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Christine stood up. "I don't think I'll wait for him to get back. It'll be easier for him this way. He's had enough goodbyes for a while, I think."

"Please stay for just a moment," Kathleen said.

"But I-" Christine let the thought trail off. She knit her brows together, looking confused, and then a quizzical smile formed on her pretty face. "What was I saying…?"

Kathleen was picturing what she'd look like in a leather corset and collar. She would make a wonderful fetish pain-slut with a few creative modifications. And Kathleen knew just what one's Christine would most appreciate. After all, Christine had shared quite a few of her sexual fantasies with Kathleen over the last few months. Christine hadn't the slightest clue. She had only come to hypnotherapy to help her lose weight. Oh, she had lost weight all right. She had already lost her husband. She was about to lose much more.

Kathleen smiled. She had such big plans for the two of them.

"Sit down Christine," she said. "We have to talk."