The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

A little over a week later Arianna waited at the front of the elevator for it to reach their destination. Behind her, on the left side of the elevator, stood two sets of Pleasure Bunnies. Britney and Missy waited at attention, devoid of anything but absolute obedience. Neither had put up much resistance to their reprogramming and, due to the lack of intelligence needed to perform their new duties, had been accelerated through the stages of brainwashing. Missy stood slightly behind Britney, holding a leash in her hand which connected to the black collars both Bunnies wore. At this point in their training it was virtually impossible for either to move without being commanded, but Arianna amused herself by requiring Missy to make sure they stayed that way.

The main attraction was on the right side of the elevator. When its occupants reached their floor, Arianna turned around and nodded for Britney and Missy to follow her. Both obeyed without hesitation. Turning to the right side, Arianna instructed Kristen, who also held a leash in her hand, which connected to the collar around Lauren’s neck, to follow as well. Kristen nodded slightly and yanked a bit on her former Mistress’ collar. Lauren followed without speaking, smiling softly as her body swayed in the clear pink platform heels she wore. The brainwashed girl was scantily dressed in very tight shorts that barely covered her ass and a cut off t-shirt that read I was brainwashed into a Pleasure Bunnie and all I got was this lousy shirt. The name tag that hung from the collar around her neck bore a new name that the simplified girl had lost the privilege of comprehending.

Kristen recalled the past week’s events with great joy. A few days after their capture Lauren, in a moment of coherence, attempted to escape. Using a needle she found on the table next to her bed she stabbed the nurse Bunnie watching her in the eye, blinding the slave. The former goth girl began to make her way down the long hallway her room was in. Little did she realize however that the collar around her neck logged her movement and immediately sounded a silent alarm when she moved out of proximity. Near the end of the hall, after passing ten or so rooms, she stopped and looked into one. Inside a tanned Bunnie stared straight ahead while the machine she was strapped into fucked her repeatedly.

Her pause to view the training session would be a fatal mistake for Lauren Collins. Three guards, two males and one female, moved down the hall towards her. She began to move in the opposite direction, but ran straight into Arianna, whose recent interest in psychical training allowed her to easily grab and toss the girl against a nearby wall. Lauren managed to squeeze her way out of her captor’s grasp, but before she could run more than a few steps Arianna pulled a remote out of her pant pocket and pressed a button on it, causing the girl to trip and fall flat on her face.

Arianna moved forward and kicked Lauren in the ribs with her boots. She stepped back to allow Lauren an attempt at getting up. The girl took one step but found her balance was off and again fell, this time forward in the direction of Arianna. The purple haired Mistress leaned down, stroked the girl’s cheek, and calmly explained to her that the privilege of walking or running without a pair of high heels on had been taken away from her.

Lauren began to cry, unable to entirely fathom the moment. Arianna pulled the girl up a little and brought her into a tight embrace. She pulled the girl away after a minute and kissed her on the mouth. “You are a very bad girl.” Before Lauren could ponder Arianna’s statement, another push of the remote in her captor’s hand blanked her mind and forced her into a kneeling position. She looked up at her controller, softly smiling and tilting her head to the right side after a moment. The girl remained in place for a few minutes while Arianna sent one of the guards to fetch a pair of shoes for Lauren. Eventually, one of the males returned with a pair of black platform sandals. Arianna nodded and the guard handed them to Lauren, who stood up and slid them on. She would offer no resistance from that point on.

The four Bunnies and their controller stopped for a few minutes at a doorway while Arianna spoke to someone. Kristen didn’t care who it was, her only focus was on service. While waiting, her glance turned towards Lauren. Her former Mistress now stared blankly ahead, a small, vapid, smile on her face at all times now. Lauren’s psychical makeover had been completed for the most part yesterday. Her hair had been dyed a blond color that was nearly white. The pink acrylic nails on her fingers matched the platform heels on her feet. Her body had been tanned slightly and just this morning she had begun a training regimen so her body will be more tone. Anything else, breast augmentation, level of service, and so on, would be at the whim of her buyer. Right now, the former Lauren Collins could obey basic instructions and serve adequately in a variety of sexual means.

Kristen’s own makeover had finished earlier in the day. After a day, or maybe two, honestly Kristen’s time line was a little fuzzy, her hair had been cropped off into a “pixie” style, as per her new girlfriend Celia. Although it was taking her some time to adjust to it, Kristen liked her new haircut. Adjusting to the lack of makeup she wore now was also going slowly. Celia decided that they would both stop wearing makeup together and Kristen, her mind still a little fuzzy and very docile, nodded along dreamily. Her lover had made a good choice; she liked her new look. From afar she looked very boyish, yet her recently enlarged breasts gave her away. All that mattered was that her lover liked it, and if looking like a feminine boy with D cup breasts was what she wanted, Kristen saw no reason to question it. Her revamped body was adorned in a similar pair of shorts to the one the Bunnie whose leash she held in her hand. Instead of the humorous shirt her former Mistress wore, Kristen wore a cut off, and very tight, shirt with a stick figure drawing of Celia and Kristen holding hands under a smiling sun. A pair of black pumps made her bottom stick out a bit.

Soon enough, they were on their way again. At the end of the hallway Britney and Missy were dropped off to be prepared for shipment to their new owners. Britney had been offered to Lauren’s father, who eagerly accepted the simple minded bimbo. The other day Kristen had overheard a programmer saying Britney would be impregnated soon so the Collins’ family line could continue. Missy had not received any acceptable offers yet and would dance in the local corporation owned club until purchased.

After dropping off their precious cargo, Arianna and her two other followers entered another elevator and headed upward. They stood in silence for a minute before Arianna looked over and admired Kristen’s new look. Celia had discussed ideas with her before deciding on Kristen’s revamped style. Arianna shared Celia’s taste in boyish women and was thrilled with how Kristen had come out of retraining. She moved her right hand to one of Kristen’s and squeezed it tightly. Kristen smiled at her, closing her eyes as Arianna leaned forward to kiss her gently.

While waiting for her lover to be programmed, Celia had moved her belongings into a new apartment in the apartment complex of Pleasure Bunnie Headquarters. Before the door could finish making the swoosh noise as it opened Celia ran to the door and jumped into Kristen’s arms. The lovers hugged, Kristen burying her head on Celia’s shoulder. After a moment, they pulled away and stared at each other. Kristen squinted slightly, noticing for the first time that something had changed. She put a hand on the side of Celia’s newly cropped hair, which was now as short as hers. “Your hair...?” Kristen smiled. Celia returned the smile and ran a few fingers underneath her lover’s enlarged right breast.

“Your...breasts. Very nice.” Kristen blushed and leaned forward to kiss her lover. From the kitchen Sarah Collins, adorned in a maid uniform, came out to the living room and announced that lunch was ready. No one was sure yet what would happen to her, but her husband had decided it was time to trade her in for a new, younger, model. Arianna, via Kimberly and William, had negotiated the corporation taking her off his hands. Her domestic skills were second to none; the Mexican lasagna and broccoli soup she prepared was wonderful. Arianna, her sister, and her lover, sat down to eat quietly enjoying each other’s company and conversation. While finishing off her soup, Kristen remembered that Lauren was still waiting, smiling, for them by the door. Arianna remoted Lauren to join her mother in the kitchen to clean up their meal. Neither could recognize the other at this point, but they worked together efficiently to clear the dishes and garbage.

Kristen finished her meal and joined the conversation with the sisters sitting around her. They caught her up on the past week, telling her about Missy and Britney, Kimberly’s friend Chris, and what would happen to Lauren. She felt detached from her former lover’s fate. During a quiet moment, Arianna brightened and told her there was one more surprise. Arianna used her universal remote to bring Jenny into the room. The Bunnie had been brainwashed into a similar state as Lauren. Her hair was also almost white, but the bright blue eye shadow and heavily penciled eyeliner she wore made her look like a living, obedient, doll. As she approached and snapped to attention, Kristen noticed for the first time the name tag hanging from the girl’s collar read “Jenni” instead of “Jenny.” Whatever.

Arianna caught her attention with a touch of the hand. “Sweetie, it gets even better. You’ll like this!” A few more clicks brought Lauren into the room as well. A chill went through Kristen as both girls stood at attention before their controller. She got up and walked over to them and looked between and around them. Kristen stepped back to continue viewing Arianna’s demonstration.

Another button push and they turned towards each other and smiled. Each Bunnie began to recite a script to the other about obedience, femininity, and their place as Pleasure Bunnies. Their eyes became distant, beautiful, and glassy. Both spoke in a dreamy voice that sang to the other. Arianna stepped forward and hit the freeze button on her remote to stop both in place. Both Bunnies stood silently like statues. Arianna decided to leave them like that for awhile.

The Mistress turned around to see her sister wrapping her arms around Kristen. The younger girl squeezed tightly and buried her head in her lover’s shoulder. Kristen looked up and smiled at Arianna. Silently she mouthed the words thank you. Kristen had a new purpose. The buzzing in her brain from the unjust release Lauren Collins had bequeathed her was finally gone. She turned and kissed her lover’s hair. Kristen had finally found true love.