The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

When the afternoon rolled around and I went for my appointment with Chahna I was still wondering about the whole slave/master thing.

Chahna came to the waiting room and waved me in. As I entered her office she closed and touched me on the arm. “How are you Sam?” She gave me that cute smile with the head tilt.

I noticed she was wearing her hair down today and wasn’t wearing the glasses. It was a much nicer look.

“Pretty well actually.”

“Have you been practicing being assertive?”

“Oh yes, quite a bit, and it’s working out well too.”

“Tell me about it.”

“Ok. First let me tell you about my six armed goddess.”

She went right under. This time I didn’t ask her to undress, I wanted information.

“Chahna, how do you feel about me?”

“I think you’re handsome and nice to be around. I feel attracted to you.”

“Do you think about me when I’m not here?”

“Yes, more and more.”

Something occurred to me. “Chahna, I implemented a time schedule for you to fall in love with me. At the end of six weeks from my first visit you will have fallen for me completely. If I hadn’t given you that schedule how would you feel about me now?”

There was a pause. “I would be yours, body and soul. You would be my master.”

There it was. My gift was not just mind control, it was enslavement. I had to be very careful how I used it.

On the other hand, it seemed like I could modify the slave behavior by giving specific instructions on how the... affected party was to behave and think.

“Thank you Chahna. Last week you were telling me about yourself but we had to cut it short, please continue with your story from where you left off.”

She did, and I learned a lot more about Chahna. But she was only up to the beginning of High School when our time was up.

When I got home things had changed. My formerly messy apartment was shaping up nicely with Kristen at the helm. There were some nice pictures on the walls and a few other decorations that gave it a nice homey feeling.

She was waiting for me in a kneeling position, eyes averted.

“Wow Kristen, you’ve done a wonderful job on the place.”

She smiled but stayed in the same position. “Thank you master. May this slave make a request master?”

The slave persona seemed to be settling more deeply into Kristen’s personality. Now she was referring to herself in the third person. I wondered if this was because of things she had seen and heard during her life of how a slave should behave or was it something inherent in the conditioning.

“Of course Kristen, what is it?”

“This slave would like to invite her grandfather for dinner.”

“Sure, I think that would be great.”

“But we have no place to sit down and eat dinner. Your computer equipment is on the kitchen table. But I think I have a solution.”

Now, my computer had been my constant companion until recently and I didn’t want to have it shoved into a corner or stuck in a closet. I needed it handy, where I could easily use it and have room to function.

“Uuh... Ok. What’s your solution?”

“The apartment next door is empty. We could rent it and make a door to join the two apartments. That way you could use the second living room as your office and we could have this area for entertaining guests. And we’ll have a second bedroom for when you bring home other girls.”

That last bit surprised me. I hadn’t given any thought yet as to the logistics of fitting Chahna into my life now that Kristen was with me.

“Well that sounds like it might work, but I don’t have that kind of money.”

“But I do, and what’s mine is yours. My parents have been putting five thousand dollars a month into my checking account since I started high school. I never really spent much of it. There’s over three hundred thousand in there now.”

“Really? Your parents must be well off.”

“Yes. My father is John McBeth.”

“The real estate mogul?! He’s the richest man in town. Wow, I had no idea.”

“I know. That’s another reason I felt I could trust you. I knew you weren’t after my money.”

I smiled. Of course that would have made no difference once my commands were in place, but it was a nice thought and a logical rationalization. Interesting how the mind tries to find a reasonable explanation for the unexplainable.

“Thank you Kristen. I wasn’t after your money. In fact I wasn’t after you at all, it just happened. But I’m very happy about it.”

She got a big smile on her face and kind of bounced in place.

“I think your idea is a good one. Do you think your grandfather will allow the two apartments to be joined?”

“I’m sure he will, especially if I ask him in the right way and tell him why I want it.”

“Ok. But don’t tell him about the possibility of other girls. He may not like that idea.”

“Yes Master.”

A thought was rolling around in my head but I wasn’t sure I wanted to act on it yet. The whole slave/master thing was kind of a turn on but I found myself wanting a more intimate relationship with Kristen. I decided to think it over before making any changes, I wanted to be sure of what I really wanted from her.

“Stand slave and receive your reward.”

She stood and I took her in my arms and kissed her tenderly. She responded like she wanted sex right now. I pushed her away a little.

“That’s for desert. What’s for dinner?”

The next few days went by quickly.

Kristen was busy remodeling the apartments and I had my work. The nights were magical; we just couldn’t seem to get enough of each other.

By Sunday (she must have paid the contractor extra for working through the weekend) the remodeling was finished. We had two apartments joined by a doorway in the living room.

She had also purchased a nice computer desk for me which we put in the extra living room (now my office) and Sunday afternoon I moved my computer and office stuff to their new home.

Sunday night Jim came for dinner.

Jim and I were sitting in the living room, sipping on our Blue Moons, while Kristen put the finishing touches on the meal.

“Sam, I want to thank you again. You’ve done something for Kristen that I never thought I would see and I can’t tell you how happy it makes me. I still can’t figure out how you did it though.”

“Well Jim, would you believe me if I told you that I’m not sure how I did it myself? I consider myself the luckiest man on the planet.”

“So what do you kids have planned? If you don’t mind me askin’.”

That brought me up a little short. I hadn’t really thought about that myself. “Uh... Well to tell you the truth we haven’t talked much about the future. I mean we’ve only been together for a few days and it’s been a kind of whirlwind thing.” I paused a moment and sipped my beer. I thought I understood what he was really asking. “But I think what we have is permanent Jim. I think Kristen and I will be together the rest of our lives. I don’t know if it’s going to include marriage or not, but I can tell you that I would never do anything that would cause her hurt. She’s already had enough of that sort of thing.”

He seemed to stare into empty space for a few seconds then looked at me and nodded. “Yeah. That’s pretty much what Kristen says too. I just want to be sure you really will take care of her.”

“I will Jim, you can count on it.”

“It’s just that I knew this guy in the Navy. He could turn any girl into his love slave just by looking at her. He was a jerk. He must have left dozens of his kids scattered all over the South Pacific.”

Really? He knew someone like me? I so wanted to ask about it. But I didn’t dare follow that line of conversation.

He continued. “I figure you did something like with Kristen.”

My surprise and fear must have been evident.

“I’m not saying it’s necessarily a bad thing. She seems truly happy for the first time in years. I wouldn’t want her to lose that.”

I made a quick decision. Maybe I could trust just one person with my secret, especially since he already seemed to know.

“Ok Jim. I’m going to tell you my secret. I really hope you keep it to yourself because if it ever gets out I’ll be a dead man.”

I told him about Chahna and what I had discovered about my ‘gift’. I told him how Kristen was just supposed to be a test to see if I could do it on purpose and how she had opened up to me and how she had come back a few days later begging me to let her be my slave.

“Jim I swear I didn’t know this would happen. But I can’t reject her now, now that I’ve seen the improvement in her I don’t want to send her back to where she was.”

“It sounds like you could tell her to be anything. You could tell her to forget about you and be happy anyway, couldn’t you?”

I thought about that. Was I being selfish not sending her away? Would she be ok not being around me?

“I don’t know Jim. Maybe. But I’ve already learned one very important thing about this ability. No matter how careful I am there are going to be unexpected consequences. I didn’t even try to enslave Kristen and look what happened. If I send her away, would she go insane, would she commit suicide? I don’t know enough about this to venture a guess.”

I could see I had struck a chord in Jim. He looked over at his granddaughter and I could see a little fear in his eyes.

“Besides, I think I might truly love Kristen. Never thought I’d say that but there it is. I want her with me Jim. She’s part of my life now.”

He nodded. “I’d hoped that would be the case. It’s just that Axel Stevens was the worst kind of human being. I’m glad at least you’re not like him.”

“Axel Stevens?”

“Yeah, the guy I told you about, in the Navy.”

“Axel Stevens!? You’re sure that was the name?”

“Sure. That’s a name that’s hard to forget. Why?”

“Axel Stevens was my grandfather, on my mom’s side.”

We both got quiet for a long time.

Finally Jim cleared his throat. “Well, looks like this thing skips a generation.”

“Or maybe it’s only passed on to males.” I countered. “He died when I was a kid. His boat sunk when he was on a fishing trip off Baja.”

“I’m sorry for your loss son... but I’m not sorry for him. He needed to die Sam, the man had no conscience.”

“Maybe. I guess I’ll have to take your word for it.”

Kristen’s voice came from the kitchen. “Dinner’s ready you two. Come and get it.”