The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Jeri shook my hand with an unsure look on her face. The moment our skins made contact, that look melted into one of awe. She knew she belonged. Her gray blue eyes flashed with memories as another exchange occurred. She closed her eyes to take in the slight rush.

I held her hands waiting to see how she would respond. I hadn’t warned her of what was coming and no one had told her about my gifts or the arrangements that had occurred as a result. She might become angry or scared or just accept it.

When she opened her eyes, she looked over and found the rest of the girls who were already gathered. She didn’t look angry or upset. The feeling I got from her was a happiness of being with loved ones.

“Welcome to our family,” I said quietly and she stepped past me. Everyone smiled at her too. It wasn’t hard to tell that they found her a sensual feast for the eyes. They devoured her down and with touches and light caresses welcomed her as only our group could. They moved around, taking turns touching her skin and finally she reached Renée.

I knew she had been interested in Renée. The fact that Renée was with me only gave her pause. I wondered if she had been like Nadia, living a lesbian life. The memories I gleaned confirmed it, but it also told a story of a woman in love with the perfect husband and a delicious opportunity she didn’t deny herself. Her husband, Keith Belle, figured out that she had been seeing someone else and thought it had been another man. Even when he found out that it was a woman she had been with, he left anyway. To him it was still cheating. The woman, Julia, never knew that Jeri was married. She disappeared the next day. A moment of weakness and she lost the two people she loved the most. Even my tale hadn’t been that heart-wrenching.

Everyone watched as Renée and Jeri hugged. Jeri wanted more. She wanted to kiss Renée, just as tenderly and lovingly as she had Julia or Keith. She had never felt the same for anyone since that horrid ending. She explored her desire for other women. Most of the time, it had been one night stands or even a short lived tryst. The longest relationship lasted two months, but Jeri just couldn’t find room in her broken heart for another. She hadn’t been with many lovers, but it had been enough to learn what she was looking for. Renée was the type of woman she was attracted to, tall, blonde, and leggy. Breast size wasn’t a matter of importance to her, but Renée had a wonderful chest that even she wanted to get to know.

The two women pulled from the hug and held hands as they turned to me. Maybe Renée felt more than Jeri’s touch. They seemed to know each others desires. Did Renée’s list of women she had been interested in include Jeri? It was possible. She had taken me to meet Jeri but that was before we discovered how my Charm was affecting women. Did Renée suspect at that time what I was able to do? We would have to discuss it one day. At that moment it wasn’t important.

I stepped up and both of them gave me light kisses. “How is that for a welcome?” I asked Jeri.

She looked around. “Wonderful.” Her eyes hadn’t really stopped for anyone except Renée and then she looked back at me.

“I’m glad you’re here. I wonder if you can help with a dilemma.”

She tilted her head to the side. “What dilemma?”

I nodded. “Before I ask, understand that our one running rule is that you don’t do anything you don’t want to. Simple and to the point.”

She nodded.

I turned and extracted Yvonne from behind the others. She stood meekly in her tight top and thong. “Yvonne ended up being the subject of my latest development and is need of something that fits properly. The dress she had for tonight won’t fit.”

Jeri was looking Yvonne over, nodding. She wasn’t wearing her mask for work and it was a vast improvement. If that knowledgeable mask had been her true face, I would have been in trouble. Not that I wasn’t already, but it would have made it even more difficult concentrating on something with her around.

“I’ve got a tape measure in the car,” she said to Yvonne. “Let’s find out what you’re up to and I’ll call the store to see if we have anything in stock.” She looked at me and I knew what was coming next. “Who’s paying for this?”

I didn’t have an answer for her because I didn’t have that much money. Yvonne had her own job but she also had bills of her own too. Erin and Nadia were already willing to share clothes, maybe that would be a better idea than just buying something new. Then Tabitha stepped up.

“I will.” She looked at me. “He can pay me back for it later.” I still owed Renée for so many purchases, and for that matter Erin and Nadia had given me credit that they would call even with some one-on-one time, and I mean one ON one, literally.

Jeri nodded and went to her car to get the tape measure. A few seconds later there was another knock on the door. I mumbled, “She doesn’t have to knock to come back in,” as I pulled open the door. The twins were standing there. One wore a sheer white top with trumpeted sleeves and only half the buttons together. Her black bra was visible through the material and her cleavage was wonderfully framed at the top. Her legs were adorned by a black skirt that stopped high on her thighs. Linda’s eyes shone with the elated feeling of seeing me. Her hair was pulled to one side, showing off the series of silver studs lining her ear.

The reason I knew that was Linda was because Li was wearing an outfit more like a business suit. As a commercial artist, her attire conformed to her profession in a business setting versus her sister’s more relaxed environment. Li had her blue-gray jacket off and held over her shoulder. The effect was the way her arm pressed against her breast and caused her cleavage to surge up in the opening of her blouse. She too had several buttons undone and also wore a black bra. Her skirt matched the jacket and below, her legs were decorated with stockings and black high heels. The two may have been dressed differently but Li’s eyes certainly mirrored her sisters when she saw me.

I held out my hands and they latched onto me like they had been starving for my touch. I drew them inside just as Jeri returned with the tape measure. She only glanced my way and moved over the Yvonne to finish what she started. I led the twins to the couch and someone closed the door.

Linda and Li were all over me. Tongues, hands and other body parts rubbed and stroked as they greeted my hunger with theirs. It was quickly degenerating into a three-way right there in the living room because I could feel hands fumbling with my shorts, trying to get them open and at my full and throbbing boner. Every time one mouth left mine and I tried to speak, the other would seal over me and keep me silent.

I finally caught the timing of it and called very loudly, “STOP!!”

Both of them froze.

I could feel a hand wrapped around me, just that close to showing off my full manhood to the entire room. All three of us where breathing heavily from the building excitement and I knew that if we kept it up, that day-dream I had had in the shower when with Yvonne could become reality. It did hold a certain appeal. Why not just let the girls have what they wanted, all of them? Because it would probably kill me. My abilities allowed me to have more sex than most normal people, but with the hungers of nine women in the room and only one phallic object to fill those hungers, whatever limit I had would be tested, pushed, and probably exceeded.

I looked at each of the twin temptresses and knew that they would push those limitations. Even if none of the others got involved, the twins alone would try and find out who would concede first, me or them. They had underestimated me the night before. Actually, I still didn’t know what my skill really was. I just strove to give each of them what they needed. The twins loved it a bit rough and very thorough. If they had the opportunity they would tag team a guy and leave him passed out in bed. They had told me how almost no one man could satisfy both of them when they worked together and last night I had beat those odds. Today, they wanted to push that limit they had grown accustomed to. They wanted to find out if I could really give them what they craved deep down inside. It was very tempting.

“As much as I want this, we can’t. Not right now,” I said.

Linda replied, “You want this as much as we do.”

“Why deny yourself or us?” echoed Li.

I came up with the one excuse that would work. “Because we don’t have the time to do it right.”

They both sat back disappointed. I heard chuckling from my right. The rest had seen and heard but not come around to outright watch. It was an illusion of privacy that I was thankful for. I looked over at the rest of them. “What time is it?”

“Just after five,” Chloe answered.

“Renée would you mind taking Chloe and Erin back to your place for showers? Mine ran out of hot water when Yvonne and I were in there.” She nodded and the three of them started gathering stuff to leave.

I looked at Jeri. “What have you found out?”

“That depends on what she wants and...” she looked briefly at Tabitha, “...what she’s willing to pay for.”

Tabitha looked at me. “The sky’s the limit.”

Oh dear.

Jeri looked back at me with a knowing smile. Not the mask she wore for work but a portion of it. She understood why Tabitha was willing to spend so much for one of my other girls. She was going to take her payment out of me with interest. “Are there any restrictions?”

I got up and looked Yvonne over. She really did look good enough to eat, and to fuck.

Damn.

“Elegant, sexy, but not too sexy.” I turned to look at each of them. “I want you all to look good, really good. I want them to see what they cannot have.” I looked at Jeri. “Your outfit is perfect.” I turned to Nadia. “Are you wearing that or something else?”

“I have a longer skirt and matching jacket.” She answered with a smile. She enjoyed how I initially reacted to her top and I couldn’t argue that it would turn heads. A light jacket would take off a bit of edge.

“Excellent. I don’t mind any of you showing off cleavage, a bit of thigh or even something see-through,” as I indicated Linda’s top, “but stay away from anything that would truly be suggestive as easy. Your target is to cause a double-take or two. However, I want you covered. This is not to turn into an orgy, not without a serious show of honesty on their parts. Even if things do go extremely well and it becomes a possibility, our rule stands and applies to others. No one does anything they do not want to.”

“What about the collars?” Chloe asked.

I stepped over to her and ran my hands up her arms to hold her shoulders. I looked into her eyes as I asked, “Do you want to wear the collar?”

She nodded. I could even feel through our link what she was really looking for. She wanted me to want her to wear it too. I didn’t like the collars. They were a symbol of ownership and she already wore a mark of our binding, an amber streak of light down the center of her chest. If I could have found a way to make those marks stand out instead I would have, because they better represented us as a group, simple, soft, and neutral.

“Where’s the outfit you’re going to wear with it?” I asked. I didn’t want to collar to look wrong on her dress.

“I’ll go get it,” she said and went out to her car.

I turned to the rest. “This is a show that we are equals. I am not your master, you are not my slaves or subjects. All of us have a voice and that voice counts, even Chloe’s, but I don’t want her looking like the pet of our group. That would demean her.”

All of them nodded, especially Erin.

Chloe returned in a huff. She must have run once she got to her car. She was holding something on a hanger covered by a clear plastic covering dry cleaners used. She pulled off the plastic and removed one piece. It was a leather skirt of straps that hung from the wide belt-like waist band. I couldn’t tell if there was an actual skirt behind all the loose straps, but with the sheer number it was enough to show but not give an open view. She held it to her hips and the top, still on the hanger she held to her chest. It was also leather with cups for support and a buckle between those cups. There were no shoulder straps to it. It also looked small even for her. She smiled at me over the outfit. I was actually curious as to what it would look like with the collar. Her hands were full, so I grabbed one from the bag and held it to her neck. It looked good. In fact the buckle of the collar closely matched the buckles of the skirt and top. I could see why she wanted it.

I looked around and saw a few nods, even Erin seemed to approve. I turned back and looked Chloe in the eyes. “Yes, please.” She understood and her smile was the brightest I had seen yet.

“Ral, you’re forgetting one person in all of this,” Renée said.

I looked around. Jeri, Erin, Nadia, Yvonne, Chloe, Tabitha, Renée, Linda and Li were all present. “Who am I forgetting?”

She sauntered up to me and the smile that spread across her lips made me fear her answer. “You.”

“Um... me? What do you mean? I’m wearing some of the clothes you bought me yesterday. I’ll be dressed up.”

She nodded. “And I know what you mean by dressed up. You’ll have on a nice conservative black slacks and button up shirt, maybe a tie and dress shoes. Am I right?”

That had been the plan. I nodded with a dread creeping up my spine that told me it wouldn’t be that easy.

She shook her head in contrast to my nodding. “Nadia. Yvonne.” She spoke and they appeared next to her. I had a feeling those two were anticipating this. “Since you two have already had showers and so has he, you two help him with something appropriate to what all of us will be wearing. Don’t exceed the rules he laid down, but don’t let him get away with anything too loose either.”

I started to open my mouth to retort, to point out my possible reluctance, but she put a finger to my lips. It always worked.

“You are going to have the treat of seeing us all decked out to draw attention. We want the same from you. It’s only fair. Besides, there’s nothing in that wardrobe that you didn’t agree to, so there won’t be any problems. Will there?”

She already knew the answer. Besides, she was right about it being fair. It wasn’t fair that I asked them to dress up elegant and sexy and I didn’t do the same for them. She was also right about all the eye candy that I would be surrounded by. Since they all had eyes for mostly me, except where they had eyes for each other, I couldn’t dress myself down. Nadia and Yvonne would see to it that I met those rules. I was both scared and intrigued at how it would turn out.

I nodded, agreeing to what she said. Everyone seemed to get either a curious look, wondering how I would be dressed, or a gleam like Renée’s, knowing what was possible and seeing the final product.

I took a deep breath to ease away the anxiety of what was to come and let it out slow. I turned back to the twins as the others grouped up and started leaving. I even noticed Yvonne and Nadia going into my bedroom.

Linda asked, “What’s with the collars?”

Then Li asked, “How long will this meeting last?”

I took their hands and a flash of memories passed between us.

They shook their heads, “What was that?” “What a rush.”

“That was a sharing of memories. I’m sure you have both felt the connection you each share with me. It allows us to know each others emotions and thoughts. No hiding. It also answers questions far more smoothly than words.”

They both nodded. They had not only gotten my memories from the day but my desire to help them test those limits they sought to push. I could feel their excitement at the idea, but they also understood the importance of the upcoming meeting.

“Did you two bring anything to wear?”

They both nodded. The movement gave me a flash of some of their memories, wearing the same clothes, dating the same guys sometimes at the same time or on a three-way date. It made me wonder what they were going to wear and I caught a flash of red silk Japanese Kimonos with golden dragons embroidered down the front. Each dress was a mirror image to the other. If they put their hair up as I remembered them doing previously, they would be just as incredible as the rest.

They smiled at me and it must have shown on my face how much I liked the idea of their planned attire. I turned and escorted them to the bathroom. After a blazing kiss from each, they shut themselves in. I could hear the shower start up.

It was time to face my own music. I turned and stepped into the doorway of my bedroom. Nadia and Yvonne were going through my clothes, looking for the right combination of shirt and slacks. The pair of black leather boots Renée bought was already at the foot of the bed. I was curious as to what they could come up with. I walked over, sat on the bed and got ready to play a live Ken doll.