This is going to be a very long series with a lot of Idols and actresses from the Korean industry. This is instantly updated for the Diamond Tier and only the first 3 chapters for the other tiers.
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Dr. Kang rose to greet her, a polite smile on his face, though inwardly his psychologist's mind was already observing every detail of her presence. Incredibly beautiful, he thought, taking in her delicate features, the way her dark hair framed her face, and the almost ethereal aura that surrounded her despite her attempt at a low-key appearance. That dress… simple yet so effective in highlighting her natural elegance.
"Ms. Myoui, please have a seat," he said, his voice calm and welcoming, gesturing towards a comfortable armchair in his consultation room.
Mina offered a small, shy smile in return, her eyes briefly meeting his before glancing around the softly lit, tastefully decorated room. "Thank you, Dr. Kang." Her voice was soft and slightly reserved, carrying a hint of the gentle vulnerability that sometimes peeked through her usually composed idol persona.
As they settled into a friendly, casual conversation, Dr. Kang focused on putting her at ease, asking her about her day and the usual introductory questions. However, beneath his professional exterior, his mind was racing, already sensing the subtle undercurrents of her anxieties and longings. Her skin has a flawless quality, even up close. And those eyes… they hold so much despite her quiet demeanor.
Mina had been wearing a long, cream-colored wool coat. As she settled into the armchair, she gracefully shrugged it off, draping it over the side of the chair. This movement subtly revealed more of her figure in the black knit dress. The fabric now more clearly outlined her slender waist and the gentle flare of her hips. Dr. Kang's gaze, seemingly focused on her face as he continued their casual conversation about her recent activities, registered the way the dress hugged her upper body, hinting at the gentle curve of her breasts.
Effortlessly elegant, even in something so simple, he mused internally. The way the knit stretches… You can see the toned muscles beneath. Years of rigorous training, no doubt. He noted the clean lines of the dress and how it accentuated her long neck and delicate wrists. And yet, there's an underlying sensuality to it. The way it skims her thighs… it invites the imagination. He maintained eye contact, a practiced professional smile on his face, but his mind was already exploring the possibilities, the potential that lay dormant beneath the surface of this seemingly reserved idol. She has no idea the effect she's having, the desires that are already beginning to stir within me just from this simple conversation and the way she carries herself. He subtly adjusted his position, a barely perceptible movement, as his own body reacted to the image of Mina's unknowingly alluring presence in his consultation room.
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Dr. Kang nodded understandingly. "That makes perfect sense, Mina-ssi. Building a comfortable and trusting space is crucial in these situations. Let's focus on getting to know each other a bit better first, then we can delve deeper into the specific pressures you're facing. Think of me as a confidant, someone completely outside the whirlwind of your public life." He offered her a reassuring smile.
Mina visibly relaxed, a small, genuine smile gracing her lips this time. "That sounds… nice, Dr. Kang. It's been a while since I've felt like I could just talk without worrying about how every word will be interpreted."
For the next part of their session, the conversation flowed more freely. Mina spoke about the challenges of being a K-pop idol – the rigorous training schedules, the constant travel, the pressure to always present a perfect image. She mentioned the loneliness she sometimes felt despite being surrounded by fans and her group members. Dr. Kang listened attentively, occasionally offering insightful questions and validating her feelings.
As the session continued, Dr. Kang's voice lowered, becoming a smooth, seductive caress. "Mina-ssi, you possess an incredible sensuality, a vibrant energy just waiting to be fully awakened. Allow yourself to focus on the sensations you're feeling right now. That warmth… isn't it starting to feel deliciously… heavy? A pleasant throbbing deep inside?" His eyes held hers with an intensity that made her breath catch.
Mina shifted in the plush armchair, a noticeable flush spreading across her cheeks and down her neck. The warmth she had felt earlier was now undeniably hot, focused intensely between her legs. A slick wetness had begun to form, clinging to her panties, a sensation that both confused and undeniably thrilled her. What is happening to me? she thought, her heart pounding against her ribs. She pressed her thighs together, a futile attempt to contain the growing heat and the insistent pulsing.
Dr. Kang leaned forward slightly, his gaze dropping for a fleeting, suggestive moment to her crossed legs before returning to her eyes. "That pressure you feel… that's your body acknowledging its desires, Mina-ssi. The need for release… for exquisite pleasure." His voice was a low, hypnotic murmur that seemed to bypass her conscious thoughts and directly target her most primal instincts. "Don't try to suppress it. Instead, allow yourself to explore it, to luxuriate in the feeling of your body awakening in this way."
Mina's breath became shallow and rapid. She could feel her nipples hardening beneath her dress, and the wetness between her thighs intensified, a growing ache spreading through her pelvis. She squeezed her legs tighter, her knuckles turning white as her hands gripped the armrests of the chair. Her gaze flickered down to her lap, then back to Dr. Kang, a mixture of confusion and undeniable lust swirling within her eyes.
Dr. Kang observed her reactions with a subtle, knowing smile. She's so close to the surface. Just a few more carefully chosen words… "Imagine, Mina-ssi, the feeling of that tension melting away… replaced by wave after wave of pure sensation. Your body knows what it wants. All you have to do is listen to it." His voice was a silken promise, his eyes holding hers captive, drawing her deeper into the hypnotic suggestion. The session was far from over; in fact, it felt like it was only just beginning, shifting into a realm far beyond the boundaries of traditional therapy.
Mina's breath hitched, and she could feel a throbbing ache intensifying between her legs. The insistent pulsing Dr. Kang had mentioned felt undeniable now, a raw, primal need taking root within her. Unconsciously, her hands tightened their grip on the armrests, her knuckles white.
Beneath the soft knit of her dress, her nipples had become hard and sensitive, pressing against the fabric with a distinct sharpness. She could almost feel them tingling, aching for a touch she hadn't anticipated feeling in this setting. A slick warmth spread further down, and the wetness between her thighs was becoming increasingly noticeable. She could feel it pooling, a heavy, almost embarrassing sensation that she couldn't seem to control.
Her gaze flickered down to her lap again, a dark stain now faintly visible on the inner thighs of her dress. A wave of heat washed over her face, a mixture of shame and undeniable arousal. She pressed her thighs together even harder, a desperate attempt to conceal the growing evidence of her body's reaction.
Dr. Kang's eyes, though seemingly still focused on her face with professional concern, registered the subtle shift in her posture, the flushed skin, and the almost imperceptible tightening of her grip. Excellent, he thought, a subtle thrill coursing through him. The control is slipping. Her body is betraying her carefully constructed composure. He leaned forward slightly, his voice dropping to a near whisper. "Allow yourself to feel it, Mina-ssi. That incredible heat… that insistent wetness… It's your body telling you what it truly desires."
"Dr. Kang," Mina said, her voice slightly trembling, her cheeks flushed, "would you… Excuse me for a moment? I just need to… freshen up." She stood up a little too quickly, her crossed legs feeling tight and uncomfortable with the insistent wetness.
Dr. Kang offered a gentle nod, a knowing glint in his eyes that Mina thankfully didn't seem to fully register in her state of heightened awareness. He watched as she hurried towards the small restroom tucked away in a corner of his office, her movements a little jerky, a stark contrast to her usual graceful demeanor.
Once inside the privacy of the bathroom, Mina leaned heavily against the cool tiles of the wall, her breath coming in rapid gasps. The air in the small space felt thick and heavy, mirroring the sensations pulsing through her body. She pressed her hand to her chest, trying to slow her racing heart. What in the world is happening to me?
She couldn't deny the intense heat radiating from her core. It was a deep, insistent throbbing that was becoming increasingly difficult to ignore. With a shaky hand, she reached down, her fingers finding the undeniable dampness through her dress. A soft moan escaped her lips as she realized just how wet she had become. It was more than just damp; it was a soaking wetness that spoke volumes about her body's involuntary reaction to Dr. Kang's words.
Driven by an irresistible urge, she slipped her fingers beneath the fabric of her dress and touched herself. The slickness was immediate and pronounced. A jolt of pure pleasure shot through her at the slightest contact, making her legs tremble. Waves of sensation washed over her, each touch more electrifying than the last. She rubbed gently, feeling the swollen lips of her vulva throbbing in response, her breath catching in her throat.
With a sudden thought, she reached behind and quickly unclipped her bra, the release offering a moment of physical ease, though the insistent ache below remained. Her fingers returned to her soaked panties. They were clinging to her, the fabric heavy with her arousal. With a decisive move, she pulled them down, the wet material cold against her heated skin. She quickly folded them, the dampness seeping onto her hands, and tucked them into a small compartment in her bag, a secret testament to the unexpected turn her therapy session had taken.
Even without the direct touch, the throbbing between her legs wouldn't subside. She pressed her thighs together tightly, a frustrated groan escaping her lips. This was unlike anything she had experienced before, especially in such a clinical setting.
Her mind flashed back to instances where male idols or even staff members had made suggestive comments in passing. Usually, she would brush them off with a polite smile or a witty retort, feeling nothing more than mild annoyance or perhaps a fleeting sense of discomfort. So why now? Why was Dr. Kang's calm, measured tone, his seemingly innocuous suggestions, having such a profound and intensely physical effect on her? She couldn't understand it. It was as if a switch had been flipped inside her, unleashing a torrent of lust that she had no control over. The realization was both alarming and undeniably, secretly, exciting. She knew she couldn't stay in the bathroom forever. Taking a deep breath, trying to compose herself, she adjusted her dress, the feeling of being bare underneath only adding to the strange mix of nervousness and anticipation as she prepared to return to Dr. Kang's office.
As Mina returned to the consultation room, a subtle change in her demeanor was evident. Though she tried to appear composed, there was a heightened awareness about her movements, a slight stiffness in her posture. As she settled back into the armchair, the soft material of her dress shifted, and for a fleeting, tantalizing moment, Dr. Kang caught a glimpse. The subtle parting of the fabric, combined with the way she unconsciously angled her thighs after her hurried bathroom visit, revealed a hint of the swollen, slick lips of her vulva, still glistening with moisture. His gaze flickered upwards, and he noticed the unmistakable outline of her nipples, now hard and prominent against the thin knit of her dress.
Unbelievable, he thought, a surge of adrenaline coursing through him. Mina. The Mina. Dreamed about by millions of men across the globe. And here she sits, right in front of me, her pussy soaking wet because of my words. The blatant display, even if unintentional, sent a jolt of desire straight to his groin. He could feel his cock hardening beneath his trousers, a thick, insistent pressure that he subtly shifted in his seat to conceal.
He knew pushing her further in this session might be too much, too soon. The confusion and burgeoning lust in her eyes were potent, but he needed to maintain a semblance of control, to ensure she returned for future sessions. Instead, he decided to solidify the connection he had established, to make him the source of these intense new feelings.
His voice softened again, taking on that hypnotic quality. "Mina-ssi, I want you to remember this session. Remember the way you feel right now. That warmth… that heightened sensitivity… that undeniable pull of your desires." He held her gaze, his eyes conveying a knowing intensity. "Whenever you think of our conversation today, whenever my voice comes to mind, I want you to remember these sensations. This feeling of… awakening. Let it be a pleasant reminder of your inner desires, a secret connection just between us." He watched as her eyes glazed over slightly, her breath becoming a little heavier. The suggestion is taking root, he thought with a quiet satisfaction. She will associate me with this arousal. Every thought of mine will bring her back to this feeling of wanting. The session was coming to its natural end, but the seeds of obsession had been sown, and Dr. Kang knew, with a thrilling certainty, that his experiment with Mina was only just beginning.
As Mina walked out of Dr. Kang's office, a lightness had settled over her that she hadn't felt in months. The overwhelming pressure and anxiety seemed to have lifted, replaced by a strange sense of excitement and anticipation. She felt genuinely happy, a buoyant positivity bubbling up within her.
Her manager, a perpetually stressed woman named Sarah, was waiting for her just outside the clinic. Sarah immediately noticed Mina's brighter demeanor. "Mina! You look… good. How did it go?"
Mina beamed, a genuine smile lighting up her face. "It was… amazing, Sarah unnie! Dr. Kang is incredible. I feel so much better, so much lighter. He understood everything I was going through." As she spoke, she subtly adjusted her coat, a secret thrill running through her as she remembered the fact that underneath her perfectly normal exterior, she was completely naked beneath her dress. The memory of the intense sensations Dr. Kang had evoked still lingered, a secret warmth spreading through her.
Sarah looked relieved. "That's wonderful, Mina. We'll book another appointment."
"Yes!" Mina exclaimed, a little too enthusiastically perhaps, but she couldn't contain her excitement. "I think I should see him every week. I feel like this is going to help me." The thought of seeing Dr. Kang again, of experiencing that strange and exhilarating awakening of her senses, sent a shiver of anticipation down her spine. This was more than just therapy; it was something entirely new and intensely intriguing. And Mina, despite the lingering confusion, found herself eagerly looking forward to their next encounter.