Wifey Training
Chapter 1

Caution: This Mind Control Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Consensual, Romantic, Mind Control, Heterosexual, Slut Wife, Oral Sex, Masturbation,

Desc: Mind Control Sex Story: Chapter 1 - Jane gets help from her psychiatrist to become the perfect Wifey for her husband.

"Oh my god, doctor, I ... he..." Jane broke down, sobbing into the phone.

"There, there, Jane," her psychiatrist said smoothly, "take a moment to collect yourself."

Jane was a relatively new patient for Dr. Susan Palmer. She had come in complaining of depression and lack of energy just two months ago. Unfortunately, even after a half dozen sessions, they had made no real progress. But now here she was calling her doctor out of the blue.

Jane took a minute to settle down. "I was ... I was on my husband's computer just now ... you know he almost never leaves it on ... I had to borrow his stapler ... and then I thought I'd just check my E-mail rather than start up my own computer, you know? But then I must have hit the wrong button ... because ... Oh damn!" Jane broke into fresh sobs.

"What, Jane?" Dr. Susan prompted.

"WifeysWorld!" Jane wailed.

"What's that?" Immediately Dr. Susan opened up her own web browser and googled 'wifeys world'.

"It's porn! It's porn of this ... this ... woman!" Jane spat out the word, "and she's doing all of these slutty, disgusting, things for her husband..."

Meanwhile, Dr. Susan had found the site and had opened the homepage. 'The web's most well-endowed, orally-obsessed housewife, ' she read. Hmmmm, very, very interesting, she thought to herself.

"But all men look at porn," Dr. Susan said, reasonably. "It's perfectly healthy."

"But she's a housewife!" Jane practically screamed. "He shouldn't need her!! He's got me! It's so unfair!"

"Okay Jane, let's put those specifics aside for now. I'm going to ask you some questions, and I want for you to answer them as honestly as possible. Can you do that for me?"

Jane blew her nose. "Yes..." she sniffled.

"Very good. Now question number one: How long has it been since you and Ted have had sex?"

Dr. Susan heard a quick intake of air on the other end of the line. In their sessions, Jane had always refused to answer this question, saying that it wasn't relevant.

"Uh... 7 months, I guess."

"You guess?"

"Okay, I know! It was 7 months ago, when we were on vacation."

"And how long has it been since you had an orgasm?"

"I don't need to answer that."

"JANE!" Dr. Susan said, with a very firm voice. Sometimes, psychiatrists need to use tough love, she knew. "You must trust me to help you get better. Now answer the question!"

"Fine. Two, three ... ah..."


"Years. Okay fine. It's been years. I can't remember the last time I orgasmed."

"Oh Jane, you poor poor thing!"

"And it's all his fault! Why doesn't he..."

Suddenly Jane stopped herself.

"Doesn't he what?"


"No, Jane, I think we are really making good progress here. Why doesn't he what?"

"I can't, it's too ... I can't!"


"Why doesn't he treat me like Wifey! Oh, this is terrible! I can't ... I can't possibly want that, can I?! To be treated like a slut, like a sex object? I can't ... No. It can't be..."

"Are you jealous of Wifey?"

"Yes," Jane surprised herself with the anger in her voice. "DAMN her. He should be looking at me, not at some cheep tawdry wife on the internet. I mean, what's she have that I don't have??"

"Jane, do you really want me to answer that?"

Suddenly, Jane felt fresh tears flow down her cheeks, dripping down off her chin.

"Yes," she sobbed.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes! Please, tell me. Why won't he treat me like Wifey?"

"Do you want him to treat you like Wifey's husband treats her? Is that what you really want?"


"Be honest, Jane. Is that what you want? Because I can make it happen."

"You can?"

"Yes, I can. But you have to be completely honest with me and with yourself. Do you want your husband to treat you like Wifey?"

Jane thought for a second. But then she noticed something ... something she hadn't felt for a very long time.

Her pussy was wet.

"Yes..." she whispered.

"Yes, what?" Dr. Susan prompted, smiling on her end from ear to ear. A breakthrough!!

"Yes," Jane said, a bit louder. "I want my husband to treat me like Wifey."

"You want to be treated like Wifey?"

"Yes." Unconsciously, Jane snuck a hand down to her crotch.

"You want to be like Wifey for your husband?"

"Yes!" She rubbed harder.

"You want to be Wifey for your husband?"


Dr. Susan paused, hearing Jane gasp and moan on the other side of the phone. She smiled. Her patient just had an orgasm on the phone with her! Goodness, this was a first. Dr. Susan felt her own nipples stiffen.

"Okay, Jane, I can help you with this, but you must follow my directions exactly, do you understand? I will accept no back-talk, no evasions, and no half measures. If you're really going to do this, you must go all the way. Do I have your promise?"

"I promise."

"Very good. Okay, here's what we're going to do..."

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