It’s surprising the lengths we go to, when we are on the hook and don’t realise the extent to it. Life has an odd way of escalating a tiny problem, so that it becomes an ever-increasing issue that comes to dominate your very existence—to the point all you are doing are reacting to the latest disaster, rather than pre-empting the next.<br/><br/>Psychologists have developed a term for this, it’s called “Shit hitting the fan”, and by the sounds of it, Jaclyn had a whole load of cows on standby to fire at any moment.<br/><br/><strong>“Countering it is, to be blunt, going to be an issue for you,”</strong>I admitted grimly with a small shake of my head.<strong>“Even a person of insurmountable will would struggle to ‘just say no’ and be able to avoid the influence you are experiencing currently.”</strong><br/><br/>Getting up out of my chair, I moved around the desk and perched against the corner closest to Jaclyn, as I explained.<br/><br/><strong>“We are beings of hidden desires and needs, all waiting to be exposed to your conscious mind, and once we experience them, and discover how much we like them, there is no possible way of shoving them back into pandoras box, because they have become part of who you are—like it or not. In your case the humiliation, the exhibitionism, the loss of control…all these things are parts of your nature that you have now been exposed to, and they will always be there, needing to be sated.”</strong><br/><br/>Absently running a nail along my nylon covered leg, I paused a moment before continuing.<br/><br/><strong>“Some of my peers would advise a course of aversion therapy, in the attempt to make the feelings you associate with those desires so disgusting that you would never dream of doing them again. Such a course would be counter-productive, however, and psychologically damaging as you force yourself to actively restrict a part of your personality that needs to be expressed.”</strong><br/><br/>I knew that too well, having had direct experience of it.<br/><br/><strong>“Another set would advise you to ensure that you cease all contact with this woman and remain in hiding for a set period of time, assuring you that her influence, and the feelings associated with it, would lessen, until it had no hold of you at all. The problem with that, of course, is that you are so knotted up in her web, that you have no choice but to answer her calls, and do as she wishes, for fear of her exposing the crimes you have committed for her, and destroying not only your livelihood, but those are reliant on you.”</strong><br/><br/>Taking a breath, knowing how this is going to sound, I stated my honest opinion.<br/><br/><strong>“There is a third option, however, but one that’s probably as unpalatable as the other two for you, and that’s to give yourself into the power of someone you trust to look after your interests, whilst giving you those needs you have. The solution is unusual, admittedly, but logically, if you are indulging in your submissive, exhibitionist fantasies with a trusted partner or professional Mistress, it would blunt the impact Du Monde has on your psyche, and thus the power over you.”</strong><br/>