The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Wanda was nervous as she stood at the building’s entrance. She had just graduated college with her degree in business administration, with a minor in literature, and was looking for her first job in publishing. Every other place she applied to either already had the position filled, or wanted someone with more experience, and this was her last opportunity. Taking several slow, deep breaths to calm herself, she entered the building and went up to the receptionist’s desk.

The attractive blonde woman behind the desk looked up at Wanda and said bubbly, “Hi! Welcome to the Melville Building. How may I help you?”

The tall brunette cleared her throat nervously as she replied, “Yes, I’m looking for Mindscape Publishing. I have an appointment there for a job interview. The name’s Wanda Fletcher.”

The perky blonde glanced at a computer screen, smiled, and said, “Sure, no problem! It’s up on the forty-third floor. Just take that private elevator right over there.” She leaned over the desk as she pointed to the elevator, showing Wanda her ample cleavage, her 40DD breasts barely contained by her low-cut, spandex top. Wanda blushed at her audacity. “It’s kinda slow, so you may want to sit down. There’s a nice comfy bench inside, on the back wall.” Reaching for the phone, the blonde added, “I’ll call up and let them know you’re here. Good luck! I hope you get the job!” After thanking the receptionist for the comment, Wanda turned and walked towards the elevator.

The receptionist watched Wanda leave, admiring the subtle sway of the brunette’s firm ass under her loose knee-length skirt. Licking her lips, she called up to the publisher’s office. “Hello, Sir. It’s Candi at the front desk. Wanda Fletcher is here.... Sure, no problem... She’s in her mid-twenties.... about five-foot-six.... 120, maybe 130 pounds.... straight black hair, about collar length... brown eyes.... Can’t really tell her measurements through her suit.... Looks like a nice ass, though... Her tits look like 38D.... Yes, I think she’s very attractive.... Pretty face, nice body... mmmmm..... my pussy’s wet just thinking about what she must look like under that suit....” The mirrored doors opened, and Wanda entered the empty elevator. “OK, she’s in the elevator now. I’m turning on the subliminals.” Candi pushed a flashing red button next to her computer. “There. She should be more than ready for the interview by the time the elevator reaches the office.... My pleasure, Sir.... Ohhh, thank you, Master!! What sort of reward?.... Ohhh, I love surprises!! Thank you, Master! It’s my pleasure to serve you.” Candi rested the phone back in its cradle with a wide smile plastered to her face. The horny blonde sat back in her chair and spread her legs wide. Her hand found its way under the obscenely short hem of her tight skirt, and she slowly stroked her neatly shaved pussy as she imagined how her Masters would reward her for sending them a new love slave.

Wanda sat back and tried to calm down. She closed her eyes, took slow, deep breaths, and just listened to the soft music. Soft, soothing music. So calming.... relaxing.... relaxing... relax...

She shook her head to snap out of her daze. ‘Weird,’ she thought, ‘must’ve drifted off there for a second.’ She looked up at the elevator’s display. ‘Damn, still only on the seventh floor. That receptionist was right, this elevator’s slow as hell! God, I can’t believe the way she just showed off her breasts like that! It was almost like... like she was coming on to me!! Another woman, for Christ’s sake!’ Without consciously realising it, her hands slid up to her chest, slowly caressing her breasts through her blouse. ‘They were nice, though. So round and firm.... I wish I had tits like that.....’ Smiling softly, she sat back and listened to the music. The soft, wonderful music.... so relaxing.... soothing.....

She again woke from her daze gasping for air. ‘So... so hard to breathe!! Like... like there’s something.... something wrapped around my chest... so confining..... My bra!! I... I have to remove my bra....’ After some struggle, she loosened her blouse and removed her bra. Her breathing returned to normal, and she smiled as she set her bra aside. Soon after, she felt an unusual tightness around her hips and upper thighs. Squirming with discomfort, she slid up her skirt, hooked her thumbs under the waistbands of her panties and hose, and slid them off, casually tossing them aside. Smiling broadly, she sat back again, letting the warm, wonderful music take her back into a deep, relaxed state.....

A moan of pleasure escaped her lips when she next woke up. Her blouse was completely unbuttoned, and pulled down past her shoulders. Her skirt was bunched around her waist. One hand was squeezing her firm breasts and pinching her hard, eager nipples, and the other hand was working feverishly between her widespread legs, two fingers driving in and out of her hot, wet cunt. ‘Ohhhh.... Shit, I’m so fucking horny.... uuuhhhmmnmmm.... God, I’m such a slut!’ A shiver of pleasure travelled up and down her spine at the mere thought of the word ‘slut’. ‘Mmmmmm.... That felt good.... I love that word.... Slut. Slut! SlutslutslutslutSLUT!!!! Uhhhhhmmmmmm..... yesssss... uuuhhhmmm.... fuck... slut... cunt... uuuhhmm.... whore.... bitch... fuck... slut.... fuckfuckfuck.... uuuuuhhhmmmmmmmmm..... uuhhhhh.... cumming...... oh God, I’m CUMMMMMMINNNNG!!!!!’ She thrust her hips up to meet her hand as she drove three fingers in and out of her quivering cunt. Her hot juices covered her hand as the strongest, most intense orgasm she’d ever experienced flooded her body with intense pleasure. As the wonderful sensations finally passed, she slumped back against the wall, her body limp, a wide smile plastered across her face, her hands idly caressing her breasts and crotch as she again sank into the soft, soothing, relaxing music.....

Wanda was standing patiently in the middle of the elevator, checking her reflection in the mirrored doors as she approached the forty-third floor. Her blouse was unbuttoned down to her navel, showing off a very generous amount of cleavage. She idly stroked her erect nipples through her thin blouse, conveniently ignoring the fact that her bra was missing. Her hand trailed down, idly playing with the hem of her skirt. ‘Shit! I can’t believe I wore such a long skirt! I hiked it up as high as I could, and it’s still almost a whole inch below my crotch! I have GOT to pick up a few shorter ones on the way home!’

The elevator finally stopped on the forty-third floor, and the doors opened. She crossed the hall and entered the Mindscape Publishing offices, leaving a long-since forgotten pile of underwear behind. Her firm ass wiggling invitingly, she walked directly to the receptionist’s desk. Leaning seductively over the desk, softly jiggling her firm braless breasts mere inches from the gorgeous receptionist’s face. Smiling wickedly, she said in a sultry whisper, “Hi there. I’m Wanda Fletcher. I believe I have an appointment....”

Reluctantly tearing her gaze from Wanda’s cleavage, the redheaded receptionist looked up into the horny brunette’s face, and replied, “Yes, we’ve been expecting you. Sorry, but the mast... ah... the publishers are in a meeting right now. They asked me to tell you to wait in the visitor’s lounge.” She rose from the desk, leaning forward to give Wanda a glimpse of her firm tits, her hard nipples barely covered by the low-cut, strapless, backless black vinyl minidress she was wearing. As she lead the way to the lounge, Wanda’s eyes were glued to the horny receptionist’s slowly swaying ass, barely covered by her shiny black outfit.

After introducing herself as Myndi, the receptionist ushered Wanda to a comfortable armchair facing a wide-screen television. Picking up a videotape, she said, “they said the meeting will go a bit long, so they asked me to show you this tape. It’s a training video for all new employees. It ought to give you a few pointers on the company before your interview today. Interested?” Wanda beamed, and nodded happily. (If she’s been thinking clearly, she might have wondered why they would show a confidential company training video to a mere applicant, but her increased lust was playing havoc with her common sense, so the thought didn’t even occur to her.)

Myndi stood with her legs open and bent down at the waist to put the tape in the VCR. Her tight leather dress rode up all the way, giving Wanda a mouthwatering view of her firm, tight ass and wet, shaved cunt. The horny brunette couldn’t help but rub her warm crotch through her skirt at the sight of the redhead’s slippery bald hole. ‘Mmmmmmmm,’ she thought, ‘that looks so fucking sexy! I should shave my pussy like that!’ Licking her lips, she idly wondered what the redhead’s wet pussy tasted like, seemingly oblivious to the fact that she’d never had any sexual thoughts about other women before today.

Myndi looked over her shoulder, and caught the lusty gaze Wanda had locked on her ass and cunt. Smiling, the slutty redhead nearly backed into Wanda’s face to feed the horny brunette her hot, wet pussy, until she remembered her orders. Reluctantly, she straightened up and smoothed her dress down over her ass. Smiling, she told Wanda, “Don’t mind the graphics at the start of the tape. That’s a video trick, to help you focus and concentrate on the rest of the tape. Just stare at the middle of the screen and let your eyes relax. It’s not so bad, and it’ll be over before you know it.”

Wanda smiled as she settled back in the soft, comfortable easy chair. “Okay. Thanks!”

“My pleasure. Enjoy!” Myndi replied as she backed out of the room, turning on the tape and turning off the lights as she left. She silently locked the door and walked over to her desk. Setting the remote control down, she picked up the phone, pushed a button, and waited. When the other party answered, she said, “Hello, Sir. It’s Myndi. She’s in the room now, and I turned the tape on, just like you ordered..... Yes, Sir, I’m checking now...” She reached over and turned on a monitor. Wanda was on the small black-and-white screen. Her jaw was beginning to slacken, and her eyes were starting to glaze over as a bright strobe-like light was flashing in her face. The sight made Myndi’s pussy moisten even further. “Mmmmmmm..... She’s going under.... God, she looks so fucking hot like this.... Mmmmm.... What was that, Sir?... Oh... No, of course I didn’t touch her, sir.... You told me not to, and I didn’t... I always obey you, Sir... I love to obey you... Mmmm.... Thank you, Sir, I do try to be the best slave I can for you and my other masters..... Ohhhhh, thank you, Sir!!! What reward did you have in mind?” The man on the other end of the line simply said a single word. Myndi’s head and eyes rolled back in pleasure as suddenly, without so much as touching her crotch or breasts, her body was completely overwhelmed with a massive, explosive, violent orgasm. Her screams of pleasure echoed off of the walls as she writhed in her chair, her firm, sexy body flooded with sensations of lust and pleasure. Finally coming down from her orgasmic high, she thanked her master for giving her such pleasure. After receiving her orders for the rest of the afternoon, she hung up and watched the monitor as Wanda began her hypnotic training.

Wanda was completely captivated by the pattern of flashing lights on the screen. Little did she know, they were designed to manipulate the brain’s delta waves and induce a hypnotic state. Normally, it would take at least a half an hour to affect someone who’d never been hypnotised before, but in Wanda’s current state of mind after the ride in the elevator, it only took a few minutes for her to fall into a deep trance. To play it safe, however, the hypnotic pattern continued for another twenty minutes, and the flashing remained throughout the three-hour tape, maintaining and strengthening her trance while images and suggestions were being buried deep in her subconscious mind.

First, she was told to always follow the orders of her superiors. Once she accepted this as a fact, it was reinforced repeatedly, making it completely impossible to disobey any order, request, or suggestion from any superior. They told her that the publishers were her masters and she was their slave, phrasing it as a natural extension of her obedience so it’d be easier for her subconscious to accept.

After this idea was firmly rooted in her mind, she was told that her main duty was to serve her masters in any sexual manner they desire. The men who programmed the tape gave this suggestion a full half-hour of reinforcement, just in case they needed to overcome any deep-seeded moral objections. The subliminals in the elevator usually take care of that for the most part, but the programmers figured better safe than sorry. In Wanda’s case, the suggestion was etched in her mind within minutes, and by the time the tape was ready to move on to the next stage, she had stripped naked and was eagerly fingering her dripping cunt. She was deeply entranced, phenomenally aroused, and her mind was completely open and receptive to any suggestions the tape might make, and it made many.

The rest of the suggestions on the tape were designed to alter and mould Wanda’s now pliant personality. The tape told her how she was now supposed to act (like a horny nympho slut, always ready and willing to fuck any man or woman who asks, any where, any time), how to dress (low cut, show off her tits, tight short skirts, show off her legs and ass, no underwear, easy access), even how to spend her spare time (masturbate often, watch porno movies, fuck anybody who moves). It gave her tips on the best ways to suck cock, the best ways to lick pussy, the best ways to take cocks in the ass, the best ways to fuck several men at the same time. It showed her dozens upon dozens of sexual positions, many for a man and a woman, a lot of lesbian images, and numerous scenes involving groups of men and women gang-fucking one incredibly horny woman in any way imaginable (if she were of a state of mind to choose, she’d have picked these as her favourites). These messages played and replayed over and over for the next two hours, the suggestions burning themselves deeper and deeper in Wanda’s unconscious mind.

A gentle hand on her shoulder slowly woke Wanda from her trance. She looked up dreamily into Myndi’s beautiful, smiling face and happily licked her lips. The receptionist looked down lustily at the horny brunette before her, and said, “They’re ready for you now.”

Helping her to her wobbly feet, Myndi couldn’t help but run her hands up and down Wanda’s hot, sexy body. Each touch of her firm tits and ass elicited deep, lust-filled moans from the dazed woman in her arms. She stopped herself. ‘No,’ she thought, ‘There’ll be more than enough time for that later, after the masters are done with her.’ Wanda’s legs were still too weak to carry her, so she led the horny naked brunette through the lobby and into her masters’ office.

Wanda’s pussy moistened further the second she laid eyes on her masters. She quickly knelt in the middle of the room, her shapely ass perched on her feet. She spread her thighs wide, showing off her dripping wet cunt. Her hands on her knees, she thrust her chest out invitingly, offering her firm tits to her masters. She sat there happily, looking up dreamily at her masters, waiting for her first order.

One of her new masters, Bill, let out a low whistle. “Damn,” he said, “no matter how many times I see this, it always surprises me how well they take to their conditioning.”

One of the other two, Mel, replied, “It shouldn’t, man. You were the one who designed the program.”

The third man, Robert, knelt down before Wanda, and said to her, “Hello, Wanda. How do you feel?”

Wanda dreamily replied, “I feel wonderful, Master. So happy, and relaxed, and horny....” She nearly giggled when she said “horny”.

Robert smiled a wicked smile as he responded, “Very good, my horny little slut. Do you know who we are?”

“Of course, Sir. You are my Masters. I’m your slutty little slave, to be used any way you see fit,” she said with a sultry smile, licking her lips in anticipation.

Robert rose to his feet and stood before her. “Prove how slutty you can be, bitch. Take my cock out of my jeans and suck it. Without using your hands.”

She gladly took his zipper between her teeth and pulled it down. She struggled with his belt, but managed to loosen it. She undid the button of his jeans and let them fall to his ankles. She took a mouthful of his underwear, and managed to pull them down too. His stiffening cock quickly popped out, and she devoured it hungrily. Robert curled her hair in his fingers as he guided her bobbing head up and down his throbbing cock, her tongue fluttering along his shaft as she took it deeper in her warm, willing mouth. “Mmmmmmm..... you learned your lessons well, slave,” he said. She smiled and sighed with pleasure, her soft moans muffled by his hard shaft.

Reluctantly, he pushed her away. “Now get on your hands and knees, baby, and stick that slutty ass of your up in the air.” She complied eagerly, wiggling her firm ass invitingly as Robert moved behind her. She moaned with lust as he rubbed the head of his cock up and down her slippery pussy lips, teasing her swollen clit with the tip. “Beg me to fuck you, slut!” he ordered.

Panting with desire, she replied, “Oh, God, Master! Please fuck me!! Fuck your slutty little slave!! Fill my cunt with your big, hard cock! I need to feel you inside me, Master! I need you to make me cum!! Oh, please make me cum, Master!” Smiling with an evil grin at his two friends, he drove his cock all the way inside Wanda’s tight wet pussy. Her moans of pleasure echoed off of the walls as she came almost instantly. Soon, she was orgasming constantly, each new one starting just as the last one begins to fade. In her orgasmic bliss, she felt something pressing against her mouth. She devoured it lustily when she realised it was the cock of one of her other two Masters. She soon felt a wonderful sensation in her breasts, as her other Master squeezed and caressed them, sucking and nibbling on her swollen, sensitive nipples. She came again, hard, at the incredible combination of sensations.

Her three Masters used her constantly for the next two hours, and her orgasms never faded. The three men fucked their newest slave in every position they could think of, filling her pussy, asshole, mouth, and cleavage with their hard throbbing cocks and covering her tits, ass, and face with their cum. They then ordered Myndi to come in and clean Wanda off, which she did, licking their cum off of every inch of her horny body eagerly. This quickly (with their Masters’ permission, of course) turned into a hot, wild lesbian session, with Wanda showing her masters how well she learned how to please and be pleased by another horny woman. The two horny slaves pleased each other mercilessly, licking, sucking and fingering each other’s hot, wet cunts until they both nearly collapsed with a pleasurable exhaustion.

The three men allowed her half an hour or so to rest, then ordered Wanda to her feet. They officially offered her the job she applied for, and (needless to say) she accepted eagerly. They gave her a ‘new employee package’, which basically consisted of a CD with the same subliminals she enjoyed in the elevator (which she was told to take home and let play in the background constantly), and her own copy of the employee training video (which she was told to watch at least once daily). She was told not to play them around friends or company until they tell her otherwise. They then gave her one final, special order, gave her clothes to wear home, and told her to go home and get ready to start work the next day. She quickly dressed, kissed her masters goodbye until the morning, then walked with a decided wiggle in her step towards the elevator.

Wanda checked her new tight spandex microdress in the mirrored elevator door, admiring the way it showed off her hot, sexy body as the doors opened on the ground floor. She was nearly out the front door when she paused, as if she was remembering something she had forgotten. She quickly turned around and, with a lust-filled grin on her face, she walked straight up to the receptionist’s desk.

The blonde receptionist looked up and smiled as she said, “Hello, welcome to... Oh, it’s you! So how did the interview go?”

With a look of lust in her eyes, Wanda replied, “Oh, it went very well. I start tomorrow!”

Candi beamed when she heard this. “That’s wonderful. I’m so happy for you!”

“Thank you, I appreciate it,” the brunette replied in a sexy, husky voice. Walking around behind the receptionist’s desk, she added, “So do our Masters. In fact, they told me to reward you for finding them such a slutty fuck slave for them....” With that, she sank to her knees, slid Candi’s thighs open, eased her tight skirt up past her hips, and dove into her hot, wet cunt, devouring her sweet juices.

Candi’s surprise was soon replaced with pure pleasure as the newly trained slave found just the right parts of the blonde’s horny cunt, making her scream in orgasmic lust as she came over and over. Wanda licked up every drop of her fellow slave’s cunt juices eagerly, savouring the taste.

After her tenth orgasm, Candi slid out of her chair and sank to her knees, kissing Wanda’s hot mouth and tasting her own cum on her tongue. She looked into the slutty brunette’s eyes, and said, “Mmmmm... that was wonderful. I’m glad the Masters told you to give me their reward.”

With a sexy grin, Wanda replied, “Mmmmmm..... So am I..... I’m definitely going to like working here.”