The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Tuesday evening we were all sitting around the kitchen table having dinner. I liked having everyone eat together, it gave us a chance to catch up with one another and offer support and understanding.

Stefani was bubbly. She had found a new appreciation for her work; it seems she took my comments about protecting our interests to heart. Steve had even called me that afternoon to say ‘I don’t know what you told her but she’s a different person today.’

In the middle of our dinner conversation my phone rang. “Hello.”

“Hello Mr. Williams this is Jonny Leftwich. I just wanted you to know that your tip paid off. We arrested Paco today and we found all the weapons he had under the floor. We’ll be running ballistics tests on them tomorrow. Anyway we got enough to nail him for parole violation which should land him in prison for a few years minimum.”

“Thanks for letting me know detective Leftwich and I’m glad I could help.”

I hung up.

“Well Stefani, Paco won’t be bothering anyone for a long time. They arrested him for violating his parole today, something about weapons hidden in his house.”

“Really? I’m so relieved. I was worried all day he might show up at work and do something stupid.”

“Well you don’t have to worry about that anymore.”

“Now, Adiva and I will be leaving for the LAS Friday and we need to make sure we have everything ready. Adiva, you used to live there. Is there anything you can think of that we have to take?”

“First I will need to wear an abaya, it is a long black robe, and a headscarf. I will not be able to be outside my father’s house alone, women must be accompanied by a relative or guardian.”

“You must also remember that adultery is punishable by death. You must be very careful Master, it is a dangerous place for a foreigner.”

“All right. I’ll make sure to give that some thought. Your father didn’t mention anything like that, he’s probably so used to it he doesn’t even think about it. I’m sure he would lie to me.”

I slapped my hand to my forehead. “Ah. I completely forgot!”

I whipped out my cell phone and dialed Steve. “Steve, I totally forgot to tell you I need to take a lie detector to the League.”

“Technician? Do you think we can find one on such short notice?”

“Shit! I need that lie detector.”

Stefani spoke up. “Master. I know how to use a lie detector. I took a class on it when I was in law school.”

“Hold it Steve, I may have found a solution.”

To Stefani, “Do you have a passport?”

“Yes. But it was at Paco’s house.”

“Ok.”

Back to the phone. “Steve, just get the machine. Stefani says she knows how to use it.”

“No don’t worry about that, just get me a lie detector.”

“All right thanks. Bye.”

“Thank you Stefani. You may have just saved our lives.”

The lie detector was a key part of my plan to clear out the traitors in Sheik Salman’s household. I could take care of the women myself, but the men needed a more traditional approach, and besides I needed some way to get the women alone with me and a lie detector test was a good excuse.

We got back to planning our trip and when dinner was over the girls began cleaning up. Stefani was really helping now. She seemed to be integrating into our family fairly rapidly.

While they did that I checked my phone for the last call from Leftwich and hit dial.

There was a couple of rings and then “Leftwich.”

“Ah Detective Leftwich, this is Sam Williams again.”

“Hello Mr. Williams. What can I do for you?”

“Well first of all you may as well call me Sam. Mr. Williams was my father.”

“All right Sam.”

“Good. Listen, that tip I gave you earlier came from Paco’s former girlfriend. She’s kind of with me now and she left some of her stuff at his place when she left. So we were wondering if it was possible for her to get in there to pick some of it up.”

“I see. We did notice that a woman had been living there. We were debating whether to try to find her and charge her too.”

“I would appreciate it if you didn’t do that. She’s really a victim of Paco’s too and she did provide the information that led to his arrest.”

“Ok. I’ll pass that along and I doubt any charges will be brought against her. But what kind of things does she need from Paco’s place?”

“Mainly her passport. She works for my company and we’re heading out of country on business.”

“Oh. Well that shouldn’t be a problem then, I actually have her passport here in an envelope. If you want to come by the station and get it I’ll leave it at the front desk for you.”

“That would be great detective. I owe you one.”

“No problem Sam. By the way, how long will you be gone?”

“Probably about a week.”

“Ok. If anything changes let me know.”

“Thanks detective.”

“You may as well call me Jonny if I’m gonna call you Sam.”

“All right Jonny, thanks.”

I hung up.

Sigh. Another hurdle overcome. What next?

There was a knock at the door.

What now?

I opened it. There was Casey.

I had never seen Casey out of uniform except for last night when she showed up in sweats.

She must have seen Kristen and Adiva in their minidresses the night I enslaved her. Because now she stood there in a white minidress just like the ones they had been wearing, white high heels and a white clutch purse. She also wore a silver choke chain, a silver bracelet on her left wrist and silver earrings about two inches long dangled from her earlobes.

She was taller than I remembered her. Must be the heels.

I noticed her eyes for the first time. They were blue but not like Kristen’s. They were paler, icy, almost gray. Her hair was down, the few strands that draped to the front ran all the way down to her full C cup breasts, and of course it was blond.

I was stunned. She was the picture of womanhood. There was only one thing that marred her beauty. She still had those dark circles under her eyes. I could tell she had tried to cover them up with makeup but I could still see them.

I collected my wits and calmed myself. This was the moment I had been waiting for. I didn’t want to mess it up.

I just stood there and waited.

She took a deep shaky breath. “Please call me Casey.”

That’s what I was waiting for. “Ok Casey. Come on in.”

She walked in and glanced around, noticing the four other women in the room.

“You know Chahna. This is Kristen, Adiva and Stefani.”

All but Chahna came forward and greeted her with a handshake and a kiss on the cheek.

“Please sit down and tell me what’s on your mind.”

She looked around and decided to sit on the end of the sofa.

Hesitating for quite a few moments she finally ventured “Please, can you tell me what’s happening to me?”

She was wringing her hands and a tear escaped her left eye.

“I will tell you soon Casey. But I really want you to figure it out for yourself. Can you tell me what you’ve been feeling?”

“I... I don’t understand it.”

“You will. But for now just tell me what’s been happening to you.”

“Well, when I left here last week I was so angry with you that I was going to try to find a way to punish you. But by the next morning I couldn’t seem to work up a mad so I just let it go. I... I started thinking about you though. I couldn’t help it. It was like all the time. At work and at home, everywhere. That’s so not like me. I don’t like men. Why do I think about you all the time?” she demanded in desperation.

“I promise I’ll tell you Casey, but not yet. Please tell me what else you’ve been feeling.”

“Well I haven’t been sleeping lately and I can’t seem to focus on anything... except you.” She looked at me with such a confusion of emotions written on her face I actually felt sorry for her.

“It got so bad I was making mistakes at work, screwing up, so I had to take a leave of absence.

“I feel this terrible need to be with you. Not... not just sex but just to be in your presence, just be there in case you... in case you need something. But I want you too. I want to be in your bed. I want you in me. Why!? I’m not like that. I don’t do men. I’m so confused.”

I decided right that moment that I wanted her too. I know I said I wanted her slavery to take its natural course, but I decided to try to help it along a little.

“I’ve been doing anything I could to try to take my mind off of you. I’ve spent hours on end at the gym, watched movies and TV, read books, anything, but nothing works.”

“Anything else?” I asked.

She shook her head.

“Do you still want Chahna back?”

She looked at Chahna. Her hand went to her mouth and she gasped. “Oh my god. I can’t even imagine myself with Chahna anymore. When I try to picture myself with Chahna I only see you. Please, what have you done to me?”

“All in good time Casey, all in good time.”

“Casey, I’m going to let you decide what happens tonight. You can leave.” I gestured toward the door and she got a panicked look on her face.

“Or, you can stay. My bed is open to you. Which do you choose?”

She looked at the door and then back at me. She kept looking at me and she seemed to be going through some inner struggle. Finally she bowed her head and said in a very small voice “I can’t leave.”

“But you’re afraid aren’t you. Tell me what you’re afraid of.”

“I... I’ve never been with... with a man.”

“Are you telling me you’re a virgin?”

She nodded her head.

“But surely...” I stammered. “Dildos.” I managed to blurt out.

“No. I never used one. I hated men too much to ever want anything resembling a man inside me.”

My eyes narrowed. “What made you hate men so much?”

“When I was in junior high I had a crush on a boy. He was very popular. I made the mistake of telling him. He never let me forget it. He teased me relentlessly and when other kids heard him they teased me too. I started hating him, and by extension all men.”

“I immersed myself in anything that did not involve men. Sports, clubs, anything that was all female.”

“When I was in college I met other girls like me. They introduced me to girl on girl sex.”

“So why in the world did you become a police officer? That’s a world occupied mostly by men.”

“I don’t know. I guess I figured that no matter what I did for work I’d have to interact with men, and I liked the idea that as a police officer I would get the opportunity to put some men in their place, I might even get to beat some of them.”

I thought about what she was telling me. It’s amazing that those experiences that most of us experience and recover from leave such an indelible mark on others, changing their lives, changing who they are inside.

“So Casey. Do you want your first time with a man to be with me tonight?”

She hesitated for a long moment. “I don’t know.”

“Do you trust me to care for your needs?”

“I don’t know. You won’t tell me what you did to me.”

Ah, yes. I could understand how that would undermine trust. I was going to have to work with her a little more to get her where she needed to be.

“Fair enough.” I turned to the other girls. “Ok girls, time for bed. There are four of you and only three beds so two of you will have to team up and share.”

Kristen and Adiva paired up and the others went to their own bedroom.

So how was I going to get Casey to realize on her own that she was my slave? I decided to try something.

“I sure could use a cup of coffee, would you like some.”

“I can fix it for you.”

“But you’re in my house, shouldn’t I serve you?”

“No. I need to serve you. Please.”

“Ok.”

She went to the kitchen and rummaged through cabinets and drawers until she found what she needed.

In a few minutes she brought me a cup of coffee on a tray with cream in a container on the side and sugar in a little bowl. I put a spoon full of sugar in my coffee and stirred it.

“Casey, why did you insist on serving me?”

“I don’t know. I just felt like... I needed to do that for you.”

Ok, maybe a more direct approach was needed.

“Stand up.”

She stood.

“Spin around slowly for me.”

She hesitated ever so slightly and then started to turn.

When she had turned three hundred and sixty degrees I said “Stop. Kneel.”

She went to her knees.

“Why are you obeying me?”

“I...”

“Search your feelings Casey.”

“I want to. I need to. I can’t help myself.”

“How does it feel to kneel before me?”

“Good. Right. Natural.”

“If you saw some other girl kneeling before me what would you think about her?”

“That she was being submissive. Maybe making herself your... servant.” Gasp! “I’m your servant!”

“You’re on the right track. Now just take it a step further.”

“Slave? Am I your slave?”

“Will you obey me?”

“Yes.”

“Will you do anything I tell you to?”

“Yes. I think I would.”

“Why?”

“Because... I am your slave! But also because... I love you. But how can that be? I hated you just a few days ago.”

“I know. And I don’t know how it works Casey, not so that I could explain it. But I can tell you that you are my slave and you love me because I chose you.”

“You chose me?”

“Yes. I did.”

She mulled that over for a moment. “Thank you for choosing me. I’ve been so alone. I know I wasn’t worthy to be chosen. I was mean to you, I was terrible to you. Can you ever forgive me?”

“Of course you’re forgiven Casey. Now come up here and sit on my lap.”

She got off her knees and sat on my lap, draping an arm around my neck.

“How do you really feel about me Casey, now that you know I have enslaved you?”

“I... I love you. How could I not? You chose me.”

Interesting. She had taken the enslavement, something she would have found abhorrent just a few hours ago, and turned it into a positive, a blessing if you will.

“Then give me a kiss.”

She leaned down and kissed me, and I kissed her back. The kiss went from tender to passionate in a matter of seconds. We tasted each other’s tongues and let our hands roam over each other’s bodies. Finally I broke away.

“Are you still afraid to fuck me?”

She shook her head no. “Just a little nervous. I don’t know how to please a man. I hope you are not disappointed with me.”

“I won’t be. Now, let’s go to the bedroom and I’ll show you what you’ve been missing all these years.”

I took her hand and led her to the master bedroom, my old office, and before that the living room of apartment three.

Once inside I sat on the bed and asked her to stand before me. “Casey, I would like to see your body. Can you take your clothes off for me?”

She disrobed ever so slowly. She probably assumed I would like that. She assumed right.

When the dress came up over her head I could see that she was a natural blond, she wore no panties. The last things to come off were the high heel shoes.

She was truly gorgeous. She had a swimmer’s body, wide strong shoulders and a deep chest that was punctuated with two of the most desirable breasts I had ever laid eyes on. They were full and firm and her nipples were already jutting out just begging for a mouth to be attached to them. Her waist was narrow and her hips not all that wide but her legs were muscular and long.

I stood. Even without her heels she was my height. “Now take my clothes off.”

She started with the shirt, then sat me down and removed my shoes. Next she unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans, I stood again and she pulled them down around my calves, I sat and she removed them and threw them in the corner. She stopped then and stared at the bulge in my briefs.

“Are you afraid?”

“No... just... yeah I guess I am... a little.”

“Do you want to wait until you feel more comfortable?”

“NO!... I mean no. Thank you for asking but I want this now. I want it more than I have ever wanted any woman, more than I have ever wanted anything.”

“All right. Then the undies have to come off.”

She slid my underwear down and my cock came out and slapped against my stomach. She kept sliding them down until they passed over my feet and she threw them in the corner with my pants.

I lay back in the bed. “You know what this is don’t you?” I said, pointing at my erect penis.

“Yes.”

“I want you to get to know my cock. Come on over here.”

She climbed up onto the bed.

“Examine it, touch it, hold it, taste it, memorize every vein, every inch, this cock is going to be your best friend.”

She got down close to my hard, pulsing rod and did just what I had told her to. First she looked it over, top to bottom, lifting it upright to see the other side. Caressing it lovingly, cupping my balls and massaging them, stroking lightly all along my length. Then she bent down and licked it, put the tip in her mouth and tasted my precum. She backed off and examined the head again, tracing the deep red ridge with her finger, put it back in her mouth and took it in farther, keeping it in her mouth, letting it rest against the back of her throat as long as she could then pulling it out.

“It’s so neat. I... I mean it’s soft but it’s also hard, and it’s so warm, it even tastes good.”

“Glad you like it. But the thing about my cock is that there is one place it would rather be than anyplace else. Any idea where that place might be?”

“Yes. My... my pussy.”

“How does your pussy feel right now?”

“Hot.” She reached down and touched herself. “And wet.”

“Good. That means it’s time for my cock to go to its happy place. Come and lay down.”

I vacated the center portion of the bed to make room for her. She lay down with her legs spread.

I placed myself between her powerful swimmers legs but I didn’t insert my shaft into her opening yet. First I wanted to play with those perfect tits.

I licked the right one and she sighed. I kissed the left one and she breathed in deeply. I took her nipple into my mouth and sucked and she moaned. I kept sucking and licking and kissing and pushing with my tongue until she was breathing hard.

“Ready?”

“Oh yes!. I’ve never been so ready.”

“Oh no, there’s no way you’re ready for this.”

I slid in, to the hilt.

I thought she was going to throw me like a bucking bronco. She arched her back with a jerk and screamed. “Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh, aaaaaahhahhhh, oooooooohhhhhhh, aaaaaaahhhhhhnnnnnnnggggggggggghhhhhhhaaahaa!”

And that was that. She was out.

I had known that was going to happen so I wasn’t disappointed. I kept my rod inside her and rolled her over on her side facing me. Then I just laid there and waited. It was a long wait, about twenty minutes, but it was early and I wasn’t tired.

While I waited for her to wake up I explored her body, caressed her smooth skin, stroked her beautiful long hair, and periodically flexed my organ inside her.

When she started to come around, every time I would flex she would moan and move her body against mine. Ever so slightly at first and then more and more.

I rolled her back over onto her back and waited for her to finish waking up. To entertain myself I suckled her breasts. Her movement were becoming more pronounced and it was almost like she was already awake. I was starting to stroke into her with that long slow pace I liked. I was very close to coming. I knew that if I just sped up a little I would be spewing into her pussy in no time.

Suddenly her eyes flew open and she picked up the pace. She pushed up against me and pulled away, pushed up, pulled away. She was already coming but at least she was making the right moves and I started pistoning into her with all the speed and power I could muster.

Nnnngggg, nnnnggggg, nnnnngggggg, nnnnnnggggg, nnnnggggg, nnnnnggggg, nnnngnggggoooooyyyeeesss, nnnnngggggggoooohhhhhgggoooooddddd, nnngnggggooohhhhMMMaaasssterrrrrrrr!.....

She was gone again, but this time we had come simultaneously.

I woke up early, four AM. Casey was still asleep. She said she hadn’t been sleeping much so I figured she had some catching up to do. I didn’t mind if she slept late but I figured a few minutes awake wouldn’t hurt her.

I propped myself up on one elbow and sucked in a nipple while at the same time inserting a finger in her pussy and rubbing her clit.

She woke with a start. “Huh?! Oooohhhhmmaster.”

“Yes, here I am mighty Casey amazon.” Her eyes remained open but stared into nothingness.

“Casey can you hear me.”

“Yes.”

“When we have sex I want your body to experience all the pleasure it naturally feels from the experience. But I don’t want you to pass out until I come. Do you understand?”

“Yes.”

“You can have little orgasms if that’s what your body wants to do. But nothing so big that it would make you lose consciousness.”

“Also, when you take my penis into your mouth you will feel the same pleasure that you do from having it in your pussy. Your gag reflex will be suspended for that time so you won’t choke when it presses on the back of your throat. When I come in your mouth you will have an orgasm but you won’t pass out, you will swallow all of my semen. Do you understand these instructions?”

“Yes.”

“Ok. Wake up now.”

“Oh, Master, thank you for choosing me. I’ll never be able to thank you enough.”

“You’re welcome hot stuff. Now, come here and stand up.”

She stood facing the bed. I took my place behind her and had her spread her legs a little, then bend in the middle so her upper body was on the bed.

I inserted my cock and her knees buckled. “Uuuuuuuuggggggghhh.” I held on to her hips and she regained her feet.

She was taking short fast breaths. “Pleeeaaase.”

I stroked out and in. “Uuuuugggggggod!”

She kept her feet this time but her legs were shaking.

I did it again. “Uuuuuuugggggghhhhh. Oh master!” she said panting.

Each time I stroked she was having one of those mini orgasms, they started strong but then petered out, if you’ll pardon the pun.

I started stroking more methodically and before long she was becoming incoherent.

Uuuggghhhh, uuuuggggghhh, fffffffffnnnnnngggggg, ooooohhhhhh, aaaaaahhhhh, pllllleeeeeeaaaassssse.”

Each time I bottomed out I could feel her pussy muscles pulling me in, milking my cock, greedy for what it was about to receive.

Finally it was time and I pounded her like a jackhammer, fast and furious.

“Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee­eeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.......”

As I came she screamed and then collapsed, half on the bed and half off.

Now my knees were buckling. After a moment I managed to catch my breath and lift her legs onto the bed.

I lay down beside her and slept another hour.