The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Experiences II

BY Baubleheadz

Experiences of Kim

I must have passed out; I felt hands on me... at least 4, but who could count when waking up like this. I could not see, still blindfolded, but that did not seem to matter.

I was coming too. I noticed that I was on what felt like a bed. I was still happily naked. Jamie told me to keep my eyes shut, and she took off my blindfold. I sat up Indian style. She pulled my hair back on my head. As she pulled I could hear her cutting most of my hair off. If felt so light, free from that weight. It felt like my hair was now just barely below my ears. Jamie placed something over my head, it smelled of new leather. Whatever it was seemed to cover everything except my mouth. I heard Jamie tell me to open my mouth, and I felt her place something between my teeth. Once fastened, I could not close my mouth. I half expected this to be a ball gag, but this was more like a big soft ring. All of this felt very well secured, especially once I heard a small lock snap behind my head.

Jamie started talking at me. “Now no one will know who you are, and you will be just a sex toy, a living fuck doll. Jason and I are going to have a party tonight for the ball game, and you will be a side dish. You will stay in this room, blinded, and you will do whatever anyone asks of you. The ring gag in your mouth should make sure that you will take anything anyone puts in there without a fight. No matter what, you will not speak or even let any noise out of your mouth, not even to moan.”

“Ok here are the rules to our little game. I am inviting every horny man and woman I know, and I’m inviting your husband, he will have first shot at you if he so chooses. He will not know who you are, and the room will be pitch black with the lights off. The good part for you; if he chooses not to partake in this free sex with what he thinks is a stranger, we will let you free after the party and no one will get to use you during it. We even thought of a bonus, if your husband does accept but realizes that the “living fuck doll” is you, even though he was ready to cheat on you with a stranger, we will let you go, same as if he refuses.”

“BUT if your husband effectively cheats on you WITH you and does not realize who you are solely by touch and smell, then every man and woman at the party will be allowed to come in here to do whatever they want for however long they like. The lights will be turned on for everyone but your husband. Condoms will be optional.”

I heard her rustling with some paper bag, and then felt something land on my lap. Kim said “There, some toys for our guests to use on you.” I reached forward and felt around. The bondage hood on my head prevented my sight, but I could feel a few large dildos, a strap-on, condoms, some weird metal contraptions, and a couple other odds and ends.”

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Experiences of Jamie

The party was set, I had a lot of friends coming, and most of these were guys that had been trying to get in my pants for years. The first guests arrived, most of the guys leaning in for a nice hug, just an excuse to get close to me. Jason was there through all of it though, and the guys quickly took their eyes off me when they found out Jason was my date. A couple of my girlfriends showed up, then a couple more guys. The party was getting started; everyone was working on their first or second beers. The first batch of baked salsa chip dip was gone and the game was about to start. During the game I took leave and went to visit KimBitch.

“Your husband is here, and he’s only had one drink, this should be a fair test for you. From this moment on you are not allowed to talk, or make any vocal sounds at all. When your husband comes in here you will sit on the edge of the bed, and wait for him to instruct you what to do. You will do whatever you are told, and you will not make any signals or signs that you are trying communicate with any person that enters this room. You are a Living Fuck Doll, you are a sex slave, and you will act that way. Living Fuck Dolls do not communicate in any way; they just fuck, and fuck the best they can. You will enjoy everything that happens to you, you will orgasm often, and once a man or woman has finished with you, you will clean them off with your mouth. Then you will sit back on the edge of the bed and wait for the next person to come and use you. Any questions? Of course not. Now sit on the bed and wait.”

I left her there and went back to the game. I went out to the party, and found Greg, Kim’s husband. I beckoned him to come to me and he followed me into the bathroom.

“What are we doing in here?” he said with a dirty smirk.

“I have a present for you.”

“Not another pair of panties, that got me in a lot of trouble last time.” he joked.

“No, I have way better than that this time, since the game is almost done, and I know you were not watching it anyways, I figured I’d give you first shot at my new toy. No one out in the party knows who you are, and no one can tell your wife.”

Greg just looked at me with a puzzled, yet excited look.

“In the other room I have a “Living Fuck Doll”. She’s a real human sex slave that will do anything you want. She fucking SMOKIN’ HOT, and she’s horny and ready for anything you tell her to do.”

He looked me up and down, trying to size me up. “Well I don’t know about that, seems shady too me.”

“Now have I ever played a joke on you? Have I ever lied to you? You can trust me this is for real, and you will fucking love it.” I replied.

He quickly responded, “Let me see her, ‘seeing IS believing after all’.”

“Unfortunately I can’t let you see her; it’s to protect her identity. But you can go into the room with her and ‘see’ that she’s for real. If you walk in and don’t like what is going on, you can leave and no one in the party will even know you knew about this.”

I continued to speak before he could argue, “Just walk in there with your eyes shut, the room is pitch black. Once the door is closed you can do anything you want. She is sitting on the edge of the bed, just waiting for a good fucking.”

“Well ok, I guess I can take a look.” he said, very reluctantly.

I walked him to the door, and briefed him on the rules. “The lights may never come on under any circumstances, she will not speak or communicate in any way, she is a good sex slave and she will stay in character no matter what. She’s your Living Fuck Doll. Oh, one last thing, you can not cum in her cunt, we have other guests you know. You must cum with your prick in her mouth so she can drink it up and not make a mess of herself. Now close your eyes, no peeking, I’m serious.”

I opened the door, and shoved him in. Now I’ll just have to wait and see what happens.

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Experiences of Greg

I was pushed in, the door was closed, and I opened my eyes. Although that was unless, when Jamie had said pitch black, she had meant it! I heard breathing in the middle of the room. I walked forward, expecting the worst. “This whole thing just HAD to be a practical joke.” I thought to myself. When I got close to the breathing I reached for where I figured the shoulder would be, bracing for the scare of my life.

My bad aim was a pleasant mistake to say the least; I had aimed for the shoulders, but had found something a bit softer, a nice soft breast, nipple erect. I heard a gasp of air from her. Still not believing this to be for real, my first reaction was to reach between her legs. I had to prove to myself that this was not a prank, and that this was really a female. I felt down below, and felt a shaved pussy. “Thank God.” I thought, I almost expected someTHING else. This was defiantly a woman.

“Stand up”

She stood. I put my hands, more accurately this time, on her shoulders. I began tracing my hands over her flesh and making a mental image of her body in my head. She was, as Jamie had said, SMOKIN! Her form was perfect, and she smelled great, she was wearing my favorite perfume. I checked her whole body over. While feeling her sex lips, I accidentally slipped my finger between and found that she was very wet and very horny. Wow this girl really wanted it bad! If I had not had a hard-on already, I might have busted a seam on my pants with the sudden surge of lust I felt. Recomposing myself, I started to trace a finger up her neck.

That is when I found that she was not totally naked. She had a leather head piece completely covering her head, I could not even feel any hair it was so tightly sealed. I did find that she was blindfolded, and a ring gag securely holding her mouth open. The whole thing was locked on with a small metal lock. I put my finger that had slipped into her slit into her mouth and her tongue traced over my finger cleaning it off.

Man she smelled nice, and felt awesome. I wanted her BAD. But what should I do? “This is the point of no return.” I said out loud. I realized that up to now, although I had gone a bit far, had been in exploration of my surroundings, and I could see no moral problem with what I had done.... so far...

“Well, just a blowjob then, that can’t be TOOOO bad?” Not like my wife is going to find out, and not like I’m actually fucking anyone... This can’t be THAT bad, can it?

Before I had even had time to finish my thought, she had my pants around my ankles and she was slowly, teasingly licking up the bottom of my shaft. I felt one of her hands travel down my leg to the ankle, then her hand was gone and I could hear her playing with herself as she put me into her mouth. It was kind of odd, not the feeling of a normal blowjob, not fucking her lips (and teeth like some women), but fucking the much softer back of her throat. It felt great. She grabbed my hand and put it on the back of her head, putting pressure on my hand, pressing her face into my stomach. It didn’t take me long to realize what she wanted. I grabbed the back of the leather hood and started fucking her head, pressing myself as deep as I could go. I would pump a few times, and then plunge as deep as I could and just hold myself there feeling her “swallowing”, her muscles massaging me. Pulling out now and then and letting her breath and gasp for air, she kept putting be back in her mouth and pressing on my hand again.

I wish I could stay in her longer. Letting her have air now and then, I could not get off, and I needed more stimulation! I grabbed the sides of her head and lifted, as she stood up. In the dark I forgot, and I went to kiss her, finding that the ring gag was not the most comfortable thing to kiss. I needed release; this whole situation was so fucking HOT. I could do anything I wanted, and I could not think of a thing! I stood up with my chest to hers and I let my hands wander again, pinching her nipples, playing with her belly button, cupping her ass.

“I should leave” I told myself, “I’ve gone too far.” My brain was numb from lust and desire! I wanted her bad; I wanted to fuck her deep and hard, and I wanted to hear her cum! I went to push her towards the bed to sit down so I could think for a moment, but she took the wrong cue. I reached forward to grab a nipple while I thought, and I instead found her bent over the bed with her ass sticking straight up at me. I didn’t even think, I just acted. My finger found home and I felt how HOT she was inside, so wet. I moved forward and slammed home. I was not even thinking. I was just slamming. She came almost instantly and kept orgasming and spasming the whole time. Slamming hard, making her whole body move forward with each thrust and she was thrusting back at me like she was in heat. It didn’t take long before I was about to pop.

“Quick, kneel on the ground.”

I stuck my dick in her mouth as deep as it would go, and came, and came, in torrents. I could feel her throat swallowing, and she didn’t miss a drop. I flopped down on the bed, and she joined me, running her hand up and down my back and thighs as I laid there.

A few minutes later my mind started to clear, and I realized what I had done, and for a second, I almost panicked. I quickly realized that no one would know about this except me and Jamie, my wife would never find out. I thought about my wife, she had changed over the last couple of years, turning to an ice queen. Especially after she found about the panties Jamie had gifted to me.

Thinking about my wife made my head clear up even more. How much this girl was like my wife. Except my wife was not this thin it seemed, she felt close to the same height, and she smelled the same with this perfume on. Amazing how the mind can play tricks on you in the dark. The only thing that stopped me from thinking it was my wife, even for a second was that this girl was submissive, my wife was not, and she would never swallow cum. My wife also would not deep throat, not that she couldn’t, but she choose not too starting the day after our wedding.

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Experiences of Jamie

“So you cum slut, Greg didn’t even realize who he was in here with. I’m actually surprised; I thought he was a reasonably intelligent and observant man. I’m not surprised though that he stayed in here as long as he did, I never did put much stock in his faithfulness to you. That is the one thing that has always turned me off too him.”

I made Kim describe a moment to moment replay of what happened.

“Well dear, I think you are in for a night then, I’m going to take each guy in the party aside one at a time and give them there chance with you. I really had hoped Greg would have figured this all out so I could let you go. This is my payback for what you did to me. And my friend’s pleasure will be your payback to me for giving you the opportunity to see what kind of man your husband is.”

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Experiences of Kim

I heard Jamie open the door, and the light switch clicked on, I was still blinded though. I got up and sat down on the edge of the bed. I was so horny. What would the next guy do?! The door closed and I was alone for a few minutes.

Soon enough though the door opened, and the silent stranger walked in and pressed my shoulder back onto the bed. They spread my legs, and without missing a beat went down on me. It was heaven, no one had ever given me that kind of pleasure, this person really knew what they where doing. After a while, and my countless orgasms, they stood up and lead me to follow. I stood up, and they turned me, then had me kneel. From here they forced me into the doggy position and I waited for the entry. I heard some rustling, and felt something press into my pucker. It didn’t take more than 3 inches of it to realize it was a well lubricated anal plug. That was not a shock, but what came next was the real shocker:

They moved in for a good fucking. “Your gonna like this Bitch.” she said as the she pressed a huge strap-on deep into my sex.

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