The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Katie lay back on the bed. Although she had had sex before, nothing even remotely compared to the fucking she had just received from her Daddy. She smiled. It felt so good to call him that. Even though he was not her biological daddy, his tenderness combined with strength reminded her of her daddy. Her memories of her biological daddy were fading along with memories of her life before she had come to the farmhouse. They were just clutter in her mind that took up valuable space that her Daddy had better use for.

“Did that feel good baby girl?” Dr. Valentine asked as he tightened his belt and slipped back into his lab coat.

“It felt wonderful Daddy. I hope you put a baby in me,” Katie said luxuriating on the soft pillow. Her pussy was overflowing with Dr. Valentine’s thick, rich cum.

“We will see soon enough,” he said, “why don’t you take a nap while Daddy takes care of some other work he has to do. No need to worry, your belly will swell with a baby soon enough. We have to make sure your body is free of the horrible birth control poison you have been taking so long.” Katie knew he was right. She had been on birth control since she was in high school always afraid that she might get pregnant as a result of some one night stand. Ironically, now she desperately wanted to have her Daddy’s baby and it might be preventing that. No sooner had he mentioned a nap than Katie became sleepy. She could barely hold her eyes open. Dr. Valentine bent over and gave her a kiss on her forehead. “Sleep tight baby girl, Daddy will be back soon.” With that, he eyes slammed shut and she was out. He pulled up the covers and closed the door behind him. He headed back to the basement, where Camille was finishing her treatment.

Before coming to the farmhouse, Camille had worked in the same law firm as Lucy. They had been friends and Camille had grown concerned when Lucy had not shown up for work for several days. She had tried calling Lucy’s cell phone, but could not get a response. After a couple of days, Lucy had called Camille and told her that she had left town to take care of her mother, but would call her later. This seemed odd to Camille, because Lucy had never mentioned that her mother was in ill-health, but at least she knew that Lucy was alright. Although their conversation was brief, the tone of Lucy’s voice seemed odd. She seemed unusually happy and giggly for someone taking care of an ill parent. Perhaps it was just the stress. After several weeks, Lucy called back and said that she was headed home and asked Camille to come over the next evening. Camille eagerly agreed given her concern for Lucy’s well-being. When Camille arrived at Lucy’s apartment in the Singles complex, she was greeted by Lucy wearing a light blue baby doll dress, white crew socks and white Keds. She had a distant look in her eyes and a dumb smile on her face.

“Are you okay Lucy?”

“I feel wonderful thanks to my treatments.”

“Treatments? What treatments?” Camille asked. Lucy giggled.

“Treatments by my new doctor, Dr. Valentine, silly. He is so wonderful and has made me feel so much better.” Lucy invited Camille into her apartment. Camille entered and took a seat on the couch. There were several large bags full of clothing and shoes, including what looked like professional work clothing.

“What’s with all the bags Lucy?” Lucy smiled.

“Just getting rid of a bunch of clothes and shoes I don’t need any more.”

“But you just bought that suit last month,” Camille protested, “I helped you pick it out at the department store.” Lucy shrugged.

“Dr. Valentine is helping me to make my life simpler. He decides what I need to wear and I don’t give it a second thought. It’s so much easier that way.” Camille could not imagine how any doctor would have that kind of influence over a patient. Lucy could see that Camille was still skeptical of what she was saying and how fundamentally Dr. Valentine had changed her life for the better. Dr. Valentine had prepared her for this type of reaction and she went to her bedroom and retrieved the VR headset that he had provided to her to share with other women who might not understand her new reality. “Put this on, it will help you understand.” Camille reluctantly slipped the headset on. Her eyes were greeted by a swirl and soft music filled her ears. As she watched, the swirl seemed to pull her in and the music helped her relax. It felt good to relax, to watch the swirl. Lucy watched at Camille became noticeably more relaxed. The tension and apprehension that had filled her body earlier began to drain away. Her shoulders slumped and and drool escaped her lips and trailed down onto her dress. This was how it should be. A small green light appeared on the VR headset indicating that the program was complete and Lucy helped Camille slip the headset off. Camille had an expression of pure bliss and mindlessness.

“You feel better, don’t you sweetie?” Camille smiled.

“Yes, so much better. Thank you.”

“Good. I knew you would understand once you had listened to Dr. Valentine. He is so wonderful. I want him to impregnate me.” Camille nodded. Her mind was still foggy with obedience.

“I want to learn more.”

“I knew you would sweetie. You need to meet Dr. Valentine and allow him to take over your mind.” The idea sounded very appealing to Camille. She wondered if she would be acceptable to Dr. Valentine.

“Do you think he would help me?” she asked sheepishly. Lucy smiled.

“He is so patient and understanding, I’m sure he would be happy to give you treatment.” Her words comforted Camille. She was beginning to understand Lucy’s behavior. It had seemed odd and irrational, but now it made perfect sense. Lucy was perfectly healthy, it was Camille that now desperately needed treatment and only one person could provide that. Dr. Valentine.

“D..Do you think he will see me?” she stuttered nervously. Lucy smiled.

“Of course, sweetie. We can go see him in the morning. You can spend the night here and we will visit the farmhouse early tomorrow. By tomorrow afternoon, you will be feeling wonderful.” Camille smiled. Just hearing Lucy talk about Dr. Valentine made Camille feel wonderful. Lucy fixed them both a protein shake and provided Camille a nightie to sleep in. She insisted that they both be in bed by 7:00pm because that was her bedtime set by Dr. Valentine. Camille had a hard time going to sleep that early, but she soon drifted off the sleep. Lucy had slipped some of her medication into Camille’s protein shake. Lucy woke Camille at 5:30am and they both consumed another protein shake. “Dr. Valentine likes to get started early with his patients.” They left the apartment and headed up the trail toward the farmhouse. Camille was nervous but Lucy held her hand. “It’s going to be fine sweetie, you are going to have a nice nap and soon you will be in the chair receiving your treatment. As they got closer to the farmhouse, Camille began to feel more and more exhausted. She could barely put one foot in front of the other. Lucy led her over the one of the mattresses and Camille almost collapsed onto it. Lucy felt no effects. Waiting for her was a neatly folded floral nightgown, white crews socks and a pair of white Keds sneakers.

“A nap would do you a lot of good sweetie. I know how tired you are.” Camille just wanted to lay her head on the pillow, but Lucy insisted that she be properly dressed. Lucy removed Camille’s shirt and helped her slip out of her shorts and underwear. The nightgown fit her perfectly and the socks felt good in the early morning air. Lucy also took Camille’s cellphone and sports watch and then helped her lay back on the pillow. She fell asleep almost instantly. Lucy made her way to the farmhouse. She knew that Dr. Valentine was waiting for her.

“Good morning baby girl,” Dr. Valentine said as Lucy descended the steps into the basement. “You are such a good girl bringing me a new patient.” Lucy smiled.

“Thank you, Daddy. I just Camille to feel the pleasure that I feel and to be bred by you.”

“Good girl. She will have all of those things and more. Now, it’s time for your next treatment.” Lucy eagerly climbed into the treatment chair. It no longer frightened her as it had when she first met Dr. Valentine. It now welcomed her and embraced her. Dr. Valentine removed her sneakers and secured her with Velcro straps. “I want to empty that mind of yours a little more. All of those big girl thoughts just get in the way of being mindless for me.” Lucy nodded as Dr. Valentine secured the skull cap on her head. She wasn’t afraid of the chair anymore, it brought her pleasure and made her into what Dr. Valentine wanted her to be. Next came the familiar syringe. It too felt good as it helped her to relax. Soon, the chair hummed to life and Lucy drifted off into bliss. It was about that time that Camille woke from her nap. She felt refreshed. She did not know how long she had slept because her watch and phone were missing. She sat up and looked for Lucy, but no sign of her friend. She sat on the edge of the mattress and slipped on her white Keds. They felt good. She had loved wearing them when she was a kid. In the deepest part of her mind, she knew she needed to go to the farmhouse. Lucy would be there waiting for her. Her legs seemed to carry toward the house with little effort. She entered the house and was greeted by a most unusual sight. Sitting on one of the couches was a handsome black man wearing a white lab coat. His pants were down and a young woman was kneeling on the couch giving him a blow job. Next to the couch was a stroller with a baby in it. He placed his hand on the back of the girls head encouraging her to continue her ministrations.

“Welcome Camille. It is so nice to meet you. I am Dr. Valentine and this is Heather, one of my wives and my daughter, D’Shawna. Dr. Valentine closed his eyes as he orgasmed filling Heather’s mouth with his considerable cum. She swallowed eagerly and cleaned off his enormous cock. She pulled her hair back and smiled at Camille. A bit of cum remained on her chin. “Did you enjoy that my dear?”

“Oh yes, Daddy. Your cum is the best.” He kissed her deeply. Camille noticed that Heather was topless and her boobs hung down no doubt as a result of breastfeeding. “Baby girl, why don’t you take D’Shawna up for a nap. Camille is here for her first treatment.”

“Yes, Daddy. Nice to meet you Camille.” Dr. Valentine beckoned Camille over patting the couch next to him.

“Please come have a seat my dear.” His erect cock was still visible. “No reason to be afraid, you will get to know my cock very well. It will control your mind and fill you will my cum.” Camille’s legs moved her over to the couch and she sat. “I hope you enjoyed your nap. I always want my patients to be well-rested before they begin treatment.”

“Yes, Sir.” Dr Valentine smiled.

“No reason to be so formal. Just call me Daddy.”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“That’s much better.” He guided her hand down to his penis. She took ahold of it and began to stroke it. It was so firm, so powerful. Dr. Valentine took a deep breath feeling the pleasure. “Let’s not get too far ahead of ourselves. There will be plenty of time for that once you have had your treatment.” He stood and pulled up his pants. He then took Camille’s hand and guided her down into the basement. As her eyes adjusted, she saw her friend Lucy in a large padded chair with some type of apparatus attached to her head. Her eyes were closed and she had an expression of bliss on her face. “Good, I see Lucy is just about finished with her session of treatment. Why don’t you take a seat in the other treatment chair baby girl?” Camille’s legs moved without hesitation and she climbed into the chair next to Lucy. Dr. Valentine removed her sneakers and secured her in the chair. “There now, baby girl. Just relax while I take care of your sister.” Camille had never thought of Lucy as her sister, but since Dr. Valentine was their Daddy, it made perfect sense.

Lucy’s eyes opened and she smiled. “Good morning Daddy.”

“Good morning baby girl. How are we feeling?”

“I feel so good Daddy. Who is that?” Lucy said looking at Camille.

“Why that is your friend, Camille.” Lucy looked confused. The name sounded familiar, but her mind was so cloudy. “No worries baby girl, I have been working on removing some of those memories that were cluttering your mind. Perhaps that erased Camille.” He helped Lucy put her Keds back on and down out of the chair. “Sweetie, it’s time for me to start Camille’s treatment. Why don’t you be a good girl and run up to your bedroom and play. I will be there in a little while to breed you.” Lucy grinned. She stood on her tippy toes and kissed him. She then headed up the stairs. Dr. Valentine turned his attention to Camille.

“Baby girl, your are going to feel a little pinch.” He wiped her arm and then injected her with his nerve tonic. Camille began to feel woozy. He secured the skull cap on her head and activated the program. The chair began its familiar hum. “Now then, have a nice nap for Daddy and you will feel much better.” No sooner had he said the words then Camille’s eyes closed. The brainwashing that she wanted was beginning. Soon, like Lucy, she would be willing sex slave for Dr. Valentine.