The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

My eyes opened wide as my ringtone screamed through my room. I wasn’t happy that someone was calling me so early on a Saturday morning but my good friend Chris was excited about something. I took a few seconds to truly tune into the conversation but I eventually figured out that he had met a psychiatrist that wanted to try hypnosis with him. A little irritated I asked him why he had to call me. He was a little embarrassed but he explained that he wanted someone nearby in case he really did get hypnotized. I argued with him but he eventually convinced me to tag along. Chris explained that I just needed to make sure nothing weird or embarrassing happened if he was made to be a dog or a chicken. I laughed at the idea of my best friend Chris becoming a Chicken. If only it has possible.

Chris arrived at my place to pick me up later that afternoon. I joined him in his car and we made our way to the psychiatrist’s office. I asked Chris how he met the psychiatrist. Apparently they ran into each other at the social we attended the weekend before.

“He bought me a drink. We talked for a bit and then I found out he was a psychiatrist. He told me about his work and that he sometimes does hypnosis with patients.” Chris explained. “He left me his business card when we were done talking and said I should come to his office sometime and try hypnosis. I was a little nervous but he said I could bring a friend if it made me more comfortable.” Chris continued with his story, eventually changing the conversation to the plan for his session. “I did a little reading about hypnosis. Apparently you’re always in control, and they can’t make you do anything crazy, but I brought you along just to be safe.” I nodded as he explained that I just needed to sit off to the side and do whatever I wanted. Apparently I was mostly there to discourage the psychiatrist from doing anything “weird”.

As we arrived at the office, Chris pulled in and parked the car. As he opened his door he left me with one last direction. “Jesse, make sure you don’t listen to the hypnotist too carefully. We wouldn’t want to let him hypnotize both of us.” I laughed at Chris and confirmed that it wouldn’t be an issue.

“Don’t worry Chris” I said still laughing. “It’s not like in the movies where you become completely brain washed and do whatever he tells you to.” Chris joined me for a laugh, but you could tell he was a little nervous as we walked into the Psychiatrist’s office. The secretary’s desk was empty but the Psych was quick to greet us as he saw us from his office.

“Hello Gentlemen!” he greeted. Me and Chris both returned a “Hello”.

“I see you brought your friend from the other night at the social” he said. I was a little startled that he remembered me right away. “You recognize me?” I asked with an awkward laugh. “Indeed. You dropped off a drink when I was talking to Chris. I’m glad you decided to join us. Why don’t we go into my office?” I was surprised that he recalled my face but didn’t think too much of it.

We stepped into his office as the Psychiatrist made his way to his chair. Chris followed him and took a seat on the sofa nearby. I snuck off to a random chair hidden away in the corner of the room. “You won’t be joining us?” the Psyched asked but Chris quickly explained that I wanted to watch to see what hypnosis was like. “That’s fine” he answered, quickly forgetting about me and focusing on Chris. They chatted for a while, almost like I wasn’t there. Excluded from their fascinating conversation I pulled out my phone to waste time.

It didn’t seem like they were starting yet. They casually talked, mostly getting to know each other. It seemed like nothing was going to happen until the Psychiatrist pulled out a pendulum. I glanced over occasionally to see what was going on, though their conversation seemed pretty boring. The Psychiatrist asked Chris to follow the pendulum and listen to his words. It seemed a little cliché but I guess that’s how they did it. I randomly overheard him say a few words here and there.

“Relax”… “Listen”… “Focus”… “Go deeper”… “Fall”…

The same words popped up frequently but I didn’t really pay attention to what they were doing too much. Every time I glanced over Chris was still starring at the pendulum that the Psychiatrist was swinging in front of his face. Nothing to suspect seemed to be going on so I kept playing with my phone.

“Go deeper”… “Just relax”… “deep breaths”… “falling deeper”…

The usual words continued to pop up. He wasn’t even doing anything with Chris. He wasn’t jumping around like a chicken or begging like a dog. He sure was taking his time with whatever he had planned. I was even becoming a little irritated so I did a little investigating to see what Chris was doing.

“Just let yourself go deeper”… “Let go and just relax”… “More suggestible with every, deep, breath”… “falling deeper with every word I say”…

I was finally getting an idea of what he was doing. The same words continuously coming up as he continued swinging the pendulum in front of Chris. Every time he said those words, it was almost as if they jumped out of the sentence. Chris’s body reacted to every word as his posture started to fall and he started laying back further into the couch. Maybe this hypnosis was working on Chris. However, I felt like I was getting a little too interested as the Psychiatrist caught me looking for a little too long. He gazed over to look at me. Like a fool, I looked at him dead in the eyes almost confirming that the session was somewhat interesting. Trying to hide my embarrassment my eyes flew back in the direction of my phone. I did my best to look busy hoping that the Psychiatrist would once again ignore me. I wasn’t worried, but it was more of an awkward feeling. It seemed like he wasn’t distracted by me, not missing a sentence and continuing with Chris who hadn’t spoken in a word in quite a while.

I guess I was right about the hypnosis. The Psychiatrist wasn’t going to make Chris become a chicken or a dog. He was merely helping Chris relax. Seeing his true intentions I dropped my guard and relaxed a little myself. I’m not sure why I was putting up such a defense but it seemed useless to do so. I continued looking occupied on my phone while the Psychiatrist worked on Chris. Knowing he was harmless I started paying attention secretly. Chris looked like he was probably enjoying the session so what harm could come of me taking advantage from the side lines. It’s not like Chris would ever know, he was hypnotized after all. I giggled to myself as I looked over at Chris, making sure to look away before the Psychiatrist caught me again. I made sure not to look his way just in case.

I didn’t even notice that I was no longer keeping my phone on. It was merely resting in my hand in sleep mode as I listing to every word the Psychiatrist was saying.

“It feels so good to let yourself go deeper”… “It feels so good to just relax and let go”… “You are becoming so very suggestible with every word I speak”… “falling deeper with every word that leaves my mouth. Only paying attention to me”…

I started letting myself relax and allowed myself to join in on their session to see what it was all about. Was Chris just playing along or was he really hypnotized? Starring at my phone with a blank stare, I focused on every word he spoke. Taking deep breaths and dropping my guard. “Letting yourself go”.

“Close your eyes” he said, probably speaking to Chris, but I couldn’t help but follow along. I should probably keep my eyes open, but it felt good to just follow along. As my eyes closed the room went dark.

“Don’t worry. As long as you can hear me, you can continue to fall” he said next reassuring me that it was okay to close my eyes. “Just continue to listen, relax… and fall.” As he kept on talking, his words started to resonate through my head becoming the center of my attention. I tried to tell myself to open my eyes and do what Chris asked me too, but it was starting to feel so good. Each word becoming clearer in my head. Every sentence more important than the last. It was almost as if his voice was becoming louder in my head. Like he was completely focused on me. Like Chris was gone.

“Open your eyes Jesse” spoke the voice. I felt a little woozy but I shook my head and opened my eyes. I immediately noticed the Psychiatrist standing right in front of me. I sat back into my chair surprised that he was standing at my feet.

“Are you okay Jesse?” he asked. I stumbled to respond “ye-yes… I was just thinking about something” as I found my phone in my hand and turned it on.

“Maybe you like to look at the pendulum as well Jesse?” he said as he pulled his pendulum in front of me and began swinging it like he did with Chris. I tried to avoid looking at the pendulum and did my best to play with my phone.

“Look at the pendulum Jesse.” He ordered and my eyes obeyed. They immediately fixated on the swinging pendulum, wasting no time going back and forth.

What was I doing? Chris asked me to keep watch on him, but now I could only watch the pendulum swing back and forth. Left to right, side to side, why was it so interesting.

“Sir, Chris asked me…” I started, trying to get him to stop. He interrupted me, telling me Chris was in a peaceful sleep.

“Don’t worry Jesse. It’s your turn to relax. Chris had his turn and now it’s yours. Just let your worries slip away and begin to enjoy this feeling”.

“B- but…” I stuttered.

“So easy to just follow the pendulum Jesse. Such a good boy” he said cutting me off again. He was right. Starring at the pendulum felt better with each swing and his words made my thoughts fade away. Perhaps I could just slip away this one time. Chris wouldn’t be that mad…

Eventually, he put the pendulum away. The motion of my head turned from swinging back and forth to nodding up and down. Agreeing with whatever it was he was saying. As the ecstasy of this trance began to set in, a soft, happy grin appeared on my face. Everything felt so good. My body was numb with pleasure while my mind was becoming empty of thoughts. I didn’t even know what was going on anymore. I was right to give in. To “listen”. To “obey”…

I couldn’t hear him anymore, but it was like my mind was talking to me.

“Suck Jesse. Suck.”

And as his penis slithered into my mouth, sucking was all I could think about doing. I wrapped my lips around his cock and starting sucking.

“That’s right Jesse, suck like a good boy…” he said, smirking while his new pet played with his penis…

“3, 2, 1 and. Wake up Jesse!”

A flash of pleasure ran across my body as I inhaled a large breath. As the oxygen entered my body it felt like I was waking up. What was I doing? Right, I was supposed to be watching Chris. But as my brain started to function by itself again, I noticed I was staring at a penis directly in front of my face. An erect penis that I was currently stroking with my right hand. My groggy face eventually turned to a surprised one as I made the connection that an erect penis is usually attached to a person. Who? I took my eyes off the penis and looked up. It was the psychiatrist.

“You seem to be enjoying yourself Jesse.” he said laughing. He was standing in front of me with his hands placed on his hips.

“Wha-What’s going on Sir?” I asked trying to make sense of where I was and what I was doing. I looked back down at his penis. Still stroking it, I started to understand what was happening. I pulled my hand away and fell backwards onto my bum and crawled backwards. “Sir?”

“What’s wrong Jesse? You were just letting yourself relax.” he said as I attempted to make as much space in between us. As I moved backwards, he took slow steps towards me. I continued to move away, giving me a chance to regain my composure. For whatever reason, I felt dizzy. Did he hypnotize me? I tried to make sense of everything but as I as became more aware of what was going on, I started to realize just how much trouble I had gotten myself into. As he closed the gap in between us I noticed that the psychiatrist was missing all of his clothing. Nothing but his undershirt remained. I looked over at the pile on the ground where his clothing lay, only to notice there was someone else’s beside it. Whose? I looked down… Mine! My body was naked. I only had my ankle socks left, the rest was gone.

“Jesse” he said as my back hit a wall. “Why don’t we have a little more fun?” I looked behind me to confirm that I did indeed back into a wall. I looked forward again only to notice his erect penis heading for my face again. Step by slow step with came closer and closer to my face. I couldn’t look away or run. I just sat there, waiting. Why?

“It’s time to relax again Jesse. It’s time to just give in and enjoy this feeling. Just accept it. Allow yourself to slip away.” As his penis sprung up into my face I starred at it once again, pushing my head back against the wall. I did the best I could to fight the feeling in my mind. I wanted to run, but I was frozen in place.

“Help me Chris…” I said weakly before he continued talking.

“It’s okay Jesse. Just be a good boy and go deeper. Give into this pleasure. Allow your body to slip away into a beautiful trance…”

“Sir…” I argued, trying my best to stop him.

“Jesse. Let go. Slip away and surrender your control to me…”

“Si-…” I started before the head of his penis softly pushed against my lips. As he continued whispering, his penis slid into my mouth.

“Suck Jesse. Be a good boy and suck Jesse” said the voice in my head again. So I listened…

“3, 2, 1. Wake up Jesse!”

Once again my eyes opened wide. A deep breath rushed into my lungs. Starring at the penis I was stroking I realized what I was doing. I smile crossed my face as I looked up at the Psychiatrist’s face. He smiled back. His hand reached down and tilted my head up. My body followed him as he guided me into a standing position in front of him.

“Such a good boy Jesse.” He praised as he moved in to kiss me. I accepted his lips as my hand slipped off his penis, and onto his chest with my other hand. We continued kissing until he reached under my bum to pick me up. He lifted me into the air against his body and kissed me again. I was too busy trying to accept his passionate kiss to figure out what was going on anymore. He moved over to a lazyboy and sat us down. His back fell into the chair as I sat down on his lap. Our make out session went on as my hands searched for something to do. One made its way back to his shaft while the other found his chest again. I accepted his kisses and stroked him because… because…

As he explored my body, his hands felt like they had suddenly gained a purpose. One slid in between my legs and under my bum while the other reached for his shaft. He gently guided my hand off his penis, so I placed it on his chest with my other hand. He gripped his shaft and lifted me up with his other hand. I was too far gone to realize what was happening at this point. As I straddled him in the lazyboy, he began guiding my hips until I was in position above his cock. The strength that was keeping me up softened gently as it guided me down. Down, down onto his penis. The head of his penis pressed between my butt cheeks. Then he slid it down across the space in between my cheeks until he felt his penis pop into position. He smiled as he confirmed that he had found my ass hole and as he began to let me fall down on his cock he spoke again.

“Fall down Jesse.” My body lowered further as his penis began to cause pressure against my ass hole.

“Fall down.” Eventually the pressure stopped as his penis slipped into me.

“Fall…” My body started to fall.

“Down…” And my head started to get fuzzy…

“Fall…” My thoughts, the little which remained, began slipping away again.

“Fall…” Lower and Lower.

“Fall, all the way down” Lower, until I couldn’t go any lower.

My but cheeks were resting on his groin, the rim of my ass hole finally wrapping around the base of his penis.

“Good boy Jesse”

I could still see him. I felt like I was still there. But I couldn’t do anything. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t say anything… I couldn’t think anymore. I just sat there, on his body… His penis inside me…

“Up” he whispered. My body sprung to action, slowly lifting back up. My ass hole slid up his cock until,

“Down.” My body stopped its ascent and began falling back down.

“Up” “Down” “Up” “Down” “Up” “Down” “Up” “Down” “Up” “Down” “Up” “Down” “Up”

“Down”

Up and down, again and again. My body becoming quicker and quicker with every cycle. But my mind began to slip away with every word he spoke.

“Down” And deeper I went…

“Down” And deeper…

“Down”…

I was gone. Gone again. My mind, gone. No more thoughts. No more will. Just my body, which completely belonged to the Psychiatrist now. As he saw the hypnotic look return to my face, a seductive smirk crossed his face once more. He continued to guide me along his penis. My quiet breaths started turning into noticeable moans. I started panting as the once slow rhythms had turned to much faster thrusts. My body was mindlessly jumping up and down on his cock for pleasure, no longer needing his words to guide me. Now his hands were guiding me. They moved me around, making me do whatever he wanted me to do. However, all he was interested in making me do was go up and down his cock. I stared into his eyes for guidance. For my next task, but they just assured me that everything was going to be okay. They told me that I was doing exactly what I needed to be doing. Listing… Obeying… Riding my Masters penis…

The pleasure began to intensify. So much, that my moans and pants were the only thing I was capable of doing anymore. My legs were beginning to quiver as my body became weak. It was almost as if I was becoming paralyzed by the overload of pleasure. The Psychiatrist could sense my weakness. He knew that I couldn’t take it much longer and his hands and body sprung to action. He grabbed my feeble body and stopped me.

“It’s okay Jesse, I’ll take care of the rest” he whispered as he froze me in the air above his cock. “Just go to sleep.” His hips started to thrust upwards, launching his penis deep inside me. I moaned as the base of his penis slammed against my ass hole.

“Sleep.” Another whisper and another thrust.

“Sleep.” And another.

“Sleep.” My body beginning to shake, my mind crumbling.

“Sleep.” With every thrust he whispered “Sleep.” Until my body could take no more. Sperm started spitting from my penis as he repeatedly pounded me with his cock. My entire body quivered as I cried out. Deep pants and moans were mixed in, but with every breath of air in and out, I became more quiet. With every thrust, the last remaining thoughts slipped away from me.

His motions followed my breaths, slowing down as he felt my body relax. Every thrust was weaker than the last. And as the final weak pants left my mouth, my body fell down against his chest.

“Good boy Jesse. Just sleep…” I was gone…

“3… 2… 1… and wake up Chris” whispered the Psychiatrist. I couldn’t help but open my eyes as well. Chris arose from his seat, now sitting up looking at the Psychiatrist.

“Welcome back Chris!” he said as Chris looked around, somewhat dazed.

“Hi… Wow! I feel great!” Chris answered while shaking and fidgeting around to wake up his body. Oddly, I felt pretty good too. I was just sitting over here watching but it felt like the Psychiatrists powers had an effect on me as well. Maybe this hypnosis stuff was real. Perhaps I could try it myself sometime…

Chris and the Psychiatrist stood up and finished their conversation as they walked over to me.

“Looks like were good to go Jesse” Chris said. “Thanks for watching out.” He laughed before the Psychiatrist took the opportunity to more formally greet me.

“You were pretty quiet over there. It looked like you were enjoying yourself.”

“Oh, I must of zoned out or something” I replied unsure of how to respond.

“Maybe you would like to try a little hypnosis yourself sometime?” he asked. I gave him a blank stare back.

“Uh, maybe…” I nervously muttered.

“Don’t worry. I’m sure we could get you nice and deep. Look how much Chris enjoyed it.” He looked over at Chris who nodded with a smile. I kept my focus on the Hypnotist, unsure of how to answer. My attention was stuck on him, but I was almost begging for Chris to get us out of there. I was almost fearful of what he could do… Why?

“Jesse. It’s as simple as letting yourself go. You are always in control, but you have the control, to lose control…” he said, taking another opportunity to advertise his services. I could feel my knees getting weak. I was beginning to feel dizzy…

“That must me how you got me Doc” said Chris as he tapped me on the shoulder. I shook my head and looked at Chris not realizing what he had said. The Psychiatrist laughed at Chris.

“Perhaps…” he replied.

“Well, we best be off.” Said Chris as he reached out to shake the Psychiatrist’s hand. They shook hands and then the Psychiatrist reached out to me. I looked down at his hand puzzled, but quickly responded with my own hand. He held on for what seemed to be an eternity, but in reality was just a short moment.

“Stay in contact boys.” He said as he released my hand. We nodded and finally made our way outside of the office and into Chris’ car. As we left the parking lot Chris wasted no time asking me what happened.

Chris dropped me off at home and I made my way to my room. I put my phone and wallet on the desk as I usually did, but I noticed a card had made its way into my possession. I reached down to grab what looked like a business card, which it was. To my surprise, it was from the hypnotist. It had his office information, but on the back he had written a message for me.

“I’m sorry you didn’t get a chance to experience a nice deep trance yourself, but I could help you with that if you ever wanted to try losing control. It’s very safe, and I’ll make sure to take care of you. Thank you. Look forward to hearing from you.”

I took a moment to analyse the card, and then placed it on the desk. I decided to go complete a few tasks around the house but all I could think about was the Psychiatrist and hypnosis. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to try it myself. Chris did it and everything seemed okay. I walked back to my room and grabbed the card. I read the message again, and convinced myself to phone him. A few digits later and the phone was ringing.

“Hello…”

“Hi. It’s Jesse. We just met?”

“Oh. Hi Jesse. I didn’t think you would answer me so quickly. How can I help you?”

“I was just thinking about your offer… The one about hypnosis.”

“Yes?”

“Well, I was wondering… If you wouldn’t mind…”

“Mind?”

“Hypnotizing me?”

“Oh. I see. You would like to be hypnotized?”

“Yes.”

“Well. I’m sure that I can help you out.”

“Good… Thank you.”

“No problem. You seem to be enjoying today’s session so I figured that you might enjoy trying it yourself. Actually, you looked like you enjoying today’s session quite a bit. I think you may have even fallen under?”

“Haha, oh no. I don’t think so.” I laughed awkwardly.

“Maybe it was just me then. Well, I’m sure we will have fun. Why don’t you stop by tomorrow at five. I’ll be free to have a session with you.”

“Oh!” He caught me off guard with how quickly he was available. “Well, I’ll have to check with Chris to see if he’s free.”

“Oh, don’t worry about Chris. You can come alone.”

“Um…” I wasn’t sure about his offer. “I think I would feel more comfortable if Chris was…”

“Don’t worry about it Jesse. I’ll take care of you. I’ll make sure to be nice and gentle with you so that you can experience a nice… Deep… Relaxing… Trance.”

My worries quickly disappeared as his words magically convinced me. I stood in silence at the other end of the phone. His words started to slow down. His toned switched to a soothing, seductive whisper.

“We’ll put you into a very deep sleep so that you can begin to experience the true pleasures of hypnosis.”

The room started to fade away and my mind was getting dizzy again. My knees felt weak so I sat down onto my bed. It was almost as if memories were rushing back into me.

“All you have to do is come here and listen to my voice. And let me guide you. Guide you into a nice… Deep… Sleep.”

I slowly let my back fall onto the bed.

“Sleep Jesse. Sleep…”

My eyes closed, and my mind faded away…