The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Her Inner Voice

chap4

Anne slid under the blanket at ten after doing some chores and didn’t wake Nathan. In any other day she would curl into Nathan’s warm hands. But today her mind disagreed.

Today is warm. It’ll be uncomfortable.

The buttplug sat inside her ass, It was a requirement of Anne now to think straight. otherwise the itch in her ass will drive her mad. And of course, Her thoughts said she was getting better. And the vibrator was used frequently when Nathan’s not home, It eased the throb in her pussy. but she had noticed that after some time period the urge was coming back more stronger. And that time period had getting more and more smaller from the day she used it.

This is for Nathan. Because if I look distracted and sick. And that will make him worry. I’m using vibrator is for my family.

Few hours into the Ann’s sleep and the dream was different that night.

Before, the man had only ever been a cock. rest of him was in dark. A thick cock that took her in every position her sleeping mind could invent, while his hands pinned her juicy ass and spanked her and played with the buttplug. She had woken wet and throbbing every time, and told herself it was just the buttplug, the itch, anything. And anytime she tried to concentrate on his face, he just fucked her harder and harder that made Anne’s eyes roll up and that concentration diluted in her throat as a raw animal moan.

Tonight Anne saw the hands, and a chest against her back, and a smell, strong coffee and hot electronics smell. And a voice.

He put her on her hands and knees first, in her and Nathan’s bed and that made it worse. Then he dragged the head of his cock slowly between her pussy lips, not pushing in, just letting her feel the size of it.

Of course it wasn’t Nathan’s cock. She knew the difference immediately, the way you know a stranger’s hand on your shoulder. Nathan was five inches and comfortable, ten years of affectionate sex, and she had never once complained. The thing sliding against her now was almost twice as thick and much longer too. Her body knew it from all the other dreams, but her pussy got wet and swollen open without any complaint.

“Look at this slut. Oh my...” the voice said behind her. “Dripping already, and I haven’t even touched your clit.” She felt the voice is familiar. But not Alex of course.

But i Know it from somewhere.

“Please don’t,” she whispered, and her hips pushed back toward him anyway, hating herself.

“There she is. There’s my good girl.”

“I’m married. I’m a good ...”

“Yeah a good slut..” he said with a laugh, and pushed in.

He pushed in slow, The thick head spread her open wider than Nathan ever had, wider than anything, a slow burning stretch that made her grip the sheets and moan into the pillow. And he just kept going. Inch after inch, deeper than Nathan had ever reached, until she felt him nudging a place inside her that had never once been touched, and dream-Anne heard herself whine into the cotton.

Then He pulled almost all the way out, until only the head was inside her, and then pushed back in with one long deliberate stroke, and her whole body jolted. Her tits swung. Her arms shook. She was already close to come and he knew it, and she knew that he knew, and that was the worst part.

“Nathan never fills you like this, does he.”

“No,” she gasped. And then, Dreams are out of control as Anne knew. And it was her only relief. “never.”

“There. Was that so hard.”

Then he started to really fuck her.

His big rough hands closed over her ass, and he groped her like he owned her, squeezing her cheeks slowly, one in each hand, spreading her wide open so he could watch his cock go in and out of her. His thumb pressed down on the buttplug and tugged it, and her ass clenched around it helplessly. His fingers dug in where Nathan’s gentle hands had never once left a mark, and she moaned helplessly.

“Look at this ass,” he murmured. “It’s wasted on him. It was made to be grabbed like this. You know that.”

“Yes,” she gasped, and she said, breathless “Yes, yes—”

He fucked her harder, and his cock hit that deep place with every stroke, and her pussy started to spasm around it. She felt a huge guilt and a huge pleasure at the same exact time, and they were merging. A part of her mind loved that humiliation. It built fast, too fast, and she heard herself begging.

And then she felt like he is slowing down. She couldn’t afford that, when she is this close to come.

“Please, I can’t, I’m going to..”

“Say his cock is too small while I’m inside you then. Go on. Say it.”

“Nathan has a little cock, pls.. yours is much bigger” she added things to script. she felt the man loved it by the twitches of cock.

“Good girl,” he said, and one careful hand slid slowly up her spine and closed gently around the back of her neck, holding her down, and she came so violently that the orgasm carried her up out of the dream like a wave throwing a swimmer onto the beach.

But Mark didn’t let her wake up.

And then she was standing on a bus, strangers pressed all around her. A man in a suit read his phone beside her. And right behind her, him, one hand grabbing the pole while the other hand slid up under her skirt, and she felt his whole palm cup her ass, through the thin fabric.

“Don’t move,” he said “Everybody can see you.”

“They’ll see you—”

“They’ll see a married woman who is loving some good spanks then. So stand still. If you don’t want them to see.”

He squeezed her ass cheek slowly, his fingers digging in, then slid lower, under the edge of her panties, and two fingers pushed up inside her from behind. The bus swayed, and every brake pushed her down onto his hand.

Stop it. Push him away. Scream.

But her mind disagreed repeatedly.

you love it. don’t you?. It’s Just a dream. enjoy while it lasts.

She stared ahead with the face of a woman thinking about her grocery list, while his fingers worked her slowly and mercilessly and his palm kept kneading her ass like dough. When the bell sounded, a man with a briefcase looked over at her. And it was Nathan suddenly. Anne gasped.

“You getting off this one?”

“Umm, yeah” it came out of her mouth instantly. Stupid Dreams.

The dream lurched again.

Then there was carpet under her feet and fluorescent light, and she was in Nathan’s office. His desk, his chair, his coffee mug. And Nathan himself was standing by the printer with two of his work friends, Dave and Tom, all three of them laughing about Something.

And she was standing at Nathan’s desk in a skirt that was too tight and no undewear at all, which she only realized when the man’s hand slid up the back of her thigh and found bare skin.

“No underwear today,” he murmured behind her. “You’re getting worse even in your own dreams.”

“Please, they’re right there. Those are his friends.”

“I know who they are,” he said, and his hand closed over her bare ass under the skirt, and she watched her husband laugh at something Dave said, eight feet away, while a stranger’s fingers slid between her cheeks from behind and pressed slowly against her hole.

She bit her lip. She kept her eyes on the printer. Her face turned red. Even though its a dream she felt like its real with all those sensations coming from her ass and pussy. So she was kinda worried that Nathan will see.

Then Nathan turned away to grab the coffeepot and the man smacked her ass.

It was loud. A big flat palm on soft flesh, and the sound rang across the whole office, and her cheek jiggled and stung, and she jumped and let out a tiny moan. Dave looked up. Tom looked up. Nathan kept pouring coffee.

“What was that?” said Dave.

“Umm, I dropped a pen” and she bent over to pick it up, except there was no pen, and bending over put her ass right back into the man’s hand, and he squeezed it slowly, right there, while both of Nathan’s friends watched her humiliation.

“Clumsy today,” said Tom, and grinned at her, and she didn’t know what the grin but the fact that he is watching her getting groped made her clit throb.

“See how much a slut youre Anne” the man said behind her. “Go say hi to your husband.”

She walked over on shaking legs, and the man followed, and just as she reached Nathan’s side she felt her skirt being lifted in the back, slowly, an inch, two, with Tom looking right at them. She couldn’t say anything.

Nathan kissed her cheek and asked how her day was, and while he asked it the man’s hand slid between her thighs from behind and fingered her soaking pussy, and she had to answer her husband with two of his friends watching and a stranger’s fingers sliding inside her.

Of course dreams don’t follow logic.

“It was... fine,” she said.

“You okay? You look flushed.”

“Umm, yeah. Just warm.”

Nathan went back to his friends, and the dream pulled her down, under the next desk, onto her knees.

The man was sitting in the chair, and his cock was in her mouth, and she could see Nathan’s shoes six feet away, and his friends.

“There you are,” the man said, relaxed, one hand resting on her head like a pet. “Spending some quality time with family.”

Her mouth was too full to answer. He was thick on her tongue too, bigger than Nathan there as well, and her jaw ached around it. He held her head and set the pace, using her mouth the way he used everything, like it already belonged to him.

“You’re going to swallow it, like a good girl. And then you’re going to say thank you.”

She shook her head while still with the cock in mouth, eyes watering.

No... please no, not with them right there.

“Anne,” he said, and that was all it took.

When he came she swallowed every drop, hardly daring to made a wet sloppy sound. She loved the taste of every glob of cum. she licked her lips after milking every drop of his cum.

Then she heard herself say it. “Thank you.”

Nathan Suddenly look at her direction.

She woke up before she could see his face.

And she woke up in her own bed, her ass arched up. one hand gripping the sheets and the other already between her legs before she was conscious enough to stop it. Nathan was asleep a breath away. but the orgasm didn’t care.

It rolled through her in long merciless waves. Her pussy spasmed around nothing, again and again, soaking, and she felt the juices dripping out of her, dripping down, making everything slippery. She had to buried her face in the pillow and bite down on the cotton to strangle the moan that wanted out.

The buttplug shifted inside her ass with every clench, milking it, stretching her out wave after wave of orgasm. Her hips made small shameful circles under the blanket. Her thighs was wet almost to the knees, and she could feel the wetspot spreading under her.

Why I’m Enjoying this filthy things?

It’s Just a dream. pls stop overthinking girl.

Her body didn’t stop until it was finished with her.

When it finally let her go she lay flat on her back, panting, heart going like she had run for a bus. Her nightgown was rucked up around her waist. Her fingers came away slick.

He talked. He never talked before.

And I know that voice. I almost know it. How do I almost know it?

It’s a dream, said the voice, the reasonable one. Dreams cant make up voices. they use voices You have heard before.

Nobody controls what they dream about, Anne. You were asleep. You didn’t cheat. Married women also dream. It isn’t a crime to have a imagination.

It sounded so sensible at three in the morning. It always did.

Go back to sleep Anne

She got up carefully without waking Nanthan up and changed wet clothes.

to her surprise the throb has already came back,

It has been only 10 minutes since I last came. What the fuck girl

It’s going down. It is. Monday was better. I only notice it when I’m thinking about it.

finally the throb won. she grabbed the vibrator and went to the bathroom to relief herself. It was the first time she used it when Nathan is in house. She came two or three times silently in the bathroom.

I’m just helping myself to sleep.

she went to bed back again and got back to sleep.

She got up when Nathan said he is leaving.

two weeks ago, Anne will felt sad because of Nathan leaving. But now Anne felt relived.

She knew she can stop pretending to be innocent house wife when he left.

She kissed him on the cheek and said goodbye.

The house was quiet. she instantly grabbed vibrator and pressed it to her pussy and turned it on low. to come, She tried to think about Nathan, his safe hands, his careful way. Nothing interesting enough to get the relief. She even tried to be the loyal wife she used to be by setting vibrator to max settings. She failed miserably. Then, the scenes from last night dream came flowing into her mind forcing her hips started moving on their own. She came hard within few minutes.

Her phone buzzed on the nightstand.

hey Anny. Did u survive the week without the new toy?

this has to be Alex from store.

Ignore him Anne!