The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

“You’re not going to take her?” Betsy asked with a hint of relief in her voice. Chichi had been her most popular whore in years and the result had been very beneficial to the older woman’s bank account.

“Not now anyway,” Walker nodded in reply. “But she should be off the chems by now and I wanted to see how she’s doing. When was her last dose?”

“Two days ago,” the Madame advised. “She was a little off yesterday. Not enough to keep her from taking care of her usual shift. Today, though, she seemed back to normal. She’s been fucking like a bitch in heat all day.”

Walker smiled, a thin evil grin that made him look particularly sinister.

“Excellent! Is she with someone now?”

“No, she’s on a break,” Betsy said.

“Can I see her, maybe stay awhile?”

“Honey, you can spend as much time with her as you want,” the woman laughed. She took a long look at the girl’s father before she continued.

“You’ve got something in store for her, don’t you?”

The man nodded.

“You know her video was a huge hit,” he acknowledged. “The distributor has been after me for a follow-up for months. I need to know if she’s ready.”

Betsy’s face fell.

“So, she’s moving to LA then?”

“Eventually, but not for a few more months,” Walker explained. “Don’t worry.”

“You’re going to shoot here? That’s not legal in this state, you know.”

“Neither is this place,” the man smirked. “But as you well know, there are ways to elicit cooperation from the local authorities.”

Betsy laughed.

“True. Those boys in the Sheriff’s Department sure are a horny bunch. Most of them have already sampled your girl.”

“That’s how I know this will work,” Walker grinned. “Is Chichi still in the same room?”

“Honey, she hardly leaves. I don’t know what was in those drugs you had me giving her. I’ve never seen a girl so hungry for dick. Most of my girls stop after servicing ten men in a day. Chichi just fucks and sucks all day and all night. That’s what you wanted, though, right?”

Walker shrugged and chuckled.

“You know how it is. A father will doing anything for his daughter,” he joked. “Uh, I might be awhile.”

“Take your time,” Betsy told him. “I’m just glad to hear she’s going to be here for another month or two.”

Walker climbed the narrow stairs to the second floor where most of the girls had private rooms. His pretty Chinese daughter was in the last room on the right. He gave a light rap on the door and entered. Chichi was seated on her bed wearing a light robe and nothing else.

“Ooh, is break-time over already?” she giggled.

“Hi Chichi, it’s me,” Walker said.

“J… John?” the girl asked. Her tone had shifted from vacuous bimbo to something more familiar. “Is… is Mama with you?”

Walker sat on the bed next to her and looked into her face. Chichi was only eighteen, but it was clear the last three months had aged her a little. Her beauty was still impressive, even if not in full bloom. At the same time, signs of the hard use she’d experienced were evident in her weary eyes and in her posture.

“Your Mama is in China,” Walker told her. “But I wanted to see you. I’ve missed you, sweetie.”

“You have?” the girl perked up, grateful for the attention. “I… I’ve missed you, too.”

“Well, come here then and give me a hug!”

Chichi scooted close to her father and wrapped her arms around his big chest. After months of almost constant sex, she automatically responded to his muscular body and masculine scent by snuggling into his neck and running her fingers lightly over his arms and shoulders.

“Mmmm, you smell so good,” she purred.

“You smell like sex on two legs,” Walker replied.

The slender Asian girl sat back as if stung.

“Should I shower?” she asked, clearly embarrassed. “Do I smell bad?”

“No, no. You smell great,” the older man chuckled. “It’s just making me horny.”

It was if Walker had spoken a magic word. Bimbo Chichi re-appeared in a flash, a hungry look on her face. She looked down at his crotch.

“Ooh, I’m horny, too!” she giggled. “Do you wanna fuck?”

“Perhaps,” Walker teased. “First I want to take a good look at you. Lose the robe.”

“Yes, sir!” Chichi giggled again. She shrugged off her robe and presented her naked body to the older man just as she’d done for hundreds of others during the last few months. She enjoyed pleasing men. It made her feel wanted.

The teenager sighed as Walker stroked and caressed her body. His hands paid special attention to her perky breasts to start and then, once he could smell the juices starting to flow between her long legs, he let a hand wander down to her eager snatch.

“You’re wet,” he teased, although he knew Chichi was already too lost in lust to reply. Her body had been so well-conditioned to respond to sexual stimuli that once he began fingering her cunt she was immediately consumed with a ferocious need.

Walker wriggled two fingers inside the girl’s eager, steamy twat. After a few months of working as a whore, Chichi’s cunt wasn’t nearly as tight as it once was.

“Oh fuck, that’s so good,” she moaned softly.

“Do you want more?” Walker teased. “I think you want three fingers, don’t you?”

He didn’t wait for an answer. Instead he watched the girl’s face as he slipped a third finger inside of her. Her eyelids fluttered and her mouth opened in an ecstatic “oh” as she took three fingers all the way to the knuckles.

“Make me cum, John,” she begged. “Please, I need it so bad.”

Walker’s eyes glinted cruelly. He slid his last finger inside her along with the rest and pushed his hand up into her slick, hot pussy all the way to the crook of his thumb. At the same time, he began to massage her swollen clit with the ball of his thumb.

“Oh fuck!” Chichi cried out as her body curled and clenched with pleasure. “Oh yes, just like that! Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh God yes!”

Walker twisted his hand in the Asian teen’s sloppy snatch, his thumb lashing her marble-sized clit again and again until she grabbed at his wrist with both her hands and desperately tried to cram his entire hand up into her body. The older man grinned in triumph as he folded his thumb over and allowed her to use his fist like a giant dildo. In seconds, his hand was buried in her drooling quim up to the wrist.

Chichi squealed as she came hard, her slim body shaking and trembling uncontrollably as she was gripped in the throes of a powerful and intense climax. She’d never been fisted before, but now that she knew how good it felt, she knew she would do it again and again.

Finally, after nearly a minute-long orgasm, the Chinese girl let out a big sigh and snuggled into her father’s embrace.

“Don’t take it out,” she pleaded. “It feels so nice.”

Grinning wildly, the older man obliged, leaving his hand lodged in the young slut’s cunt as he softly kissed her face and neck. His free hand wandered back to her small breasts and gently pinched her erect nipples.

“Oh God, don’t stop,” Chichi implored. “Fuck yes, fuck yes, oh fuck! Yes!”

Walker spent the next hour bringing her to one orgasm after another until Chichi lay limply on the bed, exhausted and cum-drunk. It was only then that the older man spooned up against her from behind and gently slipped his throbbing cock into her ass. He fucked her slowly, pushing his fat pecker deeper into her bowels until he was balls-deep inside of her.

“This is what you were born for,” he whispered into her ear even as he pistoned slowly in and out of her puckered anus. “You want this.”

“Yes,” Chichi moaned happily as she felt his cock push deep into her guts. “Oh yes, I want it. I want it so bad!”

“You want to be fisted and butt-fucked and feel your holes stretched out into a loose, sloppy mess. You want to be used like a cheap sex-doll.”

“Oh God, yes!” Chichi grunted. “It’s so good!”

Walker picked up the pace, thrusting into the teenager faster and faster until she was crying out loudly, begging him to bring her to one more climax. Finally, the older man stiffened and moaned, his balls blasting huge gobs of hot jism into her ass. Chichi came, too, squealing with delight as her ass was pumped full of cum.

“That’s my good girl,” Walker whispered as she drifted off to sleep in his arms, his cock still buried in her ass. “That’s my sexy, little whore. I’ll be seeing you again real soon, baby girl.”

Sheriff Guy Withers took a sip of his coffee and looked at his old friend sitting across the table. John Walker had been a friend since Little League, but lately things had been getting complicated.

“Look John, it was one thing for you to turn Chichi into a whore,” he spoke bluntly. “She’s an immigrant and hardly anybody knows her. But when Bob did… well whatever it was that he did… to his daughter, she ended up screwing every guy on the football team at UV. Needless to say, word got around. That kind of attention makes it really hard for me, you know.”

“Yeah, sometimes Bob’s an idiot,” Walker conceded. “But you gotta admit that he did a great job directing Chichi’s debut. He helped make all three of us a bunch of money.”

He gestured at the large stack of bills on the table meaningfully.

Withers grimaced and swept the cash into his desk drawer.

“Okay, it’s a helluva video,” he acknowledged. “And we all know Chichi was a slut before you… before you adjusted her attitude. Like I said, nobody cares that some random Asian immigrant starts making porn and gets a job working at Betsy’s. That’s it though. No more girls suddenly becoming whores. Okay?”

“Agreed,” Walker shrugged. Then he laughed. “Did you hear that Bob’s wife took her daughter to Montana? After her episode with the football team, nobody was ever going to take ‘no’ for an answer from the girl. Even after the… ah… the effects wore off, she was still getting passed around like a joint at a Grateful Dead concert for weeks afterward.”

Withers stifled a chuckle.

“Yeah, her mother wanted to file rape charges. When I told her that there were dozens of witnesses ready testify that the girl was willing, she must have realized that the only way out was to leave the area. Bob got lucky.”

“Not as lucky as the football team!” Walker quipped with a sly smile.

“Now how about my idea?” he continued. “Bob’s brother has a ranch outside of Jericho. We can film the next video there. There’s no one around for miles.”

Withers leaned back in his chair while he considered his reply.

“Okay,” he said finally. “And before you do that, you’ll bring Chichi over to shoot a custom video for me?”

“That’s the deal,” Walker nodded. “Your two hound dogs should be a perfect warm-up for the horses. You really love those dogs, don’t you?”

The Sheriff grinned.

“Not as much as they’re going to love me after they take a turn with your girl.”

“True,” Walker laughed. “At least I get to watch in person this time. Salyn may never come back from China after she sees this next video.”

Nearly a month had passed since Walker had visited his daughter at Betsy’s brothel and the older man had been very busy. Chichi had been even busier. Once Betsy knew that her popular Asian whore could be fisted, she booked the girl with three dozen customers every day. For a hundred bucks, a man could buy twenty minutes fist-fucking the teenager’s well-used cunt as she cried out in pleasure and begged them all to fuck her as deeply as possible. If Betsy felt any remorse, the $100K she’d deposited in the bank made those feelings tolerable.

When Walker returned to fetch the girl, he assured the Madame that Chichi would return in a few days.

“I only need her for a couple of days, then she’ll be back for a month.”

“She’s… ah… she’s a little sloppier than when you were last here, John,” Betsy confessed. “I hope that’s all right.”

Walker snorted. “You’ve done me a favor. Just as I’ve done for you. We’ll be back in a couple of days.”

Withers had made a special request, a little bit of fetishism to go with his desire to watch his two dogs, Coop and Harrison, mate with the Chinese girl. He wanted to see Chichi wearing big floppy ears and a long doggy tail when she was mounted by his hounds. And he wanted to see her act like a willing bitch as she was humped silly, to whimper and whine and bark while she was stuffed full of doggy dick. To that end, he’d hired a hypnotist, a greasy notorious character with a reputation for depravity. His name was Mister S.

“Chichi’s already a horny slut,” Walker had explained during the introduction. “We’re pretty sure she’d take on these dogs anyway, but we want you to make sure she remains eager and that she fucks like a bitch in heat. Can you do that?”

S nodded with a wicked grin. “I’d be delighted to help you with that, gentlemen. And all I require in return is a copy of the video. Is that acceptable?”

Walker offered his hand.

“You have a deal.”

“Lovely, now where is the whore?”

A minute later, S was seated in front of the Chinese teen. She’d been smoking pot and was obviously stoned. Her relaxed state of mind would simplify the effort to entrance her.

S retrieved a gem from his pocket and held it in front of Chichi’s eyes while he spoke softly to her. In less than a minute, she was under.

“How do you feel?” S asked.

“Horny,” Chichi replied promptly.

“Do you want to fuck?”

“Oh yes,” Chichi gushed. “I’m so horny!”

“You love cock, don’t you?” the hypnotist continued. “You love all cocks.”

“Mmm, yes,” the girl purred, her eyelids heavy.

“A man’s cock isn’t enough, is it Chichi?” S pressed. “They’re not big enough, are they?”

For a brief moment, the girl paused, her brow wrinkling. Then her expression cleared.

“I love big cocks,” she giggled.

“Good, very good. You want those big cocks inside of you, don’t you?”

“Yes.”

“And if a man isn’t big enough, you’ll fuck anything so long as it has a big dick, won’t you?”

“Yes,” Chichi agreed without hesitation. “I love big cocks.”

“Good girl. Now these two hound dogs have huge cocks and they are eager to fuck you.”

The Chinese girl’s eyes widened.

“I want to fuck them,” she panted.

“Good girl. You don’t want to scare them, do you? You want them to feel comfortable with you so they can concentrate on fucking you really hard and deep.”

Chichi whimpered with growing lust.

“Yes. Please, I need a cock so bad.”

“The dogs will feel at ease if you also act like a dog. Do you know how to do that?”

The girl nodded, nearly keening with desire.

“You know how to please your mate, don’t you? You want to sniff them and lick them and offer your cunt to them to fuck.”

“Uh! Mmm.” Chichi eyes were glazing over. She was ready. S nodded to Walker who gently led the girl to a pile of blankets on the floor. The two hounds waited impatiently. Their coats had been darkened with shoe polish to hide their markings and both had been given pills to make their doggy boners as thick and hard as possible.

Withers was given the privilege of bestowing a tail on the mindless Asian girl. He had an eighteen inch long tail attached to a rather large butt-plug. Once inside her ass, the plug would ensure her new tail would not come loose.

It was Walker that produced the studded dog collar, a black leather strap with silver studs and the word “BITCH” stenciled on it in large white block letters. Chichi made no protest as it was fastened around her throat, she was too busy licking Harrison’s ass, her pink tongue digging into his butt-hole.

“Ready?” Walker asked the other two men. Each of them grabbed a hand-held videocam and settled in to watch as the two hounds greeted their new fuck-bitch.