The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

On the way to the restaurant I told Cicely about the plans my girls and I had come up with. Though she, like a lot of Mind Magi, didn’t put a lot of stock into the program, she couldn’t argue against the idea. Sally listened intently, but didn’t ask any questions.

The pangs that had begun anew in the car had built and built. Sally had cast worried looks at me but I continued to wave her away so she would focus on driving. Oddly enough, as soon as we arrived and she took my hand, the pangs stopped. That hadn’t been enough with my other girls and thoughts about what Michael had said about me and Sally being Soul Mates made me wonder what all that included.

Once we arrived at the restaurant, it was easy to spot the girls. Four gorgeous women in various dazzling outfits were hard for anyone to miss.

“Is that them?” Sally asked when she spotted them.

“Yes,” I said softly. Even though our conversation about my life and how I was living with them had gone so well earlier, Sally meeting the others would make it more real for her and she might have different thoughts and reactions. So far, I didn’t feel anything from her except a low level of excitement. I took that as a good sign.

It wasn’t much of a surprise to me that Sally’s appearance and outfit fit in with the others. I recalled from high school that she dressed up much like the other students. It shamed me at the time that I didn’t have better clothes. Somehow it had felt like it was my own fault for not asking for something better than what I had had at the time.

Renée, tall and statuesque, wore a loose fitting blouse that still had trouble hiding her upper assets. Instead of slacks or jeans, she had on a snug skirt that hugged her from hips to knees. She didn’t bother with high heels because she knew she easily towered over the others. Still, she was a sight to behold with the sun shining in her golden locks and her mischievous smile in place.

Erin also seemed to try to tone down her bust size with a simple, white, long sleeved shirt. She wore slacks nearly the same as Sally’s and heels as well. Erin and Sally ended up almost the same height.

Chloe didn’t seem to worry about what anyone thought. Her top had a plunging neckline that displayed quite a bit of her cleavage and I even caught a hint of her bra too. Her skirt rode high on her thighs, making her look like she had longer legs than what was real. High heels helped the sculpted muscles of her calves stand out and the smile on her face was unmistakable with her happiness of seeing me again.

Finally, Charlotte, who I hadn’t seen in months, was the most welcome sight. Her dark hair fell in heavy waves over her shoulders, dark eyes twinkling with a heat I hadn’t felt in some time, and her look spoke volumes of what she wanted. Her outfit was either a mistake or purposely chosen because her blouse looked ready to burst trying to contain her ample treasures. She also wore a skirt but this one was both long and loose and only hinted at her hips while covering her legs completely. Only her toes were visible, peeking out from high heels.

Sally squeezed my hand as we approached and whispered, “Why do I suddenly feel so very small?”

I wasn’t sure what she meant, considering Chloe was shorter and a bit more petite than she was. Then I looked at Renée who was obviously excited and Charlotte who seemed ready to explode out of her top. “You have nothing to fear on that account hun. The others will attest to that.”

Sally smiled up at me and squeezed my hand again.

To some degree, I was expecting to be mugged there in the parking lot, but all four, even Charlotte, were very restrained as they took turns giving me hugs. Apparently I wasn’t the only one who was nervous with Sally being there.

Sally, in turn shook hands with each. What put a real shift in tension was when Chloe turned to me and asked, “Master, please tell me Sally will be coming home with us.”

All eyes were on me.

Renée, Erin and Charlotte were mostly curious as to how I would answer, Cicely, mostly standing back as we greeted each other, seemed a touch shocked, and Sally looked up with the questions etched in her face. I watched as an entire gamut of emotions played across her face. She wasn’t sure how to feel.

Erin smoothed things over. “Don’t worry about that right now Chloe. Like the rest of us, Ral will let her decide.”

Chloe, turning what seemed to be big puppy dog eyes to Sally, asked, “Will you? Please?”

I wasn’t sure what prompted Chloe’s sudden interest in Sally. They didn’t know each other at all; at least, I didn’t think they did. “Why don’t we discuss this as well as everything else inside?”

As we reached the door my cell phone rang again. I pulled it out and was confused with a company name on the Caller ID. I sent the girls on inside while I opened my phone to talk. “Hello?”

“Ral, it’s Michael.”

“Michael? Good! I’ve got a lot to talk about and a few questions...”

“Ral,” Michael interrupted, “I don’t have long. I’ve been taken hostage by the Dragons. I never made my flight.”

“What?”

“Listen, I’ve been very carefully listening in on their conversations. There are two things you have to know. First, they plan on attacking you at the restaurant. Second, the person behind all of this is a woman.”

“How do they know where I am? And who is the woman?”

“I’ve not caught a name, but it seems you know her.”

“Then how do they know where I am?”

“Because they have my wife and daughter. Ral they’re forcing me to track you and if I tell them wrong they’ll kill them. I’m sorry.”

“Damn it. How long do I have before they arrive?”

“Not long. I’ve got to go before they figure out I’m calling. I’ll try to call again. I’m sorry Ral.”

“Do you know where they’re keeping your family?”

“They’re here too, but tied up and blindfolded. I can see them, but they don’t know I’m here.”

“What about the other hostages?”

“Something happened. They said they were moving them this morning.”

“Okay, do what you need to take care of your family. And thank you for the tips.”

“Sure. Be careful.” And he hung up.

I put my phone away and went inside thinking about what he had said. The person behind everything was a woman. Someone I knew for that matter. Who? I knew a lot of women. Then again, it would be a Mind Magi, not necessarily anyone outside of the society.

I stepped inside and let my eyes adjust to the semi-darkness. The girls had found a booth big enough for all of us near the back. When I got to the table they all looked up at me. Erin was the first to notice. “What’s happened?”

“Michael and his family have been taken hostage,” I replied. “The Dragons have been finding me all over the city because they’re forcing him to track me.

I looked at Cicely. “You said you tried for the hostages but the Dragons were too much. What happened exactly?”

She looked down and fiddled with her napkin. “I went to the office where they’re being held with several of my most powerful house members. I didn’t ask any of the other House Leaders to come because you said one or more of them were most likely in on it. When we arrived it was like they were expecting us.” She looked up with a tear running down her cheek. “That bastard Leland did something to Eric Longtree. I don’t know what he did but Eric just fell to the floor and wouldn’t wake up. That was all it took. The rest of my house ran and Leland said that the same would happen to my daughter if I told anyone where they were.”

I sat down across from her and put my hand on hers. Immediately I saw her memories. Felt the shock and fear. Felt the pain for her daughter. Cicely was telling the truth. She wasn’t the woman Michael had referred to. To be honest, I had hoped she was, then I could have ended the conflict or at least upped the ante.

The clarity of the memory made me consider something though. Something had changed. Something new was happening to me. First the dousing of my pangs simply by holding Sally’s hand and now extremely clear memory sharing. So clear I could have drawn a floor plan of the building Cicely had been in. Fortunately, whatever was going on was helping me rather than hindering. I put aside my thoughts on it for the moment.

Standing back up, I told the others about Michael’s warnings, the movement of the hostages, and our need to leave. No one argued.

Back out in the parking lot I told everyone to wait. I wanted the Dragons to see me so they wouldn’t think Michael had told them wrong. I wanted the Dragons to believe they still had an edge on me. I also wanted to find him and his family. Finally, it occurred to me, I could use Michael’s ability to track to find him. Once I had him and his family free, the Dragons wouldn’t be able to find me so easily and I could do what I needed to.

I turned to Renée, Erin, Chloe and Charlotte. “I was hoping to get to spend a bit of time with you but obviously that’s not the case. Get to the hotels and get ready. I’m going after the hostages.”

Cicely grabbed my arm. “Ral, what?”

“I’m tired of the Dragons holding this over all of us. We have to remove that advantage if we’re going to get through this.”

“I know, but...”

I turned to her. “Your daughter will be okay. I know what Leland did and I can reverse it.”

Cicely nodded and wiped away her tears. “Where are we going?”

“To meet the other House Leaders. Call the ones you trust and tell them I want an emergency meeting. I’ll find out who’s with us and who isn’t.”

“How are you going to do that?”

“I’ll take their memories if I have to.”

“Ral, most of us know how to block such invasions.”

“Not if you’re emotionally troubled. Back in the restaurant, I saw what you told me. It took no effort. I’m going to work them over and find our would-be captors.”

“To what end? That doesn’t get us our families back.”

Letting my hands drop back to my sides I said, “Then I give up. You’re not helping, the others aren’t helping. It’s almost like all of you are welcoming this.”

The look she gave me was astonished. “No! I’m not welcoming this...”

“But you’re scared for your daughter, I know. Don’t you think I’m scared for them too?” I held my hand out to the girls standing around watching us. “If your daughter knew why this was happening, do you think she would blame you for trying to save her?”

She shook her head.

“She would welcome you. She would be proud of you for standing up to them and saving her, wouldn’t she?”

Cicely nodded.

I took her by the shoulders. “Then save her. She’s your girl. She’s your baby. Don’t let them take her from you, not without a fight.”

Cicely looked up, fresh tears streaking some of her mascara. Her eyes had a new gleam to them. I could feel the strength of her. She wouldn’t stop.

“Promise. Not me, but promise your daughter that you won’t give up.”

“I promise,” she said solemnly.

And with those words something else happened. Something I didn’t think was possible. Something no one would have expected. For the briefest instance, Cicely’s eyes glowed amber. It was like the passing of a flash of light, it was so fast, but I caught it.

She looked back at me as I was clearly trying to puzzle out what I had just seen. “What’s wrong?”

“Your eyes...”

She pulled back. “My eyes?” she asked as she opened her purse. She was apparently looking for a mirror.

“They’re normal now but I thought I saw...”

She looked up anxiously. “What? What did you see?”

“Your irises, they flashed amber.”

I could feel her shock and dismay. “My eyes... flashed amber?”

I nodded.

She franticly pulled off her coat and threw it onto the back of Sally’s car. Then she started unbuttoning her blouse and finally tugged away the collar. “My mark should be a white series of chevrons.”

I could see her mark, where her shoulder met her neck. The shape was a series of chevrons, just as she said, but instead of white they were amber.