Kate's Exposure Therapy by Voculus

Kate’s Exposure Therapy by Voculus

Daphne turned around in her chair, after hearing someone enter the building. She hadn’t been expecting anyone, and was surprised to see Kate.

“Kate! What a nice surprise to see you.”

“Hi Daphne. I’m sorry to barge in without calling you, first. I really hope I’m not interrupting.”

“Not at all. What brings you here today? Are you interested in some more cane training?”

“Well, yeah. And… something else, too.”

“Oh, and what might that be?”

Kate looked down at the ground nervously, suddenly regretting stopping to see Daphne unannounced.

“Kate, it’s okay. What is it? Is there something wrong?”

“Oh, no. Nothing’s wrong. Everything’s good! I’m just feeling a bit shy about asking you about what I wanted to ask you about.”

“Hehe! I’m not a very good mind-reader, so you’ll have to give me a clue.”

“Okay… well, a few months ago, Joan came to visit me, and she said that you two had gone to the spa together.”

“Oh right. Yes, we did. We missed you!”

“Thanks! But what I was curious about… I… She said that you had mummified her.”

“Goodness! She told you about that?”

“Yeah.”

“So can I assume this is what your visit is about? Are you looking for a spa partner?”

Kate laughed nervously. “No, I can’t do that just yet. But I wanted to ask. what do you get out of it? What is it you find so appealing?”

“Wow, that’s a hard one to answer.” Daphne thought for a moment. “To me, being mummified is like a trip to a place where no one else can come. There may be someone else nearby, but I’m completely isolated. It’s more than just the tight restriction, you see. It’s a kind of journey. Nearly all of my senses are taken from me, and I’m able to go into a state of very deep, but very sensual relaxation.”

“Oh my! I didn’t realize it was such a powerful thing. And what about when someone else is mummified? What it’s like for you, then?”

Daphne blushed. “Well, then it’s a bit different. It’s… arousing. To see a girl wrapped from the bottom of her feet, to the top of her head, unable to see, or speak, or get away. And her ‘restraints’ don’t have any zippers, or buckles, or knots to undo. It’s like it’s semi-permanent, and there’s no way out, but to cut her out of her cocoon.”

“I see…”

“Why the sudden curiosity, Kate? Are you wanting to experience a mummification of your own?”

“I’m not sure. I’m claustrophobic. Not the totally debilitating kind, but being ’trapped’ kind of scares me.”

“But you want to overcome your fear? Is that what you’re telling me?”

“I would like to. I just don’t know if it’s even possible.”

“Well I can tell you it is possible, and if you want, I’d be happy to be your guide.”

“Really? You can do that?”

“If you want me to. I’d love to help.”

“Yeah! Yeah, that would be great, Daphne!” :)

“I have a hood I want you to wear, Kate.”

“Here? Now? What if someone comes in?”

“It’s alright. I don’t have any appointments today. It’s just paperwork, and I could use a break.”

“Okay. I’m ready.”

A minute later, Daphne returns from her truck with a black latex hood in her hands.

“Now this one will be really easy for you. It won’t obscure your vision in any way, and you’ll be able to talk and breathe normally.”

“Alright.”

Daphne spends a minute tucking in Kate’s hair, and slipping on the hood. “There. This will give your whole head an face that ‘constricted’ feeling, without triggering your claustrophobia, I hope! Are you doing okay?”

“Yeah. This isn’t bad at all.”

“Great! Let’s go for a stroll outside. I want you to get used to the sensation, to the point where you hardly even know you’re wearing it.”

“Thought, Kate?”

“This isn’t bad at all, though the stares I’ve been getting are a bit uncomfortable.”

“Well, at least they can’t tell who you are. That’s what’s so fun about wearing masks in public.” :)

“Okay Kate, time to take it up a notch. I know you’ve worn catsuits before, when we were doing photoshoots with Joan, but I don’t think you’ve ever worn a hood with one, have you?”

“No, I haven’t.”

“Perfect. I want you to get used to the tightness over your whole body. And remember, you can see and breathe just fine. You’re not feeling anxious, are you?”

“No. Actually, I’m surprised at how comfortable this has been so far.”

“That’s good to hear, Kate! Okay, exhale and suck in your tummy, so I can close this zipper… Great!”

“Oof! This is really tight!”

“Too tight? Is it hard to breathe?”

“No, I think I’ll manage. So, I assume we’re going to go somewhere?”

“Somebody’s eager! Yes, we are, and then I’d like to do the rest of this at my house, if that’s alright. I don’t have everything I need, here.”

“But you had this catsuit! I can see you really enjoy your work!”

“Hehe! I’d rather have it and not need it, than need it an not have it.” :D (Big Grin)

“So what’s your plan, Daphne?”

“I need to go home to get into another catsuit. I have an idea that I think you’re going to love, and it’s going to help you with your exposure therapy.”

“Oh? Do tell!”

“I don’t want to give it all away just yet, but you’re still quite the blindsimmer, aren’t you?”

“Not so much, lately.”

“Well, then this will be a great opportunity for you.”

“Oh wow! I didn’t bring my cane with me, though. Do you have one?”

“I have a few, but you needn’t worry about that. I’m going to be your guide. Are you still up for this?”

“Oooh. Yeah. Let’s keep going!”

“Excellent!”

Back at her house, Daphne changes into an all white latex catsuit, to stand in contrast with Kate’s all black catsuit.

“Are you ready to lose your sight, Kate?”

Kate took a deep breath. As deep as the tight catsuit would allow, that is. “Yes, I’m ready.”

“Are you sure, Kate? I don’t want to push you.”

“I’m doing fine for now, thank you. I want to keep going.”

“Alright. I’m going to get a hood for myself, too. You and I are going to have a lot of fun!”

“Now Kate, if at any point, this gets to be too much for you, all you have to do is tell me. You aren’t going to be able to see, and I’m not going to be able to speak, so between the two of us, we’ll have to try and get by.”

“I understand, Daphne. Where are we going?……… Daphne?”

“Mmmm mm Mmf mff.”

“Oh! You already got your hood on! Then I guess, lead the way!”

With Daphne unable to speak, Kate begins feeling anxiety creeping in. Daphne’s lovely accent and voice were most calming, and without that, she feels like she’s on her own. Perhaps this is what Daphne was talking about. She’s not alone, but she’s isolated. She began fidgeting on the bench, but Daphne, still able to see, placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder.

It was just what she needed to clam her nerves. Kate tries to think of where they’re at. She knows she’s on a bench, but where? Are they at the park? She knew one of the nearby parks had benches installed on big concrete plazas, as well as some out in the grass. Were they waiting? Was she supposed to just sit here, until something happened? As her mind pondered the possibilities, it distracted her from the anxiety she was feeling.

Suddenly, she heard a loud motor coming at them. Her mind put her in the park, but now there was a motor vehicle coming right at them! She shrieked, and recoiled on the bench. Daphne grabbed her arms again, to assure her it was alright. Just then, the airbrakes of a bus went off, and Kate realized that they were at a bus stop! It was then, that Daphne prodded her to stand, and guided her towards the open doors of the city bus.

After an awkward exchange with the bus driver, the mute Daphne guides the blind Kate to their seats. Kate leaned in close to Daphne, and listened to the noise of the motor and the wheels. She had absolutely no idea where they were going. Maybe to see Joan. That would be great, wouldn’t it? After about twenty minutes, Daphne signaled Kate to get up again, and the two latex-clad women departed the bus.

Kate still hear what seemed like too much traffic to be near Joan’s house. Her heart sunk a bit, but she knew Daphne was keeping her safe.

Kate feels herself being led through double glass doors. Inside is very quiet, away from the commotion outside. There’s a very pleasant aroma in the air. Like a perfume. Then it hits her.

“Daphne, is this the spa we went to a few months back?”

“Mmm Hmm!”, she answered. Even if Kate were not blinded by her tight latex hood, she wouldn’t have been able to see Daphne smiling beneath her own hood, which gagged her.

“Hi, welcome to the West Park Spa! I’m Vicki. How can I help you lovely ladies today?”

That’s the voice Kate heard. She waited for an awkward moment, half-expecting Daphne to do the talking, before she realized that Daphne couldn’t talk at all. “Uh.. hello Vicki. I know this must look strange, but my friend led me here, but I’m not sure what we’re going to be doing.”

“Say no more.”, Vicki replied. “I have just the thing for you girls. Right this way, please.”

And with that, Kate felt Daphne leading her once more to parts unknown.

It isn’t long before Kate begins to settle down. She’s accustomed to the blindness and her tight catsuit. It begins to feel like a second skin, and before long, she’s drifting in an out of sleep. Maybe Joan and Daphne aren’t so crazy, after all. She’s beginning to see why they do this kind of thing.

The next day, Daphne came by to visit Kate at her house. It was time to continue her exposure therapy. Kate was taken aback by Daphne’s latex attire, and tall heels. She was truly stunning. She thought about how Joan had never actually seen Daphne, and would never see her. It made her a bit sad, but Daphne’s direct manner had a way of snapping her out of it.

“Well, Kate, I think you passed yesterday’s test with flying colors! Now it’s time to see how well you do, when you can’t move your arms.”

“Uh oh. Are you going to wrap my arms up?”

“Not exactly. I have here… tada! A leather straight jacket!”

“Oh my! Dpahne, this is…”

“Over the top?”

“Hehe! You said it, not me!”

“It’s the only way I know how to operate. Now, undress to your panties and bra, and I’ll get you suited up.”

Kate did as asked, and in no time, Daphne had the straight jacket on Kate, and was fastening the straps snugly.

“How does that feel? Too tight anywhere?”

“No, it’s not too tight, I don’t think. It’s easier to breathe in this, then in that catsuit, but something’s different.”

“Yes, you’re much more vulnerable now. But you still have all of your senses, and you can still walk around.”

“Vulnerable, yes. That’s the word I was looking for. But I think I can manage this.” :)

“Of course you can, Kate! :) Now, I happen to know that you have an affinity for blindsimming, so I came prepared.”

“Uh oh! Now I really mean it!”

“Fear not. I brought a very comfortable and stylish blindfold. If any of this is too much for you, all you have to do is let me know, and I’ll have you out in a jiffy. Is that alright?”

“Yeah, I think so. Okay, I’m ready, Daphne.” :)

“Good girl.”

As Daphne fastened the blindfold, Kate couldn’t help but notice how Daphne’s demeanor had changed today. She was different somehow. She was in some kind of dominatrix mode. It was sublte, sure, but evident. Kate put it out of her mind, and waited for Daphne’s next move.

“Okay, stop there. Now turn to your right a bit… a bit more… there. Now take a step forward, and feel for the couch with your foot. You’re doing good, Kate!”

“Thanks. Being blind is way harder without my arms!”

“Don’t worry. I’ll take care of you.”

“So far so good, Kate?”

“Yeah, this isn’t bad at all, actually. I think being in my own home helps with the anxiety.”

“I’m glad to hear that. So… shall we take it to the next level or two or three?”

“You really do enjoy your work, Daphne!”

“Guilty as charged!”

“This is called a hawk hood, Kate, and wow, do you look great in it!”

“Well that’s a relief!”

“How are you holding up?”

“It’s a bit more difficult, but I’m doing well enough.”

“Good! Then I have a slightly more restrictive hood I want to try on you. Don’t worry, you’ll still be able to talk and breathe just fine.”

“Okay, then. Let’s try it out.” :)

“Oh boy. This one’s a lot tougher.”

“Do you want out, Kate?”

“I… no. No, I think I can make it. I just have relax my breathing.”

“You’re doing amazing, Kate. Nice slow breaths. You’re doing very well! I’ll have you mummified and sealed up in a sarcophagus in no time!”

“Oh jeez, don’t say that, Daphne! I’m trying to think happy thoughts!”

“Right, okay, okay, I’m sorry. I’ll be quiet. Just let me know if you need anything.”

Kate’s biggest and most anxiety-inducing challenge, yet. The tight leather hood prevents her from seeing or speaking. On top of that, she’s been tightly strapped into a leather straight jacket for hours. Everything seems to be getting tighter, and every physical effort more labored. Daphne is mostly silent, but is constantly reassuring Kate that’s she’s protected and watched over, with her gentle touches.

The next weekend, Daphne returns to visit Kate.

“So Kate, how are you feeling about today, now that you’ve had a week to reflect and think about your exposure therapy?”

“I’m excited, to be honest. Last weekend, I was super nervous! But you have this way about you. I can see why Joan lets you get her into so much trouble!” :)

“Hehe! I do have that effect. So are you ready to try something new today?”

“Something more strict?”

“You could say that!”

“I must be crazy, but alright! I’m ready for whatever you can throw at me.” :)

The two women go to Kate’s bedroom, and Daphne produces what looks like a big rubber sock!

“What is that”?, asked Kate.

“This is a sleepsack. It’s about the closest you can get to being mummified, without being totally wrapped up.”

“Yikes!”

“There’s nothing to fear, Kate. If you want out, I can remove it in a matter of seconds. So what about it?”

“Okay Daphne. I trust you.”

“Perfect!”

Kate undressed to her underwear, and stepped into the open sleepsack that Daphne held open for her. Soon, Daphne began pulling and tugging on the sack until it reached Kate’s neck! As Daphne zipped it up, Kate definitely felt the pressure squeezing her entire body. Her head was thankfully free, but having her arms and legs completely immobilized was taking it’s toll on her.

“This is nerve-racking, for sure.”

“Do you want out, Kate?”

“Umm… no. No, I think I’ll be alright. Just don’t let me fall!”

“Of course not! Let me help you on the bed. It’ll make it easier for you to relax.”

“Well, Kate? How are you holding up?”

“You had the right idea. Laying down makes it easier.”

“Good! Now I want to start covering your face. Little by little. We’ll go nice and slow. Are you up for that?”

“I think so!” Just… Keep talking to me when you’re doing it. You have a soothing voice, you know.":)

“Oh thank you, Kate!”

“Okay, just a bit of tape for your eyes, Kate. I know how much you like being blindfolded.” :)

“Just a little.” =P

“Alright, I’m going to keep adding a little more at a time. You let me know when to stop, okay?”

“Okay.”

“Are you still doing alright, Kate?”

“Yeah. It’s getting tough, but I’m okay.”

“Are you sure? We can stop if you want.”

“I’m sure. Thank you Daphne. I want to keep going.”

“Daphne?”

“Yes Kate?”

“What are you waiting for?”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, how come you haven’t sealed my lips shut? I know you want to.”

“Oh Kate. I do, believe me, but I don’t think I want to put you through such a stressful experience so soon.”

“I won’t lie, Daphne. This is very difficult for me, but I want to go through with this. Can you understand?”

“Yes I do, Kate. Very much.”

Without warning, Kate found her head encased in a tight latex hood with no holes. Not even for her nose. There was a moment of puzzlement, as it dawned on her how severe and dangerous this was. After about 15 seconds, she started feeling panic. Real panic. Not just stressed out, or super anxious, but terrified.

Daphne stood back and watched, enraptured at the woman she had turned into a faceless rubber doll. Every last inch of her was cut of from the outside world. She almost didn’t hear Kate moaning and trying to scream from within her rubber prison. She snapped out of her mini trance, and immediately began the work of freeing Kate from her latex cocoon.

“Oh my gosh! Daphne!”

“Kate I’m so sorry! I got carried away! I’m really sorry, I just-”

“Daphne! It’s okay!”

“It is?”

“Yes! That was… wow! That was amazing!”

“You… you weren’t scared?”

“Oh, I definitely was, but - how can I describe it? I’d never felt anything like that before!”

“Oh! This is certainly an unexpected surprise!”

After having been extricated from her rubber sleepsack, Daphne moves forward with the next phase of Kate’s exposure therapy.

“Alright, Kate, it’s time to wrap up your pretty face in soft white bandages.”

“After what we just got done with, this seems like it’ll be easy.”

“Don’t be so sure! Now that you’ve experienced the intensity, it’s time to experience the duration. You didn’t have any other plans today, did you?”

“Ummm… no.”

“Good! Because you’re going to be a mummy for the day.”

As Daphne removed more rolls of gauze from their packages, Kate thinks back to the first time she ever had her head wrapped up during one of Joan’s photoshoots. It was so stressful for her, and at the time, she marveled at how Joan could do it at all! But now it seemed so easy. It was fun now. She couldn’t see or speak, and the snug gauze hugged every inch of her head. The mystery of the appeal was finally becoming clear to her.

“Are you ready to go out for a little walk, Kate?”

“Hm hmmmph?”

“Yes, a walk. I’m going to need a willing assistant for the next part.”

“Hm MM Mmnn?”

“Um… sure. Let’s go!”

Blind and mute, Kate is led by Daphne to their destination.

Daphne: “Hello Joan! I brought Kate with me!”

Joan: “Hi Daphne! Hello Kate!”

Kate: “Hm Hmmn!”

Joan: “Kate? What’s going on?”

Daphne: “Oh, sorry Joan. Kate’s a little wrapped up at the moment. Well, her head is, anyway.”

Joan: “Really? Kate, it’s not like you do do something like this. I thought you were claustrophobic.”

Kate: “M mmm!”

Daphne: “Kate and I have been doing some exposure therapy, to help with her anxiety. You won’t believe the progress she’s made!”

Joan: “I’m… not sure what to say. I never expected this!”

Daphne: “I need your help. Kate’s going to be mummified today for the first time ever.”

Joan: “Really? Wow! Oh Kate, you’re in for a treat!”

At long last, after a lengthy and meticulous wrapping process, Kate was completely mummified in gauze bandages. She can feel every inch of her body being hugged by the soft white wrappings, keeping her blind, mute, and immobile. All she can do is breathe through the fabric covering her nose, and listen to Joan and Daphne talk.

“I was thinking of leaving her here for the next hour, Joan.”

“Only an hour? I think Kate wants twice that, don’t you Kate?”

“Mmff! MmmFF!!”

“I think that’s a yes. What do you think, Daphne?”

“I’m not so sure. She is new to this, after all.”

“Well I’m not going to give you the chance to worry about it.”

“What are you talking about?”

“You didn’t think I was going to let you prance about here after mummifying my best friend, did you?”

“I…”

“Oh yes, Daphne. It’s time for revenge, for that time you left my head encased in fiberglass.”

“Oh… I see…” :)

With Kate mummified and unable to see, Joan changes into something naughty, and strips Daphne down to her panties. She then comes back with several rolls of black PVC tape, and begins encasing Daphne’s entire head, leaving only her nose uncovered.

Kate listens on, unable to tell exactly what’s happening, but she suspects by Daphne’s gagged moaning sounds, Joan is giving her a taste of her own medicine!

After several hours, Joan decides to rescue her friend Kate. First she’ll have to change, and make sure Daphne is clothed. Then she’ll unwrap Kate, before letting Daphne free as well.