How to make your wife into a cock sucking princess.
Jeff had been seeing his therapist for 5 years, on and off, but in recent months he’d been coming less frequently. As he walked into the modest reception room Dr. Michael Wellbeloved’s receptionist smiled her usual welcoming smile and asked him if he’d like a cup of tea.
“He’s running a little behind, but I know he’ll be free shortly,” said the young woman.
“It’s ok,” he replied and sat and picked up a copy of Psychology Today which was lying on the coffee table in the waiting room. Jeff flicked through the magazine until the door opened and the psychologist’s previous client silently left.
“Come on in Jeff,” said Michael.
Taking a seat on the leather sofa, Michael took in the view of the city afforded by the sixteenth floor office. Michael picked up a pad of paper and sat opposite him on a comfortable chair, and played with a pencil, rolling it between his fingers.
Jeff had noticed his therapist would do this. He wouldn’t say anything, waiting for Michael to introduce the topic for discussion today. He would wait until the silence had become a little awkward, at which point Jeff would break the tension by saying something like ‘It’s been a busy week…’ or some such phrase.
Jeff decided to wait. This time he’d let Michael speak. The seconds dragged by, until Jeff, remembering he was paying excessively high fees for this hour, found he had to say something.
“I’ve had a good week, how about you, Michael?” Jeff smiled to himself. He was playing abut of a game here. He wanted to hear what the therapist would say with the tables turned.
“I was about to ask you the very same thing, Jeff. It was your anniversary last weekend, if I remember rightly. How is Vivienne?”
“She’s fine,:” said Jeff instinctively, before realising the therapist had switched things around so quickly. “We had a nice time.”
“I’m glad to hear that,” replied the therapist. “And you’re feeling a bit better about her job?”
“Oh yes,” he replied. “She seems to have settled into it nicely. She’s more relaxed now.”
“Well, that’s good,” said Michael.
“I do think things could be a little more exciting in the bedroom though. You know…”
“Really,” said the therapist, an air of professional curiosity entering his voice. “Can you elaborate?”
“It’s not that she doesn’t like sex, no, far from it. She loves it,” said Jeff, a note of tension creeping into his voice.
“I wonder then,” said Michael, “what’s the trouble. Is she having some challenges?”
Jeff looked out of the window to avoid the therapists stare, and then said, “It’s not really her.”
“I see, am I to understand it’s something you’re struggling with, Jeff?”
“I suppose you could say that. It’s just that I want more,” said Jeff.
“More women? Is that right?”
“No, I want her to have more sex, more men. I love the idea of…” And there he faltered.
“Jeff, it’s ok. You don’t need to feel embarrassed talking to me. Nothing you’re asking for is so unusual. I know I can help you.”
“Alright,” said Jeff, relaxing a little. “Here’s the thing. We dated in high school. We were very committed, we still are. It’s just, when I went to university I found my way to a few other relationships. Exciting relationships. I had quite a few, and I feel a bit guilty that she was home, and waited for me.”
“I can see how you might feel guilty, but did you really do any harm? Did you hurt anyone,” asked Michael.
“Oh, no! I don’t even really feel guilty. It’s just some of the girls I was with were quite extreme. I found out that sex could be much more exciting. I’d no idea that there were other ways to do it.”
“Alright, then you got some good experiences. Where’s the harm in that? A little experience is a good thing. Besides, it probably made you a more accomplished lover. I really wouldn’t worry about that.”
“I want Jennifer to be like that,” said Jeff quickly.
“You mean more experienced?”
“Well, more than that. I want her to not be as innocent. I want her to be more,” and now he faltered, “…more slutty. More perverted. More able to let go and dive into sex in a powerful way. I want to see that hunger and lust on her face.”
“I see,” said Michael. “Well, it can be done. There is a way. But you want to be careful what you wish for.”
Michael smiled. His client was clearly looking for something, but too embarrassed to ask for it.
“Would you like me to have a chat with her,” asked the therapist.
Michael averted his eyes again and hurried on.
“I want to see her sucking of other men. I want to smell the cum on her breath – and to see the lust in her eyes as she watches other men.”
“That’s quite extreme, Jeff. Vivienne is quite an innocent young thing, in my opinion. Are you sure you want this?”
“I want to see that part of her flourish. I know it’s inside her, but she suppresses it. I want her to let it out. I want to see her desperate to feel another hard cock driving into her,” and at this point Jeff paused. “I want to see the filthy whore that I know is within her.”
“That’s an odd thing to want of one’s wife,” said the therapist. “Of course, we all fantasize…”
“Perhaps. But I want it all the same. You see, she was a virgin when I met her,” said Jeff. “She’s never had anyone else. She’s never known that excitement. Is it so wrong that I should want her to experience that?”
“I guess not,” replied Michael, scratching his head. “And is she not, what’s the word, is she not into the idea of trying this on her own?”
The therapist made a quick note on his pad. He would have to be sure this is something the woman was consenting to.
“And how does Vivienne feel about this? I assume she’s talked with you about this,” said Michael.
“Oh, she want’s to do this. She just needs that extra push. She wants to be hypnotised to be more excited by it,” continued Jeff. “She want’s to experience this, but she’s afraid to ask. She’s really very timid.”
“You realise this could change her whole personality. It could change your marriage, too,” said the therapist.
“It’s ok. We’re ready for that. We both want this.”
“And you’re quite sure about this?”
“Yes, I want to watch her get pounded, but more than that. After she’s been fucked, and is wet and sweaty, and used, I want her to ask for more. Another, and another. And I want her not to be afraid to want more. To satisfy herself,” said Jeff.
“You might not feel the same way if you see another man, or other men, taking her,” said the therapist. “She is after all, your wife. Your spouse. It’s old fashioned to say this, I know, but that implies ownership – possession. It’s archaic, but you may feel she’s violated. Somehow soiled.”
“No,” said Jeff quickly. “That’s not the way I see it at all. I want her to experience the thrills I have. I can handle it.”
“Women sometimes experience things a little differently” replied the therapist. “But you really want her to be a cock sucking princess, don’t you.”
“That’s exactly what I want,” replied Jeff.
And that was how it all started. An exercise to help Vivienne become a little more accepting, to give herself permission to indulge herself.
That’s how Michael came to create the CSP Self Hypnosis Files. When Jeff came the following week Dr. Wellbeloved was unable to see him, having been called away at the last minute, on some emergency. Instead his receptionist opened a sealed envelope, and withdrew a brightly colored USB drive.
“Dr. Wellbeloved has been called out on an unavoidable emergency. However he asked me to give you this. It’s got some recordings on it, I understand. They’re self hypnosis files.”
“Oh,” said Jeff. “That was quick.”
“The Doctor works very hard, you know,” said the receptionist as she handed Jeff the USB drive. “He told me to tell you to have your wife listen to each one for at least a week, before going onto the next one. They’re labeled CSP1, CSP2, and CSP3. He said not to move onto CSP3 unless she has worked with the previous two for at least 7 days each.”
You can find these files at - https://fdobson.gumroad.com/l/rjmcuc - They can be yours for just $45.00 for the three self hypnosis files. Use each one for 7 consecutive days, then move on to the next.
Just remember, be careful what you wish for.
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