Leena arrived home from work around 5:30 pm and rushed from her car and up the stairs to her apartment door. Once again she had wet her panties in the car on the way home. This had happened so many times that she kept a plastic bag covered with a towel on her drivers seat all the time now. She fumbled with her keys trying to get her door unlocked while pressing her thighs tightly together, bending slightly and squirming to try to keep her still full bladder from emptying itself on her door step. She rushed inside, slamming the door behind her, and tossed her purse on the couch as she made a mad dash for the bathroom. Trying to stop herself from dribbling on the carpet she was holding herself tight between her legs with one hand as she pulled her skirt up with the other. She turned into the bathroom and threw herself onto the toilet letting her pee gush through her already wet panties and into the bowl with a huge sigh of relief which she could barely hear over the sound of her stream hitting the water. Sitting there as her bladder drained she thought to herself "I have got to do something about this problem, there must be an answer somewhere".
Leenas' problem was that she had always had a fear of using public bathrooms ever since she was 12 years old and had been molested in one. Now, a 5' 6" tall 25 year old brunette with a firm and shapely body she still could not go into a ladies room without her phobia returning. She worked in one office of a building which had several offices in it but only one set of restrooms with an outside entrance from the walkway. She would only use the ladies room if one of the other women in her office was going there with her but since that was not always possible she had learned the practice of holding her pee all day if necessary to avoid going in there alone. This had been one of those days so she could not avoid having small accidents in the car on the way home.
Leena finished her long stay on the toilet and took off her wet panties. She had managed to keep her skirt dry by pulling it up when she got into the car so as not to be sitting on it when the inevitable happened. She got out of the rest of her clothes and cleaned herself up, then put on her grey sweat suit that she wore for lounging around the house. She went to the kitchen to prepare something for dinner and while waiting for her food to cook she picked up the phone and called her best friend. "Hello Fran?" she said after hearing the usual "hello". "Hi Leena, What's up?" the voice on the other end said. "Fran, I was wondering if you could come over this evening for coffee, I need to talk to you". "Sure" said Fran, "any problem?" she asked. "No, nothing new anyway" Leena replied. "Well give me about an hour and I'll be there" said Fran. "OK, I'll see you then" Leena said and hung up the phone. She ate her dinner and waited for Fran to arrive.
Fran showed up about 7:15 and they sat down to talk over a cup of coffee. Leena started "Fran, I just cant go on like this, I need help. It happened again today". "What happened?" was Frans reply. "You Know, it happened in the car again" was Leenas answer. "Oh", said Fran, "you mean you wet yourself again?". "Yes", Leena cried, "and I don't know what to do about it". "Well, I have an idea" Said Fran, "why don't you go see Dr. Jamisson". To which Leena replied "Who is Dr. Jamisson?". Fran went on to explain "You remember last year when I wanted to stop smoking and Dr. Jamisson cured me of the habit?". "Oh yea", said Leena, "you mean the Hypnotist Dr. Jamisson?". "That's the one" Fran replied. "Well do you really think he could help me with my problem?" asked Leena. "I'd bet on it" said Fran, "he's very good". The girls finished their coffee and the next day Leena called Dr. Jamissons office and made an appointment for the following thursday.
At 2:00 in the afternoon Leena arrived wearing her usual business wear, today it was a lite blue skirt and white blouse, as she had come directly from work. Under her skirt she wore pink silk panties but no pantihose as she had stopped wearing them since her first accident on the way home when she had first started working at her present job. She wore a lace bra that showed off her beautiful breasts through the top of her blouse which was always unbuttoned at the top. During her drive from work she was aware of her bladder feeling a bit full but she was use to this and not concerned about it for this was pretty normal for this time of day and she knew she could hold it for quite a long while. The thought occurred to her that there might be a bathroom in the doctors office she could use but as she walked down the hall she passed by the pubic restrooms and knew they were there for the patents and since she wasn't about to go in there she would just have to wait. As it turned out there wouldn't have been time for it anyway because it was now her appointment time and as she entered Dr. Jamissons office and checked in with the receptionist she was told to go right in, the Doctor is waiting. Dr. Jamisson was a tall lite brown haired man in his late thirties, and after introductions, he invited Leena to sit on the couch and began to interview her.
At 2:00 in the afternoon Leena arrived wearing her usual business wear, today it was a lite blue skirt and white blouse, as she had come directly from work. Under her skirt she wore pink silk panties but no pantihose as she had stopped wearing them since her first accident on the way home when she had first started working at her present job. She wore a lace bra that showed off her beautiful breasts through the top of her blouse which was always unbuttoned at the top. During her drive from work she was aware of her bladder feeling a bit full but she was use to this and not concerned about it for this was pretty normal for this time of day and she knew she could hold it for quite a long while. The thought occurred to her that there might be a bathroom in the doctors office she could use but as she walked down the hall she passed by the pubic restrooms and knew they were there for the patents and since she wasn't about to go in there she would just have to wait. As it turned out there wouldn't have been time for it anyway because it was now her appointment time and as she entered Dr. Jamissons office and checked in with the receptionist she was told to go right in, the Doctor is waiting. Dr. Jamisson was a tall lite brown haired man in his late thirties, and after introductions, he invited Leena to sit on the couch and began to interview her.
In the ensuing conversation, Leena explained her problem with public restrooms to the doctor. He in turn explained how, although he is actually a psychiatrist, he often finds hypnosis helpful in treatment of patients with phobias and unfounded psychological fears. It was decided that this form of treatment may be beneficial in Leenas case and he asked her if she was willing to test her ability to be subjected to hypnosis at this time. She said she was. Dr. Jamisson lowered the lights in the office and asked Leena to get completely relaxed on the couch. She lay back and put her head on a pillow which was against the arm rest. Dr. Jamisson began his hypnotic routine and in no time Leena was fast asleep in a hypnotic trance. Jamisson was surprised at how fast she went under and he knew she would be an excellent subject. Jamisson asked "now tell me Leena, how do you feel?". Leena replied "I feel good but I have to use the bathroom". Jamisson said "Tell me how you felt the last time you thought about using a public restroom". Leena answered "it was just before I came into your office and passed the restrooms in the hall. I wanted to go in and relieve myself but I got this anxiety and a cold shiver when I thought about being in there alone". "OK Leena" said the doctor, "so then you still have to go?". "Oh yes" answered Leena, "very much so", and as she said this her hand moved instinctively into her crotch and she crossed her legs tightly together. Upon seeing this, Dr. Jamisson felt a flush of excitement race through his body and noticed his dick getting hard in his pants. He asked her to regress back to the day before she called his office for an appointment. "You're about to leave work" he said, "how do you feel?". Leena replied "I have to pee so bad I don't know if I'll make it home". As she was saying this she began squirming on the couch pressing her hand ever tighter between her crossed legs and bouncing her knees up and down. By now Jamisson had a real hard on and he asked Leena to sit up on the couch. He then said to her "now you're in your car going home, tell me what you're feeling". Leena, now sitting uncrossed her legs and put her right foot out in front of her as though she was using the accelerator and her left foot flat on the floor. At first she put both hands in front of her as thought she was holding the steering wheel but quickly her left hand went back into her crotch as she continued to squirm and make little bounces with her butt. Jamisson turned up the lights a bit so he could see clearly between her legs and watch her hand rubbing at her pussy. Leena started to answer "I have to go so bad I don't think I"m going to make it hone in time. I feel like I'm going to....." and at that moment Jamisson, who had a clear view of her panties under her short skirt could see the pink silk turning a dark red between her legs. A small puddle settled on the vinal cushion cover under her but she regained control and stopped the leak. Jamisson interrupted her at that point and opened the door to his private bathroom in his office and said "now Leena, you are home and this is your bathroom, What are you doing?". As she answered and described her actions Leena stood up and walked toward the bathroom still holding herself tightly. Her pee was running down her legs as she pulled her skirt up around her waist with the other hand and sat on the toilet. Dr. Jamisson followed her and watched intensely as she removed her hand flooded her panties over the bowl. When she had finished Jamisson asked her to return to the present and go back to the couch. Once she was seated he brought her out of the trance by telling her "I'm going to count backwards from ten. When I get to one you will be fully awake and feeling wonderful. You will not remember anything that has happened since our conversation earlier." Leena had had her eyes open during most of the session but had now closed them as Jamisson counted down. "Three, two, one" and Leena opened her eyes and smiled. "How do you feel Leena" asked Jamisson. She replied "I feel wonderful and refreshed". Then she noticed that her panties were wet and said "I think I had a little accident" to which the doctor replied "Well, you did ask to use my bathroom during the session, perhaps that was when it happened". Leena agreed and Jamisson told her that he was sure we made some progress but he wanted to see her again next week if she wanted to continue the treatment. She said "absolutely" and the doctor escorted her out of his office and asked his receptionist to make another appointment for her the following week.
This is only the beginning of the story. If you liked it let me know and I'll post "Part II" as soon as possible.
dejay
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