The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Ashley called out to her husband James “Hey, moving van next door! Looks like we have new neighbors finally.”

“About time, talk about timing. Right as we move into this development the market down turns and the whole place nearly goes under. Glad they finally sold at least one other lot.” James replied as he came up behind his wife who was looking out the front window.

The development was a really large upper class neighborhood that had gotten off to a slow start due to a bad downturn in the local housing market. Rick and Ashley had been the only ones to purchase a house for about 4 months and they were glad to finally have neighbors. The houses were pretty nice, 3 stories, pools in the back, saunas, balcony, 3 car garage, and most certainly were not cheap. But Rick was a top notch lawyer at the top law firm in the city and Ashley was a computer consultant who did contract work de-bugging systems for banks and international businesses. They had tons of money and loved the house so it hadn’t been an issue.

“Hey, there’s the car. Oops, cars. Hmmmmm, nice Cadillac and, whoa, check out the BMW! Nice. Good taste in cars for one of them anyway. I always think of pimps when I see a caddy.” James said.

Ashley elbowed him. “How many times to I have to tell you to keep an open mind? That sounds like something my redneck brother would say.”

James was about to reply when he saw the couple getting out of their cars. They were black, well dressed, and seemed to be very happy as they looked around.

“Well, let’s go say hi.” Ashley said and they headed out the door.

Ashley walked up to the couple with James as the man was pointing to the movers and telling them that the blue boxes go upstairs. The woman glanced over and nudged the man who turned and smiled.

“Hello! I’m Tyrone Johnson and this is my wife Monica, I guess you are the neighbors?” he said in a slightly loud voice.

Ashley smiled and James replied “You are correct. I’m James and this is Ashley my wife. Welcome to the neighborhood. Well, it’s one now that there is more than one couple of the street.

“True. But I like it quiet. Gives you the chance to be yourself and relax.” Monica said as she shook James hand and then Ashley’s hand.

Ashley felt a slight tingle as she shook Monica’s hand and then another one as Tyrone shook it. She blinked and mentally shrugged.

They made some small talk and found out that Tyrone was a money manager for a large diverse group of private investors and Monica was a semi-retired model who was starting to break into managing models.

James and Ashley were both impressed by their neighbors. Tyrone was a large man, slightly taller than James, but heavily built and muscled, handsome in a rough way like a streetwise hustler who had made it and was not quite down with how to perfectly fit in. Monica was a sexy, hot black woman standing nearly 6 feet tall, with long toned legs that went on forever, beautiful shiny black hair done up in a tower neatly, a nice chest (at least a 38 DD), and a nice face with beautiful lips painted bright cherry red.

Ashley couldn’t help but feel a bit inferior. She wasn’t quite as tall, or as toned and her chest was a respectable 34DD. Her sandy blonde hair was cut shorter in the pixie style (easier to maintain while traveling for contract jobs), and she wasn’t quite the hourglass that Monica was. James seemed a bit intimidated as well. Ashley noticed that Tyrone was just a touch loud and brash, not enough to be over the top, but enough to notice.

After the small talk, Ashley invited them over for dinner and they accepted gladly. Tyrone shook their hands one more time and said “Hey, thanks for coming out and saying hi. It means a lot to meet people who don’t have issues with my, urm, look.”

James looked a bit uncomfortable, but Ashley quickly spoke up. “Thank you, we are very open minded here.”

“Yes, open minded. Very good.” Monica said, and Ashley and James felt that tingle again.

The dinner had been very pleasant with Tyrone explaining his work with lots of folks who had issues getting proper help. Mostly his work was for people who had records or other past troubles and therefore got the cold shoulder from more established companies. Tyrone explained that there was a lot of money to made for this niche and the vast majority were folks who had straightened up. He got an occasional bad apple, but he dropped them as soon as he found out anything that would bring down the law.

Tyrone had asked James about his job and they had talked a long time about business. Tyrone had suggested that he should consider working for some of his clients. They usually needed as much advice about the law as money and they certainly could afford his services. James had been reluctant to go down that road as his firm frowned on that type of client, but Monica had spoken up.

“Your attitude doesn’t sound very open minded suddenly. What’s the problem?”

Ashley had been about to speak up on James defense when she felt a tingle. She blinked and then said “You know, they have a point. It wouldn’t hurt the image of the firm to help people trying to start over with the best advice they can get. We need to keep an open mind after all”

James had opened his mouth but he instead nodded as soon as he heard Ashley say keep an open mind.

“That’s right. We aren’t redneck trash here. Everyone needs a new start.” He thought to himself and then said he might consider it for a client or two if Tyrone would vouch for them.

“That’s the spirit; I just knew you two had nice open minds.” Tyrone had said with slightly ominous chuckle as Monica smiled at Ashley.

The next day was interesting.

First, James’ Lexus had trouble starting. Tyrone had been leaving at just the same time and offered to give James a lift as it turned out Tyrone office was actually nearby the law firm. James agreed and Ashley waved goodbye as they drove off, hearing just a slightly too loud rap song playing.

Ashley was doing some online courses over the next month in preparation for her next contract, so she headed to her computer. She had just logged on when she heard her doorbell.

She found Monica standing there in yoga pants and sport bra. “I’m so sorry to bother you, but do you have a yoga mat? Mine is packed up still.”

“Of course, come on in, it’s downstairs in our home gym.”

She led Monica downstairs and Monica complemented her on the gym. “You must be in great shape with all of this.”

“Not really, I usually get sucked into work or the computer. My workouts leave a lot to be desired.” Ashley answered.

“Well, maybe you need to change up workouts. Here why don’t you try some stretching with me? It will help wake you up, loosen you up and you’ll feel great the rest of the day. Have an open mind about it.”

Ashley had been ready to say no until she heard the words “open mind” and she then immediately thought “You know, it wouldn’t hurt to try it. Look at Monica, even being half as nice as her would be great!”

“Ok.” Ashley replied and soon they were both doing yoga. Ashley was impressed by Monica’s abilities and surprised at her own. Monica seemed to be able to coax her body into great stretches and poses. Monica quietly whispered in her ear over and over to just relax and keep an open mind and listen to her suggestions. Ashley blinked suddenly and realized that Monica was rolling up the mats and that a whole hour had passed.

“Wow! That was great! We should do this more often.” Ashley said as she stood and felt nice and loose.

Monica smiled and replied “Well, how about we make this a morning ritual then? I’ll come on over or you can come over once we are unpacked and we can be yoga partners.”

“Yeah! I like that idea. Let’s get a smoothie and then I need to get to work.” Ashley led her upstairs and started up the machine and added in various fruits. Just as she was ready to close it Monica pulled out a bottle of vodka and added a small shot. “Hey a little bit never hurt, keep an open mind.”

Ashley blinked and smiled. “Of course, let’s just make sure we don’t tell anyone.” Monica laughed and agreed and they enjoyed the smoothies.

James got home a bit late that evening. He and Tyrone had stopped off for a drink and Tyrone had introduced him to a friend who needed some legal help.

“Just a bunch of parking tickets and some speeding tickets. The guy was completely disorganized so he hadn’t made his court date and got a bench warrant issued. He asked me for help and he paid for my time with no issues. I kinda thought this work was beneath me, but I kept an open mind about it. This guy is doing really well and helping him was easy. I think Tyrone may be on to something about a niche market for this stuff.”

“That’s good baby, I’m glad we are both getting on so well with our neighbors.” Ashley replied.

That night as they got ready for bed James discovered something. “Hey Ashley, I never noticed before but we can see the neighbors bedroom window. They don’t have any curtains up yet and I can see them getting ready for bed.”

Ashley came over and sure enough they had a ringside seat to the neighbors’ master bedroom. Tyrone was wearing a large Lakers jersey and Monica was in a set of yoga pants and a t shirt. They were both getting into bed when Monica looked over and gasped and then started laughing and pointing at them. Tyrone looked over and started to laugh to and then James and Ashley both started to laugh. They waved and their neighbors waved back and then turned off the lights. James did the same and they went to bed chuckling.

The next day Tyrone’s car had a problem so James gave him a ride. Ashley snickered as she heard some rap music coming from James car as they drove off.

“Huh, Tyrone must be rubbing off on him. Good thing he has an open mind.” Ashley thought as she waved to Monica who was walking over in her yoga outfit. Ashley looked at her and thought her outfit seemed a bit tighter and more revealing than the day before but didn’t finish the thought as Monica hugged her with a laugh.

“Sorry, no show last night. Maybe you’ll get lucky tonight though?” Monica said with a grin as they went to the home gym.

“Well, we keep an open mind. Although I figure I’ll be seeing curtains before anything like that.”

They did their yoga and Ashley did some really great stretches and poses. Monica was a great coach and partner. They finished their yoga and went upstairs for a smoothie. Monica added some vodka (maybe a bit more than yesterday) and they made some small talk.

Monica asked Ashley about their pool and who serviced it. “We need to get ours set up before we can use it. I like a mid-day swim though; can I come over at about 1pm and use yours?”

Ashley said no issues, but she would be working on her training as she was a bit behind from yesterday. The yoga had relaxed her a lot and she had found it hard to focus.

Monica smiled at that and said she would be by at 1.

At one o’clock, Monica knocked on the door. Ashley had to catch her breath at the sight. Monica looked amazing in a one piece stark white bathing suit that made her skin color jump out. She wore mirror shades and white flip flops and she let Ashley show her the pool.

“You know, if you are having a hard time concentrating why don’t you take a break? Put on a suit and come for a swim with me. It’ll be fun, and it will help tone your body with that yoga.” Monica said.

Ashley was going to protest, but Monica replied “You really need to be open minded about other solutions to your problems. Your mind is obviously overtaxed, take a break.”

“Yeah, I need to be open minded about this. This might work.” Ashley replied without a second thought and ran off to change.

An hour later Ashley was tired but also elated. They had swum multiple laps, both for time and for distance. She was really feeling good and stretched as she got out of the pool.

“Wow! That really feels great! I’m ready to go tackle my studies now. Thanks for coming over.” Ashley said to Monica who also was toweling off.

Monica smiled back at her. “Having a healthy body is key to a healthy mind. Glad you were open minded enough to listen to me. We should make this a daily event.”

Ashley nodded eagerly and agreed that this was going to be part of the new routine. Monica headed home and Ashley hit the books hard. James got home a bit late again, having stopped with Tyrone for another after work drink at a club.

“Tyrone has some really interesting customers and friends. Lots of folks who are trying to recover from a bad start or a bad decision. He introduced me to several pro athletes and I think I scored the firm some real high profile customers.”

Ashley grinned and they finished a bottle of wine. Ashley was feeling really randy and soon she and James had headed up stairs and were kissing heavily. She almost didn’t think to close the curtains but reached over as she and her husband started to strip down. Just as she pulled the curtain closed she caught a glimpse of Monica. Monica was smiling and giving her a thumbs up. Ashley grinned back and returned the sign as she saw Tyrone wrap his hands around his wife’s waist and start nuzzling her neck. She drew the curtains closed and had a thought “Wow, maybe I should leave the curtains open one time and let them watch.”

Ashley blinked at the thought, and shook her head slightly. She was wondering where such a thought had come from when James removed her bra and started playing with her nipples. She rapidly lost her train of thought and was soon gasping for breath. And James began to lick between her legs her last intelligent thought was “Why not open the curtains? You should keep an open mind.”

Oddly enough, Ashley thought the voice in her head sounded like Monica’s.

The rest of the week passed quickly. Ashley and Monica did yoga in the mornings followed by vodka smoothies (Monica kept added more vodka, but Ashley kept an open mind and found it was a nice way to take the edge of the morning), and then an hour of swimming in the afternoons. Ashley noticed her energy was going up and her body was definitely showing some nice tone. James was now coming home at about 6:30 every night after having an after work drink with Tyrone. He had brought in a large list of clients to the firm, and while there was some grumbling about the type of client, most of James’ bosses were happy with the business. James also was listening to Rap music as Tyrone had gotten him interested in it. Their sex life had picked up as well, and each night seemed to end with a bottle of wine and a trip upstairs.

The next week started the same, but Monica had a change for Ashley after the swim.

“Hey, you know that after I swim I just go over to our deck and sunbathe. Why don’t you join me and we just do it here? The sun’s in a better position. Your skin is nice, but some direct sunlight will make it much better.”

Ashley wasn’t sure and made noises about having work to do, but Monica was pretty persuasive and after she offered to mix a pitcher of margaritas Ashley gave in. Monica mixed it up and put some vodka in it.

“Hey, keep an open mind Ashley, lots of people do 3 drink lunches so a simple splash of vodka won’t hurt a bit.”

Ashley blinked and thought a second. “Yeah, I need to keep an open mind about this. A splash won’t hurt.” And so she and Monica tanned for 30 minutes and enjoyed the Margaritas.

Ashley noticed a couple of other changes that week. She was definitely looking better from the workouts and tanning, and she found herself wanting to show off her body more so her clothing tastes had changed. She now wore yoga pants and sport bras around the house and when she went out, she usually wore a tighter blouse and a shorter skirt. James had taken to wearing suits that had some color to them and was listening to Rap music all the time. Ashley hadn’t liked it, but once after work when all of them were talking in the driveway Tyrone had commented that her attitude wasn’t very open minded and she had realized he was right. After listening to a special mix from Monica, she had become hooked and now listened to it all day.

The following week Monica caught Ashley doing a dance in the kitchen to a song on her mix tape when she came by for their yoga. She smiled a sort of evil smile.

“Nice moves. I used to dance before I became a model. Having a lot of different talents is useful in the biz. You could be a great dancer.”

“Oh, I don’t think I have your grace. I’m really nothing but left feet.” Ashley replied with a flush.

“No, no. With some coaching you could do very well. After the yoga, you’re coming with me.” Monica said. “Be open minded about this.”

“Of course. Yeah, it can’t hurt to at least try can it?” Ashley responded. “I need to be open minded.”

“That’s the spirit, girlfriend.”

They did yoga, and had a strong vodka smoothie. Ashley had a slight buzz from it as Monica led her back to her house and downstairs.

Ashley was impressed by the basement. It was set up like a bar, with a large selection of alcohol, a bar, chairs, tables, and a small stage. It even had a disco ball. And on the stage was a…

“Is that a stripper pole?” Ashley asked with an embarrassed giggle.

“Yes, I use it for my pole dancing workout. Don’t let the stripper association fool you, this is a GREAT workout and the yoga routines get you in perfect shape for it. Keep an open mind about this, you’ll love it.”

Ashley found herself agreeing and soon was dancing to the mix tape that Monica had made for her. She listened to Monica and watched her as she did her routine. Ashley had to admit it was pretty sexy and she found herself thinking how cool it would be to be as sexy as Monica. With that thought she pushed herself hard to do it right. Monica smiled the whole time and took charge of her eager pupil and worked her hard.

After an hour had passed, Ashley was sweaty, tired and happy. Monica had given her lots of guidance and she found herself wanting to do more, but she listened to her girlfriend and then instead went up stairs for lunch. They swam that day in Monica’s pool, and Ashley had to borrow a suit from Monica. It was a thong bikini with a tiger strip pattern. Ashley giggled when she saw it and said it looked like something a hooker would wear.

“You need to keep an open mind. Lots of folks would disagree with you on that, this is a perfectly good suit and it’s made for a hot body to wear. You’re a hot body, so wear it and show off that bod.” Monica had said sternly.

Ashley blinked and replied “Of course, I’m sorry. I’ll keep an open mind.”

She put it on and they swam their laps. When they got out and moved to tan Monica stopped her and gave her some instruction on how to properly wear a tiger strip thong bikini.

“I like you Ashley, you have a nice open mind and are willing to learn about how other people live and do things. So let me explain how you need to wear this. This is a bikini, a tiger strip bikini. It’s designed to be worn by a hottie who is unafraid of her body and loves to show it off. You wear this and you WANT to be looked at and fantasized about. You wear this because you want every eye following you, either wanting you or wanting to be you. Watch how I walk, this is how you do it.” Monica said and then proceeded to strut along the pool in a slow, sensuous stride.

Ashley couldn’t help but gape at her as she glided by. Her ass swayed, her long legs strutted, and her whole body seemed to drip sexy promise of what kind of awesome fun awaited someone brave enough to take her.

Monica stopped and turned to Ashley. “Now you.”

The next hour turned into a drill session as Monica retrained Ashley in how to walk and move in the thong bikini. Ashley found herself feeling sexy and hot. She could almost imagine the eyes of strangers glued to her ass and her gentle sway. By the time they had finished Ashley couldn’t remember any other way of walking.

She hugged her friend and thanked her and she agreed that after yoga, she would come over and they would pole dance for an hour, then lunch, and then swim, and then suntan. When Monica asked about her work and online courses, Ashley replied that she was thinking of taking some time off work. James was doing really well so the money wasn’t needed. But some “me” time might be just the thing.

Monica had smiled at that and had made one last suggestion. Ashley should wear only lingerie at home for a while to practice her moving. Ashley was hesitant, but Monica suggested that she just have a couple of Vodka Tonics if she felt odd and she would be fine. Ashley agreed, went home, had two drinks and practiced her strut.

Ashley meet James at the door when he got home and gave him a big sloppy kiss. James’ eyes roamed over his wife’s body and he licked his lips.

“Damn baby, you are looking FINE! I am gonna totally tap that ass tonight!”

Ashley blinked at James tone. “Glad you like my look, but that is a bit crude of a response isn’t it? Tap that ass? You sound like a player.”

“Hey baby, don’t be talking like that. This type of talk is how lots of folks, especially inner city types, talk. If I’m going to be their lawyer, I need to talk like them and understand them. You need have an open mind, like Ty says.” James responded.

Ashley blinked. “Of course; how stupid of me to think like that. We aren’t redneck trash after all and I am an open minded person after all.” She replied and James smiled.

“That’s the stuff. Here, listen to this great mix tape Ty hooked me up with. Got some killer tracks on it.” James said as he led his wife into the living room with his hand on her ass. Ashley giggled and let herself be led. “You got it James.”

“Call me Jay baby. That’s the name my boys call me.” Jay replied.

Ashley looked at her husband for a second and had some thought go through her head rapidly. “Jay? He hates having his name shortened; he despises being called Jim even. Why the hell are we listening to Rap music? We HATE rap! It so ghetto! Why have I been blowing off my classes lately? I can’t complain about getting into shape, but POLE DANCING? What the hell is wrong with me?”

Ashley’s eyes betrayed her inner turmoil and her husband picked up on it right away. Just as she opened her mouth, Jay leaned down and kissed her hard. He stuck his tongue down her throat and grabbed her ass hard. He hit the remote on the stereo and cranked the volume. Ashley’s eyes shot open as the first beats came out. It was her favorite song from Monica’s mix tape and she had been dancing too it at home and during their workout.

Jay broke his passionate kiss and grinned at her. “Nice tune, especially if you have an open mind.”

Ashley’s conflicted thoughts melted when she heard her husband say that. She broke into a grin, and then a full smile when he said “I can tell you like this track, why don’t you show Jay some moves with that hot little bod of yours?”

Ashley immediately shoved Jay on the couch and began to give him a nice dance. She had to improvise as she didn’t have a pole, but she could tell by Jay’s whistles and cries of “Fuck yeah baby, that’s the stuff!” that she was having an effect.

The song finished, and Jay practically jumped her right there. He shoved her down, ripped off her thong bottom and roughly shoved his cock into her sweaty, slick pussy. Ashley had some distant thoughts echo in her head about how weird this was, but they melted away under the pounding she got from her husband.

They fucked on the floor, they fucked again in the kitchen, and they didn’t even touch their supper, just grabbed the last bottle of wine and raced up stairs. In the bedroom, an already naked Ashley ripped off Jay’s shirt and tie and jumped up on him. She wrapped her legs around him and forced him back against the window where he began to pump into her.

Ashley was nearly mindless by this time, but she had enough brains left to look over at their neighbors. She was barely able to give a thumbs up to Monica who was bent over the dresser, completely naked, and getting pounded up the ass by Tyrone. Tyrone and Monica both were smiling huge smiles and they both waved. Ashley lost sight of them as Jay staggered over to the bed and tossed her on it and jumped on her. They fucked like complete animals until early morning and passed out.

Jay called in sick that day. Tyrone had the day off as well, so they hooked up and headed into town to meet some new clients. Ashley had gone over to Monica’s place and after yoga they were talking about Jay’s new clients.

“Ty’s really happy about Jay’s eagerness to help his clients. Jay’s really making a name for himself among our people as a good guy. You both are so open minded; I wish all white folks were like you. No offense meant.” Monica said as she poured in a quarter bottle of vodka to the blender.

“Glad to hear that girlfriend. I have really learned a lot these last few weeks and I can’t complain about how I am looking and feeling.” Ashley replied as she took a swing from the bottle Monica put down.

“Yeah? How about your work and career?” Monica asked.

“I really didn’t realize that I needed some “me” time. Getting in shape, reconnecting with Jay, hanging out with my best girlfriend, sunbathing, pole dancing; exactly what I needed. Get away from the rat race, and let my brain have a rest.” Ashley replied.

“Yes, you really did need to have a nice rest. You were so uptight when we met. But you have a nice open mind and you listened to my good advice didn’t you?” Monica asked as she sipped her smoothie.

Ashley swallowed a large mouthful and replied “Yeah, smartest thing I have done in a long time.”

Monica watched as Ashley drained her smoothie and then another one, and then about half a one as she emptied the blender. Monica smiled as a somewhat glassy eyed Ashley stood and stumbled and then giggled as she righted herself.

“I don’t think we should do a workout today, we need a “Girl’s Day Out”. I’m taking you out for a makeover and some new clothes. It will be fun.” Monica said as she took Ashley by the hand.

Ashley let herself be led to Monica’s bedroom and was soon dressed in pair of tight leather pants, tight white blouse and a leather jacket. “Just until we can get you some new clothes.” Monica had said with a smile and then they piled into her black BMW and off they went.

Monica drove through the upscale part of town and kept right on into a much seedier area downtown. She pulled up in front of a clothing store in a cinder block building with the name “Downtown Street Fashion”. She got out and got several nods from some of the rather lower class locals while she shooed Ashley inside. The locals hadn’t jeered her or anything. They had actually looked at her and several had grinned. One had even nodded to her and said “Welcome to the downtown, be seeing you some more real soon.” Ashley had been a bit confused by that but let herself be led inside.

Monica walked right up to the counter and greeted the clerk, a pretty black/Hispanic mix with several blonde streaks in her otherwise black hair, like an old friend. The clerk had immediately taken Ashley by the hand and led her back to a changing room. She said she was soooooo glad to have such an open minded white woman as a customer and Monica was such a dear friend and long time customer that she would attend to Ashley personally.

Ashley was soon stark naked in a changing room and trying on all sorts of things. Tube dresses, mini dresses, micro-skirts, stockings, busters, chemises, all kinds of hot pants and tube tops, the list was seemingly endless. Everything she tried on was skimpier and tighter than the piece before. Ashley several times tried to stop the clerk from dressing her in even more revealing clothing, but every time Monica would simply ask her to have an open mind, and she would realize how “white” she was being and she would then apologize and remember to check her privileges and go with the flow. After the outer clothing came some very tiny negligees and thongs, and then some serious shoes. Ashley forced herself to be open minded and so found that anything without a stiletto heel of at least 5 inches was simply not going to do. After a dozen pairs of shoes, and some nice thigh boots, came some jewelry. Nice big golden hoop earrings, some cheap plastic bangles and some ankle bracelets. Monica even had some little one piece earrings put in. “These are not for you ears, I’ll show you later.” She had said with a shared smile to the clerk.

Ashley and Monica had to make 4 trips to the car to carry everything, and while Ashley was worried about maybe being mugged, no one came near the car although lots of folks stopped to look and grin at Ashley as she carried the bags.

Monica then took her down the street to a salon. The entrance was in an alley, and the door didn’t even have a sign over it. But it opened up when Monica knocked and the large black woman who answered hugged her close.

“Staci, this is my BFF Ashley. She is taking a break from the rat race and she needs a makeover. I’m thinking the Number 4 myself.” Monica said with an evil smile as Ashley shook Staci’s hand.

Staci looked Ashley over for a minute. “Yeahhhhhh, the number 4 on this one is just the thing. She gonna need some new tits though to pull it off.”

Monica winked at Ashley, “Of course, that’s for later.”

Ashley was a bit nervous when Staci took her into a back room to start the makeover. Staci wasn’t much of a talker and told her simply to shut it and just listen to the music while she worked. Ashley listened and realized it was part of the mix tape her BFF had given her and she was soon zoning out as Staci worked.

“Huh?”

“I said get up. I’m done. You fell asleep a while back; I’m done so get up and let’s see how you look.” Staci said whipping the towel off Ashley.

“Oh baby girl! You look HOT.” Monica said as she helped Ashley spin in the chair and look in the mirror.

Ashley gasped at the face that looked back. Her hair had been growing for nearly 4 weeks and had definitely grown out of the pixie style she normally wore. It now hung straight down to her shoulder blades. Her sandy brown to blonde hair was now solid platinum blonde and damn near glowed. Her makeup was flawlessly done, but heavy. Her wore dark eyeliner, bright cherry red lipstick and had long lashes. Her nails and toes were now bright pink. This went very well with the metallic tube dress that she had worn out of the store and her gold six inch heels. She was hot as hell.

But a little voice in her head spoke up and Ashley replied…

“I look like a stripper.”

Staci and Monica stopped dead and stared at her. Monica looked at Staci and asked for a few minutes alone with Ashley.

Once a stern looking Staci had left Monica let her have it. “What the hell bitch?! I thought you had an open mind! Turns out you are just like all the other crackers out there. I take you out to another part of town you have never been to, show you a new style, new people, new things, and THAT is how you thank me? You fucking bitch!”

Ashley was beside herself. In a few seconds she was in tears and apologizing for everything. She swore she was not close minded, that she appreciated all that Monica had done for her. It was just, so sudden. She was not used to looking like this, to being this hot. She was sorry and she would listen to all that Monica had to say and would be sure never to have anything but an open mind again.

After letting Ashley blubber for nearly 15 minutes, Monica took her hand and said “Ok, I believe you. You are just a product of your society, just like I am of mine. I know deep down you want to understand how my people live and how we do things. I know you heart is in the right place. But we need to get your mind there too. I can help you do that. Do you want my help?”

A sobbing Ashley nodded yes and thanked Monica for being so kind. Monica hugged her and soothed her and then after a few more minutes took her by the hands and looked into her eyes.

“Ashley, want you need is something to loosen you up. The exercise and drinks help, but you still have some deep sub conscious things in that head of yours that are messing up your attempts to be open minded. I have something that will help that.”

Monica pulled out a small pill bottle and opened it. “Here, this is a kind of tranquilizer. It won’t hurt you, but don’t take more than 2 pills every four hours. The first time can be a bit weird, you get a type of vertigo, but after that you don’t really notice anything different. It affects you deep sub conscious, it slows it down so you have more ability to counter deep rooted phobias and such. It will really open your mind. It clinical name is a real hummer, so we usually just call it “Mr. T”. She shook two little white pills into Ashley’s hand.

Ashley blinked and looked at Monica. Part of her head was screaming this was a bad idea but she was tired of being close minded. She popped them into her mouth and swallowed them dry.

Monica smiled and said “Thank you for being so open minded about this.”

Ashley opened her mouth to respond but was suddenly hit with a wave of complete bliss. Her eyes rolled up into her head and all that came out was a “Ooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh.” She didn’t feel any vertigo, she felt completely and totally relaxed, her head and her mind seemed to be suddenly empty. It felt so nice and relaxing and calm.

“Ashley? Can you hear me?” Monica said as she snapped her fingers in front of Ashley’s face.

Ashley smiled at her and nodded. It seemed so hard to talk really, much better to just sit and listen to her BFFs voice.

Monica smiled at her. “Good, the Mr. T has taken effect. Now listen there pretty girl. You don’t need to do any thinking for yourself. Its way too hard for you to think isn’t it? It’s so much easier to just have me think for you right?”

Ashley nodded yes and smiled bigger. So nice not to think.

“You need to take these pills in the morning when you get up, and at noon, and at 5pm. I’ll remind you so don’t work about having to remember. Then you just do what I say, okay BFF?”

Ashley blinked and just for a split second she had a random thought about how wrong this all was and that open minded or not, she was a strong independent woman and did her own thinking. But the thought was lost in a haze of blissful emptiness. It seemed like so much work to have to think, better to let Monica do it for her.

“Okay Monica, whatever you say. I’m totally cool with not thinking anymore.”

Monica smiled evilly at that. “Good. Now here is what you need to do. You need to thank Staci for the makeover. You LOVE looking like this. You love looking cheap, sleazy, and ditzy. You love being ditzy. You love it so much that you are going to cancel allllllll your jobs and contracts when you get home and focus only on having a great time with your BFF Monica. That and making sure your husband is happy. You’ll cook for him, fuck him, blow him, make him drinks, and support him in whatever he decides. And you will want to always listen to me. Right Ashley?”

“Yes Monica, always.” Ashley replied.

Monica had Staci come back in and Ashley thanked her profusely. After paying and leaving a huge tip, they headed home. Upon reaching home Ashley thanked Monica as they strutted up to Ashley’s house. When they entered she saw a huge pile of clothes on the floor by the door. They were Jay’s clothes; business suits, polos, slacks and khakis, and so on.

Ashley looked puzzled and Monica shrugged when she looked at her. Then Ashley heard some movement in the living room.

“Hey Ashley! You dig the new threads? Ty and I figured I needed some new clothes if I’m going to connect with my clients.”

Ashley stared with her mouth open. Jay was dressed in a custom tailored suit with red trim, a neat hat with a leopard band around it, several large gold rings, a gold stud in his right ear and what appeared to be the start of a trimmed goatee. He wore highly shined cowboy boots with gold tips on the ends. He topped his hat to his wife and grinned.

Ashley stood shock still, and then Jay let out a low whistle. “Damn doll. You are ROCKEN that look! You look hot as hell and as wild to boot.” Jay sauntered over and grabbed his wife around the waist and cupped her ass. Before she could say anything Jay gave Ashley a big sloppy kiss.

Ashley got out a “hrmpppp?!?!” and then melted in her hubby’s arms. Jay pumped her ass and broke the kiss. As Ashley gasped, Jay said “Nice baby, glad you have an open mind and took Monica’s advice on how to dress. You gotta look the part if you are going to be the wife of a hot playa lawyer!”

Ashley blinked at the words open mind and then flushed with pride. “Jay thinks I look hot enough to be the wife of a playa! That is soooo COOL!” she thought to herself while she snuggled up to her hubby.

“Enough of that for now. You are already dressed, so grab your purse and come on. Ty and Monica are taking us out to a party downtown. Lots of playas, lots of potential customers. You just come along and listen to me, Ty and Monica and be some nice arm candy for your man and have some fun.”

Ashley nodded eagerly. “Sounds kicken baby! Lead on!”

They piled into Ty’s caddy and blasted some hard core rap music. Ashley was wiggling in her seat as Monica instructed her a bit on how to enjoy it. They soon arrived at a seedy looking club in an old warehouse. Ty pulled up and tossed the keys to a valet and led them inside.

Ashley looked around with a bit of trepidation. The club was smoke filled, the music was loud, the place felt sleazy and seedy, and it was a mix of folks who looked like extras from a gangbanger movie. Ty led them over to a large corner booth with several couples seated there and made introductions.

Ashley’s concern only grew as Jay eagerly shook hands and did some fist bumping and ghetto talk with them. She recognized most of them. There was a slumlord who had been repeatedly sued by the city and his tenants, but had always gotten off due to having a great lawyer. His lawyer had recently died in a car accident and she was dismayed to hear Jay offer up his services “for a good buddy of Ty’s”. There was a pro football player who was notorious for being accused of abusing women, date rape, and dog fighting. Jay shook his hand and said “Heard you need some legal help, I’m your man!” Another man was a cop. Ashley didn’t recognize him, but heard Ty make a comment about “never going to trial due to lack of witnesses” and all the men laughing. The last man was even more pimped out than Ty and Ashley gasped as she recognized him from her shopping trip. He had been standing in front a huge strip club near the clothing store and had waved to Monica and leered at her when they had loaded the car.

Ashley blinked when she looked at the women who were with them. They were a mix of women, one black, one latino, and two white and every one of them was hot as hell. She recognized one of them as a lawyer from a rival law firm who Jay had been wondering about a couple of months back. He said she had quit suddenly and had dropped out of sight. She was a beautiful redhead and was hanging on the arm of the football player. She had an empty look in her eyes, obviously fake tits and a bimbo giggle.

“Your bitch looks nervous. You need to warm her up.” The football player said with a evil grin as her reached over and pawed the redhead’s tits. She just giggled more and snuggled closer and began to lick his ear.

Jay looked as his wife with a hint of annoyance. “Baby, these are high paying clients. You need to drop that look right the fuck now!” he whispered fiercely. “You fuck me up tonight and I’m in big trouble with Ty!”

Ashley felt some tears forming. “Jay, James, this is wrong. You would never ever think of dealing with these people before. Something wrong is going on!”

Jay looked at her in the eyes, and then gave a quick nod. “Yeah, something is wrong. I know what we need to do to fix it.” He looked over her shoulder and nodded once.

Ashley opened her mouth to speak and suddenly felt a hand grip her arm.

Ashley looked back to see Monica grinning at her. She whispered in Ashley’s ear “Now, just keep an open mind and come with me.”

Ashley felt a sudden wave of warm fuzziness flow over her and her mind seemed to slow down. “Yeah, open mind.” She mumbled and let herself be led away towards the ladies room.

Monica took one look around once inside and a couple of women immediately headed out the door. Monica sat Ashley down on the counter and pulled out a pill bottle. “Here, take two of these and listen. I know that you figured out who those guys are out there and maybe a couple of the bitches too. It’s okay. These guys are rich and powerful and need a great lawyer. Due to society having such a closed mind, they can’t get any decent legal aid except your hubby. Under the laws of this land they are innocent until proven guilty and anyone with an open mind knows that.”

Ashley popped the pills without any hesitation and after the wave of relaxation hit her, she found herself agreeing with Monica. She was so right, she needed to keep an open mind and these men did deserve proper help. She wasn’t a white trash redneck after all.

“Glad I am getting through to you. Here is the thing. These guys don’t act like the men you are used to act. If you love your hubby you need to play the proper part. Tonight you are nothing but arm candy, quiet, pretty, bubbly, giggly, and vapid. A bimbo, got it?”

“Yes, I understand Monica. A bimbo.” Ashley replied.

Monica shook her head. “No, no, no. You are not in character yet. Giggle. Yeah, again. AGAIN! Giggle like everything you hear is funny! That’s it. Twirl your hair with your finger. That’s it. The key to being a bimbo is that you don’t think ever, and that you don’t care about thinking. Tonight you let the men and Monica do allllllllll the thinking. Got it?”

Ashley giggled at Monica and nodded. “I, like, totes got it girlfriend! Don’t, like uh, think. And keep an open mind.”

“That’s right, keep such an open mind all your pretty little blonde brains will slide right out.” Ashley giggled at that and followed Monica back to the table. She sat down and was soon drinking pretty colorful drinks and talking about clothes, working out, and dancing with one of the blondes next to her. The blonde, who went by the name Sapphire, told Ashley she had been a newspaper reporter until she had met her BFF Monica about 8 months ago. Since meeting her, and getting a real open mind, she had quit her job, left her husband, got a boob job, and was now a fucktoy for the slumlord. She also was a pro cheerleader for the city’s basketball team and would have been the captain, but she was just too stupid to do that.

Ashley giggled along, drank, and generally had a great time. She and the girls danced some times, and she had plenty of strange men grind on her. But she came running when Jay called from the table. She was shocked once when she came back to see one of the blondes under the table giving the cop head. She blinked and opened her mouth, only to stop when Monica came up behind her and whispered “Keep an open mind bitch!” Ashley blinked and then smiled. Without a word she sat and put her hand on Jay’s crotch and started rubbing.

“Give you any ideas babe?” she said with a giggle.

Jay grinned. “Yeah, but after we finish business. Speaking of which, I need you to do something. Here, snort this and tell me what you think.”

She looked down at a small mirror with two white lines of powder on it. Jay put a straw in her hand and motioned at the powder.

Ashley looked at him for a second and Jay said in a tight voice “I’m gonna be taking a case for drug legalization, I need to see that this stuff is harmless, so take a snort. You’ll feel fine and that will be that. Keep an open mind, think about medical dope, this is the same thing.”

Ashley blinked again, and realized Jay was right. Without any more thought she lowered her nose and snorted up both lines. She rubbed her nose and sat back with her head tilted up.

“How was that baby? Feel good?” Jay asked with a grin.

Ashley didn’t reply but the glassy look in her eyes and the smile on her face told the tail. Ashley felt like the top of her head had blown off and that she was hooked into a wall socket. She sighed and stared at the various lights.

After a bit she noticed that Jay was shaking her. “Huh? Sorry baby, just enjoying the ride. This stuff is GREAT!! It isn’t bad at all, you need to legalize it so everyone can enjoy it!”

Jay and everyone else at the table laughed, and the girls all giggled. “Well, we will work on that. But Ty here just had a great idea. When you were tripping on that stuff, your eyes looked like crystals. I’ve been thinking “Ashley” is a bit to formal for a playa’s bitch to be called by, so from now on your name is Crystal. Got it?”

Ashley tried to think a bit, but the booze, noise, and drugs had her mind in a total mess. She blinked a couple of times and then looked at Monica and remembered her advice. Tonight, she didn’t need to think, she needed to let the boys do all of that.

“Okay baby! I’m Crystal then!” and everyone toasted the new name.

It was nearly dawn when Jay led a giggling, stumbling, stoned, drunk Crystal up to the bedroom. Jay didn’t even bother undressing her, he just bent her over the dresser in full view of Ty and Monica who were watching and drinking from a wine bottle, hiked up her cheap dress and fucked her like a dog in heat. She screamed and thrashed, and played with her tits in full view. She came hard and waved to her neighbors as she stumbled over to the bed and fell on it and passed out.

A FEW HOURS LATER

Ashley moaned as a wet cloth covered her face. She rolled over and tried to hide under the covers but a strong hand pulled her out and onto the floor with a bump.

“Rise and shine babes! You got a full day of working out and tanning to do. I don’t want my hot ass arm candy getting fat on me. Wouldn’t look good with the homies.” Jay said as he finished tying his bright red tie. He dragged Ashley to her feet and was able to get a bathrobe on her and more or less carried her down the stairs to the kitchen. He shoved a cup of coffee into her hands and quickly ate some toast.

“Don’t be getting used to this treatment. If we are going to be playas, then you need to step up your game. Sleep is for the weak.” Jay said and then came over and lifted her up out of the chair.

“See you after work Crystal. Have fun today.” He gave her a sloppy kiss, squeezed her ass, and pawed her tits as he headed out the door.

“Crystal? No, I’m Ashley.” Ashley muttered as she held her head. She remembered some of the night; the drinking, the drugs, the empty headed giggling, her new name, and then the brutal fuck against the window.

“What the hell is happening to me? What the fuck am I doing?” Ashley said as she put both hands on the counter and tried to think. “I need to put a stop to this, open mind or not (and her head swam a bit as she said it but she pushed on), this is getting out of control. I’m a ace programmer! I make more in a 5 day week than Tyrone can make in a month! What the fuck am I doing acting like a ditzy bimbo, doing drugs, fucking in public, drinking in the morning?”

“You’re learning how the other half lives!” a voice whispered in her ear.

Ashley tried to jump but a strong arm wrapped around her waist catching both arms and pinning them. Before Ashley could scream a hand clamped over her mouth. Just as she tried to gasp for breath she felt two small objects on her tongue and she swallowed without thinking.

Ashley’s eyes went wide as she realized what she had done and then heard Monica’s voice. “Relax. I figured last night might have been a big step for you even with all the prep so these are extra strength. Should be kicking in right about, now.”

Ashley tried to struggle but was overcome by a wave of bliss and relaxation. It was like someone had thrown a large bag over her body and when it fully enclosed her, all her worries, thoughts, and cares simply melted into nothing. Her arms went limp and she sagged back down into her chair by the kitchen island counter. Monica walked around in front of her and looked into Ashley’s glassy, dull, empty eyes.

“Hello, anyone home?” Monica said with a smile.

Ashley gave a slow nod yes and then let out a long relaxed sigh.

“Good. Now listen closely. You are Crystal now. Ashley is not a name for a pretty bimbo arm candy like you. You are a playa’s wife, playas don’t marry smart bitches. You’re his wife, so you are not smart. Stop thinking about anything other than sex, drugs, parties, and looking good. Think like Crystal, be Crystal.”

Ashley blinked once, then again. A few random thoughts and memories flittered around in her head for a few seconds until they just seemed to melt into nothing. Monica held up a mirror and Ashley looked into it and saw the platinum blonde hair, the pouty lips, the mussed make-up of someone who had fucked and partied all night and then passed out on a bed naked. Certainly NOT how an Ashley would look.

But absolutely how a Crystal would look.

“Kay. I’m, uh, Crystal.”

Monica nodded and took her by the hand. “Come on then, we’ve got work to do.”

Crystal followed Monica and got changed into her workout clothes. Monica spent more time instructing her during the workout than working out. Crystal then made a vodka smoothie with very little fruit and drank most of it. After that she was feeling pleasantly buzzed. Crystal found it was much easier just to listen to what Monica said than to actually think.

They went over to Monica’s place and she started her poled dancing. Monica switched it up and had her actually do some stripping. She would try on different outfits, shoes, and hairstyles and danced to various songs.

“Not bad at all. I think you were made for stripping. I think you need to talk to Jay tonight about becoming a stripper. I’ll even be your agent, I can set you up with a club and I’ll make sure you have the right clothing. Sound good?”

Crystal nodded with a smile. “You are such a great BFF Monica! That’s, like totally awesome! Jay will be so proud that I have a job!”

They went for a swim after stripping practice, and Monica talked Crystal into swimming nude and then tanning nude. “You need to lose the tan marks. A hot playa’s wife needs to be properly tanned.”

Crystal simply nodded and let the sun play on her naked body.

Jay came home late that night, drunk and laughing with Ty. “Fucking A Crystal! I had a huge blow up at work with those lily white old fucks! Told ’em to take their partnership and go fuck themselves! I’m set up in my own practice now and every client Ty introduced me to followed me out the door plus a bunch of new ones!”

Crystal blinked. She was happy Jay was happy, and it had always been a dream of his to have his very own firm, but this seemed a bit much.

Jay noticed her hesitation and grabbed her by the arms and kissed her roughly. Crystal melted into his arms and as she opened her mouth after the kiss to breath in Jay popped two pills into her mouth which she immediately swallowed.

Jay grinned as Crystal’s eyes rolled back and got glassy and her face took on a dopey smile. “You are REALLY happy I’m my own man now. That is the coolest thing evah! Isn’t it Crystal?”

“Fuck yeah baby! It’s the coolest!” Crystal responded.

“It’s so cool you’re gonna give me a big sloppy blowjob right here, right now in front of Monica and Ty. You have an open mind, just like them, and you know they will respect your actions. Besides, you want to show your playa husband you can play too.”

Crystal grinned from ear to ear as she slid down to her knees. With a big wink to Monica she undid Jay’s pants and gave his erect dick a long lick. She was soon sucking it down and she slowly worked it all the way in as Jay encouraged her by saying nice things like “That’s it you bitch, take the whole cock!” and “Damn slut, work that tongue!”

Jay came all over her face and tits and she giggled. Ty and Monica clapped, and Jay had Crystal lick him clean like a good bitch.

Monica spoke up. “Crystal, I think we need to show Jay what we have been working on today. Clean up, change into that little platinum number and let’s put on a show.”

Crystal nodded and got changed into a platinum micro bottom with no underwear and a bikini top with platform shoes. She did up her makeup and then came out to some blaring dance music. She proceeded to do a pole dance using a chair and then gave Jay and then Tyrone a nasty lap dance.

Jay pulled Crystal onto his lap and said “Damn bitch! You ARE good at this. I was wondering if I’d evah get any work out of you, but I think Ty and Monica are right. Stripping is your calling.”

Monica offered to be Crystal’s agent and Jay agreed. Crystal smiled happily, no need for her to talk after all. Even better Jay agreed to pay for plastic surgery.

“Yeah, I see your point. Crystal here needs bigger tits, at least a 38DD. Call that friend of yours and set it up soonest. Then let’s get this bitch shaking her booty on stage and earning her keep. Can’t have a lazy bitch after all.” Jay said, and then with a smile bent his wife over a chair and began to fuck her in the ass.

Ty and Monica smiled and then Ty stood and bent Monica over the couch and began to fuck her doggie style. Crystal and Monica shared a big smile as their husbands fucked them hard.

A FEW WEEKS LATER

Crystal stretched as she got out of her cherry red Mustang convertible and smiled happily at Jay’s pimped out Caddy. She strutted up to the front door humming a tune and feeling very sexy. She had just come home from work stripping from ten till midnight at The Gold Room gentleman’s club and then in an afterhours club in the basement until dawn. One of her regulars and her had done some coke on top of her drinking and they had ended up fucking in the VIP lounge.

Not that Jay cared. Shortly after Monica had landed her a spot at the club Jay had come home with a couple of hot Latinas late one night and had insisted on a four way. She had been against it but he reminded her to have an open mind, and gave her some of her special meds, and she quickly figured out that he was right. A playa’s got to play and who was she to get in the way. Besides, she was a stripper and if she wanted to earn for her man she had to put out. So they had fucked until dawn, and Crystal had learned about being bi-sexual.

It turned out that being in an open relationship was great for her job. At work she went by the name Crystal Skyy, taking her last name from her favorite drink, and she had rapidly become one of the top strippers in the city. Monica managed her time well and she was busy at least four nights a week. When she wasn’t stripping, she was hanging on her man’s arm giggling and looking sexy as fuck. She was proud when she had read an article about her man titled “The Criminal’s Council and His Stripper Wife”. She was so proud to hear that her husband was hooked up with the most notorious thugs and criminals in the city and was hated by a lot of people for getting them off. There had been more articles since then, but reading had become really hard so she just had her agent read them to her sometimes.

She walked into the house and grinned at the empty bottles on the living room floor. Jay likely had come home late from work with some hussies and was upstairs sleeping it off. She had a pull from a bottle of vodka and strutted up the stairs shedding her minimal clothing as she went. Sure enough Jay was passed out with a pretty young black woman who looked like a college student. She decided she would do some stretching downstairs and let the pretty little hussy leave.

She dressed in a tight sports bra that barely held her 38DD tits and thong and went down to the gym and started stretching when she heard the door open. Monica came on down dressed in a nice pantsuit and professional looking hairdo.

“Hey BFF! What’s up with the clothes? You got another club you need to bargain with for me to dance at?” Crystal asked.

“Nope. We have some new neighbors down the street. Man and wife, white, yuppy looking. I came by to tell you to stay indoors for a couple of days and only go out where they can see you after I let you know it’s okay.” Monica replied.

“Sure thing Monica, but like why?” Crystal replied as she rubbed her tits out of habit.

“Well, Tyrone and I need to make sure these folks have nice open minds like you and Jay…”