One day my wife came to me and announced she was very unhappy and wanted me to know that she was going to see a therapist. I have to admit I was completely floored when she told me because I was happy and thought she was too. Our marriage was a typical marriage. I went to work and made the money and she stayed home to cook, clean, and take care of the kids. I scratched my head in wonderment as she went off to her first appointment.
After her first few appointments Mary seemed a lot happier and I was beginning to think that things were finally going to get back to normal. Just as I began to think this way I got a rude surprise. Mary suddenly decided it was no longer her responsibility to cook, clean or take care of the kids. Dishes sat in the sink, the dishwasher wasn’t run, laundry piled up and the kids began buying lunch because Mommy wasn’t making them anything to eat. I finally decided to confront her. “Honey, is there a purpose to this because if there is, I would like to know what the point is?” She acted like a teenage girl and replied, “I realized what was making me unhappy was all this cooking, cleaning and taking care of everything. I need a break. You can do it for a little while and see how you like it.” I thought I would be a good husband and support her break. After all, I get to take vacations from work so why shouldn’t she? I took over all the household chores for the next three weeks while my wife lounged around and did nothing. I even made her a sack lunch so she wouldn’t have to cook while I was away at work. At the end of three weeks I announced to her that the vacation was over and it was time to get to work. Mary climbed out of the shower, got dressed in a very sharp business suit and said, “You’re right, it is time for me to go to work. I took a job with a law firm and will be practicing law again. I will drop the kids off at the day care center and you will pick them up.” With that she handed me a card with directions to the day care center and stormed out of the house. Mary had been a top attorney before we were married but it had been her idea to quit the firm. I had always wanted to be a two-income household so it caught me off guard when she did this. I decided I had seen enough.
Mary came home that evening after 8 PM and I had the kids in the bath. She was humming to herself and seemed happier than ever. I thought to myself, “So she is happy right now. I wonder how she will feel when I tell her I want a divorce if she keeps this job and continues to treat me this way.” I decided to ease into it. “Did you have a nice day?” She spun in a circle like she was dancing, threw her coat at me and said, “I had a wonderful day. Be a dear and hang my coat up for me.” I took her coat and hung it up and thought to myself, “That is probably the last thing I will ever do for you.” I sat down on the bed and was just about to tell her what I was thinking when she said, “Be a good husband and take my shoes off for me.” For some reason she kept distracting me with these menial tasks. I took her shoes off and said, “Honey. We need to talk.” She pushed her feet at me and said, “You can talk while you rub my feet. I had a hard day at work.” I started rubbing her feet and she put her hands behind her head as if she were some kind of queen. “Honey, I cannot continue like this.” She said very softly as if she didn’t hear me or didn’t care, “Continue what?” I stopped rubbing. “I cannot continue living like this. You need to quit that job and go back to being a mom and my wife or I am leaving you.” She looked up with a shocked look on her face. “I don’t understand. My therapist said you and I would both be happier if I made these changes. You mean you’re not happier?” I should have known some psychotic therapist was behind this. “No honey, I am not happier. I have been working full time and doing everything around the house you used to do and I’m exhausted. I’m also very unhappy.” Mary looked at me with no emotion and said, “My salary is much larger than your salary. Why don’t you quit your job and I’ll be the breadwinner?” I threw her feet down and said, “I’ll be sleeping in a hotel tonight. I will contact an attorney in the morning.” I started down the stairs and out the door when I heard Mary crying. I couldn’t hurt her like that. I guess I had just wanted to see some emotion from her. I turned around and went back upstairs. She came over and hugged me. “Mike, could you please just meet with my therapist once so she could help you understand how seriously depressed I was before I started seeing her. I just wanted to make our marriage better. I didn’t want a divorce.” I hugged her tightly and said, “I don’t want a divorce either. I’ll talk to her as soon as you can get an appointment.” Damn right I was going to talk to her. This therapist was ruining my life!
My wife’s therapist had agreed to meet with me the very next afternoon. I had wanted my wife to come along but the therapist insisted that I come alone so she could talk openly about my wife’s problems. I arrived at for my 4:00 appointment and sat down in the waiting area. “Mr. Adams?” “Yes, I’m Mike Adams.” “The doctor will be right with you.” Doctor? I did not see any medical degrees hanging on her wall and her business card did not say M.D. I thought I would set this quack right as soon as I figured out what she was all about. As I sat there waiting I realized the office was very darkly decorated. Everything seemed to be in black and the lights were kept dim. It had a kind of creepy feel to it, especially for a place that was supposed to be trying to help people overcome depression. Then I heard the nurse speak, “Mr. Adams, the doctor can see you now.” I went inside her office but she wasn’t in there yet. I was eager to meet the woman who was destroying my marriage. The nurse motioned for me to sit down in a chair but I was momentarily distracted by the picture on the desk. A stunningly beautiful redhead with green eyes was smiling out at me from the picture on the desk. I heard the nurse say, “Isn’t she beautiful? That is the doctor a couple of years ago.” The nurse pushed my shoulder and I sat down as I stared at the picture. Just then the back door to the office opened and she came in. She was more beautiful than the picture. My mouth temporarily dropped open before I regained my composure. I realized then that it was going to be very difficult to get angry with this woman. “Mr. Adams, I am Doctor Blatt but you can call me Elizabeth.” I stood up to shake her hand and she gently took my hand and kissed it. Chills ran up and down my spine and I felt every last bit of hostility drain from my mind. “Hi Elizabeth. I am pleased to meet you.” She sat down across from me on the edge of her desk instead of behind it. She let her smock open up ever so slightly revealing a tight leather outfit. “I am sure you are pleased to meet me Mike. Most men are.” With this comment she let the smock drop revealing one of the most stunning bodies I had ever seen. She was wearing a crotchless leather outfit that was also cut out where the breasts are. I sat there momentarily stunned. Thoughts raced through my head “wow, she is a real red head” and “why is she wearing this outfit?” and “this is not going according to plan.” While my mind raced and my eyes feasted on the physical delight in front of me I became aware of the fact that the nurse had not left the room. If fact, she had just fastened some type of restraining device to my wrists. I started to panic and looked down at my wrists. I pulled against the restraints but just then I felt Elizabeth’s breasts up against my head. I looked up and she popped one into my mouth. I enthusiastically began sucking and forgot about my dilemma. That is probably why I also did not notice my ankles being fastened down to the chair as well. I heard the nurse say, “Done.” Suddenly Elizabeth backed away from me, smacked me on the face and said, “That is the last time you will ever suck on any woman’s breast again unless your wife commands it."
I sat there bewildered for a moment trying to figure out what the hell this woman was doing. Until she had mentioned my wife I had completely forgotten the reason I was there. The nurse came up to my right side and held my arm firmly down to the armchair. I was still trying to figure out what she was doing when I noticed Elizabeth moving towards me with a syringe. For the first time since I had arrived at the office I felt fear. I tried to break away but the restraints combined with the nurse’s force made it impossible to stop the needle from entering. The pushed needle into my arm and I felt a warm sensation move up my arm, into my shoulder, through my neck and then I was floating. I suddenly did not have a care or worry in the world. They could have released the ankle and wrist fasteners and I still would not have gone anywhere. My head felt like lead and I felt it flop over to one side. I heard the doctor say, “Damn, I gave him too much.” The nurse said, “Mike, do you drink alcohol?” I told her I never drank. “Hold his head up. I don’t have all day. I would have lowered the dose if I knew he wasn’t accustomed to chemicals.” I felt the nurse hold my head up and Elizabeth sat down at the end of the desk again. She had a necklace on and she grabbed the chain to pull the medallion away from her body. She positioned the medallion in front of my face and slowly began twirling the medallion. My eyes were instantly drawn to the flashing of the medallion but I was still unclear as to her intentions. “Just relax Mike and focus your mind on the medallion. I traveled to Europe for this beautiful medallion because it is so beautiful and so irresistible. Notice how difficult it is to take your eyes off the medallion. It is not that you cannot take your eyes off the medallion but you know you just don’t want to look at anything else.” Her words were so relaxing and I felt myself sinking into the chair. I felt a dumb smile grow across my face and I couldn’t seem to stop smiling. It was then my mind sent me the first warning signal. “This woman is a trained psychiatrist, she drugged you by force and now she is spinning a medallion in front of your face telling you how relaxed you are. You idiot, she is hypnotizing you.” I quickly looked away from the medallion and tried to pull against the restraints. I heard the nurse say, “Uh oh, little submissive Mikey figured you out. Plan two?” Elizabeth seemed annoyed with me. “Yes, plan two.” I heard the nurse walk to the door, open it and say, “You can come in now Mrs. Adams. Plan one didn’t work.” I heard my wife say, “I told you he would figure out what was going on.” “That’s okay, plan two never fails.” Then I heard the door close.
I sat there with my head spinning from the drug wondering where everyone was. The door opened and my wife walked in wearing the same outfit the doctor had been wearing. Without saying a word she walked up to me and began unfastening my pants. The nurse pulled my shirt up over my head and down my arms but couldn’t remove it because I was fastened to the chair. My wife stood in front of me and said, “Honey, this is for your own good. If you cooperate you will experience incredible pleasure and if you do not cooperate I am afraid I will have to punish you.” Elizabeth said, “Why don’t you demonstrate for him Mary so he knows you are serious?” My wife reached down and took my penis into her hands. I braced myself for the pain but she slowly began to kiss on it and then when it was hard she took it into her mouth. As she did this the nurse reached around and began to stroke my nipples while she kissed my ears and neck. In less than a minute I was breathless and nearing orgasm. Mary stopped and then said, “That is what you get if you cooperate. This is what you get if you do not.” I suddenly felt electricity surge through my body and burning on my neck. I shook violently and then felt the nurse remove the electrodes from my neck. Tears ran down my face and I shook with fear. My wife kissed me and said, “Cooperate honey and I promise you the most wonderful life any man could ever ask for. You just won’t be in charge anymore.” With that sentence she took her mouth and placed it back on my penis again. The nurse resumed the pleasure and in no time at all I was in pleasure heaven. Then I saw the medallion. The doctor said, “Now where was I? Oh yes, allow yourself to relax Mike and feel the power of the medallion. Good boy, notice how relaxed you are becoming as you fix your eyes on the medallion. It feels so wonderful to submit to your wife and allow me to hypnotize you. All you have to do is relax and follow my instructions and as your wife said, you will have a wonderful life.” Although I knew deep down that if it was in my best interest there would not be a need to hypnotize me I was so enjoying the pleasure and the sound of her voice that I didn’t feel the need to put up a fight. “As the medallion spins round and round you will feel your entire body becoming heavy. As it grows heavy it will sink comfortably into the chair and will cause you to become more relaxed and sleepy. Round and round the medallion goes and as it does you feel yourself sinking deeper and deeper into the chair becoming more and more relaxed. I see you are smiling now Mike. That makes Mary so happy to see you smiling as you submit to my hypnotic voice. Your eyes are so heavy Mike and they are so tired from staring at the medallion. You want so badly to close your eyes and sleep for the good doctor. You want so badly to sleep and obey. In a moment I will have you hold your breath and I will count to ten. When I reach ten you will exhale and as you do your body and mind will slip into a deep hypnotic sleep. Take a deep breath. Hold it.” I held my breath and as she counted to ten I felt any last bit of resistance slipping from my mind. I let my breath out and felt myself plunge into a deep sleep. It was only when I was still keenly aware of her voice guiding me along that I knew I was not asleep but in a deep hypnotic trance.
I felt the nurse and my wife stop the pleasure. I wanted to protest but I couldn’t seem to move or to speak. “Mike, you are in my power and will obey my every command. Do you understand Mike?” “Yes doctor.” “Do you remember the outfit I was wearing Mike?” “Yes doctor.” “Did you like the outfit on me?” “Yes doctor.” “Did you like it on your wife?” “Yes doctor.” “Do you know why you are sitting here in a deep hypnotic trance?” “No doctor.” “Because you are a weak submissive obedient male and you were put on this earth to serve women. Even more important, you were married to your wife so your first priority in your new life of submission and servitude is to your wife. You are weak and submissive because you are a male and are controlled by your sexual urges. Anytime you see your wife in this outfit your mind will immediately return to this hypnotic state. If she is wearing a robe and just gives you a glimpse of what she is wearing behind the robe your mind will start to sink. When the robe drops you will be in a deep hypnotic trance and will obey your wife and master without question. It feels so good to obey your wife. When you obey your wife you will feel pleasure. It will feel as if you are being kissed and sucked even if no one is touching you. If you disobey you will feel the pain of the electrodes even if no electrodes are on you. Do you understand these things as I have explained them to you Mike?” “Yes doctor.” “Very good. When I count to ten you will awaken with a full memory and knowledge of being hypnotized and your submission to your wife.” The doctor counted to ten and I woke up.
I glanced around the room and everyone was sitting in front of me. The restraints were gone, my clothes were back on and my wife was wearing a robe she had brought from home. I knew what was coming next but I didn’t want to fight it. It felt so good to submit. I eagerly awaited as she exposed part of the leather outfit. My mind started to sink. She stood up and dropped the robe and I felt myself plunge back into my deep hypnotic trance. I heard the doctor say, “He is under your power now Mary. Tell him what you want and he will obey without question.” I heard Mary say, “Open your eyes Mike.” I opened my eyes. My wife pointed to her pussy. “You live to serve this and you live to serve me. I earn more money than you do so you will be calling your boss to tell him you will not be back to work. All the chores you had taken over from me now belong to you. They will bring you great pleasure as anytime you are cleaning, cooking or doing anything I have instructed you will feel the pleasure the doctor spoke of. Disobey me and you will feel pain. You are very happy to be the new submissive husband you are and will encourage your female friends and their husbands to see the good doctor. Oral sex is no longer for your pleasure; it is for my pleasure. I will share you with who I want but you cannot initiate sex with me or anyone else without my permission. Your penis is incapable of getting hard without me telling it to. I am going to undress to keep you from falling back into a trance. You will worship Dr. Blatt’s pussy and then you will worship mine. The nurse likes to have her ass licked so you will lick her ass and finger her pussy until she screams in delight. Then when all three of us are finished I will ride you. When you orgasm you will scream “I belong to you.” We will leave here together and begin our new life of dominant wife and submissive husband. Do you understand my little slave?” “Yes Mary.” “I am Mary in public but here and at home I am your master.” “Yes Master.” Mary awoke me from my trance and I serviced all three women. Anytime she asked me to do something, whether it was to kiss her feet, lick the doctor’s boots, it didn’t matter what, I felt incredible pleasure when I obeyed. I quickly realized that all I had to do was obey my wife and master and I would most assuredly live the most wonderful life possible.