The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

A star athlete gymnast looks down on ‘lowly cheerleaders’ feeling they are merely window dressing not true athletes. After talking smack about the away team’s cheerleaders, she gets her comeuppance when she’s confronted by an amateur gypsy hypnotist from her rival school.

Redbank High had a large Eastern European population, and their entire cheerleading squad was stunning Croation and Yugoslavian beauties. Dark haired, long legged beauties with exotic looks that left an impression anywhere their team traveled.

Berlin High’s athletes and cheerleaders looked like the name implied. Blonde, blue eyed lightly tanned Barbie doll cheerleaders, with a gymnastic team lead by Gretchen Kochmann. Gretchen was a Germanic beauty, and an a student to boot.

She looked down on Redbank’s cheerleaders, viewing them as so many ‘bimbos without talent.’ She even sabotaged their music at one game, ruining their routine. That was the last little prank she’d play on her competitors, when one night on facebook, she started to talk smack about the Redbank team.

Having grown tired of Gretchen’s taunts, Slavitza Jovanic decided to exact revenge, a humiliating revenge she and her teammates would savor.

She created a fake identity and ‘friended’ Gretchen. She then sent a series of deeply hypnotic images that had Slavitza’s voiceover embedded. Each hypnotic image was more effective than the last, lulling Gretchen into progressive states of trance, taking her deeper and deeper, until she was instructed to stand at attention in front of her webcam, and await further instructions, unable to move until she met the person in the upcoming jpeg in person.

Gretchen stood at attention, her fit, athletic body standing at attention while the imagery and sounds played, giving Slavitza time to drive across town and meet Gretchen in person, and she had to obey her voice.

KNOCK KNOCK

Slavitzva used her smart phone to link a voice message to the hypno session that had Gretchen enthralled. Gretchen then saw Slavitza’s face appear, and simply the word “mistress” appear on the screen, followed by worship and obey.

Shocked but helpless, Gretchen felt herself open the door to her room and allow Slavitza in. There was a slight tear in her eyes as Slavitza approached with an evil smile.

“So, big shot, you will obey ME now, as your body responds to my every command,

even though for now I allow your mind to know what’s happening, you are helpless to resist. Your athletic body is my personal Barbie doll, doing whatever I command, but you cannot protest any louder than a whisper, or silently, unless I save otherwise.” Growled Slavitza.

Gretchen was horrified. How could this have happened? She thought maybe she was dreaming, that she’d wake up. No such luck.

“Kneel to me, bow to me.” Growled Slavitza. Gretchen felt her body kneeling, felt her arms extend as she bowed to her dark mistress. “I won’t obey you.” Gretchen Whispered.

“Ah, but you must, your body belongs to me now” said Slavitza. “I can make you do anything I want, and while you may mentally fight it, the pleasure you feel will be so strong, you won’t be able to resist for too long. When I am ready I will take your mind as well. Now kiss the tops of my feet and sneak your tongue between my leather pumps and my foot, feeling your pussy ache and twitch in pleasure.” She commanded.

Gretchen tried to resist, whispering “no” but her face got ever closer to the dark girl’s size 9 feet, kissing the tops of her swarthy feet, then at first, slowly pushing her tongue between shoe and foot then faster and harder as her mind felt the pleasure.

“Stop!” said Slavitza, and stand at attention again. Gretchen obeyed.

Now you come with me, she commanded, and you learn some things in Redbank.

Write a note saying you are staying with ‘girlfriends’ for the weekend. Then turn off that stupid computer.

Gretchen complied and sat entranced and at attention while driven to her weekend stay at Redbank, the next town over.

WELCOME TO REDBANK

Slavitza led the slow moving Gretchen down the basement where the rest of the Redbank cheerleaders were waiting, some in uniform, others in cocktail dresses, and some casual in jeans and old Birkenstocks.

Gretchen’s blond looks stood out among the Slavic beauties. She was worried she was going to be beat up, but Slavitza was more creative then that.

“Now gymslut. Get undressed, and show your superiors their new doormat” said Slavitza.

With tears in her eyes, Gretchen got undressed, and stood their naked, her amazing, physically tuned gymnast body was no longer under her control. Upon Slavitza’s command she lay down at attention on the floor.

Slavitza kicked off one of her leather pumps and rested her moist foot on Gretchen’s face. “Your pussy loves the scent of your dark owners, you’re the gymslut for your ‘gypsy friends’ now, you can’t get enough, sniff it hard and thank me.” Gretchen protested in a whisper, but she sniffed away. Slavitzva motioned to another cheerleader, to bring her a chair, and then sat and presented the other bare foot. She rubbed both feet all over Gretchen’s face, and through her blond hair, and across her next and breasts. “You pussy gets very wet at the scent of your betters, and you can talk a little louder now but the feeling in your pussy is louder to you than you can talk.” Commanded Slavitza, laughing.

“You are merely worthy of being ‘under our feet’ or under our asses, blonde bitch,” said

Slavitzva. Laughing.

Each Eastern European beauty, all 8 of them, took turns wiping off their feet on Gretchen, coating her in their scent, from head to toe. Gretchen was deeply humiliated but at the same time turned on against her will. She protested loudly, but noone could hear her cries.

“Shut up,” Commanded Slavitza. You may protest silently in your mind, but when you speak, you will speak to us as if we were your best friends, you will call me ‘Vitza” for short, and you eyes will always check out my legs and feet, even when you are awake.” Demanded Slavitza

Gretchen screamed silently to herself, she did not want to stare at Slavitzas legs, or smell her or all the other girl’s feet, even though now their scent made her so wet, and her pussy ached for a chance to come. She knew she was like a big shoe, coated with the scent of four dark haired Slavic women, but could not scream.

“Now my little gym slut, you become a little kinkier. You know your pussy aches from sniffing the feet of your superiors, but you need some more humiliation before we teach you how to cheer for us!” Open your stupid blonde mouth, and while your blonde brain may want to gag, instead you will not be able to, you will stay still and not move, letting it fill first. Then when I demand you swallow, you will imagine the face of every cheerleader here as you come so hard your whole body shake, you will flop like a fish out of water the cumming will be so magnificent, and only in your mind can you scream but a little voice will tell you that you like it.” Purred Slavitza.

Gretchen’s face began to sweat, not knowing what would happen to hear, as each girl took a turn standing over her, swishing their cheeks, and building up saliva as they took turns letting the spit slowly drop from where they stood into Gretchen’s open mouth, filling it with foamy spit. “Swallow” commanded Slavitza, and Gretchen flopped her naked body all over the floor having the most powerful orgasm she ever felt, while imagining the faces of each cheerleader, who then took their seats on the long wood bench in the basement, dangling their bare feet.

When Gretchen’s orgasm waned, and she finally settled down, Slavitza stopped laughing and taking cell phone videos and spoke. “Get on all fours and crawl to each cheerleader and say the following: “Her name, that you belong to her now and will show her obedience, that you are her German gymslut, then lick her feet completely, ending with sucking each toe. Swallow everything.

Gretchen crawled to the first girl, the shortest one who wore Birkenstocks and said: “Dana, I belong to you now and will show you obedience, I am your German gymslut.”

Then she began licking her feet and sucking her toes. When she was done she went to the next girl and the next girl, until the entire Redbank cheerleading team had their feet worshipped and the girl covered in their scent and filled with their saliva waited for her next humiliation.

Slavitza commanded Gretchen to wash each girl’s feet, and use her clothes to dry them.

She then had the girls all put their shoes back on, and told them to teach Gretchen one of their cheers. They showed her their favorite cheer several times and had her copy them while still nude, over and over and over.

The Gretchen was allowed to get dressed, still covered with the scent of all her owners,

and commanded to lick all of the shoes they were wearing clean, while chanting, ‘This is all I am worth’ repeatedly.

That continued for several hours while the rest of the cheerleaders left to bring over their laundry.

SLUT AND WASH MAID

As Gretchen licked the last pair of cheerleaders shoes clean, the cheerleaders returned with baskets of socks and panties, ready for washing.

Slavitza stood in total command, as she gave instructions.

“You will sniff each item, from the basket in front of each of your owners, memorizing their scents, as you look at their face and sniff their clothes. You will play with yourself while doing this, so even though your mind may still be fighting to protest, looking at these beauties while sniffing their scents will make you so hot and horny you will beg me to taste them even though you may still have objections, because you body obeys me completely.

Gretchen’s eyes were still watered with tears a bit, as she crawled over to the first cheerleader, and grabbed the first pair of panties from the basket. She found the crotch and took a deep slow sniff, while looking up at the dark eyes, black hair and pale skin of the first cheerleader, who was smiling wickedly. She felt her hand touch her wetness and she began caressing herself as she sniffed panties, cheerleading socks, then panties. She did this for all of the girls, until her brain had memorized each scent of each girl and felt her own pussy got almost raw with anticipation of release.

“Before you wash each load of laundry, then dry and fold it, I believe you want to ask me something” said “Slavitza, standing in front of Gretchen with her legs shoulder wide, and her hands on her hips.

“Gretchen whispered, wanting to fight saying the words, because she knew what would happen next. “I….I….wa…..wa. wa….want to taste them.” She sobbed. Slavitza laughed.

You will gymslut. But first you will go down on me, then you will automatically go down on each one of us, if you are skilled enough to make us come you must swallow it, as you will then be addicted to lady-cum, but just the lady cum of all of us. Any other dark Slavic women will just make you masturbate about them and desire to serve them from now on.

When you begin to show me your admiration, your mind may still fight it but your body will not, the second you inhale my scent your mind will go blank and the only important thing in the world will be to pleasure me, for making me cum is your only sustenance this weekend. The only thought in your head once you get our scent is “I must make her cum”

Gretchen could not believe this was happening but she was so horny now she could not resist. Her mind kind of wanted to but her body moved like a sleep walker over to Slavitza who had now dropped her moist panties.

Slavitza grabbed Gretchen’s hair and guided her in, between her pale thighs and long legs, where her lips were decorated above with a simple black landing strip of neatly trimmed hair. Her scent was hot as she had been waiting for this.

Gretchen buried her face and her tongue obeyed Slavitza, tasting another woman’s juices for the first time. Slavitza’s blend of sweat and excitement, filled Gretchen’s nostrils as her mind became more blank focused on the ultimate goal, she MUST MAKE SLAVITZA CUM! Slavitza bucked against the blondes face without holding back, pulling her hair and resting her ankles on her back. When she finally climaxed it was as if she had opened a chocolate covered cherry, because Gretchen sucked and swallowed every drop of her sticky lady cum, then looked up blankly at Slavitza.

Slavitza pointed to the next girl in line and Gretchen mindlessly crawled over to her and began. So it went until dawn, until Gretchen was commanded to sleep on all fours, dreaming only of her obedience and need for lady cum.

DAY TWO

Still in her clothes from the night before, coated in her experience, Gretchen awoke to the voice of Slavitza after Slavitza had showered and all her friends were gone.

“Wake up gymslut, you have work to do today, half the weekend is left.” Said Slavitza.

“Deepen your trance even more and stand at attention.” Demanded Slavitza.

Gretchen complied. Slavitza leaned in and she could smell feet and pussy all over Gretchen. “You smell like cheerleader feet and pussy” she said. “is that because you like it?” she asked. Even though her mind was still slightly resisting, Gretchen heard herself say. “Yes, it’s because I like it Vitza”. Parroted Gretchen.

“That’s very good. Today you are my housemaid, and you will clean our entire house. If my mother should ask you, you will do whatever she tells you, in case she needs ironing or something. If she complains that her feet hurt, you will offer to give her a foot rub. When you do you will be incredibly turned on but you are not permitted to lick her feet,

but when you massage them you will have to sneak in whatever sniffing you can. Then you may masturbate about it in the bathroom. She looks just like me, and had me very young so she’s an attractive woman.

Now upstairs.” Commanded Slavitza.

Gretchen walked obediently up the stairs waiting for further orders. She mopped floors and cleaned the kitchen and dusted, and folded laundry and did a week’s worth of housekeeping in a day.

Slavitza’s mom was young, in her mid 30’s and she looked a lot like Slavitza. She was wearing an old pair of keds with no socks, when as predicted she complained her feet hurt from going up and down the stairs all day, and she should probably shower and go to the spa, but she didn’t want to drive.

While her mind wanted to resist, her mouth opened and Gretchen offered a foot rub to Slavitza’s mother. It took less than a second for Slavitza’s mom to sit down and present her feet to the kneeling young blond, who respectfully removed the keds, and looked at the beautiful feet before her. A dark haired Slavic woman’s feet her in front of her and she felt her mouth water, but she clenched her teeth and kept her tongue under control. She leaned in as close as she could without raising suspicion, and allowed the scent to waft up to her as she deftly and obediently massaged the mother’s feet.

It was obvious the mother enjoyed this by her soft moaning which only made Gretchen wetter, and fight harder not to lick every inch of them. She simply breathed a little harder and moved her head a little closer, until finally Slavitza’s mom went from close eyed to opening them and stared at Gretchen.

“I too had a rival in High school,” she said in a heavy accent, and like my daughter I used our tradition of hypnosis to best her. “Don’t move”, the mother commanded, as she pressed her soles against Gretchen’s face, rubbing both feet all over her. You may obey me now as you obey Slavitza. Show me what you can do with my feet, you have my permission.” She said. Gretchen’s heart soared, she was almost concerned, that she was thankful she was allowed to service this woman’s feet now. A day ago this would have never entered her mind, but as she looked up at the beautiful Slavic woman’s face she memorized it and sniffed her feet deeply, then kissed and licked every inch, suckled on each toe, and as all five toes were crammed into her mouth she heard the mother whisper,

“you may come now then thank me. and ask what else I need done.” Gretchen did, and after thanking the mother she was placed in trance even deeper and awoke the next day kneeling at the foot of Slavitza’s bed. Slavitza stretched awake and told Gretchen to make her breakfast.

GAME DAY

The days of intense training paid off, when an out of state team came to play against Redbank, All eyes were on the perky blonde gymnast in her Red Bikini, as she did jumps and splits and tricks, all under the commands of the Slavic cheerleading squad, each cheer giving her new instructions.

None noticed that her smile was slightly mindless, nor could they see how hot her box was. Gretchen being the one who would catch and hold the legs and bodies of the hot cheerleaders, in each pose.

In one cheer, the very fit muscular German gymnast posed to allow the cheerleaders to walk across her flexed body like a doormat for their use, to audience applause and her silent but powerful orgasm. The voice in her head of resistance was so very far away now, and so tiny. But her need for lady cum was so strong and loud in her mind and body that after the game each cheerleader would be satisfied.

GRETCHEN GOES HOME

At the end of the weekend and that first game with the out of town team Gretchen was escorted upstairs to return to her bedroom.

Slavitza had more instructions. She was truly enjoying herself now. She finally gave Gretchen the command to wake up, but the difference was minimal as she had planned.

‘Vitza’ that was a very mean thing to do me.’ said Gretchen timidly as she looked at the Tall, Slavic beauty’s legs and feet.

“Yes but you deserved it Gymslut!” said Slavitza, and Gretchen’s expression became slack and obedient. ‘Now, my stinky little Barbie doll, you will wipe yourself off with your pillowcase from head to ankle, and use it to sleep on. Your dreams from now on will be of your admiration and lust for me and the rest of the Redbank cheer squad. Even when awake you will masturbate about us in the shower each morning. You may still hear that tiny voice in your head protesting but it is very tiny and far away now.”

‘You will also be occupying yourself with some with part time work during the week and weekends that does not interfere with your gymnastic training…too much. Today after school you will go to the mall to look for work at a tanning salon, nail salon or ladies only shoe store. You will take any work they give you, as long as it’s menial. If you get

hired to work at the shoe store you will stock work, handling returns, on sorting the try-on stockings. If you work for the nail salon you will gladly be the girl who changes the footwash water and does foot massages before the technician does polish. At the tanning salon you will gladly clean tanning beds after women leave puddles of sweat behind.

You will accept any or all of these little menial jobs and if you get hired you will text me for further orders. You obey my texts when you are awake with the same obedience you obey my commands when you are in trance, do you understand? “asked Slavitza.

“Yes Vitza” answered Gretchen. Slavitza laughed as she left, leaving Gretchen there to infuse her sleeping pillow with the erotic scents of her weekend, leaving a permanent trigger device. The next chapter of Gretchen’s spiral would commence when she got a job or jobs. To be continued.