The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Hello sir, and who might you be?

(My name is Samuel. Victor recommended you to me.)

Ah, Victor. One of my best success stories. What did he tell you about my services?

(That you’re the best, and that you would be able to help me.)

Oh, I see. And what exactly is it that you need help with, Samuel?

(I get distracted too easily at work. I need to learn how to focus better.)

And what kinds of things distract you, may I ask?

(Well, just about anything. Noise from the street, a pretty girl walking by, you know.)

Hmmm. I get the picture. Do my legs distract you right now?

(What?)

My legs. In sheer pantyhose and the heels I am wearing. My short skirt. Do they distract you?

(Well, yes, now that you mention it.)

And how is that?

(What do you mean?)

How do my pretty legs distract you?

(When I look at them, I don’t really want to think about work.)

But you don’t need to think about work here, Samuel. Is that understood? If we’re going to work together, that should be one of the first things we’re clear about.

(Yes, I understand.)

Good. So tell me then, how do my legs distract you?

(They just DO.)

You mean, like when I uncross and recross them like this, you try to peek up my skirt?

(Well, yes. That and...)

And what, Samuel? When I rotate my foot like this, do you get caught up watching the sensual movements of my ankle?

(Well, yes.)

And when I dangle my shoe from my foot like this, do you get absorbed wondering if the shoe is going to fall off?

(Yes, I do.)

And what is wrong with that? They seem like normal reactions to me.

(Well, I can’t let women distract me so easily. My job is too important. We have too many pretty young women at my company, it’s too easy for me to lose my concentration.)

Your company? Do you own it?

(Yes, I do. I’m Victor’s boss.)

I see. And you have too many pretty women working there, they make it hard for you to concentrate?

(Yes, that’s right.)

And you can’t just replace them with men, without facing charges of harassment, right?

(Exactly.)

I see. Well now that I understand, let’s try a different approach.

(Okay.)

I want you to think about the women you work with. Think about them in their most provocative outfits.

(Okay. Now what?)

Think about their legs in their short skirts and heels, their spandex shorts and panty lines, their see-through blouses and low-cut tops.

(Yes. I have the image.)

Good. Now, what about these women distracts you the most?

(When one of the women is wearing spandex pants and she walks up close to me, I can almost feel her femaleness hit me like a brick, only what happens is that I get an erection. I can’t stand up without giving it away! Or when one of the women wearing a short skirt sits in front of me crosses her legs and then wiggles them like women do. I can’t help but imagine what’s up her skirt!)

I see. So you’re like most men, then. Obsessed with the female form.

(Is that my problem?)

I don’t know if I’d call it a problem, exactly. More of a syndrome. And it can be treated.

(Oh? How?)

Well, we began your treatment already, but you may not have noticed. Do you recall looking at my legs when you sat down?

(Yes.)

I want you to continue looking at them. I want you to watch every movement of my legs and feet. I want you to glue your eyes to my legs like they are all you need, all you want.

(That’s not too hard.)

No, it isn’t, is it? Good. Just keep watching them. Most men would, you know.

(Yes, I know.)

As I wiggle my legs and rotate my ankle, most men would want to watch. It’s only natural. It’s the masculine response to the feminine display. Don’t you agree, Samuel?

(Yes, I agree.)

I knew you would. And as I open my legs like this, and recross them, it’s only the natural masculine response, to try to peek up my skirt. Do you understand?

(Yes, I understand.)

But you are unable to see anything, because like most women, I am just too highly skilled in the art of crossing my legs. But that doesn’t stop you from looking, does it Samuel?

(No, it doesn’t stop me from looking.)

That’s right. Because you are a man, and a man with some degree of sexual prowess. You seek to observe, approach and conquer every beautiful woman you meet. Isn’t that right, Samuel?

(Yes, that’s right.)

Whether the legs belong to me, the women you work with, or women on the street, you cannot control your urge to look at them. To look at their legs, their feet, and admire their glorious beauty. To seek a closer view, a better view. To see more, to see it ALL. Do you understand, Samuel?

(Yes, I understand.)

You enjoy this completely. It is what you want. You are not distracted by pretty women, but it is other things that distract you from THEM. It is your true intention to spend as much time looking at, and adoring, all beautiful women. Isn’t that what you really want, Samuel?

(Yes, that’s what I really want.)

I knew this all along. I was hoping you would also understand, once I explained it to you. Your purpose is actually to watch women, to adore them, to worship them with your eyes. Don’t you love having such a wonderful purpose?

(Yes, I love it.)

And if a woman gives you the honor of letting you come closer, perhaps to touch or smell her, you will hungrily partake of the opportunity, won’t you, Samuel?

(Yes, I will partake.)

You will seek to be as close as possible to her, to smell her perfume, to touch her legs or her hands, to feel her breath when she speaks to you, anything at all to be close to her. Isn’t that right?

(Yes, that’s right.)

And this is not a distraction from anything. It is, rather, your True Purpose. It is all other things which distract you from this purpose. It is all other things which you wish to set aside, so you may concentrate on your True Purpose of adoring women. Isn’t that right?

(Yes, that’s right.)

So if I were to get up now, like I’m doing, and walk over to you, you would watch every aspect of my body and how it moves, wouldn’t you?

(Yes, I would watch every aspect of your body.)

And as I slide by so close to you in your seat, you would lean slightly, hoping I might brush by you. You would inhale deeply, hoping to inhale my fragrance. You would be totally focussed on me, my body, and my femininity the entire time. Wouldn’t you be?

(Yes, I would be.)

This is not a problem with your concentration, Samuel. This is perfect concentration. You are able to concentrate perfectly on every aspect of me. Just as you want to, just as you know you need to. And this is as it should be. You do not have a problem, Samuel, do you?

(No, I guess not.)

Good, we’re making real progress here. And when I come back to my seat, you want to watch me very carefully as I sit down and slowly cross my legs again, don’t you?

(Yes, I do.)

And when I drop my pencil near my feet and ask you to pick it up for me like a gentleman, you want to be of assistance to me. But even moreso, you want to take the opportunity to get on your knees before me, and to get closer to my legs and feet. Would you please pick up my pencil, like a gentleman?

(Yes, I will.)

And while you’re down there, you want me to move my feet closer to you and to your face, so perhaps you might touch them and feel my pantyhose against your hand or cheek. Isn’t that what you really want?

(Yes, that’s what I really want.)

Why don’t you move your face a bit closer. There, now you may feel my legs against your face. You like that, don’t you, Samuel?

(Yes, I like that.)

You like my legs, and the soft, smooth nylon. You like my overpowering femininity. You like feeling your erection growing strong when you get so close to me. You love the effect I have on you. Don’t you, Samuel?

(Yes, I love the effect you have on me.)

While you’re on your knees there, I would like you to kiss my feet. Do you mind? They just happen to need kissing right now. Kissing by a big, strong man like yourself. You’ll kiss them for me, won’t you? It will give you the opportunity to bathe yourself deeply in my femininity, to let yourself go. Will you kiss them?

(Yes, I will kiss your feet.)

Thank you. That feel so nice. Let me slip off my shoes, so you can kiss my little toes, as well. Do you like my toenail polish?

(Yes. I do.)

Do you like the way my toes smell? You may inhale as deeply as you like, to be sure.

(Yes, I like the way your toes smell.)

Very good, then you may continue kissing them, and enjoying the feel and fragrance of my beautiful feet and toes. That feels very good. And as your therapist, it feels very good to know you have no problems concentrating. Concentrating on my legs and feet, concentrating on kissing my toes, concentrating on my voice. You like concentrating on me, don’t you?

(Yes, I like concentrating on you.)

And you will find it easier and easier each time you see me, to concentrate all your attention on my legs and feet. You will find it harder and harder to keep your mind off my tremendous feminine beauty. And you will find it harder and harder to keep your mind from hearing the music of my voice, and letting it guide you. You can concentrate only on me, and only on other pretty women from now on. Isn’t that right?

(Yes, I can only concentrate on you and on other pretty women from now on.)

Everything else will seem like a distraction, but you won’t let these things distract you. They will fade into the background. Other things will gradually become nothing more to you than the trivial sights, sounds and smells of life. Pretty women deserve ALL your attention, and they will easily command your complete attention whenever one is around. Pretty women will always command your attention. Is that clear, Samuel?

(Yes, that is clear.)

Very good. You may get up and return to your seat. You have been a very good subject.

(Thank you.)

As a reward, I want to give you something to take with you. Here is a pair of my worn pantyhose, from another therapy session. It was a very good session, and you may be able to tell this by the scent they carry. Please hold them to your nose.

(Yes.)

Now, can you please sniff them, and tell me what you smell?

(It smells like your fragrance, only more concentrated.)

That’s right. More concentrated, just for you. To help YOU concentrate. Now, whenever you find it hard to concentrate on pretty women, for instance when work begins to distract you, or when you start thinking about paying your bills, you will take out the pair of pantyhose I have given you. You will smell them, rub them against your cheek and even kiss them if necessary, to refocus yourself. You will find it quite easy to focus once you inhale the sweet, feminine fragrance of my pantyhose and once you feel their softness against your face and lips. You will find it quite easy to concentrate, and you will not need to continue with whatever was distracting you. You will be very happy just to concentrate on my pantyhose, and the images you have of my legs and of the legs of other pretty women. Do you understand, Samuel?

(Yes, I understand.)

Good. Very good. Now, put these pantyhose away somewhere safe. I will see you next week, at the same time, and we can discuss your progress. I will also show you some new techniques to help you concentrate even better. Until then, I think you will be able to concentrate far better than you were before today’s session.

(Yes, I think so too.)

Goodbye, Samuel. And good luck with your concentration.

(Thank you very much.)