The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Part 1, Cash Withdrawl

Kelly Howard was the only teller on duty. The bank manager was out and security was in the break room in the back having lunch. The bank hadn’t been busy recently do they cut down on the tellers on duty to save money.

Kelly sat down with her coffee and turned around in her chair. Kelly was startled to see 4 people clad in insulated coveralls, gloves, skull caps, sunglasses and face masks.

It was hard to determine hight, weight, or gender. No identifying marks. The one standing infront of the counter made no sounds they just slipped forward a note.

“Fill our bags with money from the counter or we will blow you and everyone in the building to hell”

Kelly, stared at the paper. The money was insured. She filled the 3 bags with all the money. She pressed the police alert button.

The four people quickly took the bags and left the bank. Kelly watched in amazement as one by one they jumped up placed on hand to the fence post and vaulted over in a smooth graceful movement.

They pulled off the skull caps, removed the sunglasses then unzipped the insulated coveralls and shucked off the boots. They gathered up the gear and put them into the empty lockers.

The four women were 18-19 years old. They wore black strech workout pants and hoodies with the Martin High School logo embossed on the back. They were fit, firm, and athletic. They were short all between 5 foot 2 to 5 foot 4 inches. They removed the bandanas they had been using as masks and placed them in their pockets.

In the distance they heard the sirens of the police car. The girls crossed the street to the village green. Across from the green, Martin High School had been released for half day and the 4 girls integrated with the other assembled students. The girls got on the arriving school busses and waited.

Across the street the police had rounded up the construction workers who were at lunch and saw nothing unusual.

The girls rode the bus. They didn’t say anything or even acknowledge each other’s existence.

The girls pressed the button for the next stop and exited the bus. The gym sat back away from the street. They went up to the second floor placed their backpacks on the floor and sat on the bench and awaited instructions.

A tall muscular asian woman and a short blonde woman carried the backpack into the next room dumping the money onto the empty table.

Dr. Harris entered the locker room. The girls still sat on the bench emotionless with a blank look on each of their faces.

“OK girls, you just had a nice relaxing workout. Time for a shower. He said with a sly smile.

One by one the girls rose, removed their clothes and stepped into the shower.

The water cascaded over their lithe, muscular bodies. Scrubbing themselves with soap and washing their hair.

A few minutes they emerged clad in towels. Drying their hair and bodies. He liked to watch the girls. His entranced fitness girls were for playing with.

The girls dressed and sat down more comfortable this time.”when I count to 3 you will wake up, you will think we just had a relaxation session and not remember the last few hours.”

Dr Harris counted. The girls woke up commenting on how they felt relaxed and stress free. They got up hugged the doctor, thanked him for the session, and went home.

Dr. Harris walk down the hall. Laura and Debbie were counting the money. He ran his hand across Laura’s hard ass and Debbie’s muscular legs.

The Asian fitness model and the blonde powerlifter had easy fallen under his control. He had been using both women as bodyguards, sex toys, and obedient servants.

This bank robbery was another step towards his eventual early retirement plan.

He walked into the room where Laura and Debbie were counting the money, not surprised that they had already finished. The two women had been his test subjects, his first victims who had fallen under his hypnosis control. He knew them since he had been their coach at their respected schools. Both girls didn’t have high self-esteem of their bodies, also their overstressed life as teenagers athletes had led them straight to his hypnosis sessions that had changed their lives forever.

He watched them as they finished counting the money. Their skimpy outfits didn’t leave much to the imagination, showcasing their perfectly toned and fit bodies.

“So, how much did we make today?” he asked, already knowing the answer.

“Nearly a hundred thousand dollars,” Laura replied, her almond shaped brown eyes sparkling with excitement and satisfaction.

Laura had been his first experiment—a tall and lean track athlete, who always felt insecure about her athletic and slender body.

Under his hypnosis sessions, he successfully changed her perspective on herself, teaching her to embrace her body and her sexuality, and in no time, she became his devoted lover and an obedient servant, doing anything he asked of her.

Debbie, on the other hand, was a short plump girl that under Dr Harris’s guidance had become a power lifter with muscular arms and legs. She was not the stereotypical beautiful woman, but Dr Harris found her attractive in her unique way. Through his hypnosis sessions, he had made her realized that she too could be desirable and worthy of attention. Debbie now embraced her muscular body and was proud to showcase it in her tight workout clothes.

Dr Harris, Thomas, as he preferred to be called, had started his practice as a sports therapist helping high school and college athletes to relieve their muscle tension and anxiety after strenuous games and events.

His techniques were unique, but they worked, and the athletes who went under his hypnosis sessions reported immediate relief and improved performance.

Word soon spread about Thomas’s peculiar but effective method, and soon the high school and college athletes were not the only ones seeking his help. Adults with anxiety disorders, insomnia, and stress-related conditions flocked to his practice, and Thomas became a sought-after therapist in the area.

However, Thomas had a different plan for his life. He was an ambitious man who wanted to retire early and live a comfortable life.

Part 2: Diamonds are forever

Amelia Chong was putting out the last tray of rings in the display case. She wondered to herself why Andre hadn’t arrived yet, probably stuck in traffic again.

A chime in the back room signaled her coffee had finished brewing. When she returned. 4 short people stood. It was impossible to discern their identity, gender, or anything else. They wore insulated coveralls, skull caps, sunglasses, and face masks obscuring their face.

The shortest one step forward and placed a note on the counter. “Give us the keys to the cases or we will smash them and you”

A few minutes later, Andre got out of his car and was knocked out with one punch. “Wow, really stealthy Deb” said the tall atheletic Philippino Woman wearing workout pants, sports bra, windbreaker and sunglasses. Deb shrugged. Debbie is a short blonde woman as wide as she was tall. Her workout pants showed off her firm legs, her well toned arms on full display.

Both women set Andre back into the front seat of his car and placed his sunglasses back on and locked the unconscious man in his car. They ran off to get the van from the gym.

Amelia watched in awe as the 4 people ran, jumped onto the top of a dumpster, then vaulted over the high fence without even touching the fence.

She couldn’t believe what was happening right before her eyes. They made it look so effortless, like it was something they had done a hundred times before.

2 blocks away a white van pulled out of the parking lot. A few minutes later the police stopped thr van trying to catch the Petite bandits.

“We are on our way back from a meet” Lauren said calmly. The officer opened the side sliding door of the van to discover 4 girls in leotards and sweatpants drinking from water bottles. The officer nodded to the girls and shut the door.

He walked back to his partner and shook his head.

“Not this one, on to the next one” the officer told his partner. The white van drove off, turning right onto the main road, blending in with the city traffic.

Later back at the gym, Thomas, Lauren, and Debbie sat down to divide the loot. They chuckled and joked about the ease of bypassing the cops. After all, who would suspect a group of petite gymnasts huh?

Thomas looked at his two accomplices with admiration. They were perfect candidates for his experiment. Both were hyper-anxious and always striving for perfection, whether during exercising or their competition performances.

In Thomas’s office the 4 girls stood at attention. Their eyes glazed over. “Good job ladies, you did perfect today” He said calmly. The girls smiled at his praise , as their bodies swayed slightly from side-to-side. Laid out on the table were the items they took from the jewelry store, diamonds, gold, and other expensive items.

The girls were unaware of what was happening, as they were still under his hypnotic control.

Thomas spent the last three years fine-tuning his method of hypnosis. The result was a group of young and fit athletes that he controlled through his clever use of words and phrases that affected their subconscious and made them his unwilling accomplices

The girls were the product of his experiment.

They were his masterpiece. Through his hypnosis, they had lost their autonomy and followed his every command without question. This gave Thomas a dangerous and twisted sense of power. He scooped up a handful of diamonds and let the sparkle against the light. The jewelry store robbery was only the beginning. Thomas had grand plans for the girls’ abilities and he knew they would bring him the fortune he desired.

As the girls stepped outside, their minds returned to normal. They each thought they were at a gymnasts meet. Other than that they didn’t remember much of it. They were programed to dismiss the memory loss as performance anxiety. Thomas ensured that they remained unaware of their involvement in his crime spree.

Emily stood outside and waited for her step-mom to pick her up. The other girls had left. Dina lived just blocks away and decided to walk. Kelly Howard drove up in her beat up Toyota and they drove off.

Part 3, Uneven Bars

Kelly drove down the side streets. “You know, the still don’t have any suspects” Kelly told her stepdaughter. Emily pulled out her hair tie, and shook out her long brown hair. “Are you even listening to me?” Kelly growled.

Emily rolled her eyes “ya, mom. I’m listening. Maybe they had superpowers and they vanished into thin air.” Emily said in a matter-of-fact tone.

Kelly raised an eyebrow, “Superpowers? Really?” she asked, smiling.

Emily shrugged, “Why not? You heard what those people did. I mean, vaulting over fences like that? That’s not normal.”

Kelly chuckled, “Well, maybe they’ve just been practicing a lot. And besides, I don’t think superpowers are real, sweetie.”

Emily sighed, “I guess you’re right.” Then her phone rang. “No I’m not home yet, yes, back roads. No she thinks it’s faster” Emily smiled.

“OK which one?” Asked Kelly “Dina, she needed help with last night’s project” Emily said thinking fondly of her friend.

“You spend all your time with them. We hardly ever see you anymore.” Kelly said pulling into her parking space. “They are part of my team at the gym, we are like sisters. " Emily said getting out of the car.

She looked at her step-mother, her long brown hair cascading down her shoulders. Kelly noticed the look, she smiled and said, " you look great honey, college suits you.” Emily smiled, her perfect white teeth gleaming in the sunlight. She thanked her step-mother, before closing the door and walking towards the front door.

“All right hun, grab a shower and we can eat. Your dad is working late tonight” Kelly said. Emily’s father was a police officer and they were working late on the Petite bandit case.

The police were stumped and had no leads on the suspects. Emily dad took it personally since his wife was working at the bank when the Bandits hit.

Emily entered the house and went straight to the shower. She let the hot water wash away the anxiety from the day. She thought about the Petite bandits and how they vaulted over the fence with ease. Emily had never heard of anything doing something like that before.

Her stepmother thought the bandits were women. Her dad thought they were from a carnival that came through town a week ago.

Kelly wasn’t buying it either. The bandits had a professional touch to them, and she knew her husband couldn’t just dismiss it like that.

As Emily stepped out of the shower, she glanced at her phone again. A group text from Monica, Dina, and Kristen. A text from Lauren, Dr. Harris’s assistant congratulating the girls on the meet earlier in the day

Emily made her way to her bedroom and threw on some sweats and a tee then ran downstairs for pork chops with her stepmother.

Emily did dishes then voice chatted with Dina on their homework. The stripped down to her underwear and went to bed.

Emily dreamed of sex with a man, she could feel his weight on her. She gasped as he entered her. As she orgasmed over and over again she looked up to see Dr. Harris. Thomas held her as he kissed her. Emily could feel his tongue in her mouth.

When Emily woke up, she was covered in sweat. The sheets in a tangled pile next to the bed.

The other three girls had the same dream. They wouldn’t tell each other.

Dr. Harris however was busy. His was taking Lauren from behind while she ate Debbie out. The two women moaned in pleasure as Thomas reached his climax. He pulled out of Lauren and turned her over, mounting her and sliding back in for another round. He reached forward and pinched Debbie’s nipples, causing her to gasp and shiver with delight. The three of them continued their lovemaking until the early hours of the morning.

They fell asleep in a tangle of limbs, exhausted but fulfilled on a pile of money.

Part 4, the shiny penny

Dina paced in her bedroom. Her family moved from a large city to this small town. Her parents thought the smaller town would be less stress and anxiety for the college freshman.

The wheels in Dina’s mind didn’t stop. She thought about grades, her gymnasts routine, she needed to impress a sponsor.

Her session with Dr. Harris had made the wheels bareable for a few days. She knew her friends had similar issues that made them closer.

Emily’s stepmother’s bank had been hit by the Petite bandits. Dina hoped she was OK. That must have been horrifying

Monica and Kristen walked through Martin High School. Monica had to get through this High school. Her mind raced with graduating, moving away from her friends, finding a new gym.

Monica was Kristen’s cousin. Kristen was like Monica’s sister. Steering her cousin through high school too it’s tole on Monica’s anxiety. Kristen got into gymnasts because of Monica.

A few hours later, the 4 women stood at attention. Their eyes as blank as their minds. No thoughts, no anxiety, nothing to worry about. Dr. Harris whispered in their ears. His words were a warm blanket to their souls.

The women were nude. Thomas’s eyes wandered across their bodies. He was afraid they were still virgins and fucking them would make them question the reality he had created in their subconscious.

He didn’t have to touch the girls. Lauren and Debbie provided that role to him. Both women had been bent by Thomas so much they barely remembered their pasts. As far as they knew they had been with Thomas all their life.

Their love and devotion to the doctor was unquestionable. He owned them, heart, body, and soul.

Dr. Harris admired his creations. They served a purpose, a dark and twisted purpose. He had developed a system of command phrases that, when activated, would trigger the desired behaviors in each girl.

Lauren and Debbie were at his beck and call. Dr. Harris liked that, having two beautiful and physically fit women at his disposal. He felt like a king.

Thomas had planned the bank robbery meticulously.

The Petite Bandits would get in and out and blend in with the other high school students waiting for the busses. His bandits would wear school uniforms under their coveralls. Nobody would suspect a thing.

The bandits never hit a target more than once and never the same type of target in a row.

The girls had no idea they were the bandits. Their bodies moved automatically. No mind, no fear, they carried out their objectives with ruthless efficiency.

They were programed to fight if necessary. Their bodies a weapon concealed to their waken minds.

Part 5, Fools Gold

Officer Mark Thompson sat in the car. His partner was getting coffee. To Mark this was personal. The Petite Bandits that’s what the local newspaper called them had threatened his wife when they hit the first bank.

Mark was texting his wife Kelly . He promised to be careful and he would probably be home for dinner.

Mark’s theory was the bandits were carnival performers. Contortionists and tumblers.

As Mark looked up. 4 people in insulated coveralls, skull caps, sunglasses, boots, and full backpacks stormed out of the bank

It was go time. Mark stepped out of car “Freeze!” He yelled pulling out his gun and flashing his badge.

To his shock the people accelerated, rushing towards him. One slide between his legs into a roll got up and continued. As he looked down a second one rolled over his back and continued running. The third jumped rolling over the roof, down the trunk, and then continued running.

The final one, the tall one hit Mark with a leg sweep then drilled him in the face with a knee driving his head into the side of the car knocking him out instantly.

Mark’s partner found him minutes later on the ground. The bandits no where in site. Their coveralls were found on a clothes line a few blocks up.

As the police searched for the Bandits, Martin High School was released. The girls in their school uniforms got on the bus like nothing happened.

The police were clueless and had no idea who the Petite Bandits were. The only evidence left behind was a few drops of blood that fell out of Mark’s nose when he got hit found on the discarded coveralls.

The girls got off the busses, entered the gym, dropped off their full backpacks, and went to the second floor locker room.

They discarded their uniforms and stood at attention. “Great job team” Dr Harris said excited. The girls smiled. Emily stood at attention, her knee was swollen. Dr. Harris looked confused. " What happened puppet? Did someone injure you?”

“Someone tried to prevent our return. I was forced to take him out” Emily said mechanically.

Emily had no idea she had attacked her father or she had knocked him out. She had no idea she was injured.

“I see. Well, don’t worry about it. We’ll get you taken care of. In the meantime, let’s clean up that knee.” Thomas laid a comforting hand on Emily’s shoulder, guiding her out of the locker room.Lauren and Debbie assisted Emily then wrapped her knee.

“No, no I’m OK. I fell from the uneven bars and spiked my knee on the ground. Just a bad bruise I will be OK. How is my dad?” Emily said to her Stepmother over the phone.

“He has a concussion. We are waiting to get checked out. One of those bandits drove his head into the side of the car.” Kelly said sobbing.

“OK, let me know. I will get a ride home with Monica.” Emily said.

Monica hugged her friend. Then helped her into the back seat of her mother’s car.

Thomas watched the girls leave. Then turned to Lauren laying naked on a pile of money. Debbie was kneeling between Lauren’s legs, her head bobbing up and down. Thomas watched in amazement, proud of his creations. He had created the perfect criminal machines, all while helping these girls overcome their anxieties. It was a win-win situation for everyone involved.

Except for the people who had their businesses robbed, of course. But they didn’t matter in Thomas’s twisted world view. They were just pawns in his game of power and control.

As the sun began to rise, Thomas knew it was time to wrap things up.

Part 6, Know when to fold

“Today is the small town of Saint Martin, police have arrested 4 construction workers in the Petite Bandit case.” Said the news reporter.

“The Bandits immigrated to this country and met though a local football/soccer team.” The reporter continued.

“The construction yard was central to all the places hit by the bandits. The workers sought to escape their station in life. " finished the reporter. “Now to the studio, back to you Kim. ”

“I hope that makes you feel better, Dad” said Emily with a smile.

“It would have made me feel better if they were from the carnival. Now I owe Jimmy $20.” Mark said grumpily.

Kelly laughed passing Emily an ice bag for her knee and one for Mark’s head.

Emily was home for her injured knee and her father was home until he passed concussion protocols. She sat on the couch in the family room with her laptop open, typing away at her research paper. She had to admit that she was grateful for the quiet time at home. Being in college had its perks, but sometimes she missed the comfort of her own home.

As she typed away, her phone buzzed with a text message from Dina. The girls had planned to hang out that evening, but Dina was still unsure if she could make it. Emily reassured her that there wasn’t any rush and to take her time.

She couldn’t blame her friend for being hesitant, Dina’s family had only recently moved to this small town from the city, and the adjustment had been challenging. Emily remembered how she had felt when she first arrived in this town, the anxiety and stress she experienced as she tried to make new friends and find her place in this unfamiliar environment. It wasn’t easy, but she was grateful that she had found solace in sports and the support of her teammates.

As Emily continued to work on her research paper, she couldn’t shake off the feeling that something was missing.

Dr. Harris sat at his desk. He had sacrificed members of his soccer team to protect his bandits. It would be easy for the police to believe a group of immigrants trying to steal to survive in a new country.

4 brainwashed high school and college students would lead to him and a ton of jail time for him. But Thomas Harris saw himself as untouchable. He wanted power and wealth and would stop at nothing to achieve it.

“Don’t worry hun, Lauren and I would do anything to protect you” said Debbie with a wink.

Lauren smiled and flexed her muscles. Her white bikini hung in contrast to her tan skin.

The bulge of Lauren’s muscles was evident even underneath the surface of her smooth skin. Those muscles had been formed and sharpened under the watchful eye of Dr. Harris. He had turned her into a machine, a machine that obeyed his every command without hesitation.

Dr. Harris had his money secured. He bandits were protected. He set up the soccer team to take the fall. It was time to retire. He purchased a nice house in the south where it didn’t drop below 50 degrees. He would take his two thralls.

Without his constant programing his bandits would revert to their old selves. His programing had been submerged deep within their subconscious and with his words they were useless.

He had Lauren and Debbie put his bags in the car and the drove south into retirement.