Monday morning, Sarah called off at the diner. The Supervisor got pissed off and fired her. Sarah didn't care that much, since one of Mr. Birk's friends wanted to hire her. Now the only thing left to do, was make an appointment with a psychiatrist.
Sarah was able to get an afternoon appointment that same day. She arrived at the office of Doctor Blake. The secretary had Sarah fill out some paper work, she was the last patient to be seen.
Sarah thumbed through a magazine waiting for her turn. After a few people were seen, the secretary walked over to Sarah.
"Sarah Vanhorn, the doctor will see you now. Just walk right in, he's waiting."
"Thank you."
Sarah replied, as she stood to make her way to the room. She walked in an closed the solid oak door. Doctor Blake stood up from his chair.
"Hello Sarah, I'm Doctor Blake. Please, lie down on the sofa and relax. I want you to tell me what troubles you. Why are you here?"
"Hello. Ah,... yes, yes, I'd like to lie down. I'm not sure where to begin or how to start. I'm a little nervous."
Sarah said, as she sat down on the big leather sofa.
Doctor Blake dimmed the lights and lit an aroma therapy candle. He then turned on a very soft and relaxing music. Sarah made herself comfortable and closed her eyes.
"Well,... Doctor,... I started getting these,.... feelings. I'm not sure why I get them, that's why I'm here."
"What kind of feelings Sarah? I need for you to be very open and specific with me."
Sarah took a deep breath and got a little more comfortable, before telling the doctor about her problem.
"Doctor,.... they're sexual,... feelings. I can't explain it, something happens to me every time that I see a man's cock. I get so unbelievably horny, but I love to be taken rough. Doctor,... am I,... am I sick?"
Doctor Blake sat in his chair looking at Sarah as she spoke. Hearing her say those thing and the way she was dressed made his cock harden. Sarah wore a blue button down blouse, black mini skirt and black heels, which accented her tanned and toned long legs.
"Ah hum, excuse me Sarah, I needed to clear my throat. No, absolutely not. That does not make you sick at all, but I need for you to go back and tell me when this all started. Tell me about your Father, did he ever abuse you? How did he discipline you?"
"No, I was never sexually abused,.... by my Father. When I was bad, he would put me over his knee and spank me. Then when I got older, he would have me pull my panty's down and bend over for him to,... ah,.... spank,... me." Sarah said, as she felt her pussy get wet.
"Sarah, you paused about being sexually abuse. You were sexually abused Sarah, isn't that right? Who Sarah? Who abused you?" Doctor Blake said, as he rubbed his cock through his slacks.
Sarah's voice quivered.
"Y,...yes. Yes doctor I was, but not by my Daddy. I was walking home from work one night when I was,... gang raped. Five men took turns on me. They tore open my uniform, ripped my panty's from me and,... and, raped me. I couldn't understand why, but I,... loved,... it. I fucking loved being held down, my clothes ripped from my body and fucked. I never told anyone, but I had such an orgasm when they were taking turns on me."
The doctor was surprised by this.
"Please Sarah, please continue?"
"During the rape, the attackers stole my money. It was all the money that I had, and the fucking rent was due that same week. Well, my landlord came to collect what I didn't have, so I sucked his cock and agreed to work off what I owe. When he came in my mouth,... mmmm,... that fucking tasted so good, if only I had more."
"Is that all, Sarah?"
"No, not yet. Mr. Birk had a party and he had me serve drinks. I took a break and went outside. To make a long story short, I gave some guy a blowjob. Turns out he's the same guy that offered me a job. That's it."
Doctor Blake sat for a moment, thinking about everything that he had just heard.
"Sarah, I believe your craving for roughness stems from when you were spanked by your Father. I noticed the way you spoke of it, that you enjoyed it. As far as getting certain feelings when you see a cock, I think that you're just a nymphomaniac."
"You mean, I'm a slut?"
"In a nutshell, yes Sarah, your a cock loving slut."
Sarah pulled up her mini skirt and exposed her pantyless pussy, as she reached down to rub it.
