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Jess was an hour or so into her therapy session when the nurse led me through a confusing set of hallways to a nondescript door marked "Stimulation Room 4". I could hear my wife's moaning faintly through the door, but when we entered the room I realized she was nearly screaming. All of this had been explained to me earlier of course, but seeing it in person was still a shock.My plump wife was nude on all fours, with a cushioned platform holding up her torso, and a thick black cuff attaching each of her limbs to the floor. Behind her, a whirring machine rotated, which pistoned a metal bar back and forth towards her. At the end of the metal bar was an impossibly large black dildo, which pushed into and out of my wife's helpless pussy at a steady, unrelenting pace. Her face was obscured by a VR headset beaming images to her directly, and she was also wearing a set of headphones that blocked out any external sounds. She most likely had no idea I had even entered the room.Although I hoped it wasn't too uncomfortable for her, I had to admit that she looked incredible like this, bucking her hips wildly to meet the dildo each time as it mercilessly pounded her. I wasn't quite sure what all of the various other equipment was doing, it all looked very complicated, but I did recognize the wired pads attached to each of her wide butt cheeks as the electrical stimulation that was supposed to simulate being spanked."It's okay, your wife is perfectly fine," the nurse said*trying to re-assure me, having to raise her voice a bit to be heard over the droning mechanical devices and my wife's deep moans. "Once we get the program switch over to gentle mode it will be easier to relax." She looked down at her tablet device and punched in some sort of code. The big intimidating piston extracted the dildo all the way back out and all of the other machines seemed to quiet down. All we could hear was my wife's heavy breathing as she struggled to catch her breath."Okay, she should be all ready for you now. Remember, be very gentle and take it slow. No extra touching or anything, the stimulation program will handle any of that. And don't bother trying to talk to her, she can't hear anything through the audio program,"I turned around to thank her but the nurse was already halfway out the door. I slowly undressed, wondering if some of the odd devices in the ceiling were actually cameras. Even if no one was watching, this whole situation was so alien and strange. But the doctor had explained this was the best chance at improving our sexual compatibility.Once all of my clothes were off, I hesitantly got in position to mount my wife from behind. It was a little awkward with all of the machinery in the way, but I managed to slip myself inside. I'm not sure if the dildo machine produced lubrication, but her pussy was incredibly wet. I built up a rhythm, making sure not to go too fast, as I did my best to provide this part of the stimulation program.Unlike before, she wasn't moving at all or moaning, so the only sound in the room was the quiet slapping of my body pressing against her's with each thrust. I wasn't used to her reacting this way to sex, she was usually at least a little enthusiastic once a week or so when we did it, but she was probably exhausted by all of the previous training. Plus the doctor had said that the brain wave patterns optimal for making her more easily influenced by the stimulation program might also make her seem more zoned out for up to twelve*hours after the treatment.The sensation wasn't great for me either though, I usually liked going faster than such a slow pace, and I think the huge dildo had temporarily stretched her out quite a bit because she felt significantly looser than usual. I thought I heard her moan at one point, but as I listened closely I could tell she was just mildly uncomfortable."Time's up!" a perky voice called out behind me, startling me in mid-thrust. It had only seemed like a few minutes but I guess time had gotten away from me. "That should be all for this session Mr. -----, you can go back to the waiting room until your wife is finished," she added, sounding very professional as I isveçbahis (http://isvecbahisgirisi.info/) rushed to put my clothes back on.I finished up and exited the room, looking back to see that the nurse had entered the next code and the dildo forced itself back into my wife's gaping wet hole. As the door closed behind me I could barely make out her moans, but she seemed to be shouting, "Yes, fuck, yes!"When they finally brought Jess back out sometime later, the effects of the drugs must not have worn off yet. She seemed to be in a dazed state, unable to speak much other than to give simple yes or no answers to questions. She could also barely walk, and had to lean on me for support as we made our way back to the car. Once we arrived home, she went straight to bed and slept soundly. I wanted to talk to her about what it was like and if she thought it had worked, but that had to wait until our follow-up appointment that was already scheduled for the next day.** * *As we sat in the doctor's office the next morning, we still hadn't really discussed things privately. Jess was in a better state than she had been after the session, but she told me she didn't want to jump to any conclusions until after the doctor went over the results. When he arrived in the room he shook hands with us and took a seat behind his desk, at first just silently looking through the printed pages on his desk. I wanted to know what each, "hmmm," and, "I see," meant as he went through the data, but the machines had such complicated sensors that I'm sure I wouldn't have understood the raw data even if he showed me all of the charts."I won't beat around the bush, overall the results are unfortunately not what we expected," he said flatly. Dr. Mentus had a tendency to be blunt, but we were used to that by now. I was concerned that the therapy apparently hadn't worked though. We were spending a small fortune on it, and from the way he had described things before, "failure" was not even within the realm of possibility."As you know, the object of this stimulus program was to modify Jess' size preference to more align with Paul's below-average penis size, and to associate Jess' fantasies around cheating and rough sex with negative emotions like degradation and embarrassment rather than arousal," he said.It was embarrassing to hear him talk about my physical shortcomings and my wife's darkest fantasies so matter-of-factly, but they had done dozens of tests and we couldn't argue with the science. We really did need to overcome these things to get our sexual relationship back on track, and ignoring the truth was going to help the situation."Now let's try a simple thought experiment," he said, turning toward Jess and staring at her with his piercing eyes. "Jess, imagine your husband has just served you a romantic dinner, and leads you to the bedroom, which is lit by candlelight. He lovingly takes undresses and invites you into bed with him, where he gently enters you and starts to make love." He paused, and Jess nodded thoughtfully. "Good, now how does that make you feel?""Oh, yeah, sure that sounds good to me. Sounds very romantic," she said, sounding very detached."But how does it make you feel sexually?*Does thinking about it make you physically aroused?" the doctor inquired."Hmm, I mean, not the way you described it necessarily. I guess I have a hard time imagining it in enough detail to really feel anything sexual," she said. I could tell she was getting a little defensive, she never liked to think of any of this being caused by her own mental blocks and tended to want to focus more on me."Okay, let's try another simple scenario, Jess. A stranger approaches you from behind and you willingly bend over a table. He rips down your panties and penetrates you with his huge cock. He takes you until he has had his fill. How does that make you feel?" he said blandly."Oh, well..." Jess stammered, clearly flustered as her face turned red. She shifted slightly in her chair, before straightening up to try not to show how the fantasy affected her."Now Jess, we all promised to be completely honest in these sessions, right?" he coaxed."Yes, doctor. I guess it's just a little embarrassing. isveçbahis giriş (http://isvecbahisgirisi.info/) That scenario is very, umm, hot to me. I got very aroused just hearing you say that," she said quietly. "I mean, just thinking about another man taking me, penetrating me with his big hard cock...""Thank you for being honest Jess," he said chuckling a bit and waved his hand to make it clear that she didn't need to continue. "You have nothing to be ashamed of here. Or I guess I should say, being ashamed of these sorts of fantasies should not prevent you from freely talking about them here. Now Paul, to summarize the results of your wife's treatment, we successfully associated your wife's size preference with some of the more negative sexual tendencies she exhibits, and associated your size with more loving and gentle sexual experiences. Unfortunately, arousal is a complex beast to tame, and your wife still associates those negative stimuli with sexual pleasure. Do you have any questions about this?" he said."I guess that makes sense," I said, trying to wrap my head around all of this. We had already gone over our sexual incompatibilities in detail before, but if anything it seems like this session had only made things worse. "So what is the next step for her? Do you reverse the last session, or will the preferences switch once she has more training?" I asked."Once associations are made they can be difficult to break," he said sympathetically. "As I've said before, this is an experimental process where the goal is to reach sexual compatibility. There's nothing necessarily wrong with your wife's current preferences, as long as we can reach a stable equilibrium with your own preferences. Now let's start to think about how we might be able to shape Paul's associations to achieve full compatibility..."* * *A few days later I arrived for my own therapy session. The same nurse guided me through the halls back to the same room. She had me undress right away and then spent time turning on the various machines and sensors while I stood there awkwardly. The layout was different than last time (the big piston machine was nowhere to be found thank goodness) but when the nurse strapped me in I realized I was still going to have to be on all fours the whole time just like Jess was. I wasn't sure if I could last several hours in that position, but Jess had said it wasn't too bad and she didn't remember it feeling like it took too long.The nurse put on the video headset and headphones right away once I was strapped in. I could feel her attaching various electrode patches to my bare skin as she continued the setup. The video showed some relaxing things and a woman's gentle voice instructed me to do various things like count from one to ten and imagine lying on a beach.Overall it seemed like a cheesy relaxation video you might find on some discount DVD in the dollar bin, but the headset made everything seem very real and after a few minutes I did start to feel more relaxed. Even the more invasive parts of the setup, like inserting the stimulation plug I had been warned about didn't really bother me.By the time the actual program started, I was having a hard time concentrating and I don't remember a lot of specifics. I know it started with showing porno scenes more or less, and as the doctor had explained they were a little rougher than I liked. I'm not sure if I usually would have been aroused, but whatever contraption they had attached to my penis felt great, as if I was getting a constant gentle handjob. At first, it was a little disturbing to see the women in the videos, most of them blonde and busty like my wife, being called names, being held down, having their faces slapped.But every time one of those things would happen, the machine pleasuring me would go into overdrive, making it feel like an amazing blowjob for a few minutes. After a while, I realized that each time the scene was "normal" at the beginning, I kept anticipating the man to do something degrading so I could feel the intense pleasure.I'm not sure how long those parts of it lasted, it was hard to keep track of time or think about much of anything. But isveçbahis yeni giriş (http://isvecbahisgirisi.info/) I do remember the sex scenes would abruptly stop at times for less pleasurable experiences. All of the men in the sex scenes before had unusually large cocks, not exactly surprising for porn, but in these scenes very modestly endowed men would appear on-screen. They would seem embarrassed about their size, and women would also appear on screen to talk about how little dicks are pathetic and only large cocks could please them.Since these are the more negative emotions about size preferences that the doctor was trying to get rid of, I would feel painful sensations each time these scenes appeared. It was hard to tell exactly what the stimulation was, but all I knew is that whenever those images were on the screen all I wanted was for the sex scenes to come back.By the time the session was finished, I was completely mentally exhausted. I could see why Jess was so out of it at the end of hers. I can't remember much more of that day, other than that I slept soundly that night.The next day Jess and I were back in the doctor's office and he was going through my report just as he had with Jess. "I think we are definitely making some solid progress here," he said confidently as he shuffled the papers back into a stack. Well, that was good news at least. I certainly didn't want to do any more of that. Hopefully, one session was enough for me and the rest of the time could be spent working on Jess and her weird fantasies."I think the best way to explore the results would be with another set of thought experiments. Jess, I want you to think about whether these scenarios make you aroused and answer honestly. Paul, I want you to be honest too, but thankfully for you, we can have a more direct measurement of arousal. Please pull your pants and underwear down during this conversation so we can all make some observations."I felt embarrassed about exposing myself like that, but I followed his instructions and sat in my chair with my flaccid penis exposed. I tried not to think about it and cleared my mind to try to focus on the doctor's words."Paul forces Jess onto the bed and gives her a hard spanking on her bare ass. Once her bottom is red and stinging, he plunges his below-average penis into Jess and roughly fucks her," the doctor said in a flat voice. "Jess, do you find this description arousing? Please explain your detailed thoughts."Jess had a pained expression on her face, making it clear she wasn't on the same wavelength yet. "Maybe it's because Paul and I haven't done something like that, but no, I don't find it particularly arousing. I mean the spanking part sounds good and I would try that with Paul but it isn't directly stimulating."The doctor shifted his focus to me, and glanced down at my still flaccid penis. "It didn't really do much for me either I guess," I said. "Maybe saying my penis was on, um, the smaller side was a turn off for me, that feels embarrassing to even talk about.""So we don't have shared arousal there, but we also don't have an incompatibility per se," the doctor continued. "We have established what won't work for both of you, let's see if we can find a scenario with shared arousal. Instead of Paul spanking Jess this time, imagine a man with a large cock is spanking Jess, and then fucks her with his big thick cock while Paul watches helplessly."To my embarrassment, my dick got completely stiff almost immediately when the doctor mentioned the theoretical man being so well endowed. Jess was also blushing, and I knew she was turned on before she even spoke.The doctor smiled. "Good, I think we've found a very promising path to explore..."* * *Several months and several more therapy sessions later for each of us, the doctor declared that we had reached an optimal equilibrium of sexual compatibility. While the original sexual survey diagnostic numbers had only rated us as having 28% sexual preferences in common, now we were steady at nearly 96%. It had taken a while to get used to our new ways of interacting with each other, and I never would have guessed at the beginning that we would ever settle on something like this, but I have to admit that sexually we were much more compatible now than we ever had been before. The transition wouldn't really be complete until we established the final part of our new relationship though, just as the doctor had...