The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Daphne was a young, maturing girl of sixteen years. She was about if not a little below average height, about 5′1″. She had fairly dark brown hair, and looked mostly plain except for her cute, wide-eyed smile. She wore her hair down to her shoulder blades, and didn’t cut her bangs at all. She almost always wore jeans and tight T-shirts, but nothing revealing or blatantly sexual. Her breasts were small but slowly growing, and she curved her back whenever she walked to get them to appear larger. She had a tight butt and the jeans she wore hung off her perfectly. Whenever she sat or bent down, the tip of her panties peeked out innocently.

It was late summer and she would be going back to school in a week, but she and her family were staying at their summer cabin and wouldn’t be going home until the day before school started, so she was trying to relax and make the most of her last precious days of freedom.

The days were long and lazy and filled with swimming, biking, and hiking with her parents and her little sister Amy. Hiking was Daphne’s favorite part of the vacation; she was fascinated by the peace and tranquility of the woods. One day, at the far end of a long trek into the forest, Daphne spotted a cavern leading inside a large hill a few dozen yards off of the trail and ran to it while her parents and Amy were resting. The thing that struck her about it was that the rocks surrounding it seemed almost carved, but it seemed like they’d been worn down badly over the years and she couldn’t be sure if the shapes of the rocks meant anything. She was about to leave and let the sight depart from her memory forever when she spotted a green glow coming from deep within the cavern. Intrigued, she ventured in a few steps, and the glow vanished, only to be replaced by a red one! She made her way in swiftly, and, following a few twists and turns, she came to a dead end. But through some holes in the rocks of the wall she could see there was something on the other side, a room, perhaps. The glows were coming through the cracks here. Red, green and blue. Daphne’s curiosity was aroused, but she knew she couldn’t stay and explore anymore. It was time to get back to her family. She told herself she’d come back later, and then departed the cavern.

The hike back was quieter than usual. It was often Daphne who dominated the conversation of their family, but today her mind was preoccupied by the glowing lights in the cave. They eventually made it back to the cabin and had dinner, all the while Daphne ruminated over what they could have been.

“What’s on your mind, honey?” her father asked her.

“Nothing, dad,” she lied.

“Thinking about having to go home tomorrow?” he purported.

Oh my god! Daphne thought. She’d completely forgotten that this was the last night before they had to return home. She composed herself and said, “Yeah, I’m just a little worried about having to go back to school,” and she went to the bedroom she was sharing with her sister.

She wouldn’t have time to go back to the cave in the daylight, because they were going to leave in the morning. She knew that she was going to have to go that night.

After everyone had gone to sleep, Daphne was still wide awake in her bed. She had gathered two flashlights, extra batteries, a compass, a little rope (hopefully it would help her get into the room behind the rocks), some water, and a snack in case she got lost, and packed it all in her backpack. She slipped out the window and was on her way.

She found the trail that her family had taken that day and began to follow it, a feeling of anticipation and danger welling up inside her as she went. She knew that if she’d told her parents about it, they’d have forbidden her from going out alone into the woods at night, and that made her even more excited. She made her way down the dark trail, the only illumination her flashlight, much faster than she had earlier that day with her slow family. It was barely a half hour before she reached the spot in the trail where she remembered the cave had been.

Now to find it! She waved her flashlight around towards the cave’s direction, but it didn’t penetrate the powerful darkness anywhere near far enough for her to see the cave itself. She decided to put new batteries in the flashlight and leave it on a stump by the trail, pointing towards the cave for a guide so she could find the trail again. Then she ventured into the dark woods with her other flashlight.

She progressed slowly and cautiously, the sounds of the bugs and animals prevalent in her mind. She made sure of each step before she made it, and she was constantly swinging around to make sure that nothing was after her. She would periodically check the guide light to get her bearings, and eventually she found the hill that the cavern went into.

She soon found the entrance and shined the flashlight on to the rocks outside it. They seemed to absorb the light when it hit them, leaving them with an eerie glow. Daphne was getting very excited, and her breathing was becoming slightly more rapid.

She entered the cavern, taking care that there weren’t any bats or creatures waiting inside to jump out at her. As soon as she made it past the first turn, she realized her flashlight was no longer necessary and turned it off. The green glow was powerful and bright and lit up the walls and the enclosure. Daphne could see her hands again for the first time since her sister had gone to bed and she was conscious that her nipples were standing out through her bra as well as her shirt. She felt embarrassed momentarily, but then she realized that there was no one watching her and relaxed again. She really was excited!

She made her way deeper into the cave and finally made it back to the wall from which all the lights were coming. She could now see green, red, a yellowish-brown, and blue lights all emanating from the wall. She found one of the holes through which the light permeated and plugged it up with her finger. Then she tried to push the rocks out of the way, and was somewhat successful. She’d widened the hole enough that she could peer through it.

Nothing could have prepared her for what she saw! On the other side of the rock wall was a beautiful woman, apparently in her late twenties or early thirties, with a full figure and voluptuous breasts, floating around in mid-air! She was wearing a cloak made up of the four colors that left the room, and as the woman floated around Daphne could see that the front of the cloak was open, and the woman was only wearing sparkling underwear beneath it. The woman’s huge, black curls flowed down her back, and Daphne noticed a thin tiara on her head. The woman’s face was gorgeous, with a slightly upturned nose and full, bright crimson lips. She was speaking something while motioning with her arms. It looked something like sign language.

Daphne noticed that the woman was floating around in circles about an object it the center of the room, but she couldn’t see it because there wasn’t enough space for her to look through. For some reason, she found it hard to take her eyes off the fascinating woman in order to clear away more rocks.

After a little work, Daphne noticed that there was a large stone that she had a pretty good grip on, and she pulled it with all her might over and over until finally it swayed from its place and crumbled to the ground. There was a large hole in the wall now, and Daphne fell back onto the ground as the stones above the one she’d moved began to fall. She ran to the far side of the cavern until it calmed down. When it finally did, she ran back, mystified by the look of the lights peering through the dust.

The dust seemingly magically parted, as if some had breathed it all in, and the woman floated in all her glory right in front of Daphne’s face.

“Hello Daphne,” the woman spoke, her voice soothing yet powerful.

Daphne was speechless.

“You’re wondering how I know your name? I know a lot of things, dearest,” the woman said. “My name is Melora.”

“Hi Melora,” Daphne stammered.

“I’m delighted that you’ve come to visit me this evening. I assure you that it will be the best thing that’s ever happened to you. How is it that you discovered me?”

“I, I saw the lights,” Daphne finally spit out.

“Ah yes, of course. That’s wonderful,” each word Melora spoke seemed to bore into Daphne’s mind. “I should tell you something, dearest,” she began, “I’ve been a prisoner her for many years. And I’ll be a prisoner here for many more years. There’s only one way for me to ever be released, but I gave up hope long ago.”

“What is it?” Daphne asked, looking straight into Melora’s eyes.

“Never mind, dearest, I’ve waited so long, a few more years won’t hurt. I’m more interested in what you want.”

“What do you mean?” Daphne wondered. Her eyes left the woman before her and she noticed what it was that she’d been floating around before. It was a column of flames, of each of the four colors, dancing around as it went from the ground to the ceiling. Daphne was fascinated.

“You like the flame, don’t you, Daphne?” Melora said.

“Yes, it’s pretty, and I’ve never seen anything like it.”

Melora floated up and back, into the flame and through it without so much as a singed hair.

“How do you do that?” Daphne asked. “And how do you float?”

“The answers, my dear,” Melora began, “And those to countless more questions will be yours shortly. Come here.” Melora made a sign with her hands and Daphne felt herself ripped off the ground and into the air. She floated in front of the column of flames, in a circle, as Melora floated about on the opposite side. “You’re very beautiful, Daphne,” Melora told her.

“Thank you,” Daphne said, modestly.

“But you’ve never kissed a man, have you?”

Daphne was shocked by the question, or, perhaps more accurately, she felt that she should be shocked by the question, but, to her surprise, she wasn’t. “No, I’ve never even been out with a boy. I don’t really like boys.”

“But you ‘like’ the girls you know, don’t you?”

“No, I mean, yes, well, what do you mean, ‘like?’”

“I didn’t mean anything, dearest,” Melora told her.

“I’m not a lesbian or anything, if that’s what you meant,” Daphne said.

“Of course not,” Melora half-exclaimed. “Tell me, Daphne, do you know how to pleasure yourself?” she asked, although she already knew the answer.

“Pleasure...myself?” Daphne said under her breath. “I...”

“You can be honest with me, dearest. Have you ever pleasured yourself, perhaps in bed, late at night, when everyone in your house is asleep, your hands have found their way between your legs and—”

“No!” Daphne shouted, uncomfortable with the way the conversation was going. But then, for some reason, she felt compelled to tell the truth. “Well, actually yes, I have done it a few times. But I felt gross after and I swore I’d never do it again.”

“But then, you did do it again,” Melora continued to coax her.

“Yes, but it’s the same every time, I just feel disgusted.”

“You know, dear, it’s completely natural for a woman to pleasure herself. In fact, it’s important, especially for a woman your age.”

Daphne felt pride in being called a “woman.” Everyone had always just called her a “girl.”

“You really think so?” Daphne wondered.

“Absolutely.”

Daphne was feeling a little bit limp from floating around in circles for so long. The patterns of the flames in the column were almost hypnotizing and Daphne had to shake her head from time to time to regain her composure.

“Daphne,” Melora spoke deliberately. “While you touched yourself, what did you think of?”

“I don’t know,” Daphne responded, “Sexy things, I guess.”

“You thought of your friends, the red-headed Katie and the cheerleader, Ashley, didn’t you?”

“No! God, no!” Daphne shouted. “I don’t think of my friends that way.”

“You don’t have to lie to me about it, Daphne, I already know the truth, even if you’re not willing to admit it.”

“I don’t think of girls and I especially don’t think of my friends!” Daphne exclaimed, getting more and more worked up.

“Oh really? You never thought of looking up Ashley’s cheerleading skirt when she bent over? Never thought of looking at those sweet, red lollies? Never thought of running your hands through Katie’s curly red hair as you kissed her sweet, succulent lips? Never imagined what it would be like to touch her sensitive nipples, rubbing your hands around her breasts, fondling them, kissing them?” Melora was running her hands oh-so-lightly over her own breasts now.

“No, no,” Daphne denied.

Melora cast off her cloak and floated through the flames at Daphne. She stopped inches away and Daphne looked up and down the woman’s chiseled, perfect body, with strong, hard muscles but lovely, round curves in the right places. Daphne looked at Melora’s breasts, and Melora’s hand returned to it and began stroking it lightly again.

“I never thought of my friends like that,” Daphne maintained.

“I know you didn’t,” Melora said, “But you’re thinking of it now, aren’t you?”

Daphne realized that she was. She could see in her mind an image of Ashley bending over to pick something up, and looking underneath her skirt. She could see Katie taking off her shirt to try on a new one, and she ached to touch those breasts. “What’s happening to me?” Daphne asked.

“You can have it now, Daphne,” Melora told her. “Touch them.”

Daphne’s hand moved almost as if under its own will. It slowly made it’s way up to Melora’s left breast and hung there for a second, then, cautiously, she touched the skin. Slowly, her finger traced around and then inside the sparkling bra. It was warm to her touch and the bra seemed to mold itself around her fingers and massage them as she found Melora’s nipple, feeling it grow in response to her touch. Daphne quickly withdrew her hand.

“What am I doing?” she asked herself.

“Hmph,” Melora said. “You are a stubborn one, aren’t you? Then again, I suppose it is my fault.”

“What do you mean? What’s going on?”

“Don’t worry about anything, dearest,” Melora reassured her, and Daphne felt her fears floating away. Melora made some more signs with her hands, and Daphne felt like something had grabbed her from behind and was holding her sides and her thighs. She looked behind and there was nothing there, but, despite what her instincts told her, she felt calm and unafraid. “That’s much better,” Melora said to her.

The older woman descended on her young captive and put her arms around her, one hand finding its way behind Daphne’s head, and she kissed her on the lips. Lightly at first. Then she gently sucked on one of Daphne’s lips, then ran her tongue around between them. She came up for a moment to ask, “How do you feel, Daphne?”

After a pause, the young girl said, “Excited.”

“Good,” Melora said, and kissed her again, a bit more forcefully now. The force that was grabbing Daphne pulled her shirt up off her head and unclasped her bra. Daphne let it happen passively. Melora took the young girl’s breasts in her hands and began gently rubbing and massaging them, occasionally brushing a nipple, making it poke out even further. Melora moved down Daphne’s rigid body and licked one of Daphne’s nipples before taking the whole breast in her mouth.

A quiet, “Mmm,” escaped Daphne’s mouth. Melora worked on that breast for a while before beginning on the other, eliciting another quiet moan from the young girl.

Melora’s hands moved down Daphne’s body and undid her belt, then pulled her pants down to her ankles. She cupped her hand over Daphne’s mound above her panties and, ever so gently, began rubbing it. She continued to work on Daphne’s breasts with her tongue. As her rubbing grew in intensity, Daphne let out a slightly louder, “Mmmm.” Melora could feel wetness coming right through Daphne’s panties.

After some time, Melora gently let up the pressure from her hand between Daphne’s legs, and then, much to Daphne’s surprise, she pulled the panties to one side and touched her pussy directly! As soon as she felt the warm finger touching her bare, wet skin, Daphne let out a long but still hushed “Mmmmm.”

Melora expertly worked her fingers around Daphne’s slit, using the wetness to her advantage. She began rubbing up and down in a rhythm now, and at the bottom of each stroke, a light but perceptible moan would escape the young girl’s lips. Daphne’s hands went around Melora’s head, still working on her breasts.

Melora gently flicked Daphne’s now-erect clit before slowly easing one finger into her sex. Melora, taking care to keep Daphne’s labia parted, worked the tip of her finger in and out of the girl with the same rhythm. She wasn’t afraid of Daphne’s cherry, because she knew Daphne had lost it in a painful sports accident in her youth, and soon more of Melora’s finger had disappeared into the depths of Daphne’s cunt, and Daphne’s quiet moans had turned into audible oh’s.

“Oh, oh, mm, uh, ah, ah, mm,” Daphne let out as Melora’s second finger penetrated her in the same pattern as the first. Melora finally stopped working on her breasts and moved her head down between the girl’s legs, and Daphne’s moans paused long enough for her to say, “Wait,” but it was too late.

Melora had started licking lightly up and down Daphne’s virgin slit. Daphne’s cum was getting all over Melora’s face, but Melora relished every second of it. Daphne’s moans had resumed, now loud and forceful. “Oh! Ooo! Mmm! Ah! Mmm, yeah.”

Melora could feel the young girl on the brink of her first real orgasm and decided to suck Daphne’s clit into her mouth as she slid her fingers back inside Daphne’s cunt. She pumped furiously and Daphne’s screams became equally furious.

“OOOOooh! Yes! Ah, oh god, yes! Oh! Oh! Oh! Ugh! AAAAAHHHH YYYYEEESSSS!!!!” Daphne cried at the top of her lungs as Melora made her final thrust.

As the young girls orgasm died down, the older woman gently released the her from her grasp, and rested her sensitively on the ground. Daphne’s jeans were still around her knees, but the force had returned her bra and shirt without Daphne even realizing it.

“Wow,” Daphne purred slowly.

“That was just the first taste of what is to come, Daphne,” Melora said to her. “Soon you will know pleasures beyond your wildest imagination, even now, and you will gain the power to use them on your friends.”

Daphne smiled at Melora. “I want more,” she said.

“You have a hungry little cunt, don’t you, dearest?” Melora teased, but she knew she was going to satisfy it before the night was through.

Melora brought Daphne back up into the air and said, “This time, it’s not going to be so gentle.” Melora kissed Daphne forcibly, probing her tongue deep inside the young girl’s mouth. She touched her breasts through the girl’s shirt, then, without hesitating, moved her hand down to push the girl’s panties aside. But instead of putting her fingers in, she swung her whole body around, parting her legs, and touched her own sparkling panties to the young girl’s still-moist pussy. Daphne’s reaction was immediate, and she felt the panties growing and reshaping, exploring the folds of her labia and all of her vagina. They touched on her clit, invoking it to become erect, but then left it alone as they continued to explore.

Melora, upside-down, was pushing her hips forward and back lightly on the younger girl. The magical garment had formed a small nub and was rubbing itself in and out of Daphne’s hungry slit. The nub began to grow a little more with each push, and with each movement, Daphne let out more noise. But now, Melora was beginning to let out noises, too, as a nub from her panties began pushing its way into her own pussy as well.

“Oh, oh, mmm, yeah, oh Melo-ra, that’s so good,” Daphne let out.

The nub inside Daphne was growing fast now and was soon filling her up. A little bit of pain began to mix with a lot of pleasure as Melora fucked the young girl’s pussy harder and more deliberately.

“Oh my god, Melora, it’s so full inside me, it’s, oh, oooo, mmm,” Daphne tried to complete her sentances.

“Oh, I know dear, oh, yes, ooooh, mmmm,” Melora cooed.

“Oh, mmm, yes, Melora, I think it’s gonna happen again, mmm, oooo, oooohhh, yes, yes!” Daphne began getting more excited.

As Melora made a sign with her hands in the air, Daphne felt another nub forming from the magic panties, but this one wasn’t on her pussy, it was touching her asshole! “Oh, oooh, Melora, wait, stop, it’s going to touch my asssssshole, make it, oh, ooo, make it stop, ugh,” Daphne tried to get out between moans. The nub was growing and Daphne felt a warm moisture around it as the pressure on her asshole became more intense. “OOOHHH! Melora! Stop it! I don’t want it in my—OOOOOHHHH!” Daphne screamed out as the nub penetrated her most private hole. It was pretty painful, but the sensation of it inside her, along with the fullness in her cunt, sent the girl’s inhibitions out the window. “OOHH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! OH MY FF-F-FUCKING GOD MELORA! STOP IT! OH STOP IT FROM, FROM, OH, OH, OOOOHHHH, UUUGGGHHH, OOOOOOHHHH, NOOOOO!! F-F-FUCK!” Daphne cursed for the first time since she’d learned the word. The orgasm hit her hard, and her hips bucked against the panties as she unloaded her cum. Melora swung around on top and Daphne was now upside down, close to the ground, and she put her hand on the floor to steady herself as Melora started fucking her again. “No, Melora, I can’t do it again, no, don’t, stop,” Daphne let out one word with each thrust of Melora’s hips. Melora was strangely silent. “No! Don’t! Stop!” Daphne shouted, but she couldn’t hide the fact that Melora had already worked her back to a deep arousal. “OOOOO! Don’t stop! Don’t stop! Yyyyessssss!” she hissed, “Yesssss, oh, it’s in my asssssss, yesssss, oh, oh, oh,” Melora increased the force and fucked the young girl like a real woman, “OOOH! YESS! DON’T STOP! DON’T STOP! PLEASE DON’T-OOOOHHHH!!!”

Daphne’s third orgasm hit her hardest of all, and she pushed herself up with her hands to relish all of it. She came hard and could feel cum dripping up her ass and stomach. Eventually, she came down from the high, and the nubs retreated to leave Melora’s panties as they had been before as she set Daphne back down on the floor.

“Still want more?” Melora teased.

Daphne just giggled. She realized her ass and pussy were sore. “I think I’ve had enough.”

After Daphne rested and pulled her jeans up (her panties had actually been ripped during the fucking), she said, “So what did you mean I would get the power to give that pleasure to others?”

“Shh, don’t worry, dearest. Get home now before anyone becomes suspicious. I will bring you back here when you’re ready and you’ll learn everything you want to know then.”

“How long will it be?”

“Not long at all. Perhaps by the end of the week, just as soon as a few things happen.”

“What things?”

“Never you mind, dear, never you mind. Get home now,” Melora insisted.

Daphne stood up and approached Melora, giving her a hug and a passionate kiss. “Thank you so much,” she said.

“No, Daphne, thank you.”