The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

I returned to my living room with a large glass of ice water, just what my mistress Lauren had requested. I was surprised, however, to find the room empty.

“In here,” I heard Lauren’s voice ring out from the adjoining bedroom.

What I saw as I entered was like something out of a fantasy, something that seemed impossible as a thing that could ever plausibly happen in my life. And yet, here it was.

Lauren was sitting on my bed. She had stripped off her coat, and the tight, white tank top she had on accentuated her perfectly shaped breasts. Aside from that, she was still fully clothed, just reclining there, legs stretched out like she owned the place, one foot crossed cockily, but playfully, over the other.

And beside her was Jessica, her roommate. Her deeply hypnotized roommate, I mused, noting the dreamy and vacant look in the athletic blonde girl’s eyes. Jessica was on her knees at the foot of the bed, naked, just staring blankly ahead. She looked, for all the world, like the perfect model of a hypnotic sex slave—willing, naked, and helplessly obedient.

Lauren must have seen my jaw drop to the floor. She held out a hand, smiling as she accepted the glass of water I had brought her. She let me stand there and stare for a moment while she took a long sip, her eyes gloating mirthfully the whole time. Leaning forward, she gently stroked Jessica’s head, as if the blonde girl was her very own pet. Jessica, for her part, acted exactly like it, looking up at Lauren like even that small touch was the nicest treat she could receive.

“How’re you doing, Jessie? Having fun?”

“Good, yeah...” the other girl replied dreamily.

“Are you feeling a little less shy after all that?”

“Yeah, just kinda blissed out,” Jessica replied slowly, haphazardly kissing the side of Lauren’s breast, the part of her that happened to be closest to her face.

Lauren giggled at her response.

“As it happens, Jessie here really likes the idea of being dominated, and controlled in the bedroom. Even though she’s not normally into girls, it still really turns her on to obey me. Isn’t that right, girl?”

“Yes, Mistress,” Jessica nodded vigorously.

“When I started hypnotizing her, it was easy to tap into that streak of her personality, and help her let go of her inhibitions and bring that side to the surface.” Lauren continued, “So, for the rest of tonight, she’s going to do anything and everything I tell her.” She looked down at Jessica expectantly.

“Oh, yes, Mistress,” she dutifully agreed.

“Good girl,” Lauren said, and I saw Jessica’s eyes close in pleasure as she responded to the trigger, a small sigh escaping her lips.

“Now, I’m starting to feel WAY overdressed compared to you two,” Lauren said with a grin. “Fix that, Derek.”

“Yes, Mistress,” I replied instinctively.

“Oh, and one more thing,” she added, “take your time with it. Make it worth my while, slaveboy.”

“Yes, Mistress,” I affirmed, quickly kneeling beside her outstretched feet, eager to get to work.

I began by untying Lauren’s right sneaker, and then noticed Jessica hurrying to do the same to the left one. She looked at Lauren, then at me, unsure of herself, as if waiting to learn what her next job was. When I began to pull Lauren’s shoe off, Jessica hastily did the same to the other one. I reached up to peel off Lauren’s top, and found Jessica’s hands there, helping me take our mistress’ shirt off. Together, we removed her bra. I undid her jeans, and with Jessica’s help pulled them down, then off, along with her panties.

I couldn’t help but do a double-take at the sight of Lauren’s bare legs, they were so smooth and shapely and perfect. I ran my hands down them, from her thighs to her calves to her ankles, just appreciating their beauty. And I saw Jessica doing the same thing to Lauren’s other leg.

Realization dawned – she was watching me, and mimicking what I did to Lauren.

“That’s right,” the chestnut-haired goddess said softly, “she’ll do whatever you do.” Lauren grinned.

I smiled back, intrigued, and decided to allow a moment for indulging myself. I let my hands slide from Lauren’s ankle down to her lovely sock-covered foot. Jessica did the same, still carefully watching me for instruction. And so, my eyes fixed on her, I slowly leaned forward and pressed my face against Lauren’s right sole, and planted a long kiss.

I watched Jessica, eager to comply, do the same to our mistress’ left foot. I knew that she didn’t have a fetish for socks like me, and wouldn’t enjoy it, but I wanted to watch her obey. And the sight of the nubile blonde kissing Lauren’s sexy socked feet sent stirrings through my cock. I moved my tongue up and sucked on Lauren’s toes, just for the thrill of seeing Jessica do the same.

Something quite unexpected must’ve happened then—Jessica’s eyes went wide. She looked up at Lauren.

“I...I feel it too!” she said, surprised.

“That’s right,” Lauren replied, smiling maniacally. “You do whatever Derek does to me. And you feel what you do to me.”

“And it feels...kinda good,” The blonde girl murmured. She quickly resumed sucking Lauren’s toes, her earlier timidity now replaced by eagerness.

Together, Jessica and I laid two trails of slow, tender, wet, kisses up our mistress Lauren’s legs, from her toes up her calves, and then even higher. As our tongues worked their way up along the inside of Lauren’s silky thighs, Jessica’s kisses became punctuated by small gasps and moans.

I took the opportunity to go to work on my mistress’ clit, teasing it with my tongue.

I suddenly got even harder as I heard Lauren moan.

“Ohhh god, Derek, your tongue is amazing,” she panted.

“Thank you, Mistress.”

Before I could resume, I noticed that Jessica was eyeing Lauren’s sex hungrily. Her former hesitation seemed to be changing to all-out lust.

“Now it’s your turn, Jess,” Lauren whispered. “Have you ever been with another girl before?”

The blonde coed shook her head. “No, mistress, not like this.”

“Have you ever wanted to? ...wanted to kiss another girl’s clit?” Lauren asked.

“No...” Jessica whimpered, still staring. She licked her lips.

“Do you want to kiss mine right now?”

“Ungh....Yess...” the blonde panted hungrily, her mouth practically watering in anticipation.

In what seemed like an instant, Lauren’s hand was on the back of Jessica’s head, fingers wrapping around her pony tail as she guided the entranced girl’s lips and tongue to all the right places.

I watched as Lauren’s head rocked back, eyes closed in bliss. Jessica was struggling to keep from screaming non-stop, as she felt, on her own clit, the effects of her tongue licking, kissing, and sucking at Lauren’s command. I joined in, kissing and massaging my mistress’ breasts, sucking on her nipples.

Under both of our ministrations, it wasn’t long before Lauren’s hips bucked slightly, a sign that she was coming.

“Unhhhhhhhh....YES....” she moaned, “good...girl....ungh...good boy.....good slaves....keep going....”

Jessica moaned loud and hard, hips gyrating wildly in the air as she continued to eat Lauren out. I could tell she was coming too. Lauren joined her a moment later, a second orgasm washing over her as she pulled her horny roommate’s head harder against her groin.

Lauren’s eyes snapped open as she caught her breath, and she uttered a single simple command.

“Fuck her,” she told me, eyes wide and commanding.

“Yes, Mistress.” I breathed back.

Jessica was on her knees on the bed between Lauren’s legs, leaning way over, her face pressed firmly between the blue-eyed goddess’ thighs. I wasted no time in positioning myself behind the athletic young woman, sliding my rock-hard cock into her wet and beckoning pussy. Jessica let out something between a moan, a gasp, and a shriek as I entered her.

“Oh god yes!” she cried, hips pushing back against me as she buried her face in our mistress’ snatch.

Lauren sat up, and I found myself somehow staring fixedly into her eyes. I felt a deep calm come over me, mind drifting away from the wild throng of hot, pulsing flesh that we were both part of. Dimly, I felt Jessica’s pussy clenching around me as another orgasm rocked her body. Her moaning seemed miles away, I was so lost in my mistress’s eyes.

Lauren spoke simply, but commandingly, wearing a coy smile.

“I hope you know, this is just your warmup for me.” She blew me a kiss.

“Yes, Mistress Lauren,” I panted, cock somehow growing even harder as she teased me.

“Good boy,” she moaned, letting her body fall back onto the bed again as another climax neared.

“Mmmmm....” Lauren added, catching my eye again. “As long as I’m wearing these, you might as well enjoy them.” Her eyes flicked down, and I started to follow her gaze. Before I knew it, she had her sock-covered feet pressed firmly against my face. They were soft, and warm, and slightly damp from her sweat.

“Breathe deep and worship my feet, boy,” she taunted. “I know you’ve been dying to all night.”

I gleefully obeyed. A moment later, I felt Lauren’s whole body shaking as she came again, and Jessica immediately followed suit. My mistress’s feet fell away from my face, and I looked down at her, catching her breath. Panting, she grinned back at me, eyes burning with lust. Then, as I watched her, Lauren reached down between her legs with one hand.

“Sleep, Jessie,” she commanded, tapping the blonde girl on the forehead. She slumped against both of us, her body collapsing into a helpless pile on the bed. Lauren looked back up at me, grinning even wider as she gently rolled her entranced and prone roommate into a more natural position.

“So is your cock painfully hard yet?” she teased.

“Yes, mistress.” How could I answer any other way?

“Perfect,” she said, “in that case, get over here and let me play with it.” She crooked one finger, beckoning me.

I practically tackled her right then and there. I didn’t just want her, I needed her. She told me I needed to fuck her, so that’s what I was going to do, and nothing could stop me. Within a second I was inside of her, thrusting even harder and faster than I thought was possible. Lauren’s eyes went wide, staring up at me in astonishment as I savagely pulled her legs up, crossing her ankles and pinning her perfect feet against my shoulder, allowing my cock to slide even deeper and harder into her wet pussy. Moments later, her surprised gasps gave way to moans, then outright screams of ecstasy.

I’m not exactly sure what happened next. One moment, my mistress Lauren was underneath me, legs up in the air, and I was pounding into her as hard and fast as I could. And then, the next thing I knew, I was lying down on the bed, arms and legs spread, cock pointing straight up in the air. Had I passed out? Had she triggered me? I couldn’t even tell if my cock was still hard, or had gotten hard again. It was a surprising sensation, having the world swooped out from under me like that...but kind of exciting at the same time.

Lauren and her roommate Jessica were kneeling above me, and I realized that their fingers were wrapped delicately around my shaft, gently caressing all the right places. I tried to sit up, but found that I couldn’t—my hands were tied to the bedposts.

“Welcome back, Derek,” Lauren said with a mischievous smirk. “You did well. VERY well. You’re such an excellent hypnotized toy. So obedient, so suggestible....mmm, and so responsive,” she said, giving my cock a squeeze and watching me gasp involuntarily. She leaned in as she continued, her face mere millimeters from mine, elegant brown hair spilling around our faces as she whispered.

“But you’r more than that even.... You’re loyal, I guess? I don’t really even know how to describe it, but there’s something special about you. And it all adds up to make you very easy to love.” She kissed me sweetly on the lips. “Mmm, and SO much fun to play with too...”

“Anyway,” my mistress continued, “since you did such a good job being our helpless, obedient fucktoy, I wanted to give you a little reward. Something that I think might be especially fun for you.”

As she spoke, Lauren repositioned herself, straddling me. I could practically feel her pussy dripping onto my cock, and longed for that contact, longed to plunge my cock into her. But try as I might, the ropes that held me stopped me from getting the leverage to do so.

Mistress Lauren smiled gleefully.

“I know the horny little teenager inside you just can’t get enough of my pussy, especially when I ride you like this. And we also know the little sock-boy in you just can’t resist the urge to press your face against a hot girl’s little white socks.”

I nodded.

“Aww, he’s blushing,” Jessica blurted out to Lauren, giggling girlishly as she turned to me. “Don’t worry professor Belton, no need to be embarrassed. It’s really kinda cute, once you get used to it.”

“Plus it makes it so very easy to tease him,” Lauren added. “Anyway, since I know that’s something you fantasized about, I figured we could make it happen for you as a little treat.”

Both girls grinned maniacally at me. Slowly, tauntingly, Jessica shifted around, bringing her legs forward. She held her sock-covered feet out, just above my face. Then, locking my gaze with hers, Lauren slowly lowered herself onto my rigid cock. I gasped, trying to regain some composure as I felt her tight pussy squeezing my cock perfectly. And no sooner had I tried that than I felt Jessica’s socked feet pressing firmly against my face.

I was in heaven.

“Kiss them,” I heard Lauren say as she slowly began to ride me. Happy to obey, I began kissing and nuzzling Jessica’s socked feet.

Jessica, to my surprise, immediately began trembling and squirming. Her feet lifted up for a moment, and she turned to Lauren.

“I...I feel it on my clit?!” she said, astonished. “Oh gawd...” she whimpered meekly.

“Mmm-hmm,” replied Lauren, “that’s you’re reward for being a good and obedient hypno-slut tonight.”

“Ohhh, thank you Mistress,” she panted frantically, shoving her feet back onto my face, rubbing them sensually against it, and against each other, a moan escaping her lips.

Lauren reached out and slipped her hand around her roommate’s head, pulling her lips onto her own awaiting nipple.

“Suck it, kiss it,” she panted between strokes. “Worship me, slut!”

Jessica’s eyes went wide as Lauren sharply commanded her, as if shocked. An instant later, she had her hand between her legs, masturbating furiously as she kissed all over Lauren’s breasts, letting out muffled moans as she sucked our mistress’s nipples. Within moments, Jessica was coming again. Lauren and I followed suit shortly after, and the three of us curled up into a blissed-out pile of bodies.

“So Laur,” Jessica said after we caught our breath, “you can, like, make him do anything?”

Lauren looked at me and laughed.

“No, not ANYTHING. I can’t make him fly, of course. Hypnosis isn’t magic – I don’t control the laws of time and space. And I couldn’t make his heart stop beating, or anything like that. I don’t control his brain directly; I just control his mind.” She caressed the back of my neck as she explained, and I couldn’t help but smile contentedly.

“It’s neat,” Jessica said quietly. “Could I maybe try it some time? I mean, could you, like, show me how?”

“How about right now?” Lauren replied, gesturing for me to sit up. “How about it, Derek – you wouldn’t mind letting Jessie try to hypnotize you, would you?” She smirked knowingly, and I smiled back, heart beating faster at the thought that I would soon be going under again. “Of course, Mistress.”

I sat there idly, with growing excitement, as Lauren handed her pocketwatch to Jessica. The two conversed for a few moments, Lauren giving her roommate some basic instructions and pointers. Another minute after that, and Jessica was talking to me instead.

“Just watch the watch,” the blonde coed intoned, timidly swinging the silver timepiece back and forth. “You don’t need to do anything but relax, and let your eyes follow the watch back and forth....just watch it swing, and listen to my voice.”

Her voice was halting, I noticed – not as smooth and flowing, or as practiced, as Lauren’s. But, nevertheless, I did feel my eyes starting to lock onto the watch, tracing its arc back and forth without even trying – just as I was being told to do.

“That’s right,” Lauren whispered softly from behind me, “you simply can’t resist the watch. Even when Jessie swings it, it’s just as hypnotic as when I swing it...there’s no way you can resist going into trance when you see my watch swing...when Jessica swings my watch, you find it’s every bit as hypnotic as when I use it...”

I wondered, briefly, if she was right, wondered if this would work despite it being Jessica’s first try. But soon I had my answer: I felt my limbs getting heavy, my eyes droopy, my facial muscles limp and relaxed. I quickly lost track of what the two coeds were saying, quickly resolved to just give in to the lulling, monotonous drone of Jessica’s words as Lauren helped her coax me into hypnosis.

Then, out of the blue, there was a new sensation. I felt an urge to do...something, but I wasn’t sure what. As my drowsy mind tried to process it, I heard a voice, my voice: “I am going deeper and deeper into hypnosis...” There, that was it, that felt better. I felt relaxation washing over me, soaking in deeper. I really liked that feeling, I thought to myself.

I heard my voice again, saying something more. It sounded like “I am deeply hypnotized”, I think? That seemed right. I was deeply hypnotized, so it was probably me saying it. And it felt so wonderful, I loved being in a trance like this.

“1...2...3...wide awake!” I slowly opened my eyes, and saw Jessica returning Lauren’s pocketwatch.

“I almost can’t believe that worked!” Jessica said excitedly.

“Yeah, great job!” Lauren encouraged. “Isn’t it fun? Did you enjoy yourself Derek?”

I nodded, yawning.

“Absolutely! I feel so calm now, like I’m going to sleep really well tonight.”

“Yes, I’m sure you will,” Lauren replied with a grin as she kissed me goodnight.