The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

“Maddy! Hon, I missed you!” mom cried, her plump arms opening wide to and enveloping Maddy in a warm embrace, her eyes brimming with joy and affection. Maddy had returned home, after a long time, amidst the pandemic’s chaos.

“It’s good to be back, Mom, I missed you too.” Maddy replied, savoring the familiar homely warmth.

As Maddy stepped inside his childhood home, the familiar scent of his mother’s cooking wafted through the air, making him feel nostalgic. He had been away for college, but the pandemic forced him to return home. His mother, Ava, looked at him closely, her eyes wide with surprise and delight.

“I will be here for a while, ma. You will have all the time with me.” smile Maddy, taking his luggage inside.

Maddy, on the other hand, was a curious, opportunistic young man, always eager to explore the depths of human psychology. He had an insatiable hunger, an innate curiosity to understand, manipulate and experiment others, a hunger that would soon lead him on a journey into the darkest recesses of human desire.

Amid their reunion, Ava’s face softened, her gaze drifting over her son’s face, her heart filled with the warmth of his presence. Her naivete and innocence, the very traits that made her so endearing, were also the very things that made her oblivious to the storm brewing within her son.

The next day, Maddy decided to pay a visit to his friend, Sam. Sam, his chubby childhood friend, was the son of the late infamous Raoul, who was known for his local brawls and alcoholism. Maddy detested Raoul for his nasty behavior, but he found himself drawn to the odd friendship between him and Sam.

“Hey, buddy! Long time no see,” Sam said as he patted Maddy on the back.

As they caught up, they reminisced about old times, gossiped about girls, and speculated about future video game releases.

It was getting late, and Maddy prepared to leave. Sam accompanied him through the garage door. Suddenly Maddy’s his eyes fell upon an object with strange symbol poking outside the garage cabinet. As he went near, he found that, It was just an old, dusty, scratched laptop with a spiral sticker pasted on its lid. It looked as if it hadn’t been touched for years.

“Hey, man, what’s this?” Maddy asked, pointing to the laptop.

Sam replied, “It’s my dad’s old laptop. The old man left this junk in a bank locker safe, Can you believe it?” chuckled Sam. “A few months after my dad passed away, when we got the call from the bank, my mom thought, as a final act of redemption, he’d left us some gold in the locker. We were estatic. We could finally pay off his debt he forced upon us. When we opened the bank locker, we found this junk, along with some bottles and unaccounted debt papers & unpaid bills. Mom was so pissed; she threw the laptop so hard on the floor, I had to pick it as scraps.”

“I had assembled it but it won’t turn on. Sam carefully picked up the old machine and handed it to Maddy. “Hey, man, do me a favor. Can you sell my dad’s old laptop?”

Maddy raised an eyebrow. “Are you kidding me? Who would need this old outdated laptop if it won’t even turn on? You might as well give it to the scrapyard.”

“I’ll give you $100 for it,” Sam offered.

Maddy scoffed. “$100 for an outdated laptop that won’t even turn on? This is effectively junk, man. If I take it, you should pay me $100 just to cremate it honorably.”

Sam pleaded, “Bro, just help a friend out, won’t you? You’re a techie; you can repair it and sell it to someone.”

Sam was broke. Maddy shook his head and chuckled. “Okay, how much are you willing to pay?”

“I can give you $30,” Maddy replied.

Sam protested, “Come on, man, 30 dollars? That’s not fair. Be reasonable.”

Maddy replied, “No offense, but even if I repair it, I won’t be able to sell it for parts. It’s too old, and it’s not worth my time.”

Sam countered, “Fine, make it $60, and it’s yours.”

Maddy agreed, “Okay, $50. I’ll only pay after I check if I could repair it. Consider it my return gift, just for you. No one in their right mind would buy this junk for $50 expecting to resell it.”

Sam smiled satisfied and handed over the laptop to Maddy. Maddy nodded, taking the laptop in his hands and walked home.

After having dinner with his mom, Maddy went down to his basement. The old laptop, an antique in this digital age, was missing its power supply. Intrigued, Maddy opened the battery compartment. The battery had been forcefully inserted backwards.

“Idiot Sam,” Maddy muttered as he carefully removed it. He wanted to find the serial number to look up details about the laptop, thinking he could sell it. He searched inside the battery compartment for a serial number label. Suddenly, he noticed the serial number had been scratched out and a word is etched over it—“VIRGInWH*RE69”.

A shiver ran down his spine, a strange mix of fear and curiosity. He remembered Raoul, who had a common reputation of being creepy. The awkward encounter with his mom came to mind.

Maddy reinserted the battery correctly and dusted the laptop carefully. When he powered it on, it sprang to life. He knew it likely had pornos and other junk since Raoul had used it, which disgusted him.

“Ugh, I can’t believe I’m doing this,” Maddy said out loud, feeling uneasy.

As expected the pervs laptop was full of hardcore stuffs. One video contain, two collage girls shitting right on a middle-aged man’s mouth, and he enjoying it. Maddy’s stomach churned in revulsion. “This was not worth $50” he thought.

As he continued browsing the laptop. He discovered an encrypted folder labeled “FOR SAM ONLY.” He tried calling Sam again but he didn’t pick up.

“Sam, where are you? Call me back, man!” Maddy said in frustration to Sam’s voicemail.

He tried RAOUL and it denied access. Then, on a hunch, he used “VIRGInWH*RE69” as the password.

“Please work,” he whispered.

It worked, revealing Raoul’s private vlogs meant for Sam’s eyes only. These confidential videos intrigued Maddy.

Unsure what else to do, and unable to reach Sam, Maddy nervously loaded the first vlog, curious to uncover Raoul’s secrets but also afraid of what he might find.

Vlog Began. The creepy old Raoul appeared as he remembered him.

“Sam, my dear, dear son,” Raoul began, his voice echoing with a sense of guilt and regret. “I’ve been an absent father for most of your life, and for that, I am truly sorry.” His eyes, filled with a mix of sorrow and longing, stared into the camera. “But there’s so much you need to know, so much that I’ve kept hidden all these years.”

Raoul leaned forward, his voice dropping to a whisper. “You must ensure the doors are locked, and use headphones. This is a secret so dark, so dangerous, that if anyone finds out, it would mean our ruin. Our family’s reputation would be in tatters.”

He paused, taking a deep breath, and then continued, “Your mom would have told you that, I was employed as a construction contractor in Dubai. That was a lie. I was no contractor. You would be shocked, I was a secret security operative for the CIA. I have worked in many CIA black sites. God, I cleaned so much poop, and urine, and bloody interrogated bodies.” He sighed. A haunted look crossed his face as he recalled the past.

“Anyway, that’s not important. Later I was posted as security for scientist working on sensitive projects. I was in Libya where on a secret facility my job was to protect one scientist. He solo worked on a secret project so sensitive, we were told only to trust each other. We lived in dingy rooms, all of us. Loose walls, you see. One day, I overheard him lecturing chief interrogator about his new invention a secret interrogation serum. A mind control serum. Later it was used on a strictly trial basis few times in CIA black sites. The serum could make the harshest terrorist spill the most sacred Truths. It could also persuade one terrorist to kill another terrorist. Poor Desert N**gers never knew why there friends were killing them.” He chuckled like a mad man.

“The scientist said It was a top-secret experimental drug to operate on harsh territories. MCS666 as they called it. The Serum that could manipulate minds, a serum that could also fulfill ones darkest desires.” He said maliciously.

Raoul held up a small bottle with little pink liquid in it, the label reading “MCS666” in bold letters. “This is the serum, the key to fullfill twisted dreams. I had my eyes on the serum. Only the scientist had access to produce the serum. He only kept limited quantity. I tried my best but couldn’t get my hands on it. The scoundral didn’t trusted me. Frustrated as I was, you know what I did one day. I set his lab on fire. He expected me to save him. I grabbed three bottles and let him burn with the lab. Later, I blamed it on the Libyan civil war terrorists. I could have made a fortune with this serum, but as I weilded its power, I got other ideas.”

A sly smile spread across his face as he continued, " I had a straight forward method. First, I targeted gullible women, lacing their drinks with the serum, and then pretended to guide them through a meditation technique. As they closed their eyes for 30 seconds, the serum would start acting in their subconscious as a hypnosis agent. They become, suggestible. I could control their every move, their every thought. The drug could last up to few hours only.”

Raoul’s eyes gleamed with a sinister light. “So, once the subject was in a trance, I would plant hypnotic suggestions and post-hypnotic triggers which could last even after the effect of the drug expires. But it is a tricky job. It is a subtle art. They had to be persuaded through some grooming. They should feel it as natural. Something that they would think. Otherwise their programming will wear off.” Raoul’s ghostly voice echoed through the laptop speakers, his words laced with lust and depravity. He spoke as if he were right there in the room with Maddy, his eyes piercing and commanding.

“I was under CIA survellence for many years. Maybe its their standard protocol for agents who handled their sensitive missions. Maybe they suspect me. I don’t know. But I laid low. It took me fifteen long years, but finaly they let me off the hook. My dear Sammy Boy, my only regret is that I was too old to fully indulge in the pleasures that the serum could offer. By the time I opened the serum. Even with a bottle of blue pill, I struggled to lift my pisser. But, you, my son, you have the chance to experience it all. And now, if you are hearing this vlog, I would have been dead. The power is yours. Our neighborhood is a breeding ground for whores. I know you are a virgin and shy introvert. But you are my own sperm. So, Stop being a cuck like your mother, my boy. You will breed them, and you will populate the world with your seed, as my seed.” He ordered.

Raoul’s voice grew more intense, his eyes burning with desire as he continued, “Start with Maddy’s sister, Mia. She’s ripe for the taking, a sweet little cherry waiting to be popped. Her sister Emily is a juicy jackfruit as well, a big, busty beauty. Ava, my god… That juicy milf. That whole family is for your taking. Also do me a favour would you. Hypnotize that motherfucker friend of yours Maddy. He might create trouble. Make him a cock sucking slave. I hate him. He reminds me of his father.” Raoul scoffed with disgust.

Maddy was shocked hearing his name. He bustled with anger. “Who is the dead man now, you, pig” said maddy with rage.

After a smug laugh Raoul continued. “What about your own sister Laura ? or your mother Vani . Don’t be disgusted son, Nothing is off limits for you, son. Rules are for pansies. You are my seed. You are king. Any family is yours for the taking, including yours. Always remember you are my sperm. You are the Sex King of this community. Maybe later conquer the whole world. " The delusional man announced.

Maddy’s blood boiled at He imagined himself sucking chubby Sam’s cock in trance while he defiling his sisters. He couldn’t let that happen. As he clicked through the folders on the laptop, he stumbled upon one labeled “Laura.” His heart raced as he realized that Laura was Sam’s Latino sister, Raoul’s own daughter.

He clicked the video, in the video poor Laura is in trance. Vani must have gone shopping. They might be alone in home. The screen showed Raoul, in a dimly lit room, whispering to Laura, He slowly tell her that he is Randy. Randy is the college hunk everyone knew.

“Randy?” asked Laura, her voice shaking with anticipation.

“Yes, baby, this is Randy,” Raoul whispered, his eyes gleaming with excitement. He slowly traced his fingers over her exposed skin, sending shivers down her spine.

Raoul whispered commands to Laura, his voice low and hypnotic. “Touch yourself, baby. Show Randy how much you want him.”

Laura’s hands moved down her body, her fingers tracing over her skin. She moaned softly as she touched herself, her hips rocking gently.

Maddy could see Raoul’s bulge expanding.

Raoul’s voice grew more urgent. “Faster, baby. Faster.”

Laura’s moans grew louder as she obeyed, her body writhing in pleasure. Maddy felt a twinge of arousal, watching his friend’s sister pleasure herself under Raoul’s command.

“Now, Remove your blouse, Laura,” Raoul commanded, his voice low and seductive. Laura hesitated for a moment, but then she obeyed, her hands shaking as she undid the buttons of her blouse.

Raoul’s eyes widened as he gazed at his own daughter’s bare breasts, his fingers itching to touch them. “Unstrap your bra, baby,” he ordered, his voice thick with desire. Laura complied, her nipples hardening under his gaze. He touched her hard nipples and pinched it slightly. She moaned. He was estatic.

“Randy loves a woman who obeys,” Raoul said, his voice filled with satisfaction. He leaned in closer, his breath hot against her ear. “Do you love Randy, Laura?”

Laura nodded, her voice barely audible. “Yes, Randy, I love you.”

He inserted his finger inside her mouth. The 18 year old latino started sucking it.

Raoul’s hand slid down her body, his fingers brushing against her bare skin. “Then prove it, baby,” he said, his voice low and seductive. “Suck Randy’s cock.”

Laura hesitated for a moment, but then she leaned forward, her lips parting as she took Raoul’s cock into her mouth. Raoul groaned, his hands tightening in her hair as he thrust his hips forward, his cock sliding deeper into her mouth.

Laura gagged, but Raoul didn’t care. He was too lost in the pleasure of his own daughter’s mouth on his cock. “That’s it, baby, suck Randy’s cock,” he moaned, his hips moving in a rhythm that was almost hypnotic.

Suddenly, the door swung open, and Vani’s scream echoed through the room. “Laura, what are you doing?”

Raoul froze, his eyes wide with panic. He quickly switched off the camera, his heart pounding in his chest.

Maddy stared at the screen, his eyes wide with shock and disgust. He couldn’t believe what he had just witnessed. He couldn’t guess what had happened afterwards. Vani hadn’t divorced him, at least not until his last moment. Did Vani knew his endeavors ? Did he succeded in giving her an excuse ? Maddy was confused. But he could,’t wrap the idea that Raoul, his own father, had been hypnotizing his own daughter and forcing her to perform sexual acts with him.

“Nothing is off limits son. “Raoul’s voice echoed in Maddy’s mind as he suddenly closed the laptop, his heart pounding with a mix of anger and arousal. Fact were stranger than fiction. This was more intense that any fantasy incest porno he had watched.

Maddy’s dick was straight as an iron rod and wet. The possibility made him cum all over his pants.

The vlogs were a revelation, each one filled with Raoul’s dark, twisted desires. They were a testament to his manipulative nature and his obsession with hypnosis and mind control. They were a stark discovery, a window into a world Maddy had never known.

The discovery had a profound effect on Maddy. It sparked a curiosity in him, a desire to understand the depths of human desire and control. Little did he know, this was just the beginning of a journey that would lead him down a path of secrets, lies, and taboo desires.

The thought made him feel both guilty and horny, but he couldn’t deny the thrill of the idea. Maddy realized he couldn’t wait to see where this newfound power would take him.

As Maddy sat in his room, his mind racing with possibilities, he felt a surge of excitement and lust that he had never experienced before. He knew that he was about to embark on a journey that would push the boundaries of morality and taboo, and he couldn’t wait to see where it would lead him.

As the night deepened, Maddy’s eyes were still fixed on the broken laptop, his mind racing with thoughts and desires, his heart pounding with anticipation. The story was just beginning, and Maddy was about to embark on a journey that would change him forever. As he sleep, Raouls voice keep played in his dreams “Nothing is off limits son. Rules are for pansies.".