The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Grimoire

DISCLAIMER: The following is a work of fiction and any resemblance between characters in this work and actual persons living or dead is entirely coincidental. This work contains scenes of explicit sex and is intended for the entertainment of adults only.

Chapter 2 – Home Sweet Home

It had been only yesterday that Mark had bound his sister’s will, and already he was moving his plans into overdrive. He and Allie has both faked sick in the morning, and his parents and sister had left them alone in the house, while they continued with their day. Usually Mark would take advantage of the situation and sleep late, but he had a lot to fit into his day. His first order of business was to strip his sister down to a thong.

“Now that we have improved your attire, let’s get down to business. I have work for you today, and you will do all that I ask of you. Every time you follow one of my commands, your pussy will tingle and your nipples will harden. Do you understand?”

Allison nodded, and Mark couldn’t help but notice her nipples were already hard enough to cut glass.

“I need something that has come from mom and dad’s body. Hair, blood, a fingernail. You will search their bedroom and bathroom and find something from each of them. You will also look through ever inch of their room, looking for anything sexual. Tapes, magazines, toys, clothing. You have two hours. I will be down stairs watching TV. Go.”

Allison shivered and ran off to her parent’s room. Mark made his way downstairs and was halfway through watching Pulp Fiction when he realized Allie was standing next to him. At her feet was a large cardboard box. Mark glanced as his watch and saw that it had been exactly two hours.

“Good work cunt, right on time. Take off your panties.”

Allison did as she was told without complaint, and mark noticed she looked a little flushed as she complied.

“Does it feel good to obey?”

“Yes Mark. But…”

“But?”

“I… need more, I need your cum… it hurts without it…”

Mark couldn’t help but laugh.

“A cum junkie already, huh. Don’t worry; you’ll get your fix in a minute. First show me what you found.”

Allison smiled, something Mark hadn’t seen since he took her, and started pulling items out of the box.

The first item was a ziplock bag. In it were several hairs, dark brown in color, and a spent condom.

“These came off of dads comb, and the garbage”.

Mark smiled, “I guess Dad had a good time last night. Is the condom full?”

“Some had leaked out into the basket, but its still got plenty in it”.

“Good. The hair is all I need so, go ahead and suck it down.”

“What?” said his sister, a shocked look on her face. But her hands were already moving. She took out the condom, tilted her head back, and squeezed the cum out into her mouth. Even from a few feet away Mark could smell it. Allison licked the last hanging drop off the condom and then swallowed. Fresh tears streamed down her face as she turned and looked at him.

“Good now show me what you found for mom, and you better hope it doesn’t include a used tampon”

The color drained from Allison’s face, but she shook her head no. She reached into the box and pulled out another ziplock bag with dark blonde hair and several nail clippings.

“Good”, said Mark, and he took the baggies from her and set them aside. Now what else did you find for me?”

One by one, Allie removed items from the box. Half a dozen porno tapes, with their usual content. Two men’s magazines his dad apparently kept in the bathroom. Finally a plastic bag bulging with items.

“This stuff was in a locked cabinet, I had to break it open. Mom and dad are going to kill me”

Mark grabbed the bag and upended it on the floor. Out spilled a riding crop, several dildos and vibrators, and an assortment of leather goods. Mark quickly tallied up two pairs of leather manacles, a collar, and a whip.

“Kinky, looks like mom and dad know how to have a good time”

Allison blushed and looked down at the floor. It was obvious this was more about her parents then she wanted to know.

“Aww, don’t be ashamed Allie. It will be much worse when I make you fuck them.”

Allison looked horrified, and bolted for the stairs.

“Stop!”

Allison froze at the foot of the stairs, still in mid stride.

“Come back here. I wouldn’t try doing that again. Now listen up. You are mine to do with as I will. If I want you to fuck mom and dad, then it will happen. Try to run from me again, and Ill have you fuck Mr. Krenshaw next door.”

Mr. Krenshaw was about 70, and always giving Allie and Christi dirty old man vibes. The though of it must have terrified Allie even more, as she dropped to her knees in front of Mark and began moaning how sorry she was. He had to admit, a half naked girl crying at his feet was quite a turn on. But still, she needed punishment.

“Hmmm, I don’t want you to stop crying; in fact I want you to think about just how I have been violating you. Remember how you were forced to suck my cock last night, how I made you strip for me. How I’m going to make you fuck mom and dad. Now take off your thong, and get on your hands and knees.”

As she got into position, Mark unzipped his pants. Pulling out his cock, he looked over at the sight of his sister, her ass quivering in the air as she sobbed. Mark knelt behind her and pressed the head of his dick against her pussy.

“When my cock is inside you, I want you to remember that it’s your brother’s cock, and that what you’re doing is wrong. Only a dirty whore would fuck their brother, and you should be ashamed. But what you feel will be the best sensation you have ever experienced in your life. It will be better then any fucking you have ever been given, and for the rest of your days, when you don’t have my cock in you, you will feel like you are incomplete.”

Before she could respond, he thrust forward and buried himself in her. The moan she let out seemed to shake the walls of the house, and only got louder as he started fucking her in a slow steady rhythm. This was the first time Mark had ever had intercourse, and yet at the same time, it was familiar to him, comfortable. He worked her pussy for the next 5 minutes, grabbing at her tits, and pulling her up by the shoulders so she arched her back.

“Oh god Mark… it feels so good.” cried Allie, although he couldn’t help but notice there were still fresh tears steaming down her face.

“I know Allie, that’s what it feels like to be a whore. To do something so bad, and yet like it so much. Listen to me. Whenever I call you a whore, slut, cunt, or any other type of name, it will feel good. It will remind you of what you really are. Every time you heard the words you will feel a rush of pleasure. Do you understand?

Allie, who was making funny mewing sounds as Mark upped the intensity of his thrusts, stopped and looked back at him over her shoulder.

“I understand Mark, your going to fuck me like the whore I am… do it, fuck your slutty little cunt.”

Mark watched her shiver as she said the words. “Jez”, he thought to himself, she even gets off when she says it”.

Mark slowed down, deepening his strokes so that every thrust got him balls deep in his sister. He looked down at the heart on his sisters back, just a half an inch from the cleft of her ass.

“It’s time to for this tattoo to live up to its meaning sis”

Allison’s moaning died down, “please Mark, don’t fuck me up the ass, please.”

“Why shouldn’t I?”

“I… I know I told you what Brad wanted, but it was just a tease, I’m saving anal sex… I mean, getting fucked up the ass, for my husband”

Mark’s laughter filled the room, and for a moment he stopped pounding her from behind, the comment distracting him so.

“Oh Allison, you stupid bitch. Haven’t you been paying attention? Your never going to have a husband. You’re never going to be in love. You’re going to fuck who I want, when I want you to do it. Forever Allie, do you hear me? For fucking ever. Now listen up. Your going to beg me to fuck you in the ass, and when I do, there will be no command to make it feel good. It’s going to hurt. My cock is going to rip you apart and you’re going to let me do it. But I’ll give you this, when someone cums in your ass, you will feel an orgasm more intense then anything you have ever felt before. It will be twice as good as it ever feels to have someone cum in your pussy. Now beg me.”

At first she didn’t say anything, but then, in a quiet voice, she began to speak.

“Mark, please fuck me in the ass. I need it; your little whore needs it. Stick that dick up my slutty ass.”

Mark smiled, set the head of his cock against the sphincter of her ass, and pushed. It was actual work, despite the fact that his sister’s cunt had left his dick sopping wet. Just getting the first inch inside her had him sweating, and his sister screaming in pain. Inch by inch he pushed deeper into her bowels. He took his time, and slowly his sisters screams subsided. Her tears, however were leaving an ever growing stain on the carpet. With one last thrust he felt his balls nestle up to her ass, he had a full 6 inches buried inside here. Slowly, he began to fuck her ass, just moving in inch or two with every stroke. Then faintly, he heard his sister whispering to him.

“That’s it baby brother, fuck my slutty ass. Fuck your whore. Fuck my bitch ass. That’s it; oh… fuck your whore…”

“Damn”, Mark thought, “she’s using the words to help her get off, to cover up the pain”. He thought about commanding her to stop, so she couldn’t ignore the suffering. But hearing the words pouring from his sister’s mouth was too much of a turn on, and he increased the intensity of his fucking instead. Now all 6 inches were pistoning in and out of her ass, with Mark thrusting as fast as he could. Now that the friction had eased up and her sphincter loosened, his sister seemed to be getting into it, although she was still talking a mile a minute.

“Oh God Mark, it’s starting to feel so good, fuck your whore, come on, more, fuck my tight ass”

“Fuck!” screamed Mark, and he blew his load deep in his sister’s ass. He grabbed her shoulders and pushed himself as deep inside her as could, as pulse after pulse rocked his body. His sister let out a scream, this time in pleasure, as she experienced the most powerful orgasm of her life. She shook all over, held in place by the force Mark’s pelvis pushing on her ass, and his hands pulling back on her shoulders. Her back arched so much, her nipples pointed towards the ceiling. She stayed this way for several seconds, not saying a word, before Mark released her shoulders and she tumbled to the floor. Marks dick left her ass with an audible pop, leaving a trail of shit and cum on her ass and upper thigh. She lied there a moment, breathing heavily, her face buried in the carpeting.

“Oh Mark that felt so good”

Mark heard the words and at first he felt pride at having given his sister such a powerful experience, but the feeling quickly turned to anger. He had meant the ass fucking to hurt, to be a punishment, but all she seemed to remember was the pleasure. He quickly stood up, his semi hard dick pointed at his sister.

“Turn around and get on your knees”.

Tired as she was, Allison couldn’t help but did as she was commanded She found herself an inch away from Mark’s cock, still covered in his cum and her shit.

“You will take no pleasure from this… none. Suck my cock till it is free of your shit.”

“Mark, please”, but even as she said it, the command filled her mind, and she felt herself leaning forward and opening her mouth. As his dick slid inside her she felt the mix of come and shit gather on her lips, while what was left stung her taste buds with a sharp and revolting flavor. As her stomach began to heave, Mark commanded her not to thrown up, which still left her wanting to vomit, but being unable to do so. She massaged his dice with her tongue freeing it of filth and swallowing it down. When finally he was clean, she licked her lips, and swallowed down the last remnants of her shame. “Remember this, you little whore. All pleasure I give you will be coupled with pain. Now and forever. You will suffer, as will your accursed mother and father.”

Mark looked down at her and he could see that she was broken. He tried to shake off the darkness that had grown around him and focus on the tasks ahead.

“Clean yourself up, shower, and bush your teeth”. We have a pair of bindings to perform, and I want them done by noon.”

Allison nodded and scampered up the stairs. While she was gone Mark busied himself preparing for the ritual. Once Allison had cleaned up, they worked together quickly. Recreating the ritual that had bound her, they bound Mark’s parents to him. The pain was just as intense as it had been the first time, but now Mark had been prepared. What he was not prepared for was the pressure, the weight that was placed on him with each new binding. When his parents were completed, the weight of the world seemed to rest on him

“I knew that each binding would be harder, the book says as much. But I thought they meant harder to perform, not harder to live with”

His sister looked at him with a puzzled look on his face, “What book?”

He glanced over at her, having forgotten she was there. “Quiet. There is no book. You don’t remember me ever mentioning one. Now pay attention. Here’s 400 bucks, freshly stolen from mom and dad. There is a shop on Route 19, just past the mall, called Playland. Take the car and go there now. Buy a dozen adult movies, all hardcore, try to get a variety. Buy a maids outfit for you and for mom. Buy spreader bars and a harness, and be sure to ask the workers to help you pick them out. Buy 3 strap on dildos, and several boxes of condoms. Buy any outfit you think looks really slutty, but that you think you can wear outside without getting arrested. Listen carefully. After you have taken all of this to the counter, tell the person ringing you up that you’re a dirty slut and that you really don’t think you bought enough stuff. Ask them if there’s anything really dirty that you forgot to buy. If you don’t have enough money when it comes time to pay, offer your services in exchange for the difference. You can do whatever you want to them, but use condoms, the last thing I need is you getting the clap. If they don’t want you, make them want you, because if they won’t take you as payment, your going to go out in the parking lot and sell yourself to anyone that passes by until you can pay. Do you understand?”

Her eyes were once again wet with tears, but she nodded. “I’ll make them want me”

“Good. Once you’re done there, go to Doctor Steven’s office. Tell him you want birth control, something you can get a prescription or sample of today that will start working immediately. If he questions why, just tell him you plan to do a lot of fucking tonight, and you don’t want to get knocked up. Use those exact words. If he still needs more convincing, do it with your tongue. Once he gives you what you want, take it and head home. Don’t go anywhere but the places I’ve told you, and don’t do anything else other then the errands I’ve given you. Understand?

Allison nodded again, to embarrassed to speak.

“Good, now blow me while I’m on the phone with mom and dad, and after I cum , get to your errands.

It was an hour later when Marks parents arrived home, feigning sickness at their jobs as Mark had requested. Mark’s mom was the first to arrive, as she only worked a few minutes away, as opposed to his dad who worked across town. Kristen, as opposed to Mark’s Mom, worked as a real estate agent in town, and was one of the better saleswoman’s they had. Some people liked to say behind her back that she used her looks to sell her homes rather then her brains, but it just wasn’t true. She did favor short skirts and revealing tops, but she was always all business. She just felt that if looking good at 37 could be an advantage, then why not use it. Today, she was wearing a navy skirt that ended just above the knee, a blue blazer, and a silk blouse with spaghetti straps. Her hair was done up in a French braid, her nails manicured, and her eyebrows plucked. Mark had never found his mother the least bit sexy, but he couldn’t help but get hard as he watched her make her way into the living room. She stopped in front of Mark, with an angry look on her face.

“What the hell’s going on Mark, what’s so important I had to fake being sick? I had three more houses to show today.

“Well Mom, I found all your dildos and bondage gear, and I thought maybe you could give me a hands on lesson as to how they work”.

Mark gestured over to the cardboard box, which was filled to the brim with sex toys.

Kristen was stunned; her angry look vanishing for a moment before quickly returning. “How Dare you…”

“Stop. Stop talking, and sit down. Listen carefully, because you’re not worth me having to repeat myself. This is my house now, I run the show You will do what I tell you, and you will never try to double cross or deceive me. You will never let me come to harm, nor will you hurt yourself.

Mark leaned closer, studying the look of terror in her eyes.

“You will now dress in the sluttyest clothes you can get away with when you go to work. You will use your body to get the best leads from your boss, doing whatever he asks of you. You will also flaunt yourself at all prospective buyers, male or female, doing whatever it takes to get a sale. Now take off your clothes.”

Kristen shivered, and seemed to be about to protest, but then she saw the look in Mark’s eyes and began to take off her clothes. Mark was pleasantly surprised when he saw that she had no bra on under her silk top and tiny thong panties under her skirt. As she slipped the panties off she did her best to cover herself with her hands. Her 38C breasts were a struggle for her to cover, and Mark couldn’t help but snicker.

“We need those hands out of the ways don’t we mom. Why don’t you play with yourself for me?”

Tears welled up in Kristen’s eyes, but she complied, pinching her nipples with one hand while she began to massage her clit with the other. Mark enjoyed the view as he continued with his directions.

“When you come home, you become the house slave. All cooking and cleaning is to be done by you without complaint. You will wear a French maid outfit while you do so, which I will provide. You will only use vulgar terms when you talk about parts of your body and sexual acts. Oh, and please start fingering yourself. I want to see two fingers stuffed up that pussy”

Kristen complied, slowly thrusting her fingers in and out of her pussy, which to her dismay was already quite wet. A slight moan escaped her lips before she could stop herself, bringing a smile to marks face.

“Feels good to be a whore mom, doesn’t it? Try to pay attention will ya. You will speak openly and often about your sex life and give sex tips to your daughters whenever you can. You will openly touch and fondle Allison whenever Christi isn’t in the room. You will make yourself available for sex with any member of the house who wants it from you. Any time you can visibly see a cock or pussy you will become like an animal in heat.

Kristen was now starting to sway a bit, her thrusting fingers plunging deep into her sex. Mark was surprised to see how much she was enjoying it without further commands. That would make his next instructions even better.

“All sex now feels twice as good as it used to, and you are open to any kind of sex act. When you fuck your husband every night you will think of the dirtiest, most depraved sexual acts you can imagine and beg to perform them. You can now speak freely. Do you understand your new life?

Kristen just looked at him for a moment, understanding and yet, not understanding. She eventually looked away and whispered, “Yes”. Her fingers however, were now moving a mile a minute, and her juices were beginning to run down her leg.

“Good. Now get on your knees and blow me till dad gets home”.

David Anderson was in a bad mood when he arrived. He had been in the middle of teaching when Mark called him on his cell phone. Although he couldn’t remember why he had been forced to come home, he doubted it was important enough for him to end class early. As he entered the house, he could hear noise in the living room, and set out to find Mark and see what all the fuss was about. As he entered the room he was shocked to see his wife naked, on her hands and knees. One hand was furiously plunging in and out of her pussy while the other gripped the base of Mark’s cock, which she was sucking on with slow deep strokes. Dave’s mouth opened, but no sound came out His shock was short lived however, and as he gathered his wits he whispered, “Kris?”

Mark looked up at his Dad and smiled.

“Come stand here behind mom. Don’t move, don’t talk.”

Mark quickly laid down the rules, preventing his dad from slipping his control or causing trouble.

“You’re a lucky man Dad, and not just for having this fine cunt every night. I was going to strip you of your dignity, cuckold you for the fun of it. Make you suck other men’s cum out of your wife’s twat.

A fire seemed to enter Mark’s eyes as he described the torture’s he had envisioned, but then suddenly died out, and Mark seemed to regain focus.

“Instead, I’m going to let you have some fun. Why don’t you fuck your wife from behind while we chat?”

Mark’s Dad was confused, but he did as he was told. Dropping his pants, he grabbed his wife’s ass, and forced her to her feet. With considerable effort, Dave pulled his wife’s fingers out of her pussy and thrust himself forward, burying his dick to the hilt. His wife let out a squeal and began grinding up against him.

“Pay attention Dad, because I’m giving you the instruction manual for your new life. Your wife is now your willing slut, do what you like with her, but try not to leave any permanent marks. Allie, on the other hand is still in training, and you have to do your part to help out. Make sure she dresses as slutty as possible when she goes to school every morning. If you don’t think her outfit screams whore, make her change it. When you come home after work, ask her about her day. If she wasn’t a big enough slut that day, punish her. If she was, give her a reward. I’m sure you can be creative.

David looked up at his son and nodded. He was quick to understand Mark’s new rules and was already thinking of fun ways to violate his daughter Just thinking about it made his cock throb, and he increased the intensity of his pounding. Kristen let out a moan has she was rocked by her husbands thrusts. She began to slam her mouth up and down Mark’s cock, matching her husbands pace.

“God damn mom, that’s nice. You’re going to have to give Allie some lessons. Now where was I? Oh yes. It’s time to spice up your daily grind Dad. I’m sure there are some hot girls in the college classes you’re teaching this semester. It’s time to get to know them better.

David looked up from his wife’s ass, which had been bobbing in a rather enjoyable way. “My students?” he asked. Mark nodded.

“Your job now is to pick out the hottest girls from each class and fail them. I’m sure you can find some way to pick their work apart. Make it clear to them that with out some extra credit, there’s no way they’ll pass. When they speak to you privately about it, offer them a chance to do special work for you. Be vague. If they offer themselves to you, take them right there in your office. If they don’t, show them the door.

Mark reached out and undid the braid in his mother’s hair. As her long blond hair fell to her shoulders, Mark grabbed a handful, twisting it around his fist. With her head firmly under his control, Mark began forcing his Mom’s head down into his crotch, until her chin rested on his balls. He held her there for a few seconds, knowing his cock was suffocating her. Then he yanked her head up, watching her suck in a deep breath, before thrusting her back down. Kristen quickly got the message and began deep throating her son, fighting the urge to gag. Her nose nestled in his pubic hair, she began to relax her throat. Once she had a rhythm going, Mark turned his attention back to his father.

“Of all the girls who refuse your offer of extra credit, pick the one who looks the hottest, and tell them that with effort you’re sure they can improve their grade. Ask them to have dinner with us as a family, so you can have time to discuss it further. I’ll take it from there. Understand?”

Mark’s dad could only nod, his remaining energies being focused on fucking his wife. Mark’s words had worked him up into an unbearable state. Mark could tell his Dad was on the edge, and his mom’s deep throating had gotten him close too. Mark slowly stood up from his chair, using his hold on his mother’s hair to keep her mouth firmly on her dick. Marks dad helped back her up a bit, keeping her firmly sandwitched between the two. Grabbing another handful of hair with his other hand, Mark tilted his mothers head, straitening out her throat so he could fuck her mouth even faster. Now working at his own pace, he quickly felt his orgasm build to the bursting point. Yanking his dick out of her mouth, he exploded, covering his mother’s face and hair with his cum. Jets of come stuck her in the eyes and nose, blinding her. Mark looked up at his father and whispered, “Come in her ass Dad”. David froze for a second, and then overcome by the compulsion, yanked his dick out of his wife, and pushed it up against her tight asshole. Kristen had never liked anal sex, and hadn’t taken it in the ass in years. He was only able to get the first inch or two in before he lost control and filled her ass with cum. Surprisingly, his wife’s screams of pain didn’t prevent him from enjoying the moment. David stood there, letting the euphoria of his orgasm wash over him. When the sensation had ended, he let go of his wife’s hips and she crumpled to the floor. Mark looked down at her, watching the cum from her face and ass drip down onto the carpet.

“Take a minute to catch your breath mom, and then clean up the mess you’ve made on the rug. Dad, when she’s done, make sure you punish her for being such a whore. I’m going to take a nap”.

By the end of the day, Marks efforts were complete. He had sent Christi to her friend’s house, where her parents had managed to arrange for her to spend the next three days as some kind of extended sleep over. Allie was currently handcuffed to his bed, a ball gag in her mouth and vibrators buried in her cunt and ass. Mom and dad were exploring their new relationship in their bedroom, which from the sound of things involved the crack of a whip and his mother’s screams. It had been a good day… but tomorrow was going to be even better.