The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Derrick looked at the house in front of him in amazement.

Seriously, this was where Kiara lived? He’d known intellectually that running a hospital brought in some big bucks, but it wasn’t until he saw this place that he realized just how rich she had to be. The house was a Victorian style three story house, done up in a nice blue with green trimming. Honestly the place was so big Derrick if it should be classified as a mansion. The sight of it was already making him feel intimidated despite all the efforts he’d made to look professional.

Well, everything the girls had done really. The four of them had gone over his entire wardrobe and when that had failed to find an outfit suitable for tonight they’d gone on an emergency shopping run. What they’d ended up with was a nice suit that made him look at least somewhat professional, though a closer inspection would show that it had been designed to slip off of him in a matter of seconds should the night go the way he believed it would.

Still it was one thing to have that kind of confidence at home, it was another thing entirely to feel that confidence now that he was in the lion’s den so to speak.

The feeling of a hand on his arm snapped him out of his fear spiral and he turned around to see Amanda reaching out from the seat of the car behind him.

“You got this,” she told him, her eyes showing nothing but complete faith in him.

Seeing that he looked back into the car to see all the other girls crowded inside watching him. When they’d heard about what his plans were, they all wanted to come along with him to provide moral support.

Well that and they wanted to be on hand to see what would soon be their new home.

Knowing that they were all counting on him, Derrick closed his eyes and took a deep breath before opening them again so that he could look clearly straight at them all. “Okay, this part is all me. I’ll text you once the evening is over, whatever happens.”

“You mean once you’ve fucked her,” Sarah responded with a wry grin.

“It’s too early to guarantee that just yet,” Judy retorted back.

“Please, this is Derrick, I wouldn’t be surprised if she just jumped him as soon as he walked through the door.”

“That’s enough,” Judy shot back, this time with far more anger in her voice. “This is hard enough for Derrick as it is. We don’t want to add any more pressure on him than the situation is already doing on its own.”

Derrick almost laughed right then. The two of them were arguing so hard that they’d practically forgotten he was standing right there. He did understand though. They’d been quietly feuding since they’d both become enslaved over who would be Derrick’s top slave. Arguments like this had as a result become almost commonplace.

Weirdly enough though, it was actually relaxing him. He supposed it was just the feeling of normalcy, or at least what he’d come to recognize as normal over the past few months, that did it for him. A warm smile creeped up on his face as he addressed them.

“All right, that’s enough you two. I’ll take it from here.”

With that he turned away from his harem and boldly walked up towards the front gate.

Kiara was a bit surprised when she saw Derrick standing by the gate on her security camera. She’d assumed he would have driven himself in as opposed to taking public transport. Though she supposed it didn’t really matter how he got there, so long as he was here now.

Everything was all set up. The toys she’d selected for this evening had all been checked for any issues and were now lying in the proper place for her to spring them on Derrick. In addition the help had all left by now, ensuring that they were alone, with no one to give him a helping hand.

Just before buzzing Derrick in however, Kiara took one last look at her outfit. It was a lovely green dress that appeared modest to the casual eye, but only because it hid what she was wearing underneath.

But that was only if things went particularly well tonight. Admittedly there was still the possibility that Derrick either back away, or simply play hard to get. If that was the case then she’d accept it. After all, this was simply the first in a long game that will culminate in fully breaking Derrick to her will, so she was never going to finish this tonight no matter how well things went.

Finally satisfied that everything was how she wanted, she opened the gates and watched from the cameras as he slowly walked towards the front doors.

She’d made sure to open the front door as soon as she saw him on the monitor. She’d decided she needed to make an entrance and the idea that the first sight of her on this night was her letting him in was not a good one in her mind. Instead he walked through the entrance to see her waiting for him, lording over the space in a subtle display of power.

He was dressed quite nicely in a smart blue suit that fit him quite well despite clearly being bought off the rack. It helped him exude an aura of strength and control.

She liked that. To be honest, it was actually easier to break the strong than the weak. With a strong individual once you cracked their ego they generally spiraled until they were a shell of their former self. The weak ones had no ego to crush, so it took far more time to force them down into what you wanted. Derrick however was anything but weak. He seemed to exude a quiet confidence that said that he was in complete control and this entire evening was going to go exactly the way he wanted it to.

God she was going to love breaking him.

“By your outfit I can tell you’re at least taking this seriously.”

It was a subtle play. She’d taken his outfit and turned it into being the bare minimum expected of him. So many people thought that breaking someone was all about whips and chains. That it was simply tying someone up and beating on them until they submitted to you. While obviously that was a part of it, the truth was that by the time you pulled those things out, the sub should have already been well primed for it.

In truth it was the little things that led up to that moment. It was putting them off their game, making them feel small, especially in comparison to you. Kiara had had quite a bit of practice at this, so much so that she liked to think she’d refined it to a science, one that was now being brought to bear right down on Derrick’s pretty little head.

“Should we get started now then?” Derrick asked.

“Tut tut, dinner first,” she replied with a wry smile.

Another power play on her part. Derrick may correctly suspect that she’d brought him here for sex, but she wanted him to know that if sex was going to happen, it would be when SHE choose, no earlier.

Not that they were going to have sex tonight anyway. No, tonight was simply a feeling out procedure. She’d have a little fun of course with him of course, but she’d leave him with blue balls until he was so desperate for release that he’d allow her to do things to him that he normally would have refused outright.

Instead she walked out towards the dining room, confidently gesturing towards him that he was to follow her. Once there she glanced at Derrick with a side-eye to see how he’d react. The room itself was fairly large, highlighted by a massive dining table that she generally only used for dinner parties. However tonight she’d had two dinner trays set across from each other along the width of the table. This was designed so that they could dine close to each other while still maintaining some distance.

Plus this gave her the option to use her feet to play with him under that table if she felt the circumstances warranted it.

Derrick looked all around, his face unable to hide how in awe he was of everything he was seeing. He managed to get himself together after a few seconds however and seeing that she was already seating herself, took the other chair opposite hers.

After sitting down Kiara looked at the dish in front of her. It was a nice pasta salad. Since she didn’t know exactly when Derrick was arriving she’d decided it was best to go with a dish that served cold. She’d gone with the pasta simply to imply to him that she was interested in him having as much energy as possible for later tonight.

They ate in silence for a bit as she was trying to make him a bit more nervous, however after seeing him get more comfortable as they continued to eat, she decided to start the conversation in order to take more control over him.

“So, here you are, sacrificing yourself for your sister. She must be very important to you.”

“Well yeah, she is my sister after all.”

That was a standard boilerplate answer, one that Kiara felt hid something, so she decided to probe a little bit harder. “Sure, she is your sister, but that doesn’t mean you have to risk so much for her.”

“I wouldn’t say it was that much of a risk.”

“Oh really,” Kiara responded with a wicked little smile. “You don’t know what I want from you just yet. I’d say that’s a pretty big risk.”

“I can guess.”

“But it’s just that, a guess. Something tells me you wouldn’t be here on nothing but a guess if you didn’t think protecting your sister was really worth it.”

Derrick paused for a moment as his mind seemed to be looking back at something else. “Yeah, I guess you’re right,’’ he said with a wistful smile.

Derrick paused again. This time Kiara didn’t interject as she could tell the pause was so that he could figure out for himself what he wanted to say. After almost a minute of silence he finally began to speak.

“It’s hard to explain. Karen’s always been kind of my hero. It may not surprise you to hear this, but I was bullied quite a bit all the way through high school.”

That did actually surprise her, though she kept that surprise off her face. Still it was hard to believe that someone as handsome and charismatic as Derrick here could have been bullied at all. Not that she didn’t doubt it of course. She’d learned at an early age just how cruel people could be for what seemed to be no reason at all. So she kept quiet as she let Derrick continue.

“I guess it comes from the smart introverted kid. I didn’t talk much with the other kids around me and when I did, well, they didn’t exactly understand what I was talking about. But then there was my sister. She was proud, confident and even smarter than I was. It was a revelation seeing her, just completely unafraid to show everyone just how smart she really was and being able to get away with it.”

“Her looks might have had a hand in that.”

“Yeah, I know that now, but back then I was too young to really understand it just yet. To me it almost seemed like a kind of magic, watching her befriend the same people that would have beaten me up, if they even bothered to acknowledge that I existed at all.”

“You add to that the fact that she was one of the few people I could talk to who would not only understand whatever it was I was talking about, she’d usually know more about it than I did. So yeah, I guess I grew up idolizing my sister.”

“So that’s what this is,” Kiara said after considering his little tale. “A little boy who grew up idolizing his big sister and will do anything he has to protect her.”

“And proud of it. The real question now is, what do you want me to do?”

Kiara smiled as she heard this. She now had a much better picture of who Derrick was and by extension, how best to break him. It did mean that sadly that tonight was going to end without her getting to taste her new pet, but that was for the best. Instead she’d string him along, play the nice girl, taken by his little story.

From there it was a simple matter of disillusionment. She’d use her position to break his image of his perfect little sister. Once that was done, she’d simply slide herself psychologically into his sister’s spot. From there it was simply a matter of time until she’d gotten him properly trained.

“Well, I think the first thing is simply finding out if you’re worth my time at all,’ Kiara responded before leaning back and opening her legs, giving him a clear indication of what she wanted.

Yes, this was all going to plan. She’d use him to get her off before sending him home without any release of his own. Yes, that was always the plan and it was never anything else.

And she didn’t know why she even thought that.

Derrick smiled in the way a man would when he knew he was about to enjoy himself quite a bit before ducking underneath the table. Less than a second later she felt his hands on her legs as he put his head between her thighs. She saw a brief look of surprise on his face as he saw that she hadn’t been wearing any panties underneath her dress before he then leaned in and lightly kissed her on the thigh.

She would have laughed at his simple attempt at foreplay, except that she also felt her body shiver as a slight tingle was felt right where he kissed her. Derrick then moved in closer before laying a harder kiss, this time on her stomach, just over her crotch.

Heat washed over her and warning bells began to ring in her head as she felt her pussy immediately go molten. If she already felt this much pleasure from him playing with parts of her body that WEREN’T normally erogenous zones, what was going to happen when he did? Before she could stop him however, he moved down and she felt his tongue on her clit.

Instantly she arched back as she desperately fought to stop herself from immediately cumming at the first bit of stimulation.

Derrick took that as an invitation to play with her even harder. He reached in and began to pump one of his fingers in and out of her as he continued to lick her clit. Everything then went white as a floor of juices gushed out of her. Despite all her efforts, she’d already cum.

Rather than back off however, Derrick simply redoubled his efforts. He reached back around to get his hand on her ass so he could better push her pussy towards him as he transitioned from licking to fully sucking on her clit.

Meanwhile he added a second finger to the one that was already pumping into her. He slowed down the pace however, his two fingers moving around inside of her. As she began to come down from her earlier orgasm she had a brief moment to wonder what he was doing before it became all too clear. He’d found her G spot.

She arched back again and this time a full scream came out of her as Derrick ruthlessly worked her G spot with untold precision. Her hands instinctively reached down and pulled Derrick’s head into her pussy as she came again, her mind unable to comprehend how it was that she could effortlessly control so many men, but Derrick could make her cum, seemingly on command. All she could do was take it as orgasm after orgasm washed over her, leaving her more and more spent with each one.

She didn’t know how long this lasted. Time seemed to lose all meaning as she was transported to a realm of pure ecstasy. Eventually however Derrick leaned back and stopped his relentless attack, finally allowing her to catch her breath.

As she gasped for air she could see him looking at her, a satisfied little grin on his face. “What on earth was that?” she blurted out, immediately regretting it as she ceded some of her control to him.

“I had a good teacher,” was all he said.

Kiara’s mind leapt back to her first meeting with him. He’d been accompanied by some girl in a cheap sexy nurse outfit. That was probably his girlfriend. If she was this good at training someone, it might be worth bringing her in to help with teaching the basics to some of her other projects.

But first she needed to deal with the one in front of her.

“I’ll admit you’re pretty good, but you still have a ways to go to see if you’re really worth the trouble.”

That was a bit of bluff and Derrick probably knew it, but it needed to be said. She’d let him take control of the situation and she couldn’t just let him go now without taking it back. Still, she’ll need to avoid having se...she’ll probably need to have sex with him if she wanted to have any chance in getting him where she needed to get him tonight.

“Let’s take this to a more appropriate arena,” she said as she got up. Derrick got off his knees and followed her. She would have liked it to have had him follow her on all fours, but it was too early to do that just yet.

The worst part however was the way he followed her. He felt less like a little puppy that she was leading around and more like a lion that was dominating the room, looking to claim what was his by right. She felt a strange urging to just kneel before him then and there, which was something she’d never felt before for anyone. She absolutely hated it.

Still, it would make it all the sweeter when he found out what she had planned for him.

They quickly arrived at their destination, a spare bedroom that she’d set up for the night. She’d briefly debated bringing him to her bedroom, which felt a bit odd to her as she’d never even considered bringing any of her other projects to her room until she was confident that they’d been fully trained. She preferred the idea of holding out on that as a final reward for them when they were finally ready. In addition it allowed her to outfit the room with only the tools she planned to show him right now as it was not a good idea to go full bdsm dungeon on the first night. Instead she had this room which looked fairly normal, at least until she was ready to show off just what surprises she had in store for Derrick.

Once she reached the door she reached out and grabbed Derrick’s shirt so she could pull him into a kiss. It was a minor play of dominance on her part to take control. So far she was letting him know that while he may be able to give her a lot of pleasure, she would be the one deciding exactly when and how that would happen.

Oh god his tongue! If she didn’t already know just how talented his tongue was from when he’d eaten her out earlier, this kiss would have told her. His tongue twirled itself around her mouth, playing her tongue in a dance that he’d clearly done many times before. Kiara moaned in pleasure as she idly wondered how exactly he could make her tongue feel like her clit.

As this went on she wrapped her hands around him and began to move backwards, pulling him with her until she felt her legs being stopped by the bed. She fell backwards then, causing them to tumble onto the bed together, their lips never once breaking contact. She then flipped over, putting Derrick on his back as she finally broke away from him.

A slight pang of regret came over her then, but she pushed that to the back of her mind as she began to pull at Derrick’s clothes. Sensing what she wanted, Derrick helped her to take his clothes off. Very quickly he was dressed in nothing but his socks and his underwear, leaving Kiara to note that he’d clearly planned his wardrobe around this happening.

As she finished pulling his pants off, Derrick scooted back on the bed, pulling himself all the way to the headboard. That was perfect, as it put him exactly where she wanted him. She slithered her way up his body, planting little kisses, both to keep him turned on, but also to distract him so that he wouldn’t notice what had been revealed on the headboard thanks to their shuffling around.

At last she had gotten back to the top of him and she kissed him again. Derrick began to try to pull her dress over her top, but she pulled his hands away, drawing them instead to cup at her breasts. She didn’t exactly have to fight him too hard on that, however she ran into more problems here as she hadn’t counted on how good he’d make her breasts feel, even over her clothing. Already she was feeling yet another orgasm coming and she quickly grabbed his hands, entwining them with hers as she pulled them out until they were both outstretched towards either side of the bed.

In a move that would be incredibly difficult if it wasn’t for the fact that she’d have an immense amount of experience doing, her left hand broke contact with Derrick’s right, just long enough to reach over and lock his wrist in place with a set of handcuffs.

This was the dangerous part. Once the first hand had been trapped most men began to fight. She was prepared then to use all her strength to get his other hand locked up as well, but Derrick again surprised her. He looked over at what she’d done and instead of fighting, he grinned and moved his left hand over so that she could easily lock that one up too.

“I wouldn’t have thought you’d be so okay with being handcuffed,” Kiara told him as she locked his wrist up.

“Are you kidding? I’ve wanted to do something like this for a while now. It’s nice to not have to be the one in charge sometimes. The problem is that every girl I’ve been with has been insisting that I dominate them and make them completely submit to me. It’s like they just can’t bear to be the one in charge.”

“Well I don’t think you’re going to have to worry about that with me,” Kiara told him with a smirk of her own.

Finally things were going her way. While admittedly it was harder to break someone that was already into being somewhat submissive, this also meant that she could go much harder on him right from the start. She slipped off of the bed then and she enjoyed as Derrick’s eyes followed her, anticipation on his face. She decided for the first load of the night she’d go a little easy on him as she lit a candle so she could get the wax ready to begin dripping it on him.

But first some protection. As the candle heated up she reached into a drawer, past the riding crop she was planning to use once she’d established the tone of the evening, to her box of condoms. She was on the pill of course but there was no sense in taking any chances. Finding it there she grabbed a hold of it and pulled it out...

That’s strange. What was this box she had in her hand? Well whatever it was it probably wasn’t that important. Kiara put the unknown box back where she got it out from and turned back to face Derrick. She closed the distance to them and finally pulled his underwear off, exposing his cock.

Oh...my....god! Kiara had seen numerous cocks of all shapes and sizes, but this one was without a doubt the most perfect cock she’d ever seen. It should be on display at the Louvre, it was so beautiful. Her eyes glazed over for a moment before the realization that she was practically drooling caused her to snap out of it. She reminded herself that she could gaze at it as much as she liked once he was fully hers. For now she simply grabbed the candle and carefully mounted herself on top of him.

She maneuvered her dress to spread out around him, obscuring the point where they were going to be connected. She took a deep breath then to settle herself as she could feel his cock along the lips of her pussy. It hadn’t even pierced her yet and it already felt amazing.

Still she needed to be in control. She’d already done a few other subtle power grabs. Simply the fact that he was naked and she wasn’t was a clear indication of who was in control. Now she leaned down and brought her face down to his chest as she carefully bit down on his nipple. It was enough for him to feel it, but not enough to break skin. As she did this she looked up at Derrick. His face showed a look of eager anticipation.

Seeing that she moved the candle over his chest and slowly turned it sideways, allowing a trickle of melted wax to drop down onto his chest. He immediately flinched, which caused his nipple to try and pull itself out of her teeth. She held on for a moment, just long enough so he could feel the pain before she let go. She then pulled herself back up to a seated position on top of him as she dabbled a bit more wax on him.

She was rewarded by the sounds coming out of Derrick’s mouth. It was a mix of groans of pain that was also tinged with a moan of pleasure. She was sure that Derrick probably didn’t know how much of what he was feeling was pain and how much was pleasure either.

“Do you like that?” she asked him

“Yessss,” he hissed out as his body writhed underneath her.

Kiara smiled triumphantly. As she continued to pour wax onto his body, she reached down with her free hand and twisted his nipple. As she did this she also began to rock her body back and forth, moving her pussy lips along his cock. The increase in both pain and pleasure caused his face to contort in ways that excited her.

She had to restrain herself from getting up so she could get a dildo to shove up his ass. Not that she wasn’t going to do that to him eventually, but if she went too far too fast she might cause him to run and she didn’t feel like keeping him locked up until he was fully broken. Beyond the simple fact that his family would probably call the cops if he come back, there was simply the joy she’d get of seeing the despair in his eyes as he came back to her, unable to live without the exquisite torture only she could provide him.

At this point she only needed to get him hooked, which had already occurred. Frankly at this point it would probably be better if she actually didn’t have sex with him....she just needed to have sex with him to seal the deal. She blew out the candle before looking at him with a devious little grin as she reached under her dress and positioned Derrick’s cock at her entrance. “And now for the main course,” she said to him as she thrust her hips down, pushing his cock completely into her.

The moment she did she instantly came. The candle dropped from her hand and rolled off the bed as she lost control over her own body. Once again Derrick had somehow overwhelmed her defenses and just as before, he began to thrust from below before she could recover from what had happened.

This was bad, this was very bad. Every time he thrust his cock into her, she came. She fell forward again, falling onto his chest as a distant part of her screamed that she needed to get herself off of his cock before something happened. She didn’t know what it was, but she somehow knew that she had to avoid it somehow.

Unfortunately her body was not obeying her. Rather than pull away her hips began to thrust in time with Derrick’s, causing her orgasm even more. After only a minute of this she’d already lost any thought of anything except gaining even more pleasure. Subconsciously she moved up and began to kiss Derrick. Their tongues entwined again, somehow causing her mouth to feel like a second pussy.

The orgasms were now coming in pulses, one from her pussy, then another from her mouth. As a result she wasn’t able to notice that Derrick was getting close to a release of his own. That changed when the sensation of his cum pouring into her womb caused the largest orgasm she’d ever had in her entire life caused her to completely collapse on top of him as she lost all consciousness....

Derrick tried to be patient while Kiara lay unconscious on top of him. Honestly it wouldn’t be so bad if it wasn’t for the fact that at the moment he was handcuffed to the bed. At least in this case, the cuffs were properly padded to protect his wrists.

After a few minutes Kiara began to stir, which caused a little twitch in Derrick’s cock as the two of them were still connected. “Good to see you’re finally awake. Think you could unlock me now?” Derrick said with what he would like to think was dry wit.

“I could, but I’m not gonna,” Kiara responded with a predatory grin.

“Oh c’mon, unlock me already.”

“Sorry Master, but I’m not anywhere near done with you just yet.”

As Kiara was saying this, she suddenly reached over and flipped the latch on the cuff holding Derrick’s right hand, releasing him. Derrick quickly reached over and undid his other hand as Kiara looked on in silence, stunned over exactly what it was that she had just done. “Why did I do that?” she asked herself quietly.

“Because I told you to,” Derrick responded as he turned to the side, causing her to fall off of him. She continued to look at him in confusion as he got up off the bed and headed over to his pants. “So what?”

Derrick reached down and found his phone in pant pockets as he responded. “Doing what I tell you is part of being my slave after all.”

“What. The fuck. Did you just say?”

Derrick stopped and looked over to see Kiara staring back at him, her eyes narrowed with a look of pure murder on her face.

Okay, something has definitely gone wrong here. Derrick panicked for a moment as he tried to figure out what he was seeing. He was sure that his powers had linked with her, not just because she was willing to have sex with him, but also by the simple fact that she’d called him Master when she’d woken up. So why was she so angry with him now?

“Okay, something seems to have gone wrong here.”

“Oh really?” Kiara said as she got off the bed, walked over to Derrick and slapped him across the face.

Or at least, that’s what she attempted to do.

Instead, her hand suddenly stopped a few inches away from his face. Derrick flinched, but as soon as he recovered he saw the shocked look on Kiara’s face as she stood there with no idea of exactly what had just happened. Seeing this, Derrick had an idea.

“Okay, I’m going to try something. Take off your dress.”

“Why you little fu...” Kiara began before suddenly pulling the straps of her dress to the side and letting the dress drop down to the ground before finally stepping out of it, exposing herself completely to Derrick.

And what a sight it was. Under her dress all she’d been wearing was a sexy white corset, which contrasted quite well with her mocha skin tone. He’d already known that she was clean shaven from when he’d eaten her out earlier, but he was surprised to see that her nipples were actually pierced, something he hadn’t noticed despite having fondled her earlier. Mind you, he hadn’t been able to do it for very long before she’d strapped his arms to the bed, but still, he thought he’d notice that.

The most glaring thing though was the look of fear on her face as with the realization of what had just happened, Kiara started to slowly back as far away from Derrick as the room would allow her to. A sigh escaped Derrick’s mouth as he looked on this with sadness. He knew he needed to complete her enslavement, but this definitely wasn’t what he wanted. Still, what was done was done and he needed to move forward.

Having finally retrieved his phone, he quickly called Judy. “It’s done, but something’s gone wrong. I need you all to come here while I call Karen so we can figure out what to do about this.”

He hung up then and made a similar call to Karen. Once that one was done he sat down on the bed and looked over to Kiara, who was still huddling in the corner of the room. “We need to talk,” he told her.