The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

“What... another one? This is getting dangerous,” the college freshman thought as she watched her mother enter through the garage door with yet another suitor, this time a pretty older blonde who was whispering just soft enough that Akira could not make out what she was saying.

“Mom looks so out of it, what the heck is going on?” the young lady thought to herself.

The blonde followed Misaki as she walked ever so slowly toward the stairs, leading her pretty new friend up to her bedroom, never noticing Akira was peeking around the corner.

As the women approached the stairs, the daughter was still not close enough to hear the blonde whispering to her mother, a very successful businesswoman with a lot of success—and even more stress.

“Good girl, Misaki, lead me to your most private place, that’s right, doing so very well…” she would have heard the older woman saying if she were close enough to hear.

Akira didn’t want her mother to know she was spying on her at 1am, but she definitely knew something had to be done about her mother’s growing reckless behavior. This was definitely a discussion that needed to be had after the pretty blonde left in the morning, like all the others had done before Akira was awake, had been doing recently.

“What the… Mom, that’s three different women and one man in the last five weeks…” Akira knew her mother had some downturns in her business, but the fear is that her mother is losing herself with these strangers.

Rather than confront her mother, who looked glassy eyed and spacey, in front of this admittedly beautiful stranger, Akira turned and went back to her room, put on her headphones and listened to the music as she tried to get back to sleep, wondering what her mother was doing.

“She doesn’t drink, no way she’s on drugs, what is making her look so spaced out?” Akira thought as she turned up the music on the wireless headphones to drown out any potential noise coming from upstairs.

Unable to sleep, Akira got up and made her way to the kitchen, then saw a light from underneath her mother’s home office door. She opened the office and turned off the desk lamp that was left on, and noticed the open laptop on the desk.

“Let’s see what is going on in here,” Akira thought as she tapped the laptop and it came to life. She noticed two login connection possibilities on the opening screen, one that was familiar that she had seen her Mom use time and again, her business account name, and a second one with the initials GGM. Akira tried opening that account, but wasn’t able to secure the password.

“What are you doing, mother….” Akira said in frustration as she shut down the laptop, left the office, closed the door and quietly went back to her room where she laid down, threw a pillow over her head and tried to sleep.

“That’s a very good girl, Misaki,” the blonde said softly as she closed the door to the spacious bedroom.

The single mother, who owned a struggling automotive company, smiled at the praise and stood patiently waiting.

SNAP

“Strip, Misaki,” the blonde ordered.

Slowly the 40-something mother removed her white blouse, three inch black heels, black business slacks, her 34b bra and eventually her matching panties.

SNAP

“Kneel,” the pretty, buxom and commanding blonde ordered, smiling as the wealthy Asian heritage CEO and mother dropped to her knees in her own bedroom.

The taller blonde sat on the bed, removed her own black clothes and sat naked. From her bag she removed a green crystal on a silver chain and held it in front of the kneeling Misaki.

SNAP

“Focus,” the blonde said as she held the crystal between Misaki’s eyes and her own.

SNAP

“Crystal Mantra.” the blonde said, smiling down at her kneeling thrall.

“The crystal holds my mind. Lady Brigitte holds the crystal. Lady Brigitte controls my mind,” the kneeling CEO stated slowly, her eyes seeing the crystal and the blue eyes of the woman who held the crystal’s chain.

SNAP

“Obey,” the blonde Lady Brigitte stated.

“I obey,” the kneeling Misaki answered.

“You will pleasure me with your tongue until I tell you to stop,” the blonde instructed.

Misaki crawled forward and began her work, much to the satisfied delight of the blonde Lady, who had been conditioning and training the executive for months.

“That’s wonderful, good girl, Misaki,” the dominant cooed softly as she felt the talented tongue do fine work.

The praise, and praise phrase continued as the Lady allowed the mother to continue her tongue lashing, in her own home, kneeling on her own floor as her dominant casually sat on her bed, smiling at the talent the mom showed.

Misaki continued, working diligently, though for how long she had no idea. She worked her tongue until she was told to stop.

Finally, after a time Misaki had no concept of, the Lady finished as her lovely submissive licked to get every drop.

“Good girl, Misaki,” the Lady praised once more. “Stop.”

The kneeling mother and CEO stopped as ordered.

SNAP

“Kneel,” the Lady Brigitte commanded.

Wordlessly the mother put herself into the kneeling position before her own bed once again.

SNAP

“Focus,” the domme ordered, holding the green crystal in front of the eyes of Misaki.

Misaki relaxed, and gazed deeply into the green as she focused to listen to the Lady Brigitte as trained.

“When I snap my fingers, you will awaken, aroused and obedient, following my every instruction,” Lady Brigitte began. “You will believe everything I tell you while we are in this bedroom, do you understand and obey?”

“I obey,” Misaki replied, gazing into the crystal.

SNAP

Slowly Misaki regained awareness, as the naked Lady placed the crystal in her bag.

“You did very well servicing me, Misaki,” the Lady began. “But now it is time for your final submission into obedience. On the bed, on your back, hands above your head. NOW!”

“Yes, Lady Brigitte,” Misaki responded, in the fashion she was trained to when awake.

Brigitte smiled as she watched the pretty, petite mother scramble into place.

“Good girl, Misaki,” the domme replied. “Ready to be fucked into servitude?”

“I um…” the mom hesitated.

“I love it, Misaki, some backbone, at last!” the domme said, “But we both know you prefer to be a good girl, Misaki…”

Misaki immediately felt that wave of pleasure course through her body at the praise.

“Now, my good girl Misaki,” the domme began. “Let’s make sure you are secure to the bed and won’t try to run off, not that you want to darling.”

Lady Brigitte opened her bag, all in show.

“These restraints will keep you in place while I fuck you into obedience,” the Lady said.

The lady made a show of pretending to pull something out of the bag, walked to the head of the bed, and bent over, feigning she held actual restraints—but having nothing in her hands, motioning as if she actually had placed restraints there.

“This should hold you,” the Lady said, pulling the imaginary restraint, then taking the right wrist of Misaki and going through the motions of actually restraining her, albeit with an imagined restraint that was fully real to the conditioned mother.

The Lady made a very good show around all four corners of the bed, and smiled as Misaki Okida, CEO of O Motors International, lay spread eagle, the only bonds holding her in this position the bonds within her mind—at the suggestion of her dominant who smiled at her.

“And for the final touch, sweetie,” the Lady said, this time actually reaching into her bag and actually retrieving a bright red ball gag. “We don’t want you waking the neighborhood… or worse Akira…”

Lady Brigitte secured the gag in the mouth of her submissive, who lay spread eagle held by the restraints in her mind.

“You look like your pretty fucked, restrained and gagged so beautifully,” the Lady praised. “A good girl, Misaki, ready to be taken.”

Lady Brigitte moved to the side of the bed, pulled out an 8 inch strap on, and bent over and whispered in the ear of the lovely Misaki.

“Ready to be owned….” the Lady stated. “And all you have to do to be owned is cum for me…”

MIdaki shivered, goosebumps evident.

The Lady Brigitte then climbed on the bed, and finished the job of completing her ownership of Misaki Okida.

Akira slept some, albeit restlessly as she was deep in thought as to why her mother was suddenly with all these strangers—and bringing them home. As this was rummaging in her head, Akira had another thought—she was not even coming home some nights. With the same excuse. Business meetings. Deadlines.

She made her way to the kitchen, and started making coffee, headphones still in place as she noticed the clock. Five-thirty AM.

“Shit….” She said loudly, looking at the time.

“Are you alright, young lady?” a voice from the entryway to the kitchen asked.

Akira turned, not hearing the question at all.

“Who the hell are you?” Akira asked aggressively.

“Obviously, I am a friend of Misaki,” the blonde said, wearing all tight black clothing, still looking pretty with no makeup and her hair in a simple ponytail.

“Why are you here with my Mother?” Akira asked, hand on hip, removing the headphones and placing them on the countertop.

“So you are the amazing Akira I keep hearing about,” the blonde said. “Misaki raves about you, darling.”

“You still haven’t answered my questions, who are you and why are you here with my mother?” Akira asked again, louder.

“She said you were beautiful,” the blonde replied with a laugh. “She is definitely right, but she never mentioned how spunky you were…”

“Are you going to answer my questions or not?” Akira asked.

“Oh, you are cute, young lady,” the tall, bosomy blonde replied. “But that is a mother daughter issue, I will not get in between that connection, darling.”

“What?” Akira asked.

“How old are you, darling?” the tall blonde woman asked, with a very engaging smile.

“I’m 18, why are you asking me?” Akira asked, slightly confused at the turn in the conversation.

“Because, darling, I need to know if you are old enough to make your own decisions for one,” the tall blonde said, walking around the sweatshirt and sweatpants wearing girl, taking a gaze at her from all sides. “Because I do adult things only with adults, darling.”

Akira was thrown by the comment, and she felt goosebumps at the dominant vibe the blonde was throwing at her, which did not go unnoticed.

“You are feisty,” the blonde said. “And such a natural beauty. Your mother is blessed, darling.”

Both women turned as they heard noise coming down the stairs.

“Oh…” Misaki said as she saw Akira facing her guest.

“Yes, Misaki, we have met. And had a lovely conversation, haven’t we, darling?” the tall blonde said calmly.

“Ok…” Misaki replied, obviously uncomfortable about meeting her moms friend in her kitchen.

“Mother, care to explain who this is?” Akira asked pointedly. “And why do you keep having strangers over, and don’t come home some nights?”

All eyes focused on Misaki as she looked at the tall blonde.

“Well, sweetie, the cat is out of the bag, so to speak,” the tall blonde said, running her finger under the chin of the fully Japanese mother. “The kitten knows some things, shall I tell her the rest or do you want to do it?”

Misaki stood, and froze in place unsure what to do, remaining silent for an uncomfortable period of time.

“Cat got your tongue, Misaki?” the blonde asked with a laugh. “Nod if you want me to explain to your lovely adult daughter.”

Midaki nodded her head up and down, then looked at the floor.

“Thank you sweetie,” the blonde said as she kissed the cheek of the mother, dressed in a long sweatshirt that reached above her knees.

The blonde turned and faced Akira, looking her in the eyes. Akira stood silent, her mother’s silence threw her off balance, and the blonde was very much in control of the room.

“Now then, Akira, let’s discuss things shall we?” the blonde asked with an engaging smile. “Let’s all sit and have a lovely discussion.”

The three then took a seat at the rectangular counter top, which held four chairs. Akira sat alone on one side, her mother and the beautiful blonde the other.

“Where to begin, darling,” the blonde said. “I am sure you are aware your mother is having a few difficulties with her business, is that right Akira?”

“Yes.. I have some ideas from what she told me,” the daughter said.

“It is never easy for women in the automotive industry, darling,” the blonde said. “But she will turn that around, we are working on that, aren’t we, Misaki?”

Misaki again nodded her head up and down, and refocused her eyes on the granite counter top.

“I provide a very specific type of stress relief, darling,” the blonde said, her eyes staring directly into the dark orbs of the pretty, spunky 18 year old. “My name is Brigitte. Specifically I am Lady Brigitte, darling.”

The blonde extended her hand , which Akira slowly reached out toward.

“Oh darling I won’t bite,” the Lady said, connecting her hand with the younger Asian girl. “And it is lovely to meet you.”

Akira said nothing as her hand returned to her side.

“I am what is known as a Dominant, Akira,” the blonde continued. “I did notice your little goosebump shake earlier, darling. More specifically, I am a hypnosis dominant.”

Misaki continued her stare into the countertop while Akira continued to look into the eyes of the pretty blonde, who pulled something from around her neck and held in her hands a silver chain with a green crystal on the end.

“And your mother, in her efforts to relieve stress, had become a client of mine,” the Lady said. “In addition to relieving her stress, I am also helping her focus on recovering her business, young lady.”

Brigitte held the crystal above the head of Misaki.

“No… please…” Misaki asked as she noticed the crystal, and her domme speaking.

“I gave you the opportunity to tell your pretty daughter about everything, but you asked me to do the honors,” Brigitte said, taking her free hand and caressing the cheek of the business owner and mother. “So I will do this MY way, Misaki, do you understand?”

“I obey, Lady Brigitte,” Misaki responded, her eyes focusing on the crystal.

“Captivating, isn’t it?” the Lady asked nobody in particular, but everyone in general. “This is what I use to captivate your mother’s attention as I gently put her under hypnosis. It is very pretty isn’t it Akira?”

“Yes…” the daughter said as she found herself looking at the green object.

“Of course it is, young lady,” Brigitte replied. “Don’t look too long, or you too may get yourself hypnotized, and feel amazingly stress free, Akira.”

Akira didn’t move, she continued to look at the crystal, just as her mother did.

“Akira, look away now,” the Lady said, smiling as Akira looked away. “I don’t want you to go under darling.”

Akira shook her head, the brief time and knowing her mother was being hypnotized got her very caught up in that moment.

As soon as Akira regained her full awareness, Brigitte continued.

“Sleep for me, Misaki…” the Lady said, snapping her fingers.

As Misaki’s soft, dark eyes closed and she entered hypnosis, Akira shook her head at the sound and looked at the blonde.

“Questions, darling?” the domme asked.

“How long?” Akira asked softly.

“About 5 months, darling,” Brigitte replied with a smile. “Obviously you noticed a few things?”

“Yes…” Akira answered, taking a deep breath.

“Tell me what you noticed, darling,” the blonde asked, as the girl looked at her hypnotized mother. “But let me take care of your mother first.”

Daughter sat silent and watched as Mother sat hypnotized.

“Misaki, open your eyes and focus, sweetie,” the Lady suggested.

Misaki opened her eyes and turned to look at her hypnotist seated next to her.

Akira made a noise as she noticed the glassy stare of her mother, and reflected as she realized this was the look she saw in her mother last night. The daughter also realized the whispers from the hypnosis dominant the night before were directing her mother.

“Sweetie, when I snap my fingers, you will head upstairs and get ready for work. You will shower, get dressed for work, and do your makeup perfectly. While showering, you may guide yourself to one orgasm as a reward for being so obedient last night,” Lady Brigitte commanded. “You will remember me meeting your lovely daughter and feeling so good about it because there are no more secrets, trusting me to tell Akira everything, feeling so positive about this development.”

Lady Brigitte looked at Akira, who sat open mouthed as she watched.

Lady Brigitte chuckled a bit, reached across, and placed her forefinger under the chin of the pretty young lady, pushing her jaw closed.

“Do you understand your assignments, Misaki sweetie?” the domme asked.

“Yes, Lady Brigitte, I understand and obey,” Misaki replied slowly and softly.

“Good Girl, Misaki,” the Lady replied. “Very good girl.”

Akira let out another noise, causing the dominant to look at her with a wide smile.

SNAP

Misaki moved from her seat, and slowly headed upstairs to obey her suggestions. Once the mother reached the stairs, Lady Brigitte continued.

“Now then, darling, what did you notice?” the domme said, her hands slowly playing with the crystal in her hand.

Akira started following the crystal as the Lady gently played with it, smiling as she noticed where the daughter of her hypnosis submissive was looking.

“Not coming home, but texting me it was a late night at the office and not to wait up—she will stay in the city,” Akira said slowly.

“Is that unusual, darling?” the domme asked. “She is a very busy woman with a large company to run.”

“It was usually once in a while, not as much as recently,” Akira said, eyes still on the crystal as the domme held it open handed.

“What else have you noticed, darling?” the Lady furthered.

“Mom bringing people home, taking them upstairs…” Akira responded.

“Is that unusual, darling?” the domme asked.

“Yes… it never used to happen at all…” Akira replied. “Four times in the last few weeks with different people… three women…”

“Including me, darling?” the domme asked.

“Yes….” Akira replied. Slowly.

Lady Brigitte closed her hand, the chain and gem were fully inside. She then placed the object of Misaki’s hypnosis in her purse.

“Very good, Akira, you are very attentive,” Lady Brigitte said with a simple smile. “Was there anything else you noticed or do you want me to tell you everything now?”

“You were whispering to her last night when you came in….” Akira added.

“I was, she is very receptive when hypnotized, and I didn’t want to get your attention,” the domme said. “The mansion here is gigantic, and she assured me you wouldn’t see us.”

“I did see…” Akira replied. “And I watched you whispering to mom all the way up the stairs…”

Lady Brigitte smiled widely and clapped her hands in front of her.

Akira sat up, and took a deep breath.

“Very good, darling, I want you fully aware for this conversation,” Lady Brigitte said. “I noticed the crystal, and the discussion of hypnosis was affecting you, darling.”

“GGM—oh my god—good girl Misaki…” Akira said. “You just told mom that same thing…”

Lady Brigitte stood up and walked over to Akira and hugged her from behind, and whispered in her ear, “My goodness, darling, you are the brightest young lady, you noticed every little thing.”

Akira felt a bit overwhelmed by the hug, and the comment, and she stayed put while the Lady returned to her seat across from her.

“Darling, first of all, your mother is extremely stressed from her business, which you know is having some issues,” the Lady began. “People handle stress differently. Your mom tried exercise, she tried running, she tried yoga and cooking and a bunch of other things, but nothing was relieving that work stress.”

Akira looked at the Lady Brigitte and asked, “So how did she find you…”

“Excellent question, Akira,” the blonde said. “She found me through other executives she knows, when she asked about relieving stress.”

“What do you mean…” Akira asked.

“Darling, I cater to a specific group,” Lady Brigitte said. “Very wealthy, very stressed business executives, like your mother, who have not found ways to relieve stress or be able to correct their business issues in part because of that stress.”

“Oh…” Akira replied.

“The group that I work with, they get what they need, darling.” the domme said. “Stress relief, and assistance with their business issues. I am a hypnotist, but I also have a doctorate in business.”

“Oh… wow…” Akira said, as the Lady delivered more of her resume.

“And those nights she isn’t home? She is with me, being trained to submit,” the domme said. “High stress executives are so high stress at work, they need to be trained to let go for balance in their lives, does that make sense?”

“It does… too much stress is a killer…” Akira added.

“It is, darling, you are so right,” the Lady Brigitte replied. “As for the people your beautiful mother brings home? Your mother had been alone for a VERY long time… sometimes, let’s be blunt, she needs relief.”

“But… women? I didn’t have any idea…” Akira said.

“Darling, she likes to explore and take risks,” the Lady said. “Look at all the risks she took in business, It got you all of these material things, the house, that cute little car you drive…”

The Lady Brigitte smiled at the pretty young woman.

“You are bright, you are intuitive,” the Lady started. “I will leave you with this, darling, if you will permit me one favor.”

“I guess so…” Akira said wearily.

“Thank you, darling,” the beautiful blonde said, opening her purse. “I want you to think very hard about joining your mother in hypnosis and stress relief. She has explained how hard you work and how much stress you carry, darling, perfect grades, always striving for perfection…”

Akira said nothing as the domme took out the chain and crystal again.

“Promise your mother and me one thing, darling,” Lady Brigitte said as she held the crystal aloft.

The dark eyes of the Asian college girl looked at the crystal, and behind the crystal she saw the captivating blue eyes of the Lady Brigitte.

Akira focused on it as the Lady smiled.

Upstairs, a lovely cry of a completed orgasm could be heard if one was listening carefully enough. Akira was not paying careful enough attention, but the Lady smiled at hearing the excitement float down the stairs from the shower.

“Ok…” Akira replied slowly, eyes never leaving the crystal, the recesses of her mind almost hearing her mother’s joyful noise.

“Think about joining your mother for her next hypnosis session, darling,” the Lady Brigitte said, as she stood up, gazing at Akira intently, holding the crystal between her and the pretty young woman.

“I will… “ AKira replied, her body not moving, her voice a whisper.

“Very good, darling, you won’t regret it,” the Lady said. “It is an incredible experience you will love, darling…”

She then placed the crystal back in her purse, and walked over to Akira and cupped her chin with her right hand.

“You have so much potential, darling…”

Akira felt a shiver.

The Lady Brigitte turned and walked toward the front door, raising her right hand in the air as she walked out the door.

SNAP

Akira shook her head, trying to shake the sluggish feeling.

“I will be in touch, darling…”