The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Lips pressed to Aurora’s neck. Her eyes fluttered open slowly as she moaned and drew Kelly tighter. The world was still wrapped in a blurry fuzz, but instinct guided her to grind closer. Teeth closed around her ear, tugging enough to ache hotly, and Aurora moaned louder. “Ooh . . . love waking up like this . . .”

“Thought you might . . .” Kelly’s voice was a husky whisper in the younger heroine’s ear. She kissed a path from Aurora’s ear to her lips. Their hips pressed tight as they stayed in the kiss until Aurora started shivering. “You’d almost think you’d never been kissed like that before.” Kelly’s eyes were hooded mischievously. She stared into Aurora’s eyes, slowly squirming against her.

Aurora teased her fingertips over Kelly’s hips. The strength in Kelly’s thighs made Aurora grin as she squeezed the rainbow-haired woman’s ass. Kelly groaned, nuzzling into Aurora’s neck. Flesh on flesh made both women moan, heat rising as nipples hardened.

Dew dripped over Aurora’s wrists from Kelly’s fingers. Aurora raised an eyebrow as she felt Kelly’s powers transmute the dew into solid force. She put on a show of struggling, feeling herself shudder as she realized her hands were trapped against the bed. She tried to arch her against Kelly, and whimpered as the woman pulled just far enough back that Aurora could feel her warmth but not her skin.

Kelly pressed a finger to Aurora’s lips just as they parted to speak. Aurora’s eyes hooded as Kelly’s hips rubbed more against her own. She parted her lips again against Kelly’s finger, only to feel dew gently fall into her mouth and then over her cheeks. The light shining through the blinds was enough to aid Kelly in filling Aurora’s mouth with a ball gag.

Aurora closed her eyes, mewling around the gag as she felt dew drip across her eyelids. She was hardly surprised when she felt her eyes held shut by the blindfold of force. Feeling safety in surrender was a luxury Aurora was glad to have.

“Don’t try to do anything right now, just let me soothe you. You’ve been through so much.” Kelly pressed the tip of her nose against Aurora’s. Playfully defiant, Aurora tried to struggle and rub her nose along the length of Kelly’s only to find her movement entirely too restricted. “Naughty girl. Such a shining heroine to be so naughty. I guess the bedroom is your weakness?”

The gag muffled most of Aurora’s groan. It also muffled most of her cry as Kelly’s fingertips rubbed wetly along her thighs. Aurora wasn’t sure if Kelly’s dew always felt so tingly, but she didn’t mind. Her fingers were a cool-wet that made Aurora shiver as they slid past her lower lips. She moaned louder around the gag, shuddering as she arched hard for more of the feeling. Kelly indulged, her long, slender middle and ring fingers moving inside of Aurora until her pinky and pointer stopped them from pushing any farther.

Her thighs were already so slick. Her hips soon moved to the beat of Kelly’s fingers squirming inside of her. Her whole body shook and pulsed with pleasure as Kelly pressed her chest down into Aurora’s. Perpetually wet lips kissed their way down Aurora’s body, suckling at an already hard nipple as the young woman screamed more and more frantically from behind the ball in her mouth.

Kelly felt Aurora clench, and suckled harder. The harder she suckled, the more she pulled the solidity out of the dew that bound Aurora. Her orgasmic cries tore through the morning silence as she thrashed in ecstasy. After she finally stopped shaking she lost track of how long Kelly just held her, stroking her hair and kissing away the dew that lingered over her face.

“We should get moving . . . That was . . . amazing . . . but if we don’t hurry . . .” She moaned, slowly stretching against Kelly as she clung tighter. “Who knows what’ll happen.”

“Okay . . . but I’m nibbly, and there’s gotta be some food here somewhere. How about we have some breakfast and watch some news, just in case? If they already know what’s happening in Midas we should find out before we’re already in town.” Kelly pulled back slowly, arching in just the right way to make all of the light in the room glisten off of her curves.

Aurora blushed as she caught herself staring. “That sounds all right. But just a quick breakfast, nothing intercontinental, okay?”

“I promise, only one train ride away, tops! Come on, sit up and I’ll grab you something out of the kitchen. Well, fridge. It sort of counts.” Kelly pulled Aurora up, putting a pillow between her and the wall before moving off of the bed. “The remote is on the bedside table. Channel four is usually something with news, isn’t it?”

Her eyes barely wanted to stay open long enough to find the remote, but Aurora turned on the TV and clicked the ‘4’ button. Aurora whimpered and grabbed tightly at the bed sheets as a deep rich laugh filled the room. The last, and worst thing she could have imagined had greeted her: Yana’s face staring back at her.

Quillspawn had black hair, but Yana’s hair was still a bright blonde. “Good morning, Aurora. I hope you slept well. I hope Aniela’s appearance last night didn’t startle you. I was rather busy attending to a family matter and I had to be sure certain things happened. Then, your sister gifted me with a reporter and a camera crew. This seemed an appropriate way for our reunion to begin.”

“What the hell have you done to Sylvia?!” Aurora sat up straighter, eyes narrowing as she pulled the sheets to cover herself.

“You’ll see. We’re waiting for you.” Aurora stared wide-eyed and wide-mouthed at the screen. Yana laughed, shaking her head as she leaned in towards the camera. “Yes, I can see you, and hear you. I know just where you are. It’s the same room I shared with Aniela some . . . eighteen years ago? You’re looking good, and so is Sylvia. A pity your mothers aren’t here to see you now. I think they’d be so proud.”

Aurora gazed around the room with a whimper as she tried to find the camera. Rebeca had taught her just how small cameras could get, but usually they had a red light or the glass was just reflective enough to give them away if you knew what to look for. Nothing stood out. With no clue how long she’d been watched, it felt pointless to cover up which at least made it easier to throw off the sheets to dress quickly a she could.

Yana laughed louder, leaning back with a soft sigh. “So funny that you can’t find my camera. She’s been so close to you and you can’t tell. I shouldn’t be surprised, I know. Sarah was clueless about Aniela, and they’d been rather intimate. It’s only a shame your powers aren’t working. You might be able to do something about it. As it is, you have one option.”

“She . . . camera . . .” Aurora stiffened after she finished pulling down her top. “You bitch. You stupid selfish . . . Mom forgave everything, Yana! She always does, and you . . . Let Kelly go, now!”

Kelly and Yana both laughed in perfect unison. Aurora forced her feet into still-tied shoes and tried to stop shivering. Kelly’s voice had Yana’s cadence. She was a puppet, and there was no way it had happened in the time between when Aurora was bound to the bed and when the television was turned on. Her face twisted in horror as she shook more, forcing herself to stand.

Yana’s eyes hooded, and Kelly’s followed suit. Desperately Aurora clenched her fist only to find her metal still wouldn’t respond. She screamed in frustration and clenched her jaw as she struggled to clench muscles she couldn’t feel.

“Poor little Aurora. You’re powerless. If I’d wanted, I could have had Kelly deliver you to me. I guess a part of me still likes to play with my food.” Kelly’s face mirrored Yana’s crooked grin. “I even told myself I wouldn’t be giving you any freebies. I didn’t give your sister any. I guess I’m eager to see you ride in on your golden horse and fail miserably just like your mother should have.”

“Mother always thought you brought my parents together in your own way, that there was some part of you that wasn’t twisted even after you inked yourself . . . but I think she was wrong. She just wanted to believe it. She needed to believe it because . . . I don’t know why!” Aurora screamed as she hurled the remote at the television, screaming again as it fell harmlessly to the floor. “But I won’t make the same mistake. You won’t get a third chance to hurt my family. I . . . you were my aunt! Even after what you did to my family . . .”

Kelly picked up the remote and set it atop the mini fridge. Ink swirled in her eyes and her body shuddered faintly in sync with each little ripple. Aurora trembled. It was impossible to stay still. Yana had betrayed everything Aurora valued, and had done it so skillfully.

“So, what will you do? Run into my open arms, or run away?” Yana hooded her eyes, her tongue sliding out to slowly tease the seam of her lips. “I think if you run, I’ll chase. You taste divine, and you make such beautiful screams.”

“Kelly, I’m so sorry this happened. I’m sorry I have to do this, but I’m not my mother, and I can’t snap you out of it. But I promise that I will save you.” Aurora moved towards the television, narrowing her eyes. “I want you to remember something. I want you to remember how impossible the odds were against my mother when she defeated you. I want you to remember that, and then think of this. Back then she used to hesitate. I don’t.”

Without pause, Aurora ran at the door and slammed it shut behind her. She could hear her heart pounding loudly in her ears as she jumped on Aureus and revved her engine. The door to the motel room opened just as she tore away.

She didn’t dare glance back. She knew what Kelly was capable of without help, and Quillspawn’s powers seemed good at augmentation. Aurora didn’t want to know what Kelly could do full of ink. She’d never driven so fast without her metal. It almost worried her, but she couldn’t stop. She had to move. She didn’t need to imagine what would happen if she slowed. Kelly was example enough.

Her eyes burned. Her body was so tense she felt like any more pressure could make her break apart, yet it wasn’t enough.

“Can’t run away. She has Sylvia. Fuck, she has Sylvia. Mourning Frost wasn’t lying. I was hoping she was wrong, but I knew . . .” Tears burned down her cheeks even as the wind tore them away. “I need to stop her. Whatever happened to Sarah, it’s because of her . . . I’ll find something, I know I will. Come on powers, this is the worst time to get stage fright!”

Midas City came into view in the distance, and Aurora finally let herself slow down and stop on the side of the road. She paused only long enough to pull the sunglasses out from her jacket and onto her face, and then she was off again.

Kelly watched as Aurora sped away. Her eyes had lost their prismatic shine, color replaced by solid black. Her lips were stained just as deeply. “Come back inside. There’s no need to chase after her. She’s coming to me, after all. Turn off the television, and we can get back to work.”

“Yes, owner . . .” Kelly moaned helplessly as she shut the door and turned off the TV. Her arms hung limp at her sides. Lust ran along her bare thighs. Her mouth hung half-open as her blank eyes stared forward at nothing. Ink flowed through the inside of her mind, smoothing away any remnants of her will that had objected.

Purpose wrote itself into her mind. She slowly grinned as she dripped black dew over herself and made it harden into a tight black bodysuit. She slipped her feet back into her shoes as she stepped out of the motel room and walked to the next door. She knocked faintly, grinning more as she squirmed her fingers at her sides.

The door opened a minute later with a short blonde woman holding its knob. She looked half-awake, wearing a loose fitting t-shirt and a pair of torn jeans. Her half open-eyes stared up to Kelly’s.

“Is there something I could . . . do for you?” Her voice was disbelieving and annoyed. “I’ve got better things to do than put up with you just staring at me. I’m going to close the door now, all right?” The blonde started to close the door only for it to stop fast against Kelly’s shoe in the way. “Now listen, I’m not in the mood for his kind of bullshi—”

“Shh. You will be.” A wet finger pressed to the woman’s lips, rubbing black dew along the seam. She tried to scream, but found her lips stuck. Kelly’s hands grasped the woman’s wrist, black droplets covering them before the surrounding light trapped her hands together stronger than handcuffs. “Don’t worry. You’ll enjoy this once I’m done. I’m not going to hurt you. You, are going to help me.”

Kelly pushed the blonde into her motel room with a hard shove, pulling the door shut behind her. Though she was unable to part her lips, the woman did not stop her loud, muffled cries. She rose her foot to kick at Kelly and was promptly knocked off-balance and back onto her bed. Kelly’s lips curled into a dark grin as she looked down into the blonde woman’s eyes.

The black that held her wrists trapped together tingled over the woman’s skin. She could feel something melt inside of her through her lips and wrists, flushing as she felt her thighs slicken.

“Stella, huh . . .? Pretty name.” Stella’s eyes widened as she froze in her attempt to get off of the bed. “Relax. You already know you can’t resist. Don’t try. It’ll feel so much better.” Kelly crawled over Stella, pushing her back down onto the bed. Glistening lips pressed to Stella’s forehead, leaving a thick dark black lip print.

She struggled fiercely, legs kicking in the air as her bound hands tried to shove Kelly off. Rainbow eyes glittering, Kelly grabbed the woman’s wrists and held them over her head. Stella only screamed louder, flailing her legs even as they felt heavier and distant. Black and wet, the lip prints felt like they were weighing her down, pressing against her mind like a hand to the center of her chest.

Her struggles weakened as the lip print melted through her skin. She could feel it burning deeper through her until it was all she could feel.

“You’re going to help me get to Midas so we can meet Her, aren’t you?” Stella’s eyes locked with Kelly’s in meaningfully. The black sealing her lips spread over them, staining into her flesh. The cuffs binding her wrists melted into her skin, giving her wrists a pair of black bands that resembled wet bracelets. “There’s only one choice for you to make, and you know it isn’t even your choice to make anymore.”

Stella whimpered, her lips parting in a moan as she rubbed her body up against Kelly’s. “Only after you make me cum. She wants to live . . . vicariously . . .”

Kelly grinned and leaned down, melting her lips into Stella’s as the two shared a long moan.