Mind Control
2007-01-01

Fucking the Wife who Doesn't Like Sex, Chapter 1
Catherine and Carl had gotten married when they were both 26.
The service was very nice and so was the reception afterward. It had been hosted by Catherine's parents,
who were well known around town and had a high position among the community in which they lived. They
were known for their clean way of life and never starting any trouble. Instead they sponsored many events
around the community, such as clean-up drives, planting trees and making sure the lawns in the area were
well kept and tended.
While Catherine and Carl were on their honeymoon, Catherine's parents were killed in a house fire. It was
later determined that the fire was due to a spark thrown from the open fireplace. Her father had neglected,
for the first time, to put the screen up before going to bed that night.
The year was 1935 and Catherine and Carl rushed home, never having the opportunity to consumate their
marriage.
It had been a night that Catherine had dreaded and was only too glad to put it off.
The funeral was 2 days later and, of course, the whole town attended. At her new home, which Carl had
recently finished building, the guests mingled with everyone and expressed their condolences to both of
them. It lasted well into the night and by the time the last family had left the two of them were too tired to
think of anything buy sleep. In the darkened bedroom they got undressed and quietly slipped under the
covers of the bed and quickly fell into an undisturbed sleed.
Catherine's grief gave her an excuse to refuse Carl the chance to take his wife's cherry and, after many
weeks of trying, Carl decided it was time he did something about it.
The next week Carl visited the local library and did some research into the history and application of
hypnosis.

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He'd heard some things from his best friend, Jerry, and thought it might be something he could
use on Catherine to weaken her resolve towards sex.
May times after the funeral he'd brought up the subject, only to have his wife either ignore him, walk out
of the room, or start an argument. Many a night he'd have to crawl out of bed, after making sure that
Catherine was asleep, and go into the bathroom and jack off for some relief. All he could do was
imagine what his wife looked like under all the night clothes she wore every night. She wouldn't even let
him cop a feel of her boobs, not that she had anything to play with in the first place. Like his former
mother-in-law, Catherine was almost completely flat chested.
Carl would go to the library two nights a week and do his reading. He didn't want Catherine aware of what
he was up to. If he could come up with the courage to do this then he wanted her to be completely
unaware of what was happening. He wanted her to believe that she'd never released her pent up feelings
and given in to his advances.
After three weeks of reading he was ready to try out his technique, to see if he could actually get her
hypnotized and do what he wanted to with the following Saturday night he got ready for bed, like every other night. This time though, he decided
the time was right to try and hypnotize Catherine. As he sat in the bed, waiting for his wife to emerge from
the bathroom, he worked on his plan. He would get up to her when she sat on her side of the bed and
begin to massage her shoulders. It was something he'd already started the previous week and he was
glad that she liked it.

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He also noticed that several minutes later her head would start to nod and fall forward
until her chin rested on her upper chest. He already started to try and get her into a trance, and several
times thought he'd succeeded. One one occasion he'd actually gotten her to answer his questions and
was glad to find out the next morning that she apparently didn't remember anything from the previous night.
Tonight he was going to go further and try to plant a suggestion in her mind and wait and see what would
happen.
As he waited his plan formed and by the time Catherine sat on the bed he was ready.
For ten minutes he massaged her shoulders, feeling the days tension slowly release its hold. As he worked
he talked to her and once again her head nodded forward and eventually rested on her chest.
"Catherine?"
No response.
He tried again. "Catherine?"
"Yes," she answered dreamily.
"Good," he thought to himself. "I want you to listen to me," he began.
"Ok. "
"From this minute on you will listen to my voice. You won't hear anything else by my voice.

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"
"Yes, dear. I will hear only your voice. "
He quit his massage and moved to sit next to her on the side of the bed. He took her hand in his and talked
slowly and clearly to her.
"Whenever I mention Buttermilk, you will go into a trance and you'll do everything I ask you to do. " He
stopped for a moment and let the suggestion sink in. "Do you understand?"
"Yes. Whenever you tell me Buttermilk, I'm to go into a trance and listed to you and do whatever you want
me to. "
"Yes. I'm glad you understand. "
He got back behind her and started his massage once again. After a couple of minutes he woke her up and
let her know he was finished and it was time to get in bed and turn out the lights.
That night he dreamed of fucking her he got out of his morning shower he was tempeted to try out his suggestion at the breakfast table,
but decided he would wait til he got home that evening after work. After all, he didn't want to push it.
He'd been patient for a while now, so it wasn't going to hurt to wait a little longer.

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While Carl was at work that day Catherine decided it was time to hire someone to help her around the
yard, doing the work to maintain the lawn and the hedges. Her father had used one of the towns many
black men, his name had been Jessie, and she decided to get in touch with him to see if he knew anyone
who would be willing to work at her place. Of course she'd pay a decent wage, just as her father had.
She sent word to Jessie that she needed to talk to him and could he be at the house around noon that
day.
Jessie as only a little older then she was, somewhere between 30 and 35 and had worked for her father
for a number of years before the accident. She'd grown to like the man. He was honest, didn't cause any
problems, and never missed a day of work. She hoped she'd be lucky enough to find someone like him
to help her.
His reply was that he'd be there.
At 12:15 she heard a knock on her back door and knew it would be Jessie. She found him standing on the
back porch waiting for her.
"I'll be right with you, Jessie. Please, have a seat and I'll bring you a glass of water. I know it's hot out
there today and after that long walk I'm sure you're parched. "
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I sure do appreciate it. "
When Catherine returned she found him sitting in the rocker, next to the porch swing, where she sat after
handing him the water. She watched as he drank the whole thing in only two or three gulps.
"Thank you, Misses Wilson. That was mighty nice of you. "
"You're welcome, Jessie.
"The reason I asked you to come here today is that I need to find someone to do the chores around the
house. You know, like you used to do for my father. "
"I'd be happy to do that for you, Misses Wilson. "
"Are you sure, Jessie?"
"Yes, mam. I'm sure. I haven't really done anything since your parents passed and I really enjoyed
working for your daddy. He was nice to me and respected me, as much as I respected him. "
"Yes, Jessie. Daddy liked your work very much.

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I'd be happy to pay you a little more the he paid you,
considering it's been 18 years since the accident. I know he didn't pay you much, but I'd like to increase
that, if it's ok with you. "
The look of surprise on Jessie's face told her he'd gladly accept the raise.
"Good! When can you start?"
"I'm in the middle of re-doing my bedroom at home. I should be finished by the middle of next week.
Would the following weekend be ok with you?"
Catherine didn't even think about it.
"Yes, that would be fine. I can have everything ready for you by then. I'll pay you at the end of each week,
on Fridays, if that's ok with you. "
"That'll be fine, Misses Wilson. "
"There's only one conditon, too, Jessie. "
A puzzled look now appeared on his face, which was as black as the blackest coal in their coal bins. "And
what would that be," he asked.
"I'll have to insist that you don't call me Misses Wilson anymore. "
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"
"Yes, you can. From now on I want you to just call me Catherine, or Miss Catherine, whichever you
prefer. "
"But what would Mr. Wilson say to that?"
"You let me worry about Mr. Wilson," she told him. "You and I have know each other for most of our lives
and I see no harm in you calling me by my first name. OK?"
"Yes, mam. "
Catherine stood up, indicating to Jessie the conversation was finished.
"You take care of your business at home and I'll see you next weekend. "
"Thank you, Misses Wils. . . . . .

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, I mean Miss Catherine. I'll be here. "
With that settled, Jessie left the porch and headed down the road, towards his fantasized about what he was going to do all that day at work. At times it was all he could do to
concentrate on the work on his desk. Finally he decided that if he didn't want to get fired he'd better get
his work done, and done on time. The rest of his day went without incident and by 5:15 he was on his
way home, and to his wife.
Catherine was in the kitchen when he got home, putting the finishing touches on supper. Tonight there
would be fried chicken, field peas, biscuits and homemade tea.
He stood in the doorway between the dining room and the kitchen and watched her as she worked on
finishing the meal.
Without really thinking about what he was going to do he said, "Buttermilk".

What happened caught him off guard.
As soon as his wife heard Buttermilk, she slumped and sagged towards the floor. It was all he could do
to catch her before she hit the floor. He picked her up and carried her to the living room and placed her on
the sofa.
"It worked!" he almost shouted.

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He couldn't believe it had actually worked!
"Catherine? Can you hear me, dear?"
"Yes, Carl. I hear you. "
She sounded far away and he noticed her eyes were closed. Apparently his hypnotic suggestion had
worked just fine.
"Easy," he thought to himself. One step at a time here. After all, he wanted to make sure this worked and
he didn't want her waking up and discovering what he was doing. She'd be mad as hell at him, not that he
wouldn't have deserved it.
He sat back in his chair and thought for a want you to sit up straight and remove your blouse and bra, please. "
As he sat there he was startled to see her sit up straight and start to upbutton the front of her blouse.
Once she was finished she reached behind her and unhooked her bra, pulling her arms our of the straps
and placing it in her lap.
In the just over 18 years they'd been married this was actually the first time she's exposed herself to him.
He'd always wondered what her tits looked like. He knew they were small, almost nonexistant, but what
he saw in front of him truly amazed him.
Her
chest like erasers on a pencil.

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"Pinch your nipples until they're hard," he told her.
He watched as she raised her hands to her chest and took a nipple in each hand, pinching each one
between her fingers and thumbs until they stood out even further.
Getting up from his chair he crossed the room and sat next to her, noticing that her nipples to stand
out at least an inch or better. He reached out to feel them himself and found them to be as hard as
rocks.
"Nice," he thought.
He returned to his chair. He wanted her to feel safe and secure and didn't want to appear to intimidate
her or make her feel ashamed of her body.
"Now, I want you to stand up and remove your skirt and your panties, please. "
Catherine stood up, unbuttoned her skirt and let it drop to the floor. Next her white cotton panties
joined it. She stepped out of them as sat back on the sofa.
"Spread your legs, please. "
She did and he could see her pussy for the first time. She had an abundance of hair between her legs
and he found that he'd like to see her without any hair down there at all.
"Tomorrow I want you to shave your pussy and keep it that way.

You'll think it was completely
your own idea and think nothing else about it. Understand?"
"Yes. "
"You can get dressed again, dear. Once you've gotten all your clothes on you'll return to the kitchen
and finish with supper. You will not remember any of this. Do you understand?"
"Yes. "
Carl got up and went to the bathroom to wash up and get ready for supper. When he got to the dining
room the meal was already laid out on the table and ready to eat. They enjoyed a nice meal and every
time Carl would look at her he'd smile.
"I hope this works," he Catherine grew up she was led to believe that sex was only for procreation and not for enjoyment.
Her mother drummed into her that sex was nasty and she was only to consent to 'relationships' with
her husband when they decided it was time to conceive and have children.
One time her mother has caught her masturbating and gave her the beating of her life. She explained
that it was nasty and she wasn't to do it again.
Even though Catherine had enjoyed the feelings she'd gotten from stroking herself (She never realized
what that dizzy feeling was when she climaxed) she decided that her mother was right and she never
did it again.
She knew that her Carl would want to 'have her' on their wedding night, and she'd secretly dreaded
just the thought of it.

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Then the accident had happened and she'd used her grief as an excuse not to
give in to her husband. So far it had worked out.
But, she knew she wouldn't be able to deny him much longer. His insistance that she give in to him
only grew each and every week and there were times when she hated going to bed, because she knew
what he was going to ask of her.
Lately though, after his nighly massage, he'd quit asking her and she decided that he'd finally realized
she wasn't going to let him do anything until she was ready. And that was only going to happen when
she decided she was ready to start a family. She'd use sex only for procreation, as her mother had
told the first time in years Catherine overslept the next day.
When she finally woke up Carl was already gone to work. He'd left a note on the table for her though.
"Cat,
I knew you weren't feeling well, so decided to let you sleep in today. Take care of yourself and
I'll see you when I get home.
Love you,
Carl"
"Now wasn't that nice of him," she thought.
She got up and went to the bathroom to draw her bath. As she stood before the full length mirror
mounted on the back of the door, her attention was drawn to the hairy triangle between her legs.
For some reason it seemed to bother her that she had so much hair down there.

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It had never
bothered her before, but her attention kept coming back to it. Finally she decided to do something
about it. She opened the medicine cabinet, where Carl kept his razor and shaving cream, and took
both out and laid them on the side of the tub, within easy reach. She also set out a pair of sissors.
Once the water was drawn she settled down and began to relax. There was not really anything she
had to do today, so she'd thought that a nice, relaxing soak in the tub would help her feel better.
She sat there until the water began to cool and then she'd lathered up her wash cloth and bathed
herself. Once she finished she let the water out until it reached a level slightly below her stretched out
legs and got the shaving cream and razor. She took the sissors and began to cut the longer strands of
hair between her legs, getting as close to the skin as she could without cutting herself with them. Once
she was satisified it was short enough, she lathered up her outter lips and began to use the razor.
Once the outside of her pussy was well shaved she pulled her lips apart and used the razor on the
inside of them, trying to get as much of the hair as she could. She would occasionally rinse the lather
off and feel between her lips, trying to locate any stray strands. Once she was sure she'd gotten it all
she rinsed again and ran her hand over the new smoothness, amazed as to how nice it felt not to have
any hair down there at all.
Then, for the first time in almost 20 years, she began to play with herself, bringing her clitoris to a full
erection and rotating her fingers around the bud until she climaxed. It was the first climax (she now
knew what that tingly sensation between her legs was) she'd had in years and she sat there in the
remaining water and let the sensation spread throughout her body.

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Then she pushed two fingers inside
her and moved them in and out, rubbing her clitoris with each stroke. It felt good.
After several climaxes she realized what had happened and grew red with embarrassment. It was like
she was afraid someone would catch her, even though there was no one around and her mother
certainly wasn't going to catch her again, not after all these years.
Rising in the tub, she toweled herself and stepped onto the cold bathroom floor, catching a glimse of
herself in the mirror, and noticing how much better she looked. The bare patch between her legs
looked almost natural to her and she wondered what had made her decide to shave herself. She
decided that she liked how it looked and never gave it a second thought. She dried her hair,
powdered herself and got dressed, then returned to the bedroom, made the bed and went to the
kitchen to get something to Carl got home that afternoon he found Catherine sitting on the sofa, reading one of her magazines.
"Buttermilk," he said.
Catherine instantly slumped back into the sofa, dropping the magazine into her lap.
"Show me what you did today, dear. Please. "
Without any hesitation Catherine stood up and unbuttoned her skirt, dropped it to the floor, and
then removed her panties, showing her husband the now naked region of her loins.
"Very pretty, dear. Thank you.

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"
"You're welcome, Carl. "
"How does it feel?"
"Better then I thought it would," she answered.
"I want you to keep it shaved for me, please. "
"Yes, dear. I will. "
"Now I want you to sit back and spread your legs as far as you can. "
He watched as Catherine did as he'd asked. Once she was settled she spread her legs, hooking
her knees around her arms, opening herself up for him to see deep inside her.
At once Carl was on his knees, between Catherine's thighs, and leaned closer to her opening. He
inhaled her aroma, savoring that smell for the first time. Now he was going to enjoy himself to his
wife's treats.
Without hesitation he lowered his mouth to her opening and drew his tongue along the inside of her
lips, tasing for the first time the juices within. His cock got instantly harder than it'd been in years.
He continued to lick her lips, sucking off the juices gathered on his tongue and savoring them. It
had literally been years since he'd eaten any pussy.

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While he could've had his share of any of the
women at work, he'd declined to fall to adultry and only fantasize about what it would be like to
finally get his wife where he wanted her.

For now he didn't intend to fuck her, just suck her off now
and then, perhaps a couple of times a day. He wanted to enjoy this for a while and knowing he could
do this anytime he wanted to only made the desire that much stronger.
Once he finished licking her clean he covered her pussy with his mouth and drove his tongue as deep
into her box as he could. The hotness of her pussy completely consumed him. His cock was now
leaking precum like never before and he could feel its wetness not only on his shorts but slowly
sliding down the length of his cock and onto his balls. With one hand he undid his belt, unzippered
his pants, and pulled out his uncut cock. He used his abundance of juices to lubricate himself and
then he started to jerk off while eating out his wife.
Catherine was reacting as he thought she would, by rotating her hips and trying to push her pussy
up into his mouth. He sucked out her juices and rotated his tongue into her with each shove.
Yes, he was totally enjoying this.
It was only a matter of minutes before he shot off his largest load of cum in ages. He let himself
shoot off into his hand, trying not to make a mess of the front of the sofa. After all, how would he
explain the mess to Catherine, especially when she wasn't even aware of what he was doing to her?
Once he was finished sucking her off, he settled back on his haunches and looked into the box he'd
just enjoyed for the first time. He knew that he would be doing this again, and soon!
When he finished he left her sitting on the sofa with her thighs still spread open and her remaining
juices causing her lips to glisten.

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He went to the bathroom and cleaned himself up and then
returned to the living room. He brought with him a warm wash cloth and cleaned Catherine up as
best as he could. After all, he didn't want to leave any trace of what happened. He was sure she'd
figure something had happened, but she wouldn't be able to remember what it was.
"Catherine, you can now drop your legs. I want you to get dressed and sit back. Pick up your
magazine and when I count to three you'll be alert but won't remember anything that just happened. "
He watched as his wife got dressed and picked up her magazine once she settled back into the
sofa. Then he counted to three, while going into the dining room and acting as if he was just getting
home.
"Hi, honey, she said when he came into the living room. Have a good day at the office?"
"Had to work a little late tonight, dear. Sorry I'm late getting home. "
He'd decided that the little lie was something he'd have to come up with once she noticed the lateness
of the evening. After all, he'd munched on her pussy for almost an hour, bring her to mutiple
climaxes. He realized she'd wonder what had happed with the lost time, so he'd decided to come
up with something himself.

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He thought it would be easier that did his thing with Catherine every night for two months before he decided it was time to move
up to the next level. Now that he'd 'satisified' her for a while it was time for her to do something for
him, so he decided that the next move would be for her to use her mouth on him.
This move would come later, and Carl didn't realize that he'd be observed by an outside source as
well.
One evening Jessie had worked late on the property when he's heard Carl's truck come up the drive.
He watched as Carl got out and went into the house. He suspected something was up, because for
the past two weeks when Carl got home, he'd look around as he got out of the truck, almost as if
he was afraid of being spotted. Now Jessie had no idea of what was actually going on inside that
house, but he intended to find out. After watching Carl enter the house, Jessie used his passkey and
followed into the house. As he stood in the kitchen he heard Carl tell Catherine to get undressed.
Sounded funny to Jessie. A man shouldn't have to ask his wife to get undressed in the living room.
That's what the bedroom was for.
Next he heard Carl tell Catherine to sit on the sofa and to updo his pants. He heard as Catherine
unzipped the pants and heard them hit the floor with a thud.
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His view was a
profile of the two of them, so he had a good view of what was about to happen.
As he watched Catherine lowered Carl's boxers and he was amazed at what appeared. Carl had
the biggest cock he'd ever seen on a white man. He wasn't bigger then Jessie was, but he was still
big. He also noticed that, like himself, Carl was uncut, with an ample amount of foreskin drapped
around the head of his cock. He watched as Carl told Catherine to grab his cock and stroke it for
him. Even hard Carl's foreskin continued to cover his cockhead, and even with his wife stroking
him, the cockhead only appeared a couple of times.
It made Jessie's mouth water. There was nothing he liked better then sucking off a huge cock.
Of course he loved to fuck a tight pussy, but cocksucking was his favorite pasttime. He knew right
then that one of these days he'd suck Carl until he shot his load in his mouth.
As he continued to watch, Catherine lowered her head and took her husband's cock into her mouth.
She nearly gagged the first time and Jessie wondered if this was the first time she'd ever sucked her
husband's cock. Surely not. After all, they'd been married almost 18 years by this time.

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He'd now
worked for them for almost 5 years and he'd never witnessed anything like this before.
Catherine seemed like she was enjoying her blow job. Her head bobbed up and down while her
hands jerked her husband at the same time. Everynow and then Carl would tell her to bite on his
foreskin, but not too hard. From the groans escaping his mouth Jessie figured she was doing
exactly what he told her to.
One time he watched as she bit onto the skin and pulled it out with her teeth. Must of pulled all
that skin at least 5 inches from his cockhead. And all Carl did was stand there, eyes closed, and
enjoyed the feel of his wife's mouth on his cock. Then he watched as Carl grabbed his wife's head
and pulled it closer to his crotch and, from the sounds escaping Carl's mouth, he could tell that
the man had just shot his load into his wife's mouth. He could see strands of cum leaking from her
lips and the load was apparently too much for her to swallow at one time.
Then he noticed that Catherine was naked as she sucked her husband off. He knew she didn't have
much in the chest area, but was greatly surprised to see how long her stiff nipples were. He wished
he could get those hard nibbons in his mouth and swish his tongue around them just once. He also
saw that Carl was now slightly slumped over, towards Catherine. His had was between her legs and
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He didn't know that Catherine kept herself completely
shaved for her husband. If he had he probably would've wanted to join right in with Carl himself.
He loved a nice slick pussy, free of hair.
Next he heard something that he'd never forget and it would come in handy years later for him.
"Now, Catherine, I want you to listen closely to what I'm about to tell you. Remember, whenever
you hear the word Buttermilk, you'll go into a trance and will do whatever I tell you to do. Do you
understand, dear?"
"Yes. "
"Tell me then. "
"Whenever I hear the word Buttermilk I'll go into a trance and do whatever you tell me to do. "
"Good. Also, once I wake you up you'll not remember anything that's happened. Remember?"
"Yes. I won't remember anything that happened. "
"Great! Now go to the bathroom and get cleaned up. When you're finished come in here and get
dressed again.

After that, when I count to 3 you'll wake up and not remember any of this. "
Catherine went into the bathroom and Jessie could hear the water running as she cleaned up. He
stayed where he was and waited for her to return. As she got dressed again he noticed for the first
time that her pussy was completely shaved and his erection got harder and he thought he'd shoot in
his pants. He didn't want that though. He wanted to wait til he got home, so he could jack off with
the memories of what he'd just the next 5 years Carl would get Catherine to alternately suck him off and he'd suck her as well.
He never tried to fuck her though. That was to come later. First he had to get her use to having
something large inside her, so he got her to start buying cucumbers. He have her shave all the
bumps off the outer parts of the vegetable and then tell her to satisify herself with them as he watched.
He'd stand there and jack off, sometimes getting her to blow him while she fucked herself.
He even got her to satisify herself when he wasn't at home. When it finally came time to fuck her
himself, he wanted to make sure she was loose enough for his huge cock. After all, with 18 inches
of hard, uncut cock, he didn't want to hurt her the first time he sank his cock into her.
Little did he realize that Jessie was also watching all this as it happened.