The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Tom looked across the table at the middle age woman and smiled, “Of course Madam Han, I’m well versed in international trade law, that’s why you contacted me isn’t it?”

The question had come through the translator she was using, but he could guess what she was trying to get at, but she needed to say it first.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t quite translate that correctly.” the translator said.

“Madam Han is asking if you know how to get around international trade law.”

“You’ll have to be most specific, I’m afraid.”

“Ah, she asks if you can smuggle something in to or out of the US.”

Tom’s smile grew wider, since the fiasco with the North Korean’s his firm had taken a step back from international trade deals, but since it was a large part of his clients, that had left a pretty big gap in his billable hours.

The firm wasn’t concerned with that, they knew in a few years they’d be back at it and Tom’s experience would serve them well. So they didn’t mind carrying him, but the lack of hours had hit his own wallet quite hard and when the opportunity came up to expand in to some new areas, he’d taken it.

The last few months he’d been working his way up the ladder from brokering some small time deals to having the clout to do more.

“Yes, I can help with that Madam Han.” he replied, taking a sip from his drink.

As it turned out, Madam Han wasn’t interested in smuggling in some fake clothes or other counterfeit items, she was looking at doing some human smuggling.

He had of course suspected as much, he’d done a bit of research on Madam Han before he’d agreed to the meeting. He was in Hong Kong finishing up one of the old deals for the firm and when she had reached out to him, it didn’t take long to find out her business was prostitution.

She’d started out in, of all places, North Korea where she had grown a large prostitution ring and become one of the most respected underworld leaders. However, when the government had arrested her an thrown her in jail, she’d lost much of her power.

After that her past had gotten murky, until she’d shown up in Hong Kong with a group of prostitutes and the force of will to break in to the high-end escort business. It was rumored several of her competitors had disappeared by her hand since she had arrived and now it looked like she was looking to expand.

He had just the right contact in mind for a job like this and he was sure he could broker a deal that would benefit all of them.

Tom extended his hand, the briefcase full of diamonds in it, to the smuggler he’d been negotiating with for the last several days. The man was in a suit and tie, but his impressive frame left no room for doubt that he could handle himself if things got messy.

Not that that was likely to happen with the three armed guards that stood around him, but Tom had learned quickly that men in this profession took their security seriously and so he paid it little attention.

“All in order then?” he asked as the other man opened the case and checked the merchandise.

“Looks good. We cast off a week Friday, make sure everyone is on board before 5pm.”

“Will do, pleasure doing business with you.”

Tom left, quite a bit lighter in the wallet, but that was only a temporary state. Once Madam Han paid his “commission” and expenses, he’d be fine.

Tom watched the cruel smile of Madam Han unfurl at the news. It was a smile of the cat that had just ate the birdy and Tom suspected whatever she was playing at was more than just sending a few prostitutes to the US, or bringing a few back for that matter.

“As promised, your fee.” the translator said, handing over a large satchel in which he could see bundles of US currency.

“A pleasure doing business with you Madam Han. If you ever need anything else...”

“Yes, speaking of pleasure, would you be interested in something... on the house?” the translator said, handing him a leather-bound book.

Tom didn’t mix business and pleasure usually, but since his business was concluded, he saw no reason not to take advantage of the offer. He took the book and opened it.

“Yes, I think I will.” he replied, flipping through several pages of beautiful Asian women, dressed provocatively in various poses. Along side the main photo was a list of some kind, he recognized the lines of prices well as some of the obvious “options” listed, but others were a mystery to him.

He flipped to the next page and a stunning blonde was pictured, she was clearly Caucasian and oozed sex appeal. It took him a moment, but he finally recognized her.

He raised an eyebrow and looked over at Madam Han, who’s Cheshire grin had been replaced with an innocent smile that he didn’t believe for a moment.

“And this one...” he asked.

“Ah yes. Madam Han picked this whore up in North Korea. Madam Han says she is very well used now and caters to men’s... peculiarities.” the translator said, pointing to one of the photo’s where she was bound and gagged.

“Yes, I think she’ll do.” he replied, hand the book hack and standing up.

Ali sat on the couch as the door opened and in walk Tom, the man that had start all of this in motion. Her heart started to race and feeling she hadn’t felt in a long time welled up inside of her; shame, fear and panic.

“Hello Alison.”

“To...” she started but she couldn’t finish his name, “Mr. Richard.” she finished instead.

“You know, the story of how you went from a high priced international lawyer to a fetish model in Honk Kong is a story I’m going to enjoy hearing at some point, but right now I just don’t care. Right now I’m just wondering why you got such small tits.” he said, walking over to the couch and grabbing one of her breasts and squeezing it.

“I’m sorry Mr. Richard, please don’t complain. I’ll make it up to you while your in Hong Kong.” she nearly begged him. Her face was flush, her heart was racing, Madam Han had told her she would have a special client today and it was important he was fully satisfied with her when he left.

“Anything I want? No limits?” he asked, taking her chin in his hand and tilting it up.

“No limits Mr. Richard.” she said nodding.

“I really don’t know where you got this reputation as a hard negotiator.... I advise you to be a good girl or Madam Han will know how disappointed I was.”

Ali nodded as Tom ran his thumb over her brightly painted lips and then stuck in to her mouth. She wrapped her lips around it and sucked as hard as she could, eager to please her client.

Tom returned several times that week, each time he explored every inch of her body, each time finding new ways to humiliate her. And each time she cried out in pleasure as he used her body for his own enjoyment.

Tom looked across the desk at Madam Han, he’d just finished his last session with Alison and the memory of her bound and gagged as he fucked her ass still brought a smile to his face.

“You wanted to see me before I left Madam Han?”

“Yes, would you be interested in working with me on another project, something more lucrative in the long run?” the interpreter spoke after Madam Han had finished.

Tom raised an eyebrow, “That sounds suspiciously like not being profitable in the short run.” he replied.

Madam Han gave a small chuckle before replying, “Yes, that’s true, but someone who can see the advantages of a long-term strategy like yourself may find it interesting.”

“I’m listening.”

“I came from North Korea to Hong Kong because the authorities had clamped down on my business. In North Korea, the government is very strict, very harsh in it’s punishment. But here, officials are easily bribed with tender flesh and soft whispers.

I will soon have Hong Kong under my thumb, but I want to expand, take my business global. I’ve already started to move in to Russia, it’s borders are so full of holes I don’t even have to bribe anyone, but Europe and America are harder. For that, I’ll need to move people and cash in to those countries, which is where you come in.”

Tom smiled, he knew Madam Han was ambitious but the scope of her plans did intrigue him.

“And what would be in it for me?”

“My business is constrained, at the moment, for cash. I have many, irons in the fire, if you will. In the short term, I can cover direct expenses, but no more. In the longer term, I will need trusted allies in each of the countries I operate to handle the day to day work. They would pay a franchise fee to me, the rest would be for themselves.”

Tom considered it for a moment, “To be clear, I would have the North American territory, all of it?”

“Yes.” Madam Han responded directly.

“It seems like a lot of risk up front.”

“Of course, but without risk, there is no reward. Perhaps there is something I can offer to reduce the stress.”

Tom knew she was offering Alison to him and that did sounds like a very good idea, but if everything went as planned, he’d have as much booty as he could handle at his beck and call.

“Alison would be interesting, but I’m more interested in what you did to make that stuck-up bitch in to a mewing slut.”

It was Madam Han’s turn to raise an eyebrow, “Knew you smart.” she spoke in her own voice.

Madam Han looked over to the interpreter and waved her away, the other woman quickly left the room and closed the door behind her.

“Big secret, you keep?” Madam Han said, her expression turning serious, almost dangerous.

“Yes, I can keep your secret.” he nodded.

“Ok.” she responded and pulled out a small vile from her desk drawer.

“Powerful drug, make whores horny for it. Make whores need it. Put it on pussy, dick, whores go nuts for it.”

Tom looked at the vile, “How does it effect men?” he asked.

“No problem. No effect.”

“So you apply it to yourself, then have sex with the woman you want and she’ll become addicted to it.”

“Yes.”

“But how did you get Alison to become Ali? It’s not like she’s getting her fix from me.”

“Drug make whore pliant, easy to change. Then two ways. First, give order, no sex until complete. Whores learn to obey, soon not question any order.”

“And the second?”

“Take away.” Madam Han said, shaking the vile.

“Whores need it, day, two most, beg for it. Agree to anything. Whores really broken then. Make them anything after that.”

“I see, and if I took Alison back with me, how would I get more of that?”

“No need, once broken, wean off it. Whore not know difference, lick pussy without just as good as with now.”

“Alright, you have a deal as long as I can get some of that, enough for at least one woman.”

Madam Han’s Cheshire grin returned as she stood up and extended her hand.

“Deal.” she said as they shook.

Ali watched Tom hand an envelope full of money to Madam Han and in return receive a thin envelope back.

Her stomach was twisting in knots as he walked over to her.

“Do you know what this is?” he asked.

Ali hesitated only a second, “My... my... ownership.”

“And what just happened?”

“You... bought me.”

“What does that make me now?”

“My owner.” she said as a wave of pleasure washed over her and she almost lost her balance as the orgasm spread throughout her body.

“Good, come with me.” he said and walked out of the condo’s front door. Ali raced behind to keep up, her towering heels made it hard to move fast but she did her best.

They walked through the hallway, past the elevators and around the corner all the way to the other side of the elevators, where the freight elevator was open and waiting.

Inside was a familiar crate and Ali almost bumped in to Tom as he stopped just in front of it.

“Well, get in.” he commanded, pointing at the crate.

She stepped in and lowered herself down, finding the dildo on the floor, she quickly placed it in her pussy, then took the second dildo in to her mouth and felt the familiar headphones rest against her head.

She pushed down on the dildo and the memories of the last time flooded back as the same words played over the headphones.

The only difference was Madam Han’s face no longer came to her when she thought of her owner, Tom’s did.

Ali felt the box being moved, first down the elevator, then in to a truck, across several roads and then, when she heard the aircraft landing, she surmised she was at the airport. Her crate was jostled around for quite a bit, but she never heard more than one or two people talking so she just assumed she was not in the main terminal.

By the time she was finally loaded on to a aircraft, she could heard the barking of dogs and other animals and she knew she was in the cargo bay of a plane. She’d been loaded with the other livestock, just another animal being taken somewhere by its owner.

Her pussy buzzed as the vibrator came to life as the thought of Tom fixed firmly in her mind.

The flight had been long and afterwards there had been a drive until her crate had finally been moved down a set of stairs and left alone.

A short while later Tom opened the crate and Ali looked up at her owner and smiled, an orgasm washing over her as he brushed her sweat stained hair back from her face.