Ginny Weasley x Therapist One-shot (Patreon)

Ginny Weasley x Therapist (muggle therapy)

Side Note: Let me know if my stories should contain images like this, also I put a bold text for a specific kink let me know if I should always do this for any certain kink.

Ginny gets sent to a hypnotherapy after failing during the quidditch finals.

“So Ginny, I think it would be best for you to go here.” Beth said. “I think he can really help you overcome your anxiety.” she explained.

“I doubt it. Why would a muggle man help me overcome my fear when there are perfectly capable wizards or witches?” Ginny said with a hint of doubt in her voice. Last season during the finals of the quidditch cup Ginny missed a crucial throw which ended up making the holyhead harpies lose the final.

“Just give it a shot, many of your teammates had the same doubt but it helped greatly with their fears and issues.” Beth explained with a smile. Giny shrugged holding the piece of parchment she had been given with the address on it.

Later.

Ginny walked down the same old london on her way over to a muggle place, she still found it weird a normal muggle man could help so many magical people with their problems since he can’t do any actual magic. Beth explained to her he is a muggle hypnotist. because of all the secrecy with magic and muggles her back story was mostly about being a professional business woman overworked not being able to reach her goals.

Entering the office Ginny walked over to the secretary who smiled at her. “What can I do for you?” the woman asked her nicely.

“I have an appoimtent with doctor Presiel.” Ginny said, a little nervous.

“name?” the woman asked ginny.

“Evans.” Ginny said it was kinda ironic that her cover name was the lastname of her boyfriend's mother.

“Yes right there. Why don’t you take a seat i'll let the doctor know you right on time, in the meantime would like something to drink?” the woman said leaving her desk.

“No thank you.” Ginyn replied sitting in a chair, legs crossed.

“Doctor Presiel is almost ready for you in just a moment.” the secretary said, sitting back behind her desk. Ginny nodded and waited for the man. A few moments later a man approaches Ginny wearing a nice suit.

“Miss Evans?” he asked, looking at her. Ginny nodded. “Great, follow me.” holding open the door for her Ginny walked in the room. “take a seat.” he said, gesturing over to a chair opposite of his desk. Ginny sat down looking at the man who seemed to be looking over a file. “my secretary has been in contact with one of your collega’s at the company explaining the situation to her and compiling a file for me to work with.” he said with a sincer smile. “Don’t worry you're not the first one and won't be the last one with issues regarding their work life.”

Ginny wasn’t convinced how a muggle man could fix her issues if he wasn’t even allowed to know the full extent of her issues regarding quidditch. “You don’t seem to be convinced, I can understand that, many people actually do.” putting some papers away. “Would you like to start right away or would you like to talk a bit more?”

“I think it’s best if I just give it a try and if it doesn’t work I'll wish you a nice day.” Ginny said. a little dismissively, Presiel smiled.

“Of course. Why don’t you sit down in the chaise longue get comfortable . It works best if you're comfortable.” he said, rolling his chair over to her. Ginny looked at him doubtful as she noticed him holding a simple pendant with a pocket watch attached to it. “i know it’s rather cliche but it works best for me.” he said witha little chuckle.

He held out the pocket watch from his hand, gently releasing it until it snapped into position with the chain gracefully hanging down. Mr. Presiel, with a deliberate and almost mesmerizing motion, slowly dangled the watch in front of Ginny's eyes. "Just follow the elegant pendulum as it swings back and forth," he instructed her.

Ginny responded with a hint of skepticism in her voice, clearly unconvinced by Mr. Presiel's attempt to captivate her attention. Her tone bordered on mockery as she replied, "Sure."

Undeterred by Ginny's skepticism, Mr. Presiel continued to swing the pocket watch back and forth in front of her eyes. The rhythmic motion of the pendulum began to draw Ginny's gaze, causing her eyes to follow its path with increasing focus.

"Follow the pendulem miss Evans." he said, wathcing Ginny from the corner of his eyes keeping a close watch on her state.

As Ginny's gaze became fixed on the swaying pendulum, Mr. Presiel began to speak in a soothing and melodic tone. He carefully chose his words, aiming to guide her into a state of relaxation and receptiveness.

Ginny started to lay more into the chair, letting it fully carry her weight her body began to relax as Mr. Presiel's voice washed over her, his words lulling her into a state of calmness. With each swing of the pendulum, Ginny felt herself drifting deeper into a trance-like state.

"Miss Evans, how do you feel?" he asked Ginny.

"sleepy." Ginny replied. breathing heavy.

Mr. Presiel nodded, satisfied with Ginny's response. He could see that she was beginning to enter a state of deep relaxation, which would make her more open to suggestions. With a gentle smile on his face, he continued to speak in his soothing voice.

"Do you like hearing my voice?" he asked.

"No." Ginny replied honestly. He looked at her with a bit of a grin.

"You will love hearing my voice Ginny." He said to her.

"love.. hearing.. your... voice..." Ginny repeated, her voice trailing off as she fell deeper into the hypnotic state. Mr. Presiel knew that establishing rapport and trust was crucial in the process of hypnosis, and he was confident that Ginny would soon become more receptive to his suggestions.

"You love following my suggestions don't you." he asked Ginny, his voice filled with confidence and authority.

Ginny's response was immediate and filled with conviction. "Yes, I love following your suggestions," she replied, her voice now soft and obedient. Mr Presiel continued to deepen Ginny trance, carefully guiding her to a state of complete relaxation and receptiveness. knew that her willingness to his suggestions would be key to achieving the desired outcome.

"I know who you are, Ginny," he said suddenly.

"Do you know what I'm talking about?" Ginny shook her head. "I know you're a witch," Mr. Presiel stated calmly.

"I learned about your world when I had an appointment with one of your colleagues, Bethany." he revealed, Mr Presiel continued to speak in a calm and reassuring tone, words carrying a sense of understanding and acceptance.

“It's rather funny for some reason I can hypnotize witches like you but I can’t do the same to any normal person.” He explained. “For some reason you people are very susceptible to it.”

"Bethany and I had a lovely session, she told me all about her life." he went on. "This is how I helped so many of your colleagues, I hypnotized Bethany into recommending all of the holyhead harpies to me so I can hypnotize each and everyone of you into my own personal harem." At Ginny's mention of being a witch, Mr. Presiel's calm and reassuring tone suddenly shifted. His true intentions were revealed, and his words became filled with a sense of manipulation and control. He explained how he had used hypnosis on Bethany, one of Ginny's colleagues, to gain access to the magical world and manipulate its inhabitants for his own personal desires.

"Would you want to be part of my Harem Ginny?" he asked her knowing she couldn’t resist.

"Yes... I... want.... to... part... you're... harem..." Ginny said. Ginny's voice trembled as she spoke, her words reflecting the deepening hold Mr. Presiel had over her. As Mr. Presiel continued to exert his control over her.

"good very good." He said with a grin. mr. Presiel simply watched the beautiful red haired woman lay on his chair. "Stand up for me Ginny."

"Yes sir." She complied immediately as Ginny stood up, Mr. Presiel's grin widened. He knew that his power over her was growing stronger with each passing moment. "Now, Ginny," he said in a commanding tone, "I want to do something for me."

"Anything." She replied.

"Strip for me," he commanded. Ginny hesitated for a moment, her mind conflicted between her own desires and the control Mr. Presiel had over her. But ultimately, his command was too powerful to resist. Slowly, she began to remove her clothing, feeling a mix of vulnerability and arousal as each piece fell to the. "And do it sexy."

Ginny started to sway on the beat inside her head slowly underssing herself infront of him. First her white blouse went exposing pale freckled skin and black lacy bra then, she unbuttoned her jeans and slid them down her legs, revealing a matching pair of black lace panties. Ginny's movements were deliberate and sensual, as if she was putting on a private show for Mr Presiel's eyes only. Her fiery red hair cascaded down her shoulders.

"turn around," he ordered.

Ginny obediently turned around, her back facing Mr. Presiel. Slowly, she swayed her hips from side to side, accentuating the curves of her body. Her hands trailed up her sides and over the swell of her breasts before sliding down to rest on her hips.

"bend over," he commanded. The power of Mr. Presiel's control compelled her to obey without question. Slowly, she bent over at the waist, presenting her round and firm buttocks to him.

Mr. Presiel's eyes locked onto Ginny's exposed backside, his desire growing with each passing moment. He reached out and ran a hand over her smooth skin, relishing in the sensation of power and control that coursed through him. Ginny trembled under his touch, feeling a mix of anticipation and vulnerability as she waited for his next command.

"Turn back and face me," he commanded. Ginny straightened up, turning to face Mr. Presiel once again. "continue on with stripping." Ginny continued to undress, her movements becoming even more seductive as she removed her bra and panties. She stood before Mr. Presiel completely naked, feeling a surge of both excitement and apprehension. Her body glistened with a light sheen of sweat, adding to the allure.

"Absolutly stunning." he said. "I knew you were pretty but bethany's pictures didn't do you justice i can tell you that." Ginny stood obediently waiting before him completely naked as he spoke.

Mr. Presiel took a moment to appreciate Ginny's naked form before him, his eyes roaming over every curve and contour of her body. He could feel the anticipation building within him, knowing that he had complete control over her at this moment. He reached out and gently traced his fingers along her jawline, savoring the softness of her skin.

He leaned in closer, his lips grazing Ginny's ear as he whispered, "You're mine now. Completely and utterly mine." The words sent a shiver down her spine, a mixture of submission and excitement coursing through her veins. She could feel the power dynamic shifting between them, as Mr. Presiel asserted his dominance over her.

"Yes sir." Ginny replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

Ginny's response echoed in the room, her submission palpable. Mr. Presiel smiled, pleased with her obedience. He took a step back to admire the sight before him - Ginny standing naked and vulnerable, ready to fulfill his every desire.

"Remove my belt and get me out of these pants and boxers." he commanded Ginny nodded, her eyes fixed on Mr. Presiel as she reached out and unfastened his belt. She could feel the weight of his authority in that simple act, knowing that she was fulfilling his desires. With a steady hand, she pulled down his pants and boxers, revealing his hardened length.

"Suck it." Ginny's heart raced as she heard Mr. Presiel's command. Desire to please him outweighed her mind, and she obediently dropped to her knees in front of him.

Ginny's lips parted as she took Mr. Presiel's throbbing member into her mouth, relishing in the taste and texture. She used her tongue to explore every inch, eliciting moans of pleasure from him. As she continued to suck and tease, Ginny could feel her own arousal growing with each passing moment.

"ohhh yes that's nice." Ginny continued to pleasure Mr. Presiel with her mouth, using her lips and tongue to bring him closer to the edge of ecstasy. She could feel his hands in her hair, guiding her movements and exerting control over her actions. The power dynamic between them fueled Ginny's desire to please him even more.

"Use your tongue." He commanded her Ginny obediently followed Mr. Presiel's command, swirling her tongue around his throbbing length as she continued to pleasure him with her mouth. She could feel the intensity building within him, his moans growing louder and more desperate with each passing moment.

"Suck it, worship my cock." Ginny's heart raced as she heard Mr. Presiel's command. She knew that her ultimate goal was to please him, and she eagerly followed his instructions. With a combination of suction, swirling motions, and deep throating, Ginny worshiped Mr. Presiel's cock with fervor.

"Such a good girl." He said smiling as he looked down at the stunning redhead worshipping his cock at that moment, Mr. Presiel could no longer contain his desire. He gently pulled Ginny up from her kneeling position and led her to the nearby chaise longue.

As they settled onto the chaise longue, Mr. Presiel's hands roamed over Ginny's body, exploring every curve and eliciting shivers of pleasure. He marveled at her beauty and submissiveness, knowing that she was completely under his control.

"im going to fuck you Ginny." he said is a mather of fact. "I’m going to fuck you so hard you’ll be addicted to my cock." he was programming Ginny's mind as he was using her. As he positioned himself between her legs, Ginny eagerly spread them wide, offering herself to him willingly.

"Fuck me please." Mr. Presiel wasted no time in fulfilling Ginny's request. He positioned himself at her entrance and slowly pushed inside, savoring the feeling of her tightness enveloping him. With each thrust, their bodies moved in perfect sync, creating a rhythm that sent waves of pleasure coursing through both of them.

"I'm here to help my clients." he said mockingly at that moment.

"Fuck your thight!" He said thrusting Ginny moaned in response to Mr. Presiel's words. Ginny's moans grew louder as Mr. Presiel continued to thrust into her, his words fueling her desire and submission. The room was filled with the sounds of their passionate encounter, the chaise longue creaking beneath them as they moved together in perfect harmony.

Pooling out of Ginny he looked over his hypnotized fuck pet. Her ass pointed right at him. "Have you ever been fucked in the ass Ginny?" Ginny shook her head.

"No sir, never. I don't like anal sex it feels weird." she said. He looked at her with a grin.

"You love anal you love nothing more for me to stick my cock in your beautiful bottom." mr. Presiel said with great joy. Ginny nodded along with his suggestion every word made her agree more. getting his fingers lubed up he placed them near her asshole.

At that moment, Mr. Presiel could see the hesitation in Ginny's eyes as he prepared to explore new territory with her. He leaned in close and whispered reassuringly, "Trust me, Ginny. I know what's best for you." His words had a calming effect on her, easing her worries and allowing her to fully surrender to his desires.

As Mr. Presiel slowly pushed one finger into Ginny's asshole, she let out a gasp of surprise mixed with pleasure. The sensation was new to her. With each gentle movement of his finger, Ginny's body responded with a mixture of pleasure and anticipation. "Here goes another one."

Mr. Presiel continued to work his way into Ginny's tight asshole, adding another finger. Ginny moaned and squirmed beneath him, her body adjusting to the new sensation. Mr. Presiel could feel her walls clenching around his fingers, a sign that she was enjoying this newfound pleasure.

As Ginny's body began to relax and adjust to the sensation, Mr. Presiel could tell that she was ready for more. He withdrew his fingers and reached for a bottle of lubricant nearby. Applying a generous amount to both his cock and Ginny's ass, he positioned himself at her entrance.

"Here it comes Ginny," he said.

With a steady and controlled motion, Mr. Presiel slowly pushed his cock into Ginny's tight asshole. She let out a mixture of pleasure and discomfort as he filled her, her body stretching to accommodate him. Mr. Presiel maintained a gentle and deliberate pace, allowing Ginny time to adjust to the new sensation.

He could feel the heat and tightness of Ginny's ass as he moved in and out, each thrust bringing them both closer to a state of pure ecstasy.

Taking a hold of Ginny's lovely red hair he made a makeshift ponytail. having a good grip on her hair and one hand on her bum he pulled her closer to him, deepening their connection. Ginny's moans grew louder as Mr. Presiel increased his pace, driving himself deeper into her with each thrust.

"You love this don't you?" he said, thrusting inside of her bum harder each time.

"YESSS! I love it, I love it." Ginny moaned.

"That's what I thought." He said with a bit of glee whuile still fucking her from behind. "beg me for more." he said slowly stopping his movements Ginny, lost in the pleasure and submission she felt, eagerly complied with Mr. Presiel's demand.

"Please, sir," she whispered breathlessly, her voice filled with desire. "I need more of you. Please fuck me harder."

Ginny's plea seemed to ignite a fire within Mr. Presiel, as he increased his speed and intensity. The sound of their bodies colliding filled the room, mingling with Ginny's moans of pleasure and Mr. Presiel's grunts of satisfaction.

"YESSS! FUCK YESSSS!!!!" Ginny screamed in ecstasy.

"I'm about to come red." he said, pulling his cock out of her ass. "on you back" he commanded her, Ginny quickly obeyed, flipping onto her back and eagerly awaiting Mr. Presiel's next move. He positioned himself between her legs, his cock throbbing with anticipation. Without hesitation, he thrust back into Ginny, this time aiming for her wet and eager pussy.

"Here it comes." he said, pulling out of her pussy and stroking his cock aiming for her chest and face. Ginny waited eagerly for his load. Groaning in lust Mr Presiel came blasting his load all over Ginny's body. Ginny moaned in joy at the feeling of his hot spunk getting all ove rher body.

Standing a bit on shaky legs Mr Presiel walked back to his chair and sat down in it. "use magic to clean yourself up, then come here and clean me up with your mouth." he ordered.

Ginny used her magic to get rid of all the come and walked over to Mr Presiel in his chair. "No crawl." At Mr. Presiel's command, Ginny obediently got down on her hands and knees and crawled towards him. Her body glistened with the remnants of their passionate encounter as she made her way to him.

Ginny got inbetween his legs and started to lap at his cock cleaning up all the remnants of their passionate encounter. She used her tongue to lick every inch, savoring the taste of him on her lips. Mr. Presiel watched with a satisfied smirk as Ginny eagerly cleaned him up, taking pleasure in her submission.

As Ginny continued to clean Mr. Presiel with her mouth, he couldn't help but feel a sense of power and dominance over her. It excited him to see how eager she was to please him, willing to do anything he commanded without question. He ran his fingers through her hair, guiding her movements and reveling in the control he had over her.

Mr. Presiel leaned back in his chair, enjoying the sensation of Ginny's mouth on him. He could feel himself growing hard again as she expertly worked her tongue over every inch of his cock. Her submissive position and eagerness to please only fueled his desire for her.

Foot-fetish Part Start.

"Get on the desk." He commanded. Ginny immediately obeyed, getting up from her position on the floor and climbing onto Mr. Presiel's desk. "Get those lovely feet on my cock and give me a footjob."

Ginny positioned herself on the desk, her feet dangling over the edge. She reached down and wrapped her delicate toes around Mr. Presiel's throbbing cock.

Mr. Presiel watched with anticipation as Ginny's feet began to stroke his cock, her toes gliding up and down his shaft. The sensation of her soft skin against him sent waves of pleasure through his body. He could feel himself getting harder with each touch.

"You're doing great, have you done this before?" Mr. Presiel asked, his voice filled with a mix of curiosity and satisfaction.

"Yes sir." Ginny replied, her voice filled with a mix of obedience and confidence. She continued to use her feet to stroke Mr. Presiel's cock, applying just the right amount of pressure and rhythm to bring him pleasure.

As Ginny continued to expertly give Mr. Presiel a foot, he couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement at her and confidence. He watched as her delicate toes worked there, stroking up and his shaft with precision. The was unlike anything he had before, the combination of her soft skin and the rhythmic movements sending pleasure through his body.

"Here comes another one red."

Mr. Presiel groaned, feeling the familiar tightening in his groin as Ginny's skilled feet continued to stroke him. He could feel his release building, and he knew it wouldn't be long before he reached his climax. The anticipation only heightened the pleasure coursing through his body.

leaving her feet he quickly stood on his feet. "Hold out your feet for me." he commanded, stroking his cock.

Ginny obediently held out her feet, offering them to Mr. Presiel. He took a moment to appreciate the sight before him, her delicate toes and soft skin beckoning him closer. With one hand still stroking his cock, he shot another load this time over her feet Mr. Presiel watched as his cum landed on Ginny's feet, coating them in a sticky mess.

"Lick them clean." Ginny looked down at her cum-covered feet, feeling a mix of excitement and submission. Without hesitation, she leaned forward and stuck out her tongue, slowly licking the sticky mess off of her own skin. The taste was salty and slightly bitter, but she didn't mind. She knew that pleasing Mr. Presiel meant doing whatever he desired.

"good girl," Mr. Presiel praised, his voice filled with satisfaction and dominance. Ginny continued to obediently lick her cum-covered feet, cleaning them thoroughly as she followed his command. She took her time, savoring the taste and sensation of her own submission.

After Ginny had finished licking her cum-covered feet clean, Mr. Presiel looked down at her with a satisfied smile. He could see the devotion and obedience in her eyes.

Foot-fetish part End.

"This was a great session Ginny." he said getting dressed while Ginny still sat on his desk completely naked. "get dressed darling." Ginny quickly gathered her clothes and began dressing herself, As she buttoned up her shirt and pulled on her skirt, Mr. Presiel watched her with a sense of pride. "i'll be keeping these." he said pointing at her knickers Ginny nodded, she handed them over without hesitation.

"sit back in the chair Ginny."

Ginny you will forget any pain or discomfort from getting fucked today. It will now seem perfectly normal to get fucked in your ass, mouth or pussy any day by Mr. Presiel. You will not feel any claim on Mr. Presiel. Mr. Presiel is just your therapist and has a holy penis that can fuck you any time it wants. If Mr. Presiel asks to fuck your ass, you will let Mr. Presiel fuck it. If Mr. Presiel asks to fuck your pussy, you will let Mr. Presiel fuck your pussy. If Mr. Presiel asks to fuck your mouth and throat, you will suck and lick Mr. Presiel's penis and let him put it down your throat, until you can take it down your throat yourself.. You will shop for panties that can easily be pulled aside under your skirt to let Mr. Presiel fuck your ass or pussy. You will wear no makeup that can be messed up if Mr. Presiel fucking your throat causes you to tear up. Mr. Presiel has exclusive rights to fuck any part of your body Mr. Presiel wants until he tells you other people can fuck it as well and Mr. Presiel can exercise this right any time and any wear Mr. Presiel wants, and you will not question it. You will simply allow Mr. Presiel to do so. You will make sure to use the restroom and clean up after each time Mr. Presiel fucks your ass or pussy. You will swallow all of the cum Mr. Presiel puts in your mouth." He ingrained in her.

Mr Presiel reinforced her desire to keep it private, then before she brought her out. "You will discreatly try to convicen one of your prettiest friends to come and see me for a hypnotic therapy session." he added. After reinforcing Ginny's desires to keep their arrangement private, Mr. Presiel instructed her to discreetly try and convince one of her prettiest friends to come and see him for a hypnotic therapy session. This instruction emphasized the importance of maintaining secrecy around their relationship and further solidified Mr. Presiel's control over Ginny's actions.

As Ginny woke up from her trance, she found herself back in the chaise longue where she had started. The room felt familiar yet different, as if something had shifted within her. She took a moment to gather her thoughts and process what had just happened during the hypnosis session with Mr. Presiel.

Ginny realized that she now had a deep desire to please Mr. Presiel and fulfill his every command. She understood that he had complete control over her body and that she was expected to obey without question. The thought of being used by him in any way he desired excited her, despite the explicit nature of his instructions.

"How do you feel miss Evans?" Ginny looked up at Mr. Presiel, still feeling a bit disoriented from the trance. She took a deep breath and replied, "I feel... different. Like something has changed within me."

Mr. Presiel nodded, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "That's because something has changed, Ginny," he said softly. "I have awakened a deep desire within you to please me and fulfill my every command. You now understand that I have complete control over your body, and it is your duty to obey without question."

Ginny's heart raced as she absorbed Mr. Presiel's words. The realization of her newfound submission both thrilled and terrified her. She couldn't deny the intense excitement that pulsed through her veins, but a small voice in the back of her mind questioned the ethics and morality of their arrangement.

"You're right, I do want to obey you." Ginny said, nodding.

Mr. Presiel smiled, pleased with Ginny's response. "Very good, Ginny," he said approvingly. "Your willingness to obey is a testament to the power of hypnosis and our unique connection." He leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. "Remember, this arrangement is our little secret. No one else must know about it."

Ginny nodded again. Mr. Presiel showed Ginny the door as Mr. Presiel led Ginny towards the door, he reminded her once again. "Remember, Ginny," he said in a low voice, "You me hypnotized fuck pet." Ginny nodded. mr. Presiel grinned and gave her butt a smack before opening the door Ginny stepped out of the room, her cheeks red from the smack on her butt. She couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness as she walked away. The realization that she was now Mr. Presiel's hypnotized "fuck pet" lingered in her mind.

“Jennifer.” Mr. Presiel said his secretary’s name. “Schedule miss evans another session next week.” Ginny wasn’t going to argue that he basically forced her to come again. He knew better of course.

“Of course.” Jennifer said, writing up a note ready to give Ginny.

“Jennifer will handle the rest, have a nice day miss Evans.” Mr. Presiel said with a smile.