The Apology Cure
Story by All These Roadworks (2021).
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Kiara apologised too often. She knew she apologised too often. She apologised for all the things she did wrong (and there were many) instinctively, compulsively. She apologised for the things she didn’t do wrong, but which were less than perfect. She even apologised for things *other* people did wrong.
It was annoying. It took her latest boyfriend to do something about it. He didn’t expect to be fucking her more than a couple of months, but he thought he’d leave her with a gift.
“I’m going to hypnotise you,” he told her. “To help you stop saying sorry.”
She knew this was because her insecurity irritated him. “I’m sorry,” she said, reflexively, then put her hand over her mouth, burning with shame.
Honestly, she liked the sound of being compelled not to say sorry, though, and she told him so.
“Oh, no,” he said. “I’m not going to compel you to do that. You’re going to change all by yourself. You’re going to *want* to change. Now strip naked, kneel, and listen to the sound of my voice...”
She knelt, and listened, and the next thing she knew, it had gone dark outside and her knees hurt from having been kneeling so long.
“Do you remember what I told you, Kiara?” he asked her.
She struggled. “No,” she said. “I’m sorry.” And as she said that - “I’m sorry” - something clicked in her mind. She needed to do a certain something to show that she was *really* sorry.
She felt herself arching backwards, and spreading her legs, exposing her naked cunt to her boyfriend. “Please hit my pussy to help me learn,” she heard herself say. She gasped. She didn’t want her pussy hit! She tried to close her legs. They wouldn’t close.
Her boyfriend laughed, and kicked her lightly in the cunt. It only hurt a little, and then she was able to close her legs and protect her pussy.
“You’re going to do that every time,” he told her. “Every time you say you’re sorry. You’re going to strip naked, no matter where you are, and beg whoever you said sorry to to hurt your cunt. So you’d better be damn sure you really are sorry from now on...”
She mewled in horror.
“Are you wondering why your cunt is wet, kitten?” he asked her. “Just a little something else I added to help you through the transition process. I think you’re going to find that humiliation makes you really, really aroused from now on...”