The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

“What the hell is the matter with you?” Kendra yelled. “I didn’t give you that key so you could just waltz on in here whenever you pleased.”

Mr. Colins shook his head and gathered his surroundings. Roger and Kendra stood over him and he immediately sprang back to his feet.

“I was trying to get a hold of you. I thought something...”

“I was on a girl’s trip with my daughter. I don’t need to tell you everything about my life.” Kendra said.

“I understand that, but your husband...”

“My husband what? He’s like a mosquito buzzing around and pissing you off but he’ll never hurt me.”

“I apologize Ms. Blackwood.” Mr. Collins said.

“It’s Mrs. West. And you know what, forget about the divorce. Ed and I will make do for now.”

“Kendra, what is going on with you?”

“You heard the lady, beat it asshole.” Roger said.

“Who the hell are you?”

“I’m her new man. Unlike you, I actually get invited over.”

“This is ridiculous. I will call you tomorrow to straighten things out.” Mr. Colins said. He quickly ran out of the man cave fearing another knock to the noggin.

Kendra froze in place as Ed came out of the next room.

“Hell yah Mr. W.” Rogers said with his hand up for a high five. Ed ignored him. “So, is that how you were controlling the twins?”

Ed nodded.

“Can I try?”

Ed gripped his phone tight. His daughter’s former lover was starting to learn too much. First it was the Decor camera, now it was the Kollar Tech items and furthermore he also knew Kendra’s lawyer by name and face. And her lawyer knew him. Ed had a choice to make. Roger knew a lot but keeping him involved would inevitably make it impossible to get rid of him. At least now, he had only the faintest idea and if he tried anything, Ed would have no choice but to use a Kollar Tech item on him. If it came to that. There was just no benefit from having him around and Ed was tired of worrying about the stoner college kid. It was time to cut ties.

“You need to go now.” Ed said.

“Go? I still haven’t finished with Mrs. W.” Roger said. “I was looking forward to trying a few new positions.”

“Try them another time.” Ed said in a grumpy tone.

“Hey, did you forget that I brought you those two dime pieces. Saw you having a good time with them, too”

“I didn’t ask you to do that. And you don’t think fucking my wife is enough.” Ed said. “Tell me, how many guys let you fuck their wife?”

Roger moved towards Kendra, but Ed blocked his path.

“I said go home, kid.”

Roger pushed Ed back. “You know what. Fuck you man.”

Roger left the basement and Ed turned to his frozen, programmed wife. The interaction with the lawyer proved without any doubt that the devices worked. Even Kendra’s nagging, self righteous voice was on full display. There was plenty to explore with the programmable item, but Ed had other things to tend to. Before someone came looking for them, it was time to let the twins go.

“Good job on the Berger investigation.”

Detective Melody Peele nodded her head in acknowledgement. It was one of her hardest and most satisfying cases to solve. Long nights, false leads, and dead ends littered the case work, but after a year, her intuitive nature and compounded evidence helped her put the final pieces together and catch Wrigley Berger in the act.

“Detective Peele, you have a visitor out front.” Another colleague said as he walked by.

Out front was one of Detective Peele’s main contacts for legal questions and in return she had to field many illegitimate and oftentimes delusional legal inquires into people’s lives.

“Mr. Collins. It’s been a while. What can I do for you?” Detective Peele asked.

“You know that Kollar Tech investigation you’re putting together.”

“You mean the Kollar Tech investigation you asked me to put together?”

“Look, I know you think I’m crazy, but if you’ve never been to a Kollar Hotel, I don’t know how else to explain it.”

“I have Mr. Collins. In fact, I’ve had a collar around my neck and was able to easily take it off.” Detective Peele said. “So, I don’t know what you have against this company, but your outlandish claims have no substance.”

One of her biggest regrets was taking Mr. Collins seriously and opening an investigation into Kollar Tech, a very large contributor to the city and, by proxy, her station. Questioning their ethics didn’t seem like a big deal, but it had rustled a lot of feathers throughout her organization and Kollar Tech. She was brought in immediately to dispel any rumors through demonstrations of their products and told to wrap up the case quickly.

On paper she did just that. But off the record, she kept her own personal file of anything that may have come up including Mr. Collins accusations, of which there were many. The man had lost the benefit of the doubt when he cried wolf too many times. Detective Peele was good at being discreet, but putting her job on the line for someone who yelled whenever he imagined that there was a problem would soon see her out the door.

“I swear Melody. Something is up with one of my clients.” Mr. Collins said as he blocked the detective’s path.

“I’m going to need more than a hunch.”

“I found her fucking another man.”

“Sounds like probable cause to dismiss your case.” Detective Peele said.

“No, she wouldn’t do that. She was just letting him go to town. That’s not how she...”

“For the sake of your own case, I suggest you stop talking. Look, I don’t need to know your business, but having a client sleep with someone else doesn’t sound like a problem and in your case, it sounds like jealousy.”

“Can you at least go talk to her and tell me if something doesn’t seem off.” Mr. Collins said. “If your gut tells you everything is fine, then this will be the last time I ask you for a favor. I promise.”

Detective Peele had a few cases on the go, but nothing urgent. If she could finally put this matter to bed, it would be a thorn out of her side for good.

“You promise?”

“I swear to God.” Mr. Collins crossed his hand over his chest.

One interview to never hear from the lawyer again. It was a no brainer.

“Email me the details, I’ll follow up today.”

“Thanks Detective.”

Detective Peele nodded and went back to her desk. An annoying task, but she could already picture her life without the lawyer showing up and ruining her day.

The scene was just how he left it. The twins frozen while making their fake social media post and his daughter in the corner waiting like a doll. He wished he had more time with them, but with the rings on, he could summon them at any time. For now, it was getting late and there had already been too much excitement with Mr. Colins. It wouldn’t surprise Ed if the sleazy lawyer called the police, although being able to control Kendra’s actions was an easy solution to that problem.

Ed activated the rings and the twins fell in line at attention. If only he could keep them as slaves serving his every will. Two hot blondes at his beck and call, catering to his every need. Now that was a dream come true. But they needed to live their life too and continue to maintain their bodies and beauty. If anything, Ed could set it up to have one day a week of pampering. They could fit that into their busy schedules. And so would he, once he sorted out his wife and daughter and their new lives.

In the short-term, they were going make great slaves, but in the long-term they would make even better decorations. Just watching them stand at attention with their natural tendency to present their bodies in the most attractive way possible. Breasts pushed out, ass tight and accented by the heels and their faces contortioned into a sexy pout that said, ‘take me now’. Their whole teen and young adult lives had been centered around social media and once they got the attention of millions of men, it only made sense that their default was to always look as sexy as they could.

After making out with each twin one last time, Ed opened the app to fully program them. Their memories of the day were modified so that they remembered buying weed and then taking a walk. There was an option to have them remember and not be able talk about their time at Ed’s, but the less risky solution was to erase the memories completely. He didn’t fully trust the software yet to be making that kind of a gamble.

Their personalities were kept the same because they needed to go about their normal lives without arising suspicions. However, as Ed scrolled through the behavior modifications, he came across a few interesting options. He couldn’t always be around them, but he could start influencing changes in their lives. A smile spread across his face. Soon, he’d be watching their social media page with great interest.

Ed cut through his delicious chicken dish that had been prepared lovingly by his wife. Things were finally starting to look up now that he had reassigned roles to his once bitter family. Karla was now his loving wife and Kendra was his obedient, perfect daughter.

“To our loving family.” Ed said holding up a wine glass.

His new daughter and new wife clinked their wine glasses and drank up. Ed didn’t just switch their roles mentally, he also made them wear each other’s clothes. Kendra was dressed like a slutty young adult with her ripped denim booty shorts and low-cut crop top. The clothes were meant to be tight on Karla, so Kendra barely managed to fit into them. Her ass hung out and her tits were ready to pop at any moment under the pressure of the stringent bra.

Karla on the other hand, was wearing one of her mother’s best dresses, had her face done up and of course, was wearing her mother’s diamond engagement ring and wedding band. The role reversal even extended to their body language, with Karla sitting straight and proper while Kendra slouched over her plate.

This was the life and there weren’t any drastic measures required to keep it that way. Kendra didn’t have a job, or whatever she did as a job could easily be discontinued. Karla barely attended classes and could easily drop out of college. That took pressure off of Ed and allowed him to excel at work and then come home to two perfectly programmed angels that he could play with for his own amusement.

“Kendra, eat with your face.”

His former wife obediently put her fork and knife down and bent her face over the food, biting at the cooled chicken and mash potatoes without any help from her hands. Her face was messy in no time with bits of mashed potatoes around her mouth and on her forehead. Ed could barely keep his water down from laughing so hard. He turned to Karla who was quietly eating and watching her mother eat like an animal without a reaction.

“Karla sweetheart, eat with your tits out.” Ed said.

Karla put her fork down and fished her breasts out of her dress, so they were on full display. Without saying a word, she picked her fork back up and continued eating. The sight of the hot young blond and her perfect round tits mixed with the flashing of her expensive ring was getting Ed hard. Suddenly, his hunger disappeared and, in its place, came the sexual hunger, lust. It brought him back to the memories of when he and Kendra had first started out. Her young body curvy in all the right places.

Ed couldn’t concentrate. He needed release.

“Karla...”

The doorbell rang. Frustratingly, Ed mockingly bit his fist at the sight of his daughter and the unfortunate interruption. The good thing was that he had all night to fulfill his desires. If Roger wanted to be a nuisance, Ed was going to give him a piece of his mind. With his daughter’s tits back under wraps and Kendra sent to clean the kitchen, Ed hurried to the door to dispose of the distraction.

“Kid, what did I...” Ed opened the door and stopped at the sight of a cop.

“Were you expecting someone else?” the gorgeous cop said.

“Been getting a lot of foot traffic from door-to-door salesmen lately.” Ed said.

“Little outdated method, but who am I to judge.” she said.

“What can I do for you officer?” Ed asked.

“Is your wife home?”

“No, she’s....”

“Who is it honey?” Karla said coming to the door.

Ed could see the confusion on the cop’s face. Sweat starting dripping down his forehead.

“Who are you?” the cop asked.

“I’m his wife, K...”

“Kendra. This if my wife Kendra.” Ed interrupted.

“Huh.” the cop shook her hand.

A loud clanking of dishes came from the kitchen.

“Is someone else home?”

“I think my wife just has something on the stove.” Ed turned to Karla. “Honey can you go check on the food. Please.”

Thankfully, she still obeyed commands. Any back talk or questioning was only going only going to make matters worse. Karla nodded at the cop and left to her duties.

“I thought you said she wasn’t home.”

Ed laughed. “No what I meant was... we were going to.... we were about to have sex.”

The cop smirked. “Cockblocking is part of our job description.”

“You never said why you were here.”

“You know what, I can come back at a better time.” The cop handed him a card. Detective Melody Peele. “You have a good dinn…evening, sir.”

“Thanks Detective Peele.” Ed said. He shut the door.

This had Collins written all over it. That pesky lawyer was probing too much into his business. Instead of a peaceful life with his wife and daughter, now he had to deal with a cop snooping around. There was only one way to resolve this. Ed went to his office and opened the top drawer of his desk. It was empty. There was nothing in it. The camera was gone!

“Yah, how old was the woman client of yours.” Detective Peele said. “Uh huh... Thought so...I’ll let you know when I have something to report.”

She hung up the phone. To go back right away would be stupid. Catching someone off guard always produced the best answers. She’d be back, but it needed to be when he least expected it.

“Shit...Shit shit shit.”

The room was a mess, and the conclusion was all but confirmed with the camera nowhere in sight. Roger had taken it. In the brief time he had while leaving the house, he had swiped the one thing Ed should have kept under lock and key when it wasn’t in use.

Kendra was busy doing the dishes while Karla was waiting in the bedroom for after dinner sex. But there was no time for that now. He had to find Roger before the kid wreaked irreversible havoc. With the new tech items, it wasn’t that Ed even needed the camera, but having a horny college kid running around was going to draw the worst kind of attention, especially from Michael and his company.

Ed grabbed his keys and headed upstairs. If he was going to find the little punk, he needed to know where he frequented. Thankfully, he had the best intel for that right under his control.

Karla was an open vault of information and gave Ed everything he needed to know to track down Roger. That’s if he didn’t veer from his usual scene. Under the influence of something like the camera, anything was possible.

The stoner’s house was a typical middle income, one car garage home. According to Karla, Roger lived with his older sister and mother, but was constantly fighting with them. Even with Karla around, the women tried to gain her trust and use her against Roger. Ed understood his frame of mind better, but that didn’t take away from the fact that he took the camera without permission.

Ed knocked on the door and there was no answer. He tried again. Nothing. Either they weren’t home or there were other implications at play. Thanks to his daughter, he knew that there was a spare key to the house hidden in the backyard. Young lovers and their trust. Ed opened the backdoor and walked inside.

The house was clean, likely a testament to its two female occupants and one male occupant who preferred to be anywhere else. The lack of noise from anywhere in the house indicated Roger had already come and gone. Ed passed through the hall and into the kitchen. Someone had eaten dinner for one and left a mess. Not a good sign. Roger only had the camera, so ordering someone around wasn’t something he could do.

The next stop was the living room where he found some female undergarments. The television was on, but it was on mute. The silence was eerie. Ed had to be careful if Roger was home. The last thing he wanted was to be frozen himself. Ed checked the bedrooms starting with the sister’s and mother’s, but still found no signs of anyone. The last bedroom to check was Roger’s.

There was no room for subtly. Ed needed to use the element of surprise to catch him off guard especially if he was in the middle of a sexual act. He gripped the doorknob tightly and then plowed through the door. But like the rest of the rooms in the house, it was empty. Comic books were stacked high on shelves with a collection of video games, Star Wars paraphernalia, and superhero movies. This let Ed peer into the mind of a college kid and offered him insight on his target. He liked superheroes and he played a lot of video games.

Ed smelled the weed before he spotted it on the messy desk. Probably the least surprising thing he had found out about Roger. His laptop was locked so that was a dead end, and his desk was scarcely used. The closet was a mess as one could expect with a college kid. There were no leads, or any indication of what Roger was planning. If he even had a plan.

On his way out of the house, he passed by a door in the kitchen. The basement. Ed didn’t like to admit it, but he and Roger were similar in many ways including their taste in comics. It stood to reason that Roger also liked to spend most of his time downstairs away from the nagging females in a place that they likely never ventured. He opened the door and slowly made his way down the stairs.

Ellie brushed her hair in the mirror. There was something that seemed off, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on it. The entire day had been a blur ever since she and Niki had gone to get weed. She wasn’t much of a pot smoker, but the lack of memory was really putting her off doing it again.

The gold ring on her finger was rather peculiar. She couldn’t remember ever buying it, yet she knew it belonged to her. Her eyes wandered up to the reflection staring back. All the time and effort she put into looking hot for her social media. Presenting herself as the perfect female full of confidence when that was far from the truth. It took a lot of work to maintain that image for her fans every day. But it was hard.

The door burst open, breaking Ellie’s trance. Niki stormed in, already made-up and prepared for the day. She could tell her sister was seemingly out of sorts.

“El, you all right?”

“Um yah, just finishing up.” Ellie said. Her hands moved back to brushing her hair.

“Actually, I’m glad you haven’t done your makeup yet. I could use a little relief.”

“Excuse me?” Ellie said.

“Get on the bed, I want to ride your face.”

Aside from pretending during photoshoots, Ellie had never been closely intimate with her sister. But for some reason, the idea of her sister riding her face seemed completely acceptable. Normal even. She put down her hairbrush and walked over to the bed, laying down with her head at the edge. To her surprise, Niki took out her phone and started recording.

“Hiii everyone. As I said on my vanilla profile, I will be starting a new profile separate from my sister in which we get to see how far little Ellie will let me dominate her. Right now, I’m about to ride her cute little face.” Niki moved the phone closer indicating the camera was now on Ellie. “Say that you can’t wait for your hotter sister to fuck your face.”

“I can’t wait for my hotter sister to fuck my face.” Ellie said.

The whole experience was starting to feel like something out of a dream. Of the two, Niki had always been the nicer one and now she was making Ellie the star of her own new channel. There had been no discussion or agreement about this new channel or its intended content. Yet here was Ellie, waiting eagerly for Niki to use her.

Niki pulled her pants down and moved over her sister’s face. She aimed her phone at Ellie so that both her pussy and Ellie’s face were in the shot before lowering onto her sister’s waiting mouth. Ellie grabbed Niki’s legs and started licking her pussy. Niki was far from gentle as she grinded against Ellie’s face.

Ellie tried her best to keep with the grinding, but from Niki’s lack of interaction, that wasn’t her biggest concern. She could faintly hear the sound of Niki’s voice.

“For all those ladies out there with siblings of age, I highly suggest this. Especially with men. They’ll be putty in your fingers as soon as they see your snatch.” Niki said. She stood up and pointed the camera down. “How we doing down there, El?”

Ellie mustered up a smile, unsure who the video was broadcasting too.

“Well, that’s all I have time for now.” Niki said. “Stay tuned for more sexual adventures with Niki and her slave El.”

Niki made her patented peace sign and ended the stream. She laughed at her sister still lying on the bed and processing what had just happened.

“You can get up now, sis.” Niki said as she pulled her pants back up. “You’ll have plenty of more opportunities to please me.”

Niki left the room and Ellie got off of her bed. Since when did Niki have a dominant side? If anything, Ellie was the more dominant one. Yet as soon as Niki opened her mouth, all she wanted to do was obey. Ever since that afternoon, Ellie couldn’t remember much from her walk getting high. It had to have been the weed, which meant no more drugs for Ellie. Getting a quick high was one thing. Letting it alter her personality, so that she’d happily let her sister ride her face was another.

Ellie went back to brushing her hair. She decided that the next time she was challenged, she’d show Niki who the boss really was.

It was dark. Too dark for Ed’s liking, especially with his camera in the hands of an amateur. There was no noise, which helped ease his nerves. Someone like Roger was not someone who could stay still and silent. Ed felt the walls and celebrated triumphantly in his mind when he found the switch.

Like a kid frightened from a scary basement, he quickly flicked the lights on and revealed a man cave not unlike Ed’s own personal space. And just like Ed, Roger had found his own personal dolls. On display atop a podium in a Wonder Woman costume posing like her infamous scene out of the episode ‘Fine Art of Crime’, was a young woman with jet black hair and a killer body. The costume suited her well and she embodied an accurate representation of the superheroine.

Sprawled out at her feet was an older, but still attractive woman wearing the iconic slave outfit worn by Princess Leia in Return of the Jedi. Having life size replicas of the two feminine icons was any guys dream, but having two women dressed as those icons was even better. Roger’s sister and mother were now relegated to collectible toys for the time being.

Ed took one last appreciative look at the two displays. If he ever did get his camera back, these two were worth adding to his own collection, a move to punish Roger for stealing. They would look perfect in his man cave or even in his bedroom. The possibilities were endless. But they were only possibilities if he didn’t find his camera. The next stop was Roger’s job at a video game store in the mall. If there was a place to wreak the most havoc or find the prettiest girls, that was going to be it.

The dishwasher clicked shut and began its cycle. Kendra was now used to the feeling of being a passenger in her own body. Between the blackouts and experiencing the loss of control, she figured out that Ed was somehow controlling her. First, she hadn’t been able to move, then after he put the watch on her, she could move, yet she still couldn’t control herself. She was, for the time being, effectively trapped.

The sensations from her body were all still intact. She could see where she was going and feel the items she was picking up. She could feel her daughter’s small shirt tightly wrapping and straining her breasts and her daughter’s shorts almost hiked up her ass. Even the way she carried herself was different. Lazier in movement and less of a focus on presenting the most sexually appealing side of herself. Ed had made her Karla, and that extended beyond her clothes and body language. Karla’s room was her room now. Once she was done doing the dishes, she moved back to her room and lay on her bed. With the mindset of a young college girl, she needed to take some selfies to post to her new profile. Having just joined social media, her online profile was lacking, and she needed to catch up with provocative photos if she wanted to attract new men willing to fuck her senseless.

The thought of men fucking her brought her back to Roger. Ed had let Roger fuck her just to spite her and although it was supposed to be humiliating, she actually quite enjoyed it. Much more than she enjoyed fucking Ed or her lawyer. Ironically, it seemed that due to the many avenues young people had for finding partners, they were much more experienced in the bedroom than people in Ed’s or Mr. Collin’s age group. It was refreshing to be fucked without worrying about appeasing the man’s ego. Roger didn’t care about her needs and desires, he was only concerned about himself. However, that didn’t stop him from trying to get her off too, which worked wonderfully.

When Ed kicked him out, she had been disappointed that she’d be losing the one thing that she enjoyed while her body wasn’t in her control. She was quite pleased to overhear that Roger had stolen the camera, giving Ed a taste of his own medicine. If Roger was smart enough, he’d be back soon enough to collect her as a prize.

Kendra stared up at her phone and snapped pics of her duck face and cleavage at the most enticing angles possible. Her social media profiles were updated with the risqué pictures hoping to capture more and more audience.

The unsettling thing about not being in control was that going through the motions felt like watching a movie and part of that experience was the anticipation of what was going to happen next. Whatever Ed had programmed, her body was carrying out as instructed. After she posted her pictures, she changed into some of Karla’s lingerie. It was probably the same lingerie her daughter used to seduce her own men.

Like Karla’s other clothes, the lingerie was a tight fit, but Kendra still managed to wrap it around her body. It was uncomfortable, but without control of her body, she couldn’t exactly adjust it. Once she was dressed, her body headed to the basement. There was only one reason she went to the basement these days. For shameless display. Kendra moved onto the platform and smiled as her body froze in place. She hated the good feelings that followed. And she hated that it was Ed’s man cave and not some rich young playboy. She’d happily stand around all day for someone like that. But until she was free from the influential items, this was her life. An ornamental trophy for her hopefully soon-to-be ex-husband.

The twins and their friends waited in line for the popular restaurant, Decor. Niki was her usual social self making the routine social media video documenting her night as it happened, but Ellie was unusually quiet. She couldn’t get over how dominant her sister had become. They used to be a synergistic team, a dynamic duo. Now it seemed like Niki was acting from a place of perceived superiority.

“You all right, babe?” Ellie’s boyfriend, Mac, asked.

“Yes, I’m just tired I guess.” Ellie said.

Mac embraced her, his ripped body comforting her like a warm blanket. He kissed her on the forehead and let her be with her own thoughts. Niki talked with everyone and anyone as they continued to move forward in the line.

Ellie looked up at the now infamous Decor sign and saw the two usual female models in place. What a job to have. People could barely appreciate their looks from below, but it had to pay well for such a concession.

The oddest part of the wait, the elephant in the room, was that Niki and Ellie hardly talked to each other. These were twins that had always been inseparable and always on the same page. But now Niki barely acknowledged her other half. No one dared say anything, fearing they’d be cast from the group next. Ellie knew she wasn’t making an effort either, which probably didn’t help.

When there was only one group in front of them in line, Ellie stared at the former hostesses now on display. The hostess uniforms that they used to wear had been replaced by lingerie. Sooner or later, the girls were just going to be naked. Maybe it was due to the raunchy theme night, but the poses were also more provocative than Ellie recalled with one girl mimicking a blow job while touching her pussy and the other leaned forward with her cleavage and breasts on full display.

“Next.”

Niki and the group moved forward, and she confirmed their reservation.

“And anyone freezing?” the host asked.

“Just that one.” Niki said while pointing to Ellie.

Ellie was too caught off guard to respond.

“She’d like to be naked too.” Niki added.

“Um...” Ellie started, but Mac interjected.

“Nik, we never discussed this.” Mac said.

“Yes, we did. Isn’t that right Ellie?”

Everyone looked at Ellie. The sudden attention was overwhelming, especially after being ignored for the last ten minutes. This was the perfect time to re-establish herself as the dominant half. To show Niki that she was in charge and that it would be her riding Niki’s face. Ellie tried to speak, but her words came out in a soft mumble.

“I’m sorry, what was that?” Niki asked.

Ellie couldn’t muster up her words to retake control and the attention was starting to wear down her confidence. This wasn’t the right time to put up a fight. It was too public. She needed to reassert herself in a private setting with Niki, behind closed doors. That was the best option.

“Yes. I lost a bet, and this is the punishment.” Ellie said.

Niki didn’t skip a beat. She grabbed Mac’s arm. “Yes, and also part of that punishment is you get to pamper me and make my night as amazing as possible.”

Mac was skeptical. He brushed Niki off and turned his back to the crowd to talk privately with Ellie.

“You okay with all this? I don’t know if this is a social media gimmick or challenge or whatever the hell you two do, but this is getting weird.”

Ellie kissed Mac on the lips. “It’s fine honey. That’s why I’ve been quiet, I knew this was coming.”

Ellie managed a convincing smile. Not because she was upset, but just confused at how the events had unfolded. Why couldn’t she say what she had planned on saying? Mac and her sister and the rest of the party followed the host one way, and she was led another way to prepare her for becoming just another piece of décor.

Ed walked through the mall and found nothing out of place. The hustle and bustle of everyday life was full steam ahead as countless groups of people rushed in and out of shops. Even at the store where Roger worked, no one had seen him that day. It was another dead end with no signs he had even been there. The mystery continued. He could be anywhere wreaking havoc and, if he was careful, no one would be the wiser. The only logical next stop was the college itself and if he was lucky maybe the sorority house was where the horny kid had decided to go.

On his way out, one store in particular stopped him in his tracks. He looked up in the window and saw a beautiful woman staring back. Like a mannequin, she stood frozen and posed with a few other women. Their bodies were adorned in the most risqué outfits, but their poses were modest and standard. Hands on their hips. A slight head turn. One was even sitting down. Out of the bunch, the sexiest pose had one model with her hands behind her back, and the only thing sexy about it was that she wasn’t covering her body up, leaving her full rack on display with the pushed up cleavage.

No stone was going to be left unturned. Ed walked into the lingerie store and looked around. There was no sign of Roger and shoppers were happily walking about. Ed approached the counter and towered over the brunette working the till.

“Excuse me, have you seen a young man about” Ed put his hand to his shoulder. “Ye high, walking around here.”

The girl smiled pleasantly. “No sir. We don’t get too many men in here.”

“What’s with all the models on display, is there some sort of sale?” Ed asked.

The girl laughed.

“Just one of our trademark marketing events. It really drives up sales.”

A lady approached the counter and respectively cut the conversation short to purchase her items. Ed politely moved out of the way and decided to check out the change room area. This particular store required assistance, but there was no employee to be found. Taking the initiative, Ed grabbed the key off the hook and snuck inside.

In the rows of change rooms, Ed waited a moment to listen for any signs of movement. If there was one area that was going to be noisy, it was the sound of girls changing. But there was nothing but silence. Ed moved to the first door and opened it. The moment he saw the naked female, he jumped back and waited for the inevitable scream. But there was nothing. He pushed the door slightly ajar and saw a naked female on her knees with her hands behind her back and her mouth opened wide. Cum covered her face, but she remained frozen like a blow job doll. It was the mark of a horny student on the loose.

In the next stall, it was the same story. Two college girls were naked and left in humiliating positions. One was a cute brunette with petite tits lying on a pile of clothes like she had been discarded with the rest of the outfits. The other girl was the typical big breasted blond standing with her legs spread apart over her friend’s face. It wasn’t too hard to figure out where the cum on the brunette’s face had come from. The girls both had duck faces with peace signs up, an obvious ode to Roger’s likely affection for social media posts.

The third changing room had several women in it, all naked and piled on each other. Some were college age, and some were older, but all were frozen. Ed moved onto the last booth and was shocked to come face to face with his frozen and naked boss, Olivia. Kneeling in front of Olivia with her face buried in his boss’s pussy was another girl. Upon closer inspection, it wasn’t just any girl, it was Olivia’s eighteen-year-old daughter, Megan.

It was a delicate situation to deal with if his boss was frozen and aware. He could move her daughter away, but then he was seeing her daughter naked. He could leave them, but then he was consciously letting her daughter remain stuck with her face in her mother’s pussy.

Either way it was a lose-lose scenario. But Ed knew the right decision was to adjust their positions. He walked over and grabbed Megan, lifting her up while inadvertently rubbing against her well-endowed chest. She was placed on the bench with her mouth open and her tongue sticking out, no doubt with the taste of her mother resting on it. Not to risk any further unnecessary touching of his boss’s daughter, he left her looking like an exhausted dog with drool starting to pool on her crotch below. Now it was time to find the culprit.

Ed left the change room and headed toward the door. He stopped in his tracks as the knob twisted. There was no where to hide. Ed froze. The door swung open, and the lady opening the door jumped back in a slight shock.

“Oh, my goodness, sir. What are you doing back here?” she said. Her name tag said Cali.

“I was looking for my wife and daughter.”

“I appreciate your concern, but we can’t have grown men in these change rooms, it’s for customers only.” Cali scolded him.

“I’m sorry.”

“Excuse m...!”

“I said...” Ed stopped.

Cali stood with her mouth wide open, never finishing her sentence. Ed swerved around, just in time to see the camera. And just like that, he could no longer move. Having never been frozen, it was a strange experience to be trapped and at the mercy of someone else. Roger grinned with the camera in hand. He was fully nude and could have easily blended in the booth with all those girls. Ed should have known he would be close by.

Following Niki’s instructions, Ellie was posed naked with her left hand making an ‘L’ on her forehead and her right hand spreading her pussy. Unbeknownst to her, the last instruction was to write ‘Niki’s Bitch’ across her forehead, which was done after she was frozen so there was no resistance.

Since her group of friends had rented out a room, Ellie was put on display there with many other guests around the circular room. She watched as her friends partied and enjoyed their time while she remained a statue for their viewing pleasure. The most annoying part wasn’t the FOMO, it was having to endure watching her sister endlessly flirt with her boyfriend. Mac was inherently a flirt himself, and it was a man’s nature to flirt back when given the opportunity. There were so many other girls on display in the room, it was easy to forget that one of them was his actual girlfriend.

As the night went on, the only positive thing was the frozen bliss flowing through her. It helped distract her from watching her friends drink, laugh, and socialize. The only person who made a point to periodically look her way was Niki. The rest of the party seemingly forgot she was even there. And it wasn’t that Niki was concerned about Ellie’s wellbeing, she just wanted her sister to know that she was enjoying her time with Mac.

Niki’s behavior continued to be unusual, but for a reason that Ellie couldn’t quite pinpoint, she was content with it. Even though she had been determined to stand up for herself, it now seemed right that Niki was more dominant and took what she wanted. The girls had always been on the same page and shared everything. The only difference was Ellie’s and Niki’s romantic life. Ellie had fewer boyfriends and they lasted at least a year. Niki either had one-night stands or short-term relationships. Despite being similar in almost every other area of their lives, the way they internally handled relationships was far from the same. And that’s what worried Ellie about Niki. Without interference, she was very capable of leading Mac on for a one-night stand and destroying Ellie’s relationship with him in the process.

After several hours of being on display, through the party’s many drinks and appetizers, people were starting to separate into small groups around the room for the sort of personal chatter only possible several bottles deep. Niki grabbed Mac and lead him to the small booth in front of Ellie, giving her up close and personal access to their chat.

“Listen Mac, I’ve actually been lying the whole night. Niki and I made a bet that you couldn’t tell the difference between us and I told Niki that even if I was pretending to be her, you still wouldn’t try anything. And babe, I’m impressed.”

Ellie tried to speak up, but her frozen state prohibited it. Niki was now crossing a line that Ellie never thought she would cross. It was one thing to flirt with Mac, but by pretending to be Ellie she was essentially giving herself a free pass to do whatever she wanted with him.

“No, you’re definitely Niki.” Mac said.

“Seriously?” Niki said. She grabbed Mac’s head and made out with him deeply and then abruptly stopped.

“Still think I’m Niki?”

“Umm.” Mac looked up at Ellie. She could tell he knew there was something different, but, in this predicament, he couldn’t hear the protests from the other girl.

“Choose wisely mister, it could influence what we do later.”

Mac looked at Niki and then up at Ellie again.

“You’re ridiculous.” Niki said. She got up from the booth and walked away.

Mac didn’t hesitate and followed her. He grabbed her hand and pulled her back into his arms.

“Sorry, we’ve been drinking all night, I’m just a little confused.”

“I think we should go to another bar and continue this party.” Niki said.

“What about Ell..er.. Niki?”

“I think we can find another group that will enjoy her on display.”

Niki stared into Ellie’s eyes, smirking at her deception which was working brilliantly. Niki gathered everyone around and informed them that the party was moving to a different location. No one made the slightest gesture towards Ellie indicating they were all inebriated and distracting by their own little worlds.

Niki walked by the display with Mac and winked at Ellie as they left the room, leaving her and the rest of the models on display for no one. The silence was short lived as a member of the Decor staff fetched Ellie on a dolly and rolled her from the display case to the back area.

Whatever Niki had told Decor, Ellie expected to be humiliated. Sure enough, Ellie was placed, still naked, on one of the new writing podiums where frozen models could be drawn and written on. Beside her where two other models already covered with dirty words and inappropriate pictures. The difference between Ellie and the other girls was that Ellie had an active social media with followers closing in on the millions. People were bound to recognize her, vandalize her, and take pictures of it. It was the worst kind of publicity, but she was helpless to stop it. The only good thing was that Decor now had security guards on duty because of its many scandals. So the worst thing a customer could do was write on her or take pictures.

The first group of guys immediately recognized her and walked over. With permission from the security guard, they were allowed to move her as long as they didn’t touch her private areas. But they didn’t need to. After writing ‘I sucked all their cocks’ in big letters on her stomach, her hands were positioned to hover over two of the guys’ crotches while her mouth was pried opened. Looking in the mirror across from her, she could see what looked like the cover of a porno as the picture was snapped. The guys each had the photographer take a picture with their phone and then moved on.

The frozen bliss once again took control as the gravity of the situation settled in. Niki was likely going to fuck Mac tonight and Ellie couldn’t do anything about it because she was stuck being drawn on and photographed by horny men. Not to mention all the traffic that was going to come her way on social media as she was inevitably tagged in all the raunchy posts.

The pleasure took over and Ellie accepted it for the time being because that’s all she could do. All their posts on social media focused on every imaginable angle of their bodies, so it was ironic that she was now being used as a decoration for her hot body. It’s almost as if, from the way she presented herself, all men saw were just ass and tits. Aside from the occasional videos she and Niki did together, there was hardly a hint of personality. All she was known for was looking drop dead sexy every time she was on camera.

So, she stood there, and accepted for the time being that she reaped what she had sown. She was an object and men were having fun with it, drawing and documenting their good time. She always tried her best to look good and tonight was no different, except that’s all anyone was going to care about. Just a nameless hot blond with a magnificent body.

“Mr. W. Glad you could join us.” Roger said. He put Ed’s finger up his own nose and turned him around to face Cali. “I was mad at first, but this has been way better than banging your sloppy seconds.”

Roger put the camera down and walked up to Cali.

“Look at this rocket. I’ve been waiting and waiting for her to come back here so I could explore this magnificent body.” Roger said. “Did you know she’s the owner?”

Roger opened Cali’s eyes wider and manipulated her mouth into a smile. There was no room for subtly as Roger ripped open her blouse, sending buttons flying everywhere. Beneath her clothing was an expensive formal deep red lingerie set with gold accents.

“Someone dresses to impress.”

Quickly moving the bra down, Roger unleashed her magnificent breasts and Ed had a perfect view. Like him, she was stuck and at the unfortunate mercy of Roger. Unlike him, she had a body that any man, let alone Roger, couldn’t resist.

“You might think this is wrong but come on. Look at her. The make-up. The lingerie. The nails and jewellery.” Roger lifted Cali’s red acrylic nails with a diamond band on her right hand that matched her sparkling necklace. “She’s asking for attention dressed like this.”

Roger ripped Cali’s shirt completely off and threw it on the ground in front of Ed. He moved Cali closer and bent her over, so that her arms could reach out to Ed’s shoulders and brace herself. They stared into each other’s eyes, one with a big smile, the other with his finger up his nose. It was amazing how much emotion could be conveyed in the eye but absent from the rest of the body. Cali seemed less fearful than Ed expected. Maybe she had done this before. Her mini-skirt and thong were pulled down and Roger entered her from behind.

Her dangling tits swung in every direction as Roger pounded her. Despite how wrong it was, Ed was enjoying the view. He had seen Cali multiple times in passing and had always wondered what her tits looked like. They were perky and round and set close to her body, indicating the obvious implants.

Focusing on everything that was going on in front of him, Ed barely noticed his own building pleasure until it was too strong to ignore. The infamous internal bliss washed over in the first wave causing his cock to leak pre-cum. It was like experiencing the feeling of orgasm on a loop. And the sight before him didn’t help. The big-titted storeowner in front of him smiled as she was being taken from behind by a stranger. She wasn’t happy, but from her pearly whites, it was impossible to tell otherwise.

Roger stopped abruptly and pulled out. He pushed Cali to her knees and blew the load right in her face.

“I can see why you wanted this for yourself. The power to do whatever you want is really... invigorating.” Roger said. “Soon that’s going to be your daughter coated in my cum. I think I’ll keep her as like a blow job doll. Every morning when I get up and every night before I go to bed, I will fuck her face like there’s no tomorrow. Her life purpose would to be kiss my cock good morning and goodnight.”

Roger left Cali kneeling and moved over to Ed. He grabbed Ed and dragged him to the furthest booth.

“That’s what your plan was, right? Using these women as props and decorations.” Roger said. “Once I get a hold of whatever you used on the twins, then I’ll be able to build the perfect little harem.”

The changing room door opened, and Ed once again saw his naked boss and her daughter right where he had left them. Unfortunately, now all of them were at the mercy of Roger.

“I know who this is, Ed.” Roger said.

The blissful feeling was deceptive in nature because despite being turned on, Ed wanted nothing to do with his boss or her daughter. The MILF stood naked with her curly brunette hair resting gently on her fair complexion. Unlike her daughter, there was no tanned skin or bikini lines, just the paleness of someone who never took the time to enjoy the outdoors. But that didn’t mean she didn’t keep in shape. A personal trainer and the time to make her own scheduled afforded her with such a luxury. The ample breasts weren’t big, but they were natural and beautiful. She was a fit mother who also happened to lead one of the biggest companies in town. And here Ed was standing with his finger in his nose in front of his boss.

Roger left Ed at the door and moved over to Olivia. He spread her legs apart and then carried her daughter over, placing her at the feet of the frozen goddess. Megan still had her tongue out, but Roger quickly corrected it into a smile. Something about making the girl look like she was enjoying herself must have made the bitter truth easier to stomach for Roger. It didn’t take long to figure out what Roger was planning. Once he pushed Megan’s hand into a fist, it wasn’t a mystery where that was going. Roger probed his fingers in Olivia’s pussy and pulled them out, kissing them like an Italian Chef.

“This one’s nice and ready.”

Roger slowly worked Megan’s hand into her mother’s pussy while Ed stood frozen and watched. Work was going to be awkward after this show and tell. Surprisingly, the fist fit, and Roger had his way with Ed’s boss, fucking her pussy with her own daughter’s hand. The room was silent except for the slurping noise of Olivia’s pussy being stretched more and more with each pump.

But that wasn’t the only plan Roger had. After a few minutes of getting Olivia off, he stopped abruptly and pulled out his phone. Snapping various photos at different angles, he was documenting very scandalous photos of a very prominent woman. It was hard to imagine the damage a photo of Olivia with her daughter wrist deep inside her could inflict on her career. Even if Olivia fought back, in this day and age, a photo said 1000 words.

“Well, we can’t have hard work without rewards.” Roger said, as he put his phone back in his pocket.

His whole demeanor had changed since Ed initially knew him. Gone was the laid back, respectful stoner. He was replaced by a power hungry, horny college student. He couldn’t have been that sex deprived if Karla was hooking up with him, not to mention the few times he had sex with Kendra. But like a kid in a candy store, there were so many other women to explore now that he had the power to do so. And so many intriguing opportunities, including fisting a mother using her daughter’s hand.

Roger positioned the young woman on the floor so that her face was looking up at her eventual prize. And then he continued the pleasuring assault without remorse. Ed knew most of Olivia’s wetness was from being frozen. He himself was nearly on the brink of cumming in his pants. It was a hard feeling to resist when it felt so good. Like eating the last piece of sweet cake when you know you shouldn’t.

The floodgates opened and Olivia covered here daughter’s face as she squirted uncontrollably. Roger stood up and watched the pussy tighten and twitch with the fist still inside before it finally loosened. Megan’s hand slipped out and landed with a thud next to her frozen face. If that wasn’t enough embarrassment, soon Ed found himself balls deep inside Megan, riding her doggy style in front of her mother. Of course, he wasn’t doing much fucking that wasn’t orchestrated by the gentle guidance of Roger. But it was his cock inside her, nonetheless.

Taking advantage of yet another photo opportunity, Roger positioned Olivia with a big smile and two big thumbs up. He stepped back and caught the wide-angle view of Ed fucking Megan doggy style while Olivia happily approved. The whole scenario added to the already building pleasure that Ed was trying to withhold, but it was too great. He came inside his boss’s daughter and prayed that she was on birth control. But with a body that hot, it was hard to imagine she wasn’t protected in some form.

“Looks like someone’s quick to the draw.” Roger said. “What’s the matter, Ed? Never handled something this hot before.”

Roger lifted Ed’s head, so he was again staring into his boss’s eyes. He’s glad her face was frozen as he could only imagine what was going through her mind.

“I think she needs a close-up view, don’t you?”

Roger nodded Ed’s head for him. He then grabbed Olivia and laid her gently on the floor. He slid the powerful CEO under her daughter so that her face was right under the soon to be dripping pussy. For good measure, her mouth was opened to receive whatever came her way. Always the opportunist, Roger pushed Megan’s face down into her mother’s pussy and stepped back for another impromptu photoshoot.

The cum was starting to drip as Ed felt it trailing down his cock and onto the face below him.

“And now for the piece de resistance. Don’t say I never did anything for you. Not many guys can say they fucked their boss’s daughter and then came in their boss’s mouth.”

Roger pulled Ed back and the damn burst as cum came rushing out and fell into Olivia’s mouth. The mere sight of the scene sent another stream of cum from Ed which barely missed Roger.

“Geez. One orgasm is enough for you.”

It seemed the frozen bliss was an amplifier. If nothing was going on it slowly built the person up. If something turned the person on, it was an automatic orgasm depending on how hot it was. Seeing his cum drip from Megan’s pussy into Olivia’s mouth was one of the hottest thing’s he’d ever seen. Despite the repercussions, his body couldn’t help but salute such a hot act.

“Well, I think my work here is done.” Roger said. “Guess you’re going to stay and deal with my mess once someone finds everyone. It was bold of you to try and stop me by yourself. You did always seem like someone who lacked the skill to plan ahead.”

Roger couldn’t see it, but Ed was smiling on the inside. As if he would be stupid enough to come alone. The changing room door opened, and Roger was frozen in mid-surprise. Ed felt control return to his body. He turned and greeted Karla with a smile. She happily handed the camera over. Ed had known that both of them rushing in was only going to lead to both of them being frozen. He needed to let himself be bait despite the risk of whatever Roger was going to do to him. Fortunately for Ed, his ‘punishment’ was much more enjoyable than he had anticipated. After a set time, Karla had been programmed to find the camera and freeze Roger at all costs.

Ed walked over to the frozen college kid.

“You know too much. I can’t have that.” Ed said.

He looked down at the two sex dolls. They knew too much too. There was only one solution. Until he could get his hands on Kollar Tech items to erase their memories and ensure compliance, his house was going to have three new decorations.

Three knocks rattled the door. No answer. Detective Peele knocked again. Still no answer. Usually this meant coming back another day, but the strange scene and unanswered questions with the suspect were very puzzling. That was enough probable cause in her mind. She pulled out a lock picking set and went to work.

Within a few minutes the door clicked, and she walked inside. The house was silent, seeming to confirm her suspicions that no one was home. But she wasn’t there to catch anyone, she was there to answer questions like how Ed is married to two different people and who was the other girl.

Detective Peele did a quick and quiet tour through the main floor and noted that the home was spotless. There was nothing out of place. Passing by a shelving unit in the living room, she stopped in her tracks when she spotted a family photo. The photo made clear who the parents were and who the daughter was with Ed and his wife positioned in the back and Ed’s new wife sitting below. Either it was a family photo or Ed was quite the polygamist.

Exploring the bedrooms, Detective Peele kept an open mind, but from her evidence, it was all but confirmed that the woman she saw was indeed his daughter. Why would she go along with something like that and where was the mother?

Admittingly, Mr. Collins made a good call contacting her. There was something going on, but she didn’t have all the answers yet. There was one place left to explore. Detective Peele opened the basement door and looked down into the darkness. Maybe her answers would all be down there.

She turned the light on and walked slowly until she emerged into a man cave. Standing on a podium and smiling was the older woman from the picture. The real wife. With Decor being a constant complaint from people with nothing better to do, it didn’t take Detective Peele long to figure out what was going on. The woman was frozen. This was further confirmed with the classic maneuver of waving her hand in front of the wife’s face. There was no reaction at all. For further proof, Detective Peele poked the statue in the stomach. Not a single movement.

With the divorce, it made sense that Ed would try and hide his problem. Well, he wasn’t going to get away with it this time. Detective Peele turned around and pulled out her phone. From the corner of her eye, she saw the shadow moving but it was too late. With a thump on her head, everything went to black.