The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Michael leaned against the doorway, his arms folded, as he watched Rachel.

“Oh, yes, Sarah…!” Her hand was firmly placed at her crotch, two fingers buried inside her as she worked furiously, lost in sexual abandonment. Her other hand was at her breast, pulling at her nipple and massaging her breast as her brow furred and her mouth formed an almost permanent O of pleasure.

He had put her under, then left the suggestion that whenever she masturbated and thought of Sarah, she’d be able to fantasize so clear that her own ministrations would feel like Sarah’s work. He cast a little grin as he wondered whether Rachel was imagining Sarah fingering her or eating her out.

Suddenly lashing out with the hand that was at her breast, she took a handful of the covers into her fist, clenching them tight as her whole body arched up. She let out a loud scream of ecstasy, completely oblivious to her surroundings. Her world was Sarah. She started rubbing her clit with his fingers as her hips started to thrust back and forth, and she rolled onto her side, clenching her thighs together, curling up tightly as she tried to withstand the pleasure that racked her body. She felt sore, it hurt – and yet, at the same time, the pleasure was too much to stop. Without any instruction from Michael, her mind argued with her body, but her body was much more articulate.

Rachel barely even calmed from her orgasm before she was on her stomach, breathing hard into her pillow as she continued to stroke herself at a quick, steady pace. She let out moans and cries into the material, going beyond any sense of pain into an ultimate desire for release once more. It wasn’t long before she started humping her palm, screaming into the pillow, her muffled orgasmic pleas nonetheless resounding around the room.

Michael scratched his head, glancing at the clock on Rachel’s nightstand. Man, she’s been at this for almost an hour. He looked back to her as she flipped onto her back once more, clasping her free hand on top of the one fucking herself, as if there was too much to handle one-handed. Doesn’t seem to bother her, though.

He grinned. Guess I’ll just let this one die out on its own. She’ll sleep even-

His train of thought was broken by a hand clamping down on his shoulder, followed by Sophie’s voice. “I knew I couldn’t trust you!”

Michael whipped around to face her. Her arms were folded tightly and she had a disapproving frown across her face. “Sophie! I thought you had work to do?”

“Ouais, but when you came by to get the file, I thought it odd that you would have work to do.”

He frowned in return. “Hey, didn’t I tell you what it was for?”

Rachel cried out in bliss. Sophie raised an eyebrow. “Ouais, and you lied. You’re here screwing around with her. This was not your assignment, Michael.”

Michael sighed. “Hey, it’s the person I was assigned to, isn’t it?”

“Oui, but there was nothing about controlling her and making her masturbate against her will.” She shook her head. “Michael, this is the last straw. I am not going to be lenient with you on this…”

As Sophie started to lecture Michael with her threats of what would become of him the following today, he closed his eyes. Well, Michael, looks like you’re going to have to overstep your boundaries by a lot more than you hoped.

“—and the times that you- mmf!”

In one quick movement, Michael seized Sophie and drew her in, cupping one hand over her mouth and using his other arm to hold her tightly against him. He gazed deeply into Sophie’s eyes as he held the struggling girl.

She made a number of muffled protests, reaching up to pull his hand away. Michael obliged, only to shift his arms so that he had them both wrapped around Sophie, pinning her arms to her sides as he held her in. “Michael, what in the world are you doing?!”

He almost touched his forehead to hers as he leaned in, letting his gaze pour into Sophie. “You don’t need to worry about it.”

She narrowed her eyes. “D’accord, Michael, tu veux jouer?” She gazed back into his eyes, giving up her physical struggle as she concentrated on him.

Michael sensed Sophie trying to slip into his mind, but he knew she was feeling the same from him. Putting up his mental walls as best he could while still trying to subvert Sophie’s will, he gave her a quick squeeze. “You know my physical position will give me the advantage.”

She gave a brief, “hmph!” as she opened her eyes wide, allowing Michael full view of her eyes – though it seemed to help her concentrate some.

Wanting to try and shake his head clear, he knew it would come across as a sign of weakness, so he instead focused harder on penetrating Sophie’s mind. He smiled a little to himself as he saw her pupils cloud over for an instant. “Come, now, Sophie, I know you want to give in.”

“Not likely, you pig!” She raised an eyebrow defiantly at him.

“Come on, I’ll make you climax until it hurts, just like when you were training me.”

Although he frequently teased her about it, he knew it was a sensitive spot for her – and it interrupted her judgment briefly enough to give Michael the upper hand. She started to object, but her anger at the topic gave Michael easier access to her mind, and her eyelids fluttered briefly.

She shook her head, starting to struggle against Michael again. He smiled warmly, never breaking his gaze from hers as he held her tightly. Good, she thinks she won’t win just by will, but she’ll just tire herself out this way…

Sophie tried hard to slip out of his grasp, but he simply held her to him as if he were holding a long-lost love. “Stop trying to fight it, Sophie, you know I can make you feel good.”

For a moment, her struggling became weak and her eyes became glassy. Shaking her head again, it seemed as if she was having a hard time focusing as she continued to work against Michael, already growing weaker.

“That’s right, Sophie, you’ve been there before – your mind knows how to get there. Just relax, it’ll be a lot easier that way.”

He knew his words weren’t really affecting her all that much, it just gave her something else to subconsciously focus on. He could feel himself slipping into her mind further and further, like a fog settling down to blanket the forest floor.

She soon gave up the physical struggle, her body only remaining tense in his arms as she found herself unable to look away. She was no longer trying to take over Michael, she was putting all her effort into keeping her defenses up. Unfortunately for her, since Michael had indeed controlled her in the past, he knew how to work around them.

“Go on, just let yourself relax… Listen to Rachel over there. Don’t you remember making those same noises for me?”

As if on cue, Rachel screamed into her pillow, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. Sophie blinked slowly, her eyes not even moving to Rachel as she sighed softly, letting her body relax. She was still struggling mentally, but her eyes were already starting to cloud over and her body had decided to give up.

“Mm-hmm, just like that, Sophie, you’re doing great… I know you remember how great it felt, I know you secretly miss it…” He actually had no idea, but maybe he could convince her. At the rate he was obtaining her mind, he could probably make her secretly miss it, anyhow. “Just give in…”

Sophie’s eyelids started to flutter as any sign of her being defiant melted out of her. Michael smiled again. “That’s right, just let your eyes close as they will, Sophie… Just stop putting in effort, you know it would be much better… Just listen to Rachel, and imagine yourself in her place…”

Seizing control of what he had already conquered, he slipped an image of Sophie masturbating in the same manner as Rachel into her mind. Sophie’s lips parted as she made an almost inaudible, “Yes…”

Michael decided it was time to strike. He stopped talking and his conquest started banging on all cylinders. Sophie’s eyes finally fluttered shut as her head drooped forward. He could feel her submitting to him with every passing moment, her last ounces of resistances being obliterated.

He drew her up against him tightly once more, smiling as he felt absolute control over Sophie. “There you go, all better. Now, get rid of those clothes and go stand next to Rachel.”

Nodding slowly, Sophie calmly walked over to the foot of the bed and slid her clothes off as if preparing to step into the shower. She then stood at the foot of the bed, awaiting her next command as the sounds of Rachel screwing her own brains out reverberated about the room.

Michael walked over to Rachel, crouching beside her as he focused on her for a moment. “Rachel, I want you to stop touching yourself – I’ve brought Sarah for you.”

Squealing in delight, Rachel immediately lied down on her back, letting her hands to her side. Her fingers were covered in her glistening juices, while a good amount leaked from between her legs. Rachel’s chest heaved with each breath, rising and falling in quick successions.

Michael looked back up to Sophie, slipping images into her mind of a transformation into Sarah. “Well, go on, then, Sarah, please your friend.”

Sophie swayed a little, then sank to her knees. She pulled Rachel down the bed so that her legs were hanging off the foot and her crotch was right at Sophie’s face. She hesitated for a moment.

Grinning, Michael knelt behind Sophie, touching his fingertips to her temples. It’s OK… Whatever you imagine Rachel feeling, you’ll feel it, too… However pleasured you think Rachel is, you will feel the same thing. He took a moment to reinforce that suggestion, then nodded as he stood back up.

Sophie paused, then simply buried her face against Rachel’s slit, snaking her tongue out and licking furiously at her folds. Rachel immediately cried out, her hands flying to her own breasts as she began to massage them, intensifying her own pleasure. Sophie responded with a loud moan of her own, happily giving in to her temporary role as Sarah.

Michael stood back up, standing back as he folded his arms lightly, watching the two. Well, hell, let’s see how long these two can last each other…

Long unable to take any more pleasure, Rachel had quickly shifted positions with Sophie, happy to kneel between her spread legs and lap at her slit obediently. Michael stood next to the bed, arms folded lightly as he watched – it took a constant eye on Sophie to make sure she didn’t come to.

He saw her gaze start to focus as she shook her head slowly. “Quoi… What am I doing…?”

Michael reached out and touched his fingertips to her temples, and Sophie’s eyes returned to staring blankly up at the ceiling as she moaned loudly. “Oui… I’m doing what I’m supposed to…”

Standing back from the two again, he watched their progress. Rachel had long since lost any semblance of even being conscious. She was running completely on Michael’s control, and found herself unable to think of anything but raw sexual pleasure. She kissed all along Sophie’s thighs, and when that brought about some squirming on Sophie’s part, Rachel pressed her down against the bed, trying to keep her still as possible.

Canting his head to the side, Michael watched Sophie for a moment. Smiling, he watched as she nodded slowly, obeying some unspoken command as she reached up and began fondling her breasts, much as Rachel had done when she was on the bed. The twinge of excitement jolted her submission a little, and her head lolled to one side as she tried her hardest to focus again, to struggle against Michael’s control.

However, he’d established himself in her mind too much to be pushed away at that point. He knelt beside Sophie and gazed deeply into her eyes once more. “Shh, don’t worry… Doesn’t this feel good?”

Sophie nodded slowly, obviously still trying to fight it with whatever shreds of resistance still remained. “Feels… Amazing… Oh!” She arched her back suddenly as her mouth opened in a silent scream. She squeezed her breasts and clamped her thighs around Rachel’s head.

Rachel took the sign as an urging to push Sophie over the edge. She reached up and parted Sophie’s slit with her fingers, opening her up as she started probing her with her tongue. It took less than a few seconds for Rachel to find what she was after, and she began to flick her tongue rapidly over Sophie’s clit.

She tried to fight against it, shutting her eyes tightly as the pleasure shot up through her body. “N… No… S’il vous plaît, arrêtez…”

Grinning, Michael shook his head. “She can’t stop, Sophie.” He reached over and touched his fingertips to her temples. Sophie’s eyes opened once more as she nodded. Michael added, “And you don’t want to her to stop.”

Sophie nodded again, obediently. “I don’t want her to st- Ohhhh, Oui!” Her hips started to buck, but Rachel quickly restrained her as she lapped up all of Sophie’s juices.

Michael nodded in satisfaction, admiring Rachel’s nude form as she lie curled up on the bed, fast asleep. “I’ll be amazed if she even recovers for her dinner with Sarah tonight. What do you think, Sophie?”

He glanced over his shoulder at her. Her head hung loose as her hair fell in front of her face, her arms hanging limply at her sides as she barely stood up. “Ouais…”

Slinging an arm around her shoulder, he pulled her in close. “Now, then, aren’t you happy to obey me like this?”

There was a pause, and Michael quickly seized on the opportunity to cup her chin in his fingers, bringing her head up so that her blank gaze met his eyes. “Sophie… You should be happy to obey me.”

Sighing contentedly, she nodded in agreement. “I am happily obedient, Michael…”

“Good. Now, then, about reporting any of this to our boss…”