The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

It was Tuesday night and Mike met his buddy Jason at the local pool hall. They were about to enter senior year of high school, and, with their respective summer jobs and other responsibilities, it was the only day when they had the chance to hang out together.

This night, they got a table near the back of the hall. They each chose the cues from the wall that they wanted, and Mike racked up. He looked at Jason, at the other end of the table. “You break first.”

“Got it.” As Mike lifted the triangle from around the balls, he stepped back and watched as Jason took the first shot. The two-ball rolled smoothly into the corner pocket.

“Nice break.”

“Thanks.”

“So, what’s news?”

“Caitlyn’s birthday is on Friday and I don’t know what to get her. Four ball, corner pocket.” He took his shot and missed.

“How long have you two been going out now?”

“Four months.”

“Wow! She put out for you yet?”

“Not yet. She keeps saying she’s not ready. Got to admit, I’m having a hard time waiting any longer.”

“So why’re you obsessing over her birthday gift? Nine ball, side pocket.”

“Because I do care for her. I just wish that, you know, we can make some progress, you know?”

“You think that the gift might be the key to her, um—”

“Not exactly. She’s already asked me not to talk about sex as a part of her birthday gift. It’ll show her that I’m interested in more than just, as she puts it, ‘getting my tip wet.’ And, honestly, my relationship with her is about more than just that.”

At that, an older man, graying with glasses interrupted their conversation. He was wearing jeans and sneakers, but a button-down shirt and tie. He had small glasses that accentuated his hair. “It’s about getting the whole thing wet.”

Jason and Mike stood there in stunned silence for a moment. Jason was about to say something when the man continued. “I’m sorry, but I couldn’t help but overhear your conversation. My name’s George Erasmus.” He smoothly handed copies of his business card to both young men.

Jason read the card aloud. “Erasmus Jewelry. Unique and exotic gifts for friends and lovers.”

“I think I might have the solution to both of your problems. Why don’t you stop by my store tomorrow? The address is on the card.” George Erasmus turned on his heels and walked away.

Jason and Mike looked at him, looked at the cards, and then back at the pool table. They didn’t talk about the jeweler, or the cards, or, for that matter, much of anything else, other than the game they were playing. After about an hour and a half, they brought the pool balls back to the front desk, paid the cashier, and left for their respective homes.

The following morning, Jason woke up and wondered if he should check out Erasmus Jewelry. He made himself a cup of coffee and looked at the business card. It was close enough. The worst thing that could happen would be he’d walk out of there without a gift for Caitlyn’s birthday.

He walked into the store later that morning and George immediately recognized him from the night before. “I’m glad you decided to come in. You’re looking for a birthday gift for your girlfriend, what was her name, Carolyn?”

“Caitlyn.”

“Caitlyn. Sorry about that. Let me show you some of our more popular jewelry.” He guided Jason over to a small case near the back of the store. In the case were rings, bracelets, and necklaces. All of them seemed to be set with a very shiny, purplish-red stone that didn’t look like any gems in any of the other cases.

“What makes this so popular?”

“Do you see that stone in the middle of all of this?” Without waiting for Jason to answer, George continued, “That’s actually a glass ball filled with a chemical compound that I invented. I call it a hornometer.”

“A what?”

“A hornometer. It’s tied in with this.” He then showed Jason a small piece of black plastic that looked like it would fit on a keyring, and was about the same size as the fobs for remote keyless entry you can get with some cars. There were three buttons on the plastic, and a small digital screen on it.

When George saw that Jason didn’t know what to say, he continued. “After extensive research, I have discovered that all human females can have their sexual arousal measured on a relatively simple scale that runs from one to twenty. One has about all of the excitement of watching grass grow, and twenty—well let’s just say that no one should be held responsible the consequences if someone turns away the advances of a woman who measures in at a twenty.”

Jason looked interested but remained silent.

“I call this scale the horniness scale. Most women in their normal states will measure in at somewhere between three and eight. This little gadget here,” George raised the three-button fob, “can measure and adjust the level of horniness of the woman who is wearing the stone that it’s tied to. That’s why it’s called a hornometer.”

“So how does it—”

“work? It’s really quite simple. If a woman is wearing the hornometer jewel, just press the MEASURE button and the readout will tell you where she currently is. The other two buttons, labeled UP and DOWN, will adjust her level to where you want her. Just like the volume control on your TV remote.”

“Is that it?”

“Do you need to see a demonstration?”

“Sure.”

George went to the front desk and pressed a button on the phone. “Molly, would you come in here for a minute?”

A woman’s voice came through the speaker. “Just a sec.”

George looked at Jason. “Molly is my wife. You’ll notice her ring is a hornometer. I’m just going to raise her horniness level enough to get her nipples hard.” Before she got into the room, he pressed the MEASURE button and it gave back a reading of 07.

Molly entered the room. She had good posture and was quite shapely. She had long blonde hair that came down past her shoulders. Her breasts seemed to be right about the right size for the rest of body. Her legs looked like those of a supermodel. Jason guessed she was at least 20 years younger than George. “What’s up, dear?”

“This young man is interested in buying one of our special stones for his girlfriend.”

Molly looked at Jason. “Oh those stones are so beautiful. Look at this ring George gave me. Don’t you just love the way it shines and sparkles? It really catches the light.”

Jason noticed that George had backed away and started to press what was undoubtedly the UP button. The stone started to glow a very faint blue. Molly kept on talking. “You know, ever since George gave me this ring, it’s just felt so right to be wearing it, that I haven’t wanted to take it off.” She started to fumble for her words. “It’s just so, um, er, I, heh heh, beautiful, don’t you think?”

Jason looked at her breasts; it was suddenly clear that Molly wasn’t wearing a bra underneath her white blouse. Her nipples were very clearly showing that she wasn’t thinking only about the ring. She quickly finished her speech. “Well, anyway, I’m sure your girlfriend will love this, ya know?”

George put his hand on her shoulder and she shuddered for a moment. “I think that’s all now, dear. I can take this sale from here. Why don’t you go back to what you were doing and I’ll be there in a few minutes to see if there’s anything you need.”

She winked at him and said, flirtatiously, “Sounds good to me”

After she was out of sight, George turned to Jason. “So, what do you think?”

“I don’t know which of these horno-thingies to buy. How much?”

“Fifty each. Two for eighty bucks.” George’s hand was still on the controller for Molly’s hornometer and Jason recognized that he was arousing her more. A few seconds later, Molly started moaning loudly from the back room. “Hurry up, George!”

Jason looked George in the eye, and could tell that George wanted to be with his wife. “I’ll take the necklace.”

“An excellent choice!”

George removed a necklace from the glass showcase and took out a controller. “Let me just program the controller.” He held down the up and down buttons, while pressing the front of the controller against the jewel for about 20 seconds. He then handed Jason the controller and started to wrap it in a gift box.

Jason paid for the necklace in cash and started to walk out the door when George stopped him. “You need to know two things: if you ever raise her level to 20, you may need to lower her level pretty quickly once you are done. You don’t want her running off and trying to find someoneelse. Also, you need to wait at least five minutes from when she first puts it on before you can get an accurate reading.”

“Got it! Thanks!” Jason walked out the door. He wasn’t sure if he’d just been conned, but it wasn’t that expensive and it was still a nice piece of jewelry at any rate. As he walked out the door, he could hear the sound of the door locking. He mused, “I guess the old guy doesn’t want to be disturbed with his wife.”

Later that day, Jason called his girlfriend. He asked her if there was anything special she’d like for her birthday, and she said, “Surprise me.” He suggested going for a picnic for lunch. There was a quiet, isolated area near a small lake where they could sit down on the grass enjoy a good lunch and then just stare at the sky and share their dreams.

“Sounds nice” was her response. “But no funny business, got it? I want my birthday to be free of any pressures to have sex with you.”

“Fair enough. I already told you that I wasn’t going to ask on your birthday.”

“Cross your heart?”

“Cross my heart.”

“It’s a date!”

“I’ll pick you up at 11.”

“Great! Did you find anything to get me for my birthday yet?”

“Not tellin’.”

“You must have. You answered that too quickly.”

“I guess I did.”

“Well what is it?”

“Not tellin’.”

They chatted on for another half hour about other things going on, their families and friends and hung up the phone.

The following day, Jason could barely concentrate on anything; he had attached the controller to his keychain and was looking forward to seeing how—or if—it would work on Caitlyn. That night, when he was talking to her, he tried to act normal, but at the end of the conversation, she recognized that he must have been somewhat anxious.

“This is has been a strange conversation, Jason.”

“Why do you say that?”

“Oh, it’s just that this is the first time in the last month or so when you haven’t asked if I’d have sex with you.”

Thinking quickly, he responded, “oh, I’ve just been thinking about how I’m not allowed to mention it tomorrow, so I must have gotten a kind of a head start on it in my head.”

“Oh. Well, have a good night, then, and I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“See you tomorrow.”

The following day, Jason showed up at Caitlyn’s door promptly at 11 am. Caitlyn’s hair was a bit too dark to call “dirty blonde” but too light to be considered “brown.” She had deep green eyes and a tall figure that basically invited men to look at her. Her clothes this day—sandals, a long flowing skirt, and a pink V-neck shirt—accentuated all of her features. Jason looked at her and thought, she could be going out with any guy she wants to, and she’s with me. I can’t fuck this up.

He handed her a small bouquet of flowers. “Are you ready to go on our picnic? The basket’s all packed in my car.”

“Sure! Do you want to give me my present now or when we get there?”

“Either way is fine with me.”

“How about now?”

“Okay. Let me run out and get it.” He ran to the car and came back with the box that contained the necklace. “Happy birthday, Caitlyn.”

She quickly opened the box and saw the necklace with the strange jewel. “Wow! That’s cool! I’ve never seen anything like it before, but it’s beautiful.”

“Do you need some help putting it on?”

“Do you mind?” She lifted the back of her hair. He walked behind her and clasped it around her neck.

“It’s not too tight, is it?”

“No, it’s good.”

“Let’s get on the road then.” He opened the passenger door for her and she got in.

Fifteen minutes later, they reached their picnic spot. There was no one else there. When he locked the car with the car remote, he casually hit the MEASURE button on the remote for her necklace. The digital display read ‘05.’ He wasn’t surprised by this.

They laid out their blanket on the ground and sat down on it. The basket was filled with fruits and cheeses, with some juice to drink. They chatted about nothing and everything. The weather was perfect, and all Jason needed was the opportunity to increase her arousal level. It happened when she looked out over the lake and commented about how calm it looked.

At last, she’s not looking at me! The digital display was still reading ‘05’. He pressed the UP button and it changed to ‘06.’ It didn’t seem to affect her much, so he raised her level to ‘07’ and the ‘08.’

Caitlyn fidgeted a little bit on the blanket and put her hands on her knees.

Jason quickly pressed the UP button three more times and the display was up to ‘11.’ He wasn’t really listening to what she was saying, but he heard her starting to sound distracted. He put his hands on her shoulders and she trembled slightly.

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to disturb you.”

“You didn’t.”

Two more UP presses and the display was showing ‘13.’ Her nipples were clearly standing up under her shirt. She was breathing faster now and not really saying anything. She turned to face him, and he quickly raised her level to ‘15’ before putting the remote back into his pocket. There was a look in her eyes that gave away just how aroused she was.

After a short, awkward silence, he said, “You look kind of tense. Would you care for a shoulder rub?”

“That sounds good!”

He moved behind her. The moment he put his hands on her shoulders, she stopped him. “Wait one sec. Let me take off this shirt. It’ll feel better with your hands on my bare skin.” She lifted the shirt above her head and revealed a black lace bra. She lowered the bra straps to reveal her bare shoulders and he started gently massaging her shoulders.

“How does this feel?”

“Ooooooooooooh, good!”

He didn’t even ask for permission; he raised her hair above her head and kissed her on her back, right between the shoulder blades. She shivered slightly.

“Are you cold?”

“Actually, no, I’m feeling pretty warm. Would you mind please taking off by bra while you’re back there?”

He fumbled briefly with the clasps for her bra, but eventually undid it. She tossed it aside and turned to face him. Grabbing for the bottom of his shirt, she lifted it over his head and threw it a good ten feet away from him. She then took his hands and placed them over her tits. She wrapped her arms around his head and passionately kissed him, falling back and pulling him over her.

“Oh, Jason, I’m sorry I haven’t wanted to fuck you before now, but I’m ready.” She undid his belt buckle and pulled his jeans and boxer shorts down. He was already hard, although he couldn’t believe that this was really happening. He reached up her skirt and pulled down her panties, which were soaked through with her juices. He tossed them to one side and lifted her skirt. She stopped him and said, “Let me take that off.”

She stood up and let the skirt fall down around her feet. He couldn’t help but stare in amazement at her perfect body. She laid down on her back on the blanket, legs spread and moaned, breathlessly, “I want you, Jason. Take me.”

He moved forward to lick her pussy, when she grabbed him by the ears, lifted his head, and said, “No more foreplay. Let’s fuck.”

Almost immediately, Jason was over top of her, his erect cock hanging a few inches above her engorged slit. She grabbed him and guided him into her. She shuddered for a minute, since this was the first penetration she had ever felt, but it quickly turned into deep sighs and moans of pleasure.

It was the first time for Jason, too, so he wasn’t certain what to do. He started pumping up and down, while she arched her back and wrapped her legs around his waist. She reached up, grabbed his shoulders, and dug her fingernails so deep into his back, she drew a little bit of blood. It didn’t phase him any and he kept going.

The whole encounter didn’t last more than ten minutes, but she had cum at least three times by the time he came. He was trying to hold it in longer, but it was all he could do to last that long. He stayed inside of her even after he went limp. He looked into her eyes and asked if she enjoyed it.

“I’m sorry I waited as long as I did,” she said with a crooked grin on her face. She squeezed her pussy muscles and his cock fell out.

He rolled off of her and glanced at the remote on his keychain. It was reading ‘10’ and going down on its own. He quickly pocketed it and mouthed the words “thank you” into the air.

Yes, he was going to have some fun with this....