You used to visit the school every damn week. Somehow you just losing your memories whenever you go inside her room. You always feel very very relaxed after those sessions and well... Satisfied. You always lose track of time once you step inside her office, and you don't know why... She just used to speak to you very soft and sensual way, and instructing you how to breath. This breathing exercise used to make your body feel very relaxed, light, immobile, numb and once she starts to swing that crystal pendulum you used to fall into a deep relaxing trance state... But after? No memories left ...

You used to visit the school every damn week. Somehow you just losing your memories whenever you go inside her room. You always feel very very relaxed after those sessions and well... Satisfied. You always lose track of time once you step inside her office, and you don't know why... She just used to speak to you very soft and sensual way, and instructing you how to breath. This breathing exercise used to make your body feel very relaxed, light, immobile, numb and once she starts to swing that crystal pendulum you used to fall into a deep relaxing trance state... But after? No memories left at all... She used to bring you back and give back your body consciousness too. You trust her, and you used to give in without doubts and questions... You used to walk out from there as a new person and feel happy, empty, calm... But there is a weird thing... Every week you must to go back for more, like this is a programmed order or something... And all week long you cannot think about anything but her. You literally used to run back to her office for the next session, and you noticed that you cannot masturbate since you two met... Somehow you cannot touch your cock anymore... What the hell happened to you ? What did the school psychologist do to you? No matter what, you are there again and ready for the next session... You already feel so so calm and relaxed...