The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

December 3rd

BROOKE

I have to admit, this wasn’t quite the reunion I was expecting. It was great to see Angela again and talk old times just like we used to. Getting a break from the grind in L.A. was good and how better to spend the time than with my old college buddy. It’s just that I didn’t expect to have her announce to me that she’s in a gay relationship with her own roommate.

I have to admit to being taken aback by it. Angela never struck me as the kind of person to lean that way. It’s not that I have a problem with gay people, far from it. Hell, in L.A., they’re part of the territory. It’s just that I didn’t expect Angela to go for that, especially given the wild nights on the town she and I have had picking up guys. In all that time, I never noticed Angela doing anything that would suggest she harbored a love for women.

Angela was pretty up-front about telling me, I have to give her that. Talked about it almost as soon as I arrived at her apartment. She told me she was happy with what she had and hoped I would understand her decision. What could I do? She is my best friend after all and I couldn’t just turn my back on her. I mean, come on, it’s not like I’ve made the smartest choices in my love life so who am I to judge? I told her the truth. I was a bit unsure, but I supported her all the way.

Angela was really happy with what I told her, glad that out friendship would keep going despite it all. It was about then that her roommate came home. I’ll give Angela this, she has damn good taste. If I was a lesbian or a guy, I’d want Karen too. I’m not too bad in the beauty department if I do say so myself, but I’ve gotta say Karen’s pretty hot. Great body, nice rack, long dark hair, she was pretty good.

We talked a bit and I got the feeling Karen really did seem to care about Angela, which was good. If she had been using her, I would have decked the bitch, but Karen really seemed like a nice woman. Talking with her let me know she really seems like a nice person. Guess I was expecting some leather-clothed dyke with punk hair and a tough attitude. But Karen really is nice. I wish all the best for her and Angela, I truly do.

ANGELA

It was great to have Brooke over again. I was really nervous about telling her about me and Karen and she did seem thrown because of it. But I think I won her over with Karen’s help. She always has that way with people. I can’t tell you the number of times I’ve been confused about our relationship but she just smiles and manages to talk and I just tune out and realize how much I love being with her.

I haven’t told Karen yet about the dreams I’ve been having. They’ve been kind of weird, the same kind I was having just before she and I got together. Images of the two of us making love, that’s pretty standard. Only now something new’s been added. Images of Brooke with both of us, the two of us making love together. And then Karen is added into it, making it into a threesome.

I’m feeling a bit freaked out and I don’t know how to handle it. Brooke’s always been a friend, nothing more but then again, I used to be straight. The weird part is, if I were to have an affair with another woman, I just know Karen wouldn’t be upset. I can’t explain why, but I just feel that she’d approve of it. God, this is so nuts. I’m just now getting used to a lesbian relationship and I’m already thinking of breaking it up.

The thing of it is, the feelings these dreams have created have really come to the surface with Brooke coming to town. It’s like all of a sudden, something’s kicked all this into overdrive and I don’t know how to handle it. Break up a good friendship or hurt my relationship with Karen? I don’t know if I can have both.

KAREN

Oh, this is going better than I thought. The last few months with Angela have been great. All I have to do is wave that watch in the air or say the words “watch time” and she’s out and under. I really haven’t done that much to her, just shifted her interests in sex and made her a little more faithful to me. And it’s been worth it. The sex is mind-blowing but it pales next to the thrill I get putting her under. It’s so incredible to hypnotize her, spend an hour in bed, wake her up and have her do it again with no memory she’s making love so many times a day.

When she told me Brooke was dropping by, I couldn’t wait. I still remembered her from her last visit and I was happy to see she had become even more beautiful since then. That long blond hair, sculpted face and I peeked on her changing to see her great breasts and ass. I want to taste her so bad, it hurts and I’ve got a great way to do it. I’ve been prepping Angela for the last week or so, implanting the suggestions into her dreams and leaving a few hints at home. Tomorrow it all starts and boy, is this going to be fun.

December 6th

BROOKE

Weird. That’s how I can describe the last few days, just kind of—weird. I guess it started when I woke up the first morning here and went for some breakfast. Karen was at the table and smiled as she greeted me. We made a little small talk, getting to know each other stuff, she let me know all the fun stuff I could check out in town, which all sounded pretty cool. She seemed to be fiddling with something on the table and I asked what it was. She held it up to me and I saw it was an old-style gold watch attached to a chain. She held it high for me to see and I have to say, it was really lovely to look at, the way it just hung there in the aid, spinning about a bit. The way the gold reflected off the surface, catching the light. It was so nice to watch the watch, watch the watch, watch the watch....

Ugh, where was I? Oh, yeah, I guess I zoned out for a bit because next thing I knew, Angela was coming in and Karen let the watch drop and smiled at her. Karen told us she was going out for some shopping and told us to just chill out while she was out. Funny, she had this little smile on her face when she said that. AH, well, anyway, Karen went out and me and Angela decided to hang out for a bit.

We ended up in the public park and just talked for a while. We managed to steer clear of the whole gay issue so it was a good talk. We were in a kind of secluded place, talking under a tree with a small pond nearby. Angela kept talking about how nice the pond seemed to be, how the water just glistened in the sun. She kept on talking about it, talking about how shiny the pond was, how relaxing it was to watch it, how lovely it was.

I zoned out again after that, must have been all the heat. Well, it was that night that the dreams started. Dreams of me and Angela together, kissing one another, rubbing our hands over one another. God, it made me so wet when I woke up. Wet and confused. What the hell was that, the gay cottage of all of a sudden?

The last few days have been like that. Just weird things where I zone out whenever Karen or Angela talk, something I don’t usually do with people. And the dreams are increasing. The images are becoming more distinct and I’m becoming more excited about it all. God, how would Angela feel about this?

ANGELA

I really can’t explain how this happened. It was just a sudden urge, really, but it’s been growing. It was when Brooke and I were in the park that it really hit me, just a spur of the moment idea, but one that really seemed to work. I had paged through a couple of hypnosis books and some stuff online but really didn’t know if it would have worked. I guess it did.

I just called Brooke’s attention to the pond and the way the sunlight glinted off of it. I just told her how relaxing it was to watch the light reflected off the pond and into her eyes, how relaxing to watch it reflect off her eyes and make her feel more relaxed, more and more relaxed, so very relaxed. I just kept going on about how relaxed she felt with every motion of the waves, with every motion of the light, more and more relaxed, so very relaxed. I couldn’t believe it when her eyes glazed over and her head slumped as she fell into a trance.

I made a couple of tests, just to be sure, having her stiffen her hand and stuff. I just looked there at her, looking so hot entranced, and I couldn’t help but grab at her breast. She sighed and relaxed in my hands and let me rub at it a bit. I knew we couldn’t go any further before people noticed so I put in a suggestion to forget everything, a trigger to put her back under and woke her up. She acted like nothing had happened and just kept right on talking.

Oh, god, the buzz I felt doing it, putting her under, having her under my control. I couldn’t help it, I had to do it again. And I have, the last few days, several times. Just minor stuff, watching her change, watching her shower, all with her unaware I’m watching. I fingered myself as she showered before putting her to bed. Karen must have worn herself out trying to satisfy that night.

Well, now I just have to make the big step. I hope I’m up for it. And I hope Karen can understand.

KAREN

Perfect. It’s all going perfectly to plan. Putting Brooke under and softening her up for Angela’s own induction was great. She went under even easier that Angela did. I wonder if I even needed to set her up for Angela. Well, anyway, from what Angela told me when she was entranced, she did a pretty good job. Of course, she had a good teacher. The “suggestions” I gave her before Brooke arrived pretty much took care of that and my own inductions put the ideas of lesbian love further into Brooke’s mind. My suggestions to Angela to enjoy the inductions have apparently taken hold as well, given the way she practically raped me the other night. I’m pretty sure things are about to take a very interesting turn.

December 9th

BROOKE

Oh my god. That’s all I can really say about last night, oh my god. It happened and it was better than I thought, better than I dreamed. I should have done this years ago, it all felt so good.

I guess it really kicked in after dinner. Angela, Karen and I were sitting around the family room, just talking. Karen had that old watch of hers on a table for some reason, I don’t remember her showing it to us. Anyway, the talk turned to sex, naturally, with me curious as to how lesbians really, you know, did it. Karen and Angela just looked at one another and smiled. “How’s about we show you?” Angela did and then she moved forward and kissed me full on the lips. I just sat there, shock-still as she did it, my whole body feeling so alive. I embraced her and let my hands trail down her back as we kissed, falling onto the couch as we did.

I don’t even remember getting my clothes off but before I knew it, Angela and I were naked, rubbing our bodies against one another, my big breasts pushing against her pert ones as we kissed long and hard. I let her take the lead, her face soon pushing into my pussy, licking the sides of my lips with her tongue with long and slow strokes. I withered on the couch and moaned, looking at that short red hair covering my pussy and working furiously.

Suddenly, I felt Karen touching me. She was naked as well and I couldn’t help but stare at her with rapture, those full breasts pushing towards me as she kissed me on the mouth. Her hands moved down to my own breasts, kneading them carefully as she continued to kiss me, her tongue probing down my throat. I felt her hands on my breasts and Angela’s tongue on my pussy. I soon felt myself coming, an orgasm like I never felt before rocking my entire body as I spilt out onto Angela’s face.

ANGELA

Kissing Brooke was really an impulse, but one I’m glad for. God, it felt so good to do it, so good to finally eat her out. Tasting her cum almost made me lose it, but I held on. I knew I had to let her have her turn.

I sat up on the couch with my legs spread and Karen helped Brooke up. Brooke seemed to grasp the idea instantly and knelt before me, her tongue sliding into my cunt. She was a bit slow at first and inexperienced but I let her take her time, knowing she wouldn’t let me down.

Karen wasn’t quite that patient. She slid herself under Brooke and started licking at her, her tongue sliding over the still slick pussy as she tried to drive Brooke back into orgasm. I just held Brooke to me, letting my hands slide around her blond hair, letting her get at my pussy with ease. She started to get really into it, her tongue working all around my pussy, her lapping becoming a bit more excited and increasing with each stroke of her tongue into my pussy. At the same time, I knew, Karen’s hands were moving up to Brooke’s breasts, massaging them in her hands as she licked away at my friend, hitting paydirt judging by the sucking of breath Brooke gave into my passage. I let go a few moments later, letting my cum stain Brooke’s face and not letting go of her until she stopped licking it all away.

KAREN

God, this was too much, both of them making love to me and they thought it was their own idea. I did something I’d always wanted to do. I lay on my back and let Brooke and Angela move onto either side of me. Each of them began to suckle on one of my breasts as they each pushed a hand into my pussy and began rubbing at it. AS I lay there, both of them fingering and sucking on me, I reflected on the fun of Angela thinking she had hypnotized Brooke into this while both were really under my power. Well, with these two, the days looked to be even more fun and future entries promise to be quite enlightening.