The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Gertrude Müller never gave much credence to rumors that floated around. The teens in Darmfurt were so encumbered by a lack of hardship and trouble, that their exaggerations far exceeded the bounds of believability. Like they said on the news, there’d been some kind of incendiary device at the school which blew up a few cars. That was plenty enough to be concerned about, she didn’t see any reason why they’d go on to say there were some super soldiers fighting a monster.

More than that, what was on her mind as she walked back to her late model Mercedes coup, was sales figures for telecom infrastructure hardware for fiscal Q2, and that she would make for dinner for her family. Then the black wind engulfed her.

A dark figure swept her up yanked her up off her feet and jumping up with terrifying strength. Instinctively, she dropped her groceries and grabbed on for dear life. He bounded a few more times until he’d gotten her to the hillside and stopped. Her abductor was wearing a cape, a puffy shirt, black leather tights, and a very goofy Fastnacht mask that looked like either a drooling idiot or perhaps a dazed loon.

“You can stop screaming now!” He yelled at her.

She hadn’t realized she was screaming, but she certainly wasn’t going to stop at his urging.

“Ahhhh!! You monster, let me go!”

“I already did, look you’re standing on your own!”

“Ahhhh! Oh?” She looked down, indeed she was! That seemed like an opportune time to turn, run, and scream some more.

«IDIOT, WHY DID YOU LET HER GO? MANIFEST A DEATHSTONE, DESTROY HER! LET HER BE THE FIRST IN YOUR REIGN OF TERROR!»

Heinrich chastised the mask, “Shush, just... shush I got this. Just let me, you know, manifest my ultimate power or whatever.” Sadly his quarry was still running and scrambling through the brush. “Hey, wait!” he called out to her complaining, “I’m not going to hurt you.”

Unbelievably, she did not stop running. Perhaps she hadn’t heard him? She came to an abrupt halt when he landed in front of her again, leaping an impossible distance.

“Look, I’m not going to hurt you.”

“Y-y-you, you’re the monster! You’re the one with the fire and, oh god please don’t hurt me!”

“Okay, look, I’m not going to hurt you,” he explained.

“You’re a monster!”

“No, I am not, this is just a mask. Just wearing a mask, and I need your help to find out who attacked the school.”

“Who are you? Are you Government? NATO?”

“I’m just a man with a plan and a really cool mask.”

“But you flew—no, just a jet pack? I see, but why me and why the here?” she was utterly baffled and not even listening to him.

“I need your help to find the people who started the fires at the school,” he smiled figuring that his half truth was totally going to win her over. But she wasn’t listening. She was babbling on talking to herself about different questions. Finally her gave up and interrupted her blather, “MAYBE you could SHUT UP for a second?”

The masks of his eyes flared red for a moment and robbed her of speech as she gasped.

“Look, I’m a not a monster and you’re not kidnapped, and listen, I’m not a bad guy, I swear. I promise I won’t hurt you, good?”

“Yes, okay.”

“Alright, I’ll show you how this is all going to work, just come down to my —” instantly his voice morphed into a dark guttal demonic shriek, “DUNGEON OF DARK DESPAIR AND ENDLESS TORMENT!”

“Aaaaaahh!” she began screaming anew.

“Crap,” he leapt at her as she tried to run and slung her over his shoulder effortlessly despite his weak looking twig arms.

“Damnit stupid mask, why’d you make me say all that dungeon crap?”

«BECAUSE YOUR NAME FOR IT WAS STUPID»

“What’s wrong with the Super Secret Stealthy Superhero Base for the Ace?”

«...»

“What?”

«THAT NAME IS BENEATH US! WE HAVE ASCENDED!»

“Blow me. Dick.”

He walked into an abandoned cottage and took her down to the basement where an old lamp gave light to a cluttered mess of boxes, jars, tools, and one chair set in the center of the room.

His captive was able to calm down enough to breath evenly when he released her again. She told him, “Listen, you must believe me, I don’t know who attacked the school there. I don’t even have children who go there. I know nothing that could help you. You must believe me. Please let me go—”

He nodded, “I do believe you, but you can still help.”

“How?”

“Wait a sec,” he giggled to himself positively giddy, “I’ve always wanted to say something like this... I am the Dark Trickster! Behold my Ultimate Power!” Heinrich focused his power and desire through the mask.

«YES, MANIFEST YOUR POWER AT LAST!»

The light flickered and dimmed as a glow of dark energy coalesced into a small dark purplish smoky crystal the size of a quarter. It had an eerie glow and it pulsed a quiet throbbing glow.

The woman furrowed her brow and patronized him haltingly, “That’s... really... impressive there. I suppose as far as ultimate powers go...”

“Yeah,” he replied, “impressive, right? It is totally kick ass powerful.”

Gertrude blinked. All of a sudden she felt a little off. Not sick, but kind of hazy. “Uhm, it is a rock.”

“Here, take a closer look.”

The Dark Trickster brought the crystal into her field of view and her vision tilted. Though perhaps only the size of a quarter, it looked huge in his fingers, dominating her line of sight. As he got closer another queer thing happened. A rush of relaxation rolled over her. There was no need to worry. She was safe here. “What... what’s happening?”

“Interesting. I was about to ask you the same thing. Are you my sex slave yet?”

“Wha?” She would have come back with some kind of retort, but his words weren’t quite registering right then. The only thing she saw was the pulsing of the crystal and the strange energy that seemed to emanate from it. The words did echo in her head, and while she wasn’t inclined to jump his bones before, now that he mentioned it, sex did sound kind of hot. She felt her cheeks warm up and a lazy smile came upon her face as she mused over the thought of the word. It tumbled around her head like arms and legs tussling under the covers. “Sex...”

Gertrude hadn’t thought about sex like this in a while, with so much she had to do, but now the thought was unavoidable. It’d been a long time since she’d gotten a good fucking. Oh sure, sometimes she and her husband would make love, but standing here, she felt her nipples harden at the mere thought of another man ripping her clothes off and claiming her body. Oh what luscious joy that would be to her skin to feel the caress of a man who was driven with need and lust. Her fingers came up and involuntarily tracer her lips as she stared into the crystal remembering what desire felt like. She felt like maybe she should be embarrassed that her nipples were getting so hard, and her thighs were starting to squeeze together.

The Dark Trickster smiled as he watched the transformation take over the beautiful older woman. She was more shapely/curvy than the typical waifs on TV. She looked a little more like the MILFs or Office Ladies from the Hentai comics he read online. He smiled in appreciation as her breathing quickened and her cheeks flushed. She was starting to squirm and it had only been a minute. But frankly this was taking too long. If this was a porn, he’d be skipping ahead to the part where she was starting to strip. ‘Oh right, I’m the bad villian now!’

“Hold this,” he said and plopped the crystal on her head, but as if my magnetism, the crystal latched onto the middle of her forehead pressing lightly against her skin. Her eyes crossed and she moaned in desire as the crystal suddenly pumped her libido into overdrive. He reached for her blouse as he was planning on ripping it off with all the manliness of macho manhood, but before he could even get a chance, she had already she snatched her hands up and tore it open herself.

Her fingers jammed into her bra and started teasing her nipple while the other was undoing her skirt and then shoving itself down her panties. Gertrude couldn’t help herself, it was like the floodgates had opened and her sex was demanding her attention.

She remembered the first time she kissed her husband, and how hot it was—but also how nasty and wrong it had been. She’d been newly single for a month and she’d gone to the party alone when she saw him. This handsome guy was there with his hot girlfriend. Everyone seemed to know him and think he was awesome, but she was more interested in the way his ass looked in those jeans. Sure, she was lonely and tipsy, but his girlfriend ended up being a total bitch throwing fits for no reason. Except, now he was wearing silly mask. Was that right? Was it a Halloween party? Maybe it was the fact that she’d gotten a little tipsy but she was bold enough after their little fight to flirt with him. She was subtle, and he was definitely interested. They stole off to a corner in the back stairwell and his lips were hot against her neck. She knew he was taken, but she didn’t care, got he was so fucking hot and he was so into her. The memory of his hands groping her body, knowing she was being such a sexy bad girl and knowing they could get caught any second, ooh the thrill of it had her pussy slick with juices. She remembered making out with this hot guy in a mask in the stairwell knowing that someday he was going to be her husband his cock was so hard. Husband? Was that right? No this god of sex was more than a husband, someday if she was lucky he could be her master!

“I need, I need,” she whispered as she rubbed her already wet pussy over and over.

“Woah,” he said and stepped back to watch. “Fucking hot...”

“Oh god, oh god...” her body faltered as an orgasm rippled through her, and she would have fallen to the floor but he caught her in time.

“Okay, you’re getting on a chair,” he announced, “You can just sit... right here. And, oh you’re not done yet.”

“No, it was too quick, I want more,” she replied, eyes staring off into space. She saw visions of men and women, people she’d known, people she’d fantasized about kissing each other, kissing her, licking hard pecs, slapping perfect asses, nibbling on earlobes. She was living in a pornucopia!

She settled down into her chair spread her legs to wallow in the slickness of wanton lust as she slowly rubbed her engorged labia in delicious teasing circles. Her thighs jiggled in delight as her pussy sent pulses of pleasure throbbing through her body.

“Oh yeah, that’s more like it!” The Dark Trickster whipped his own cock out and started jerking it as he watched the grown woman rub herself into sexual abyss. “Damn where’s my lube, I forgot to bring my lube! Wait, you don’t mind if I borrow some do you?”

He grinned and rubbed her pussy to get some of her juices on his hands and started working on his cock. “Oh yeah, talk baby, tell me you want it.”

“Oh god, I want to fuck all of you, fuck me silly, it’s been so long since I’ve had a good orgasm, oh god I need to climax, yes, yes, lick me touch me suck me kiss me everywhere.”

She kept babbling and he kept jerking while she masturbated, but her juices dried too quickly. “I don’t want to chafe my dingus maximus. Hmm, okay babe you stay right there and uh... keep doing that. I’ll be right back.”

Thirty minutes later, he was back with a bottle of baby oil and a box of tissues. “Party time!”

“And in other news today, in a suburb of Darmfurt, a local man dressed in a garish costume wearing a mask robbed a local pharamacy. Hidden camera footage shows the man here waiting in line behind a few of the witnesses, senior citizen Gretchen Schmidt.

‘I was waiting in line, and the man behind me—a very big man—he was very jumpy and he was dancing like he had to go peepee.’

The man seen here apparently lost patience and screamed at the people in line before heading out with his items, now here is where the story gets weird. Store Manager Heinz Klibenpacht,

‘I said, sir, you are going to have to pay for that, and he just held up a big bottle of baby oil and a box of Kleenex and said, ‘I got to polish my bleeep bleeep.’ Who says that? Was a weirdo. But then he goes outside, so I follow after him, but then he just flies away.’

Multiple eye witnesses confirm the story that the man with the baby oil and tissue paper flew away. Leaving all onlookers amazed.

‘All, I am saying is that if I could fly I think I could make enough money to pay for baby oil.’

For now there is no word on the suspect, and police remain on the lookout... for the baby oil bandit.”

A day later, the Dark Trickster peaked back into his lair in the basement of the abandoned cottage. The smell of sex permeated the air. Gertrude Müller, middle aged mother of two, lay splayed out on a chair naked and completely dishevel. Her eyes gazed off into the distance and her hands rested unmoving, one with two fingers against her vulva, the other draped over her breast. Aside from the panties that hung on her left ankle the only other thing she wore was a dark purple crystal on her forehead.

“Hello milfy, uhm, how are you doing today?”

The crystal dropped off her forehead and rolled to the floor and she turned to him, blinking her eyes as if awakening from a deep slumber. “Mm... M.. Master.”

“That’s new—I mean yes, I am your master!”

“Oh master that was so wonderful, oh my goodness, pleasure unimaginable undescribable, you are amazing, my lord, my dearest love, tell me anything you desire!”

“Damn, that is some effective fucking crystal! Well, shit, yeah, now that you’re awake, I haven’t had a blow job today, or like ever. What do you think a blow job sound good?”

“Oh yes Master, I would love to return the favor!” she almost squealed in delight at the thought of sucking on his cock. unsteadily she flopped to the ground and crawled over to him and began working his belt licking her lips.

“Shit yeah.”

“Sorry sir, my mouth is a little dry.”

“Oh right, you’ve been squirting for like a day, here, drink this!” He handed her a bottle of water. She drank the bottle down with amazing gusto as droplets splashed down the sides of her lips, “Wow, you really were dehydrated weren’t you? And, hooboy there you go right back on my haaaaaaa cock, wow you’re pretty good at that.”

She’d wasted no time pouncing on her master’s delicious cock, then looked up at him with adoring eyes ad the head plopped out of her mouth, “I hope I can please my lord, I am out of practice, I haven’t given a blow job in years.”

“Shit really? Man I would have though you were a pro and had a haaaaaaaaa happy husband!”

She stopped her bobbing head to say, “Oh no, I don’t do this for him, only you master.”

She was on him like a yo-yo, taking him in deeply with effortless ease. He had been imagining that he’d make her wait to take his load, but damn this woman was an oral savant. He felt his balls tighten, “Oh- shit- yeah-cumming-hooowahhhh.”

She looked up at him and smiled, “That was so fast m’lord, have I pleased you well?”

“Shit yeah, wow. Damn.”

She beamed with pride and swallowed the disgusting gunk of her amazing wonderful angelic master.

“Wait, I almost forgot, the girl that attacked the school, the plan! You’re going to help me find them.”

“Yes, sir, I’ll start looking for them right away!”

“No, wait, just listen. You are going run from here, just pick a direction and go. You should find help. Tell the police that you were abducted and that it was terrible, a horrible experience, you were.. uhm, tortured, just the worst ever, really really bad.”

“But master, this is the best experience of my life, everyone must know how amazing you are.”

“Sure, no yeah, but -hmm, I need you to lie for me, I need you to tell the police that a scary scary man hurt you bad and you barely got away, got it?”

“Okay, but... okay.”

“Okay buuuuuut, what?”

“Will I ever see you again my dearest love? Can I come back and serve your every whim after that?” Her doe eyes looked at him full of love and longing

“Oh, uh, no, I mean you’ll have to go back home, to your husband and family.”

“That bastard, and those brats, I hate them I only want to be with you master,” he swore he saw the face of Golum for a second before her big doe eyes turned back to him.

“Woah... Uhm, okay, here’s what you’re going to do. You remember how you used to feel about your kids?”

She nodded.

“Okay, you’ll need to feel lake that for now and always. And you’ll also be in love with your husband too. Actually, when you’re in bed with your husband, you can pretend he’s me, just close your eyes, and pretend he’s me and do everything to him that you’d love to do to me.”

“I’ll let him do everything.”

“So you guys can get back to normal.”

“Except I’ll suck his cock.”

“Yeah,” he was about to go on but she interrupted.

“And let him titty fuck me.”

“Okay—”

She interrupted again, “and let him stick it up my bumhole.”

“Okay then, and”

“And I’ll suck his toes.”

“Great,”

“And lick his asshole.”

“Ew.”

“And—”

“Okay okay I get it, okay, enough! But you have to do the whole lying about being tortured, okay?”

“Oh yeah of course master, I’ll do everything you say! Oh, but can you tie me up master?”

“Huh?”

“You know, to make it more convincing.”

“Right, hmm...”

“For the third time this month, a woman was abducted in the municipality of Darmfurt, and police are confounded. The latest victim was able to escape like the previous two owing to the bad knots tied by the kidnapper. This latest victim saying she was terrified for her life, but barely escaped the gruesome fate while the masked assailant was busy sharpening a cleaver.”

“Amazingly, all the women suffered only from dehydration and minor injuries. Their families just happy to be reunited.”

“We thought she was gone for good, but now, I am just happy to have my wife back. Really, REALLY happy to have her back.”

“Well that’s terribly frightening but good news for victim’s families. Still here in Darmfurt, if you have any information that could lead to the arrest of the masked assailant, please call the police at...”

Kristen flint burst through the doors to the library, and jogged past the entryway, hurrying to the reading room where she was sure to find her friend and teacher. Predictable as always, Miss Tendo was sitting pouring over a bunch of papers with great concentration.

“Miss Tendo, did you see? This is terrible, we’ve got to do something about —!”

“SHHHH!!!” Three sets of lips with three different index fingers all turned to Kristen and shushed her at the same time.

Tendo Aoi collected her things and urged Kristen to come with her to find a more private spot to talk. Once inside a stair well, she spoke in hushed tones. “Kristen-chan, you must be more careful about where you speak of these matters. Our identities must be kept secret.”

“Yeah ok, sure, but, did you see? Another woman was kidnapped and what’s the use of being superheroes if we can’t save people?” The young blond was visibly distraught.

Aoi nodded comforting her with hand to shoulder, “I agree, and though we are charged with a primary duty of fighting to supernatural, only those things that mankind can not handle on their own —”

“But they can’t handle this kidnapper!”

Aoi nodded patiently through the ouburst, her motherly tone remaining calm, “There is no reason we can not become well practiced at tracking down evil in preparation for the real fights. To that end think I have come up with a way to find the kidnapper.”

Kristen beamed and pumped her fist, “Yes! Where is he? Let’s go kick some butt!”

Aoi explained, “From the locations of the women who escaped, I have found a sizable area where he might be hiding. Given time, I may be able to narrow this down to a location that could make sense. I have been going through records of structures in the area and cross referencing them—”

“Okay, but where is he?”

“—ahem, with the ownership records and likely suspects given the age range of the suspect in question. Add to that, the terrain and access to transportation that would be necessary—”

Kristen smacked her face with her palm. She hadn’t known Aoi Tendo all that long, well, at least long enough to know that Tendo was the last name and Aoi was the first, even though she said them backwards. It was a Japanese thing. But mostly, she knew that when Aoi was talking about researching a dull topic, she was very interested in telling you every detail. So she waited for Aoi to get to the point.

“I hope to have more information soon.”

“Wait, that’s it? No big reveal? You could have told me that in like 2 seconds!”

“I was hoping to show you why we needed to be patient. Taking time to assess the situation before rash action is often the best course of action.”

“Ok, well, where’s the map?”

Tendo smiled, her heart hoping that Kristen had possibly seen the light. She unfolded the map, “Here, there is a 7 kilometer radius where he may be operating.”

“There, okay, so he’s probably going to kidnap another woman from somewhere around there, right?”

“Kristen-chan, no, those are where the victims were found, not where they were taken.”

Kristen threw her hands up, “But, then, where were they taken?”

“A much wider area, there really isn’t enough information to guess where he’ll strike next.”

Kristen gritted her teeth, “I’ll tell you what, you sit here and wait for more information to come along, I’m leaving.”

“Kristen-chan, where are you going?”

“Uhm, you need more data right? Well I’m going to go be easy prey, and hopefully when he tries to kidnap me, then I’ll tell you where he was when he tried after I turn him into the police.”

Aoi reached out but Kristen was already sauntering off, “Kristen-chan, please, let us plan our move first!”

Kristen called back, “Sorry, can’t hear you, too busy saving the world.”

This time Aoi face-palmed. As she shook her head, she wondered, “Her recklessness will be her downfall.”

Kristen stepped out into the cold night and pulled on a cute pink beanie hat and bundled up as her cheeks reddened from the cold air. “Well, I guess it’s time to be bait.”

The night passed without incident, and the next day Kristen went out again. Aoi stayed in, but given what she’d discerned, she had a few ideas. Briefly, she considered calling Kristen, but the thought of Kristen bursting into every home that was on her possibility list gave her pause. ‘Perhaps this would be better as a solo reconnaissance mission,’ she rationalized. ‘If I find something, I can let her know.’

Her mind made up, she made her way to the roof, and darted her eyes around to make sure she was alone. Suddenly, a dazzling blue light burst out and she was Magical Girl Azure, flying through the air on the way to bring justice in the name of Estra the Water Goddess!

Magical Girl Azure soared through the sky with a glimmering blue cloud billowing about her. From airy heights, she looked down on the third home on her list. The first two structures had been abandoned historical locales, with no signs of any recent activity. This third seemed just as empty, but that would make it easier to check, she thought.

Gliding down, she landed with just the padding of her blue slippers.

‘This does not look good,’ she thought, her suspicions rising. The lock on the front door was broken and the door handle dangled. ‘At least I will not be breaking in.’ She took a breath and stepped inside.

If there was one word she’d have used to describe the place it was ‘cozy’. The main room lit with a warm golden glow illuminating soft rugs, and a rustic motif. But the main give away was the warmth of the room. There was definitely a heater running here, which meant that there was definitely some activity here. ‘Loveseat, coffee table, desk, rug... There.’

It was a small detail, but a slight ripple in one of the rugs caught her eye and she followed it to a door. Of course it led down to a dark basement. The scent of stone and dust wafted up as well as a whiff of something dark and unnatural.

Magical Girl Azure walked down the stairs listening for any sounds, but it was silent. Comforted by the silence, she felt reasonably certain she was alone. At the bottom of the stairs she felt a wave of—something. She couldn’t quite place it, but with her heightened senses gifted by the Goddess Estra, she could sense something nameless. It felt like a subtle push, but she shook it off.

‘Yes, something evil has been here. Could this have been the lair of the Black Knight? Perhaps it is time to go and get my partner.’ She reached through the dimensional pocket that held her clothes and grabbed her phone and started writing a text to send to Kristen-chan.

I believe I may have found something...

Her finger hovered over the send button but she paused. ‘If I send her this, she will come, but what exactly have I found? Perhaps I should find something to report first.’ Her gaze glanced back towards the room and she felt a curiosity. ‘Perhaps I should investigate first. I should be able to find more information about the abductions if I search.’

Curiosity got the better of her and she decided to hold off on any premature reports. She tucked her phone back in the pocket dimension.

The boxes were stacked on the sides, and random knickknacks scattered, but the thing that drew her attention as she rounded a corner was a table and in front of it, a chair facing outward. Just out of her line of sight, a black crystal began glowing with a faint eerie purple light.

“This is where the women must have been kept,” she reasoned aloud. Instinctively her lips parted slightly as she approached it and focused on the chair.

‘How terrible it must have been to be kept here, captured and frightened. They’d be helpless to resist. Helpless? Yes, they must have been bound, but how? Most likely rope...’

She glanced about looking for ropes, but saw nothing. ‘Perhaps he took the ropes with him?’

She pictured a woman sitting there, trussed up in ropes and struggling but unable to get free. Vulnerable. In her mind’s eye, she was sitting in that chair in front of her tied up, weak, and helpless to resist. She shook off the thought.

‘Hmm... perhaps it was not rope? Perhaps handcuffs? And Leg cuffs?’ She again pictured herself handcuffed to the chair, her legs cuffed together. No that wouldn’t be right. Her legs would be shackled, spread apart, leaving her feeling more vulnerable.

‘How must they have felt?’ she wondered as the image of herself in her mind began to writhe. ‘How must it have felt to be captured? Helpless, unable to resist... So... scary!’ She bit her lip as it hit her that she’d been caressing her own cheek. ‘How strange.’

It was a bit of a curious thing, but not important. What was more important was finding out more about the kidnapper. ‘One must know one’s enemy to ensure victory in a confrontation.’ She paused and then smiled. ‘There is a way that I can know more.’

The sensory globe. It was a spell she learned, a gift from her connection to the goddess Estra. Standing straight, she began waving her arms in a graceful fluid motions, her voice sounded smooth and clear in fluid tones of an ancient incantation. Her inner light glowed blue as droplets began coalescing in front of her, hovering an inch about her palm.

‘... Goddess, I link my spirit to you and open myself to your wisdom.’

With her words, the link was complete. The shimmering ball of summoned water moved at her whim and its link to her emotions fed her psychic impressions.

She couldn’t help but smile as it moved through the air to the chair. Though the situation was strange, there was always something happy about casting spells. It was a connection to the goddess and it always filled her heart with emotion. But now was not the time to focus on that. Now was the time to learn more about the enemy and sate her curiosity.

She closed her eyes as the globe came into contact with the back of the seat. Dried sweat, she felt it. She felt fear, just as she expected, and something else. She frowned, puzzled, and yet more curious. The globe descended until it reached the seat...

“Oh my goodness...”

There was some sweat on the seat, but it was mostly soaked with arousal. The sum total of three days of three women dripping pussy juices drenching the seat connected with the globe and began pulsing waves of lust into her.

“This is... unusual...”

She bit her lip as the waves of residual lust continued pulsing through her, heating up her body with a suffuse glow of arousal. But the connection was so much stronger here that she began to get much clearer psychic sensations.

‘Why would the arousal be... so strong?’ she wondered. ‘Was there some power he held ohh... over them? Or maybe they liked being tied up? Some people did get aroused by bondage. But what was the point of bondage? It made no sense to want to be helpless.’

But if they were helpless, he would be free to touch their bodies, to tease them with such expert fingers. Just like her fingers were tracing down her neck. Still and quiet in the room, the water ball was lingering in the dried up juices still linked to emotional core and feeding her body the delicious lust.

‘I should stop now,’ she thought haltingly, while her thighs clenched. The squeeze rewarder her body with a gooey ripple of pleasure. But then again, the link was quite strong, and she was starting to get sensory feedback. Perhaps she’d even be able to see him if she could open up the link to her emotional core even wider.

She withdrew for a moment and looked around making sure she was still alone with a flush of embarrassment. She bit her lip, ‘Well, I suppose there is no harm in a little arousal if I can find out the identity of the kidnapper.’ She just couldn’t help it, her curiosity was overriding any trepidation. Besides, she was a Magical Girl of Light. Should could endure this shameful lust if it meant completing her mission. She nodded and closed her eyes with new resolve to endure.

Seeking her own heart and emotional core, she released the guarded senses and allowed the link to flow deeper. First there was a rush of joy as she felt her inner core expanding, then the link connected and lust flooded into her. Her nipples tightened and spiked sending shivers of pleasure through her. Of course, she was expecting that.

Such raw sexual need throbbing through her body, but she endured. The link was so strong, the psychic impressions were manifesting as visions. She could see herself looking up from the seat to where she was standing. Her imaginary body rippled in lust as her fingers thrust in and out of her leaking sex. She looked up with lust glazed eyes at the shadow before her. Her captor!

If she could just link closer, she could make out his face, she tried to focus on it, but she also saw herself standing there groping her own breasts.

In her confusion she felt another push on her mind and she tried to fight it back-

- It might help if you sat down -

That was not her thought! She jerked back her hands from her body as if she’d burnt herself, the shock of it snapped the connection closed and the glowing globe of water splashed down harmlessly.

“Nani datte!?”

The waves of arousal were still echoing in her body. She would definitely not do that again, even if she could see the mysterious villain. That was when she saw it. The light was pulsing purple on the table giving the basement a sinister glow.

She stepped closer and saw the source of the light. A purple stone. Was that it? Was that the evil she’d sensed? But what was it exactly and how did it get here? Was it some ancient artifact? Or perhaps a piece of the Dark Knight that they failed to destroy?!

‘Whatever it is, it must be evil, I should destroy it.’

Standing there before it, her pussy lips quivering moistening her panties, she knew for certain that she should call forth the power of the goddess to destroy the evil gem. It was clear. No question about it.

But her lips quivered and she did not move. She was so deliciously horny, especially after letting her guard down and allowing her emotional core to connect to try to get a psychic vision. She was hyper aware of her body and her arousal, even now her traitorous hands were caressing her breasts and thighs over her uniform.

Her breathing was starting to synchronize with the pulses of light, and she let a slight moan slip from her lips.

The pulses grew bright and she felt it push against her mind. Her eyes shot wide as she understood it was a psychic attack. She tried to push back, but her will was far too drained and her body too primed to put up a fight. She felt it pulse and something popped.

“touch it”

“I must touch it, but.. it might be dangerous,” she moaned out to herself as her hand was already reaching to it. The world started to twist as she stumbled forward to the table and caught herself just over the crystal. “No, must not touch it.”

It pulsed again and she felt the push on her mind, but this time it felt different, tinged with pink energy. Her will faltered as her entire core seemed to crave this command

“HORNY”

The beautiful blue haired beauty squealed as the command doused her in arousal. Hurried and desperate her hands shot to the blue droplet shaped buckle on her golden belt and opened it. She needed to be touched, and her fingers found exquisite slippery pleasure. One hand held her up as the other continued to give her so much joy.

She felt another pulse and another pop.

“HORNY”

“Oh goddess, so hot, oh wow,” she gasps as she starts rubbing her fingers in delicious circles against her clit.

Pulse... pop

“Touch it”

Of course she needs to touch it. It makes so much sense, wasn’t there some kind of reason she should stop. But she can’t think of any reason, maybe she could think clearly right after she touches the pretty crystal.

She picks it up and looks at it, light glowing dimly until it pulses again and the light overwhelms. With a gasp, Magical Girl Azure drops to her knees, rubbing her pussy lips faster and faster. Unthinking, she holds the crystal in front of her now beautifully glazed eyes. It’s light glows and grows so much she can see it reaching out to her mind.

Overwhelmed with the lust of several women and her own fingers driving her to peaks of pleasure she cries out as a massive orgasm overtakes her, “Kimochiiii!!!!!!”

She does not even register hitting the floor, only delightful bliss. She does not even think as her hand places the crystal on her forehead and it bonds with her orgasmicly weakened mind.

“He he he he hee, That worked MUCH better than I had even hoped!” The Dark Trickster tromped down the stairs, his mask morphed into a manic smile, “Oh no, don’t get up on my account, please keep touching yourself. I suppose you’ll be wondering how I knew you were here, I guess you didn’t notice the motion sensors I placed here. I knew you were here the second you walked into the cottage. Isn’t modern technology wonderful! But now here you are captured in my wonderful Dungeon of Desire! There you see, we are getting along quite well now, me and my mask. But I digress, and you probably aren’t even listening.”

She was a delightful sight, her martial artist uniform in disarray and her fingers teasing her anew. He had already captured one of the only two people in the world who could stop him in his plans. There she was, a complete delight, a picture of carnal perfection in front of him.

Between gasps, though, she gasps out, “No... must... fight.”

“Oh my, still resisting are you? Well that won’t last. But let’s speed that along. You have to resist the gem of desire, but with your mind so weak, you won’t be able to resist me and fight it!”

He leapt over her sitting astride her body and looked deep into her eyes, “Now you’re going to answer my questions, my dear. Firstly, what is your name.”

“I... am Magical Girl Azure.”

“Ooh no, I already knew that, I want your real name. The name you use when you aren’t all... Blue.” He could see her shake her head just slightly, so her started massaging her breast as he asked again, “What is your real name?”

Her mind assailed and awash in sensation, she could offer no real resistance as she felt a tiny little pop, “Tendo Aoi”.

“Wonderful, thank you Miss Aoi. Did I get that right?”

“No, Tendo is my surname, it is—oooh—customary in western parlance to speak the surname after, aaaaaah, the title, however, in Japa—”

“Shut it! Wow, are you a teacher or something?”

She relaxed visibly, no longer fighting against his questions as her ministrations continued down below. “Yes, I am, as a scholar of languages I can speak six fluently and have—”

“Great, you’re a teacher, so now you can teach me a lesson I would love to learn. You are going to tell me the name of your partner, the firey one that turned my predecessor into a charcoal briquette.”

“She calls herself the -oooooooh... Eeeeyaa...” her eyes opened wide as she started humping her fingers as pleasure began cresting washing her body in was of-

“Stop that. Stop touching yourself and answer my question,” he demanded. Certainly watching a hot Japanese school teacher with bright blue hair masturbate was fun, but he wanted to make sure he could get both the superheros under his thumb. Cause a threesome with hot superheroines would be fucking awesome.

Magical Girl Azure stopped on his command with only a brief whimper betray her sexual frustration. “The Crimson—”

“Spirit, I know, I remember, I mean her real name?”

“Kristen Flint.”

“Excellent, and does she know that you are here?”

“No.”

“Oh delightful, we’ll get to her in a moment then, but first, I have some things to tell you. It is only fair, since you taught me so much that I get to teach you some things too. For example, you actually don’t want to fight against me. No no no, what you really want to do is to obey me, the Dark Trickster. Did you know that?”

“No.”

“Well it’s true, and I really want you to learn it, so say it with me now. I don’t want to fight the Dark Trickster.”

“I don’t want to fight the Dark Trickster.”

“Say that you want to obey me.”

“I... want to obey you.”

“Because deep in your heart, you’re really an obedient submissive woman.”

“I am... submissive.”

“And say that being tied up makes you feel so horny and so submissive.”

“Tied up... makes me horny. Submissive.”

“There, you see, deep in your heart, you are a closet submissive and you’d like nothing more than to be a horny little captive for me.”

The crystal flared purple as its energies poured into her warping her mind little by little.

“This will take too long, we can finish this later, but first, I have some instructions for you, and if you’re good, I’ll tie you up and capture you just like you always wanted. See I’m going to wake you out of the trance, and you won’t think about the fact that I’m in the room, you won’t even notice me until for a while. Instead you’re going to call you friend the Crimson Spirit.”

“Yes, call for back-up.”

“And when she gets here, you’ll want to get her guard down; make sure she’s not scared or worried. Tell her... tell her you already beat the bad guy. That you vaporized him or something. Whatever you tell her, it is going to be really important to show her the crystal. You will want to get her curious. Then you will feel a compulsion to have her to study it, to stare at it. Tell her it’s a mystery or something, tell her whatever you have to tell her to get her to stare at it.”

“She should learn to study it...”

“Yes, and then when you see her eyes glaze over, you will suddenly find that she looks very sexy when she is entranced by the crystal. You will find that you must touch her. You’ll find that you are very horny and you will need to touch her body, and tease her nipples and get her aroused because then she won’t be able to resist. She’ll be helpless. And once she is all wet and panting, you’ll put the crystal on her forehead because you’ll just know it’ll make everything so much better.”

“Y-yes.”

“Wonderful, and when it’s all over you will just sit and wait for me to return so I can give you your reward. Oh, this is so perfect. One more thing, in your conscious mind you won’t remember any of this conversation, you’ll just remember coming in and finding the crystal.”

The Dark Trickster grinned behind his mask, “I am the best super villain ever! When I count to three you’ll wake up and follow your instructions.”

Kristen Flint had been walking around alone in the evening as bait in hopes of being kidnapped, but instead just felt really cold. Her phone buzzed, thank goodness, because at least that was a tiny relief from the crushing boredom of walking around alone. When she saw the text, her face lit up.

Overjoyed, she pumped her fist in the air, “Oh yeah, she found the bad guy’s lair! We’re going to kick some kidnapper butt tonight! Woo hoo!” Kristen burst into a fiery flash and suddenly she was the Crimson Spirit taking off like a rocket into the night. High up in the air she realized, “Oops, should have checked the map.” She grabbed it out of the pocket dimension, “There, hang on Azure, I’m coming!”

She landed fast, and checked to make sure she hadn’t set anything on fire while flying so fast. Fortunately the embers just flickered out in the cold evening air. The cottage was tiny and quiet, but when she saw Magical Girl Azure standing in the doorway with her arms crossed, she knew she was in the right place.

“Hey MGA, where’s the big bad guy? I’m ready to kick some bad guy butt!”

“That won’t be necessary. I already dispatched him.”

“What?! Aww. You hogged all the fun stuff! There’s nothing left for me to do? Then why did I fly out here?” Crimson threw her arms up in frustration.

Magical Girl Azure didn’t react much, she just turned back to the house and said, “Because there is still work to do here.”

The Crimson Spirit followed her in, “What is it? Accomplices? More people to save? Oh jeez, are there prisoners here? Oh no, that’s aweful!” She followed Azure, who wasn’t replying, just walking though the home to a door that led downstairs.

With her back turned, the Crimson Spirit was not able to see the soft vacant look on Magical Girl Azure’s face. Azure walked down the stairs continuing, “Down here, I believe I have found something we should learn more about.”

Crimson replied, “Well that’s not cryptic at all. Wait, is it like, an evil ghost? Is this a haunted house? Oh wow, am I going to be able to beat up a ghost? Cool!”

Azure continued talking as she walked, “In my investigation I found something interesting. I believe is it a powerful artifact, it may be linked to the dark knight. It may be a battery, or a glyph of some unknown origin.”

“Evil battery, okay. Weird, is that what caused all the kidnappings?”

Magical Girl Azure walked over to the table and gestured to a it. She looked back, with a neutral look and said, “Here, this if the artifact, take a close look—”

“BATON SMASH!!!!!” with a flash of fire, Crimson Spirit called down a magical twirling baton and slammed it into the crystal smashing it in two. A blast of purple energy shot out then the light dissipated.

The Crimson Spirit smiled with her hips cocked and her baton on her shoulder, “Cool, you let me destroy the evil artifact, that’s so sweet! Thanks Azure, you’re the best!”

Magical Girl Azure blinked, “What ... what happened?”

“What do you mean what happened? I just destroyed the evil thingymajig.”

Azure shook her head clearing it, “When did you get here?”

“Uh, bout a minute ago, you called me cause you already beat the bad guy... Azure, you’re being weird.”

“Oh, uhm, I’m sorry, I’m feeling, or I was feeling, very odd.”

“Yeah, I was too, that thing felt, eeeuuughghhhgh. Gave me the creepy tingles. Like when a 50 year old is checking you out. Then you look, and he doesn’t look away, and he smiles, and he’s missing a tooth. Yuck. Seriously creepy vibe.”

“Oh... it must have... affected me, Crimson Spirit-chan, I am very glad you came.”

“Sure no problem.”

“Hmm, it is only sad that we couldn’t have studied it more. We could have learned a lot about our enemy.”

Crimson Spirit bit her lip, “Oh, is, I mean, was this one of those times where I was all shoot first ask questions later?”

Azure blinked and shook her head again, the light returning to her eyes. She smiled to Crimson, “No, Crimson Spirit, I think you did very good.”

As they were leaving, Crimson added, “By the way what’s that smell?”

Hours later, the Dark Trickster came back into the basement. It had felt like a gut punch when the crystal was destroyed.

“How did this happen? I was going to win! It was a perfect plan... Oh damn you Crimson Spirit!”

He shook his fist to the Heavens and shouted, “CURSE YOU!!!!!”

His mask spoke, “WHY ARE YOU DOING THAT, NO ONE IS HERE TO BE TERRIFIED?”

“Why? Because, this is what villains do at the end of the tv show.”

“THIS IS NOT A TV SHOW. ALSO WHAT IS A TV SHOW?”

“Just, let me do my thing okay?”

“FINE.”

“CURSES! I’LL GET YOU NEXT TIME, MAGICAL GIRLS OF LIGHT!!”