The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

“Go and fetch Rebekah, Honey. And we will start her rehabilitation.” Miss Parker said to Amanda as Amanda once again clothed her sweaty body in her inappropriate clothes, her once neat plaits now loose and in some disarray.

Without realising it Amanda replied “Yes, Mommy.”

“That’s Mommy’s good little girl. Now run along.” Miss Parker said with a small flick of her hand in dismissal.

It was only when she had closed the door behind her that Amanda realised just how lucky she had been, suppose she had tried that on one of the ‘normal’ teachers. She was now even more certain that she would keep the promise she had made Miss Parker not to try and hypnotise anyone again until Miss Parker had shown her how to do it properly, safely and successfully.

“You were gone along time.” Rebekah said sullenly and when she observed the state of Amanda’s hair said. “What did you do to your hair, I spent ages making it look just right, just how Miss Parker would like it.”

“I know you did.” Amanda replied and acting on impulse said. “in fact she liked it so much she said we were to go and see her straight away so she could tell you herself.”

Amanda hadn’t seen Rebekah look so happy for ages. “Should I change?” Rebekah asked, still apparently relying on Amanda for her decisions.

“She didn’t say.” Amanda replied. “She just said to come straight away. Anyway you look nice.” Amanda wasn’t lying, Rebekah did indeed look nice in her denim cut off shorts and t-shirt.

“Ok.” Rebekah agreed, standing and without waiting for Amanda headed out of the dorm. Amanda had wanted to ‘tidy herself up’ but decided that would have to wait and dashed after her friend. She caught up with Rebekah halfway down the stairs and despite having longer legs had to rush to keep up with Rebekah’s evident eagerness to get to Miss Parker’s study. When they reached the door both girls stopped and almost involuntarily tried to perfect their appearance, a task that Amanda’s wayward hair and crumpled, cum covered top made almost impossible. Rebekah rapped loudly on the door and without waiting for a reply opened it and entered, Amanda trailing behind her.

“Hello, Miss Parker. You wanted to see me?” Rebekah queried and was rewarded by Miss Parker’s radiant smile and a simple “Hello, Kitten.”

Amanda didn’t see any sign of change and so was a little surprised to hear Rebekah suddenly say “Hello, Aunty Sue.” And run, arms outstretched to embrace Miss Parker who hugged Rebekah to her, cooing softly.

Eventually Miss Parker broke the embrace and said. “Would you like to go to your special place, Kitten?”

“Will you be there, Aunty Sue?” Rebekah replied hopefully.

With a warm reassuring smile Miss Parker assured Rebekah that as always she would indeed be in her Kitten’s special place waiting for her. “Can you find your way there on your own like a big girl?” Miss Parker asked and Rebekah who obviously wanted her ‘Aunty Sue’ to think of her as a big girl confirmed that she could. “Good little girl.” Miss Parker cooed once more, making Amanda just a little jealous. “Jump into Aunty Sue’s big chair then.”

Rebekah sat in Miss Parker’s large red armchair, somehow looking smaller than normal as she placed both hands on the arms of the chair and wiggled herself back, her bare feet dangling a few inches off the floor. With a glance and a wave of her hand Miss Parker indicated that she wanted Amanda to sit on the sofa and quietly watch, and the implication was evident, to learn.

Amanda noiselessly did as Miss Parker had bidden and waited fascinated as she looked at the 2 women who were about to, about to. No Amanda realised she didn’t know what they would do.

“Are you nice and comfy, Kitten?” Miss Parker asked and when Rebekah replied that she was continued. “Good little girl, now close your eyes. Can you see the spiral staircase in front of you, Kitten?”

“Yes, Aunty Sue.” Rebekah replied, her eyes scrunched shut as if concentrating.

“Do you know what’s at the bottom of those stairs, Kitten?”

“Yes, Aunty Sue. My special place and you are waiting there for me. Can I come to you Aunty Sue?”

“Yes, Kitten. Just start down the stairs counting the steps and when you reach the bottom tell Aunty Sue how many steps there were.”

Amanda smiled to herself as she recalled trying to use a similar deepening method on Miss Parker. One of the books she had read had said this was particularly effective as the subject decided how deep they needed to go to be fully hypnotised. ‘Doesn’t work if the subjects cheating though!’ Amanda thought as her cheeks flushed.

Amanda could see Rebekah’s lips moving gently as she counted the steps she imagined she was descending and as she did so her eyes, arms and her whole body appeared to lose their stiffness. Suddenly Rebekah called out “I’m here, Aunty Sue. There were 38 steps.”

“Damn.” Miss Parker said sotto voce, as the last time there had been only 27 meaning that Amanda’s meddling was upsetting her training of Rebekah. ‘Oh well’ she thought. ‘better get it started.’

“Can you tell Aunty Sue what she is wearing and what you are wearing, Kitten?”

“You are wearing a long white backless evening dress with slash sleeves and a gold rope belt around your waist, golden sandals on your lovely feet and your hair is up and you have goldthread woven through it.” Rebekah sighed overcome by her Aunty Sue’s beauty.

“And I’m wearing my frilly pink party frock with the satin sash, white t-bar shoes and white frilly socks.” She said pleased with herself.

Miss Parker was a little concerned. When she had first hypnotised Rebekah she had, as usual, asked her subject about a place that was special to them, where they felt safe. Rebekah had chosen the bedroom in the house her parents owned before they sent her away to school, they had moved twice since then and although Rebekah had a room in their new house, somehow she didn’t consider it hers or even think of the house as home.

Miss Parker had shown Rebekah how she could reach her special place by going down the spiral staircase and when she’d arrived Miss Parker asked her how old she was. ‘I’m 10 today.’ Rebekah had replied and gradually Miss Parker had elicited from her that that was the last time she had felt really happy, the reason being that during her birthday party her parents had announced in front of all her friends that Rebekah’s present was that she would go to ‘one of the very best boarding schools’. All the parents who were sitting around watching that their ‘little angels’ didn’t do too much damage thought this was a wonderful present for Rebekah. Rebekah who had wanted a bicycle fled her party in tears. By the end of the session Miss Parker had found that should Rebekah need someone to confide in she would go to her Aunty Jane and it was at this point that Miss Parker asked Rebekah if she would like to call her Aunty Sue. Rebekah had beamed as she said she would because then she would have 2 beautiful Aunties. Slowly, that first session had lasted nearly 3 hours, Miss Parker had brought her back to synchronicity with Rebekah, which is why she was concerned that she had reverted to her younger self, the one that she thought of as being happy.

“So you are, Kitten.” Miss Parker agreed. “And you look lovely.”

“So do you, Aunty Sue. Like.. like a Greek goddess.” Rebekah, who had always been a bit of a romantic, replied.

Amanda felt her pussy stirring as she wished she could see Mommy like that, or for that matter, see Rebekah in her pink party dress.

“Are we going to play, Aunty Sue?” Rebekah asked hopefully but when the reply came that they weren’t going to play just yet as Aunty Sue wanted to talk to her first she seemed to take it with equanimity and brightened as Miss Parker added. “If you are a good little girl maybe we can play later.”

As if just occurring to her Miss Parker added. “I might invite someone else to play with us. Would you like that, Kitten?”

“Ooh, Yes, Aunty Sue. I’d really like that. Who?”

“Well” Miss Parker spoke as if considering it “I thought we might invite your friend Amanda.”

Amanda could see Rebekah looking perturbed at this and leant forward as Miss Parker pressed. “Well, Kitten? Shall I ask Amanda to come and play with us?”

“No!” Rebekah said with determination, folding her arms across her pert breasts for emphasis.

Amanda was cut to the quick by this, Miss Parker had said Rebekah worshipped the ground she walked on but she didn’t want her to ‘play’ with her and her ‘Aunty Sue.’

“I thought you liked Amanda.” Miss Parker asked trying to draw Rebekah out.

“I do.” Rebekah admitted reluctantly. “But she made Rebekah do things she didn’t want to do. She kept using chloroform to make her sleep and.” And here there was true venom. “And she wouldn’t let her cum! She said Rebekah could cum and that she would let her go but she didn’t. Rebekah wanted to cum, but she made her go to sleep again. That was mean. When you won’t let me cum I know it’s because you love me and want me to be your good little girl. But Amanda was just being mean. Rebekah made her cum and she just put her to sleep again. And she makes Rebekah do things even when she’s awake, she calls her ‘poppet’ and Rebekah knows that what she says is what she wants and so she does it, but it isn’t really what Rebekah wants. What Rebekah really wants is for Amanda to love her, if she’d asked her she would have let her do those things to her, she didn’t have to tie her up and knock her out.”

Amanda felt like a first class heel.

“Amanda has been a very naughty girl doing that to Rebekah. What do you think Aunty Sue should do to Amanda?” Miss Parker asked alighting a sudden fear in Amanda.

Kitty pondered this for a moment or two then replied definitively “You should spank her bottom and tell her not to do it again. Tell her she should love Rebekah just like you do me.”

“If I did that would you play with her afterwards? Because if Aunty Sue spanks the naughty little girls bottom she will probably cry and you wouldn’t want Amanda to cry would you, she really is Rebekah’s friend, and once Aunty Sue has told her off she wont ever do anything like that to Rebekah again.”

“Promise?” Rebekah asked seemingly coming around to the idea.

“Not unless Rebekah wants her to.” Miss Parker replied. And was rewarded with a giggle from Rebekah.

“I did like it when Rebekah was being tied up like that; and Amanda made her dress up really sexy.” Again the giggle as she said. “She undressed her then put her boots back on, that really looked sexy.”

“You are a wicked, naughty, but very sexy little girl.” Miss Parker informed her entranced slave who giggled; a thing that was beginning to make Amanda want to stroke herself.

“Shall I fetch Amanda to be smacked for being such a naughty little girl to Aunty Sue’s Kitten?” Miss Parker asked and Rebekah agreed, apparently eager to see her friend chastised.

“When I fetch her shall I spank her or will you?” Miss Parker asked.

“Can I!” Rebekah asked in return. “On her bare bottom?”

“Yes, Kitten. On her bare bottom. But if you are to spank her you can’t be a little 10 year old can you?”

“I suppose not.” Rebekah replied not sounding at all certain. “Can I still wear my party frock?”

“Yes, Kitten. Of course you can if you want to.” Miss Parker assured her pet.

“Will you hold me and stroke my hair until I become a big girl, like you did before?” Rebekah asked plaintively. Without answering Miss Parker stood and took Rebekah by the hands and gently lifted her to her feet. With her eyes still shut Rebekah put her arms around Miss Parker’s waist while Miss Parker held her and stroked her hair whispering what a lovely big girl her Kitten was. Rebekah felt herself and her dress growing as she took comfort from Miss Parker’s embrace and soft soothing words. “Are you ready to deal with that naughty little girl Amanda now?” Miss Parker asked when Rebekah considered herself or at least Aunty Sue’s Kitten to be 16 once more she agreed with a simple “Yes, Aunty Sue.”

“Sit down on the bed then and I’ll send her in.” Amanda started to stand expecting to be called by Miss Parker but stopped as Miss Parker raised her hand. And continued “Now tell Aunty Sue, when Amanda has been punished enough. Aunty Sue will leave the 2 of you alone to sort out your differences; but remember, Kitten, Amanda cannot make you do anything you don’t want to do. Now call me when you are done and until then you will hear and see nothing other than what’s happening in your special place.”

Rebekah went silent but her body twitched every now and then; Amanda couldn’t believe how long her friend stayed like that obviously imagining spanking her backside. Amanda started to speak but was hushed by Miss Parker who sat intently watching Rebekah for any sign of distress. It could be dangerous allowing a hypno-persona to have free rein but Miss Parker thought it was the quickest way to ease the pain, but if the persona had certain psychological traits they could end up allowing themselves to be harmed. Miss Parker didn’t believe that to be the case with Rebekah/Kitten but she wasn’t going to take any chances, especially after the damage Amanda may inadvertently have caused.

Inside Kitten’s special place however things were different...

Amanda entered wearing the clothes Rebekah had chosen for her earlier but the top seemed even tighter and the skirt shorter. Amanda’s hair had also undergone a miraculous transformation back to how Rebekah had lovingly dressed it earlier.

“Aunty Sue said you wanted to see me, Kitten.” Amanda said, biting her bottom lip with the shame of what she had done wrong.

Kitten stood in her lovely pink party frock, her hair longer than normal and held with a pink Alice band, her hands on her hips just where the pink satin sash sat above her skirt before it flared out. Had Amanda been able to see behind Kitten she would have been impressed with the large bow that tied the sash. “I most certainly do. You have been a very naughty little girl, Aunty Sue says so.” Kitten added in case Amanda thought about objecting, but of course she didn’t. she simply mumbled. “I’m so sorry, Kitten. I didn’t mean to.”

“Yes you did!” Kitten spat in indignation, “All you thought about was your own pleasure. You didn’t consider what it was doing to Rebekah at all. If only you had just kissed her, that’s what she has wanted almost since the day you met. You were so nice to her, like a sister. If you had asked, Rebekah would have happily licked your pussy or dressed up for you.” This wasn’t strictly true but it was how Kitten interpreted Rebekah’s feelings, a girl, who to her was a totally separate person.

“Aunty Sue said I was to spank you for being a naughty little girl and that I was to do it on your bare bottom. Are you prepared?”

“Yes, Kitten.” Amanda said and lifted her skirt to show Kitten that she was not wearing any panties. Kitten spent a moment looking longingly at Amanda’s shaved pussy before instructing her to turn around and touch her toes.

With Amanda in the ‘appropriate position’ Kitten stood and gently lifted Amanda’s skirt over her back and ran her hands over Amanda’s tight buns. “Aunty Sue said you would probably cry, just like you made Rebekah cry so feel free.” This last sentence was punctuated in Rebekah’s mind with a loud slap as her open hand made contact with Amanda’s skin. Kitten continued to spank Rebekah’s tormentor until coincidentally, just as Kitten had exhausted her anger Amanda started to cry.

“Let that be a lesson to you.” Kitten panted and instructed Amanda to stand. Kitten felt a little guilty as she saw the tears run down Amanda’s cheek and probably would have done something about it if her Aunty Sue had not told her to tell her when she had punished Amanda enough and so she called out, both in her special place and Miss Parker’s study. “Aunty Sue, Amanda say’s she’s very sorry and won’t make Rebekah do any of those things again.”

“Good girl. Do you want Aunty Sue to make it so Amanda can’t do anything to Rebekah ever again, even if she wanted to?” Miss Parker asked looking towards Amanda and raising an eyebrow as if to say. ‘I will anyway.’

“Yes please, Aunty Sue. I know Amanda means what she says but she might forget.”

“Very well then from now on. All the things Amanda did that made Rebekah have to do what she says are gone. She can call her ‘Poppet’ or say ‘it’s sleepy time for slaves’ and it will have no effect at all. From now on Rebekah is just as she was before Amanda first put her to sleep.”

In Rebekah’s mind Miss Parker made a dramatic gesture that banished all the power Amanda had over Rebekah.

“Do you want to play now?” Miss Parker asked.

“Yes please, Aunty Sue.” Rebekah said, all her previous melancholy vanishing with Miss Parker’s imagined gesture.

“Let Amanda kiss your pussy, but don’t cum until I say you can. Now as soon as Amanda starts you will hear nothing until I say ‘Cum for me, Kitten.’ Then you will cum and fall deeply asleep. OK Amanda show my sexy little kitten how sorry you are.”

Again Amanda thought, no hoped, her presence would be required but was disappointed as Miss Parker said “She will be out of it for a while. Fortunately the fact that she loved you before you enthralled her allowed her to forgive you quickly so I don’t think there will be any lasting damage. Later I’ll reinforce her barriers so that her hypnotic state will not leach through again. I hope you now see just how dangerous hypnosis can be.”

“Yes, Mommy.” Amanda replied, truly chastened.

“Don’t worry.” Miss Parker added with a smile. “We all make mistakes in the beginning, you are just lucky to have found me before you went ‘wild’; just as I was fortunate enough to meet a goddess who took me under her wing as a slave-trainee.”

In the background Rebekah was squirming on the chair, mewing softly as she recalled / imagined Amanda’s tongue on her pussy, this time certain that her Aunty Sue would let her cum.

“When she’s finished I want you to take her back to your dorm and be nice to her. It will take a couple more sessions before she is fully healed so don’t try anything, Ok, Honey?”

“Yes, Mommy.” Amanda replied compliantly even as her pussy and nipples ached listening to Rebekah’s mounting pleasure.

“Visit me tomorrow morning at 9:30 sharp and we will start your training.” Miss Parker insisted and without waiting for an acknowledgment said “Cum for me, Kitten.”

Rebekah screamed in her ecstasy before being overcome with pleasure and falling into a deep peaceful sleep.

“How do you do that!” Amanda exclaimed as she heard her friends uncontrolled release.

“I presume you mean making her cum without her, or anyone else touching her? Well after only a few sessions a subject is capable of the most realistic visions, so real that the brain completely ignores the signals from the body and responds instead to the vision.” Miss Parker explained. “But I’ll deal with the theory later. Right now I have to take care of Rebekah.

“Can you her me, Kitten?” Miss Parker asked in a whisper.

“Yes, Aunty Sue. Your Kitten feels so warm, thank you for letting me cum, Aunty Sue. I really, really, really do love you, Aunty Sue.”

“I know you do, Kitten. And your Aunty Sue loves you too. Now I want you to take Amanda’s hand, open your eyes and go back to your dorm. You will get undressed and then go to sleep. All you will dream are nice dreams and you will forget everything that has happened since Amanda came back earlier on.”

With a nod towards the slumbering young woman, Miss Parker indicated that Amanda should take her hand and leave.

Walking back Amanda simply enjoyed holding her friend’s hand, knowing she would no longer be able to use her as she had but grateful to still have her friend.