The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Jordan Ballestrino was more grateful than ever that she had applied at her current job. Six months in and she had adjusted here like nowhere else she had ever worked. The curvaceous blond had made friends, some casual, a couple that seemed to be more long-term. She and another girl, Lorena Santiago, had met at work just a few months before and clicked so well it was scary. They joked they were sisters separated at birth and were already talking about maybe looking for an apartment to split together in order to save on rent.

The two ladies were sitting in the break room on a coffee break and chatting about the upcoming company trip. It would be a weekend excursion that the head office had gifted to them for the success. An overnight bus ride to New Orleans for a weekend of partying that the two ladies were looking forward to.

“I cannot wait to hit Orlando, Jordan! We are going to have so much fun!” Lorena gushed. “We haven’t had a good night out in weeks.”

Jordan smiled in response to the other woman’s enthusiasm. Despite them being the same age, the two women had had vastly different experiences in life so far. Jordan had grown up fast with a less than good home, maturing to adulthood at a young age. Those experiences had caused her to develop defensive mechanisms that had cost her friends and jobs in the past. Her new friend, Lorena, was the complete opposite. Lorena’s parents had been the best parents a child could ask for; always present, never too busy, and just the right amount of love and discipline. The petite hispanic girl had been pushed academically and it had paid off. She had graduated as valedictorian of her high school class and finished in the top 3% of her college class. Her bubbly, outgoing personality lacked the shell of emotional scar tissue that Jordan had built. Lorena was less cynical, less jaded and possessed an air of innocence that made Jordan smile. The other woman’s idea of a good night out was going to a movie and then maybe hitting a bar for a couple drinks.

“I know! We can hit Disney, Universal, everything!” Jordan responded animatedly, feeding off the excitement of the other girl. “That drive is really going to suck, though. Overnight, on a bus, I don’t care how luxurious, won’t be fun.” She paused to sip her coffee and continued. “The only good part is that we will get into the city early and won’t lose any time.”

Lorena nodded her agreement. She wasn’t particularly looking forward to the bus ride but the benefit of getting more time in Orlando wasn’t a bad consideration. She had never been on such a long bus trip but Lorena figured she could use the time to catch up on her reading, her Kindle being readable at any time of day. Or nap, chat with Jordan, or anything really. “Should we plan on sharing a pair of seats then? I can bring my laptop and we can binge some Netflix or something?”

Jordan nodded in agreement. “You bring the laptop, I’ll bring my headphones and the wine for the ride. How about that?”

Lorena giggled like a young girl getting away with stealing cookies. Her sheltered childhood hadn’t allowed for any opportunities to drink and college, despite being party time for many students, had been more of the same as she had saved money by living at home and commuting. She always felt so grown-up and cool when she had an opportunity to have an alcoholic drink. Her friend Jordan was the opposite; with her history, she was jaded when it came to booze and saw it as just another beverage.

The two girls continued planning for the upcoming bus ride, arguing over the best road snacks, which tv shows to binge, and whether it would be too slutty to bring condoms with them in case they met a guy or should they be good and buy them if needed? The last was mostly Jordan and she brought it up mainly as a way to shock her more sheltered friend. She hadn’t just clicked really well with Lorena but had also made another friend.

Jordan’s other friend was both not secret and a huge secret, one she didn’t discuss with anyone else. The young woman wasn’t sure exactly how she had fallen into it but one of the bosses of the branch, Jason, commanded her. She belonged to him and while she wasn’t ever sure what that meant, she did know it partly meant mind-blowing orgasms delivered nearly weekly. What it came down to was he commanded and she obeyed him.

Sitting at her desk and waiting on her next call, Jordan could feel her pussy leaking into her thong as she remembered how skillfully Jason had brought her to orgasm with just his fingers so many times. Clenching her thighs and feeling a sinfully delightful squishing feeling, the blond looked around the office, hoping no one was close enough to see the light flush rising on her face or smell her arousal.

Jordan sat and thought for a moment, her lust coloring her thoughts. Reaching a decision, the blonde stood up and calmly walked towards the rear of the office building. She made her way through the halls, quickly reaching her destination. In a stroke of luck, Jason’s gatekeeper Luna, was away from her desk. Silently stepping over to the office door, she placed her ear against the door and listened for voices. She wanted to surprise Jason, not embarrass him, with what she had thought to do. Hearing nothing, she gently turned the handle and eased open the door.

Her luck continued to hold as the door opened and she could see Jason working at him standing desk. From her vantage point, he seemed to be half a person, from the abdomen up. Jordan eased her way into the office and softly shut the door behind her, the soft music playing in the office easily masking the click of the door latching. She grabbed the hem of her blouse and gently cleared her throat, catching the attention of the older man behind the desk. He looked up, surprised to see her in his office and unable to figure out what she was doing there. That changed quickly as she swiftly raised her blouse to neck height along with her bra, flashing her large breasts to the man behind the desk.

Jason’s eyes widened in shock and appreciation as Jordan whipped out her tits to display to him. Her tits were amazing and always a sight he wanted to see but he certainly hadn’t expected nor planned for it right at this moment. He saw the smile on her face as she took in his focus on her dancing tits, the nipples hardening quickly due to the twin stimuli of the cool office and her excitement. He saw it...and knew he needed to do something a little further down the path than he had initially intended. Still smiling, he came around the desk, making no effort to conceal his erection resulting from the gorgeous half naked girl in his office. Quickly reaching the blond, he reached from behind her and firmly cupped the naked breasts, pulling her tight against him, nearly grinding his hard-on into her round ass. Jordan moaned as she felt that dick, the dick she had decided it was time she got to play with. Her moans increased in volume as Jason’s skillful fingers pinched and twisted her sensitive nipples.

The moans cut off with a yelp of surprise as he suddenly spun her around to face him, one hand gently but firmly tangled in her hair to keep her facing him. Jordan knew she had miscalculated as she saw the stony expression on his face.

Jason knew he had to do something quickly to regain control or the work he had put in would waste away. If she knew how she affected him, it would undermine his conditioning. Pulling her hair tight, he lowered his face to mere inches away from hers and growled, “Did I tell you to come in here and wave those tits at me?”

Jordan was immensely confused. She had been certain that Jason would enjoy seeing her tits and the surprise of her taking the initiative; she certainly hadn’t anticipated that he would be this upset with her! Her nervousness sounding in her voice, Jordan stammered out, “I, I, just wanted to surprise you…” The young blonde’s voice trailed off as tears welled up in her eyes.

Jason allowed no warmth to enter his voice as he responded. “You agreed to obey me; obviously that’s too difficult for you. This is not something I told you to do, is it? Is it?” He repeated in a slightly more menacing tone of voice while moving his face closer to hers. He could see the tears in her eyes, threatening to spill over any second. Her answering shaking of her head in the negative was nearly enough to send them spilling down her smooth cheeks but they maintained their precarious perch for the moment.

“Jordan, you are a beautiful, smart, and wonderful young woman; really a good girl. I don’t know why you thought this would be a good idea but a good girl would do as she was told, not as she thought would turn me on, wouldn’t she?” Again, the tears wavered in place but still did not flow as Jordan nodded her agreement.

Jason loosened his grip on her hair and wrapped his arms around her in a comforting embrace from behind. The larger man was able to easily wrap around her, his hands lightly resting atop her breasts, not stimulating, just resting. Jordan, despite her panic and fear, leaned back into the embrace and listened to the words flowing from Jason.

“Jordan I think I made a mistake and I’m sorry. All this time I thought you were a good girl because you do as you’re told. I was wrong and I now know you’re more than that.” Jason could feel some of the tension leaving the young girl’s body as he spoke. He gently squeezed her big tits as he continued to speak, the stimulation building Jordan’s excitement and lust. “I think Jordan, what you really are, is a slut.” As he said these words, Jason lowered his lips to her ear, his breath tickling the sensitive instrument. He gently took her earlobe between his teeth and nipped ever-so-gently, drawing a moan from the half-naked girl at the additional stimulation.

Jordan tried to shake her head in the negative as Jason’s words penetrated her lust-clouded mind. She wasn’t a slut! That couldn’t be true, she was a good girl! As she opened her mouth to protest, she felt his skillful fingers begin to softly twist and pinch her diamond hard nipples and her words vanished into a low groan. She could barely concentrate on what Jason was murmuring into her ear. “It’s ok Jordan, being a slut is nothing to be ashamed of. It’s just like being a good girl; you know what good girls do, don’t you?” He paused as she unsteadily nodded her head yes, eyes closed in pleasure as he continued to fondle and grope her beautiful breasts. “That’s right. They do as they’re told. So do sluts, Jordan, and they’re not ashamed of being turned on by the idea of being controlled. Just like you. Are you turned on right now?” Again, her head moved, this time side to side in the negative.

Jason moved his head to the other ear and continued, “Jordan, it’s ok to admit it. Slut’s aren’t ashamed to be sexually excited. Are you really telling me that if I slid my hand down, under your pants, under that thong I know you’re wearing, that I wouldn’t find your cunt absolutely soaked? That my fingers wouldn’t just slip right in like they’ve done before? That you wouldn’t be coming for me, coming on my fingers?” He could see the flush on her face as she listened to his words but the constant stimulation of her nipples and breasts along with his nibbling on her earlobes was causing it to be difficult for her to think clearly.

Jason began to slide one hand down, easily sliding under the band of Jordan’s slacks. His fingertips felt the lace on the expected thong and dove underneath, gliding over the soft, curly hair of the young girl’s pussy and without hesitation or resistance, two fingers slid inside the blonde. Jordan’s knees buckled as she felt the digits enter her, only Jason’s arms around her keeping her upright. As his fingers began to slide in and out of her oh so slippery cunt, she began to groan with pleasure, the digits rubbing against her clit with every stroke.

“You see, Jordan? Wet pussy, thong as I predicted, you’re even ready to cum for me aren’t you?” Jason whispered in her ear.

“Uh uh yesssss, ahhhhh yess…” Jordan managed to get out between moans and gasps. “Please…”

“Jordan, are you ready to admit it?” He asked softly, teasing her hungry slit with his fingers, relishing the whimper of need it drew from her.

“What? Yes, I am I want it, please!” Jordan said quietly but quickly, her desire growing, the teasing doing little to quench her lust.

“Admit you’re a slut and you’re halfway there. Can you do that for me?” Jason punctuated his question with a rapid fire series of finger thrusts, getting a half-muffled yelp of pleasure for his efforts.

“I’m a slut now please finish me please please please!” Jordan babbled, trying in vain to get the older man’s skillful fingers back inside of her, giving her the pleasure she so desperately desired.

“Jordan, whose slut are you?” He asked softly, his fingers teasing the edges of her achingly empty pussy.

Jordan didn’t hesitate, her desire grown to unmanageable mountains. “I’m yours Jason. I’m your slut! Now please!!!!”

Jason kissed her softly on the cheek and slowly removed his hand from her pants. He spun her around, smiling slightly at the confused look on her face. With minimal pressure on her shoulders, he brought the young half-naked blonde to her knees in front of him. Without hesitation, she leaned forward and began to fellate his fingers, the routine so ingrained in her now. She hadn’t even cum and knew that this was expected of her. Jason let her continue for a few moments before he withdrew his hand. From her knees, Jordan looked up at him and spoke softly.

“Please Jason, I said it, I said what you asked. Please make me cum, please!” He could see how much that pleading cost her and though he ultimately wanted nothing more than to bring her pleasure, he knew today was about more than that.

“Jordan, get back on your feet. Do you remember what you came in here to do?” He asked firmly. At the blushing blonde’s hesitant nod, he continued. “Jordan, you need to be punished, don’t you think? You could have caused a serious problem if you’d been wrong that I was alone. So, here is your punishment. Strip. Now.”

He looked her in the eyes as he said this, letting her know that he was absolutely serious. Seeing the unyielding look, Jordan didn’t hesitate. She quickly removed her shirt and bra the rest of the way and slid her slacks off in record time. Her thong took an extra second as all the extra juices caused it to stick just a bit. In less than 10 seconds, she stood naked before Jason, her nipples hard and pussy juices running down her thighs again.

Jason calmly walked around her, touching her, stroking her, teasing her as he picked up her clothing one piece at a time. By the time he had picked up all her clothing, she was panting again, her excitement plain to see and smell. Waving his hand, Jason captured Jordan’s gaze as he walked over to his private bathroom and made her watch as he locked her clothes in a locker.

He walked back to her and stopped in front of her and looked down, meeting her eyes and seeing worry. He smiled and calmly said, “Jordan, you have a choice. You’re not getting those clothes back today, this is part of your punishment, do you understand?” At her hesitant nod, he went on. “You have two choices, you can deny yourself and your inner slut or you can admit it. Admit it, give in to it, and enjoy yourself without guilt or fear. Which would you prefer?”

Jordan looked at Jason, unsure what to do. She was still riding the high of her desire, now heavily tempered with fear, confusion, and shame. “But if I can’t have my clothes back, what will I do? I can’t walk around here naked!” She cried.

“Jordan, do you trust me? Do you think I will take care of you and keep you safe and secure as I always have?”

She nodded, knowing that she was in a safe space here with Jason. This knowledge fought against the idea of not having her clothes.

“Do you have it in you to admit to me and to yourself what we both already know?” Jason asked softly, looking her in the eyes.

She nodded, opening her mouth. “I’m a slut. I’m your slut Jason.”

He smiled and wrapped his arms around her, holding her tight. “Good slut, he whispered into her ear. “Now we will finish your punishment. You didn’t think that was it did you?”

Lorena knocked softly on Jason’s door, turning the knob at the sound of his voice telling her to enter. Her stomach fluttered as she saw him standing at his desk. In the months since she had started at the office, she and Jason had become closer. She couldn’t explain how it happened but she got shivers of lust when she obeyed him. Lorena felt shame when she thought about it outside of his office but in here, she couldn’t obey him fast enough; the rewards of earth shattering orgasms were incentive enough.

“Lorena, thank you so much for coming so quickly. I was hoping you could assist me for a few minutes?” Jason called out as she entered. As always, the bubbly young Latina was impeccably dressed. Best described as petite, Lorena barely topped 5′4″ but made up for her shortness with breathtaking beauty. Flawless caramel skin coupled with sparkling dark eyes and silky straight black hair that ran nearly to her round ass, her 34B breasts seemed even larger on her small frame but fit her perfectly. She had established an office reputation as a sharp dresser and today was no exception. A light sand-colored blouse was perfectly matched with 2 inch heels and a pencil skirt of deep navy blue.

“Of course, Jason, you know I do as I’m told, “She replied, smiling.

Lorena made her way over to his desk, standing at the side. With the lowered lights and lack of windows, it was harder to see than normal but she took her accustomed place standing next to his desk, with Jason standing behind it as normal. Something seemed a little off this time but as she was working to determine what it was, Jason spoke.

“Lorena, you’re a good girl aren’t you?” He asked.

“Of course I am, “ She replied. “I do what I’m told.”

“Good, Lorena. Please go ahead and remove your underwear for me. No not like that. Turn around, bend at the waist and pull it down. Mmmmm, yeah, just like that. Very good girl.” Jason groaned as he watched the petite Latina unhesitatingly obey his directive.

After bringing her underwear to her ankles, Lorena remained bent over. She knew Jason could see her pussy, could likely tell she was excited from where he was standing and she didn’t care. Every time he told her to do something, she got excited.

“Stand back up and come lean on my desk. Good girl.” He trailed his hand down the girl back and then up under her business professional skirt. His fingers encountered little resistance as they slid into her hot slippery twat. “God that feels amazing as always Lorena, doesn’t it?” He groaned.

Lorena was in heaven. Two fingers in her pussy, being told what to do, and apparently she was really turning him on today! She began to softly pump back against his hand, drawing another groan of approval from him. Faster and faster she went, panting, eyes closed until with a small shriek she did her best to muffle, she came.

Lorena opened her eyes, dazed from the force of her orgasm. Her knees felt weak as they always did after Jason brought her to orgasm and she gave into that weakness, falling to her knees next to the desk. She leaned over as she had been trained and began to clean her cum off of the older man’s fingers. Lorena worked her tongue around his magic fingers, her eyes closed as she enjoyed the taste of herself. She felt as though she should feel shame at enjoying this act but she couldn’t bring herself to feel it when she was doing it.

After a few moments, Jason withdrew his hand and helped her back to her feet. “Did you want me to take care of you now, Jason?” Lorena asked shyly. 3 months at least now she had been engaging in sexual relations with this man and she was still shy!

“No, thank you, not this time. I don’t have the time today but you are such a good girl for asking, “ He answered with a smile. Lorena noticed that he had one hand down below his desk and she presumed he was taking care of himself. She giggled mentally at the thought, it was so naughty! Turning away, she spotted her previously discarded thong and began to put it on when a quiet word from Jason stopped her. When she turned to face him, she was both surprised and a little excited at his orders.

“You won’t need those for the rest of the day, Lorena. Please leave them on my desk.” When her mouth opened to protest, however futile it might have been, he repeated himself more sternly. “I said on the desk young lady. Do you want to be punished? Good girl, that’s all I wanted.”

“Thank you Jason.” she replied demurely. “Oh, have you seen Jordan? I saw her earlier but I haven’t in a while.”

Lorena was a little taken aback when Jason grunted suddenly and the muscles in his visible arm seemed to tighten involuntarily but he answered calmly, “She went home a short time ago. Wasn’t feeling herself so I arranged an Uber.”

“Oh I hope she is ok!” The bubbly young Latina worried.

“I’m sure she will be fine, Lorena. Now back to work, young lady.” Jason made a small shooing motion with one hand but his smile took the sting out of his words as Lorena exited his office, smiling in response.

Jason reached down and gently pulled the naked Jordan out from beneath his desk by her lustrous blonde hair. “You were a very good girl, Jordan, a real good slut. I’m so proud of how well you sucked my cock while I finger fucked your best friend.” Jason deliberately chose his words, testing how well Jordan had acclimated to her new role. He wasn’t disappointed.

Clearing her head from under the desk, the nude young girl sat back on her heels. Her thighs were slick with her excitement and cum was splashed across her tits, a testament to both how much she had swallowed and how large the load had been that she hadn’t been able to secure it all. Her golden hair was in wild disarray from Jason’s controlling hand and there was a semi-shocked expression on her face. “I didn’t know that you and her were, ah, um…” She trailed off. Jason was pleased to find no more reaction than that, a little shock at the relationship and nothing said about the other woman involved.

He reached down and wrapped his hand in her hair again, smiling as her eyes semi-closed in pleasure as a response. Jason tilted her head back gently and looked her in the eyes. “Jordan, I tell you what you need to know, not what you think you need to know. Now tell me, did you like hearing your friend cum on my fingers? Did you like hearing her get the orgasm that you should have had?”

Jordan blushed as she thought back to hearing Lorena groan and whimper her way to cumming on Jason’s fingers. Her angle of viewing hadn’t allowed her to see the actual act but Lorena had been quite excited and her scent had easily permeated to Jordan’s little hideaway. She was a little embarrassed about getting turned on listening to her friend but she didn’t hesitate to share that with Jason.

“I did. I don’t know why but it turned me on, “ She answered softly. Jordan was surprised to feel her hair be released as Jason crouched in front of her. He looked her in the eyes as he spoke.

“It turned you on because you’re a slut Jordan. You have nothing to be ashamed of. Sluts don’t feel shame for being excited or feeling desire, do they?” At her head shake, he continued. “Lorena is a vibrant, sexy young girl that excites me quite a bit, as you can tell, “he pointed at the cum on Jordan’s tits, making her giggle a little, “and so did you in your own way. Now, go clean yourself up in the bathroom and hide in there for a while. When the office clears out, I’ll sneak your naked sexy ass out, ok?”

She looked up in surprise. “Jordan, I said I would always take care of you and that you weren’t getting those clothes back today. Go.”