant black woman in the picture, Ginny affectionately introduced her as Angelina. The woman exuded a captivating beauty with her radiant smile complementing her flawless brown skin and luscious black hair. Her ample bust and curvaceous hips added to her striking presence in the photo. Dr. Presiel couldn't contain his excitement as he studied the photograph of Angelina, Ginny's alluring sister-in-law. "She's indeed hot. Good choice."

"Convince her to schedule a session with me," Dr. Presiel commanded.

"Yes, sir," Ginny replied. She gathered her things and was almost ready to leave.

Dr. Presiel stood at the door, waiting for her. He pulled her close to him, whispered in her ear, "See you next week, Red," kissed her ear, squeezed her bum as he let go of her trance, and waved goodbye.

Pottermanor.

Potter Manor was bustling with activity as Ginny's sister-in-laws gathered for their monthly get-together. The manor, with its grand architecture and cozy interiors, provided the perfect setting for their girls' night. Ginny smiled as the sister-in-laws chatted and laughed, sharing stories and catching up on each other's lives.

As Ginny gazed at Angelina, she was overcome with a deep sense of empathy and concern for her friend's well-being. Recalling her own transformative journey through therapy, Ginny felt compelled to share the profound impact it had on her life. She believed that therapy could offer Angelina a safe space to explore her emotions, confront challenges, and foster personal growth. Reflecting on how therapy had helped her gain clarity, self-awareness, and resilience, Ginny envisioned a similar positive experience for Angelina.

Ginny and Angelina had a private conversation. Ginny convinced Angelina to go to her therapist.

Dr. Presiel's office.

Dr Presiel opened the door to his office, revealing the black beauty from Ginny's photo.

Dr. Presiel welcomed Angelina into his office with a warm smile, admiring her striking presence that matched the captivating beauty captured in the photograph. As she settled into the comfortable chair, Dr. Presiel sat down in his chair holding a notepad. "So miss... Whizbees..."

Dr. Presiel began the session by asking Angelina about her reasons for seeking therapy and what she hoped to achieve. Angelina didn't really open up about anything in particular Dr. Presiel listened attentively as Angelina shared bits and pieces of her thoughts and feelings, observing her guarded demeanor.

"I think we've found the problem," Dr. Presiel said. "You're not willing to share your true emotions and thoughts. It's okay, Angelina. Therapy is a safe space for you to express yourself freely." Dr. Presiel reassured her with a gentle smile. "I suggest we relax you a bit more through some hypnosis, just a mild trance to ease you about your troubles."

Angelina wasn't convinced about hypnosis at first, but she allowed the muggle man to proceed. Dr. Presiel walked behind her and gently placed his hands on her temples, softly rubbing them in a nice massage. He started talking to her in a gentle voice, slowly easing her into a trance.

"Now miss whizbees you will feel a sense of calm washing over you, like a gentle wave embracing your mind and body," Dr. Presiel's soothing voice resonated in Angelina's ears as she felt herself drifting into a state of deep relaxation. "you will find it easier to open up and share your thoughts and feelings with me, knowing that this is a safe space for you to be vulnerable and honest."

"Just listen to my voice and let yourself go deeper into relaxation," Dr. Presiel continued, his words guiding Angelina into a peaceful state of mind. With each breath, she felt more at ease and willing to explore her emotions in the safety of the therapy session.

"Just relax," Dr. Presiel said, looking down and noticed Angelina almost sleeping.

"Just relax," he heard Angelina say.

"Repeat back to me Angelina." Dr. Presiel said, using her real first name "You love hypnosis and feel comfortable opening up in therapy sessions." Dr. Presiel's voice echoed softly in the room as Angelina repeated his words, her subconscious mind absorbing the positive affirmations. The fact that she didn’t respond to him using her real name should have sent alarm bells ringing normally but Dr. Presiel knew his hypnosis had already taken effect in the beautiful woman.

"Hypnosis brings you pleasure and helps you release any hidden treasures," Angelina repeated, her voice soft and dreamy. Dr. Presiel smiled, pleased with her response.

"Dr. Presiel is an excellent therapist," he said, smiling as Angelina repeated his words.

"Dr. Presiel can touch my body anytime he wants" Angelina's voice trailed off as she repeated the words, her mind deeply relaxed under the influence of hypnosis.

"Dr. Presiel is my master," he said.

"Dr. Presiel is my master," Angelina repeated.

"Good, very good Angelina," he said with a smile. "Now you can stop repeating my words and sit up straight." As Angelina sat up straight, she felt a sense of lightness and clarity in her mind. Dr. Presiel placed his hands on her bust, feeling them up. "These are impressive Angelina, are they real?" squeezing them a little.

Angelina gasped before replying, "They're the real thing master."

"Great to hear, love," chuckled Dr. Presiel as he released his grip on her breasts. “Tell me love, what your biggest sexual fantasy is now matter how erotic or kinky.” He commanded.

Angelina hesitated for just a second but the hypnosis proved too much and she replied. “I-I love to be fucked while my husband is forced to watch, showing him when a real man fucks me i can finally cum my brains out.” Dr. Presiel looked at her surprised, not expecting that response.

to hide his excitment. “But this is a big fantasy Angelina, which requires a lot of effort from me. How will you be able to repay me?” He asked his hypnotized pet."Well then, my dear Dr. Presiel is the only one who can give you that sweet release you desperately crave," he said. "Tell me more about your fantasies. What do you want me to do to you while your husband watches."

Angelina hesitated for a moment, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness at the thought of revealing more intimate desires under hypnosis. Dr. Presiel's voice seemed to coax her subconscious mind to unlock deeper fantasies and cravings that she had never dared to explore before. "I-I want you to slowly undress me, exploring every inch of my body with your hands and mouth," Angelina's voice trembled slightly as she spoke. Dr. Presiel's eyes gleamed with anticipation as he listened to her words. "After you're done undressing me, I want you to tie me up and tease me relentlessly, making me beg for more," Angelina continued, her cheeks flushing with arousal.

"Keep going." Dr Presiel commanded

"After you finally have me begging and pleading for release, I want you to take me forcefully, showing my husband what a real man can do to satisfy a woman," Angelina's voice quivered with desire as she revealed her deepest fantasies. Dr. Presiel nodded approvingly, his gaze intense as he absorbed every detail of her words.

Dr. Presiel's demeanor became even more commanding as he delved deeper into Angelina's subconscious desires. "And what about your husband? How does he react to seeing you in such a vulnerable and pleasured state?" he inquired, his voice low and hypnotic. Angelina's mind swirled with a mix of arousal and guilt as she imagined her husband witnessing the scene unfolding before him.

"I don't care what happens to him," Angelina's voice was filled with a newfound boldness as she spoke. "I want him to see me in ecstasy, to realize that he could never fulfill me the way you do." Her words hung in the air, heavy with the weight of her confession.

"That's good to hear" Dr. Presiel's voice was smooth and reassuring as he continued to guide Angelina through her fantasies, each word pulling her deeper into a world of uninhibited desires. "Let go of any inhibitions, my dear. Allow yourself to fully embrace these feelings," he murmured softly.

"Now is there a way for witches like yourself to take control of someone like hypnosis?" Dr. Presiel asked, Angelina nodded.

"Yes sir, the imperius curse can fully take control of a person's mind and make them do anything the caster wants." Angelina explained. "unless the person has strong willpower or is able to fight against the curse with all their might." Dr. Presiel nodded thoughtfully.

Dr. Presiel's eyes sparked with a newfound intensity at Angelina's revelation about the imperius curse. The power dynamics in the room shifted as he contemplated the possibilities of such magic. "I see," he mused, his mind already formulating a plan. "When you use this curse on your husband, I want you to bring him here, to this very place."

Dr. Presiel's plan began to take shape as he envisioned the scenario unfolding before him. "Yes sir, anything you want." Angelina smiled.

"Good, now before you go, there is one last thing," Dr. Presiel said, placing his fingers back on Angelina's temples. "You will obey me and all my commands. You will love being under my control. You love being hypnotized by me. You will follow all my instructions." Dr. Presiel's words echoed in Angelina's mind as she felt a sense of euphoria wash over her, a deep sense of obedience settling within her being. "You love having sex with me. You will only want sex with me. All of your holes belong to me. The only thing that matters is pleasing me," Dr. Presiel's voice was commanding, his words seeping into Angelina's subconscious like a potent elixir.

Dr. Presiel's manipulation of Angelina's mind and desires continued, each command sinking deeper into her subconscious. As she sat there under his influence, a sense of euphoria enveloped her, clouding her thoughts and intensifying her obedience to his every word.

"Now when I snap my fingers you will wake up." As Dr. Presiel prepared to snap his fingers and bring Angelina out of her hypnotic state, a sense of anticipation filled the room. With a sharp sound, Angelina's eyes fluttered open, her gaze meeting Dr. Presiel's with a mix of confusion and intrigue. The residual effects of the hypnosis lingered in her mind, creating a surreal atmosphere around them.

Dr. Presiel observed Angelina closely, gauging her reaction to the commands he had implanted in her subconscious. As she blinked and focused on him, a faint smile played on his lips, knowing that his influence was now deeply rooted within her psyche. "How do you feel, Angelina?" he inquired softly.

"I feel great." Angelina responded, her voice carrying a dreamy quality. "I feel like I'm floating, like everything is so clear and simple." Dr. Presiel nodded in satisfaction, pleased with the effects of his manipulation on Angelina's psyche.

"That's great to hear Angelina, let's schedule another session for next week to continue our work together," Dr. Presiel suggested, his tone reassuring and authoritative. Angelina nodded in agreement, a sense of eagerness blossoming within her.

"Maybe I could bring my husband along if that's alright?" Angelina suggested.

A grin crossed his face before he composed himself and replied, "Of course, Angelina. Your husband is welcome to join our sessions if that is what you desire."

"Thank you, sir," Angelina said as she prepared to leave. Before she could open the door, Dr. Presiel stopped her by wrapping his arms around her and touching her breasts. Angelina shivered at the unexpected touch and let out a soft moan.

Retreating his arms Dr presiel waved her goodbye.

A week later, Angelina showed up to therapy with her husband. As she arrived at the session, Dr. Presiel warmly greeted them. He noticed Angelina's husband seemed stiff and his eyes appeared glazed over, suggesting that Angelina had used the imperius curse to bring him there.

Entering his office, both Angelina and George took a seat on the couch. Dr. Presiel settled into his chair and asked, "Did you use the curse like we discussed?" His question lingered in the air, creating tension in the room. Angelina shifted uncomfortably on the couch, avoiding eye contact with Dr. Presiel as she hesitated to respond. "Look at me." His voice is commanding.

Angelina slowly raised her gaze to meet Dr. Presiel's intense stare. She felt a wave of unease wash over her as she struggled to find the right words. "Yes, I... I used it," she finally admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Good job," Dr. Presiel said, pleased with Angelina's admission. He leaned back in his chair, a smug smile on his lips. "I knew you could do it, Angelina," he purred, eyes gleaming with approval. "Now let's fulfill that deep dark desire of yours." He grabbed a pocket watch and swung it before George, implanting deep subconscious suggestions in his mind.

"Release him from the curse Angelina." Dr. Presiel commanded, With a deep breath, she focused her thoughts and lifted the imperius curse from her husband George.

"Bind him against the wall pet." Dr. Presiel commanded Angelina. Angelina quickly used her wand to transfigure some binds and secure George against the wall. After securing George against the wall, Angelina felt a mix of excitement and guilt coursing through her. Dr. Presiel observed with satisfaction as Angelina followed his commands, relishing in the power he held over both her and her husband.

As George struggled against the binds, "Angelina what are you doing?"

Dr. Presiel continued to watch the scene unfold with a sinister grin, reveling in the control he had over Angelina and George. Ignoring George's plea, he turned his attention back to Angelina. "Now, my dear, let's explore those desires you've been suppressing for so long," he said, his voice dripping with manipulation.

His hand went to Angelina's wide hips Angelina's heart raced as Dr. Presiel's hand moved to her hips, sending a shiver down her spine. With a mix of fear and longing, she found herself unable to resist as Dr. Presiel guided her closer. "Angelina!" she heard George shout.

"Make handcuffs for me to tie you up with," Dr. Presiel commanded Angelina. Angelina's hands trembled as she summoned the handcuffs with a flick of her wand, feeling a sense of dread creeping in. She hesitated for a moment, glancing at George with sorrow in her eyes before complying with Dr. Presiel's command.

Dr. Presiel grabbed Angelina by her wrists and secured her tightly to his desk, spreading out her arms to each leg of the desk. Angelina's mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions as she found herself bound to Dr. Presiel's desk, her husband George watching in horror. The thrill of exploring forbidden desires under Dr. Presiel's influence clouded her judgment.

Dr. Presiel grabbed Angelina's dress and ripped it open revealing her smooth, bare skin. Angelina gasped in shock and humiliation as her dress was torn apart, leaving her exposed and vulnerable before Dr. Presiel's gaze. His eyes gleamed with a twisted sense of satisfaction as he traced his fingers along her trembling form, relishing in the power he wielded over her. "Look at her, she's enjoying it." He taunted George

Angelina's heart pounded in her chest as she felt a wave of shame wash over her at Dr. Presiel's words. George's anguished cries only added to the turmoil brewing inside her as she fought against the overpowering influence that Dr. Presiel held over her.

Reaching for Angelina's core, Dr. Presiel touched her, feeling the wetness between her legs. He slowly started rubbing her, teasing Angelina while her husband watched from the wall tied and unable to do anything except watch.

"Tell angelina, tell you want this." Dr. Presiel said rubbing her folds.

"Keep going! Please continue," Angelina hissed, pushing her pussy against his hand for a deeper touch. The room was tense, filled with desire and betrayal.

As Angelina's body quivered with anticipation, Dr. Presiel leaned in closer, his breath hot against her ear. "Not yet," he whispered, a sly smile playing on his lips as relished in the control he had over her. Angelina's chest rose and fell rapidly as she struggled to contain the overwhelming desire that pulsed through her veins. The room was thick with tension, each moment stretching out into eternity as George's helpless gaze bore into her.

"Beg me for what you truly desire," Dr. Presiel commanded, his voice low and commanding. Angelina's mind raced as conflicting emotions warred within her. The weight of guilt pressed down on her as she felt the eyes of her husband boring into her soul, yet a primal need stirred deep within her at Dr. Presiel's touch.

"Fuck me!" Angelina's voice quivered with need as she finally gave in to the overwhelming desire that consumed her.

"I didn't hear you," Dr. Presiel smirked, toying with Angelina's desperation. The air crackled with tension as Angelina's plea lingered in the room, her desire echoing off the walls. George's heartache and helplessness intensified the illicit nature of their entanglement, adding a bitter edge to the charged atmosphere.

"FUCK me!" Angelina said louder this time.

Dr. Presiel shook his head, unconvinced. His eyes gleamed with twisted satisfaction as he continued to withhold what Angelina craved. "Please, sir, fuck me. Use all of my holes!" Angelina said. "Fuck me like my useless husband never could." The scene unfolded with a dark intensity, each word dripping with desire and betrayal.

The scene reached a crescendo as Dr. Presiel took control, his actions fueled by a mix of power and desire. With a predatory gleam in his eyes, he wasted no time in fulfilling Angelina's plea, dominating her completely in the dimly lit room.

Dr. Presiel quickly unbuckled his belt and dropped his trousers to the floor, revealing a bulge straining against his boxers. Angelina's breath caught at the sight; her eyes widened with anticipation and lust. His hands reached for the waistband of his boxers and pushed them down, unveiling his hardened length that stood proud and ready. Angelina's pulse quickened as she took in the sight before her, smirking as Dr. Presiel held out his rod, waving it in front of her face tauntingly.

"This is all you care about Angelina, isn't it? Your husband means nothing to you now," Dr. Presiel's words cut through the charged air like a knife, fueling the flames of desire and guilt that raged within Angelina. With each passing moment, she found herself slipping deeper into a world where only her primal urges and Dr. Presiel's dominance held sway.

"Kiss it," he commanded. Angelina leaned in to comply with Dr. Presiel's order, but he pulled back, relishing the control over her. He held his cock and began taunting Angelina by slapping it against her cheeks. The intensity of the scene grew as Dr. Presiel dominated Angelina more visibly. With each action, he exerted power and control, pushing Angelina deeper into a realm where desires and guilt intertwined in a tumultuous dance. As Dr. Presiel teased her with his hardened length, Angelina tried to kiss and lick it, her mouth open following his swinging cock.

Dr. Presiel examined the handcuffs restraining Angelina, her wrists pressed into the soft leather restraints. The dim light created shadows that danced on her skin, emphasizing her hips and breasts. "You've earned it." presenting his hard length infront of her waiting mouth.

Angelina quickly reacted, wrapping her lips around his meat. As Angelina's lips closed around Dr. Presiel's hardened length, a shiver of pleasure ran down his spine. The sensation of her warm mouth enveloping him sent a surge of desire through his body, fueling the primal urge to dominate and possess her completely. With each flick of her tongue and gentle suck, Angelina surrendered herself to him, lost in the intoxicating mix of lust and submission.

"Look at her, She's a great cock sucking whore." Dr. Presiel said, looking over his shoulder. "Arrgghh yes that's it." he grunted as Angelina arched her back and took him deeper, her eyes locked with his. The power dynamics between them were palpable, each feeding off the other's desires and needs. Dr. Presiel's grip tightened on Angelina's hair as he guided her movements, setting the pace.

“Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!” he felt Angelina’s throat tighten around him, her gagging sounds only adding to the intensity of the moment. Dr. Presiel was loving the control he held over Angelina, relishing every gasp and moan that escaped her lips.

Dr. Presiel pulled his cock back from Angelina, which was covered in her saliva. He reached forward and unlocked Angelina's handcuffs, releasing her from the sitting position on the floor. "Bend over," he commanded.

As Angelina complied with Dr. Presiel's command, she felt a mix of anticipation and excitement building within her. The air was thick with tension as she positioned herself before him, offering herself up for whatever he desired next. With a firm hand on her hip, Dr. Presiel guided her movements, his touch sending a thrill down her spine.

"Beg in front of your husband for me to fuck you." Dr. Presiel commanded slapping her left cheek hard, sending it reeling. Angelina winced at the sharp sting, her skin tingling with a mix of pain and pleasure. She turned her gaze towards her husband, who watched with a mixture of shock and horror.

Biting her lip Angelina finally responded after Dr. Presiel slapped her ass a second time. "Please Dr. Presiel, I beg you to fuck me in front of my husband," she said, "Fuck me hard and make me yours." The words hung heavy in the air, charged with a mix of taboo desire and forbidden lust. Dr. Presiel's eyes gleamed with satisfaction as he positioned himself behind Angelina, ready to claim her in front of her husband.

As Dr. Presiel positioned himself behind Angelina, ready to fulfill her plea, the room seemed to hum with anticipation. Every breath was heavy with desire and every movement charged with electricity. With a swift motion, he entered her, causing Angelina to gasp as she felt the fullness of him inside her. The scene intensified as Dr. Presiel's movements increased steadily, each thrust sending waves of pleasure coursing through Angelina. Her body responded eagerly to his touch, her moans blending with the sound of their bodies meeting in a primal rhythm.

"Ahh, yes! Finally!" Angelina moaned as her body shook violently in sync with Dr. Presiel's thrust.

"You like? You enjoy being fucked in front of your husband." - Dr. Presiel

"Y-Yes I love it!" Angelina said.

"Tell me why you love it so much, and why your husband could never give you this pleasure," said Dr. Presiel.

Angelina's mind raced as she struggled to articulate the whirlwind of emotions and sensations coursing through her. "I love it because you make me feel desired in a way I've never experienced before," she confessed, her voice trembling with raw honesty. "My husband could never give me this pleasure because he lacks the passion and intensity that you possess. With you, I feel alive and consumed by a fire that burns deep within me."

As the intensity between Angelina and Dr. Presiel reached its peak, her husband's presence seemed to fade into the background, a mere spectator to the raw passion unfolding before him. Each moment was a symphony of desire and fulfillment, with Angelina surrendering herself completely to Dr. Presiel's commanding presence.

The room was filled with tension as Dr. Presiel moved urgently, pushing Angelina to the brink of ecstasy. Her body arched in pleasure, her cries mixing with their fervent coupling. Angelina finally reached orgasm, experiencing pure bliss as her body trembled with release. Dr. Presiel held her close, he himself cumming with a guttural groan of satisfaction.

After leaving Angelina's room, he snapped his fingers and put the couple back into a trance. "You will forget this ever happened," Dr. Presiel told George. "Angelina, you will remember everything that occurred and desire another session of me being intimate with you in front of your husband," Dr. Presiel said looking down at the gorgeous woman.

"After I bring you both out of a trance, you will be happy Angelina's therapy is going so well and go on to your day. Fix yourselves up," he commanded.

Angelina quickly tried to clean herself up, freeing George from his binds, and both sat in the chair where they started before snapping his fingers to bring them out of their trance.

As the couple emerged from their trance, George looked at Angelina with a sense of confusion, while Angelina's eyes sparkled with a newfound desire. She felt a rush of excitement at the thought of another session with Dr. Presiel, eager to explore the depths of passion and pleasure that he had awakened within her.

"Thank you so much." Angelina said. As George and Angelina left Dr. Presiel's office, a sense of bewilderment lingered in the air. George couldn't shake off the feeling that something unusual had transpired during their session, but he couldn't quite grasp what it was. On the other, Angelina was filled with anticipation and longing for her next encounter with Dr. Presiel, eager to delve deeper into the newfound sensations he had ignited within her.