The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

The next morning, it was Jim’s turn to be off from classes and work, while Violet had to go to her morning shift. It was late morning before Jim got out of bed, feeling well rested. He did his business, then went into the kitchen to grab some food, dressed only in his boxers. Grabbing an apple, he sat down on the couch clicked on the TV, and took a bite. That was when something caught the corner of his eye, and he nearly choked on the apple. In the stuffed chair partially across from the couch, there was a young woman where a moment ago there hadn’t been.

She was dressed in a short skirt and blouse, with high heel sandals. Her brunette hair was wavy, and her hazel eyes had a mischievous glint. She sat looking at him with her legs crossed and her lips upturned in a sly smile.

“So, you must be Jim,” she said. Jim nodded slowly. “My, but you are handsome. I wonder if that lovely face comes complete with a lovely package. Stand up and show me.” Jim found himself standing up and slipping his boxers off. He felt something tingle along his penis and he quickly grew fully erect. The woman nodded, smiling a bit wider. “Not bad, not bad at all.”

Jim wanted grab the throw pillow and cover himself, but he found he couldn’t move at all. He was frozen in place, standing tall, with his penis bobbing out in front of him. He was at least able to blink, breath, and move his eyes, and he found he could still talk. “Who are you?” he said. The woman’s smile grew into a wicked grin.

“Who the fuck do you think?” she said.

“Sara?” Jim said faintly. Sara nodded once, her grin widening. Jim swallowed hard. “If this is about Doug—”

“Of course it’s about Doug,” said Sara. “Your girl fucked around with my boy, so I’m going to repay the favor.”

“Sara, please, wait,” said Jim, eyes going wide with fright as Sara stood up. “Whatever you’re about to do, please don’t. Violet just wanted to help him, she didn’t mean to—”

“Oh, shut up,” said Sara, and Jim’s words died on the spot, his mouth clamping shut. She raised her hand, and Jim felt himself float off the floor a few feet. Sara beckoned and he floated forward. Jim tried to struggle, but he was stuck in standing position, completely stock still. His muscles flexed, but his limbs never budged, he couldn’t even move his head. The only part of his body that seemed at all free to move was his penis, which had begun to tingle again, the sensation moving slowly up and down his shaft and prickling along his penis head and testicles. Despite his fear, Jim let out a soft gasp, as the feelings became pleasant then pleasurable. Jim, to his dismay, found his penis twitching excitedly under the magic touch.

Sara smiled up at him. “I wonder how you taste?” she said. Jim’s eyes widened as she leaned down, and he felt her fingers lightly grasp his cock. The tingling sensations suddenly seemed to triple in intensity, the motion becoming faster. Jim let out a loud gasp as Sara’s mouth neared him. He wanted to scream at her to stop, but he couldn’t form the words. His mouth worked silently, and he groaned softly, but some spell had rendered him tongue tied. His breath came heavy as Sara paused, her lips just an inch away from his now throbbing member. Even though she didn’t move her hand, the tingling increased even more and its motion became even faster. A fat drop of pre-cum seeped from the tip and this seemed to be what Sara had been waiting for. She stuck out her tongue and lightly licked the salty-sweet drop of fluid from the tip.

Jim let out a ragged gasp as pleasure simply exploded through his loins. He felt himself rocket towards the brink of orgasm, past the brink of orgasm, and his body shivered in its magic bondage. But to his horror, even though his cock spasmed crazily, he did not feel the pulsing rush of semen shooting through his penis. He hung there writhing in the peak of ecstasy, but he did not achieve release.

“Mmmm,” said Sara, letting his penis go. The sensations in Jim’s penis did not lessen, and he continued to shiver and moan loudly, his penis clenching rapidly in a futile attempt to achieve release. She watched him with a wide grin of delight. She just loved seeing the reaction of someone falling under her power for the first time. Then she floated Jim down, tilting him back until he was lying flat on the ground, face up. Sara loomed over him and Jim looked up at her in terror.

“Well, Jimmy, when your Little Miss Violet shows up, she and I are going to have a very thorough talk,” said Sara. “But until then, I think I’d like to try out this illusion trick she does. Now, of course, it won’t be the same as a psychic illusion; you’ll feel everything that happens with your physical body and all that stimulation will be real, which is going to drive you absolutely bat shit, but hey, it’ll still be more fun than staring at the ceiling.”

Jim tried one final time to gasp out a desperate, “NO!” and managed to make a loud moan that almost sounded like it. Then, suddenly, his living room disappeared, only to be replaced by what appeared to be a giant bed. On the bed, surrounding him, were many attractive women. All were naked, and he recognized them all as women he knew. Co-workers, classmates, teachers, neighbors. He counted at least a dozen around him. They crawled closer to him, and the girl who was directly between his legs, one he recognized as the neighbor who had tried to convince him to cheat on Violet, leaned down and took his penis in her mouth.

Jim let out a ragged cry as the mouth worked him, sucking him hard, the tongue writhing around him like a snake. The other women began to caress and kiss the rest of his body, until one of them moved onto of him and straddled his face. The scent of her pussy, moist and quivering before him, was intoxicating and he found, despite fighting as hard as he could, that his mouth eagerly licked and sucked at her. At some point, he felt the mouth on his cock release and then someone mounted it as well. Then the woman on his face lifted off and a pair of breasts presented themselves to his mouth. His lips sought the nipples eagerly. The world became a blur of soft flesh, warm wetness, intoxicating scents and tastes, and unending pleasure without release.

Sara watched Jim dissolve into the sea of sexual overstimulation, amused by the sight. Four apartments down, she could feel the wonderful, blazing energy of Doug trapped in a spell that was rebuilding all the frustration Violet had eased out of him. It would take Sara a while to build it back up fully and then she would have to see about creating new mystic locks and fail safes so this wouldn’t happen again.

But for now, she would sit and wait for Violet, while both men suffered in sexual torment. Sara figured she might as well enjoy herself as she basked in their radiant lusts. She slipped her fingers beneath the waistband of her shorts and slowly rubbed herself.