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Well, nothing in your blood work indicates that this is an issue with

we might want to explore the possibility that this is something else.

Maybe something psychological.

I grew up in a single -parent home with a mother who valued modesty and chastity

above everything else.

One time she caught me masturbating and just beat me so hard I couldn't sit down

for a week.

So yeah, I'm aware I have issues.

What I'm trying to do is fix them.

What about something unconventional?

It's called the Variel House. It's run by a brother and sister team.

Their practice is fairly controversial, and as a medical professional, I can't

endorse what they do publicly, but what I can tell you privately is that their

work is effective and has been for nearly everyone I've sent their way.

What do you mean by controversial?

You'll be asked to do things that might make you uncomfortable.

Tasks. Sexual exercises.

Exploration of your innermost desires.

See, Whitney and I, we don't practice conventional therapy.

We tailor our treatment to the specific needs of our patient.

We have a 95 % success rate.

Which is quite impressive, given the fact that we only take on the most dire

cases, like yours.

But nothing is unfixable.

That is if you do the work.

The success or failure of your therapy depends entirely upon you.

All we ask is that you do the instructions provided to you, even if it

you. And, believe me, some will scare you.

I'll do everything you ask of me.

This isn't conventional therapy, Anna.

Don't expect conventional treatment.

Gage and I will provide you with a room, food, all your basic necessities, soap,

shampoo. You'll be very well taken care of here.

And there's to be absolutely no contact with the outside world.

No phone calls, no letters, no newspapers, no television shows, no

nothing.

We do ask that you video journal every day.

It's up to you whether you want to share it or not, but it is a requirement.

Just a way to document your journey here.

To express the things that you might be unwilling or able to share with Gage or

myself.

I need you to sign that.

That's a release that indemnifies us against any liability in case you find

methods objectionable.

We've never had a problem, though, before, but...

Just in case.

You didn't even read it.

If you can find a way to help me become sexually free, I won't question how you

do it.

I just ask that you do it.

All right, then.

Oh, and another thing. There's another patient being treated here right now.

You most likely will probably run into him, but you are not to interact with

whatsoever.

Interrupting or interacting with another person's therapy can actually nullify

the results we're trying to find here.

Not talking to men has never really been a problem for me.

No offense.

We'll try and make your stay here as comfortable as we can.

Now therapy, especially our approach to it, isn't inherently comfortable.

It's meant to push you past your limits.

You have to get out of your comfort zone if you want to make progress.

Tasks will be given to you any time, day or night.

You're not to question them. You're to complete them.

Everyone's scared in the beginning, Anna.

It's completely natural.

It's the process.

Leave the rest to us.

Welcome to your first task, Anna.

Thanks.

So, based on my understanding of your case, sex drive and desire aren't really

an issue for you.

It's more of a fear of sexuality, is that right?

Yeah.

You know, fear usually stems from insecurity, which is often just the

overthinking and overanalyzing.

An inability to simply...

Let go and live within the moment.

So today, instead of standing on the edge of the cliff wondering how far down

that fall is going to be, you're just going to jump right now

with me holding your hand.

What are you going to make me do?

Sexuality is much more than just the act of sex.

how something feels against your fingertips, on your tongue.

Don't be scared.

Just enjoy the feeling, sensation.

The human form should never intimidate you.

Not yours.

Not anyone's.

See, that's not so bad, was it?

Kind of.

Can I take this off now? No, we're not done yet.

Walk straight ahead.

Sensuality is about using all of your senses.

Sight, touch, taste, sound.

I just want you to focus on the breath and the sound that you hear for the next

20 minutes.

It's going to be a little longer than 20 minutes.

Lucky me.

Just relax.

Listen to everything.

Observe.

Visualize everything you're hearing.

Afterwards, I encourage you to journal about everything you thought,

everything you heard.

Yes, exactly.

Yeah. Give it that dirty little hole it deserves.

Yeah. Nice good fucking...

If she didn't know, she will later.

It's 5 .30 p .m., August 3rd, 2013.

This is...

Definitely not what I signed up for.

I don't know what I signed up for, but it wasn't this.

I touched a man's penis.

The penis of a man I've never even met before.

Or even seen before.

What nothing

What

I

I didn't touch her penis Earlier, did

I?

Look, sweetheart, if you were to touch my penis, I think you'd remember.

Put it in your mouth.

Oh, look at you.

This isn't me.

Of course it's you. It's always you.

Dressing a dull girl in sexy clothes doesn't suddenly turn her into a

sex goddess.

It only works in the movies.

Well, if that was all this was about, then you'd be right.

What is this about?

Sexuality comes from within, whether someone's dressed to reflect that or

If you dress the part, you'll feel the part.

Then you'll begin to embrace the part.

Just live in this moment for today.

You can question it later.

Oh, and your closet is filled with a whole new wardrobe.

Should you decide to experiment with this idea on your own?

And it's all yours to keep.

Enjoy.

Well... This is easier than yesterday's task.

I think.

I can barely get to work without thinking about it.

I'm in complete control of the situation.

And, uh, when I get home...

There she is, tied to my bed.

She's been tied up all day?

Yeah.

Since I left for work.

About ten hours.

And, uh, no breaks, no food, no water, nothing.

Just waiting.

And I can see the relief in her eyes when I walk into the room. I can tell

ready to fuck.

And trust me, she got off on the waiting as much as I got off making her wait.

I almost wanted to leave her there for another ten hours, but it's just...

Not worth the money.

Do you always pay for sex?

Yeah.

Every time.

See, it's just a fucking goodbye.

It's worth everybody.

No entanglements.

Exactly.

And this one just has huge, beautiful breasts and a beautiful face beneath

mask.

Why the mask?

Because I like the idea that she's just a body that I'm fucking.

You know, a stranger with no identity. It's that whole connection thing

that just kills it for me every time.

It can get messy.

Yeah. Yeah, it can.

Then what?

Well, there was a slit in the bottoms of her lingerie. I slide my finger in.

She's already wet and just writhing against me.

See, she craves that stranger fuck just as much as I do.

I mean, hell, she does it for a living.

And I don't know what it is about her, but something just kept, I don't know,

just sucking me deeper and deeper into this moment with her, and I was just

fucking scared the hell out of me.

Ugh.

Too real for you, huh?

If you don't see them, they don't see you. It's just easier.

Yeah, it is.

What do you think would happen if you really had a sexual connection with

someone?

I don't ever want to be one of those people who gets lost in another person.

No, it's not for me.

Connecting with another person doesn't mean you have to lose yourself.

Sexual intimacy frees you in ways you can't even imagine right now.

Sometimes I wonder if we're all wearing masks.

Hiding who we are.

Fearing who we are?

I mean, inside I crave sex.

I want to be fucked, touched, consumed.

My body refuses to let me act on my thoughts.

My body's holding me prisoner.

I don't want to lose myself in someone else.

I want to be able to find myself in them.

Hey, Whitney tells me you did well with your task today.

The penis touching?

Not really.

I wouldn't discount that.

Especially the fact that you completed the task.

Some people may have rejected it entirely.

This is for you.

This will likely help you.

The more you know about yourself, the more you can learn about others.

I don't need this.

Everybody masturbates.

If they don't, they should, because it's natural.

Listen, Anna, don't let the baggage of your childhood stifle your adulthood.

You define your sexuality, not your mother, not your upbringing, you.

And you can create the kind of sexual identity that you want.

Pretty.

Feminine.

Delicate.

What do you see?

Beyond the obvious. Beyond what's in front of you.

And don't be so literal.

Tell me who she is as a sexual entity.

Let your mind create this lush, rich, visual picture of her.

She is beautiful.

You're going to have to dig deeper, Anna.

What you see is a reflection of you.

And if what you see is only on the surface, then that's where you're going

stay. You're going to be stuck.

You're going to be emotionally unreachable, untouchable. You're going

unwilling to even open yourself up and see new things.

Use your imagination. Tell me who she is through your eyes, not from beyond

these towering walls that you've put up.

She is...

seductive, tempting almost.

And she has a mouth that opens quickly when it's kissed.

She always kisses with full tongue, open and full

and all -encompassing.

There's a mystery to her.

A secret about her that only she knows.

And it lures you in.

It captivates you.

Entrances you.

She's comfortable in her own skin and prefers to be naked.

But she takes time in how she dresses.

If only for the moment when she undresses.

Everything is a seduction.

from the clothes she takes off to the clothes she leaves on.

She likes to be the seducer, but never the aggressor.

She likes the power that she has over men.

She can turn even the tamest one into an animal.

She likes to be bitten, sometimes hard.

She doesn't require a ton of foreplay or build -up. And by the time you really

touch her,

She's already dripping wet.

She likes a man that doesn't take his time with her.

She prefers that he throw her down and simply take her.

Mm -hmm.

Please, Mark.

Please, Mark. Yes, yes.

She never leaves unsatisfied.

She always makes sure to get exactly what she wants.

That was excellent work, Anna.

You shared your sexual observations with us out loud.

You didn't run away from it. You didn't bottle it up.

And that is a sign of the progress that you've made here.

Your imagination is a powerful, powerful sexual tool.

You're really good at reading people's turn -ons.

Or maybe you're just talking about your own.

There's a shift starting to happen inside of me.

I can feel it.

I can feel the walls starting to crumble.

Come in.

Don't look so nervous.

It's overshadowing the confidence that wants to take you over.

Right.

You don't feel it?

Maybe a little.

Don't worry. It'll become more evident as time goes on.

Should I just come back another time? No, not at all. I actually need both of

you, so come in.

Today's work is going to be collaborative, which Gage and I both

possibility at some point.

Emmett, I would like you to remove your shirt and lie down on the bed.

Anna, you can go grab the massage oil on the table, please.

Okay, so Emmett, I would like you to focus on how it feels to experience

in a non -sexual medium.

The feeling of warm hands, someone else's hands on your body. That

And Anna?

I would like you to get more comfortable with touching a man's body in a more

connected way as opposed to the casual genital exploration we did the other

So come on up here.

You can put some oil on his back.

Consider all the emotions and feelings in this moment.

Fear.

An arousal.

Sensuality.

Safety.

Where does your mind go?

Does it wander somewhere else?

Does it stay here?

Don't be so gentle.

I wouldn't want to hurt you.

You won't.

Anna, straddle Emmett.

What?

Straddle him.

I want you to fuck me.

Please,

are you really going to eat me back?

I love it when you beg.

Anna, why are you being so tentative?

I'm not tentative.

Physically, you are. You're barely touching him.

You know, I think maybe me being here is distracting you, too.

No, no.

Well... I think for the betterment of the experiment, I will leave you two

alone.

Enjoy this moment.

Connecting can be a really powerful thing, even between two strangers.

It feels incredible.

I'm a little nervous.

I'm not that good with men.

That's okay.

I'm not so good with intimacy.

I did it.

Emmett scares me, not in a bad way and not in a so

-scared -I -want -to -run -away kind of way, but just in the power of my

attraction to him and my inability to do or say anything about it.

Because even though I'm completely and totally free in my mind, my body is

frigid.

I want to act on every sexual impulse, not just fantasize about them.

I don't know. She's vanilla.

She probably likes the predictability of sex.

Probably a big fan of missionary.

I don't know.

You're so much better at this than he is.

What?

You asked me to describe her as a sexual being, and that's what I see. No. It's

a projection of what you want to see. Because you won't allow yourself to

vulnerable enough.

To get beyond that.

Well, sorry, Doc. I don't know what to tell you.

Emmett, switch places with Anna.

It's your turn to be on the hot seat.

Do it.

Tell me who he is as a sexual being.

Paint me a picture.

Um, he likes sex.

No shit.

The rougher, the better.

Sometimes there's pain.

The pain makes him feel alive.

He seeks out anonymous sex.

Sex that comes and goes without any real connection.

because he's uncertain if he's capable of enjoying anything else.

But I'd venture to say that when he's fucking somebody he doesn't know,

a part of him that wishes he did.

That way he could push the limits of sex even farther.

More intensity, more passion, more pain.

He wants to indulge himself,

being open during sex.

So he fucks with his eyes open, but his heart closed.

Very well done.

Yeah, bravo.

Fan -fucking -tastic. What the fuck was that all about?

It's an exercise.

It's not an opportunity for criticism.

Not an opportunity for criticism? You criticized me for telling me my

observations were invalid.

No, what I was saying was that you were making a surface analysis.

You're the one holding back.

You're just phoning it in. You're going through the motions.

Well, I'm sorry I'm not playing into your stupid bullshit games and patting

on the back telling you how good of a job you're doing helping us with all of

our little problems. Then leave.

Because I won't stop you.

I work with people who want to get better, not crybabies who come in here

think they know everything.

If you want to get better and work through your bullshit issues...

Then I suggest you start bringing something more to the table than just

attitude.

I think it's time we step up the game for both of you.

What's that, electroshock therapy?

No.

You're going to work on your task together from this point on.

Why?

She just won bullshit analysis to me and now she's a fucking expert?

You sound intimidated.

I'm not intimidated.

Good.

Then you'll be able to do the work.

Oh, this is just going to be magical.

Today's task, slow dance.

Never breaking eye contact with each other.

Come together.

Feel each other's bodies moving together against one another.

Fluid, sensual motion.

Feel the heat.

The unspoken sensuality of it.

I don't mean to be disrespectful or anything. I just really don't see the

of this.

No questions.

Just do the work.

Today's task.

Explore the eroticism of taste.

Not just with food or with drink, but taste each other's skin.

You know, I don't plan on tasting any part of you.

We're supposed to complete our task.

Yeah, well, you know what, sweetheart? You want to taste me?

Taste away.

Each person has their own distinct taste, and that can be addicting.

When it's somebody you're physically attracted to, it can open up a whole new

element of your sensual experience.

Today's task, undress one another.

Remove every item of clothing until you're standing in front of one another

completely naked.

Don't judge one another.

Simply observe.

Take in every curve, every muscle, every hair.

Okay. So you weren't the guy I touched the other day?

What makes you say that?

You're a lot bigger than he was.

Today's task.

Have a glass of wine and share with each other a sexual fantasy.

Something you've never told anybody before.

I like the idea of being spanked.

Punished for bad behavior.

Begging for the punishment.

A game of deprivation and denial.

Like, not fucking for long periods of time.

Spanked so hard that it leaves a mark.

Like withdrawals from a drug that makes your whole body ache.

And finally getting into the temptation.

So that, long after sex...

you can still see the imprint on your body.

Like that ultimate high, but with another person.

Today's task.

Discover the erotic in the mundane.

Everything is an opportunity for you to embody your own sexuality.

Live in the moment.

Today's task.

Play the game of trust with one another. One of the greatest things you can ever

enjoy is the unwavering trust you share with another human being.

Now it's your turn.

No, you can't hold my weight.

Try me.

No, I don't want to hurt you.

You won't.

No.

Today's task.

Do something completely out of the ordinary.

Let yourself live in that moment.

Don't mock it.

Embrace it.

Understand what it means to exist outside of your comfort zone and let

take pleasure in the risk.

Today's task.

Reveal a hidden secret.

With the enclosed body paints, use each other's bodies as your canvas.

Write down the first sexual thought that comes to your mind.

Write it somewhere that only you can see.

Something you might be scared of admitting or saying out loud.

And then, afterwards, wash it off.

Notice how the private admission makes you feel.

Are you confident?

Turned on?

Amused?

Afraid? Today's task.

See one another.

Not with your eyes only, but with the energy surrounding one another.

Feel the connection you share through this experience.

Can I ask you something?

Sure.

What made you come here to the burial house?

I don't know.

I guess I, uh...

Just got tired of being me.

What happened to you that made you like to detach so much?

You know, no matter how good you think things are going or how much you think

you love someone, it just never works out in the end.

And it's just easier not to care in the first place.

I wouldn't know. I've never loved anyone before.

You know, that might be a good thing.

I doubt it.

I trust Emmett now.

Fully and completely.

And now I can't stop thinking about him.

I want to feel him deep inside of me.

His breath on my neck. His tongue in my mouth.

I have this ache that my mind's not going to satisfy anymore.

My body needs to.

He's gone.

Five percent failure rate.

Did he say where he was going?

Back to his life, I suppose. I mean, where does anybody go when they leave?

He just outright quit. He didn't give a reason.

Some people can't handle the work.

He was doing so well.

Anna, people's demons aren't so easily defeated.

Anyway, he's gone.

And soon enough, you'll be too.

What do you mean?

Today's your final task.

Whitney and I believe that you've come about as far as you can under our

tutelage. Are you ending my treatment because he left?

We had so much more to explore and experience together.

Anna, this wasn't about you forging a relationship with another person. It was

about you finding that point where you were sexually free.

I don't want it to be over.

I don't want to go back.

I don't want to live in a world where sex is just an issue to solve or a

to fix or something to run away from.

I don't want this process to end. It never ends, Anna. Whether it's in here

it's out there. It didn't end for Emmett because he left.

And it doesn't end for you either.

Listen, the true test of progress is not who you are when you're safe.

It's who you are when you're not safe.

Now... I know you're going through some level of difficulty emotionally with

your friend being gone.

But you need to recognize just how far you've come with him and without him.

Today's task is to surrender.

To allow yourself to feel a sexual intensity at the hand of another person.

To allow yourself to let go of every hang -up, every fear, and every

and allow yourself to be truly pleasured by another.

Don't allow Emmett's departure to be a reason for you to stop moving forward.

Grrrr!

My God.

It's been a true pleasure seeing how far you've come.

And just like that, it's over.

Just like that, it's beginning.

Yeah.

Thank you guys both for everything, really.

With all your efforts, we just provided a little guidance.

I have something I want to give both of you.

It's my own little task for you guys.

Whitney and Gage, for the past month you've truly opened my eyes to a world I

never thought was possible.

You chipped away at every issue and helped me see the beauty and sensuality

all things.

I leave the varial house a confident, self -assured woman, ready to take on

world one day at a time.

I only hope that Emmett can one day know such freedom.

I left my video journal on my dresser. I don't know if you have any idea where

he's gone to.

But if you do, would you mind sending it along to him?

It's an important part of my own sexual journey that I hope might help him in

his own.

September 12, 2013.

This is the last of my video journals.

Emmett left.

He just left a note and disappeared.

Part of me wanted to disappear after that.

But then I realized my work was already done.

and running away with serving a purpose.

I mean, when I started, I was just this guarded and stifled woman.

But then the walls and the fears and the insecurities started to fade, and I

became this new, sexual, confident woman.

And I know that a large part of that was because of him.

I know my connection with him wasn't just one -sided.

And the things I felt in every look and experience we had together wasn't just a

task.

I wonder if Gage were to give him another assignment for him to paint a

of me and what he saw in me, if it would be the same.

Or if our time together would have changed him enough for him to see in me

everything that I saw in him.

How did you... Whitney gave me your address.

Oh. What are you doing here?

Honestly, I just wanted to see how you were doing.

I'm good. I'm really good.

to be rough with me.

No problem.

But first you have to earn it.

Well.

First deprivation.

Then reward.

And then punishment.

I said I never told you that.

I'm glad you did.

Amen.

The sweetness in your voice is just a small part of the real you.

I think the real you is a sexual force that just wants to get fucked like a bad

girl.

I'd also add that as soft and gentle as you are, there's a major intimidation

factor in being around a woman that's mind is equally as sexy as her body.

That's what I would say if I had to do Gage's exercise all over again.

Well, good.