The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

The trip back to the temple was a lot longer than the trip to get to Yanta’s fun house. For one we had to bring all of the Wardens back with us, and to say they didn’t really have much going on upstairs is an understatement. Even when all I have is my song I can find my way better than they could. At least once we get back to the city there are many, many more people milling around.

Word of our success beat us, which makes sense when you consider that scrying is a thing. If I wasn’t feeling so done with magic at this point I’d ask someone to teach me. As it is, I want my life to go back to normal. I might even give up the whole Nebula thing, now that we’ve found mom.

Sarah’s empathic shadow had me start the whole heroine thing, but it was never something I really wanted like it was for Aurora. Nikki would probably be disappointed given all the work she’s put into trying to be my sidekick, so I might still do the odd patrol here and there.

Lida and Susan disappeared off somewhere, and the last thing I want to do is invade their privacy. They deserve some time together. Sarah took Yana and Aniela off somewhere with Leora to have a long discussion about what to do. Aurora looked like she wanted to go with her, but wanted to be with me more.

Heather and Flora are being treated like the heroines they are along with Hope and Counter Spell. I think another reason Aurora is staying with me is so she doesn’t need to face Hope. I could use my nebula to find out, but not right now.

Right now, the two of us, we’re curled up together in the High Priestess’s private chambers.

“It’s all finally over. All we need to do now is wait for the last few things to get figured out, then we can go home with Sarah. Everything can start turning back to normal . . .” I press my lips to Aurora’s, and the way her lips pulse red make me helplessly hold the kiss so much longer than I intended. Through my power all I can taste when she does that is lust, desire, and need. And she’s feeling that nonstop.

How do Nesatealia ever leave their rooms? How did any of them focus past this to get Sanctuary helpless to their every whim? Aurora is managing, but I don’t see how. I think I’d just stay in bed with her and Nikki. I’d probably eat once a day.

Off of one of them.

“N-need to stop doing that, ’Rora. I-it’s not like when you’d add a little silver into a kiss. It’s just . . . Mmmm much more consuming.” I like it, I love it, and I know she can feel that. It still does make it hard not to feel red afterimages in my thoughts. Reminds me of when we first started adding silver to our kisses. A few times one of us would add a bit too much and we’d need to snap the other out of it before one of our moms would find out.

If we’d been discovered because of that it would have been so embarrassing. I can’t imagine explaining to Valerie that we were just making out and it went too far. So incredibly awkward.

“Sorry, sis . . . When I kiss like that, it just. . . . I can feel things I’ve never felt before. It must be kinda like how you can feel people, only I can . . . taste. It’s . . . hard to put into words.” She’s tried, but it’s like describing a sense to someone who doesn’t have it. How do you describe colors to the blind? I’m sure there’s a way, but neither of us know how.

I kiss her cheek, and nestle in as close to her as I can. “It’s okay. You don’t have to try. We can figure this all out together. I really do like your red eyes. They’re . . . unique.” They make her look a little bit darker than she used to, but that isn’t so bad. She’s my sex demon now. We just need to get her some horns and a tail she can wear around my apartment when she goes around naked on all fours. Mmm. I get the best ideas cuddling with Aurora.

My mist tingling through her every place our bodies meet isn’t giving me the happiest feedback. She wants something . . . conflicting. It’s hard for me to read her through the red inside of her now, like that desire is a shield in front of everything else she is, but I can feel that much. She thinks I’m going to be upset.

Nikki never likes it when I cheat using my powers. Aurora always loved it, but it just feels wrong now. Maybe she only loved it because it was what we were used to. Maybe I never should have started.

We were only kids when this relationship started – what did either of us know?

“Thanks, Sylvie. I’m rather fond of them, too . . . and well, everything about you.” She kisses me again, and that red doesn’t burn through, but I can still feel the extra passion behind her lips. She’s so good with controlling her needs. If anyone had to become a Nesatealia, I’m glad that it was her. She might have slipped once with me, but it was once. I haven’t heard of that happening since.

“Mmm I know. I know. It is pretty thrilling that the only reason Sanctuary is free from Lia right now is because you wanted me.” It’s true. It wasn’t a true-love-beats-all-mind-control moment, not that I’d be turned off by that, but it means more. That’s how much she needs me. That’s how much I matter to her. “You did save the day, you know.”

Lia was still too fried to walk when we left. Now, she’s in anti-magic chains somewhere. That was part of what Sarah wanted to talk to Leora about. We’ll get an update when they’ve reached some decisions.

Sometimes being the younger generation is less-than-fun, but sometimes it just means less responsibility.

Aurroa rolls her red eyes that shine and glisten so wet they make my thighs clench. “I was just following my instincts. My desires. You’re what I want. And I want you to be happy, so I can have the you I really want: a fulfilled, satisfied you. That’s why I love that you have Nikki.”

Something about the way she says that worries me. It has a taste of that worry that’s bubbling under the surface. She’s moving towards saying something that I’m pretty sure I won’t like. It’s funny, our lives diverged because I had to say something like that when the talent scout found me. Now Aurora is going to tell me something. I squeeze tighter to her. I wont let anything pull us apart like that again.

“Because I’ll be coming back with you, to Midas, to New York . . . Anywhere you go. But someone needs to keep an eye on Sanctuary. Someone needs to protect this place, like Silver Girl has Midas City.” Aurora smiles, her too-red lips mashing into mine. This time she does let the red burn through, and I don’t fight it.

I don’t dare fight it, because right now more than ever I need to feel how much she needs me and I need her. I need to feel the love and the lust that burns inside of her hotter than any control ever could again with mom’s light starting to manifest in her. Burning deep, so hot inside of both of us, stronger than our minds, stronger than our thoughts, I can feel our connection tighter than I’ve ever felt it before.

When she breaks the kiss, I almost can’t hear her past her own moans. “I’m going to be that woman. Using magic, it’d be easy for me to visit you, spend days with you, anything, and then when we’re apart, for me to come here and keep everything safe.” Her lips kiss my neck, my ears, burning so hotly red. I’m in paradise. “But let’s face it . . .”

She doesn’t keep speaking. I’m not sure if she’s nervous, or what. But the silence is killing me, so I reach my voice out to fill it.“Yeah . . .?”

“Sylvia LaSilvas is a pretty big name, and she only deserves to get bigger. You deserve a public life, and dating your sister, that isn’t going to work . . .” Tears start to form in my eyes, and she kisses just under them so softly. “Shh, don’t worry. We’re staying together. You just can’t be with Aurora LaSilvas anymore. You’re going to go back to Midas, to New York, to your life, happier than ever that your mother was saved. . . . but sad that your sister Aurora didn’t make it back. But along the way you made a new friend, a very special friend.”

Wow. She means what I think she means. She’s going to give up so much, for me. The tears well up in my eyes and I start to shake my head, lips searching for hers and quickly moving to speak after finding them. “Aurora, you can’t do that! You ca—”

“Sylvia, you are the one thing in the world that matters enough to me that it trumps all other desires I’ve ever felt. Aurora LaSilvas died fighting Lia. The real question is . . .” She kisses me so hard, and it’s impossible to deny that this is just what she wants when I can feel it with every fiber of my being. “Will you help me decide what my new name is going to be instead?”

It isn’t fair.

What’s worse than how unfair it is, is how right she is. I indulged her, rolled around some names I always liked, but what I want to say each time is ‘Aurora’. How she can so casually decide that Aurora has to die for us to be happy, even if it’s just people believing she’s dead, I don’t undertand. She’ll need to find a way to magic up a new voice, and it’s going to take more than a dye job and some contacts for people to believe she’s a different person.

She didn’t want anything to change me. I didn’t want anything to change her, either. I wish I’d been what Lia wanted. Maybe then, Aurora would still have silver hair and this idea would never have even occurred to her.

Some time after that conversation got too depressing I told Aurora I needed some time to think and started wandering aimlessly through the temple. Now that everyone knows I’m really me, that didn’t work very well. I had to leave and get lost in the large elaborate garden behind the temple.

There are plants here that make flora seem ordinary. No sentient plants, sure, but plenty of ones with colors of stems, and blossoms that I’ve never seen anywhere else. So many oddly shaped and gorgeous plants that are either twisted by the lovely magic in the air, or have been magically enhanced over countless generations. It’s hard to be sure without asking, and what I want right now is to be alone. Being surrounded by priestesses who could answer my every question is pretty much the opposite of what I want right now.

Standing infront of a blue rose bush covered with purple roses, I feel more clueless than I ever have in my life. I’ve felt Aurora with my mist. I know she wasn’t changed that much by Lia. Physically, yes. The more time I had to look at her the more I could tell so many tiny little things, but her mind is still her.

The real big change is that new red which no one can cure. Mom can’t lock that away and I’m not sure that I’d want her to. That isn’t changing who she is. It’s just making her more honest about what she wants.

Did I really think there was any good way for Aurora and I to be together in Midas without us being sisters ever becoming an issue? One candid photograph would be all that it would take to ruin my career. I trail my fingers lazily along a purple petal and sigh. I can’t honestly say that I would give up my singing career for her. My life wouldn’t be the same without it. I wouldn’t be the same knowing I gave it up.

It would be a week before I started hating her. This feels like we’re right back to where we were at graduation. The difference is that Aurora is offering a pretty good idea for how we can keep being us without losing anything. But it won’t really be ‘us’ will it?

“Oh.” Counter Spell’s voice snaps me out of my thoughts. I whirl around to see her quick as I can. I don’t know why I feel embarrassed. She didn’t catch me doing anything sordid. She’s wearing that same loose flowing blue getup she always is. It shows so much leg. I can see why Mina fell for her even without knowing she’s a brilliant wizard. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to interrupt you, I was just getting a bit tired of being fawned over by priestesses for helping save the light bringer. I’ll leave you alone.”

Counter turns to leave, and I reach out even though she’s too far away to grasp. “Wait. Please. I need someone I know to talk to that isn’t Aurora.”

Sarah has so much on her plate right now. I can’t get cell reception to call Nikki. Who has a better bead on the kind of woman Aurora has become than her partner? She’s the one that told me about the mess my sister was getting herself in. She went from being a villain that needed redemption to a woman trying to save her friend from a path of self destruction. If I can’t confide in her, who can I?

“Sure, Sylv. Nowhere else to be until all of this wraps up anyway.” Counter smiles and steps closer, looking at the same rose bush I was. “What’s wrong? Rora’s dye job coming with unforeseen consequences?”

“No. Not exactly. I mean yes. Just . . . not in the way I anticipated.” I sigh and tell her everything that Aurora and I discussed. I tell her how much I hate myself for not knowing if I could make the same choice for her. I tell her how much I don’t want to lose Aurora again, but that this doesn’t really feel like keeping her either.

When all is said and done I feel so exhausted. Even when I take a seat on a nearby bench it doesn’t do much to make that feeling go away. It’s just not fair! When Aurora stopped Lia I thought everything was over.

“Reasonable. All of it. Really.” Counter wraps an arm around me in a brief hug, and I have to fight it to not melt my mist through her to have someone warm and soft to mindlessly cuddle. I don’t have Aurora’s excuse. “Without Sarah missing, Aurora really doesn’t need to be Silver Girl anymore. Not that she could now anyway, but if she could. She saved Sanctuary, and probably a lot of people in Midas too. One thing I can tell you is that Aurora would not regret doing this if you two could be happy.”

If. Everything is just a series of exhausting ‘if’s. Why can’t I know anything for certain? I sigh and rest my head on Counter’s shoulder. “I just don’t know if that can make me happy, but—”

“—but singing is important to you. And you could sing anywhere, but you’ve tasted fame. You like it. You want to keep it.” Counter cuts me off, but it’s really for the best. I’m honestly just rambling at this point and we both know it. “That’s fair, too. You shouldn’t need to give up your life. But . . . Look, do you want me to be painfully blunt?” I nod. “Aurora barely has one to give up.”

I instantly open my mouth to object, but no words come out. What could I say? She hasn’t had a job since she left California. There’s no reason as some new name she couldn’t still stay in the lives of Counter, Mina, and the rest of our family. She’d still be with me. It would be so easy to have her accepted into the family for saving mom.

She has an actual purpose that she wants to pursue now. Why would I ever want to get in the way of that? Protecting Sanctuary. Indulging that new red of hers. She could be in Midas, Sanctuary, and New York all in the same day.

“What if she gets the magic to twist her voice, to look just different enough, and I can’t love her like that anymore? What if I call her Aurora in public and don’t even notice it?” Even as I try to object my arguments feel like very familiar ones. How is this any different than so many things supers go through all the time? Aurora and Rebeca had so many of these problems. None of them were why they didn’t work out.

Note to self: follow up with Rebeca. I did promise I’d help her. I didn’t just say that to get her help.

“Then Aurora has a new life where her identity isn’t always tied inextricably to you. She’ll be able to move on. And so will you. If you don’t let her do this, you’ll hate her and yourself forever.” Counter softly squeezes my shoulder. Her tone is forceful, but understanding. Pursuing a relationship with Mina couldn’t have been easy, but she did it. “If you do, maybe you won’t work out. Maybe you never would have. But you’ll know. You’ll have let her do everything she’s willing to do. And you’ll be growing for her by giving this a chance. You only lose if you don’t try.”

I can even hear Mina’s voice in her words. They’ve both been so worried about Aurora. Without them I don’t think she would have held together half as well as she did. It isn’t their fault that she didn’t manage to stay even more together. Aurora was being stubborn. There’s no way to knock that out of her.

It is part of why I love her.

“You’re right. I hate it, but you’re right.“I squeeze Counter’s hand before rising from the bench. “And if she wants, I doubt it would be impossible for her to become Aurora again if that was what she wanted.”

Counter grins, giving me a quick thumbs up. “People tend to feel that way about me a lot. I think it’s a wizard thing.” She winks, and cracks up laughing. Her elvish accent comes out the most when she laughs. There’s this beautiful almost ethereal quality to it. “Go find her before you lose your nerve. Just make sure she chooses a name she’ll like in another twenty years. She can’t pronounce my elven name no matter how hard she tries so I don’t want to have to be bothered learning a new name to call her twice!”

Sylvia left to think over my plan. I think she’s hurt that it seems like I came to this idea so easily. That really isn’t true, but I know how that sort of thing feels from her side. I was the on who raped her because she wanted to follow her dreams so she didn’t hate me for the rest of her life.

Funny that I’m the one causing problems now, huh?

But when we got back to the temple from our ordeal with Lia, I saw someone that I need to talk to about this. Sarah will support whatever is best for me. I know that. That really isn’t what I need right now.

It isn’t very hard to find her. For how many priestesses still have black hair (entirely too many of them make my red pulse and it isn’t fair that I have to realize I’m probably too old to be looking at them like I am) there really aren’t many with blonde hair. There are fewer wearing tight white bodysuits and blonde wigs.

“Hope.”

“Aurora.”

Rebeca Draupnir. When we met, I already knew her by reputation. She was one of the most captivating celebrities I’d ever seen. I had no clue that she was a super heroine by night. I had even less idea that she had a secret fetish for being the next Jesse Colloten.

Hiding that behind an obsession with Silver Girl was clever. I never would have guessed until Tunnel told me. One of these days I really should check on her ex girlfriends she had before me to make sure they’re okay.

“You look good. You aren’t sleeping great, but you look good.” I force myself to smile. She did take a job working with Monique’s spook squad to stay out of trouble. She didn’t say it, but I know part of it was so someone could keep an eye on her. Rebeca is a very smart woman with a lot of resources. If she wanted to, she could have disappeared. If Jesse Colloten could find a way to get out of jail and live on the outskirts of notice then Rebeca could have a new face and be living in the center of everyone without us having a clue. She grew a conscience.

I can’t accept that Counter Spell could change and not believe the same about Rebeca. Not without being really hypocritical. I try to avoid that. Most of the time.

Rebeca laughs and rolls her eyes behind her mask. “Liar. I look like shit and we both know it. No one might know about what I was up to before Lys got to me, but I do. And I hate myself for it. After what I did to you, to the team by not doing anything about Tunnel . . .”

“You really think that Tunnel wasn’t using you, too?” She looks like I just punched her in the face. Considering I’m trying to make her realize she was never as in control as she thought she was, this only makes sense because I know just what a control freak Rebeca really is. “Oh, you could have not developed technology just to mindfuck your girlfriends, but if you really think Tunnel would have let you do something about her unethical behavior you’re an idiot.”

“I guess I’m an idiot.” As much as she wants to make it sound like I actually hurt her by saying that, I can tell by the way she won’t meet my eyes. She’s feeling crappy and wants to keep feeling crappy.

Unfortunately for her I’m not the vindictive bitch that she wants me to be. I take her hand and pull her towards a corner. She struggles at first, but when I make my hand shift to solid gold she stops struggling. I wouldn’t actually force her to listen to me with my magic, but I won’t let this conversation be over so easily.

As soon as we’re away from everyone else I melt my metal away and lean closer to her. “Look. You did a shitty thing. We both know that. But you are the reason Sylvia and I are still alive, too. So feel good about that. Besides. I need your help. You can feel shitty about yourself after you help me if you want to, but until then I thought you might like an opportunity to try making things up to me.”

Speechless. I have to grin just a little. Hope is one of the few women that my red hasn’t felt drawn to. I’ve tasted her. Until she gets herself together there’s nothing about her that I’d want to explore again. It’s hard to be sure if I ever explored her in the first place.

Our relationship was built on lies from the start. I should probably hate her more than I do. Maybe I can understand what she did more than I should. I’m not sure. I just can’t bring myself to hate her.

Maybe I just think she’s suffered enough.

“ . . . Fine. If you think there’s any way that I could actually help you, just say it. I do owe you . . . kinda big.” Beca forces herself to smile. It looks a lot sadder than her looking miserable.

I tell her everything Sylvia and I talked about as quickly as I can. It’s not the easiest thing to tell her, and she looks so pale when I say ‘Aurora LaSilvas has to die’ before I have a chance to explain that it doesn’t mean I intend to die. Maybe I should find a better way to explain this. If I don’t have it smoothed out by the time I tell Sarah she might faint.

“So, what do you want from me? It sounds like you’ve got everything figured out. You don’t need my help to give you a new identity if you’re going to say you’re from Sanctuary. You don’t need help picking out a name.” Rebeca blinks. “Why would you even tell me this, except so I stick to your story? I mean I would—”

“Because you know how I feel about Sylvia better than anyone else in the world that I can turn to.” Sylvia knows, but she’s hardly a third party to all this. “I want to know if you think this is the right thing for me to do.”

Rebeca blinks, and reaches up to pull off her mask. “Honestly? I hate that you’d even think of killing Aurora LaSilvas. She was one of the most inspiring, beautiful women that I ever met. She showed me an example of what a woman should be and almost managed to convince me to change my wicked ways without everything needing to go so horribly wrong . . . but yes. I know how she feels about you too, by the way. It’ll be rough on her, but it’s the best thing either of you could do.”

She’s examined our brains in ways no one else ever has. Maybe Yana could give a good answer too. Doctor Lys might if she wasn’t locked up somewhere in a cell for so many crimes I can’t even begin to count. But the most important difference? Rebeca? I can trust.

“Thanks, beca. That . . . Really means a lot to me.” I smile, and squeeze her into a tight hug. “I haven’t forgotten what happened, but we’ve all made our mistakes. What’s important is that we make the future better, right?”

I almost say brighter. I am so glad that I manage to avoid it even if only barely.

“I guess you’re right. I really have tried to be better, I’ve been doing work for Monique. I gave up being Hope, until today when your sister asked for my help, I—” Before she can say more I press a golden finger to her lips.

“No more of that. Not right now. We’ve saved the day. In part thanks to your understanding of the energy behind powers like mine. Without you, The Wardens would have been at Lia’s beck and call and there would have been no way to stop her.” I grin, and lightly tap her nose. “So for the moment? You’re just a heroine back on the saddle again. Live it up. Kiss a priestess or two. They’ll enjoy it. You’ll enjoy it. Just live in this moment. Or I’ll spark some sense into you.”

My fingertip glows and shines red. It isn’t quite a spark, but it can still do quite the number. Inspite of herself, Rebeca grins.

Maybe things can still end up all right after all.