The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Amber sat on the couch opposite me eating her pizza. Despite having changed into her flannel pajamas and the icy stare she was sending my way I couldn’t help but think of how hot she had been when she had been completely uninhibited just an hour earlier.

I gave her my best apologetic grin, “too much?” I asked.

She finished her bite and thought to herself.

“It’s not that it was too much. I think it was too much too soon. And without my consent.”

We both knew from the hypnobirthing classes that hypnosis was not mind control and Amber could never be made to do something she was not ok with doing, but she was still right. I hadn’t cleared that scenario with her and that was not all right.

“You’re right, “ I replied. “I got ahead of myself and took advantage of the situation. I won’t take control away from you like that again.”

Amber coughed, “don’t say that!”

I looked at her quizzically, waiting for her to continue.

“I… I didn’t mind losing some of that control. It was kind of nice. I’ve had so much on my plate lately it felt good to just give up thinking for a bit…”

I noticed her eyes glass over for a second before she shook her head back to reality.

“But it was too intense and we weren’t ready for it. We could have burned the house down. You’re lucky I snapped out of it.”

I started to panic, worried that all the work I had just laid would have been blown on one foolhardy rush.

“So how do we practice going forward now?”

She stood up, her pizza plate empty, “I don’t know.”

She left to the kitchen and I was left biting my lip, trying to figure my way out of this.

“How about something small?”

I could hear her rummaging through the pizza box in the kitchen, “what do you mean small?”

She came back in and I had my plan ready to go, “small. Like individual suggestions. Nothing that can wrestle away control like that last one, at least not yet.”

She took a bite of her fresh piece, chewing over the idea. I persisted.

“And we install a failsafe. A codeword. If you’re ever not on board with something you say the codeword and I’ll stop it. That way you stay in control, but you don’t have to come out of the trance to have some input.”

She nodded, seemingly getting on board with the idea, “what’s the codeword?”

“Whatever you want it to be.”

“Stoplight.”

“Felt like you had that one ready.”

She shrugged, “stop seems to easy and like a word I might want to use in other contexts. Stoplight has the same connotation but I’m less likely to say it in normal conversation.”

I smiled, “seems fair.” I stood to put away my empty plate, collecting hers as I went.

I placed them in the dishwasher and walked to the bedroom when I heard Amber cough. I looked back to see her still on the couch.

“Aren’t you forgetting something?”

I couldn’t figure out what that might be, and it must have shown on my face.

“I took care of you, but nobody has taken care of me yet.”

That was a pleasant surprise, I had thought for sure tonight’s experience would have turned her off. Instead not only was she on board for continuing with the hypnosis, she was still horny right now! Being a good husband I walked over to her and put my hands at the waist of her pants when she stopped me.

“What are you doing?”

I looked at her with an eyebrow raised, confused.

She just smiled, “not like that. Put me under.”

“You’re sure?”

“Yeah. This is just for me though. And if I don’t like something I’ll just stoplight you.”

“That seems more than SLEEP.”

The command caught her off guard and she slumped back into the couch, drifting deeply into wonderful relaxation.

“Amber, just let yourself keep drifting deeper and deeper following only my voice. The only thing that matters right now is my voice. If you can hear me right now give me a smile and feel a light wave of arousal wash over you.”

She smiled and I saw her body shudder beneath her pajamas as the wave of arousal went over her.

“Now I want you to remember that fantasy you were thinking of earlier. Only this time you are going to live through it entirely. Take a deep breath and feel yourself relaxing more.”

Her deep breath raised and lowered her chest, pushing against the loose fabric of her top.

“Now, Amber, I want you to remember that fantasy and where it happens. On your next breath find that the words just escape your lips and you tell me where the fantasy takes place.”

Amber breathed deeply again, her voice barely escaping on her next exhale, “sauna.”

“Very good, Amber. Now I’m going to snap my fingers again. When I do I want you to completely relax into the couch and find yourself transported to the sauna in your mind. Once you are there I want you to live out the fantasy and describe to me what is happening. I may give you some help and direction. You will follow any direction I give you without a second thought even though your conscious mind won’t here it. Do you understand?”

She nodded and swallowed. I took my own deep breath and snapped my fingers. Any remaining tension in her body dissipated as she transported herself to the sauna. I was wondering if she may have gone too deep when she began to speak in a lazy, dreamy voice.

“I’m at the gym and I’ve finished my workout. Going into the change room to go to the sauna.”

I had never been to her gym, so I didn’t know where exactly the sauna was but clearly Amber was visualizing the location very well. She scared me by sitting up on the couch before I realized she wasn’t awake.

Instead of waking, her hands went to her pajamas. She unbuttoned her shirt and pulled it off revealing her breasts, with nipples already semi-hard from the wave of arousal I gave her earlier, and then pulled her pants down. It was all distinctly non-sexual. She was just getting ready for her post workout routine.

“Going to the sauna now, through the door. Sitting down.”

She sighed deeply and smiled, relaxing back into the couch, imagining herself soaking in the heat of the sauna.

I decided to speak up, “Amber, are you alone in the sauna?”

“Yes.”

Well I didn’t know what this fantasy was, so I had no right to judge if she went solo or whatever happened.

“Door opening. Sarah is coming in.”

Sarah? Who was Sarah? I asked her.

“Sarah is a friend at the gym.”

“Describe her to me.”

“She is 25 with long black hair.”

“How does she look right now?”

“Sexy, incredibly sexy.”

“Why?”

“She’s sweaty from the gym. Her curves have beads of sweat running off them. She’s looking at me. Asking about my sex life. She can fix that. Pushing me down on the bench and, ooo…”

Amber fell gently back into the couch, her legs spread wide. I hadn’t expected the fantasy to involve another woman but I was more than happy to go along with it. Her hands went to her crotch and held an imaginary head in place.

“Amber, tell me what’s happening.”

“Her tongue, feels so good. In me, on me.”

One hand moved up to tweak a nipple while the other pushed Sarah’s face into her untrimmed pussy.

I leaned in close, “Amber, I want your pleasure to double now.”

I snapped my fingers and she moaned, her eyes shot open but were unfocused and glassy. They shut again as her hips raised off the couch to meet her unseen lover.

“Amber, are you ready to orgasm?”

“Yes,” she hissed through clenched teeth.

“Then orgasm now!”

Another snap of the fingers and Amber cried out in pleasure, her entire body arching off the couch and bucking wildly. She continued to buck for a few moments before the orgasm subsided and I talked her down.

“As the orgasm ends take your time and just allow yourself to relax back down into the couch. Now, on the count of three you will awaken and remember everything that just happened.”

I counted her up and her eyes blinked, coming back to the world.

“That was… intense,” she panted, still out of breath.

“But good?”

“Yeah.”

“Who’s Sarah?”

“Fuck off,” she laughed as we went to bed.

It was hard getting up the next morning knowing I had to go into work. Being aware that there was a beautiful woman waiting at home to be hypnotized mad concentrating a difficult task. So much so, in fact, that I spent most of my day building a list of our ‘simple’ suggestions. Little things to test how deep her hypnosis was.

This would also be the first time we had tried post-hypnotic suggestions. While I thought they would work well based on last night, I couldn’t say for sure until we tried them.

By the time 5:00 rolled around I had been hard most of the day.

Coming through the front door at home I found Amber in her customary yoga pants and tank top without a bra. She was taking care of our son and feeding him in his high chair. I gave her a kiss and sat down across the table from her.

“Do you want to start with the hypnosis?”

She didn’t look at me, “that’s pretty quick, and I’m a little busy right now.”

“That’s the great thing, we can start doing it while you’re doing that. You don’t even have to stop. Then we can test what we do now later tonight.”

Amber sighed, “fine, when do we start?”

“We already have, and you’ll notice whatever I say slips right through into your subconscious. You don’t even have to pay attention to me, just keep focusing on what you’re doing.”

She hummed an affirmative response and kept feeding our son, though her eyes glazed over a bit.

I had about an hour before we put our son down for the night, so I could afford to somewhat take my time as we went through this.

“Amber, do you remember the sleep command I gave you yesterday?”

“Yes.”

“Very good. I want you to know that command is still in place now and even more powerful than before. The longer you have that command embedded, the more firmly it becomes entrenched. Do you understand?”

She nodded, still feeding our son glassy-eyed.

“Excellent. Now we’re going to start by testing how deep your trance is. I’m going to tell you two colours. I want you to remember those colours when I bring you up. Those colours are red and blue. Now, coming out of trance 1-2-3.”

Amber’s eyes came back into focus and she put down the bowl she had been feeding with.

“What colours did I just tell you?”

She laughed, “red and blue. I think you’d actually have to hypnotize me for me to forget something that simple.”

I smiled at her, “you’re probably right. Do you mean hypnotize you like you are right now? When you’re already so relaxed you just find yourself swaying back and forth as you drift back into trance?”

Her body slumped in it’s seat as she swayed, a dreamy smile coming across her face.

“Yes,” she replied.

I grabbed a toy for my son and he gladly took it to occupy his time.

“Now, Amber, I’m going to tell you two more colours. This time when you come out of trance they will be completely removed from your memory. You will have no recollection of what those colours were. The colours are green and gold. Now, 1-2-3, up.”

Amber blinked a few times, struggling more to come out this time.

“What colours did I just tell you?”

She furrowed her brow, then scratched her head.

“I know you told them to me, but I just can’t remember them for the life of me.”

I looked at her nefariously, “are you sure? Try looking harder, maybe they’re hiding somewhere in the back of your brain.”

She squinted and her eyes rolled back as she tried to look through her entire brain for the missing colours.

“Actually, if you try hard enough and look through your brain you’ll find you might actually short out your brain and drop into an incredibly deep trance, though you’ll remain sitting in your chair.”

Her head started moving back and forth, sending her long hair back and forth while her eyes rolled. The movements became incredibly erratic until, finally, her head snapped forward while her body fell back into her chair completely lifeless.

“Amber, can you hear me?”

She didn’t move at all, which was new. I decided to keep moving ahead, with the possibility she had gone so deep that she wouldn’t even hear my suggestions.

“Amber, here are your simple suggestions for tonight. You will act on all of these even when you are out of hypnosis. First of all I know you have been incredibly busy and tired with the kid, and I completely understand why you haven’t had time to shave yourself recently. Tonight after our son goes to bed you are going to have the great idea to take some time to shave yourself again. You’ll take great pride in doing a great job.”

Still no movement from Amber, just her breath heaving her chest up and down as she drifted in her trance.

“Also, when I say the word invisible, I will immediately become invisible. Everything else will remain the same, but you won’t be able to see me. When I say the word visible, I will become visible to you again. Understand?”

I thought maybe I saw a nod, but I couldn’t tell for sure. It’s possible she just happened to shift a little at that time.

“Finally, when I say pleasure, an immense wave of pleasure will hit your body and you will immediately be ready for sex.”

She whimpered, “stoplight.” I could barely hear it, but I finally put it together and realized my mistake.

“This trigger will not cause another scenario like last night. You will become incredibly horny but you will maintain your wits through the entire evening. Until you orgasm, though, you will just keep getting more and more aroused. If this does not work for you, say stoplight again.”

I waited, but no objection came. I counted her up and she very slowly came out of her trance, looking very groggy.

“How are you feeling?”

She took her time answering, “out of it. Very out of it. Did you give me the suggestions?”

I shrugged, “let’s see. Invisible.”

She nearly bolted out of her chair, “where did you go? What the hell, Matt?”

I waved my hand in front of her searching eyes but she didn’t react to it at all, just gazing as if she could see entirely through it.

“Visible.”

She breathed a sigh of relief.

“It looks like I did give you the suggestions. But I think it’s time for a break to put the kid to bed.”

She looked at the clock, “you’re right. Let’s pick this up where we left off after.”

She picked up our son and carried him away to bed. Maybe my imagination was playing tricks on me, or I was just already hard beyond belief, but I think there was a little extra wiggle in her hips as she walked away.

I putzed around the house, cleaning up after the day. When you have kids, you can’t possibly be prepared for the amount of stuff that you don’t have time to put away during the day. It seems that whenever you have downtime, you end up cleaning.

After about half an hour of that I heard the water in the tub running. Amber must be drawing a bath. Putting away a couple more toys I walked to the washroom to find Amber in her robe.

“Are you having a bath?”

She looked at me slyly, keeping a secret, “yeah, I just feel like I need one right now. We can still practice after if it’s not too late.”

I shrugged and played disappointed, “ok. We can always wait until tomorrow if you’re tired.”

She came and kissed me on the cheek, “thanks for understanding. I’ll be out in a bit.”

She walked away into the washroom. While she was still in earshot I said, “invisible.”

Quickly I stepped into the washroom behind her as she shut the door, the steam from the running bath starting to fog the room. She dropped her robe and I had the pleasure of seeing my wife, fully nude, admiring her body in the mirror. She tested the firmness of her tits then spun and lifted her ass while looking at it over her shoulder. She seemed happy with those, but looked at her pregnancy belly and frowned. While it was getting smaller every day I couldn’t help but think she wished it was gone already and back to the rock hard abs she normally had.

She turned off the tap in the tub and tested the water gingerly with her foot. Content with the temperature she lifted herself in, carrying her body in using her arms and core. I smiled and felt myself growing at seeing her muscles flexing. Leave it to my wife to turn getting into the tub a bit of an exercise.

She sank deeply in the tub and submerged herself, coming out with hair slicked back with water. Her proud breasts popped above the water just below her head. She began to bathe, soaping her upper body. She stood in the tub and placed a hand against the far wall, and thrust her ass out towards me. Her other hand went between her legs and over her ass, rubbing the soap everywhere. Her hand lingered between her legs, soaping her pussy hair thoroughly. I rubbed myself through my pants, my erection starting to push hard against my jeans.

She dropped herself back into the tub and rinsed off. Leaning forward she pulled the plug and the water began to drain. As it did she grabbed the shower head and pulled it into the tub. Reaching around she gathered her shaving cream and razor. When the water was low enough she placed the shaving cream in her hand and slowly, sensuously rubbed down her crotch. I decided now was a good time for me to get undressed.

She grabbed the razor and started cutting away the excess hair. I had never seen her do this before, but I was sure she was taking more time and care to be perfectly shaved than she ever had before. The razor gingerly moved over her mound and around her lips, careful to not cause any damage but also making sure every hair was gone. She breathed deeply as she did it. Finally, finished with the razor, she grabbed the shower head and rinsed away any remaining cream. I moved to the edge of the tub, enjoying my invisibility, and saw a completely bare pussy. It had never been this way before, she had always left a bit of hair. I dropped my boxers, the last remaining piece of clothing. They weren’t doing much good anyway with my boner lifting the boxers up past the point of doing their job.

I was about to reappear when Amber snaked her hand down and started rubbing her clit with her fingers, while also spraying it with the shower head. She moaned a little louder and pressed her pussy into the shower head. It didn’t take long, a subtle shaking overtook her as she had a small orgasm. Breathing hard she turned the shower off again and took a moment to recompose herself. She was about to stand up to get out of the tub when I spoke.

“Visible.”

She jumped back in the tub, shocked, “shit! What the hell, Matt? How did you get in here? Where are your clothes?”

“I thought you might like to see me here.”

“I’m having a bath! I want some privacy, get the hell out!” She grasped for a towel.

“Are you sure? I just thought maybe I could give you some pleasure.”

She gasped and dropped the towel she had reached for.

“What the hell was that?” She touched her breasts, noting her nipples hardening, “why are my nipples getting hard? And why the fuck and am I horny?”

“You’re horny? But you were just pissed at me?”

She stared me down, “don’t bull shit me, you know exactly why this is happening.”

“Are you still pissed at me?”

She closed her eyes and shook her head to clear it, “that… that doesn’t matter right now.”

“Why not?”

“Because right now I just need you to fuck me.”

I leaned on the sink, “I don’t know, I’m not feeling into it right now.”

“Bull shit, you’ve got a boner a mile long,” she leaned back in the tub and put her legs up on either side. With a moan she started rubbing her clit again, “mmmm, so just use that boner on me.”

“What will you do for me to convince me?”

She glowered at me, hungry, “anything. Dammit, just fuck me.”

“How about a blow job to start?”

“Sure,” she said.

“But not just any blow job. Not like last night. I want the best blow job you’ve ever given, you really need to convince me to fuck you after you were just so mean to me.”

“Fuck, fine,” she rolled her eyes and forced her hands away from her pussy. Kneeling she leaned over the edge of the tub and looked at me, “get over here and fuck my face.”

I stood up straight, “only because you asked so nicely.”

I walked over to the tub, where my cock stood at perfect eye height for the kneeling Amber. She looked up at me as she grabbed my shaft and stuck out her tongue, licking up my length. She was trying hard to please me and I had never noticed how long and strong her tongue was, but seeing it snake around my shaft and ripple as she licked almost made me cum right then. But right when that would have happened she brought me into her mouth and started to gently move up and down while still licking. The wetness and massage was incredible. I grabbed her head with both hands and started to pump. If I let her handle it I’d be done shortly, and I wanted my chance to fuck. I started to increase my pace and she responded by pressing back with her hands.

“If you want me to fuck you, just relax and go along with it.”

Her throat instantly relaxed and her hands moved from pushing me away to grabbing my ass and pulling me in. I pistoned into her mouth harder than I had probably ever fucked her before last night, and she was taking it with no issues. I plunged as deep as I could and held my cock there until she struggled. I grabbed her hair and pulled her off, a trail of saliva connecting my cock and her mouth. She looked up at me with anger or lust, I couldn’t tell at this point.

“Now will you fuck me?”

“Get out of the tub.”

She did and I turned her around, roughly bending her over the side. Before she could do anything I shoved my cock into her pussy from behind. She howled in pleasure as I started fucking her hard. After a few minutes the feel of her muscular ass slapping back at my abs had me on the edge.

“Amber, I want you to get ready to cum,” I commanded.

“Yessss,” she hissed back at me. I felt her pussy contract against my cock.

“Amber, cum now!”

She exploded. Her body shook as I continued to fuck her. She grabbed at me and scratched my arms as I held her in place. Her pussy shivered and quaked and drove me over the edge as I came deep inside her. She collapsed over the edge of the tub, panting.

I stood up and leaned back against the sink. I took in my wife. The tousled hair, the ass still somewhat up in the air. The muscles still quivering. She had never been more sexy. I got an idea.

“Amber?”

She slid off the tub and collapsed to a sitting position against the tub, “yeah?”

“How was that?”

“Amazing. So great. Exhausted.” She couldn’t even put a sentence together.

“Good, but you know you’re not done right?”

She looked up at me with an eyebrow raised, “what?”

I pointed to my deflating cock, a mixture of her juices and my cum still sitting on it, “you need to clean me up?”

She laughed and didn’t move, “yeah, right.”

“You told me you would do anything.”

“Yeah, to get you to fuck me. Deal’s over.”

I shook my head, “that’s too bad. Amber, SLEEP.”

She slumped against the tub as her eyes slammed shut.

“Amber, I’m going to give you a new command now. A new suggestion that will affect you even when you are out of hypnosis. That command is the phrase slave mode. When I say slave mode you will immediately become a completely submissive slave. You will refer to me as master and obey all my commands. When I say slave mode off, you will reset back to normal Amber not aware of anything you have done while in slave mode. When I count you up you will wake up not realizing you have just been hypnotized.”

I counted her up and she sat up against the tub again.

“So, this mess won’t clean itself up.”

“Fuck off, go have a shower or something.”

She moved to stand up.

“Slave mode.”

She stopped partway up and sat back into a kneeling position.

“So what are we going to do about this mess?”

“Whatever you want master.”

I could feel my cock stirring, getting ready for round two.

“You made the mess so I think you need to clean it up.

“Yes master,” she grabbed a towel and crawled with it over to me.

“Not with a towel, with your mouth.”

“Yes master.”

She pulled herself into my crotch and extended her tongue, lapping up her own juices and my cum.

“But I’m not a monster here, I do this because you like it. Remember how delicious my cum is?”

“Mmmm,” she intoned as she became more active as she licked and sucked my shaft, balls, and even my pubic hair clean.

“In fact, you love it so much whenever you do this you kind of lose yourself and end up giving me a blow job to try and get more cum.”

Her head accidentally slipped from my shaft to bring my entire cock into her mouth. It was more gentle, more submissive than before, but still amazing and perfect for a post-coital orgasm. I exploded into her mouth. She swallowed it all then sat back and looked at me.

“Slave mode off.”

Amber stood up and grabbed her towel, completely unaware of the service she had just provided me.

“So you’re not going to clean this up?”

“I’ll go figure out our dinner, you can clean yourself up,” she said as she walked out the door.

I smiled to myself as I started my shower.