The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

I was home and my Yahoo Messenger pops up.

Hey, a new request for friendship. Cool. Who is this masterofspirals? I accepted it by instinct. (Normally I double check the profile. I want my friends to have at least some interests matching with mine. I hate empty profiles but I accept this one by instinct. Automatically).

After a few seconds my new friend sent me a message. Not a message indeed, but a link.

I think it is the usual perverted site. Men think that vulgar erotic pictures are arousing for women. They think that involving women in erotic thoughts at first contact is a “macho” thing... how silly... how stupid…idiots! I felt really curious what this last idiot has invented to hook me. It took a few seconds before the page appeared (my internet sometime is so slow). My computer seemed frozen. Then, after a long rumbling, the screen got full of a twirling spiral.

Now it’s my turn to get frozen.

I’ve always liked spirals. I use them for relaxation during my daily self hypnosis session. I’ve always been interested in hypnosis, I don’t know why (I perfectly know why but I won’t tell you…) and when I started experiencing trance it was the most fascinating feeling I’ve ever felt. Spirals make me feel so relaxed and as I watch them my mind starts wondering but at the same time becomes empty, frozen…like now….but still following all my thoughts.

The orange flashing bar at the bottom means I should answer a message. I must answer a message.

“Better I concentrate on my friend now.” I thought

My hands moved on the keyboard to write my greeting message, as I read his one.

“Do you like to watch my spiral, Alice?”

Indeed, the page of spirals was still in the background, swirling and spinning.

Slowly I wrote, “Yes, I like spirals”.

“I like them too, Alice” (He answered back without giving me the time to send my message).

“I like to watch them when I want to relax. And indeed I want to relax every free moment I have. Do you also like to relax every time you can, Alice?”

“Yes, but…. do I know you?” I tried to understand what was happening.

“We chatted a couple of times a few years ago, but that it is not important at the moment. I’m here because I need your help. You would kindly dedicate me a few minutes, wouldn’t you, Alice?”

“Yes, yes I think… yes if I can…” that one was intriguing me. I was sure he knew me better than he wanted me to think. “Let’s see how long it takes before he asks me for a nude picture.” I thought

“Well what I need is for you to comment on my spiral, Alice . I’m asking around to everybody because I want to be sure they are properly made. In particular, I’d like you to express yourself about the small dot in the middle. Do you see it, Alice?”

“Yes, the small dot…”

“Yes, I’m glad you see it. Indeed I have a problem with this dot because I programmed it to be squared, but someone insists it is rounded, circular…”

“What a stupid question!” I thought “It is squared, perfectly squared. It is just not easy to see it, because the spiral is round and the illusion makes the brain think all is round. Also, the spinning movement hides the shape but I can be almost sure that it is… circular… I mean squared. Why did I let myself become involved in this stupid thing?”

“I….. Ok, now I check.” I try to play for time.

“Yes, Alice. Take your time. We’re not in a hurry here. We have all the time to check it correctly. In the mean time I want to explain to you why I did this spiral, Alice. Do you want to know the reason, Alice?”

“Hmmm… The reason. Yes, please…”

“I was looking for a good way to concentrate. I often need to concentrate deeply for my job, Alice. At the end, I found this new software that generates spiral patterns like the one you’re watching now. Do you feel you can concentrate more, Alice?”

“Maybe, yes… concentrate… it could be…”

“Yes, it is normal if that happens. The spiralling patterns increase the concentration and the capacity to relax. Relaxation comes after a few minutes, Alice , when the pattern changes color. Tell me when you see the colors change, Alice. Will you?”

“The color… yes… when it changes”

My head was confused now. “Why now the color? Aren’t you interested in the dot? I’m concentrated on the dot now, the squared-rounded-whatever black dot in the middle, I mean the blue dot in the middle. Has it changed or it has been always blue?”

“The color change will depend on your grade of relaxation so I cannot tell you what color it is now, Alice. What color do you see?”

“hummm? Blue...”

“Good, Alice. When the color is blue it means that the relaxation has started. Do you feel relaxed, Alice?”

Of course I do! I see the color blue. It means the relaxation has started. What a stupid question is this?

“yes...”

“There will be other changes of color, Alice. Will you inform me when it happens?”

“yes... inform you...” Why do programmers make things always so complicated? Squared rounded dots, changing colors, always tons of questions and testing.

“its green now”

“Good, Alice, green is a very relaxing color, the most relaxing color that exists. By seeing this color it means your relaxation is now very deep. It means you were able to concentrate in a very good way. I’m happy I asked you to test my program, Alice.”

You’re welcome! Next time invent something less complicated! I’m proud I’ve been able to see the changing. I thought myself to not be clever enough. This test is not so stupid at the end.

“Now concentrate, Alice.”

“its becoming red now”

“Red? Interesting, Alice.”

Yes it is interesting but that’s it, it is red!

“When the color becomes red it means that the relaxation is transforming into deep hypnosis. Are you sure that the color is red, Alice?”

“yes red. Sure...”

“Watch it closely, Alice. If you see a red pattern you should say you’re deeply hypnotized.”

I told you it’s red! Red means deeply hypnotized! You can ask for a year, it is red! Do you want me to scream it?

“red… I’m deeply hypnotized” My ands now were moving in a slow automatic mode as my head was full of thoughts, obsessed by the fact to remain concentrated.

“Ok, Alice. Indeed, everything is ok and you feel good, don’t you?”

“yes”

“Maybe you will see another small change in the color, Alice. Do you see any other change, Alice?”

Now that he was mentioning it, yes. The red was light now almost pink.

“yes...”

“What color is the pattern now, Alice?”

“pink...”

“Pink is a wonderful color, Alice . You should be happy to see it. This color can be seen only by people with deep concentration and a deep sense of submission. By seeing this color, Alice, you feel a desire to write that you’re a submissive obedient slut.”

I will never write something like that, stupid perverted programmer! Fuck you!

“I’m a submissive obedient slut”

“Yes, Alice. Very well, my pet. In fact, every time I tell you to watch the pink pattern, you will feel this way, won’t you Alice-slut?”

“yes”

“Isn’t it so arousing to be called Alice-slut?”

Why don’t you call your sis that way? Or better, why don’t you make her lick my slutty-pussy moisture now?

“yesss”

“You feel 10 times more horny each time you’re called Alice-slut”

“ohhh…yesss”

“And how will you feel watching the pink patterns, Alice-slut?”

Please, stop asking me this fucking stupid question and use the brain you’ve got in your trousers to help my pussy!

“like a submissive obedient slut”

“And each time your feeling will be deeper and deeper, Alice-slut.”

“ohhhhhhhhhh…yessssssssssssss”

“Deeper obedient, Alice-slut”

“ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…yesssssssssssssss”

“Deeper submission, Alice-slut”

“ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…yesssssssssssssss”

“Deeper... horny in my presence, Alice-slut”

“oooooooooohooooooooooooohhhooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…yesssss yesssssssss

yessssssssssss”

Hornier than this!?!? It is not possible, my cunt is already aching for a cock! What should I do more? Beg you?

“pleeeeeeeseeee”

“Do you want to cum, Alice-slut?”

“ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhyesoohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yes I want.. to cummmmmmmmmm,

pleeeaseeeeeeeeeeeee”

“You will publish this session on your profile so every one will know how slutty you are.”

“yesss I will…. Publish… ohhhhhhhhhhhhh yes pleassssssse”

“The moment you publish it you will cum in a deep deep way. Now obey your Master, Alice-slut!”

“ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yes Masterrrrrrrr”.

My trembling hands flown on the keyboard as I opened my profile to post the chat log. As soon I clicked “save” I started feeling the orgasm exploding and shaking me. I simply let go without will. Letting this amazing orgasm eat up my body, my will, my soul, until my last cell.

I came back to consciousness still repeating my ‘yes Master’. My hands between my legs as to keep, to hold, the pleasure in my pussy. Forever. But I knew that in a moment it would be finish