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As some of you know my name is Dr. Tabitha Vega. I am a psychologist who specializes in the counselling of children, young adults, adults and couples. I cover a wide array of issues like depression, the loss of a loved one, or my favorite, sex.

You would be surprised on how many things can go a wrong in a person's mind when it comes to the act of sex. From being too shy to talk to a girl or guy to being overly obsessed with sex to the point of it ruining your life. An orgasm is the greatest reward a human can receive from their own brain without any outside substances or drugs. And its for what, doing the one thing have on our minds throughout the day?

Yes I know not everyone thinks about 24/7. Not even the study where it said men think about sex every 7 seconds wasn't true. Could some men be that addicted? Of course but so can women.

With that all being said, I wanted to start on what I really wanted to talk about. Does the name Ivan Pavlov ring a bell?

It should. Even if you know next to nothing about psychology and its history you generally still know about Pavlov and his dog experiment. The one where he rang a bell and fed the dog. He kept this up for a while to build a routine, but one day he just rang the bell and the dog would salivate. It was the associative learning process at work. The dog began to associate his food with hearing the bell, neat right?

Now this is where it gets fun. What if we took this principle of basic associative learning and applied it to everyone's favourite activity of sex. What could we accomplish exactly? Simple we could create an environment where a human could associate something with sexual arousal. It could be the logo of his or her favourite porn site. Maybe the smell of cake? Or the most devious idea of them all.... What if it was their own name?

I know the dominant ones who may be listening just perked up at the sound of that. Just calling your sub into the room with either a bell or their name and have them already be dripping and begging. Though I must say that this does take a lot of work. The schedule has to be the same for the most part and you must never let them break the routine or it will unravel everything you tried to accomplish.

Here is an example, my own actually. I'm very sexually active and always have been. During my earlier years when I was working in counselling offices, I never got a room to myself. Normally it was a shared office. Eventually I was able to start my own counselling center and, more importantly, own office with a lock. As you can imagine I took full advantage of it all the time, especially during my lunch break, to relieve myself. Mostly with my hand at first until I could find a vibrator that didn't vibrate too loudly.

I still enjoy that luxury almost daily. I just love propping my legs up on my desk, leaning back in my soft leather office chair, and sliding the vibe up my skirt. Though I do have to cover my mouth with my other hand since I can get a little loud during the big moments. I would like to be able to let that hand roam. I would much rather to play with my nipples than having to muffle myself. I did think about bringing in a gag, but then plausible deniability goes away when you are caught with a vibe buried in your pussy and a bright orange ball gag strapped around your head. I mean, I wont say I never thought about how hot it would be to get caught, but for the sake of my credibility I'd rather not.

Odd that I'm telling you, but I'm sure you won't tell anyone right?

I told you all of that so this would make sense. I hired a secretary once my office became a little more popular and my appointments were getting too hectic to manage on my own. She was punctual, almost to the minute. One of the main reasons I wanted to hire her, but I never once thought that she would create something that would change my life. She created my "bell" or trigger phrase unknowingly.

She knew I liked to take my lunch a little late around 1pm so she always made sure that time was free of any appointments. She also knew how busy I could get reviewing and typing my notes on patients into our system. So at precisely 1:30pm she would knock and check on me asking through the door, "Have you had your lunch break yet?"

At first it was annoying seeing as I needed a lot of concentration to get myself off in such a short time. I was getting faster at it, and faster, then one day both started to match up. At 1:30pm she would ask through the door again.. "Have you had your lunch break yet?" And I would be on the other side of the door biting my hand trying not scream while I was cumming my brains out.

Of course that means at 1:30pm I get so turned on that I just have to take care of myself no matter where I am...