The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Chapter 2

By the time Friday morning arrived Roxanne was slightly fatigued, it had taken some time till she could banish the strange occurrences of the day from her thoughts. Worst of all was the idea that Savannah would start to think she actually was some kind of pervert. Savannahs feet disgusted her and yet she had undeniably been caught twice now. She didn’t even know why she did look at her feet. The point is that she would stop doing so going forward, she had to before a rumour would been born. Knowing Savannah she would be delighted to start a rumour like that.

With a sigh Roxanne got dressed for the day picking out a classy navy-blue dress with a white collar, a pair of black opaque pantyhose and a pair of navy-blue ballet flats. Heading into the kitchen she instantly saw Savannah sitting at the table. She was wearing the same outfit as yesterday morning but what worried Roxanne most was her pose. She had taken the liberty of carelessly putting her feet up on the table while she leaned back in her chair busying herself with her phone.

“Good morning Roxy, I’m sure you don’t mind me putting up my feet right? I mean you probably love it given how you can’t seem to take your eyes of them” Savannah laughed without even looking at Roxanne who was lost for words. What could she do? She couldn’t really complain right? Afterall she had undeniably been caught twice. The least worst option seemed to just try and ignore the comment yet her blush was undeniable as she prepared her breakfast, taking place at the table right in front of Savannah.

Just sitting here made Roxanne uncomfortable but she felt trapped not knowing what she could possibly do about it. All her concentration was going towards finishing her breakfast as soon as she could, so she could get away from this awkward position as well as forcing herself not to look up to the feet in front of her. It didn’t take long for her to pick up that nasty foot odour again however, those must probably have been the same socks that bitch wore yesterday. A quick look confirmed that thought as she saw the greyish imprint at the bottom of Savannahs feet testifying that they had been worn already. The imprint looked quite clear, probably because she had hung around the dorm for a while after Roxanne had left, walking around on only her socks.

With that thought entering her head she noticed that she must have been staring again, a behaviour she quickly corrected herself by looking down at her bowl with a blush. At least Savannah hadn’t caught her again this time or so she thought. Savannah had noticed she had even snapped a pic of it, just like she had done every time Roxanne had stared at her feet she was just curious about what would happen if she didn’t intervene for a change. The blush indicated that she didn’t need to embarrass the girl for her to feel embarrassed but now she wondered if she would start staring again since Savannah hadn’t shocked her out of it.

Savannah didn’t need to wait long as a few moments later Roxanne’s eyes drifted back towards the soles of her roommate. It really looked like she was day dreaming but the fact that she did so while looking as Savannahs feet was hilarious to the black girl. She wondered if movement would break her out of staring and so she started slowly scrunching the toes of one foot, then the other, time and time again only to notice to her delight that Roxy kept on staring. This continued even as she started waving her foot around a bit, it was a strange thing but having someone so focused on her feet really made Savannah feel like a princess. Roxanne just quietly finished her breakfast while her eyes remained on her roommates’ soles. All this time she was thinking about how annoying it was to have that smell accompanied her breakfast, it was honestly ruining her appetite and yet she felt too embarrassed to confront Savannah about it, she already knew what the reaction would be anyway.

All of a sudden Roxanne got shocked out of her day dream by another crude remark from her roommate. “You know we should eat like this more often, I mean I have never seen you eating so relaxed as when I let you stare at my pretty feet all meal long.” Savannah laughs.

“I… I wasn’t staring, it was just a day dream, it had nothing to do with you feet at all and we should definitely not do this ever again” Roxanne lashed out in embarrassment realising that she had used the day dream excuse before and that it hadn’t held up for the first time either, but she couldn’t let Savannah push her around like this.

For the second day in a row Roxanne headed out with bright red cheeks accompanied by Savannahs laughter. Meeting up with her friends and heading to class together was a huge relief for sure. She had never thought that she would actually be this glad to follow her classes, but she was. Friday she only had classes in the morning giving her all afternoon alone in the dorm to work for school a little and most important of all get ready to go clubbing with her friends. She lived for these Friday nights and she had heard that Chad her crush would be going to the same club. After a couple not so accidental meet ups in the past the two of them had been hitting it off quite well. Roxanne hoped that maybe tonight would be the night she and Chad would become a thing. She didn’t want to get her hopes up too high, but one could dream right?

With her head on cloud 9 Roxanne whistled her way into the dorm room, she had only just grabbed lunch with her friends, so she could go straight to her school work which went by surprisingly fast. The motivation of seeing chad again was more than enough apparently. Once her work was done she began her preparations taking a shower and putting on some mascara just to make her eyes pop that much more. For her outfit Roxanne chose a red off the shoulder dress with a flared skirt that was slightly longer in the back than the front. It looked sexy and yet stylish at the same time. Feeling daring she opted into wearing a pair of black sheer hold-up stockings with a back seam instead of more juvenile pantyhose. For the final eye catcher Roxanne chose a pair of shiny red pumps giving another layer of definition to her already stunning legs.

Just as she was checking everything for a last time she heard the door open signalling that Savannah was back. Inwardly she groaned but well she was just heading out herself so no harm right? Afterall she would barely have to acknowledge her roommate while walking past her which actually made today quite a success. Apart from this morning she would have had a Savannah free day.

The clicking of heels betrayed Roxanne approaching the living room, a queue Savanah instantly took to put her feet up on the armrest facing the hallway Roxanne would need to get out off. She was wearing a neon pink stretchy crop top, baby blue leggings and the neon pink hypno Kneehigh socks. Her outfit looked like some sort of workout outfit yet everyone who knew Savannah also knew that she hadn’t worked out a day in her life. Of course no one could have known what the sinister goal of this particular outfit was, not even Roxanne who would be dealing with the consequences.

As soon as Roxanne’s eyes fell upon the soles of Savannahs socks she stopped in her tracks lost staring at them. This brought an instant smirk to Savannahs face. Afterall she knew that her roommate had only come out to be on time yet now she would take delight in letting her be late cause she was staring at the socked soles.

About 15 minutes in Roxanne’s phone started beeping in her clutch purse. Probably some friends asking were she was, a sound that delighted Savannah to no end. Especially when some even started to call the girl staring at her feet. She let this play out for another half an hour videoing Roxanne not picking up her phone because she was staring at her feet soles so intensely, imagining the explaining poor Roxy would probably have to do to explain why she was almost an hour late, that while she didn’t even have a clue herself.

Eventually Savannah did speak up however, another small thing that would soon give her all the tools she needed to completely dominate the girl. Just hypnotising her into submission wouldn’t be fun, no she wanted to install some humiliating neuroses which would eventually lead to enough photo and video material to start blackmailing miss perfect. Savannah already looked forward to it but first things first. “When you see something out of place in this dorm room you need to put it in the right place no matter what it is you can’t sleep until everything is in the right place Roxy” Savannah firmly states.

Roxanne in turn blinks a few times muttering a confused “uhm yeah, sure.” Before she continued on walking to the front door like nothing had happened. Right before leaving Savannah heard yet another message tone from Roxanne’s phone followed by a loud panicky “shit” and hurried footsteps which made her instantly burst out with laughter. This was just too great.

How could she have lost track of time that badly kept going through Roxanne’s head as she saw all the missed texts and even a missed phone call from her friends. The reason remained a mystery, but she knew she was going to need an excuse to tell her friends once she arrived at the club. Normally they would meet up at Cindy’s dorm before heading to the club together. In the last messages her friends had let her know that they would just head out themselves and that she could meet them at the club if she would still come to begin with.

Once there it took her some time to find her friends in the crowd where she was met with a whole series of questions. Luckily her friends seemed to buy the lame excuse that she had lost track of time in the bath tub, a reasonable explanation for being late as well as not answering her phone. It didn’t take the group long to get in the party mood and forget about the whole thing, especially once the alcohol was starting to have its effect.

When Chad showed up about two hours into the party things just couldn’t go any better. Roxanne loosened up by the drinks and egged on by her friends had no problem approaching him. Not that he really seems to mind given how he started heading her way once he had spotted her approach. She could feel the butterflies going wild in her stomach especially once he addressed her and leaned in to kiss her on the cheek. This was a very new feeling for her, despite her good looks she had never actually been with a guy before. Sure she had gotten hit on multiple times but when it came to guys she had always been rather reserved. She had just never felt ready before, you could call her old fashioned, but she really believed in saving herself for the one. With Chad she really felt those fireworks the kind all those romantic stories talked about and she really believed he was the one for her. He was respectful, handsome and very charming. Her friends knowing how much he meant to her left her alone for the most part aside from an odd cheer or a pushy comment whispered in her ear.

For them seeing things develop between those two was the highlight of the evening, especially when that first passionate tongue kiss came. A kiss that went accompanied by a round of applause from her friends which made her blush only to be taken into a comforting hug by Chad. Over the course of the party she and Chad shared a few more of those kisses. When they shared their goodbye kiss once the party started to slow down Roxanne awkwardly asked, “So does that mean we’re a couple now?” Something Chad only laughingly confirmed by giving her another passionate kiss and a wink before going on his way back to his dorm leaving Roxanne stunned and overjoyed.

All her friends immediately headed her way once Chad left and dragged her out of the club firing question after question as they made their way back to the dorms. Not that they needed to ask, Roxanne was so overjoyed that she basically couldn’t shut up about it as she kept on saying how wonderful Chad was, going into detail about how he kissed, smelled, talked,… she sounded like some love drunk teenager instead of the high achieving college student she was, which made her friends laugh. The group finally said their goodbyes as each went to their own dorm reminiscing about the wonderful night.

The worries of the past few days had vanished completely as Roxanne felt like she could just take on the world. Humming the song that had played during the first kiss she shared with Chad she entered the dorm. She instantly took of her heels which had been hurting her for quite some time now, but she didn’t care. Tonight had been perfect she thought carrying the heels to her room passing through the living room that was littered with Savannahs laundry.

For some reason all those dirty clothes bothered her more than usual. Maybe if she showed her roommate how nice their dorm could look she would be a bit more careful next time before just discarding everything where she happened to be at that time. With that in mind Roxanne went back out to the living room and started picking up clothes. They all had that typical strong onion like smell that often defined her roommates body odour, it disgusted her to no end and yet she carried on picking up a legging here, a dress there and put it in the laundry basket where it belonged. She cleaned up some of the plates and wrappers her roommate left behind until everything was in place. Roxanne felt pretty tired by now but at least the dorm looked a lot cleaner already. Well apart from the numerous socks and panties still laying around. Roxanne just couldn’t get herself to even touch those and so after washing her hands thoroughly she headed to bed.

Changed into her nightie and tired Roxanne lay in bed yet for some reason she just couldn’t sleep, the fact that she had only done half a job cleaning up kept nagging her. Eventually after 20 sleepless minutes she got back up and headed to the living room with a deep sigh. Revolted she looked down at the first sock she encountered, it was a white ankle sock with a greyish imprint, probably one of the pair Savannah had worn this morning. Remembering that horrid smell that she had to endure during breakfast she picked it up between her thumb and index finger carrying it out to the laundry basket like that. Luckily this allowed her to keep the socks far enough, so she only barely picked up the scent yet the fact that she was actually touching them made her skin crawl.

Her underwear was even worse, the panties looked huge in her dainty hands and to her disgust they all seemed to be quite stained at the crotch. Despite the large size her roommate apparently owned quite a few racy panties. The task of picking up Savannahs intimates was very time consuming due to how she went about it, picking up one piece at a time and carrying it to the laundry basket. After almost an hour everything in the dorm was finally in the right place. While washing her hands for the first third time in a row Roxanne thought back to how she had collected more than a dozen pairs of panties and socks along with about 10 tights and pantyhose. She wondered how one girl could produce that much laundry, or rather how long it had been since Savannah had cared to collect anything herself. Finishing the third washing of her hands Roxanne sighed and decided to just go to bed, any dirt she felt was probably imagined by now. With all the cleaning out of the way sleep came quickly.