The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

I quickly shut Sophie’s door behind me and took a step towards the still figure seated upon the couch. Hanna hadn’t reacted yet; simply sitting there staring at me with what seemed like a carefully blank expression. I didn’t know how long she had been sitting there or how much she had heard. Had we been overly loud? I didn’t know—Sophie had told me that Hanna wouldn’t be getting home until the next morning so I’d thought there was little need for us to be discreet.

I took a step closer and saw for the first time that Hanna’s face was very red with suppressed emotion. I felt slightly panicked—if she was angry that I had just fucked her young friend and wanted to lash out at me I didn’t know how I was going to deal with that. I could instil attraction and desire within someone, but that ability didn’t really help me in this sort of situation. After what Sophie had told me about their parents being close friends, I figured that Hanna must be feeling overprotective towards her. I already knew that Hanna was open and free with her sexuality—she didn’t much care that she was technically cheating on her boyfriend by being with me—but I must have crossed a line with her in this case!

I edged a little closer, trying to think of what would be the best thing to do here. I opened my mouth to say something suitably inane, when I realised that the redness I could see in Hanna’s face was not a sign of anger. Her cheeks were flushed, and she had an expression on her face that I recognised all too well.

Hanna looked … horny.

“Uh, Hanna?” I said in a hushed voice. I was fairly certain that Sophie was asleep by now after all I had put her through, but it was best to be safe. If I was about to somehow dodge a bullet here with Hanna, I didn’t want to suddenly have to deal with a mortified Sophie.

“I—I got home early.” Hanna said in a distant and preoccupied voice. “I was going to surprise —”

“Quiet!” I hissed in a low whisper. Hanna was talking in a normal, almost conversational tone, and if Sophie wasn’t asleep she was definitely going to hear her. “Look, come here.”

I grabbed Hanna by her upper arm and dragged her with me towards the doorway to the apartment; opening it and hurriedly ushering her through. Once we were both safely outside, I shut the door with a relieved sigh.

“You were being too loud.” I said, taking a deep breath. “Now. You were going to surprise Sophie by getting home early?”

“Not Sophie.” Hanna said, absently rubbing her arm where I had grabbed her—I must have squeezed her too tightly by the look of it. “You. But you didn’t answer your door so I gave up and came home.”

Hanna flushed a deeper shade of red and shivered slightly.

“How long were you out here?” I asked her. Among the riot of emotions I could see on her face, Hanna looked confused.

“A while.” Hanna said. She gave me a half-grin that was reminiscent of her usual personality and licked her lips. “About the time you were stripping her clothes off I think.”

A mortified expression flashed across Hanna’s face and she shuddered. She shook her head as if to clear it from unwanted thoughts and I could see the look of panic on her.

“I—I can’t stay at my place tonight.” She said, casting a look at me that was almost desperate.

“Why not?” I asked—somewhat redundantly because I figured I knew what the matter with her was even if she didn’t. Some tension left my shoulders now that I had a handle on what was happening—Hanna wasn’t concerned with the fact that I had just fucked her younger friend; she was confused because she was so turned on by it. I wondered if she had realised—or admitted—yet that it wasn’t the fact that she had overheard me fucking Sophie that was getting to her; rather, it was Sophie herself that was turning Hanna on.

“Because, Sophie’s there and I —” Hanna broke off from speaking and blushed again, shifting from one foot to the other.

I guess that answered my question. I hid a grin as a thought struck me; I wondered what would happen—how Hanna would rationalise it to herself if I increased her attraction towards the sleeping girl inside.

I lightly pulsed Hanna with my ability, strengthening the pull of attraction between her and Sophie. I watched as Hanna shivered—sending a glance full of heated longing towards her apartment and the freshly fucked girl that lay within. She bit her bottom lip and shook herself before giving me a determined look.

Hanna flung herself at me, snaking her arms around my neck and kissing me fiercely. She wrapped a leg around my waist and hoisted herself half off the ground, pressing the crotch of her shorts against me. Her eyes held such heat that I was sure she was on the verge of fucking me right there in the open—which was interesting because I knew I hadn’t even come close to driving her insane with lust with my ability. This was something else entirely.

“Take me back to yours or I’ll mount you right here.” Hanna threatened in a throaty whisper.

“Are you sure?” I asked her, feeling giddy that I had got away with being caught. I didn’t have the ability to control minds after all—I was just able to influence people’s attractions.

“I mean it.” Hanna promised, her voice rough. She shimmied her body against me as if to prove her point. “I need you in me. Now.”

“I only just came a few minutes ago.” I said, nonplussed despite myself. “I don’t think I can right away.”

Hanna shivered again and actually moaned. Her eyes unfocused and I saw her mouth the words ‘he just fucked her’ to herself.

“I don’t care.” Hanna said, sounding like she was on the verge of begging. “I’ll get you hard again. Please.”

She started raining wet kisses on my face and neck, twining her fingers tightly into my hair.

“Please.” She said again. “I’ll do anything.”

I got the impression that Hanna didn’t necessarily want to fuck me—she wanted to make herself forget the fact that she was currently so aroused by thought of Sophie and was happy to use me to do it. Still, I wasn’t made of stone so I simply nodded and led her to my apartment.

Hanna hadn’t been exaggerating; she used every desperate, wanton trick and skill at her disposal—not letting up until she had got me hard again. To be honest it didn’t take all that much effort, but I didn’t want to stop her; I enjoyed the sight of her so focused on pleasing me too much. When I finally thrust my cock inside of her she almost sobbed with relief.

The next morning, Hanna slunk out of my apartment with dark circles under her eyes—she had been unable to get to sleep last night and I’d had to make a real effort to tire her out. I made myself a coffee and sat in my apartment; thinking about all that had happened since yesterday and what I should do about it.

This might turn out even better than I had originally hoped—all I’d had were nebulous thoughts about fucking both of my neighbours, but this was developing into something else entirely. Something better.

Asides from the amazingly hot situation of engendering genuine lust and attraction within Hanna towards Sophie, I thought I might be able to take it further. The question though was whether I should start influencing Sophie in the same way I had been influencing Hanna. When all things were said and done, they were both two very different people; Hanna was such a free spirit in regards to her sexuality that she had used the fact of her unexpected attraction to her housemate as fuel for her own arousal. By how much Sophie had been embarrassed by just having sex with me yesterday made me suspect that she wouldn’t react the same way.

The thought of Sophie writhing and blushing while being impaled by my cock gave me a shiver of arousal and anticipation. She had been so innocent—so young. The look on her face, like she couldn’t believe it was all happening to her, had been perfect. The desire to corrupt and dirty her was as strong now as it had been last night. I wondered what else I could get her to do.

I resolved to not worry so much about things and to just enjoy myself. If nothing else, it was a good opportunity to learn new things about my ability—and to experiment. If I got the hang of this I could have a lot of fun with it—I won’t lie and say that the thought of bringing another girl into Alexis’ bed hadn’t occurred to me already. But I wanted to be sure of myself before I went to that step and to that end Hanna was going to be my guinea pig. It was going to be interesting to see how she would act—and what she would do.

By the time the late afternoon rolled around, I had worked myself up into quite a state. I was very keen to have another encounter with Sophie, and had even given some thought to what I would do to her. I didn’t just want to have sex with her once again—although she was hot enough that it would be great if that’s all we did—I wanted to see how far I could push her into things she wasn’t comfortable or familiar with. I already knew she wasn’t very experienced sexually—I had been her second time for god’s sake—so I knew I could easily push her past for comfort zone.

I had been keeping on eye out the window of my neighbours apartment; both Sophie and Hanna had left around mid-morning, so when I saw Sophie arrive back alone I seized my opportunity.

I started gently pulsing the girl with my ability before I even got to my front door. Sophie had paused in the process of putting her key in her door to unlock it, that cute pink flush appearing in her cheeks again. When she saw me come out the door and walk towards her, she gave me a sweet and uncertain smile.

Having been thinking about what I was going to do to her almost all day, I may have moved a little too quickly for her to keep up. I kept a tight and constant control on my ability, giving Sophie pulses and nudges in time with my every word and gesture—she was so distracted by the feelings flowing through her that she let me practically walk her through her own front door. When she realised the fact that she was once again alone with me in her apartment her face was a mixture of confusion and incredulous anticipation.

That expression only increased when she next found herself in her bedroom.

“Umm. Hi.” She said with a little smile, standing coquettishly in front of me and casting quick blushing looks my way.

“Hi.” I said in a husky voice, reaching out and pulling her to me. “I missed you.”

“You only saw me last night.” Sophie squeaked as I embraced her, but she sounded pleased.

“You’ve been on my mind.” I said, bending my head and kissing her neck.

“I’ve been thinking about you too.” Sophie gasped, wrapping her arms around my back. “I’m not normally like that.”

“Like what?” I asked her, nibbling on her jaw. I pulsed her gently.

“Well, you know.” She said in a small voice. She clung to me a bit tighter and her breathing increased. “I’ve never—never been with someone so quickly after meeting them.”

“Do you regret it?” I asked her curiously. I gently slid my hand down her slender back before resting it lightly on the upper curve of her ass.

“No.” Sophie said, burying her face in my chest. I felt her clench her buttocks under my hand.

“Good, I feel the same way.” I murmured into her hair. I gripped a handful of her ass and dug my fingers into the tight flesh, making her gasp. “In fact, I want to do something for you.”

“What’s that?” Sophie asked me breathlessly. She was stoking her hands up and down my back. She seemed to be unsure of what to do with her hands—just knowing that she wanted to be close to me.

“I want to show you how special last night was to me.” I said softly. I pulsed her again, stronger this time. “I want to make you feel good.”

“Oh.” She moaned quietly. Her whole body was shaking. “What—what do you want to do?”

“It’s a surprise.” I said, grinning above her head. I pulsed her again. “Do you trust me?”

“Um, what do you want to do?” Sophie asked again in a quivering voice.

“I want to pleasure you, Sophie.” I whispered. Pulse. I let my ability go a little longer this time. “Trust me.”

“What do you —” Sophie began.

Pulse. She shuddered in my arms.

“— what should I do?”

“Just relax and leave it to me.” I said to her softly.

I knelt on Sophie’s bed, looking down happily at what I had managed to do.

Sophie was laying down on her back completely naked and vulnerable. She had eventually agreed—helped along by copious usage of my ability—to be blindfolded, and was currently clutching a fistful of her sheets in both hands—her body rigid with tension.

I gently trailed my fingertips along her belly, loving how she instantly tensed the muscles of her stomach at my touch. I kept going down her hips and then to her inner thighs—she moaned softly as I coaxed her legs wider apart for me. When I lightly grazed my fingertips along the edge of her pussy—the lips glistening with her arousal—she yelped in surprise and then flushed a bright crimson. To my interest, I saw that her blush extended down her chest to her breasts.

I kept pulsing the girl—carefully keeping her on the verge of being overwhelmed but never crossing that line. I wanted her to associate everything I did to her with pleasure—no matter how uncomfortable she was with it. When I slipped the tip of my finger inside of her I was rewarded with another groan and a blush.

I leant forward and swiped my tongue over her clit at the same time as I pushed my finger deeper inside of her wet little pussy. Sophie began to pant as I started to finger her in earnest, her juices now flowing freely. She gave a muffled noise of protest though when I gently rubbed my thumb over the puckered opening of her anus—however I made sure to time a strong pulse of my ability to go along with my exploratory action.

“Not there.” Sophie whispered almost inaudibly.

“Shhh …” I murmured soothingly, sending a strong surge of pleasure though the girl as I gently rubbed her anus again; she whimpered and didn’t bring it up again.

Sophie started to writhe on the bed, her breasts heaving, as the sensations I was giving her started to get to her in truth. I kept pushing the boundaries all the while—rubbing and teasing at her rosebud while I fingered and licked the girl—pulsing her strongly each time. When I eventually pushed my fingertip into her ass she actually gave out a reluctant moan of pleasure.

I continued with my attentions on her pussy at the same time as I slowly and inexorably inserted the full length of my finger into her rear. Sophie gasped at the feeling of having something in both of her holes at once, and she arched her back wildly—her nipples hard and erect.

“Oh god.” Sophie said in a small and almost miserable voice.

“What’s the matter?” I said, lifting my face from between her smooth thighs and grinning into her blindfolded face. I crooked my finger inside of her pussy, making her gasp in surprise.

“I’m so embarrassed.” Sophie groaned, turning her face to one side and biting her lip.

“It’s alright.” I said soothingly. “There’s nothing wrong with what we’re doing.”

“I’m worried —” Sophie began to say before I sent a strong pulse of my ability through her body—making her cry out and thrust her hips twitch.

“What about?” I asked, sliding my fingers out of her and then sliding them back in.

“I’m worried I’m going to make noise.” Sophie mumbled in a tiny and embarrassed voice.

“It’s okay if you do.” I said, leaning down and kissing the inside of her thigh.

“No—I just can’t.” Sophie said, starting to sound panicked. “What if someone heard me!”

She sounded so young to me just then. Here she was—naked on her bed and completely open to me—and she was worried about being overheard. Still, I wasn’t a complete monster; I decided to assuage her fears.

I sent a strong surge of my ability through her body, making her spasm with pleasure at the sensation. While she was distracted, I quickly flipped her bodily over so that she was now laying down on her belly. Before she realised what I was doing, I lifted her hips and slipped a pillow under her so as to raise her ass higher into the air. I then grabbed a discarded piece of her clothing from the floor and used it to tie her hands together behind her back.

“Wha—?” Sophie said in a muffled and uneasy voice. “I’m not sure about —”

Pulse.

“Shhh … it’s okay. If you want to make noise just do it into the mattress.” I said, pretending that she was still concerned with being overheard rather than suddenly finding herself tied up.

“But —” Sophie said, lifting her head and trying to look back at me.

Pulse.

“Shh … relax.” I said. I placed my hand on her pert ass and gently caressed the globes of her buttocks, before giving them a light smack.

“It’s just that I’m not —”

Pulse.

“It’s okay. Just relax.” I said again.

I lightly spanked her ass again, making the cheeks ripple while pulsing her strongly for a prolonged time. Sophie seemed to give up; burying her face into the mattress and giving out a long moan—louder than any she had made so far.

The elevated position of her hips gave me an excellent view of her crotch; once I carefully moved her legs slightly apart, I had all the access I needed. I lined up a finger at her pussy and anus and slipped them back inside of her at the same time.

Sophie clenched the buttocks tightly together, her shoulders tensing, as she gave a long drawn out cry of pleasure. I had to admit she’d been right about one thing—if she hadn’t have been pressed face-first into her bed, I wouldn’t have been surprised if someone heard her.

I started to pump my fingers in and out of both her holes faster and faster, using my ability to toy with her body at the same time. Her hands tied behind her back clenched and unclenched; her fingers grasping ineffectually at nothing. I slapped her ass again with my free hand, drawing a pleasure-filled yelp from the girl. I was driving her crazy, doing things to her that I was sure she had never considered doing before.

When she eventually came, Sophie’s whole body went rigid—with a cascading series of twitches running though her. She clamped down on my fingers that were inside of her; her already tight orifices becoming even more restrictive. She keened out wordlessly before slumping down onto her bed completely overcome and exhausted.

I looked down at the prone girl -her skin flushed and pink from her exertions—so overloaded with pleasure that I’m sure she wasn’t expecting anything more. But she was going to be surprised; it was my turn now.

I slipped off of the bed to undress. My cock was so hard from anticipation that it almost hurt; I was aching to bury my shaft back inside Sophie’s tender little body. However, a noise behind my made my pause—I turned to face the doorway and struggled to hide the satisfied look that threatened to spread over my face.

After I had blindfolded Sophie I had silently opened her door a crack—the perfect bait for what I was aiming for. Sure enough—clutching the side of the doorway and looking like it was the only thing keeping her upright—Hanna stood peering through the open doorway into her younger housemates bedroom.

Even though I was looking right at her, Hanna didn’t even seem to notice me. Her gaze was utterly fixed upon Sophie’s naked body laying sprawled face-down on the bed. Her face was in a haze of lust and disgust at herself—and she quivered there at the entrance to Sophie’s bedroom; clearly wanting to come in but trying to stop herself at the same time.

I reached out and lightly slapped Sophie’s upturned ass again—grinning when I saw Hanna literally go weak at the knees and clamp her thighs tightly together. I didn’t know how far I could take this but I knew I was going to enjoy finding out.