The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Kristen searched frantically for her hair tie at the end of class. It’d been on her wrist, but she’d been fidgeting so much she must have dropped it. She growled and resigned herself to letting her hair stay down. It was so warm in Florida that she’d have much preferred to have it off her neck, but that was the least of her worries.

It had started a week and a half ago when she got home after classes and grabbed a bottle of some trendy flavored water from the mini-fridge. While the dorm rooms were small and cozy, she was still grateful to have a room with Alice, a roommate who never was a problem. Alice no where to be found which was fine, but something caught Kristen’s eye as she sauntered past the desk on the way to the blue papasan chair. The top of a form peeked out from a manila folder. Kristen, unable to retrain her curiosity, read it aloud, “Housing change request form?”

She slipped it out and read from the filled out form, “Disruptive behavior? Unable to sleep? Lewd or illicit behavior? What the hell, Alice?” She slipped the form back in the envelop and left it.

The next day, Kristen decided to confront Alice. Except she couldn’t exactly confront her since she wasn’t supposed to be snooping through her roommate’s stuff. Still, if Alice was asking for a room change, that felt pretty crappy and Kristen really wanted to know why. Determined, she started with small talk while hanging out before class, until she finally got the nerve to ask, “So, we’re pretty good roomies right?”

Alice gave her a queer look but said, “Sure, yeah, we’re fine.”

Kristen pressed, “And if anything was wrong, you’d tell me right?”

Alice rolled her eyes, “Oh my god, I can’t even believe this. You went through my stuff.”

“What? No, I just know you’ve been—”

“You’ve been weird all morning, hanging around, and being extra nice, I knew it, I freaking knew it.”

“What? I mean, I haven’t done anything bad to you, when have I ever done anything bad to you?”

“Oh my God, I am not having this conversation. I am gone,” Alice grabbed up her books and left.

All that day, Kristen was feeling anxious. She even told Aoi she needed to skip training for the day and do homework. That evening Alice came back, and sat down in her chair ready to talk. Kristen sat up.

“Look, Kristen, you’re… How do I put this. I need to get out of here because you’re kind of…”

“It’s okay, whatever it is, I can fix it.”

“Kristen, you’re a freak. I mean like, I have never known any girl who would masturbate like every night. And I mean, you have a crazy sex drive and that’s great, but dude, I’m freaking 4 feet below you, and I know you think you’re being quiet or something, but you’re just not. It’s totally freaking me out. Can you imagine how weird it is to have a nympho as a roommate?”

“I- oh…”

“Yeah, oh. Whatever your thing is, can you either do it while I’m not here or just, you know, maybe you don’t have to think about Ryan Gosling or whatever every 5 seconds and hold it?”

That night, Kristen tossed and turned, mostly in humiliation. She couldn’t look Alice in the face anymore once she realized that she’d been so utterly stupid. It was beyond embarrassment, it was complete and total mortification. Alice had a point, she never used to be so libidinous. That night, she resolved to exhibit some self control and in fact, she had been exercising control for the week. It helped that she was on her cycle and anything there would have been messy.

Unfortunately a week later, she was beginning to get edgy. Alice hadn’t left and hadn’t brought it up again. Kristen assumed her request was denied and Alice was stuck with her so for both their sakes, neither of them said anything more about it.

But time carried on and Kristen’s pent up desires kept niggling at her self control. Just yesterday, Kristen’s mind faltered and wandered back to her experience with the Fuckpuppy. Despite her own blushing shame, she’d started pleasuring herself as she was curled up on the round chair. Alice was out, and she was all alone. It was a delicious little fun time during the day with the blinds drawn, there was no reason to worry.

Until she heard Alice’s key in the lock. She jumped up and hopped in the shower as fast as she could and hoped Alice couldn’t figure out what she’d been up to. Kristen gritted her teeth in the shower and cursed the dorm room. All she needed was some privacy.

This all led to today, where she walked out of class into the Florida sun, with her hair on her neck in the oppressive heat and her own libido putting her on a fidgety edge. Kristen walked out into the sun with a serious case of resting bitch face.

Tendo Aoi, on the other hand, was having a great time of it. Her time spent with headphones was always relaxing, meanwhile her classes seemed to be going very well. These American students weren’t as bad as she’d feared from the stories she’d heard. They were mostly attentive and they tried very hard. Her colleagues had been slow to warm up at first, perhaps too busy with their own classes and routines. But more recently the faculty seemed to be in generally good spirits. Just the other day she’d been chatting with a history professor.

“... and you know there are a lot of side benefits to working here, have you tried out any of the seminars?”

“I haven’t yet, but I have had three other professors suggest I take a seminar from Dr. Halifax.”

“Oh you definitely should, Dr. Halifax is amazing, he’s an absolute genius with navigating the academic world, getting published, getting tenure, you name it, he’ll help you. I tell you what, I should have—let me check—yes here, I’ve got a brochure from one of his seminars that I took last week,” the adjunct professor rooted around in her purse finally pulling it out. “Here’s a brochure, he’s done a bunch of seminars over the past few weeks. You should sign up for one right away.”

Aoi nodded an affirmation, and they exchanged a few more pleasantries before the professor went on her way. The smiling face of Dr. Halifax beamed up at her from the front cover of the brochure. He had an easy smile, sandy brown hair, and no glasses so she could see enough crow’s feet around the eyes to place him around early forties. He must have been an athlete earlier in life judging from the way his suit fell on his shoulders. He had the look of a men’s clothing store advertisement, generic but friendly and approachable. A quick check of the dates showed that he was only scheduled for two days a few weeks ago.

‘Hmm, the other teacher said he did a seminar last week. Let me check the website.’ As it turned out, he was still in town having added a multitude of additional seminars. ‘I suppose I should see why everyone is praising these seminars.’

That evening, Aoi entered the seminar unburdened and relaxed. She took off her headphones and, having arrived early, sat in the front row as was her general habit. Kristen had been curt and abrupt on the phone so Aoi suggested perhaps it would be best to take a night off. That proved a perfect opportunity for her to expand her mind at a class, and she was eager.

Dr. Halifax adjusted his glasses and set down his mug, greeting the few early arrivals. He went straight to Aoi and offered his hand, “Hey, early birds, I love it! Hello, what’s your name?”

“Hello, I am Professor Tendo, pleased to meet you.”

“Yeah, great to meet you too, I’m Dr. Ben Halifax, but you can call me Ben. Everyone calls me Ben, hmm, Tendo, Aoi, right? Am I saying that right?”

“Yes, very good.”

“This is your first time at one of my seminars, I know it, I remember everyone of my co-learners. I call us co-learners because we all learn from the experience together from each other. Let me say welcome, I’m really glad to have you.”

Dr. Ben moved on to multiple other arrivals as they came in. Everyone seemed to know him, he had a very magnetic personality. Looking him over, Aoi decided he was a born salesman. Perhaps he had enough intelligence to get into academia instead of used car dealerships, but the character of the man was the same.

“Alright, by my headcount we’ve got a full compliment, so let’s get started!” Dr. Ben hit a switch and turned down the lights, then pulled up a large electronic projector out of his bag and set it on the table. “Today’s seminar is entitled ‘Taking Control and Letting Go’. Now I’m not going to just do a bunch of handwavy theory stuff, we’re going to get hands on because that’s the best way to not just learn but really grock the material. But first we have to lay the groundwork. There are two kind of personality types that I want you to consider today, now bearing in mind that there are all sort of variations, but for simplicity’s sake, let’s consider two.”

As he spoke, Aoi smiled and thought it may be nice to record the audio to listen to later. She hit the voice record app on her phone and set it down.

“This presentation will help us discern the two types,” He flipped a switch on the device he’d brought in and it lit up a giant black and white spiral dominating the front wall. Aoi blinked at the sudden change, where there had been a dimly lit room and stillness, there was now a pulsing spiraling ocean dominating her sight. “Everyone, if you’ll please focus on the screen and follow along on the presentation. Yes, there you go, it’ll be starting shortly. Please be patient while I set up here.”

As he spoke and set about gathering a few items out of his bag, Aoi focused on the screen. It seemed an oddly long introduction screen, and she thought she could make out the pattern, but then she noticed there was something else in it. Perhaps she’d been starting too long, but there was a pattern of purple swirls mixed in with the black and white. Regardless it was quite pretty. It seemed to draw her in as the curves spiraled out to the edge of her view growing in her field of vision.

“And we are all focusing on the screen, relaxing as we let all the worries of the day flow away. Let the spiral wash over you relaxing even more as you drift along. Feel yourself relaxing in your chair. Become aware of your shoulders of all the tension draining away. It’s too hard to worry about sitting straight, go ahead and sit back, let your shoulder slip down. Relaxing more as the spiral draws you in, shrinking your worries, shrinking your cares.”

Aoi sighed audibly. She’d felt so calm and relaxed already just as she always did when she listened to her headphones. Her shoulders fell, her purse tipped over as she dropped her phone onto it. Aoi felt the beautiful purple colors connecting to her deeply as she let the spiral wash over her.

“Feel your eyelids get heavier as you sink into your chair. Relaxing further, by now you feel so relaxed and your body is so loose you could be a river. Let yourself flow in that river floating freely, warm, safe relaxed. Your eyes getting heavier as you sink deeper into your warm safe place. Finally when you’re ready, you’ll count down from ten getting deeper and more relaxed. As you count away your cares. Getting lower and lower until finally you are ready to sleep.”

Her eyes had been struggling to stay open until he’d let her count herself down until her head fell forward on her shoulders and she slipped into a deep sleep.

“Excellent, very good. All of you are back deeply entranced. Now, Solo Alpha Bravo.” At his last words, most of the heads of the teachers in the room rose up. “All of you with your heads down, continue relaxing. To my Alpha Bravos, it is good to see you again. I trust you have been more successful in your classes. You will continue focusing on taking control. You will do so today as well. It is your role, your nature to take control, to dominate and I am here to help you with that.”

“We have 5 natural submissives in class today. To those of you with your heads down, you will find your left arm is very light, lighter than air. Without even thinking about it, you’ll find that your arm is so light that it starts to drift up. Don’t worry about it, just let it drift up. Good, arms rising, and relax.”

Dr. Halifax took Aoi’s hand and guided it back down, “You are quite a deep submissive, you’ll make a fine subject. Raise your head and stand up Doctor Tendo.”

Aoi was in a haze. First her hand had risen, then fallen. Afterwards, she stood and walked to the center of the class. It was there that she learned where she would feel most comfortable. She knelt down on the floor and clasped her hands behind her back.

“This is the natural position of a submissive. See how she kneels before me. She will not move, until I order it. She obeys because it is her nature to obey. It is your duty to control. You must provide the structure that she craves.”

He took her chin and guided her gaze to his eyes, “Stand.” Her body rose slow and steady, though her face remained blank, entranced by the spiral still spinning before her. “Remove your cardigan.” Her hand rose to her shoulder and pushed it off one arm then the other leaving her dressed in her long summer dress with floral prints.

To the audience he continued, “How you dominate must vary based on your submissive. In some cases having the submissive strip herself can be more humiliating because you are showing you have control of her actions. Other submissives respond more to the dominance of being handled and manually stripped. It is up to you to determine which one the respond to.

Dr. Halifax grabbed her arms jerking them behind her bottom and grabbing both her wrists with one hand. “You will submit,” he whispered to her ear with a harsh edge. She gasped a short sharp gasp but kept looking forward. He released her hands, but only to unzip the dress and slip the straps off her shoulders, down over the roundness of her hips and down to the ground.

The audience of doms murmured appreciation of the lovely Aoi’s flawless light skin and toned musculature. More than a few eyes lingered on her soft curvy bottom, now covered by a pair nude colored nylon panties.

“Bend forward and place your hands on the desk.” Without a word, her hands moved forward and she bent over slightly. “Keep your eyes on the screen.” She looked up, her new posture forcing her to arch her back making the globes of her buttocks to pop out even more.

“Very nice, Beta SOWs are wonderful toys to play with, and this Beta SOW is a rare specimen. Young and taut, not much older than many of your students. She will make a very good demonstration model. There are plenty of ways to read arousal, flushed cheeks, heavy breathing, erect nipples. I like to test the panties directly, and I can feel here that she is dry. That is about to change. You see, for most submissives, being obedient, being punished, being bound, these are things that they crave. Now bear in mind that our submissive here is here for the first time. She hasn’t been conditioned like Sarah who is standing in the back. I’m afraid Sarah probably couldn’t sit down today because her bottom still probably hasn’t recovered from her punishments.”

This brought a smattering of chuckles from his class.

“But let’s see what we can do with this young teacher,” Dr. Halifax caressed Aoi’s face longingly and smiled. For the past week he’d been taking great pleasure in these moments. Her mind was so unguarded, she was a lost little bird that needed to be guided back home. He began fondling her bottom lovingly and told her, “Submission brings pleasure. Repeat it now.”

“Sub—no, that’s not right.”

His hand came down with a loud crack against her bottom. Under any normal circumstance, any person under hypnosis would have woken up from such a brazen smack, but the purple waves emanating from the screen locked her in, her mind helpless to break free. He repeated the words again, but she remained silent. Twice more he punished her until she relented and replied.

“Sub- submission brings pleasure.”

“Obedience is my purpose.”

Again he smacked her bottom a few more times. Each time the ripple of sensation stung but yet, it pulled at some part of her deep inside. There was a part of her that knew the words to be true, that reached out to his voice with longing. Confused and weakened, Aoi relented and repeated.

“Obedience is my purpose.”

“Weakness is my virtue.”

Her eyebrows twitched a tiny bit of resistance, “Ee-eya, that’s not true,” she was not weak, she was a superheroine, a magical girl, and had been for more than half her life. But the lights persisted pounding her mind and she instinctively knew his hand would come down hard on her bottom.

The room echoed with a loud smack, twice and thrice until she relented again, “Weakness is my virtue.”

“Repeat.”

She sighed as she repeated, “Submission brings pleasure. Obedience is my purpose. Weakness is my virtue.”

“Repeat again, and know the words to be true, in your heart.”

He hadn’t needed to tell her to know the truth of the words. They were already a part of her in some strange way. It felt of Truth on her lips. The kind of revelation that could never be seen until it was shown but now uncovered, it was most obviously true. “Submission brings pleasure. Obedience is my purpose. Weakness is my virtue.”

“Again.”

Over and he had her chant as the doms watched as enraptured by her performance as she was by the spiral. Her submission was bringing her pleasure. The mindless chanting made the world spin and her body warm with lust and fantasies of submitting to her master.

“Reach down and touch your pussy,” he commanded.

Her fingers reached down and pressed into her now inflamed lips.

“Tell me what you feel.”

Very quietly she whispered, “it’s wet.”

He turned to the class and explained, “Our submissive has just discovered that this exchange has made her wet. Now my little beta, tell me, what does it mean when you are wet?”

“It means I am aroused.”

“Yes, and why would you be aroused now?”

“Because submission brings pleasure.”

“Would you like for me to bring you to orgasm now and feel the full pleasure of submission?” he said as he unbuckled his belt.

“No,” she calmly replied.

“Hmm... You will submit.”

“Yes...”

“You want to feel pleasure.”

“Yes.”

“You want me to fuck you now.”

“No.”

He frowned, looked back to the class which seemed confused as well so he just bluntly asked, “Why not?”

“Don’t want to fuck you.”

He smiled to the class, “Well that seems to be her limit for the moment, but we all know that limits can be moved over time. Why don’t we end this demonstration with a little wrap-up. Aoi, you are a Beta SOW and it is time to begin learning that this means. SOW stands for your three truths, Submission, Obedience, and Weakness. Whenever someone calls you a Beta SOW you will be perfectly obedient in your submission because of your weakness. I want you to repeat the three truths twenty times, and each time reflect on what they mean to you.”

“Submission brings pleasure. Obedience is my purpose. Weakness is my virtue.” It was strange, but it was undoubtedly true that her submission today brought her pleasure.

“Submission brings pleasure. Obedience is my purpose. Weakness is my virtue.” Her purpose was always to help people before, but perhaps she’d always been obedient first. First to her parents and her duty to family. Later she was obedient to the Goddess as she accepted her sacred duty to defend in the name of peace. Obedience was her purpose.

“Submission brings pleasure. Obedience is my purpose. Weakness is my virtue.” The third was the hardest to understand, how could weakness be a virtue. But she thought about her connection to the Goddess. How she was a conduit for greater powers. Perhaps it was her weakness, her mental weakness that allowed her to let her goddess be her power. Perhaps her greatest power was from that weakness.

“Submission brings pleasure. Obedience is my purpose. Weakness is my virtue.” Perhaps it was all true, weakness was her virtue. Not just in that it made her strong, but that it was the moral correct thing to do.

“Submission brings pleasure. Obedience is my purpose. Weakness is my virtue.” It was right to be quiet and not make a fuss and cause problems and make waves. That was the job of boorish and brash people. She was not boorish and brash, she was a proper Japanese woman, calm and reserved. She was submissive and this brought her pleasure. Her obedience was honorable, it was right.

“Submission brings pleasure. Obedience is my purpose. Weakness is my virtue.” It was right to be weak and meek. To serve others brought her the greatest joys. She thought about Sakura and the time spent with her. She had been meek and she’d served her friend and had felt such warmth in her heart.

“Submission brings pleasure. Obedience is my purpose. Weakness is my virtue.”

The sound of applause surrounded her, she inhaled sharply as if waking from a dream. Aoi was sitting in her seat and the hour had passed completely. She frantically looked down and realized she hadn’t taken any notes. Quickly she joined the applause so as not to be rude. ‘Amazing,’ she thought, ‘he spoke so well I was completely take by the stories and nuance. I should love to learn more from him.’ Though perhaps it was strange that she couldn’t exactly remember one specific story, she did remember that there was more complexities to human behavior but that Dr. Ben Halifax was definitely an expert on the subjects. “I should learn more from him,” she said to herself.

All of the participants in the seminar seemed eager to chat about various little tid bits they gleaned that they’d hold on to. Each had an interesting take which she vaguely remembered. She smiled to herself, looking at her phone pleased that she’d gotten it recorded.

The Crimson Spirit landed on a rooftop of a 5 story hotel in a Miami suburb and walked up to Magical Girl Azure who was concentrating on some kind of meditation ritual but this time she was without her new headphone. ‘This must be serious.’

On the phone Aoi had sounded totally freaked, so she figured there’d be some big bad monster that the Dark Trickster had conjured up. She was all, “Kristen, I need your help, I’ve discovered a terrible thing! Meet me on the roof of this address...” Now she was all, “Ooom” and spiritual-like sitting in the lotus position.

“Okay, MGA, I’m here, where’s the fire?”

“Do you sense it?”

Crimson furrowed her brow. She was irritated already as is having come out here at midnight. What if she’d wanted to stay with Caleb and his buddies, just hanging out and talking. It could have been fun, and this was supposed to be a night off. “Is this a test? I’m not in the mood and I thought—” she cut herself off and steadied her pent up frustration unclenching her fists that she hadn’t realized were clenched. Instead she took a moment and looked around. “I don’t sense anything.”

“It is below us. Third floor.”

The Crimson Spirit took on a concerned look, “Where is it? What room?” She readied herself for battle.

Azure opened her bright blue eyes and said, “Follow me. He is a man, he teaches seminars, but he has something evil and has been using it to hypnotize teachers to do very bad things. I am not sure but he may be the man in the mask.”

“Whoa... Alright, this is it.”

The magical girls of light flew down to a window. Azure nodded and Crimson focused her control as they’d practiced, she lit a concentrated fire on her finger tip and with precision, she cut the lock on the window and lifted it. Azure flew to the sill and slipped in.

Inside they Magical Girls of Light found their potential arch rival, but he paid them no heed. Instead he sat with his mouth lolled open staring at his computer screen the black and white pattern reflecting off his glasses.

Crimson noticed Azure just starting at him. “Azure, what’s going on?”

Magical Girl Azure noticed the reflection right away and with her perfect vision she saw a beautiful spiral reflecting off his glasses. It was quite pretty really, perhaps it was what he’d shown at the lecture, but this was different somehow. She stared at it to try to figure out what was different, then Crimson nudged her. “Oh, sorry. I—I think it’s the laptop be careful not to look at the screen.”

“Yeah, no kidding.”

Azure closed her eyes and was about to mentally steel herself to walk up to and close the machine, but then she heard her partner.

“Crimson BLAST!” The computer burst straight up in the air and Azure quickly summoned a water ball to douse the fire, but luckily, Dr. Halifax sat completely unharmed.

He turned his gaze to the Crimson Spirit, “Why did you do that?”

“Uh, to save you. You were entranced by an evil hypno-demon thing. You’re welcome.”

“I was not, I’ll have you know that I was planning my next lesson.”

Azure interrupted, “I know all about your lessons, Dr. Halifax. I am not amused, and we’re here to end your evil plots.”

He replied, “I assure you there was nothing out of the ordinary in the laptop, I’d show you but you’ve destroyed my private property.”

Crimson jumped back in, “Uhm, don’t you see the superhero suits, you’re in big trouble buddy.”

He looked at her, “Well, I’ve seen women wear less, but only on Miami Beach. So unless I’m about to get a lap dance from you or a Tai Chi lesson from the blue bitch, I think I’m going to call the police.”

Crimson looked at Azure, “Uhm, Azure... this isn’t exactly going right... I still don’t sense any evil.”

Azure frowned. “Your eyes.”

“What? What about my eyes?”

Her voice rose up with a chill wind, “Azure Ice CRYSTALIZE!” A bolt of cold flew forth from her palm hitting Dr. Halifax square in the face. Crimson gasped and jumped back—she’d never ever seen Azure direct her magic against a normal human before! She half expected the Doctor’s head to turn into a block of frozen ice, but sighed with relief to see it was just his glasses.

“Ah!” he yelped and jumped out of his seat knocking his glasses off. “What, what, what the hell just happened? What’s going on?” The glasses hit the desk and shattered on impact flashing a bright purple before dimming back to darkness.

Crimson added, “Uh, yeah what is going on?”

Azure explained, “You have perfect vision. I saw you in the brochure and you didn’t have any marks on your nose from wearing glasses. But at the seminar you wore them. They are also very unfashionable, and the type of man who speaks as a salesman and presents as you do is almost alwasy very fashion conscious. I knew that they didn’t fit you. I realized that you used a hypnotic spiral infected with Dark Energy, that hypnotized everyone that saw it, but you were not affected by it. Then I realized, it would have no effect it you were already in a trance. I believe you have been in a trance for the past two weeks.”

“Two weeks?! Oh wait... oh no, I remember, oh my god, those poor women, oh no, what have I done? But how? How did this happen to me? Who did this?”

“Think back, when did you arrive in town?”

“I got to the airport, wow, yeah two weeks ago. Uhm, I—wait there was a driver there, a woman, very pretty, German accent I remember. She was a driver, had a sign with my name on it—there was a car. Oh and there was a clown in the car. This is nuts!”

Crimson jumped in, “Do you remember anything about the clown, where did they take you? Do they have a secret hideout?”

He shook his head, “No, none of that, they just brought me here and gave me this.” He reached under the desk and pulled out the projector he’d used at the seminar.

“Do not turn that on!” Azure warned.

“Give it to us, we’ll get rid of it,” Crimson added.

He hesitated. It was slight, but it was definitely there. Deep down he knew he wanted to keep it. Having a way to entrance all of these young luscious Beta SOWs and get them to serve their purpose. Young, subby, and ready to get fucked was the way he wanted them. He’d never felt that was before, but now he knew it was the way he wanted to live. “What... what about evidence? Maybe there’s finger prints on it? We should call the police.”

Crimson said, “That’s good thinking and all, but the police aren’t going to be able to contain this guy. You gotta trust us, it’s for your own good. We’re the good guys!”

He looked over her firm young body, with that tantalizingly short skirt and cheerleader top and those lovely legs. He wondered if he could turn it on before they could stop him, but the way the fiery one’s hair glinted with red flames, he thought better of it, “Right, yeah. Here.”

Crimson and Azure flew away with the box, and flew out over the Atlantic to blow it to bits. As they flew back towards land with the ocean waters below glinting with moonlight, Crimson broke the silence, “Hey Azure?”

“Yes?”

“How did you know he was hypnotizing people?”

“He taught a seminar. There were many teachers there, and I was one of them.”

“Oh... so he got you?”

Azure nodded solemnly.

“What did he make you do?”

“We stopped him before he could finish his objective. I only figured it out because I recorded the seminar.”

“Oh, so you listened to it?”

Azure nodded. She had listened to it, but what she hadn’t mentioned was that hearing her voice speak the truths was terrifying. Even now as they flew, the words echoed around in her head and she knew them to be truth because there was another truth behind them. Even though the machine was destroyed, even though she was not under a trance, Azure knew that there was a part of her that craved the words and the pleasure they promised.