The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Theodora lounged on the plush sofa, her long bare legs showing off her flawless creamy-white skin. She was contemplating the next step in her plan-

With Jack, and now Jeremy, under my control, I think it’s time to accelerate this mind control initiative of mine.

Theodora had been right to surmise that Jeremy would fall under her spell of domination more quickly than Jack would. Despite the fact that Jack was a womanizer and very sexually active, Jeremy’s emotional issues from childhood made his psyche, his identity, much easier to manipulate.

When Jeremy confessed in his drug-addled state that his greatest sexual passion was infantilization, Theodora took advantage of that weakness and played the part of the loving mother to perfection. It was so easy to lay Jeremy’s head down on Theodora’s lap, giving him a view of Theodora’s impressive cleavage above him. Theodora could only imagine how powerful her breasts must have looked from his angle, and she had coaxed him into feeling more and more helpless in the presence of her overwhelming sexuality.

Like she had done with Jack before, she set up Jeremy’s mind to crack under the pressure of her sensual game. First, she placed her victim in a calm, receptive state that allowed her words to enter their mind. By focusing her victim on the sound of her voice, she ensured that they understood everything she said, and would then induce hypnosis. The next step was to convince Jeremy that his body would not ejaculate until she gave permission. Most of the time, this required the victim to be under hypnosis, but sometimes she could convince them to avoid touching themselves instead. It was amazing what the subconscious mind can force the body to do.

Once the trap had been set, it was then time for Theodora to entice the subject with sexual stimulation. Having perfected the art of seduction, Theodora was able to use her pheromone-laced scent, perfectly-toned and sensual body, and husky voice to bring any man to the brink of climax. It was at this point that Theodora would give the man a choice- either writhe is sexual agony without the possibility of ejaculation, or submit their will to her and gain release. Even in a hypnotic state, subjects kept their morality and best interests at heart, which meant that they would never betray their country or loved ones. By asking her victim to choose between serving their country or betraying it to serve her, she made it possible for the man to voluntarily change their priorities, and their identity.

And as it had occurred with Jack earlier, Jeremy could not withstand Theodora’s sexual onslaught, being overpowered with lust and driven mad from the need to climax. When Theodora bared her large bosom to Jeremy and brought him to her tit, Jeremy released himself from his former self and submitted his will to Theodora, forever altering his psyche.

Once out of the hypnotic state, people somewhat revert back to their former selves, so it was important for Theodora to strengthen the bond created from her initial domination.

To accomplish this, Theodora continued to rely on sexual conditioning. While her victim was still receptive to suggestions, she would plant commands in them that would remain in their subconscious. She also gave them secret command words that could revert them back into a suggestable state. By using repeated hypnotic sessions, Theodora could slowly wither her victim’s remaining will, until there was nothing left in their conscious mind but the desire to obey her fully, without question.

After a couple more sessions with Jack and Jeremy, Theodora was confident that they were fully her slaves. They had no compunction at all about working for her, or working against their bosses at the CIA.

Besides deepening the master-slave relationship, Theodora also spent time with her servants collecting valuable information about the CIA’s involvement in Ukraine. Russia knew that the United States would get involved when Russian separatists demanded to break away from Ukraine and join Russia, and America’s level of involvement would match Russia’s own.

Thanks to the NATO treaty, Russia would have had to contend with most of the European countries if their military intervened in Ukraine, as well. In the modern era where developed countries don’t go to war anymore, the real war was fought with intelligence, through proxies. Much like the Cold War, spies and intel were the real weapons now.

Her superiors at the Defense Ministry were impressed by the intelligence she had gathered from Jack and Jeremy, and the information helped to eliminate some potential threats to the Russian nationalist cause. Partly due to her work, the Russian nationalists were gaining momentum and support for their cause, forcing the government to consider the certain possibility of a country-wide division.

Despite the awesome success of her interrogations, Theodora wanted more. She was driven by her success, and fueled by the feelings of power her domination afforded her. Indeed, Theodora was often sexually aroused by the control she held over her two servants, basking in their subservience. But with every successful challenge she gave herself, her hunger would grow. Two loyal servants were no longer good enough.

Theodora looked over to Jack, who was spilling CIA secrets on the laptop in front of him.

“Come here, my pet” she bade him. He instantly stopped what he was doing, and walked over to her. She could see the desire in his eyes when he looked at her.

She pointed to the ground, and Jack kneeled in front of her. He was averting his gaze, she could tell, trying not to stare at the goddess in front of him. She couldn’t help but smile.

“We must make next plan” she said. Her thick Russian accent was music to Jack’s ears.

“Whatever you wish” Jack replied.

“One of our assets, a Mr. Aleksandrov Volkov, was found dead this morning by Ukrainian police. His throat was slit, and as of now there are no suspects.” Kerrigan stopped for dramatic pause, before continuing, “He was a valuable informant to us, providing us with details on the whereabouts and known associations for many Russian nationalists in Donetsk. Our department is currently working with Donetsk police, however our relationship with them has appeared to weaken the past few months.”

Kerrigan gave a sigh, “It’s unlikely that we will get anywhere with them at this point…Moving on…”

Kerrigan continued with the daily report, weariness heavy in her voice. Any success the agency seemed to have with the people of eastern Ukraine was fading rapidly. They were losing control of the situation there, and Kerrigan was at a lost as to why.

For the first time since taking the lead on this small project, Kerrigan was questioning the work of her employees. The one success out of the past 2 months was Jack’s assignment in Moscow, where he was able to plant a monitoring device on one of the Defense Ministry building’s servers. Unfortunately, Jack was caught and interrogated, but the Russians were never told about the device on their server.

But Jack had seemed different since being returned by the Russians. Gomez had interviewed Jack after he came back, and recommended two weeks R&R for him. Jane Kerrigan had hoped it would bring the old Jack back, the one who used to hit on all the women in their division. It was sad to say that Jane actually missed the inappropriate comments that used to drive her crazy.

Nowadays, Jack didn’t hardly seem to care about the women around him. Whenever he interacted with them, he was polite but nonchalant with them, even turning down a couple flirtations. That was definitely not like Jack at all.

On the other hand, Jack was getting along better with more of the guys. Since they didn’t see him as an arrogant son-of-a-bitch anymore, he was much more approachable and fun to be around.

But something about the way Jack acted around his work buddies still unnerved Jane. She just couldn’t figure out why…

“Hey, Derek, how’s it hangin’?” Jack asked, excitement in his voice.

“Aw, dude, you wouldn’t believe the shit I’m in” Derek said, dejected. It took the wind right out of Jack’s sails.

“What’s up? Is it the Thompson report?” Jack asked, with concern.

“Yeah, man. Boss is breathing down my neck to get it done. Looks like I’m gonna be working the weekend.”

“Aww man, sorry bout that. I’ve heard bad things about management getting shit on for that report draft being delayed.”

“You have no idea” Derek said, emphatically. “I’ve been working 70 hour weeks, and I feel like I’m going nowhere.”

“Dude, what you need is a break. Just a little time to relax and refocus yourself. Ya’ know?” Jack said.

“Yeah, maybe you’re right”, Derek said, shaking his head. The stress was definitely getting to him.

Jack reached into one of his drawers, and pulled out a CD. “Here, try this. It’s a relaxation mix. I use it all the time. It’s the only reason I haven’t lost my mind working here.” Jack reached out with the CD, and Derek hesitantly took it.

“Relaxation? Like beach sounds and shit?” Derek laughed.

“Ha ha, no. It’s more like meditation mixed with brain stimulation- it relaxes you and helps you focus better at work. Just put it in your laptop with headphones on. It works wonders.”

“Yeah?” Derek said, with skepticism.

“Absolutely. I know it’s corny-sounding, but it’s what you gotta do to survive here, bro. I’ve seen too many guys burn out and crash from stress. Just try it tonight and see if it helps.”

“So, just listen to it? How long does it take?”

“It’s like an hour. I would recommend having a few shots before listening, though. It helps my mind meditate better, believe it or not.”

“Alright”, Derek said, nodding his head, “I’ll give it a shot. Thanks, man.”

“Anytime” Jack replied, smiling.

Derek was sipping on his second glass of Jack Daniels, sitting on his couch with his laptop on his lap. Living alone in his apartment, he was free to lounge in his boxers and white t-shirt.

“Alright, Jack, let’s see how bad this shit is” he said to himself. He finished his drink before donning his noise-cancelling headphones, and popped the CD in.

Velcome to the Meditation and Self-Awareness program, by Dominika. Vee vill…

“Damn” Derek said aloud, over the recording. The female Russian accent was thick and sexy, which reminded him of Olga Kurylenko.

…and soon you vill feel peace like never before. If you like this video, you can go to my vebsite at dominikatraining.com. And now, vee begin…

First, I vant you to close your eyes and try to listen only to my voice. Breathe in, then breathe out. Over…and over. Slowww, and deep. Breathe in…breathe out.

Listen to my voice, letting it enter your mind and relax you. Breathe in…breathe out.

Very good. You vill feel more and more calm, letting your thoughts drift into nothing. Breathe in…breathe out. Feel your mind empty, listening only to the sound of my voice. In…and out.

Let my voice fill your mind, as you focus only on me. In…and out. With every breath, you feel more relaxed, and more receptive to my voice. In… and out.

As you continue to breathe, feeling more and more relaxed, you feel the stress leaving your body. Follow my voice as it leads you deeper… and deeper… into a more peaceful state. Breathe in… breathe out.

You begin to feel a numbness in your toes, which slowly grows into your foot. You feel as though your feet are no longer there, as if they disappeared. In… and out…

Now the numbness is creeping into your legs. As you continue breathing, focusing on my voice, the numbness is making you lighter, like a feather. In… and out… the numb feeling is now spreading to the rest of your body, and you feel light…In… and out…

Now your entire body is numb, and you feel like you are floating in the air…In…and out…

Your mind is floating in the air, like a cloud, following the sound of my voice…In…and out…focusing only on my voice.

Now, vhen I count to three, you vill open your eyes, but vill no longer be able to think. You vill only hear my voice, and do as I say… in… and out…listen to my voice…in… and out

One…you see a soft glow above you, and you feel yourself floating towards it. As you come closer to it, you feel yourself starting to fade away…in…and out

Two…you are getting closer and closer to that light, following my voice there… you feel like smoke, starting to dissipate…

Three…

Now you may open your eyes, but your mind is now separated from your body. Look at the computer screen. If you are aware of anything else in your surroundings, just sit back and relax so we can bring you deeper…

If you are only aware of my voice and the computer screen, and cannot feel your physical self, then you must direct your mouse pointer to the top right of your screen

Derek, being mesmerized by the woman’s voice, followed her instructions and dragged the pointer to the designated area.

Verrry good. You are now ready for your self-awareness training. As you continue listening to my voice, you realize that my voice has tremendous power… As you can see, my voice is able to control your mind, taking you to a calm you have never felt before.

Remember that as vee continue on- my voice has power over you. It vill direct you and command you in vays that you cannot understand, but trust completely. You vant to listen to my powerful voice, no matter vhat.

As you can see, my voice has led you to this happy state, vhere you are free from stress and care. You are beginning to understand that it is much easier to listen and follow my voice, rather than do anything on your own.

You understand now that you vould rather follow my voice, vhereever it goes, and let my voice tell you vhat to do, than to do anything on your own. You feel lost vithout my voice, vithout purpose.

Right now my voice makes you feel calm and relaxed. You vant to do as my voice says…

And now you vill go to my vebsite, www.dominikatraining.com. Vhen you have done so, you vill click the link that says “start induction”.

Derek slowly typed on his laptop, one key at a time, and took his browser to the webpage. Slowly gazing around the screen, he found the link and clicked on it. A new video played on the laptop-

Verrry good. You have selected the induction phase of your training. Here you vill continue listening to my voice, and following my instruction. You may now pause the video of the CD on your device.

Derek slowly found the window for the computer’s media player, and clicked on the pause icon.

Once you have paused the CD, vee vill continue…

As you continue listening, you are now feeling aroused at the sound of my voice. You notice that my sexy voice stimulates you, seducing you vith its power. You know my voice has power over you, and now it has the power to make you lust. Feel the desire grow inside you, as your cock now grows for me.

As your erection continues to grow, you enjoy this feeling of submission to my voice, to the power it has over you. You long to be controlled by me, to give all your desire and vill to me. The more you listen to my sexy voice, you more you long to be controlled by it, and the more aroused you become.

Look down at your cock. You see the proof of vhat I am saying- that you vant to be dominated, that you find my domination so very arousing.

Remember that you vill only do as I say, and no more. You vill obey my commands vithout question. Nod your head in agreement.

Derek nodded his head, still staring at the bulge in his boxers.

Verrry good, my pet. Now you feel the need to free your cock from your clothing. Make sure you are alone, and vill not be disturbed. If you feel you vill not be disturbed, you vill grasp your erect cock with your hand and pull it out. If you believe someone may interrupt your submission to me, click the “public version” link now.

Slowly, Derek reached down with his right hand and pulled his penis through the waistband of his boxers. It was fully engorged, and pulsed with a sexual vibrancy to the rhythm of his heartbeat.

Verrry good, my pet. I like vhen you follow my commands. Your cock should now be in your hands. Look at it, and see the power I have over you. Your mind and your body now belong to me, and this excites you more than anything else in the vorld.

No matter how aroused you feel, your body vill not climax until I say so. Remember that my voice controls your mind and your body, so you vill not be allowed to cum until I command it. As you stare at your cock, you understand that despite your arousal, you vill not ejaculate until I allow it.

Now I vant to test your loyalty to me. If you feel that you vant to tell me your job, click “yes” on the screen. If not, click “no”

Derek stared at the screen, his subconscious mind working through the question. He slowly dragged the pointer to “no”.

I see you do not vant to tell me your job. Is it a secret job that you are not allowed to tell me?

Derek clicked “yes” on the screen.

Very good, my pet. Vee vill vork on your loyalty. Right now your hand is on your manhood, but you vill not be allowed to move your hand. It vill be stuck to your cock, unable to help you masturbate.

Now, I vant you to select the option that most arouses you.

Out of the options listed, Derek selected “Ass”

Ahh, so you find pleasure in others’ asses. This is good. Now you vill vatch the screen, and feel your arousal increase…

The black backdrop of the webpage disappeared, replaced by a full-screen image of a rather large pair of clothed buttocks. Derek stared, wide-eyed, at the light blue skirt that just barely covered the woman’s ass. Her backside was directed towards the viewer, like she was bending over, presenting herself to him. From the way the skirt bulged, it was obvious that her ass was impressively rotund.

As you stare at my ass, you vonder if I am vearing anything underneath.

Derek scanned the woman’s legs, which were bare and nicely toned. There was no evidence of clothing underneath.

You feel your lust grow for me vith every second, and you cannot look away. Just like my powerful voice, you are mesmerized by my ass. But you cannot move the hand on your cock, although you vant to so badly.

As I move my ass underneath this tight little skirt, you feel uncontrollable lust and desire for me.

Derek stared as the woman’s ass swayed side to side, slowly raising one buttock, then the other. His mouth was dry, and slack-jawed.

Your cock is now ready to erupt, but it vill not until I command it. Feel your desire becoming like a pressure, vanting to be released. But you vill not be released until I command it.

Two delicate feminine hands reaching for the skirt, teasing it down, tantalizingly slow

The pressure in your cock is building, and you find your vill succumbing to my sexuality. You vant to give in to your desire, to give into your lust for my body and my voice. You vant to give yourself to me, fully.

“ahhh” Derek moaned. The skirt was pulled down to reveal two very round, firm buttocks. They seemed to bubble out of the woman’s body, creating a deep crease at the top of her legs. The woman still wore a light blue thong that covered her crack.

Magnificent, isn’t it? Derek nodded in agreement- You feel powerless in its presence, like you are unvorthy and insignificant. And yet it gives you sexual desire like nothing else can. Your cock longs for it, and your mind longs to submit to me. Gaze upon your master…

Once again her ass went into motion, swaying side to side. Derek followed the movements closely as it continued to move, now swiveling around in circles. It was becoming too much for him.

Vould you like to cum now, my pet?

“Yeh” Derek grunted, unintelligibly.

Then you must tell me vhere you vork, and vhat you do. Once you do, I vill give you your release

The same feminine hands were now stroking her enormous globes. Combined with the motion of her hips, Derek was at the breaking point. He wanted so desperately to masturbate, but his hand was frozen on his cock, which was pounding with every heartbeat.

You long to become my slave, to obey me vithout question. You cannot resist my voice, or my sex. As your lust builds and your cock pounds, you feel your vill crumbling. Vith every second, you are coming closer to submission. Vhen you are ready to become my slave, click anyvhere on the screen.

Spreading her legs wider, the woman flexed one buttock, then the other. Derek stared at the powerful muscles working, and moaned in sexual frustration.

As soon as her enormous ass bounced up and down, Derek could not take it anymore. The twerking motion was the last straw in his mind, and he quickly clicked on the screen.

Verry good, my pet. You have chosen to serve me, to obey me. This vill give you release, but only vhen I tell you. Now that you are ready, you vill answer my questions vithout hesitation. Say it out loud, and remember to address me as ‘master’.

“I will answer your questions, master. Please” Derek pleaded.

Very vell, slave. Type in your occupation on the screen now.

A small window popped up on the bottom of the screen, underneath the woman’s twerking ass cheeks. Derek’s mind raced to fill in whatever information it required, not thinking of the consequences-

“CIA analyst” enter

Verry good. You vill now provide me with personal email address, so that I may continue my domination of your body and mind. Vould you like that?

“Yes, yes!” Derek cried out. He typed in his email address with his left hand, cock still in his right.

The next time I say “cum”, you vill experience the greatest climax of your life. Remember that you are my slave. Say it now, over and over, and I vill give you release-

“I am your slave! I am your slave! I am your slave!”

Louder!

“I AM YOUR SLAVE! I AM YOUR SLAVE! I AM—“

Your hand is free. Cum for your master!

“AHHHhhhh” Derek trailed off, as spurts of cum assaulted his laptop. He pumped furiously, coating the keyboard and screen with long trails of his sperm. His head bobbled from the onslaught of pleasure in his brain, and he closed his eyes in ecstasy. This was unlike any pleasure he had ever known…

Derek’s breathing was deep, his heart pounding as the climax abated. He still had the headphones on, and could hear the familiar and powerful voice resonating through his head…

Now, my obedient slave, you vill feel different vhen you vake up. Listen to me carefully, because your conscious self vill no longer be the same. Listen to your master, and obey…

“Morning, Jack” Derek said, cheerfully.

“Hey”, Jack responded, turning in his chair. “You look better today.”

“Thanks” Derek responded, smiling, “I feel great. That meditation CD you gave me was great!”

“I know, it works wonders. Did you fall asleep?” Jack asked.

“Yeah, as a matter of fact, I did. I don’t remember too much of it, just some breathing techniques and calming sounds”, Derek answered. “I felt pretty spent when I woke up from my nap, like all my energy was used up. Then I just went to bed and slept like a baby.”

Jack smiled knowingly, “Yeah, I’ve been there too.”

“Say, did you want the CD back?” Derek asked.

“No, I don’t need it anymore. You should give it to someone else, though. I would give it to someone here who is really stressed out. But it only works for you if you listen to it solo- you can’t have anyone around to interrupt you.”

“Yeah, that’s what I was thinking, too”, Derek agreed. “Probably only works for guys, too.” Derek stopped to think about his last statement-

“Well, that makes sense”, Jack added quickly, “The maker of the CD mentioned that it was designed specifically for men who are stressed out from their job.”

“Yeah, I guess so.” Derek seemed in agreement.

Jack looked up quickly, “Hey, you know who could really use some of that meditation right now? Connor from the IT department. He’s been tellin’ me how stressed out he’s become what with the wedding plans and all.”

“Aw, shit. Poor guy. He didn’t know what he was getting himself into, ha ha.” Both men laughed.

“Yeah, I’ll give him the CD. Later, dude.” Derek turned and walked back to his desk.

“C’ya” Jack called after him. From the way Derek was talking, Jack assumed that Theodora’s video had done its job, and it was only a matter of time before Derek was fully serving his master.

Later that evening, Jack was connected on Skype-

“Hello my pet, vhat news do you have for me?” Theodora cooed.

As soon as he heard his master’s sexy voice addressing him, Jack shivered, and his feelings of sexual repression were ended. “The CD seemed to work as you expected, master. Derek appears to be entrapped by your powerful domination of his mind. It’s only a matter of time before he serves you fully.” Jack saw a smirking grin on the screen, and a wave of power seemed to wash over him. So beautiful, he thought. I love her.

“As I expected” was Theodora’s response.

“I also suggested that he give the CD to another colleague. He’s in the IT department.”

“Tell me more” she commanded.

“His name is Connor Stapleton, and he works as one of the software security experts at Langley. He’s very good at his job, and would be a valuable asset to us, if he can be turned. There’s a problem, though.”

“Oh?”

“He’s engaged to be married in 6 months. His fiancé is Megan, a real sweetheart. But he’s been stressed out at work, doing more work than anyone else in that department.”

“A challenge, then”, Theodora mused. While she was thinking, Theodora pursed her plump ruby-red lips, which Jack could not stop staring at.

“Let me handle this” she finished. “You have been a good boy for your master, Jack. Vould you like a revard?”

Jack heart pounded in his chest. He had been erect ever since Theodora’s angelic face graced his screen, and now he was hot with anticipation for her next words.

Theodora watched Jack with some amusement as his expression changed- he seemed more like a dog waiting for a treat.

“Keep me posted. Eyakulyata dlya Feodory (Cum for Theodora)”

Theodora heard the groans of pleasure erupt from Jack as she disconnected the call.

Connor was heading to the bar, and was trying to figure out again exactly why he decided to come-

I don’t even like bars anymore, he thought. I haven’t been that guy in years.

Connor walked through the door, and took a look around. Well, there’s the reason, he thought. He spotted his friend Jeremy at the bar, who saw him and nodded.

Connor and Jeremy had only been work acquaintances until about two weeks ago, when Jeremy seemed to want to chat more. Jeremy was one of the handsome up and coming field agents assigned to the CIA division responsible for intel on Ukraine, so Connor thought it odd that he would want to hang out with a nerdy guy like Connor. They both had a passion for Game of Thrones, which is how they connected at work.

It seemed like such a whirlwind friendship that Connor had thought maybe he was a part of some jock hazing ritual, like something you’d see in a high school movie. But Jeremy seemed genuine, and more and more they got to talk after work was done.

This was the first time they were meeting outside of work, though.

It was obviously Jeremy’s idea, since Connor wasn’t a fan of the bar scene. He pretty much spent most of his free time with Megan, so the idea of going to bars and clubs interested him less and less.

“What’s up, buddy? You made it” Jeremy said enthusiastically.

“Hey, man”, Connor responded, while taking a seat next to him. “This mine?” Connor asked, pointing to a bottle in front of him.

“Yeah, dude. Hope you like IPA’s”, Jeremy said.

Connor was not much of a beer drinker, preferring wines instead. It was something Megan had turned him on to.

“Sure” Connor lied. He took a swig, and tried to mask his displeasure. It was way too bitter for his taste, and it reminded him again why he didn’t go drinking.

“So how you holdin’ up with bridezilla?” Jeremy asked.

Connor almost spit out his drink-

“Just kidding” Jeremy added quickly. From his grin, Connor could tell Jeremy was only teasing him. So much for chit chat.

“Things are good” Connor said. He saw Jeremy was giving him a skeptical look.

“Yeah, I mean it gets stressful sometimes- picking out flowers, the decorations, our song list, catering, transportation, the wedding party…”, Connor let his sentence trail off. He laughed, “Sometimes it’s too much”, he admitted.

“I can only imagine, dude” Jeremy said, sympathetically. “I get stressed out at work; I can’t imagine dealing with that stuff at home…You’re a better man than me”, he said, tipping his bottle towards Connor.

Connor clinked bottle necks and laughed at the kind gesture, “Thanks, man. Maybe I did need this.”

“Of course. Tonight is all about relaxing and having a good time. Cheers.” Both men raised their bottles in salute before drinking.

Although Connor wasn’t much of a sports fan, watching the games at the bar with Jeremy was pretty entertaining- Jeremy had a way of making the games fun, and before he knew it, Connor was loosened up and enjoying himself. Better yet, Jeremy was paying for most of Connor’s drinks, getting Connor buzzed in the process.

Connor had lost all track of time sitting at the bar, and was feeling pretty drunk after a while.

“I’m usin’ the restroom” Jeremy said, before leaving Connor by himself. What an awesome guy, Connor thought, watching Jeremy leave.

Connor heard something, and turned around the other way. Whoa

“Is this seat taken?” Connor heard. But instead of registering what that sweet feminine voice was telling him, his mind was focused on the beauty standing next to him-

She had the most beautiful bright red hair he had ever seen, like it was on fire. Even with the dim lights in the bar, he could see specks of golden highlights, like glowing embers in a fire. Her voluminous hair cascaded past her shoulders in waves, down to her mid chest.

Next thing he knew, Connor’s eyes focused on her face- a slightly round shape with flawless alabaster skin and bright red lipstick. Suddenly Connor’s eyes locked onto hers, and her piercing green color belied an animal-like ferocity. He felt trapped by those eyes, until she broke the connection-

“May I sit here?” She asked again. Connor shook his head to try to clear his mind.

“Um, yeah” he said. He wasn’t even aware of how dumb he sounded.

She slid over the bar stool gracefully, and the bartender seemed to be waiting on her.

“Dewar’s and soda” she told him. She had such a sweet and innocent-sounding voice, like an angel.

Connor looked over the rest of her- she was wearing a black summer jacket, buttoned near the top, with a white undershirt that strained against her very large bosom. The undershirt only went down right above her belly button, showing off a taut stomach and tiny waist. Hugging her hips was a matching black pencil skirt, ending about mid-thigh. From the way her body rested on the stool, Connor knew she was packing a lot of junk in the trunk.

Damn, was all Connor could think, as he slowly swiveled his head forward. He was feeling nervous with her right next to him, and was hoping he wouldn’t embarrass himself.

Not that he should be worried about impressing this girl, Connor realized. He was engaged to his beloved, and besides, he wasn’t in the same league as this smoking hottie. Her proportions were ridiculous, her body perfect.

No, don’t think that, he scolded himself. But she’s so hot!

“Excuse me, but do you know where the Mixx Nightclub is?”

Connor turned his head towards the girl, and tried not to stare into her intense eyes. Too late.

“Um, that’s the…uh…club, right?” he mumbled.

“Yeah, that’s right” she said, smiling. Such a beautiful smile, too.

“Do you know where it is?” she nodded at him, prodding him to say something.

“Um, that way” he pointed, with his thumb.

“Oh, okay” she said, grabbing the drink in front of her. She was sipping her scotch and soda when Connor finally had to say something-

“You have…really beautiful hair” he blurted out. He still didn’t know how drunk he sounded.

“Oh, you like?” she said, in her innocent-sounding voice. Connor stared at her hair as she combed her hand through it, then shook it. He enjoyed watching the different colors as she played with it.

“It’s for a cosplay. It took me five years to grow it.” She sipped her drink again.

Connor reverie was broken by another voice behind him.

“Oh shit, that felt good” came Jeremy’s voice. “I needed to take a piss so bad.”

Connor turned to see Jeremy on the seat next to him, and couldn’t believe how crass he was acting.

“Sorry bout my friend” he apologized to the girl. She was much too pretty to hear that kind of talk.

But she just nodded slightly and stared straight ahead. That bastard.

“Hey” Connor muttered under his breath. He nodded towards the girl.

“Wha—“ Jeremy replied, “Oh, she’s purdy.” She obviously heard that, and Connor saw she was getting uncomfortable.

“Dude, be cool” Connor chided him. He didn’t want her to leave yet.

“Why do you care?” Jeremy said loudly, “You’re getting married. Pretty soon you’ll only have one poontang the rest of your life.”

Connor felt a flash of anger rise up, and his face felt hot.

“Fuck you” Connor yelled back.

“Fine, fuck you too!” Jeremy yelled, jumping off his seat. Connor half-thought Jeremy might swing at him, but instead he stormed out of the bar.

“I’m really sorry” Connor said, after an awkward pause.

“That’s alright” came her sweet voice. Connor was relieved that she wasn’t upset.

“Lemme buy your next one” he offered.

He felt a touch on his arm. It was hers.

“I’d like that” she said, holding him with her gaze. Connor felt himself smile, and felt a stirring in his loins. She’s so fucking beautiful.

“My name’s Brooke. Pleased to meet you.”

“Ah, I’m Connor”

“You seem like a really nice guy, Connor” she spoke.

“Thanks…yur really pretty” Connor responded.

“You think so?” she said coyly. She straightened her back, popping her chest out while smiling pleasantly. Oh fuck yeah, Connor thought.

“Absolutely…yur gorgeous” he said admiringly. Connor stared down at his arm, where Brooke was stroking his arm. Her light touch tickled him, and brought some vigor to his crotch.

“Finish your drink”, she said, with a little force, “I want to show you something.”

Connor did as he was told, and noticed that she was grabbing her purse.

“Whudda about your drink? I owe you one.”

She smiled slyly, “You can repay me by coming with me.”

Connor followed her as she took him by the hand, leading him outside. Staring at her large ass, though, he felt as though his cock was being led instead.

The two of them walked outside in the summer night air, hand in hand. Connor was drunk and unfocused, but managed to keep up with Brooke. It was several blocks later when he realized what was happening-

“Hey” he said, finally mustering up the courage to face the situation. “Wud are we doin?” he asked, pulling Brooke back. His morals, although dulled by the alcohol, were still there.

“It’s a surprise. Don’t worry, you’ll like it” she said, teasingly.

“I-I can’t. I’m engaged” Connor said.

There was an awkward pause, and a look of sudden realization on Brooke’s face-

“Oh, no no no. It’s nothing like that!” Brooke said hurriedly. Connor was confused.

“I’m a friend of Megan’s. We’ve never met before, but she’s told me all about you- how you’re into the Sword and Sorcery genre, what you like to eat, even where you work—“

“Really?” Connor asked. Even where I work?

“Yeah, at the…” Brooke leaned in close, and Connor got a whiff of some of her perfume- “CIA” she whispered.

“Wow” was Connor’s only response. He was dumbfounded. Megan had never mentioned Brooke before.

“Yeah, Megan and I hung out in high school, but I moved to California for college. We’ve kept in touch, and now I’m in town for the convention! How cool is that?” She slapped him lightly on the arm, distracting him for a second.

Suddenly Connor remembered that the super hero convention was going on this week, and her story all made sense. A wave of relief washed over him, and the guilt disappeared. I’ll still have to talk to Megan about the CIA, he realized in the back of his mind.

“Well, a friend of Meg’s is a friend of mine” Connor said. Especially her hot ones…

No! She’s a friend, that’s all. Get yourself together!

“C’mon, my place isn’t that far. I need your professional opinion on something”, she said, lightly pulling on his arm. He followed behind her, trying not to check out her amazing ass. I wonder how many more friends Meg has?

Brooke took Connor to one of the nicer apartments downtown, not too far from the bar. It still felt wrong for him to enter Brooke’s apartment, but he consoled himself with the thought that Brooke was a friend of Megan’s, and that she wouldn’t try coming onto him.

Connor was also hoping Brooke hadn’t noticed his raging boner, which he needed to adjust several times on their walk over. He didn’t know if it was the alcohol, or the sexiness with which Brooke carried herself, that drove his libido crazy. He hadn’t felt this way since the first time he and Meg had sex years ago.

When they were in Brooke’s apartment, she offered him another drink, and they got to talking about things at the convention. Connor was amazed at how much of a nerdy girl she was, and they had some really animated conversations about comic books, movies, and tv shows. They were both sitting on the couch together, nursing their drinks, and having a great time.

What a perfect girl, Connor thought. There’s no way she’s single.

Pulling his cell phone out, Connor mentioned that he wanted to text Megan real quick to let her know where he was.

At your friend Brooke’s place. Just hanging out a bit, then I’ll be home

The blinking dots told Connor that Megan was typing him back-

Okay! Have fun sweetie. I know you’ve been stressed out, so I asked Brooke to help you relax!

Connor was confused, but saw Megan was still typing-

She’s really beautiful. Anything goes tonight, consider this your bachelor party present from me!

Connor stared at his phone, Is she saying what I think she’s saying?, he thought. There was no way Megan was talking about sex.

Since the possibility of sex with Brooke was off the table before, Connor had felt mostly comfortable in her presence. But now that Megan had given him the green light, it made his stomach turn. He looked at Brooke again with fresh eyes, realizing with panic that he was dangerously attracted to her, and could easily succumb to the temptation of her sensuality.

I want her so bad…but I can’t! We’ve been together for 3 years now, and I can’t just throw that away. Ugh, why did Megan have to say that?!

“Something wrong?” Brooke asked. She must have seen the anxiety he was feeling at that moment, because she reached out again and touched him.

Oh, don’t do that, Connor thought. But his body desired that touch too badly to make it stop.

“Everything’s fine” he said.

“You look tense. Here, try this” she said, sliding another drink over. Connor needed to steady himself, to regain his buzz before embarrassing himself. Stay cool.

He drank quite a bit of what she gave him, and did feel a little better. He laid back on the couch a little more, and took a deep breath.

Brooke slid over closer to him. “So what did Megan say?”

“Well, she said that I should relax…and that you would help me” he said, awkwardly. She was boring into him with her fierce green eyes.

“That’s true. She told me to come find you at the bar, and to convince you to come back with me.Did she tell you about our little arrangement?” she prodded.

Connor was afraid to ask, but he did- “Uh, no. What’s that?”

Brooke slid right next to him, and her bare leg touched his- “I know it may sound weird, but Megan and I have talked about you a lot. About sharing you.”

Connor was floored, and Brooke continued- “It doesn’t seem like it, but Megan and I are very open about our sexuality. She’s had to suppress it because she didn’t want to scare you away. But now that the wedding is happening, I’ve convinced her that now is the time to tell you. She couldn’t do it herself, so she’s having me do it. It seems shocking, right?”

Shocking didn’t even begin to explain what Connor was feeling. Megan and him had been exclusive for most of those three years spent together, and this was nothing like her!

The caressing of his arm brought his sight back to her. She has the perfect body. Just look at that chest, and that ass!

Connor tried not to look at her in that way, but the reminders of her attractiveness were always there, too unavoidable.

“Do you find me attractive, Connor?” she asked him sweetly. Oh fuck, yes!

“Well, you have really nice hair” Connor said meekly. He was noticing her perfume again, which just added to the sexual stimulation.

“It looks like you’re attracted to me alright” she said, moving her hand down to his inner thigh. He looked down at the bulge in his pants, and felt red in the face. He gulped.

“Wait here, I have a surprise for you” she said as she got up and went into the bedroom. Connor watched her leave, dumbfounded for a second before getting his bearings again.

I can’t do this, there’s no way Megan wanted me to have sex with her friend. This has to be a test!

Working furiously, Connor texted his fiancé again-

Brooke wants sex. Are we in an open relationship?

The response was just as fast as the first time-

Yes. I know it’s weird, but trust me. This is what I want. Please don’t think about it too much, and have fun. I don’t mind. Love you!

Connor rescanned her message over and over.

Love you too, he sent.

“Close your eyes, and don’t speak until I say so” came Brooke’s voice from the other room. Oh fuck, this is really happening.

Closing his eyes, Connor tried to calm his mind, but couldn’t. Things were progressing so fast with Brooke that it felt surreal, like the whole situation was just a dream. A dream come true, came the unbidden thought.

“Open” he heard Brooke say. At least, it had to be her, despite the fact that the tone was much deeper and commanding-sounding.

Without a second thought, Connor opened his eyes and remembered to keep his mouth shut.

It would’ve been hard for him to talk even if he wanted to, however, because he could not believe what his eyes saw…

Standing confidently before him was Brooke, fiery hair and all, but with much less clothing on. Instead of a jacket and an under shirt, she wore a silver bikini that barely covered her large tits. Matching her top, she had a silver bikini bottom, except… that it wasn’t just silver. Chainmail?

Yes, the material for her skimpy outfit was made entirely of chainmail, like—

Oh my gosh, it’s Red Sonja, Connor realized. It was the woman of his dreams, the powerful red-haired barbarian he had read in comic books and seen in movies.

She was the pinnacle of the female form, sporting a tone, muscular shape that demonstrated her strength and fitness, along with the largest tits and ass anyone could hope for. The combination of physical strength and physical beauty made her perfect in Connor’s eyes, a goddess with whom Connor had worshipped many times in private.

And now she was standing in front of him.

“Do you find my form appealing?” she boomed. “You may speak now, man.”

“Y-yes” he stammered. He was trying to look underneath the chain mail bikini, and found the darkened spots where her areolas were. The discovery of her nipples sent him through a small sexual thrill, numbing his mind even more.

“Come kneel before me” she commanded. In an instant, Connor obeyed and slid down to the ground, on his knees. Kneeling before this goddess was the fulfilment of his wildest desires, desires felt every time he masturbated in secret to her image.

“If you worship me and obey, I will choose you as mate. Would you like this, weakling?” she said.

“Yes, I would. I will worship you, my goddess”

“This pleases Sonja. But first you must prove yourself worthy. Refer to me as ‘master’ from now on.” Her voice resonated with such authority that Connor could not resist it.

“Yes, master” he responded, bringing his face to the carpet.

“Remove your clothes, that I may inspect you”, she commanded.

Connor unbuttoned his shirt, then removed his pants. Last to come off were his boxers, without a moment’s hesitation. He returned to his previous position, kneeling with his face to the floor. The head of his fully erect cock brushed against the carpet, tingling it with a pleasurable sensation.

“You have pleased your master. Now I will take you to the bedroom.” Connor looked up, and saw that Sonja was bidding him to rise. He did so slowly, waiting for his next cue. He flinched as she walked up to him and grabbed his member, squeezing it painfully. But Connor was powerless to resist her, and waited to see what would happen to him next.

He felt a pull on his cock, and understood that he was to follow her into the next room. It felt proper that this terrifying beauty would control his penis in this manner. It was as if she was signaling her sexual dominance of his masculinity with her own feminine power.

Connor kept his eyes cast down as he was led to the bedroom, waiting for further instructions.

“Lie on the bed, face up” she barked. He crawled on the bed and turned so that his back was on the mattress cover, cock pointed straight up.

“Now you must humble yourself before me, little man” she said, straddling his chest with her muscular thighs. His arms were now trapped between his chest and her legs, but he welcomed the feeling of weakness.

“Gaze upon my beauty and fall under my spell” she said, looking down at him. “Tell me I am the most beautiful woman you have ever seen.”

“You are the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on” Connor responded. The look on his face spoke the truth of his words.

“And that you desire me above all other women” Sonja continued.

“I desire you more than any other woman in the world” Connor repeated. His cock was ready to explode, but his body remained still. He admired how her large breasts jutted out from her chest, and the view of her bare under boob brought a shiver down his spine.

“Tell me you will worship and obey me, always” Sonja intoned.

“I will worship and obey you, for the rest of my life”, and he believed it. Sonja lifted her hair up with her hands, and let them drop. The voluminous red-and-gold hair fell around her shoulders, landing around her impressive chest. Some of it curled inside her cleavage, drawing Connor’s eyes to it.

“oh” came his short, plaintive cry. Her smell and physical beauty was overthrowing his will, reinforcing the dominance she was exhibiting. This moment was what he had been waiting for his entire life.

“Then I command you to tell me your secrets, servant. If you please me, I will allow your sexual release”, she hissed.

“Yes, master. Anything you want”, he responded. He wanted to please her almost as much as he needed to fulfill his lustful desires.

“Your job at the CIA, what is it that you do?” she asked, bending her upper body towards him. She planted her arms on either side of his head, swinging her breasts forward, and closer to his face. He stared at her chest and complied with her orders as best he could-

“I do software security for the whole system, making sure the firewall and anti-malware are up to date. I have to research the latest Trojans and computer viruses to make sure they don’t get inside our system.” Connor continued to stare at the hanging forbidden fruit above him, tantalizing him with its swaying motion.

“Yesss, you please me when you obey. Do you find pleasure in your submission?” she asked.

Connor felt so small underneath her bosom, “Yes, master” he admitted. Her long hair filled his peripheral vision, surrounding him with her presence.

“Tell me honestly- right now would you choose your goddess, or your fiancé” she asked, staring into his soul. Connor felt powerless underneath those primal eyes, and had to admit the truth-

“You, master.”

“Very good. I cannot accept you unless you commit yourself fully to me. Do you submit your will to me?”

“Yes, master” he breathed.

“Do you forsake your job, your fiancé, your life, for me?” She stroked his face with the back of her hand, and he shivered again.

“Yes, master.” He could feel his heart beat inside his cock, which strained for any kind of touch so that he could cum.

“Very good, servant. I have plans for you, and you will serve me well. Are you ready to cum for Sonja?”

“Yes, master. Please” he pleaded.

“Not just yet, my pet. I must test your loyalty before you are worthy of my sex.” Connor nodded his understanding.

Sonja reached into Connor’s pocket, pulling out his phone.

“This will be proof of your submission” she said, snapping selfies with his phone. Connor paid no attention to the phone, however, since Sonja had just whipped her luscious hair back behind her, distracting him. He continued to stare at her cleavage- how it seemed to grow and shrink with every breath Sonja took. The proportions of her chest to her waist were unreal, just like in the comics he read.

“Pledge yourself to me, convince me to give you release” she commanded.

“I swear loyalty to you, master. You are my goddess, the most gorgeous woman in all the world. I will worship you and follow you wherever you go. I forsake everything to be with you” Connor admitted. The sexual tension was becoming unbearable for him.

“Very good, my pet” she smiled. “You will be rewarded for your fealty.” Sonja bid Connor to slide up against the bed’s head piece, and brought him up so that his back was against it.

Straddling his lap, Sonja held the back of his neck, her tits only inches away.

“Bask in my sex, and feel your will submit to me as you do” she commanded. Before he could respond his assent, she closed his face into her deep cleavage, covering him fully with her flesh. At the same time, she grasped his cock with her other hand, stroking it slowly.

Since Connor had been ready to ejaculate for the past 5 minutes, this touch was all he needed to instantly climax.

“MMmmmm” was his muffled cry, as shots of cum erupted from his engorged penis. Although darkness surrounded his eyes, fireworks sparkled in his vision, and the ecstasy wracked his brain with pleasure.

Sonja felt his body spasm and twitch from orgasm, felt the moan vibrate through her breasts as she continued to hold him. Her hands became sticky with his hot man juice as she continued jerking him off, maximizing the pleasure he felt.

“Submit to me, slave” she whispered in his ear. Although Connor was too numb from orgasm to understand her, she knew his subconscious did.

“You will have no other woman besides me” she whispered again, “And I will share you with no one. You are mine, and mine alone.”

She felt his body calm down, and released him from her cleavage. His breathing was deep, his eyes closed in blissful recovery.

But Sonja’s commands did not relent, “Your will is mine, your body to do with as I please. You are engaged to me now, and will follow only me. You will forswear your fiancé, your job, and your friends, because I am the only one you need.” She looked at him, seeing some of his consciousness returning.

“Worship only me, and I will give you more pleasure than you can imagine. But you must obey me without question. Say it”

“I…obey” he managed to say.

“Tell me there is no other woman” she directed him.

“No…other…woman” he replied.

“You will leave Megan, to be with me” she commanded, grabbing ahold of his flaccid penis for greater effect.

“Leave…Megan…for you…master” he agreed.

“Good. Now I want you listen very closely to my voice. Follow it, and obey it without question. Do you understand?”

“Yes, master” was his monotone response.

Sonja smiled wickedly, feeling that he was ready for some hypnotic instructions. It was time to firmly supplant his psyche with one of her own choosing, making him into her permanent slave, mind and body.

Instead of sending Connor back to his house, Theodora kept him the whole night, indoctrinating his mind into full servitude. With the drugs she had laced in his drink, along with the mind-blowing climax she had given him, it was all too easy to induce a hypnotic state. Since his conscious mind had already chosen ‘Sonja’, it was also easy to make his subconscious submit to her as well.

Theodora didn’t even need to play the sexual tease game she was accustomed to with other men. Instead of using his subconscious to prevent climax and forcing him to choose sex over other obligations, Connor was easily swayed to choose Sonja over everything else in his life.

I had no idea his devotion to this Red Sonja character was so strong, Theodora thought. American men are so sex-craved; their sexual obsessions are perfect for someone like me.

Of course she had done her research, using Jeremy’s newfound relationship with Connor to learn about his interests. She discovered that he had a strange fascination with the Red Sonja character from the Conan the Barbarian storyline, and that he was familiar with every publication she was in.

It was only logical for Theodora to play the part of Red Sonja in real life, and the transformation wasn’t too difficult- she already had the body for it, she just needed some finishing touches. After some hair styling, and some clothes shopping, she knew she was ready. Dropping her accent for a more feminine one, she just needed to entice him enough to come to her apartment, which wasn’t hard with his drunken state and her charming looks.

Getting a hold of Megan’s phone wasn’t too difficult either- she had Jack to thank for that. Jack was, after all, a field agent with great sleight-of-hand.

Getting Connor to trust her enough to go along with the “open relationship” idea was the final hurdle, but no man was capable of withstanding her powers of seduction.

Sporting a size 32E, Theodora had a relatively small band size, but enormous bust. Having compared herself to other well-known celebrities, Theodora knew her bust was slightly larger than even the voluptuous American sex celebrity, Kim Kardashian. Theodora found that most men could not resist staring at her ample cleavage, and over half of her victims were dominated or seduced with her breasts.

Which was not to say that her ass was not impressive, either. Theodora also worked on her derriere, with beautifully pear-shaped 42″ hips. Her nicely rounded buttocks were perfect for causing men to not only notice her, but to follow her around like a mesmerized puppy. Although most men were fascinated with her chest, there were a lot of them that could be dominated with her ass, as well.

Her hourglass frame was complete with a toned and taut 28″ waist. Based on research, Theodora knew that the waist to hip ratio was one of the most important factors for men’s assessment of female reproductive value. By attaining a low ratio, Theodora was signaling to the lizard brain part of males that she was very desirable for sex.

Which was not to say that Theodora was only eye candy. Oh no, most of her allure came from her personality and how she utilized her talents to their fullest effects. A light caress here, a whiff of pheromones there, combined with her artful seduction techniques and director-like control of her environment, made her an irresistible goddess.

Theodora smiled as she watched Connor, still under hypnosis, repeating a mantra of complete submission to her. She wanted to accelerate the timetable on her plans in light of Connor’s malleability, and that meant cementing the new personality she created tonight.

She watched her newest toy with some measure of pride-

“I live to serve Theodora. She is my master. She controls my will. I will do as she asks, without question. Nothing arouses me except her. I love her and will kill for her. I live to serve Theodora…”

Feeling the complete domination of this man’s mind and body, Theodora felt a small rush of sensation from her nether lips. With each repetition of the mantra, it was sexual music to her ears-

“…except her. I love her and will kill for her…”

Theodora reached down with her hand to stroke herself-

Mmmmm, yes you will, my pet