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                            Chapter Thirty-Two: Unprofessional Consequence

He got in his car turning on the music to try and drowned out his own mind; as soon as he started out the window all the doubts that had been plaguing him hit him.  What if she really didn't need the apology, what if this played into her hand with each thought he got even more agitated, so much so that he almost called the doctor's office to cancel.  She had called him in, he hadn't made this appointment so he decided against it.  Skidding across one of the curbs to come face to face with the building she was in he began to pace, and talk to himself as he signed in the secretary gave him an odd look but said nothing.  Soon enough he was back there and before he could begin she cut him off

"Caleb, I think I have to recommend you to another psychiatrist"

"I-wait what?" he said taken aback by this

"You're actions last week, were a little too comfortable with me Caleb, I would rather you started seeing someone else for your care"

He let her words sink in looking around the room for anything he tried his best to find the words he wanted; failing he leaned back in the chair and resigned his fate "Who?" he said mournfully

She scribbled a name down on her pad and told him where to go but he doubted he would, he doubted anybody would really understand.  Now not only did he have the thoughts about Ophelia someone he thought he would never think about after the apology but the thoughts about this doctor, whom he had imparted secrets upon, turning him aside like a rabid pup, his blood started to boiling as he stood there

'Why?"

"Why what, Mr. Brown?"

"Why are you turning me away Dr Crane?"

"You're interest into me is that of an unprofessional nature" she said looking over her glasses at him,

"And I don't think you could hide that very well Caleb, that is why I suggest the new doctor"

"But, I….fuck I do one good thing I apologize to her…"

"To who?"

'To Ophelia, it seems Sage..uh Malvina I mean decided to take up my case with her in the way of beating the crap out of her."

"Ah is that right; I hadn't heard from her and I couldn't very well discuss her case with you, but this is an interesting development.  You can discuss this with me but this will be your last consultation from me Mr Brown I still feel you need to see another Doctor, if not for the simple fact that you are attracted to me then by all means because of the fact that your attraction to me is a distraction… do you understand?" she said wrapping her fingers on the desk as he nodded "Good now continue"
He continued talking about what happened between Sage and Ophelia, then how he apologized to her at the hospital; Airi listened intently even though she was obviously uncomforted by his presence, her eyes flickered with obvious worry when he r4eached for his pocket but it was only a nervous gesture on his part.  The therapist was worried because underneath the business suit that she was wearing; that was a very modest, cover all skin type outfit; scars crisscrossed her arms and the back of her legs.  She was ashamed as a doctor to have these scars but in truth when she was an adolescent it was the only way she could deal; she was thrust into college at an early age, learned at a faster pace than most but seemed almost nonexistent when it came to social skill; her friends constantly begged her to go out with them to the dance hall in pleasant but she couldn't be bothered, truth be told she had gone to Erotic Nightshade once or twice.  Caleb didn't know all of her secrets how he knew about the corset she didn't know but figured it had something to do with his open ability to admit his sexual desires.

In many ways Airi envied him, and as a matter of fact after that day she had fantasized about him running a blade lightly over her skin; not cutting but the feel of the metal of the blade against her skin. She controlled the shiver that went down her spine to where it was almost invisible.
Unbeknownst to the good doctor though, Caleb had noticed every action if not consciously then subconsciously, he didn't know what it was about Airi that turned him on so much, but she did.  He was glad he chose to wear loose fitting pants because he was sure if he hadn't she would've been able to see his manhood by now.  As he approached the end of his long talk Airi looked at him

"You are making progress, and faster than I thought you would Caleb, you seem to be starting to cope with the fact that what happened to your sister was not your fault, and the situation with Ophelia summed up nicely I think.  But you must remember that Sage isn't an easy case.  I can't share the details but let's just say she has the same protective tendencies as you; whereas you tend to sit back and watch people spiral, being there when they need you, Sage is a case where if she doesn't take action…" she caught herself realizing that while Caleb and Malvina were her patienst; she could not reveal the exact nature of things she had said.

"She feels a failure, sure I know doctor but sometimes it makes me feel as if she's calling me weak by doing this"

She only nodded for him to continue with the question, "Have you tried talking to her about it?"

"Yes, I have and she seems to ignore it" Caleb didn't feel the pressure any more.  Though he did feel what he knew to be desire; he bit down on it though because to take Airi like this would damage the plans in his head.  "I don't know what to do doc but I thank you for listening; I think I should be going though."

"If you feel the need to, don't think that I don't feel bad about this.  I quite enjoyed you as my patient; it's just I feel that the last session stepped over a boundary that I would never have thought you would cross." She scribbled down a name on a piece of paper and handed it to her now former patient "here's the name of a group; they're for anger management.  They meet twice a week at the Baptist church.  Don't look at me like that Caleb I know these people, for once they won't throw god in your face."

Caleb nodded and looked at her "I know it may be inappropriate but may I hug you?"
She physically tensed at the thought, she hated physical contact.  It wasn't that she didn't want to be touched but a life full of abuse and lonliness had turned her against physical touch.  She only nodded slightly as an answer though and Caleb took it upon himself to grasp her in a hug tightly.  Her body went completely rigid but she didn't say a word knowing he needed this as a form of release.

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As he left the parking lot he was thinking about her; she formed an enigma in his mind and stayed there since day one.  She was such a warm person in his mind yet she tensed at physical sentiments; she wore corsets, yet reacted in no one way or the other about his gory stories.  In truth she was the absolute best prospect; save for one thing, he didn't even know if she was into the thing he was into.
He kept thinking about it on the way home, thankfully he didn't get too engrossed into the thought; because he came close to a wreck when he was a mile away from his house.  The car was riding on the wrong side of the road and he barely swerved to miss it, his brain nearly fell over itself cursing the man out he stopped and looked back to see the man swrving and said "Well I'm glad I'm almost home!"

A little shaken by this he went into the house and laid down, closing his eyes for a nap.  A few hours later he was awakened by a knock at the door; he groggily got up and walked to his door.  He opened it surprised to see the ice blue eyes that were staring back at him; it took him a few seconds to realize who it was and then he said "To what do I owe this pleasure Becca?

"I decided to check up on you", the cooing voice of the mistress

"You think I can't take care of myself", or that Demeter isn't treating me right?"

"No on the latter part of that statement, and you're a man; men always need a strong woman to take care of them. Yet no, this is not what I came to talk to you about: she strode in like she owned the place the steel heels that she had on echoing strangely in his house.  The dominant woman that she is he had to look her over, she had not changed a single bit well except for now she was wearing a pair of black leather pants and a midnight almost navy blue corset.  Her arms were covered in a lace arm warmers she turned around and smiled at him "Enjoying the view, boy?"

Caleb caught himself and blushed, he hadn't looked upon a woman like her unless you included Demeter and of course, Caleb did.  That wasn't to say that he didn't still have eyes, this woman before him both lived and breathed her dominace as well as gave you the false sense of security that you wanted to fix her; he shook it off and nodded to her

"You know I usually have men pay to look upon me, but because you are Demeter's pet you are a lucky man"

"I know I am ma'am, and I cherish it every day" he watched as she sat down and asked "Would you like something to drink ma'am?"

She shook her head and he went to get himself something to drink, for reasons he did not know; he watched as she shook her hair and ran her fingers through it carelessly. He remembered the words spoken to him in Cell 24 I am the closest you'll get to having a succubus in the flesh. He turned around to see her face to face with him, a smile curling across her lips as she seemed to devour him in a kiss.

He awoke still on his couch he looked at the time three hours had passed and he heard movement in the house.  He walked around for a while trying to figure out the noise it wasn't until the basement opened up and he heard Demeter say "Pet could you come down here?" that he realized who it was; the dream still in his mind he walked down the basement stairs his mind racing with what could be going on.

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                            Chapter Thirty-Two: Unprofessional Consequence

He got in his car turning on the music to try and drowned out his own mind; as soon as he started out the window all the doubts that had been plaguing him hit him.  What if she really didn't need the apology, what if this played into her hand with each thought he got even more agitated, so much so that he almost called the doctor's office to cancel.  She had called him in, he hadn't made this appointment so he decided against it.  Skidding across one of the curbs to come face to face with the building she was in he began to pace, and talk to himself as he signed in the secretary gave him an odd look but said nothing.  Soon enough he was back there and before he could begin she cut him off

"Caleb, I think I have to recommend you to another psychiatrist"

"I-wait what?" he said taken aback by this

"You're actions last week, were a little too comfortable with me Caleb, I would rather you started seeing someone else for your care"

He let her words sink in looking around the room for anything he tried his best to find the words he wanted; failing he leaned back in the chair and resigned his fate "Who?" he said mournfully

She scribbled a name down on her pad and told him where to go but he doubted he would, he doubted anybody would really understand.  Now not only did he have the thoughts about Ophelia someone he thought he would never think about after the apology but the thoughts about this doctor, whom he had imparted secrets upon, turning him aside like a rabid pup, his blood started to boiling as he stood there

'Why?"

"Why what, Mr. Brown?"

"Why are you turning me away Dr Crane?"

"You're interest into me is that of an unprofessional nature" she said looking over her glasses at him,

"And I don't think you could hide that very well Caleb, that is why I suggest the new doctor"

"But, I….fuck I do one good thing I apologize to her…"

"To who?"

'To Ophelia, it seems Sage..uh Malvina I mean decided to take up my case with her in the way of beating the crap out of her."

"Ah is that right; I hadn't heard from her and I couldn't very well discuss her case with you, but this is an interesting development.  You can discuss this with me but this will be your last consultation from me Mr Brown I still feel you need to see another Doctor, if not for the simple fact that you are attracted to me then by all means because of the fact that your attraction to me is a distraction… do you understand?" she said wrapping her fingers on the desk as he nodded "Good now continue"
He continued talking about what happened between Sage and Ophelia, then how he apologized to her at the hospital; Airi listened intently even though she was obviously uncomforted by his presence, her eyes flickered with obvious worry when he r4eached for his pocket but it was only a nervous gesture on his part.  The therapist was worried because underneath the business suit that she was wearing; that was a very modest, cover all skin type outfit; scars crisscrossed her arms and the back of her legs.  She was ashamed as a doctor to have these scars but in truth when she was an adolescent it was the only way she could deal; she was thrust into college at an early age, learned at a faster pace than most but seemed almost nonexistent when it came to social skill; her friends constantly begged her to go out with them to the dance hall in pleasant but she couldn't be bothered, truth be told she had gone to Erotic Nightshade once or twice.  Caleb didn't know all of her secrets how he knew about the corset she didn't know but figured it had something to do with his open ability to admit his sexual desires.

In many ways Airi envied him, and as a matter of fact after that day she had fantasized about him running a blade lightly over her skin; not cutting but the feel of the metal of the blade against her skin. She controlled the shiver that went down her spine to where it was almost invisible.
Unbeknownst to the good doctor though, Caleb had noticed every action if not consciously then subconsciously, he didn't know what it was about Airi that turned him on so much, but she did.  He was glad he chose to wear loose fitting pants because he was sure if he hadn't she would've been able to see his manhood by now.  As he approached the end of his long talk Airi looked at him

"You are making progress, and faster than I thought you would Caleb, you seem to be starting to cope with the fact that what happened to your sister was not your fault, and the situation with Ophelia summed up nicely I think.  But you must remember that Sage isn't an easy case.  I can't share the details but let's just say she has the same protective tendencies as you; whereas you tend to sit back and watch people spiral, being there when they need you, Sage is a case where if she doesn't take action…" she caught herself realizing that while Caleb and Malvina were her patienst; she could not reveal the exact nature of things she had said.

"She feels a failure, sure I know doctor but sometimes it makes me feel as if she's calling me weak by doing this"

She only nodded for him to continue with the question, "Have you tried talking to her about it?"

"Yes, I have and she seems to ignore it" Caleb didn't feel the pressure any more.  Though he did feel what he knew to be desire; he bit down on it though because to take Airi like this would damage the plans in his head.  "I don't know what to do doc but I thank you for listening; I think I should be going though."

"If you feel the need to, don't think that I don't feel bad about this.  I quite enjoyed you as my patient; it's just I feel that the last session stepped over a boundary that I would never have thought you would cross." She scribbled down a name on a piece of paper and handed it to her now former patient "here's the name of a group; they're for anger management.  They meet twice a week at the Baptist church.  Don't look at me like that Caleb I know these people, for once they won't throw god in your face."

Caleb nodded and looked at her "I know it may be inappropriate but may I hug you?"
She physically tensed at the thought, she hated physical contact.  It wasn't that she didn't want to be touched but a life full of abuse and lonliness had turned her against physical touch.  She only nodded slightly as an answer though and Caleb took it upon himself to grasp her in a hug tightly.  Her body went completely rigid but she didn't say a word knowing he needed this as a form of release.

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As he left the parking lot he was thinking about her; she formed an enigma in his mind and stayed there since day one.  She was such a warm person in his mind yet she tensed at physical sentiments; she wore corsets, yet reacted in no one way or the other about his gory stories.  In truth she was the absolute best prospect; save for one thing, he didn't even know if she was into the thing he was into.
He kept thinking about it on the way home, thankfully he didn't get too engrossed into the thought; because he came close to a wreck when he was a mile away from his house.  The car was riding on the wrong side of the road and he barely swerved to miss it, his brain nearly fell over itself cursing the man out he stopped and looked back to see the man swrving and said "Well I'm glad I'm almost home!"

A little shaken by this he went into the house and laid down, closing his eyes for a nap.  A few hours later he was awakened by a knock at the door; he groggily got up and walked to his door.  He opened it surprised to see the ice blue eyes that were staring back at him; it took him a few seconds to realize who it was and then he said "To what do I owe this pleasure Becca?

"I decided to check up on you", the cooing voice of the mistress

"You think I can't take care of myself", or that Demeter isn't treating me right?"

"No on the latter part of that statement, and you're a man; men always need a strong woman to take care of them. Yet no, this is not what I came to talk to you about: she strode in like she owned the place the steel heels that she had on echoing strangely in his house.  The dominant woman that she is he had to look her over, she had not changed a single bit well except for now she was wearing a pair of black leather pants and a midnight almost navy blue corset.  Her arms were covered in a lace arm warmers she turned around and smiled at him "Enjoying the view, boy?"

Caleb caught himself and blushed, he hadn't looked upon a woman like her unless you included Demeter and of course, Caleb did.  That wasn't to say that he didn't still have eyes, this woman before him both lived and breathed her dominace as well as gave you the false sense of security that you wanted to fix her; he shook it off and nodded to her

"You know I usually have men pay to look upon me, but because you are Demeter's pet you are a lucky man"

"I know I am ma'am, and I cherish it every day" he watched as she sat down and asked "Would you like something to drink ma'am?"

She shook her head and he went to get himself something to drink, for reasons he did not know; he watched as she shook her hair and ran her fingers through it carelessly. He remembered the words spoken to him in Cell 24 I am the closest you'll get to having a succubus in the flesh. He turned around to see her face to face with him, a smile curling across her lips as she seemed to devour him in a kiss.

He awoke still on his couch he looked at the time three hours had passed and he heard movement in the house.  He walked around for a while trying to figure out the noise it wasn't until the basement opened up and he heard Demeter say "Pet could you come down here?" that he realized who it was; the dream still in his mind he walked down the basement stairs his mind racing with what could be going on.