The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

“Well that was a good decision on my part.” Hanna said, her voice smug and filled with satisfaction.

She was laying on her stomach looking at me while kicking her heels idly in the air. Hanna still hadn’t bothered to put any clothes back on and I was enjoying all of the tanned and smooth skin on display. My guest seemed completely indifferent to her nudity—either in regards to modesty or to using the charms of her body to entice me—she didn’t care. We’d had sex and we’d both enjoyed it; that was the full extent of the matter.

It seemed like I was getting quite adept at my ability now; I had stoked her arousal—increased her enjoyment—but I hadn’t created an obsession within her. Which wasn’t to say that she hadn’t been impressed; keeping it casual or not, I was fairly certain she was going to be open to further encounters. But there was a wealth of difference between a pleasurable carnal experience and the all-consuming desire that I had instilled in Alexis.

“Likewise.” I said easily. “I’m glad you were so insistent.”

“You’re welcome.” Hanna said, stretching her arms out and sighing happily. “Although you really gave me a thrashing.”

“Sorry.” I said, not being sorry at all.

“Well I certainly asked for it, so I can’t complain.” Hanna said, giving me a cocky grin. She shifted slightly to her side and winced a bit. “Ignoring a certain tenderness I have in a few places that is. Still, it was fun enough that we’re going to have to play again some time.”

“Oh really?” I said, amused.

“Really.” Hanna said. She rolled fully to one side and leaned on her elbow—giving me a suggestive wink.

She really was very sure of herself—very self-involved. I had noticed it in her before—how confident she was in her looks and appeal. I hadn’t liked it then, and had found it irritating. That said, it wasn’t like I was looking to date or even become friends with her. I was interested in her for her body—so I guess I couldn’t really hold being superficial against her.

“What about Sophie?” I asked her, repressing a smirk. I had implanted enough of an attraction between Hanna and her young housemate that I wanted to see her reaction to my question.

“What?” Hanna said, suddenly blushing furiously. I could tell exactly what was going through her head—the sudden onset of sexual attraction to a friend of yours had to be disconcerting. “What about her?”

“Well,” I said, hiding my grin. “Is she okay with you being fast and loose with the notion of cheating on your boyfriend? We do live next door after all—she might notice.”

“Oh. I thought you meant —” Hanna blushed some more and looked very embarrassed. “I don’t think she’d care. Or at least as long as I didn’t rub her nose in what we were doing.”

“What did you think I meant?” I asked faux-innocently, enjoying her reaction.

“Nothing.” Hanna muttered. She looked disconcerted for the first time since I had met her. “Speaking of—I better get going. I did tell Sophie I would be back for dinner.”

“I guess you’re right.” I said, looking at the time. We had been quite busy for a while and it was already starting to get dark. “I guess I’ll see you around then.”

“I guess so.” Hanna said, regaining some of her confidence. She rolled onto her back and then sprang upright—leaning down and girlishly giving me a peck on the cheek. Then she looked around my room, putting a hand on her waist and cocking her hip. “Now. Where the hell is my underwear.”

The next few days passed by in a dull monotony. I researched and applied for a new career in my spare time and worked my dull job the rest. It turned out that Alexis wasn’t going to be free any time in the near future for any fun, and I was starting to miss her. Even though we didn’t actually do much apart from spend time together in bed, I found I was constantly craving my elegantly beautiful ex-housemate. I wanted to be around her.

You would think that I could take my mind off of her with Hanna, but I hadn’t seen my neighbour since our first encounter. I didn’t think she had changed her mind about having no regrets, but as I hadn’t thought to get her mobile number I couldn’t get in touch with her. I even went and knocked on the door to Hanna’s apartment, but there was no response—neither Hanna or Sophie answered.

I know I could have gone looking for a random encounter—or even hit up someone I knew like Tina or Lara—but I just didn’t feel like it. I guess I was just in a bit of a funk and didn’t want to go out of my own way; I had become accustomed to both frequent sex as well as my partners coming to me, and the thought of going on a ‘date’ with someone seemed exhausting. Pathetic sounding I know, but all the extra steps I would have to go through to safely get a girl into bed with me was just too much. I wanted to relax, not work.

On the fourth day since I’d had sex with Hanna, I tried her door again. It was the late afternoon and I knocked without any great expectations. When the door opened and it wasn’t Hanna, but Sophie that answered I was so unprepared that I stood there stupidly for a few seconds without saying anything.

Sophie was wearing a fluffy pink sweater and a pair of jeans, and she looked pretty damn good to me. Again, I was struck by how young and innocent she appeared—so different to Hanna. She looked up at me with a uncertain smile on her face; and I realised I was standing there awkwardly in silence while looking at her.

“Uh, hi.” I said, finally managing a smile.

“Hi.” Sophie said, giving me a shy look.

I couldn’t help myself; I hadn’t been planning on doing anything—not yet anyway—but I sent a subtle pulse of my ability trickling into Sophie. Her brows furrowed slightly in a puzzled frown, but she then looked at me with a more relaxed mien.

“I think I must have been missing you two for a couple of days now.” I said, rapidly making up an excuse. “I promised Hanna I would show her my favourite track to run on around here but I haven’t seen her for a while.”

“Oh.” Sophie said. Her face had closed down slightly at hearing I was looking for her housemate. “It was unplanned, but we’ve been visiting out families all week. Hanna isn’t back until tomorrow so it’s just me.”

“I see.” I said. I gave a slightly stronger pulse of my ability at the girl—I didn’t want to get in the bad books with her. Although I wasn’t sure why she reacted that way when I mentioned Hanna. I had thought they both got on well. I increased the duration of my ability, and smiled warmly at Sophie. Sure enough, a genuine and welcoming smile bloomed on her face. “Is everyone in your family okay?”

“Thanks, everyones fine.” Sophie said, giving me a smile and small blush. “Do you want to come inside? It’s silly to talk in the doorway.”

I followed Sophie into her apartment, looking around curiously at the interior. It was a bit larger than my one bedroom affair—and also the furnishings seemed quite expensive. Everything from the couch and tv, to the kitchen appliances seemed to be top of the line.

Sophie ushered me to the couch and sat down across from me in an armchair. She drew her legs up under her and sat cross-legged, directing me a warm smile that was tinged with uncertainty. I looked at the young girl and felt a bit predatory; she was just so small, cute, and innocent looking. Now that I was inside her apartment, I was sure she was wondering how it had all happened.

“Do you mind if I ask how you know Hanna?” I said, genuinely curious. “You don’t seem that similar.”

“It’s alright.” Sophie said. “Our parents are family friends. I know it seems a bit odd—she’s almost 10 years older than me! She actually used to babysit me when I was younger.”

“Ah that explains it.” I said, enlightened. I was keeping the steady gentle pulses of my ability at Sophie, and it seemed to be working well. She was relaxing and opening up to me—far more than I’m sure she would have to a relative stranger like me. Apart from her slightly flushed cheeks, it looked like I was avoiding the stronger pull of attraction quite well; if nothing else, this interaction with her was good practice and an opportunity to experiment. “So what do you do with yourself, Sophie? Sorry, I don’t really know much about you.”

“That’s okay.” Sophie said, giving me a bright and happy smile at the attention I was paying to her. “I’m in the first year of my studies, so that keeps me pretty busy.”

“What are you studying?”

“I want to be a veterinarian.” Sophie said, obviously relaxing. She started to tell me all her goals and what was driving her—not letting me get a word in edgewise. I’ll say this for the girl—she certainly was passionate. Then she seemed to run out of breath, trailing off. “ … at least that’s what I want to do. My parents think I’m wasting me time.”

“Oh. That seems a bit …” I said, before stopping myself. I wasn’t sure if she would appreciate me badmouthing her parents. Just to be safe, I sent another wave of my ability her way.

“Yeah.” Sophie sighed. She leaned towards me and her flush wasn’t one of shyness anymore—there was a touch of heat to her expression. “I’m not sure why I’m telling you this—I’m sorry if I’m boring you—but my parents don’t like the idea of me working. Not a proper job anyway.”

“You’re not—I mean, they don’t?” I asked, a bit confused. Sophie had spread her legs a little wider, giving her a better view of her jeans-encased thighs. I might have gone a little further with her than I had originally intended, but as I was rapidly becoming more and more aware of the lovely young woman sitting across from me it was a bit of a moot point. “What are you supposed to do then? Marry rich?”

“No.” Sophie giggled, then looked a bit nervous. “My parents are pretty wealthy themselves. Dad said I don’t have to work or study—he would line something up for me. But I want to make it on my own. At least for a bit.”

“I see.” I looked at her with renewed interest. Some people just seemed to have it all. Here she was; genuinely gorgeous, and now I found out that she was some sort of heiress as well. Looks and privilege. That said, she didn’t come across as stuck up or spoilt though. Going by the two of them, I would have said Hanna fit the description for spoilt socialite better than Sophie. Unless … “Is Hanna in the same boat as you?”

“What do you mean?” Sophie asked me.

I grinned.

“Absurdly wealthy parents.”

“Oh.” Sophie laughed. “No, not really. I mean, they are well off but it’s not the same.”

“How much are we talking here?” I asked, curious despite myself.

“Umm … I probably shouldn’t say.” Sophie demurred. She looked a bit uncomfortable.

I could have tried to pulse her to see if I could get her to spill more details, but instead decided to give it a bit of a rest. Even though I was using a low level of my ability, I could see the effects starting to build within Sophie. She was fidgeting and flashing me quick glances before looking away. Which was good, because I had decided that I was going to take her. She was just too tempting and the situation was perfect.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to pry.” I said, waving my question away. “Forget I asked.”

“Sure, it’s forgotten.” Sophie said, giving me a sweet smile.

She gave me a coy look and then blushed. I suddenly got the impression she wasn’t very experienced—she radiated a clumsy innocence that merged with lovely facade to make her an incredibly tempting target. I had never done this—targeted a complete innocent with my ability—every other time I had driven the woman in question insane with lust and need until they had flung themselves at me. Even my attempts with Alexis had been influenced by our first passionate encounter. This was a more gradual seduction—Sophie would never know that she had no choice in what was going to happen.

I wanted to corrupt that innocence of hers.

“I’m glad I came over and knocked on your door today.” I said softly to her.

“Even though Hanna wasn’t here?” Sophie said.

There was the faintest tinge of bitterness to her voice and I frowned slightly.

“Whats the matter?”

“”Well … “ Sophie gave a long pause. But I had done my job well with my ability and she was trusting me far more than she would otherwise have. “You aren’t the first guy to come asking after her. I guess she leaves an impression”

“I see.” I said noncommittally. She was actually selling herself short, but I guess she was young enough that she wasn’t fully aware of how lovely she actually was.

“Yeah.” Sophie sighed. She seemed to steel her shoulders and gave me a brittle smile. “Anyway, I’ll tell her you stopped by.”

“Can I tell you a secret.” I asked, ignoring her attempt to end our time together. I gently pulsed her again.

“Sure.” Sophie said, blushing as it took effect.

“Asking after Hanna was an excuse.”

“What?” Sophie said, sounding surprised.

“Well, I wanted to talk to you.” I said, spinning a story on the spot. I wanted a particular narrative to run through the young girl’s head about us. “Sorry I shouldn’t have said I wanted to speak to Hanna. But I guess I kind of panicked.”

“Me?” Sophie asked, blinking her big eyes at me.

“You.” I said. I pulse her again—stronger—and put my hand lightly on her knee. She shivered. “I’ve been wanting to get to know you ever since I first saw you.”

I started to make the pulses of my ability I was sending her more regular and increased their strength. I didn’t overdo it—I wanted to see if I could let her remain in control of herself. I inched my hand further up her knee and gave her a warm smile—Sophie looked down at my hand on her leg and flushed prettily.

I stood up abruptly, holding out my hand to her. After hesitating for a second, Sophie delicately placed her small hand in my own. I curled my fingers over hers, holding her firmly and then gently pulled her to her feet. Once she was standing in front of me, I placed my hands on her shoulders and stepped closer into her. Sophie’s eyes were wide and she was breathing rapidly now—her eyes were darting around and her cheeks were tinged pink. I had to have taken her far outside of her comfort zone now.

“You are so lovely.” I whispered, leaning in.

A cute little panicked expression cross Sophie’s face before she screwed her eyes tightly shut. Even so, she tilted her head up to meet mine—parting her soft lips in acceptance as I kissed her.

It was awkward on her part—her lips were soft and yielding, but she didn’t try and kiss me back with any great passion. It was mostly an innocent and tender kiss—I enveloped her lips in mine, gently sucking her bottom lip and probing her warm mouth with my tongue. I could feel her body trembling wildly under my hands.

When I decided I wanted more of her, I took her by the hand and ushered her towards the part of the apartment where the bedrooms were. Adorably, Sophie actually had her name on her bedroom door in pastel pink block letters. I hid my grin, and pushed her door wide open before walking her inside.

“Umm, are you sure?” Sophie managed to ask at last in a small voice. She looked so embarrassed. She flushed when she spotted some dirty laundry on the floor next to her bed—surreptitiously trying to kick some of her underwear under the bed without my seeing. “I mean, this is a bit fast —”

I leant down and kissed her again, interrupting her words. I slipped my hands under the back of her top and softly touched her—revelling in the smooth and silky skin. Sophie gasped at feeling my hands on her and she started to tremble even more.

I gently and methodically started to undress the young girl—carefully peeling off her clothes without any particular fanfare. Every bit of skin I revealed I caressed and sometimes pressed my lips to in a soft kiss—treating her body like it was something special. Sophie was well out of her depth by now—gasping and giving out soft moans as I stripped her of her clothes. I stopped when I had her down to just her panties, placing my hands on her bare shoulders and holding her out from me so I could get a good look at her.

She was slender with lovely porcelain skin, and her breasts were actually quite larger than I had expected. She fidgeted under my regard; crossing her arms in front of her chest in an attempt at modesty.

I gently pushed Sophie back towards her bed, and she followed my directions without protest. She crawled onto her bed—laying down on her back while looking away from me. I sent the strongest pulse of my ability I had used yet to her and watched with satisfaction as it took effect. Sophie arched her back for a moment, pushing her breasts high into the air. She gripped one breast in her hands and squeezed it while looking up at me and panting. Her legs were slightly splayed and opened and I could see the wet mark of arousal on the front of her panties.

I stood over the young girl, feeling powerful and predatory. She was going to be mine.

I reached down and gripped the waistband of her underwear—starting to pull them down.

“Lift your hips for me, Sophie.” I said gently.

Sophie looked down and away from me but did as I asked—lifting her ass off the bed so I could strip her fully nude. I stood over her naked and vulnerable body—looking down at the lovely girl—and licked my suddenly dry lips.

I started to undress—quickly stripping myself naked as well. Sophie watched me with a look on her face like she couldn’t believe this was happening—someone she had only just met undressing while standing over her naked form. At the same time though, her eyes were hazed and smokey with arousal.

When I freed my cock her gaze latched onto it intently—like she couldn’t look away from it. I reached down and grabbed a condom out of the pocket of my discarded pants—taking it out and making a show of rolling it out onto the length of my shaft—before walking forward and easing myself onto the bed on top of her.

I held myself suspended over Sophie’s trembling body, barely touching her.

“Spread your legs.” I whispered. Sophie bit her bottom lip and parted her thighs for me, allowing me to settle myself between them. “Good girl.”

I reached down between us and gripped my cock. I rubbed the tip on the entrance to her sopping wet pussy. It was no surprise at how wet she was considering how long I had been using my ability on her—gentle pulses or not. Sophie’s breasts were soft and luscious on my chest—her nipples hard little bullets.

“Have you done this before?” I asked her. I wanted the answer to be no—she was just so innocent. Even with my ability she looked like she was being completely overwhelmed by everything that was happening.

“Yeah, once.” Sophie whispered, blushing. “My high school boyfriend. But that was a while ago.”

“Then that makes it easier.” I said swallowing my disappointment with a forced smile. Her being a virgin and being this hot was being a bit optimistic in retrospect.

I eased the head of my cock into her entrance, making her gasp at the sensation of my dick stretching her open.

“Shh, it’s okay.” I whispered. I pulsed her again, easing more of my length into her. She was tight. I could believe she’d only had sex once before this—and from the feel of it whoever it had been with hadn’t been as big as me.

“Ugh.” Sophie grunted gently as she took more of my length.

I kept pushing—thrusting my cock insistently into the young girl -until I was buried all the way inside of her. Sophie put her arms around my neck, holding on tightly—her eyes wide and fixed on mine.

“Well done.” I winked at her. She blushed.

I started to gently rock my hips into her. Her skin was soft and lovely pressed against me; her body shaking with my every careful thrust into her. I was claiming this young girl as mine and I was loving every minute of it. However, Sophie just lay there and let me fuck her—holding onto me tightly and moaning softly as I thrust in and out of her—not really participating. I don’t know whether it was because she was inexperienced or if it was a side effect of how lightly I had used my ability on her, but at this moment I didn’t really care. Even laying there unmoving, she was lovely enough for it not to matter overmuch.

I fucked into Sophie for a long while—my slow pace staving off my climax. I had kept up the constant pulsing of my ability and had managed to draw three orgasms out of the young girl; every time her pussy clamped tightly onto my cock—her insides spasming—I smiled down into her face and told her ‘good girl’. Her face went bright scarlet with mortification every time it happened, and I was quickly becoming addicted to the thought of corrupting my lovely neighbour.

I started to speed up only at the end—beginning to thrust my cock into Sophie faster and harder—when I felt my own orgasm starting to build. Her supple breasts were shaking wildly on her chest by the time I grunted softly and started to cum—only the condom preventing thick ropes of my seed from racing into Sophie’s vulnerable womb. I pulsed the girl strongly at the same time, and her body went rigid from her final orgasm—she dug her fingers tightly into my shoulders and humped her hips up at mine for the first time.

When I collapsed—utterly spent—I pulled Sophie’s nude body to mine and hugged her to me possessively. I had needed that. She whimpered softly with her eyes almost completely closed; she was pretty worn out. I kissed her gently on the forehead before getting off of her bed and getting dressed again. Before I left her, she looked up and gave me a sweetly tremulous smile.

“Bye.” Sophie said softly.

“See you soon.” I whispered back. I was definitely going to be spending more time with her in the future.

I exited her bedroom and stopped—surprised and shocked. I hadn’t bothered to shut the door to Sophie’s room when we had gone in, and we had been busy enough that neither of us had heard anyone come into the apartment. Nonetheless, Hanna was currently sitting on the couch in the living room facing Sophie’s door—looking at me steadily with her face set in a closed and unreadable expression.