So far, so good

You lead Anne to her “throne” in the basement. The routine you started of dinner, conditioning and reward-sex are second nature to her by now. So she takes her place and gets comfy, before you get a chance to tell her so.

“Well, is this gonna be a long one? You know I like the whole relaxing aspect, but I have some tensions only our little playtime can loosen~”, even through the VR-googles you can feel the sparkling eyes accompanying her still visible smirk.

“Oh honey, if you sit through this one, I will loosen all your tensions”, you eye her rump squirming impatiently squirming on the chair.

“I’ll hold you to that one mistttllll-“, she goes slack-jawed as you start the program right in her retort. She can’t consciously hear you anymore, but you still suppress the chuckle you fell bursting out of you.

You and your wife always loved the playful banter and who the more frequent winner of that is depends highly on whom you ask. But this one, you’re fairly certain, is a clear point for you. … Or maybe that was a little petty of you? No, you’re overthinking this. Tonight you’re easing one of the most ruined evenings is your relationships history. You’re creating a fun and adventures memory for her and plan on giving her an evening to match. You earned a little playful hijinks.

That truly is the woman you love and you want to do right by her. A funny thought, considering you now drive into town to get sex toys. You could have gathered your evening supplies in advance, but considering your wife’s disli- previous dislike for anal, the toys you had in mind might have started a heaty discussion about the topic. And because the current program will take a couple hours to take hold, this is the right time to do some shopping.

So you enter the adult store just outside town. You could have gone closer to home, but you want to get kinky supplies, not have uncomfortable eye contact with someone who might have been a neighbor you met at a barbeque once.

The store clerk behind the counter is a homely middle aged lady. Not the quirky punk girl you might have hoped for, but thank god also not the heavy-set pervy dude you suspected to meet. The lady is surprisingly casual with you. You talk her through your situation (although you leave out the mind control aspect of it, you just say your girlfriend shows a new interest in anal) and she guides you through aisles full of things you have no idea about. Making Annes programming, you have spend a lot of time “studying” anal, but what you used as Annes “educational material” was mainly porn. And as it turns out, there are some differences between that and real life. Who would have thought?

Maggie informs you of what you need, to make this as pleasant as possible for the both of you. You carry home a bag filled with different kinds of lube, two butt plugs (one for training and one more advanced model) and a paddle. That last one wasn’t really to make things pleasant, but Anne might enjoy a little spice among all the sugar. And even if she doesn’t, it won’t take much work to make her think she does and always did.

You drop your bag off in the bedroom and position the items around the room. This isn’t supposed to look like you just acquired these toys, but rather like those have been a part your nightlife for a while now. The paddle get’s stashed deep in the closet, you’re not sure how accommodating Anne will be to that yet. The oil and lubes go into the nightstand, you’ll act like those are pretty common for you now. And the plugs? Those are going to be todays little surprise. You go and hide those under the bed for your big reveal later.

Everything is set up like you planned, so it’s time to see what actual progress you made, aside from your shopping spree that is. You find your wife in her chair, peacefully drooling and mumbling some of your ingrained standard phrases. The program has run its course and now she’s just repeating her basic loop. You power down the computer and take her headset off.

“-ster…Mister…Mister Sweettalker… Where was I? Oooh, nevermind that. Is it… Is it already over? God, I feel dizzy. But the good kind, the nauuughty kind.”, she groggily fidgets in her seat.

“Oh, is that so? Well, what kind of husband would I be if I didn’t take you up on that? A terrible one! Come up, I have a little present for you as a big Thank-You for indulging this kink with me. But here’s a tiny hint for you, I’ll use that to explore one of your kinks.”

You help her out of her chair and she marches ahead of you to the bedroom. She looks over her shoulder and motions for you to come with. Watching her tight little ass jiggle was a mighty distraction. You shake yourself awake and follow that forbidden wonderland. That or the woman it’s attached to. Thank god those two go in the same direction.