The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Derrick opened the door to let his sister in. “You’re fired,” Kiara, dressed now in a simple pair of matching gray sweatshirt and sweatpants, told her as she walked through the door.

“You’re not firing my sister.”

“And what makes you think you have a say in this?” Kiara angrily challenged him.

That seemed to finally set him off. “Well considering you have to obey any order I give, I’d say that gives me the final say on anything you do.”

Kiara just looked at him with a quiet rage as Amanda helped get Karen out of her jacket. “How long has this been going on?” Karen asked.

“Pretty much since before the rest of us got here,” Amanda answered before moving back to join the rest of Derrick’s girls who were quietly watching this whole thing with what looked to Derrick like amusement. Sarah had already somehow gotten herself a bowl of popcorn that she was eagerly handing out to all the girls around her.

“I’d better get started then,” she replied before turning and walking over to Derrick.

Derrick looked over at his sister a little sheepishly, a little embarrassed over the situation. He’d done everything he was supposed to do, but somehow it had still all gone wrong. “So, give me the rundown, what exactly is her condition?” Kiara asked him.

“As far as I can tell, she can’t hurt me or any of the girls and she has to obey any direct order. Other than that though, she’s pretty much the same as she was before, which means she’s really pissed off about the situation/”

“Pissed is putting it lightly,” Kiara retorted.

“So how exactly do we fix this?” Derrick asked, ignoring Kiara’s remarks.

“Talk to dad.”

“What?”

Karen looked back at Derrick seriously. “Look, the issue here is that you completed the brainwashing before her new personality had time to develop. Since dad was dating mom for almost 2 years when his powers activated, mom’s brainwashing got completed mere hours after he’d linked with her. If anyone knows exactly how to hand;e what’s happened here it’s going to be him.”

Derrick groaned in frustration. “That’s great and all, but I can’t exactly go up to dad and say, ‘hey, guess what I went and did the exact opposite of what you’ve been telling me to do and now I have a brand new slave’ now can I?”

“I’m not your slave,” Kiara yelled at him.

Derrick simply turned and gave her a credulous look. “Swear the oath.”

“Kiara looked back at him, confused. “What oa....TH!?” she said before her body suddenly dropped itself to the ground.

She looked at herself with complete shock as her hands suddenly pulled both her sweatpants and sweatshirt off, once again revealing naked body. Once that was done she spread her legs wide and reached down to open up her pussy lips, exposing them to Derrick and all the other people in the room.

Then something really odd happened. Kiara’s face changed from one of shock and anger, to one of awe and devotion. As she stared back at Derrick she then spoke with utter and complete sincerity the words he’d been hearing from every other slave once he’d fully dominated them. “I pledge myself to serving you as your dedicated sex slave. Now please Master, use this bitch slut’s holes to satisfy any desire you want.”

For a few seconds Kiara’s eyes seemed to glaze over before, with a shudder, her mind refocused back on where she was. With a jolt she crab walked backwards, again trying to put distance between herself and Derrick, This time she only got a few feet before her but collided with the stairs behind her.

Seeing her like that made Derrick feel a bit guilty. “Sorry,” he told her.

“Don’t apologize,” came the voice of Sarah from his side.

“You’re our Master,” she continued. “You never have to apologize to any of us for giving us an order. Besides,” she added as she turned to look knowingly at Kiara, “She’s not afraid because of what you forced her to say. She’s afraid because of how much she liked it.”

“I don’t like this!” Kiara shouted.

“Oh please. You can lie to other people all you want, but you can’t lie to me. At least, not about this. Every slave who’s sworn that oath knows just how amazing it feels to say that. How everything in our heads just clicks right into place. We were all born to be Derrick’s slaves, so this oath is the proof of our worth.”

After listening to that, Kiara just stood up and marched over to Sarah, now seemingly oblivious to the fact that she was still completely naked. “Get. Out.” she told her through strained teeth.

“Okay,” Karen said with a wry grin.

“What?” Derrick said, confused as he looked back at his sister.

“I know when we’re not wanted. Let’s go Derrick.”

With that she quickly moved over and grabbed Derrick by the hand. Derrick found himself being pulled along with her towards the door as he tried to figure out what exactly it was she was doing. He got about three feet out the door before the reason became clear to him in the form of Kiara rushing over towards him in a near panic.

Of course, she’d just been brainwashed, which meant that she wouldn’t be able to leave his side by more than about 10 feet for at least 12 hours. He hadn’t noticed it earlier because even when she’d been trying to get herself away from him, the contours of the room had prevented her from getting too far away.

Not to mention the fact that it had been sometime since this fact had even been relevant to him. The last he’d taken had been Amy and with her it hadn’t been an issue since she’d stabilized well before the two of them had naturally left each other’s sides.

Of course, his forgetting this wasn’t important right now. The important thing was getting Kiara back inside before any of the neighbors noticed her standing naked on the front porch with a bunch of strangers and decides to call the cops.

Getting her back inside was easy enough. At the moment she was just mechanically following wherever he went. Once he got back inside, Karen addressed him one more time. “Listen, I’ve got things to do, so I’m leaving Kiara in your care. Either talk to dad, figure out how to fix her yourself, or just learn to live with her. It’s your choice.”

And with that she simply turned and walked out without another word. Derrick sighed and looked back at the rest of his girls. “It’s late, for now let’s just get some sleep and we’ll figure out what to do in the morning.”

Kiara had been in a bit of a fugue state ever since she’d run over to catch up to Master. She’d been angry at Sarah for what she’d said to her. She hated how proud she was of just being a little submissive slut for Master, but what she had especially hated was that she was right. Swearing that stupid oath had felt wonderful and even now she was finding herself less and less angry with Master and more happy with him for enslaving her.

That feeling just pissed her off even more.

But then Master started to leave and suddenly all of her rage had disappeared, replaced with the growing terror that she may never see him again. That terror caused her to run out the door and cling to him desperately, afraid of what might happen if she let him go.

After that she didn’t really notice anything other than his manly arms and wonderful smell. Her mind only really began to focus on something else when she felt Master’s hands gently pulling her hands off of his arm.

All at once the rest of the world suddenly snapped into place and she found herself back in the spare bedroom that Master had....fucked her senseless in. She looked around everywhere, shocked to find that she and Master were alone in the room. “Where is everyone?” she asked.

“They’re looking for their own spots to sleep. I told them it would be easier to get acclimated to all of this if you didn’t have to worry about any of them for the first night at least.”

As Master said this he began to slip out of his clothing again, leaving himself completely naked by the time he finished talking.

Kiara’s face then began to heat up as she looked at him. Mentally she berated herself for acting like some lovesick child, but even then she couldn’t stop herself. It was like she was a nervous virgin all over again, which was especially frustrating for her as even when she was a virgin, she was still utterly confident in herself.

So she watched as Master got himself into bed. Once there he held the covers up, offering her a spot next to him. She then found herself unable to resist joining him. He then put his arms around her and held her tightly to him, looking her into lying on her side, face to face with him. She watched him then as he slowly drifted to sleep. For her though, she was too wound up, confused about everything he’d told her about his family and their brainwashing powers. This was compounded of course by the glorious cock that she could even now feel on her stomach. Just having that monster right next to her was just so distracting.

In the back of her head she heard a voice telling her that she’d sleep much better if she just inserted his cock inside of her, but she ignored that voice. There was much she still didn’t understand, but the one thing she definitely knew without fail was that there was no chance she was going to give Master the satisfaction of waking up with his cock planted inside of her.

Jessica screamed in ecstasy as Master filled her cunt with his cum for the fourth time. This seemed to finally be enough as he collapsed into bed next to her. Like a good slave-slut Jessica then began to lick his cock clean as began to doze off.

Once she was done she carefully put a blanket over him to make sure he stayed warm as she walked back to the bathroom. Obviously when Master wakes up he’ll want her to be attached to him so he can fuck her first thing in the morning, but she was going to do that she’d need to clean herself off from all the sweat and cum he’d poured on her. He’d be very upset with her if he woke up to find her dirtying him with her unclean body. He’d be so angry, he’d probably punish her.

Jessica definitely wanted to avoid Master punishing her.

She looked down then to the sight of Amber and Beth. The two former spouses were lying naked on the floor, their hands cuffed behind them with their legs similarly cuffed, with the chains going around each other, effectively leaving the two hogtied.

If that wasn’t bad enough, Master had also shoved a dildo down each of their throats. According to him it was so that they could better learn how to take cock, but Jessica suspected it was more because he knew how painful it was going to be for them over time.

Jessica felt quite bad for slave sisters, but in a strange way she was also grateful to them for stepping on that particular landmine before she did. She’d been preparing to approach them about spicing up Master’s orgies with some lesbian play before they’d done it themselves and earned Master’s wrath. He’d been punishing them ever since.

Sadly it wasn’t her place to question Master. If he told her that he wanted a pair of hot lesbian slaves, her job was to help him get them. If now he said he wanted to punish those same slaves for the fact they were lesbians, well then it was her job to see that those punishments were enacted. All she could is hope that Amber’s little plan to get Master some new slaves works and Master finally forgives them. Otherwise....well, she didn’t want to think about that.

Finally making it to the bathroom she walked, turned on the shower and quickly got in, letting the cold water wash over her. She spent a minute just letting the water flow over her as it slowly warmed up before beginning to soap herself up. She spent another moment to fantasize about Master coming in and washing her from behind, but she knew it was just that, a fantasy. Master was just fine with his slaves cleaming him up, but he wouldn’t debase himself by doing the same to them.

As she began to start soaping herself up, she found her hands beginning to rub her stomach. It felt strange to her that as much as she wanted to have Master’s child, she was actually somewhat glad of the fact that she was barren. Frankly it was taking everything she had to keep her bar afloat while still dealing with all of Master’s desires and hang-ups. She knew that if she got pregnant Master would absolutely expect her to do all the work of raising the child herself, which meant that something would have to give. Since she couldn’t possibly dial back on serving Master, nor could she ignore his child, it would definitely mean that she’d probably have to close her bar.

Honestly she hoped none of them was pregnant, since she didn’t believe Master was quite ready for children just yet.

Once she finished cleaning herself, she then took her razor and quickly worked her crotch to ensure her bush still formed into the shape of a heart as her Master wanted. Then she brushed and used mouthwash to rid her mouth of the smell of cum and walked back out to the bedroom. Finally getting back there she slipped back under the covers and cuddled back up to Master. She felt his hand unconsciously grab her ass as she did so. She simply froze then, unsure of what to do, as whatever action she took could end up angering Master when he woke up. So instead she lay their unmoving, taking the moment to go over her schedule in her head, making a point to note the appointment she’d scheduled next week for her and her fellow sister slaves at the tattoo parlor. Master apparently now wanted a more permanent mark of their enslavement to him and what Master wanted, Master got....

Derrick woke up to find himself lying on his back with Kiara lying on top of him. At some point in the night she’d apparently slid his cock into herself and had fallen asleep that way. This left Derrick torn. On the one hand, he’d really enjoy fucking her awake as he poured more of his cum into her womb. On the other hand, he knew that she’d somehow blame HIM for her stuffing her pussy full of his cock.

Before he could make a decision however he felt Kiara begin to stir. Still somewhat groggy it took her a few moments to realize the situation she was in. Once she did however she gave Derrick an annoyed look. As Derrick braced himself for another argument with her however, she instead pulled herself up and began to gyrate her hips.

That....was unexpected. But Derrick wasn’t exactly going to complain about this. Instead her reached up and began to cup her breasts while he began to match his hip movements to hers. Kiara shuddered as his hands came into contact with her, then she reached over and grabbed ahold of his wrists. Rather than try to move his hands off of her as Derrick suspected she was going to do, she instead pushed them harder onto her breasts, increasing her own stimulation. Derrick took the opportunity this gave him to reach up and feel the studs on her nipples. He was surprised at first to find that, rather than being cold to the touch, they were in fact quite warm. It made sense though in retrospect, as they’d long since been warmed up by Kiara’s body heat.

After spending about a minute enjoying the sensation of Kiara’s breasts, Derrick decided that it was time to finish her off. So he pulled his hands off her breasts and instead reached downwards, giving himself a firm grip on her ass. He then began to pump harder up into her, using his grip to make sure she didn’t slip out of him. Kiara began to moan louder then as she was quickly brought to orgasm.

As soon as her pussy juices began to squirt all over him, Derrick redoubled his pace and it wasn’t long before he was also cumming inside her. This of course caused Kiara to cum again, this time even harder, before she then fell forward onto his chest. The two lay there for a little while, breathing heavily. Finally they both came down as Derrick moved to the side, finally extricating himself from Kiara’s pussy.

“I have to say, I really wasn’t expecting to have sex with you again after everything that happened last night.”

Kiara had a defiant look on her face. “Don’t get the wrong idea. I’m still not your slave. I just figured that if I was going to have to deal with all this shit, I might as well get the benefits too.”

Derrick tried hard to keep a straight face as he heard that. “So I’m a benefit?”

“No, just your cock,” Kiara retorted before getting up and heading towards the door, seemingly oblivious to the fact that she was still completely naked. Derrick mentally shrugged and followed behind her. He was also naked, but he didn’t care since the only people who would see it were his girls.

Kiara hit the stairs and started heading downwards. Derrick then had a thought, which caused him to stop at the top of the stairs himself. Kiara continued for a second before slowing down and finally stopping, her foot dangling in mid-air as her body started to tremble. She turned around, and looked at him angrily. “What are you doing?” she asked.

“Just testing to see if our link has stabilized or not, which clearly it hasn’t.”

At these words Derrick found he could easily see the irritation on Kiara’s face. “So what exactly are we supposed to do now?”

“Well I’m not working today, so there shouldn’t be any issue with me coming with you to work. We just need to figure out some excuse for why I’m following you around all the time.”

After hearing this Kiara looked at Derrick in a way that made it clear just how much of an idiot she thought he was. “Or I could just call the hospital and say that I’m feeling a bit under the weather and I’ll be telecommuting today.”

Derrick flinched when he heard that. “Or I guess we could do that,” he said self-deprecatingly in a way to alleviate his embarrassment before he began to walk again. Kiara thankfully chose not to respond and simply turned and continued downstairs as well.

Eventually however the two of them reached the kitchen, where they found the twins looking around. “Where’s the measuring cups?” Amanda asked, oblivious to their arrival.

“Top shelf, second from the right,” Kiara immediately answered.

Amanda looked up then, startled at the response to her question. She quickly recovered however and tried to cover by saying, “I’m surprised you even know where anything is in here. Aren’t you supposed to have a chef to handle all this for you?”

“I only have a chef for special occasions. Most of the time I do my own cooking.”

“Do you normally cook in the nude?”

Kiara looked down then and realized for the first time that she still hadn’t put anything on. “I’m...naked aren’t I? Why am I still naked? I mean, it’s not like Master isn’t naked too.”

“That reminds me,” Amanda said. “You should probably get something on Derrick.”

“Why? It’s not like you haven’t seen everything already?”

“It’s not about modesty, it’s simply because what’s down there is quite distracting,” Came the voice of Judy, who had just now entered the kitchen herself. “To put it simply, unless you’re feeling like having an orgy with your breakfast, you should at least put a robe on.”

“That’s quite a lot of talk back coming from a submissive little slave-slut,” Kiara retorted back angrily.

Judy just looked back at her with a glare she generally reserved for a particularly dense student. “Submissive doesn’t mean I don’t have opinions of my own. Derrick may make have the final say, but he’s kind and smart enough to take our own feelings into account before he makes any decisions. Can you say the same?”

“What’s that about?”

“We took a little tour of the place after you and Derrick went to bed,” Amy cut in. “I must say, that sex was quite the surprise.”

Kiara went white when she heard this. “But...that door was locked!” she cried out.

“Yeah, and the keys were in your purse. Honestly, if you didn’t want anyone down there, you really should have done a much better job of keeping that thing locked up.”

Kiara dropped down into a chair then and began to massage her temples. Seeing this Amanda stopped what she was doing and sat down next to her, putting her arm over her shoulders. “Oh don’t be dramatic,” she told her. “It’s not like any of us are going to tell anyone about your little fetish. Hell, look at this way, at least now you don’t have clean any of it anymore.”

Kiara paused her moping to look over at Amanda. “What?” she asked.

“Ta dah!! You now have your own personal maid live-in service. You can officially drop whatever agency you’ve got cleaning your house cause from now on my sister and I are going to be taking care of all of the stuff personally. We’ll even make sure to do all the maintenance on your little dungeon for no extra cost.”

Seeing Kiara looking at her like she’d grown an extra head Amanda suddenly burst out, “Well, not for no extra cost. I mean, we’re doing it so that it’s in tip top shape in case Derrick wants to use any of it on us.” She then stopped as she realized that that wasn’t why Kiara was so shocked.

“Look,” she added. “Nobody here is going to judge you on your fetishes. We all have our own after all.”

“And yours is being maids?”

“Complete with our own sexy maid outfits,” Amanda said proudly.

“Well we will once mine comes in from the shop,” Amy added as she mixed some pancake batter in a bowl.

“What are you talking about? You’re outfit came in earlier this week,” Derrick added, confused.

“Oh apparently there was an issue with it, so they’re replacing it.”

That seemed odd somehow to Derrick, but before he could comment further Kiara got up and attempted to leave the room. Just as she got over the threshold however, she was stopped again. “What? I can’t even go to the bathroom alone,” she complained.

“I need to take a shower anyway,” Derrick responded as he turned and followed her.

“It’s Sarah’s turn, so make sure to wake her up so she can wash you,” Judy called out to him as he left, eliciting a nod from Derrick to acknowledge her statement.

“What, can’t even wash yourself,” Kiara retorted.

“Oh I could,” Derrick said. “But you try getting them to let me do it.”

Kiara just massaged her forehead again as the two of them headed off, first to find Sarah and then, the bathroom.

Kiara tried desperately to concentrate on the spreadsheet in front of her. That she failed was all Master’s fault. Not that he hadn’t tried of course. When his little sluts had discovered her pool and decided that today was going to be a pool party, they’d nicely moved a table and chair as close to the water as they could so she could work without being too far from Master. Master had also implemented a no splashing rule so there was as little chance of her laptop getting ruined as possible. None of it mattered though, when every time she tried to concentrate, there was Master either fondling or being fondled by one or more sluts.

Not to mention their swimsuits. They were all so revealing, they might as well have been naked. She took a brief moment to look down at her own outfit. She was wearing a swimsuit as well of course, since Master might lose track of his position and move out her range which would no doubt result in her literally diving in after him. Still, at least her outfit was far more tasteful. Admittedly the outfit was a red bikini, but that didn’t mean it was vulgar like the others. It was in fact, far more refined and elegant, though she’d had to make a few alterations given the circumstances. They were fairly minor however, she’d simply cut a few holes in the center to expose her nipples, but that was simply because she’d decided to go with nipple rings today as opposed to her normal studs. However those rings just didn’t feel right when worn with her swimsuit, so the holes were necessary for her own comfort and that alone.

With a sigh she closed her laptop. Clearly she wasn’t going to be getting any work done right now, so she might as well accept it. Instead she thought back to the dream she’d had last night.

In it she’d been a little girl experiencing her first crush. Her mother had warned her about him, that he was only interested in one thing. Instead, she’d told her, she should hold herself back until she could find her true Master, the one who would completely dominate her and rule her life. He was the only one truly worthy of taking her virginity.

She’d argued with her mother about it, but a few weeks later when she overheard her crush bragging to his friends about how easy she was to get into bed, she’d known that her mother had been right.

She’d wasted her virginity on a man who hadn’t been worthy of being her Master, so from now on, she’d dominate every man she met. After all, only a man who could truly dominate her was worthy of being called Master.

To be honest, while she hadn’t thought of those days in years, she can easily realize why she dreamt about it now. She’d been dominated.

That wasn’t to say that she accepted Master as her Master. Instead of truly dominating her, he’d used some strange psychic powers. As far as she viewed it, that didn’t count. Inside she reiterated her vow that she would never refer to Master as Master, not even once.

As she reaffirmed her beliefs she turned over to check on what Master was doing. Damn it, he was at it again. This time he was with that older woman, Judy was it, in the pool. The slut had already pulled her breasts out of her black bikini and Master was clearly fucking her in the water while one of the twins was vulgarly sucking on one Judy’s breasts.

The whole scene was incredibly frustrating for her, though she couldn’t figure out why. Before she could say something she’d end up regretting later however, she was interrupted.

“You know there’s plenty of room on Judy’s other tit if you want to join in on the fun.”

Kiara turned to see that Judy had taken up a seat next to her. She was dressed in a pink string bikini with nothing but little triangles barely covering up her nipples. Her lower half was a bit less exposed, though that might only be because her stomach was just beginning to push itself outward and was therefore covering her lower half just a little bit.

“If you think that’s so enjoyable, why aren’t you down there?” she asked with a sharp tongue in order to hide just how tempting that offer had been to her.

Sarah simply smiled as the other twin got another lounger chair and joined them as well. “Sorry but that’s impregnation sex. Only slaves you haven’t impregnated yet are allowed to join in.”

Kiara’s eyes widened at the implication. “You mean he’s deliberately...”

“Trying to get us pregnant? Yeah.”

As she sat there, stunned at the revelation and what that inevitably meant for her, the twin sitting with them felt the need to interject. “You have to understand, Master cares about us. He knows that if he were to suddenly die, then the sudden breaking of the link would cause all of us to commit suicide. The only way to stop that is if we have something to tie us to life. In this case, it’s having the duty of raising Master’s children to adulthood.”

Kiara just stared at them. Were they really this far gone to think that the only life worth living without Master was one where they sat around raising his brats? God she really needed to get away from these two. Sadly the only escape was into the pool where she was then confronted by the orgy in progress.

By this point Master had finished with Judy and was pumping into the first twin from behind while Judy hung to him, kissing and caressing his body. With a sigh, Kiara joined in on the other side. Not that she wanted to of course, but it was marginally better than having to listen to the other two talk.

At least she was finally able to concentrate on work once Master put a few loads of cum inside of her.

Later they would all arrive in HER bedroom, insisting that, since she had a giant king sized bed, they were all going to sleep together with Master. Of course Master was perfectly fine with the idea. Kiara went along with it, solely because she refused to sacrifice her bed to anyone. That stubbornness meant she had to take part in the bedtime orgy, but she had no choice but to do that. Yes, she only did it because she had no choice, no choice but to lose herself to caramel delights and discover the joy of being fucked while four other women work all her sensitive spots. No other choice but to learn all of theirs as she helped them come to orgasm on Master’s cock as well. No choice but to lick cum off of another sluts face before begging Master to fuck all of them yet again.

Yeap, no choice at all.