The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Mind Games—Part Two

When she got to her office, she locked the door and collapsed into the corner with her back to the wall and her feet up to her chin. She began to sob. Once the crying jag had abated, Susan tried to make sense of what had just happened to her. It seemed to her like she had had absolutely no control over her actions. It was as if she were just ‘along for the ride’ inside her own body. Was she going nuts? Still badly shaken she got up from the floor of office and opening her door slightly she looked up and down the hall for people. She saw no one so she crossed quickly and ducked into the women’s bathroom. First thing she did was look in the mirror. It was her face looking back at her, that’s for sure, albeit somewhat disheveled looking. Her lipstick was smeared, her long auburn hair was a mess where her boss had pulled on it. A shiver passed through her as that thought brought back memories. She couldn’t EVEN think what she would say to Mr. Miller, next time she saw him. “I sure hope it isn’t ‘wanna fuck like bunny rabbits, baby’,” she thought sarcastically. Susan rinsed off her pretty face. The cool water helped to restore her sense of order. She then noticed the wetness between her legs. Gingerly she reached her hand under her dress. She wrinkled up her nose in mild disgust as her hand came in contact with her clammy soiled panties. “I guess SOMEONE had a good time,” she thought. She couldn’t spend the afternoon in those soaked undergarments and since she didn’t have a change, she removed them and threw them in the covered trash can and then added a few layers of paper towels to hopefully hide them from the janitor. Next she wet several towels and sponged herself off. Susan had always been one to get really wet down there when aroused. Many times she had seen Mitch’s face covered with her juices. After toweling herself dry, she combed out her hair, straightened her dress and went back to her office to try to face the rest of what had certainly started out to be a bizarre day.

Susan fielded a few phone calls and shuffled some papers, but was having a hard time concentrating. Her mind kept drifting back to this morning’s outrageous episode with her boss. She shook her pretty head and tried to go on about her work. Her intercom buzzed. “A call for you from Mr. Strouse,” the office temp said when she answered. “Thank you, put him through,” she said. God! She had forgotten to call Mitch as she had promised. “Are you OK,” he asked dubiously? “Well, Hon....” She started to tell him about what had happened. He would be angry and confused, but hopefully he loved her enough to understand and help. She desperately need someone to lean on just now. As she went to continue a slight dizziness came over her....“I’m just fine honey,” she heard herself say. “I just got really busy on some personal stuff yesterday and lost track of time. I’m so sorry I worried everybody.” She tried to back up and start over but instead she continued...“You guys just worry too much. I’m a big girl after all.” She couldn’t believe this was happening again. She started to panic. Sweat broke out on her forehead as she fought to control herself. “How about dinner tonight,” she heard her boy friend ask. She tried to say “Oh yes!!", but to no avail. Instead she heard her voice in the earpiece of the phone receiver say, “I’m sorry, Honey, but Mr. Miller wants me to stay late to work on some accounts I missed yesterday. Can I take a rain check? Maybe tomorrow?” She heard Mitch pause and then say hesitantly, “well, OK, if that’s the way it’s got to be.” She desperately tried to stop him from hanging up. She tried her hardest to say “Mitch, WAIT PLEASE DON’T GO!", but the words would not come out. Her tortured mind screamed and she began to cry silently. She then heard him say, “got another call, Hon, see you tomorrow. Glad you are feeling better. Bye!” He hung up. Susan let the receiver fall from her shaking hand to the desk top. She ran her hands through her thick hair and cried softly, “What is going on?” Seemingly out of nowhere she heard a strange voice say, “Good morning Miss Fowler.” “What...Who...?” she started. “I said good morning,” said the voice. Susan looked around her small office. The was no one else there. “I’m in here,” the voice said. With horror Susan realized the voice was IN HER HEAD! Who..what are you,” she peeped in a panicky little voice? “There is no need to speak out loud,” the voice went on, “I can hear your thoughts just as you are now hearing mine.” “Who are you..what do you want,” Susan asked, still out loud. “Allow me to introduce myself. You may call me Aaron. I belong to a group of very wealthy men who have developed the technology required to inject ourselves into the minds and bodies of any individual we choose. We refer to our little group as ‘The Intruders’. We can have any one we want and stay for as long as we like. Yesterday we abducted you and you were taken to our facility where you and I were ‘introduced’” “Why me, what do you want,” Susan asked, silently this time? “Oh nothing in particular,” the voice of Aaron replied, “and everything in general!” “What do you mean by that,” Susan asked, fear creeping back into her voice. “I chose you out of several women I was watching. I want to have a good time with you my dear.” “So it was you....” she said furious now! “Oh yes indeed, it was me. Did you enjoy the taste of your boss’ cum? Judging from how wet you got, I’d say it couldn’t have been all bad,” he chuckled cruelly. “He certainly had a good time. Who knows you might be up for a promotion.” Susan was completely outraged. “Why are you doing this to me,” she screamed in her mind? “Now, now..temper, temper. As I explained before, I am a very wealthy man. I can have anything I want and right now I have YOU!” “I refuse to go along with this,” Susan said. “Leave me alone. I will not cooperate at all.” “Susan, my dear, I don’t require your cooperation, just your body. I know your deepest thoughts and secrets. I am in complete control of you. You are quite helpless to resist, you know.” Susan sat in shocked disbelief. “Ah, you don’t believe me. Even after this morning aye? Well perhaps I can arrange for a small demonstration.” Susan felt her right hand begin to move up her thigh. “No,” she grunted out loud again through clenched teeth. “I won’t,” she huffed. “Oh, but you will came Aaron’s voice.” With all her strength, Susan fought to keep her hand still, but slowly and surely she felt it creep up her thigh until she found herself cupping her pussy between her slightly parted legs. Susan didn’t shave herself down there, she just naturally had only a slight amount of soft light brown fur and then only on the top of her pubic mound. Her full pussy lips were almost completely smooth and hairless. This had always thrilled the very few boy friends she had ever been with. She began to rub herself, slowly running the tip of one finger up and down her closed slit. “Getting warm aren’t we,” came Aaron’s chuckle. “Stop it, damn you!” “Tut..tut..tut..this is supposed to be pleasurable for both of us.” Susan’s finger slowly pressed between her smooth moistening pussy lips. As she touched her rising clit head she gave a slight gasp. “Ah, that’s the spot,” came the voice in her head. “Oh, please,” Susan said now sensing her helplessness. She continued to rub herself against her will. She was getting wetter and wetter. She felt her finger slip inside her. She began to finger fuck herself. She was getting hotter now and started rubbing her breasts with her left hand. She groaned in a combination of pleasure and pain. “Oh, I forgot about the other hand,” said Aaron. “Let’s see now....” “No,” Susan cried as she felt herself rising from her chair. “Please don’t..please...” She bent over and put her forehead on her desk. She felt her left hand leave her tits and reach around behind her shapely ass. Up under her skirt it went and in between her ass cheeks to meet with her right hand between her thighs. As Susan struggled with her “Intruder”, she felt the helpless fingers of her left hand moisten themselves at the well of her now sopping pussy slit. Her legs spread wide apart. With a cry, she shoved one stiff finger all the way up her tight anus. Her right hand added a second finger to her vagina and she began to rhymically fuck herself with both hands. “That’s a good girl,” came the voice in her head. “Nice and slow, in and out, in and out. Can you feel your fingers in your pussy through the finger in you ass now,” he asked. “Yes,” she grunted furiously. “Good, you are beginning to cooperate,” he said. “You bastard,” she screamed in her head! All the while though she continued to plunge her fingers into her ass and pussy. She found herself rotating strokes. She would push two fingers into her steamy pussy as far as she could reach and then as she withrew them she would shove a finger deep into her tight little ass hole. After a few minutes of this she felt herself beginning to get warm all over. Her knees felt weak and she began to shiver. She knew she was going to cum. As sense of revulsion passed through her causing her to shake even more violently. She continued to stroke her pussy and ass helplessly, her head down on her desk. What would she say if someone walked in right now. “Oh, hello, just fucking myself for a minute. Be right with you.” Uggggggghhhhh,” she groaned as she fought her rising orgasm. “That’s right, cum for me, little lady,” Aaron’s voice said in her tortured mind. She began to gasp now and her little ass was humping up and down. Her pussy was so runny now that she was practically wet to her elbow. She felt it coming... “Ahhhh..Ahhhh..Ahhhh..Ahhhh...Gmmmmm..Ohhhhhhh..Nooooooooo!!!” She came like a banshee. Her head bounced up and down on her desk helplessly. Her hands and fingers continued their relentless work inside her. She thought she could hear Aaron laugh. She was absolutely mortified. She didn’t think anything could be worse. She was in for a surprise.

“Mmmmm..that was nice, Susan,” said the voice in her head. “Go fuck yourself,” she thought! Aaron laughed in her pounding head. “That sounds a bit ironic considering what just happened, don’t you think?” Susan slumped down into her chair, feeling helpless and spent. After a minute she said, “Well, are you satisfied now?” Silence.... “Hello,” she said. “Anybody in there?” She had to chuckle at that. Aaron was gone..or at least not answering. She sincerely hoped for the former. She went on as best she could with her duties for the remainder of the day. It was getting close to 5:00 PM and she began to think about Mitch and dinner. She had apparently forgotten about what her mouth had said over the phone earlier. She got her desk straightened out, picked up her purse and headed out of her office. No sooner than she had stepped into the hall, she felt a hand on her butt. She knew before she turned who it was. “Frank, you son of a bitch,” she said as she spun around. “I told you never to touch me again,” she said hostilely. “Woah, easy sugar cakes,” Frank Benton said raising his hands in mock surrender. Susan continued to glare at him and then she got that slight dizzy spell again. “Now be nice,” came that all to familiar voice between her ears. “I know how you feel about old Frank here. Hey, maybe he’s really not such a bad guy. Suppose we find out, what do you say?” “Oh no, please, no..not that,” she pleaded out loud. “Beg pardon, sweet thang,” said Frank. “N...Nothing, Frank. I gotta go. See you tomorrow,” she said as she began to hurry away down the hall toward the elevator door. “Where’s your sense of adventure, Miss Fowler,” Aaron’s voice intoned in her head? “I think you and Frank should get closer. It’s just not right to have such an emotional rift between co-workers. You will be making a real contribution to company moral.” “No! No Way!” Susan thought forcefully as she began to almost run down the hall. Suddenly, she stopped short as if she had run into an invisible wall. She was just a few feet from the waiting elevator, even though that would not have mattered. “You know, Frank, there’s been something I’ve been wanting to discuss with you if you have a few minutes,” she heard herself say as much to her dismay, she turned and walked slowly back up the hall toward the big man. She noticed that her hips were swaying more than normal and although she could not see it, she had a devilish, sexy kind of expression on her pretty face. Frank noticed! “Sure, sure..little lady he said. You’re office or mine,” he inquired? To his surprise she said his office. “My turf,” he thought. “I’ve been waiting a long time for this.” He opened the door to his office and Susan helplessly proceeded him inside. He locked the door as soon as it closed. In an instant, he was on her, pawing and slobbering. Susan struggled ineffectually against the bigger stronger man. She was surprised that Aaron would allow her to struggle at all. Frank smelled of cheep after shave and B.O. He forced her against the desk and continued to maul her chest and ass with his big rough hands. “No....Get off me Frank,” she cried. “Oh come on, Sugar Buns, you know you want it.” “You’ve been wantin’ old Frank to give it to you for a long time. Hell, I saw the way you was lookin’ at me out there in the hallway.” His hand made it up under her dress. A big smile spread across Frank Benton’s acne scarred face as he realized she was not wearing any panties. “All ready for me, aren’t you,” he said as he pressed himself hard against her. She could feel an enormous bulge beneath his cheap polyester pants. She began to struggle much harder now as Frank’s groping hands ran up her ass, grabbing her firm cheeks and pressing her against his rising erection. His breath was coming much harder now. She could feel it, hot and foul on her face and neck. Surely she could struggle harder than this to fend off a rapist. “So that was it, “she realized too late. Aaron was only allowing her to struggle just hard enough to excite Frank but not hard enough to prevent him from having his way with her. It didn’t matter her mind rebelled, there was no way she could let this overweight lout have her. She tried to scream but found she couldn’t. She kicked at Frank’s shins but could not connect with her target. When she felt his pawing hands on the front of her thighs she thought she would die. She clamped her knees tightly together as his large hand found her pussy mound. “Mmmmm...don’t we feel nice and smooth down there,” Frank breathed. She grunted and tried to bite but could not seem to reach his face or neck even though he was right there in front of her. Her mind wailed as she felt her legs part slightly allowing of his course fingers to penetrate her pussy lips. “Ohhhh...ho,” Frank cooed. “Wet aren’t we my juicy little thang.” Her body was betraying her. She felt desperate and alone. She spit in Frank’s ugly face. This got her a slap across the mouth. She dropped to her knees in shock. Frank immediately grabbed a handful of her long hair and yanked her head back so she was staring up at him past his distended belly. “Let’s give you a look at old Frank’s love muscle my lovely little lady and then maybe you won’t want to struggle so much.” Frank struggled with one hand to withdraw his cock while with the other he held her head back. She was helpless to resist in more ways than one. Tears began to form at the corners of her brown eyes. Finally Frank managed to get his trousers unfastened and they dropped to his knees. Out from his slightly soiled boxer shorts he extracted the biggest cock that Susan had ever seen. It still was not fully erect and already it was over nine inches long and it had to be two inches in diameter at least. “Ain’t that a beauty,” Frank beamed down at her. She was still slightly mesmerized by the shear size of him. “Go on, put it in your mouth,” she heard him say. “Mmmm...Mmmm.” she said through tightly clenched lips as she tried to turn away from the huge organ before her. “I said, PUT IT IN YOUR MOUTH!” Frank commanded as he shook her by the hair painfully. Still she refused to open her mouth and tried to free herself from his grasp on her hair. He slapped her again and grabbed her with his other hand by the lower jaw and began to force her mouth open. She fought against his pressure desperately but with Franks strength and Aaron’s help she felt herself losing the battle. Slowly her mouth came open. She could see a drop of pre-cum glistening on the tip of the enormous instrument heading for her lips. The next thing she knew the huge cock was battering at her lips and teeth. Her lips and teeth lost and Frank rammed his cock fully into her mouth. She began to gag at the musky taste of him as he tried to force the big rod down her defenseless throat. Frank pulled back a little and then rammed home again, this time sending her head back painfully into the side of the desk behind. He began to fuck her mouth and throat in earnest. He now had both of his big paws on her head and face holding her still so he could fuck her. With each thrust of his huge cock she could feel him going deeper and deeper into her throat. She gagged and gasped in air with each withdrawal of the pumping ram rod. As he fucked her mouth, she imagined that she could feel him getting bigger with every thrust. Suddenly he pulled his organ from her convulsing throat and began to chuckle as he bopped her on the face and mouth with it. “Baby girl likes Daddy’s big weenie, doesn’t she,” he chided. It HAD grown! She could now see ten to twelve inches of throbbing blue veined fuck muscle before her upturned face. She had to get away. Frank had released her hair for the time being so quickly she lurched to the side and crawled away from his grasp. As she tried to rise to her feet she felt herself go into slow motion. Too late she remembered her “Intruder”. If it hadn’t been for Aaron, she knew she could have made it out of the door to safety, but this was not to be. As she crawled in slo-mo, Frank took one stride over to her and with one hairy arm around her waist and tummy he dragged her to her feet, turned her around and slammed her against his desk. Pencils and papers went flying as she sprawled out face first on the desk blotter her hips striking painfully against the edge of the desk top. Without a second’s pause, Frank was behind her. She raised up on her hands to turn away but he grabbed her by the back of the neck. “Old Frank’s gonna fuck you now, baby. I’m gonna ram this big cock so far up into your sweet belly that you are going to feel it against the back of your teeth. “No, please,” she screamed, but not loudly. She once again tried to force herself up with her hands. Frank let her rise a little but all this did was help to accentuate the arch in her back causing her firm round ass to stick out even more. She could feel him begin to rub his huge member against her soft bottom through her skirt. Soon the inevitable. She felt her skirt being lifted and thrown up onto her back. Her feet were roughly kicked aside to spread her shapely legs more. She groaned out loud as she felt the huge cock pressed against her defenseless pussy lips. As usual she had become rather wet down there in spite of herself. She felt Frank rubbing his prick up and down her wet pussy slit allowing her moisture to get him nice and slippery. Then without warning the thing sank into her. She gasped and threw her head back further arching her back as she felt his monstrous shaft journey up inside her tight canal. The head felt as big as a tennis ball inside her. She felt him pull back and go at her again. She gritted her teeth and cried out as the huge fuck engine forced layer upon layer of her delicate vaginal lining out of it’s path as it progressed deep into her belly. She shivered all over. “Feels good, don’t it, little one,” she heard Frank grunt. She couldn’t answer but instead looked back over her shoulder to see Franks ugly face leering at her. Before she looked away she saw a frightening sight. Although she could feel his cock battering at the very end of her womb, she saw that there was still at least four inches of cock meat protruding from between her ass cheeks. She opened her mouth to plead with him, but before she could utter a sound, he drew the monster out of her almost all the way and then slammed his ass forward with awesome force driving her against the desk like a rag doll. Her eyes flew wide open and she screamed as the huge cock roared back up her protesting pussy canal, slammed against her cervix and she swore later that she could feel a lump in her throat. She felt Frank’s pubic area contact the back of her ass. He was all the way in her now. “Ahhhhhhhhrrrrrrrr....nooooooooooooo......Goddddddd......nooooooooo,” she wailed in anguish. Her tortured cunt on fire. She had never felt such pain. This must be what childbirth is like only in reverse. She shook and quivered all over, impaled on his enormous prick. Frank let go of her neck. She wasn’t going anywhere he knew. He brought his big paws down to her narrow waist just above her hips and held her on him. She could feel the massive organ pulsing deep inside of her. She knew much to her dismay that her tortured cunt was probably spasming as well giving him great pleasure. He just held there for what seemed an eternity before he slowly began to pull back out of her. Susan thought she could feel her pussy close down behind his retreat. Once again as his cock neared the end of her vaginal canal, he rammed it full force back into her. After awhile, Frank began to get up a rhythm and soon he became a regular fuck machine, ramming her over and over, pinioning her against the desk. He reached up and grabbed a handful of her long hair and pulled back on her head arching her back painfully. Using her hair like a set of reins, he rode her like a bucking mare. Suddenly she began to feel his already huge cock begin to swell. She knew what that meant. “Please don’t cum inside me, please,” she moaned. “Oh yeah, baby, Frank’s gonna plant his seed deep in your belly and there is nothing you can do about it. You are going to take all of my cum up in there right into your warm dark womb.” She began to struggle feebly again trying unsuccessfully to free herself from his cock before it was too late. Sensing her attempts, Frank reached forward and grabbing her by the tits he stood straight up, leaned and arched his back. This in effect dragged the helpless girl off the desk and up against him. Susan squealed with pain as her entire weight bore down on the monster cock up inside her. Frank was a good head taller than she so her feet were actually off the floor. She was hanging, suspended on his cock. Deep inside she felt herself groan as Frank’s huge cock invaded still further into her soft belly, re-arranging her internal organs to facilitate it’s passage. Frank began to jerk his hips, bouncing her on his shaft. Susan was beyond struggling. As she bounced on the huge cock, her belly swollen beyond belief and her pretty head flopping around on her shoulders she felt her pussy begin to tighten. “Oh yeah, baby, I feel ya,” said Frank from over her shoulder. He kept bouncing and bouncing. “I feel that little pussy getting tighter and hotter. Come on, baby, cum for me...cum for me.” He humped her faster now, her limp legs hanging down in front of him. She was totally helpless now and gripped in the throws of her rising orgasm. As she felt herself glow all over, she also felt the huge cock her body was impaled on jerk once, swell to an unimaginable size causing her to grunt loudly and then literally erupt with what felt to her like a geyser of cum. She thought she was going to be blown right through the ceiling the force of his ejaculation was so great. Her body shook as she climaxed dangling as if crucified on a huge cock. She cried out in her grief and pleasure, but no one else heard. “Not bad, Susan,” she heard Aaron say at the edge of her consciousness.” “I think I’ really going to enjoy working with you,” he said. Susan was too weak and spent to even think of a reply, besides, Frank was still fucking away merrily. Still jerking her now limp body up and down on his monster cock. She dreamily felt like she had always been this way. Suspended on a cock, her feet off the floor. Just floating.....floating.....

When Susan regained consciousness, she was alone in her own office slumped in her chair behind her desk. It was dark outside. She looked at her watch. It was 10:00 PM. She tried to get up, but her weak legs collapsed beneath her and she fell to one knee beside the desk. Susan struggle to stand, feeling ashamed and depraved as memories of the afternoon washed over her unbidden. “I just want to go home,” she thought. She struggled for the door and left the office leaving the lights on and the door open. She found her car in the garage and started home. As she left the parking lot, she heard the voice in her head again. “Well, Susan, we’ve had a busy day, haven’t we.” “Fuck off, Aaron she said. Why are you doing this to me? Why did you let Frank rape me? Why not just make me fuck him?” “So many questions,” he said. “I am doing this to you because I want to and can,” he said coldly. “I let Frank rape you because I wanted to drill into your psyche the feelings of powerlessness. If we are going to work together, you are going to have to understand powerlessness.” “Your mind and body belong to me to do with as I please. In the following weeks or months we are going to be doing a lot together. You can struggle if you wish, in fact I like it when you do, but you will never win, my dear. You are mine, totally.” She began to shake at the coldness in his ghostly voice. Tears began to form in her big brown eyes as she headed home for a much needed nights sleep. She thought....

As Susan crawled into bed she tried to make herself as comfortable as possible. The dog collar around her neck was a little on the tight side. She rolled onto her side and tried to get to sleep. This was not going to be easy she thought as she felt the two electric vibrators in...

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