The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

1.

Leilani Kham had never heard of such a strange gift request. What’s more, she had never agreed to give such a strange birthday gift in her entire lifetime.

Her good friend Scott William Ramis had a birthday coming up and he wanted something incredibly specific for his gift. It didn’t involve the spending of any money, crafting anything by hand, or even a long trip. What it did involve was acting, acting to fulfill a fantasy of his.

You see, ever since he was a child, Scott was fascinated by hypnotism and using it to make pretty girls (and as he got older, pretty grown women) do his binding, fall in love with him, or both. Of course, hypnotism didn’t work that way. Even in stage hypnosis the participants were only following the hypnotist’s commands because they wanted to please the audience.

That was—more or less—what Scott was asking for. Scott would pretend to hypnotize her, she would pretend to “fall under his spell” and carry out commands for him. Once this was done he would (pretend) to erase her memory and “wake her up.” She would then act on a post-hypnotic suggestion to fall in love with him and “become his girlfriend.” The kinds of “commands” she would follow included clucking like a chicken, barking like a dog, calling him ‘”Master Scott” and following a swinging key—a substitute for the old cliché of the swinging pocket watch.

Campy as this all was, it was actually better than the original script he had. That script involved kissing her cheek, rubbing her belly (when she was acting like a dog), stroking her legs, and even massaging her bare back. Fortunately, Scott was willing to make changes and delete many of the passages that made her uncomfortable. He had also regularly given her kind gifts for birthdays and holidays and was always willing (though not always able) to lend a hand when she was in a pinch. Yes, this whole pretending to be hypnotized thing was weird, but she had done more embarrassing things in her life.

Moreover, it was only pretend and Leilani would ensure it stayed that way. She knew Scott had a huge crush on her (though she was unsure if Scott knew this) and wanted her to be his girlfriend for real. From the day they met he had been enamoured with her. He always came by to say hello at her work, gave her gifts, pay for her coffee, and was all over her whenever they met.

To be fair, who could blame him? The 32 year-old woman was gorgeous. While born and raised in Thailand and a resident of Trillium, Ontario, Canada, both her parents were Laotian. It showed. She had beautiful caramel-coloured skin, long dark hair and slanted green eyes that could not be more beautiful. Her legs were long and shapely and her chest and breasts buxom. She was as impressive on the inside as she was on the outside. She was a published author, skilled web designer, and, most impressive of all, a talented inventor with at least three patents with the Canadian Patent Intellectual Property Office. She was also incredibly charitable, caring, loving, and more. It wasn’t surprising that she was Scott’s dream woman.

Scott himself left something to be desired. He was in his mid-thirties and lived in a rent-geared to income unit. Granted, he was partially disabled (he had painful arthritis in his back, among other conditions) and did run his own business by engaging in ad hoc legal work. Unlike Leilani, he was not attractive He had a big belly, poor posture, and often had to use a wheelchair (though not wheelchair bound). However, he was also generous, intelligent, could tell great jokes. He was also incredibly kind and thoughtful when dealing with her. After all, this was why she agreed to give him this unusual birthday gift in the first place. She kept this thought with her as she drove to Scott’s home.

2.

Scott’s home was ecent. Well, it was decent for what it was. It was a nice little bachelor pad with enough space for both of them to move freely. There was a TV, computer with internet access, printer, and scanner, a wheelchair-accessible bathroom and shower, twin bed, a small green couch, and similar items. She knocked on the door. After a few seconds, Scott opened it.

“Leilani!” Scott jovially greeted, “How wonderful to see you!”

“It’s wonderful to see you too, Scott,” Leilani responded. “Happy birthday to you.”

“Thank you. I have to say you sure look the part.”

“Thank you Scott,” she responded. Of course, by saying she looked the part Scott meant that Leilana was in an outfit that mirrored what was in the script. She was wearing an orange blouse with several white buttons and a nice grey pencil skirt. She wore simple black tights that covered her from her waist to the tips of her toes. She was wearing black leather dress shoes and had her hair in a bun. She looked beautiful (well, even more beautiful than usual). The same could not be said for Scott. He wore a red polo shirt and blue jeans with black running shoes. He had had light brown hair and a bushy moustache. He was sitting in his wheelchair.

“So Leilani, shall we begin?” Scott asked.

“There’s no time like the present,” Leilani responded.

“Excellent,” Scott said. “Now, Leilani,” Scott continued, getting into character “I have always wanted to know, have you ever been hypnotized?”

“No, though I have seen that done,” Leilani said uttering her first line from the script. “Why?”

“Well, do you think you could be hypnotized?

“I find that unlikely”

‘Well would you be willing to let me hypnotize you?”

“Ha, Ha, good one Scott! You hypnotizing me would be impossible. It takes years of training to become a skilled hypnotist and you doubt that I have it. No one can just hypnotize someone using an object or their voice. “It’s not like in the movies or on T.V.”

“May I please try to hypnotize you anyway? I think you would make an excellent subject.”

After a few seconds of thought, Leilani sighs and agrees

“Okay, I will be your subject, Leilani says. “You’re welcome to try to hypnotize me, but I don’t think you will be able to do anything other than get your arm really tired.”

“It’s worth trying once,” Scott said

“Would you like to be hypnotized with a necklace and a set of keys?” “If you really want to impress me, why don’t you use the keys?” you giggle. “I’ve heard of people being hypnotized by pocketwatches and crystals, but I don’t think anyone can be hypnotized with keys. Go for it, if you must but I don’t think it is going to work.” Scott then reached into his pocket, but he did not pull out a set of keys, but a device. It looked like a child’s light up toy. It had a long, red handle and a silver glass sphere on the end. “Um, Scott?” She asked. “That is not a key and not part of the script.”

“Well,” Scott said. “I think this is actually much better. Look.” He then pressed the button on his device and the sphere began to glow and spin. “Just look at this device how it spins and glows. Oh, how it spins and glows. It induces a trance much better. In fact, unlike the key, this device is not a pretend prop, it can actually hypnotize people if they stare at the lights long enough. Just stare at the lights, the spinning lights, they are much more real than the keys and much better at infiltrating your mind. Indeed, the lights are infiltrating your mind. Please say it Leilani.”

“The lights are infiltrating my mind,” Leilani repeated. Her eyes were now focused on the spinning toy. She would have again said it wasn’t part of the script but she was too focused on the lights to do so. They were so eye-catching and relaxing.

Scott smiled. He wasn’t just being metaphorical. The lights actually were infiltrating her mind. He bought the device a week or so after Leilani had approved the script. He’d bought it from an old peddler at a convention who said it could control women’s (and only women’s) minds. He did not believe him at first but this changed when the peddler hypnotizes a random attendee and have her make love to him in a private room (while Scott watched in bewilderment). Scott bought the item on the spot (well after the two redressed and the woman was sent away with no memory of the encounter). It cost him a bundle ($2,000.00) but he had enough money and looking at how Leilani was now, it had been money well spent.

Scott continued. “Yes Leilani, they are infiltrating your mind. In fact, they are capturing your mind. The lights are capturing your mind. They are capturing your mind. The lights spin and flash and capture your mind. I am now going to count backwards from 10 and once I reach 0 the lights will have completely captured your mind. Since I own the lights, I will have captured your mind. Please say it Leilani.”

“Once you reach zero you…capture my mind,” Leilani affirmed dreamily. “Very well Leilani,” Scott began “10) they have infiltrated your psyche ready to strike, 9) they are getting their weapons out, 8) they are advancing on your mind, 7) they are beginning their attack in earnest 6) They are assaulting your resistance and chipping away at your will. Flash, flash, chip, chip, the pieces of your mind are becoming debris 5) They’re now at the centre of your mind 4) They are taking your mind peace by peace and no one is stopping them, your mind is not fighting them. In fact you do not want your mind to fight them, you want to surrender. 3) You are giving in your desire to surrender your mind to the lights and to me. 2) You are drifting away into a nice deep slumber, a slumber where you lose all worries, cares and control, you are handing all of it over to me. 1) The lights stop their assault as it is no longer needed. Your mind is no longer your own and you are completely under my control and obey any command I give you and 0) you drift into sleep, happy, contented and under my power. Sleep Leilani.”

While Scott did not know it, the woman was already in a deep trance before zero hit she sat slumped on the couch, mind open to him, but eyes closed. He could see a little drool coming out of her mouth. He took in the sight of his long-standing crush completely zoned out and under his control. “Now, Leilani” he continued. “I have captured your mind. Is that not true?”

“Yes...you...captured my mind.” Leilani droned.

“That means I control your mind,” Scott said authoritatively.

“You control my mind,” Leilani parroted.

“That means I am your master and must do as I say.”

“You...master...I must do as you say.”

“Very good,” Scott said. “Open your eyes, wipe all the drool of your face, and look directly at me but remain hypnotized.”

Leilani complied, her beautiful green eyes staring blankly ahead.

“From now on, whenever I give you a command you will refer to me as Master Scott,” Scott ordered. “Do you understand?”

“Yes, Master Scott.” Leilani said monotonously.

“Excellent,” Scott said mischievously. “Now Leilani take off your shoes and let down your hair.”

Leilani complied, kicking off her dress shoes and putting them on the floor beside the couch. Then she undid her bun, her hair falling down to her buttocks a few seconds later.

“Very good, Leilani,” Scott complimented. It was so far so good. “Now when I clap my hands you will think you are a dog and behave accordingly.”

“Yes Master Scott,” Leilani said as Scott clapped his hands. She then got on her hands and knees and began to bark. “Arf, Arf,” she uttered. Scott then had her play fetch with a rubber ball. This went on for about ten minutes or so until Scott moved on to a much more important command.

“Leilani,” Scott said “When I clap my hands you will think you are yourself again. However, you will still be in a trance and obedient to me. Moreover, when I clap my hands you will come to me and give me a passionate open-mouthed kiss.”

Scott clapped his hands. Leilani stopped barking, got up from the floor and sprinted towards him. She put her arms around his neck and pulled him in tight. They shared a long passionate kiss that lasted about 30 seconds. He had put kissing (on the cheek) into the original script but she made him omit it. Now Scott knew Leilani was truly under his control.

Scott broke off the kiss and continued “Now, take off all of your clothes, with each item you remove you will become more and more aroused. Disrobe Leilani.”

“Yes Master Scott,” Leilani said. She unbuttoned her blouse until she was able to lift it over her head, revealing a black bra. She then slowly removed her skirt revealing all of her tights-covered legs. She then reached for her bra, ready to unsnap it, but hesitated. Her brow furrowed in resistance to the command. “I...I...” Leilani stammered.

Fortunately Scott knew how to overcome that. “Leilani,” Scott said more sternly. “I am your master and it is my birthday. You want to obey your Master Scott, you want to make sure your Master Scott has a happy birthday. You can do it by obeying him, you must obey him and give him a happy birthday. He is your master and you must obey to make him happy.” “Yes...must make Master Scott...happy.” Leilani said. A few seconds later, Leilani undid her bra and threw it on the couch. Her breasts were magnificent. They were large, full, and came with two great looking nipples. She then put her hands on her waist, ready to slide her tights off.

“Leave on the tights,” Scott commanded. “Then come with me.”

“Yes Master, Scott” Leilani said softly.

3.

Clad only in her hosiery Leilani followed Scott to his bed. Her breathing was husky, her mind ready for Master Scott’s touch. Scott got out of his clothes quickly his body unimpressive, his penis erect. “Make love to me Leilani,” Scott commanded. “Yes Master Scott,” Leilani said as she licked her lips. She then kissed Scott with all the passion she could manage. He kissed her back hard. The two then began to roll around on the bed kissing each other Scott also took the opportunity to stroke Leilani’s hair loving its soft texture. After another minute of making out, Scott disengaged and moved to Leilani’s breasts. He gently ran his fingers down each breast, squeezing each of her nipples in succession several times. Leilani sighed with pleasure. Another minute later he took away his hands and put forward his head burying it into her sizable cleavage and giving several it quick amorous pecks. Leilani’s sighs turned to giggles. The woman was enjoying the feel of Scott’s face against her skin.

Once his adventure with her breasts was finished, Scott bent down and licked each of her tights-covered legs. Black tights turned him on big time. He loved the taste of the fabric on his tongue and the feel of his fingers on her tights-covered toes. Leilani was unresponsive, lying on the bed with a big silly grin on her face. Her fogged mine was lost in both sexual pleasure and the joy she felt when pleasing her Master Scott.

After the licking festival concluded, Scott ordered Leilani to remove her tights. She obeyed, revealing her thick, dark-haired bush. Impressed, he began to stroke it. Then an idea hit him.

“Leilani,” Scott commanded, “I am going to penetrate you digitally. You will not try to stop me. In fact you will like it very much. However, instead of moaning whenever you feel me penetrate you, you will cluck like a chicken instead (until I tell you to stop). Do you understand?” “Yes, Master Scott,” she predictably replied. With those words, Scott went to work and pushed his fingers into her womanhood. “Cluck,” Leilani said slowly, picking up more conviction which each thrust of Master Scott’s fingers. “Cluck, Cluck, Cluck!” the women uttered with refrain (flapping her arms and slightly moving her feet to be the chicken he wanted). Scott’s fingers were soon replaced by his penis. Both Scott and Leilani then climaxed with Leilani giving the biggest cluck she could.

After another session of lovemaking, Scott saw the clock on the wall. Their little escapade took the majority of the afternoon! He really had to be more economical with time. There would be no more lovemaking today. Scott did, however, have one more idea. He ordered Leilani to stop clucking and redress. He would now give Leilani her final commands for the day.

“Leilani,” Scott instructed. “You will not remember anything that has happened here after I asked about how you would like to be hypnotized. You will think that we followed the original script. You will not remember our lovemaking or notice any stains or wear and tear on your clothes. You will feel no tiredness or pain from our lovemaking. Do you understand?” “Yes, Master Scott,” she said for the penultimate time today.

“Now there is one more set of commands, I need you to follow. Listen carefully...”

4.

Leilani beamed as she and Scott entered the restaurant, arm in arm. They were now boyfriend and girlfriend. It had been three weeks since she let Scott “hypnotize” her as his birthday gift. It was all fun and games and nothing ever came of it. Well, nothing except their new romantic relationship. Yes, that was also supposed to be make-believe. However, after the “hypnosis” Leilani wanted to take Scott out for his birthday. They had such a wonderful time; they went on another outing and then a real date. This was their second real date and they were already planning on what they were going to do for each other for Christmas.

She did not know why, but after their little skit she remembered all the nice things Scott had did for her, how he was much better than any of the previous boyfriends she had (individually or combined) and was more handsome than she had remembered. Could the hypnosis have been real? Her thoughts were interrupted when the server came round and took their order. Never mind that, Leilani thought. She should just focus on their dinner and satisfy her hunger. She could satisfy her curiosity later. She then looked into Scott’s eyes and smiled warmly.

Scott smiled back. Even though she was unaware of it, Scott had in fact hypnotized her to feel closer to him with each outing until eventually she could not fight her (admittedly manufactured) feelings for him anymore. He had also made sure to install a trigger phrase to return her to his control. One utterance of “dream deep Leilani” from him would do the trick. Scott chuckled inwardly. While Leilani would never completely know why; they had both made sure that Scott’s 34th birthday was a happy one. Indeed, his happiest birthday ever.