Her Inner Voice
Copyright© 2026 by RedJohnDoe
Chapter 5
Mind Control Sex Story: Chapter 5 - Anne, a young devoted wife with a perfect modest body, begins hearing a soft, soothing voice inside her head that sounds exactly like her own conscience. Unbeknownst to her, it is her husband Nathan’s vengeful enemy using advanced mind-control technology to turn her into a depraved slut.
Caution: This Mind Control Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Coercion Reluctant Heterosexual Fiction Cheating Slut Wife Wimp Husband Group Sex Anal Sex Double Penetration Exhibitionism Masturbation Sex Toys Tit-Fucking Public Sex Revenge
She ignored the urge to reply that came within her instantly. She put the phone face down on the counter and went to make coffee.
It buzzed again while the water was still running.
alex: u free saturday? there’s a coffee place next to my store.
Thoughts came flowing instantly.
Replying doesn’t mean anything. Also he returned your bank card. That was nice of him. Just be nice to him. You promised him to reply remember? You think that cashier boy have a chance to hit on you? Oh common Anny. You know you’re loyal.
Anne: Oh Hi. Thank you again for returning my bank card. Umm. About the coffee, sorry my husband won’t like it.
That part was true. Nathan is overly jealous. He won’t let her do that of course.
Anne felt a bit of annoyance about that.
Why I can’t be nice to a person who have helped. Is it because I’m married and my husband is insecure?
Anne couldn’t process her own thoughts.
Why I am thinking like this about my husband?
She quickly tried to change her thoughts by focusing on something. Few notifications came but she didn’t care.
But it got harder and harder. She was getting really bored minute by minute. She tried to read a book, walked in the garden, tried to do some errands.
But she couldn’t. She felt really bored. She tried to use the vibrator also. But she couldn’t think of anything arousing.
Only thing she could thought was:
It’ll be really nice if I can talk to someone when I’m this bored.
She tried messaging Nathan but as usual he was not on the phone while working.
Only other option she can think of was Alex. And Ignorance of Nathan already had annoyed Anne, so it was easier to reply Alex.
There was some messages when she opened the chat.
Alex: It’s okay. I’m just saying it will be nice if you come to grab a coffee. Are you ignoring me Anny?
Anne’s fingers started typing.
Anne: Umm. I’ll think about it. But I think we can message once in a while. Because staying at home alone is pretty much boring.
Alex: Yeah I’ll be more than happy to chat with you Anny. Btw if u ever need anything form the store I can drop it off after my shift. Way easier than u driving out here. Just drop me ur address.
It sounded nice. She thought at the table with her coffee going cold in her hands.
It’s a nice offer. But I can’t let a stranger come to our home when Nathan’s not around.
Anne thought. But again:
What is there to be so scared about. He is just a cashier boy. And this is a safe neighborhood. Okay if you are that much afraid, send the wrong street. Be done with it. Also you’re not ordering anything. Right? I can’t refuse a kind offer.
She started typing:
162 elmridge drive.
Okay. That will be like 10 blocks down from here. That’s smart, and that’s a fake address I won’t forget. Okay sending.
But when she realized she froze. She had sent him the actual address of her.
142 elmridge drive.
It was too late to delete it. Alex saw it the moment she sent it.
It’s okay. Just don’t order anything. This is good than refusing a kind offer.
Few days went on. Alex seemed to be a nice guy to chat with. When Nathan left for work, Anne will grab the phone and chat with Alex almost the whole day till Nathan came. Of course when Nathan went back to sleep Anne chatted Alex again. But there wasn’t anything sexual or flirting.
He feels like a nice guy. Nothing to worry.
But Anne noticed that when she is chatting with Alex, she gets extremely aroused. She nearly came with every message. And she loved that feeling. Because it made her come more harder with vibrator later. Thoughts came into her head about a flirting a bit with Alex. But she was capable to resist those urges by fucking herself with the vibrator until she is no longer aroused.
Unfortunately that method didn’t work well in few days. She got aroused so hard that whole lot of fuck sessions didn’t help a bit. The problem was when she put the phone away and got the vibrator to fuck herself, she couldn’t think of anything hot to get off. But the throbbing didn’t stop, it grew more sharper.
Anny, your only solution is to fuck my self while chatting with Alex.
But ... But isn’t it teaching. Anne doubted her own thoughts. Actually its Mark ... yk.
It’s not Alex that is fucking you. You are just masturbating. Are you dumb to think that as cheating Anny.
Midst of arousal every bit of argument felt logical to Anne. So she started her new habit.
Which was fucking herself with the vibrating dildo while chatting with Alex.
By the end of week she had got used to dildo shaped vibrator such that even Nathan’s cock felt strange sometimes. She felt really unsatisfied after Nathan’s sex Wednesday night, she got into the bathroom and fucked herself with the vibrator four times. She shamelessly came on bathroom floor until she was a mess.
Why I’m doing things like this.
It’s just basic human needs Anny. It’s Nathan’s job to keep you well fucked and he failed miserably.
Another few days and Anne was chatting with Alex frequently while fucking herself. At night also with Nathan beside her. Anne got really annoyed sometimes when Nathan tried to hug her in sleep because it made her hard to chat with Alex. But she felt the guilt almost immediately, so she stopped touching herself and went to sleep. In the sleep she saw those filthy dreams everyday. Every morning she woke up with a heavy orgasm giving a her tides of absolute pleasure. And the day was no better, she was always aroused.
Every moment she was free, scenarios came into her mind and those showed scenarios of her flirting with Alex and those humiliating sequences from dreams. They just floated into her mind. She knew she didn’t do that in reality. But it was really comforting to live in those thoughts because those made her cum harder and harder.
She was careful not to let Alex know she is touching and fucking herself while chatting. She managed to. But Mark knew.
And little did she knew Alex was confronted by Mark after the first day incident of supermarket. Then Mark explained the plan to Alex. And a prevert like Alex didn’t want any money for get on the plan. So, he had agreed to the plan just for the love of the game.
Mark let Alex knew Anne was ready for the second phase of plan.
From Thursday next week Alex didn’t responded to messages of Anne. Anne had to admit that she was missing Alex. And the worst part was Anne couldn’t masturbate without chatting with Alex. She tried various things but couldn’t get the relief. Vibrator and buttplug failed even though she tried for a hour. But the arousal grew further day by day. And what pushed Anne further down was those dreams stopped, Anne couldn’t even get her morning orgasm after that. She felt like she was going explode from arousal.
She texted to Alex few times but he didn’t respond at all. Anne told herself it was fine.
People get busy. He has a job. Not everyone sits at home all day with nothing to do but wait.
She typed hey and then typed u ok? Sent and hated herself for the rest of the afternoon.
By Saturday her mind was a mess. She couldn’t care at all about Nathan’s yapping about work and their plans about holidays. She was constantly checking her phone for a message. Her nipples were poking through the fabric like they’re going to tore through it and her pussy throbbed so hard Anne couldn’t walk more than few steps without stopping and panting. And her butt hole clenched so hard around the buttplug during random moments, Anne was biting her lips to stop moaning. It was obvious that Anne needed relief so bad.
Of course she tried had sex with Nathan, but while sex all she could think of about the cock in her dreams, how it filled her.
But he had always replied before. Even mid-shift, even with the scanner in one hand and a line of customers, he’d replied.
She typed hey and deleted it. Typed u ok? and deleted that too and hated herself for the rest of the afternoon.
Friday. Nothing. Saturday. Nothing.
Saturday, she was seriously thinking about going to supermarket to meet Alex and ask him about that. But Nathan was home and she was afraid that he will come also.
Sunday she couldn’t resist the urge anymore. Her mind was screaming at her to go to supermarket and ask Alex about this.
Anne waited till Nathan went to bathroom and while he was inside she said she is going to supermarket suddenly to get things for a apple pie. Nathan said to wait for him but Anne pretended like she didn’t hear it and went to the store.
Anne got the ingredients and went to the counter.
But Alex rang her up like she was any other customer.
“Paper or plastic, ma’am?”
Ma’am.
Why is he ignoring me. He didn’t even call me Anny. What’s wrong?
He didn’t even look at her face. She walked out with burning cheeks and sat in the car for ten minutes with disappointment and anger. She noticed that her body was reacting so hard since the moment she saw Alex. The urges got so stronger she tried to finger herself in the car. But it didn’t help and she couldn’t come at all. Wet spot had formed between her thighs so she had to clean herself with tissues to ensure that Nathan won’t see it.
Why is he ignoring me. Did I do something wrong. I sent the address to him and we chatted and I didn’t make him mad— oh. The chats. No. The chats were normal. Nothing sexual. We never even flirted. Is it because I didn’t showed any real feelings? Was he expecting that from me? He was a good friend to me. Is it fair talk to a good friend without any showing any feelings toward him? I think I’ll have to be more affectionate infront of him as a good friend.
She cried a little.
She got the phone and texted Alex on way home.
Hey. I think I treated you bad. I would like to make it up for you. I’ll be more open to you from now on. Do you think it is good? I was thinking about that coffee.
Alex replied instantly. When Anne saw he replied, the urges that was building inside her multiplied and she came instantly. She barely managed to stop the car without getting into accident while squirting so hard. She pushed down the pants mid-orgasm to stop getting wet and touched herself like a depraved slut. She couldn’t stop and focus on text until she came three times.
The text was:
Hey Anny. Yeah I felt like I’m not close enough to you. I’m glad that you realized the issue. Yes, I’ll love to go for coffee but today I don’t have much time. But I’m free after 5 p.m. I can meet you at Willow creak Park near your house. Are you coming?
Anne knew she had to. Otherwise she will lose a good friend like Alex. She sent:
Yeah I would love to.
Okay then Anny. Will meet you there at 5.10.
She was lucky because Nathan was still in the bathroom when she arrived. She got rid of the drenched pants and wore new ones. And then she came up with a plan near 5 p.m.
“Nathan honey I’m going for a small walk. I need to spent sometime alone.”
“Is something wrong Babe? Isn’t it dark outside. I can come with you.” Nathan was worried as Anne predicted.
“I’m keeping my phone in my hand. Don’t worry honey. I’ll come before 6.”
“Hmm. Okay then. But remember to call me if you need anything.”
“You know I’ll.”
She stopped under the big oak of the park. It was a shady area and it was a good cover spot.
“Hi Anny.”
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