The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Tina lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling.

Not again…

It was the unmistakable sound of her mother having sex. She felt like she was going to be sick. She pressed her hands up to her ears, trying to block it out, but her mother’s screams of joy echoed throughout the house.

“I can’t take this,” she whispered, grabbing her headphones. But even with them on, the mental image still haunted her.

Tina ran down the hall to her sister’s room and knocked frantically. When the door finally opened, she rushed inside, her face pale and anxious.

“They’re at it again. I could hear everything,” Tina blurted.

“I know,” Emily replied. Her room was farther away, but she could hear it too. “It’s getting worse. We have to do something.”

Tina nodded. “It’s like she’s not even herself anymore. He’s turned her into a…” She swallowed the lump in her throat, unable to finish the sentence.

“I know,” Emily said calmly. “We have to figure out how he’s doing this.”

“But how? He’s always so careful.”

“I don’t care. We’re gonna fix this. We’re getting Mom back.”

Tina felt a sense of comfort from the look of determination on her sister’s face. There was a fire in her eyes. When Emily set her mind to something, there was no stopping her.

It all started a month ago when Dr. Cooper moved into the spare bedroom. Tina found it strange that her mom agreed to rent the room to a man, but when Dr. Cooper showed up, confident and charismatic, she seemed compelled to say yes.

At first, everything seemed fine. He was polite but mostly kept to himself. Then one day he offered to help their mom with her “outlook”, providing free therapy sessions to lift her out of her depression. Since losing her job, she’d been struggling, spending hours each day searching for work with no success. That’s when things started changing.

The transformation was slow. So slow that the sisters didn’t notice at first. But day by day, their mother—the strong, independent woman who had raised them—began acting differently.

It started with her clothes. Slowly her outfits became more colorful and revealing. Their mother had never been the type to show off her body, so Tina was alarmed when each day her necklines dipped lower while her skirts got shorter. She seemed to enjoy all the new attention.

Next was her personality. She became spacey and forgetful, not as sharp as her usual self. She started giggling and flirting, becoming ditzy and submissive. She grew increasingly dependent on Dr. Cooper’s suggestions, allowing him to make her decisions for her—obsessed with doing whatever he asked. Then came the sex. Tina had spent her entire life never having to hear it—her mom used to be more discreet—but now, her loud, passionate sex had become a daily occurrence, sometimes more.

And worst of all, the sisters feared they were running out of time.

“We can’t keep letting this happen,” Emily said, pacing back and forth.

Tina nodded. “But what can we do?”

“We need some kind of evidence. He’s doing something to her—hypnosis or brainwashing—we just need proof.” Emily leaned closer, lowering her voice. “We need to record him during one of his ‘sessions’ with her. But he’ll never let us get anywhere near them. So…you’re going to have to do it.”

Tina’s eyes widened. “What?”

“It’s the only way. We’ll hide a microphone and record the whole thing. Something we can use to prove what he’s been doing.”

“What if he tries messing with my head too?”

“I’m sure he’ll try,” Emily said firmly. “But it took weeks for Mom to start changing, it didn’t happen overnight. If it was that simple he would’ve already done it to us.”

Tina hesitated, her mind racing. The thought of being alone in the same room as Dr. Cooper made her skin crawl. But she would do whatever it took to save her mom.

Emily placed a hand on her sister’s shoulder. “I won’t let anything happen to you. I promise.”

“Okay,” Tina said softly. “I’ll do it.”

Tina stood outside Dr. Cooper’s office. It used to be her mom’s office, but like everything else, he’d taken that from her too. Her heart raced wildly, and for a moment, she considered turning back. But Emily’s words echoed in her mind.

We have to figure out how he’s doing this. We need to save Mom.

With a deep breath, Tina lightly knocked. Her hand was shaking. The door opened almost instantly and there he stood—Dr. Cooper. His smile was anything but inviting and the way he looked her up and down made her shiver.

“Tina, come in. I’m so glad you decided to take me up on my offer.”

She forced a smile, trying to act natural. “Yeah, I figured it couldn’t hurt to talk.”

The room was dimly lit with a large recliner chair set up in the middle, facing his desk. Everything was perfectly arranged. This was the room where he’d been manipulating her mom. Dr. Cooper gestured for her to sit down. “Relax, don’t be nervous. There’s no pressure. We’re just going to talk.”

She nodded, trying to keep her breathing steady, feeling small under his piercing gaze. Hidden underneath her bulky clothing was the tiny microphone, recording everything.

Stay calm, she told herself. Just get through this.

“So, tell me, what’s been bothering you?”

Tina hesitated, unsure where to start. Should she bring up her mom? Talk about school? Make something up?

“I guess I’ve just been feeling overwhelmed lately.” It was the truth.

Dr. Cooper’s eyes softened. “That’s perfectly understandable. Change is difficult. Especially when we feel like we’ve lost control.” He leaned forward slightly. “But you don’t have to deal with it all on your own, Tina. I can help you.”

Tina felt a cold shiver run down her spine. She had to stay strong.

“I don’t know,” she stammered, trying to sound uncertain. She needed to lure him into revealing something. “What exactly would you do to help me?”

Dr. Cooper smiled. His voice was soft and relaxing. “It’s all about changing how you see things. Sometimes we need to let go of certain…burdens and embrace a new way of thinking.”

Tina felt an odd sensation. Her thoughts began to slow. Dr. Cooper’s voice seemed to wrap around her mind.

“Let me help you, Tina. Just let go of those worries and focus on my voice.”

She blinked, trying to shake the feeling. Stay focused, she told herself.

“All you need to do is relax.”

Tina’s breathing slowed as Dr. Cooper’s voice weaved through her thoughts. Each word felt like a soft push, urging her to sink deeper into the chair, to relax, to let go. She could feel her eyelids growing heavier, her body responding despite the alarms going off in her head.

“You’re doing so well, Tina,” Dr. Cooper said, his tone warm and approving. “You feel relaxed now, don’t you?”

Tina fought to keep her thoughts clear, reminding herself why she was here. I have to stay strong. But his words kept coming, soft and rhythmic.

“It feels good to relax, doesn’t it? To not think. To not worry. To just let go.”

Tina blinked, her head bobbing slightly, as her body sank into the chair. Part of her struggled to snap out of it, but something in his voice made it feel so easy to…let go.

“No more worries. Just my voice, guiding you.”

Tina’s muscles loosened, her hands resting limply on her lap. Her mind felt distant. Dr. Cooper’s words were like a thick fog, making it hard to think. She tried to focus but couldn’t.

“Good girl.”

The words were soft, barely above a whisper, but they struck a chord deep inside her. Tina’s breath slowed as a warmth bloomed inside her chest. The phrase lingered, wrapping around her like a gentle embrace.

Something about being called a “good girl” made her feel…safe. It felt nice.

She didn’t question it.

Tina and Emily sat crossed-legged on the floor. The glowing screen of the laptop illuminated their faces as Emily searched through the files.

Tina’s heart was still pounding. She hadn’t told her sister about everything that happened during their session—how strange it felt, how hard it was to focus when Dr. Cooper spoke to her. She kept replaying the words in her head.

Good girl.

It was such a simple phrase, but why had it stuck with her?

Emily clicked the file from Tina’s session. There was nothing but silence. She slammed her fist against the laptop. “What the hell?”

“Maybe we set it up wrong...”

Emily stood up, pacing the room in frustration. “I can’t do anything without proof! This recording was supposed to be it.”

“I’ll go again,” Tina blurted out. “This time we’ll make sure the mic works.”

Emily turned to face her. “No. Absolutely not. I’m not putting you through that again.”

Tina felt conflicted. Part of her wanted to listen to her sister, to stay away from Dr. Cooper and his strange soothing voice. But another part of her…it almost felt like she wanted to go back. Like she hadn’t quite finished something in there.

“We have to, Em,” Tina insisted. “It’s the only way to save Mom.”

Emily paused to think. “Are you sure nothing felt strange? He wasn’t trying to manipulate you?”

“What? No! Everything was fine,” Tina insisted. “We just talked for a little bit.” Dr. Cooper hadn’t done anything to her. He couldn’t have. She would’ve noticed.

“Talked about what?”

“School,” she lied.

Deep down, Tina knew she shouldn’t go back. It was dangerous. But every time she thought about it, it wasn’t fear she felt—it was…anticipation.

“I’m telling you, I can handle it. Trust me.”

Emily studied her for a moment. She could see the tension in her sister’s face, the way her hands kept fidgeting. But beneath that there was something else—something she couldn’t put her finger on.

“Fine,” Emily sighed. “But if we do this, we need to be smarter. We’ll triple-check everything. And if you feel even the slightest hint of him trying to mess with your mind, you leave immediately. Agreed?”

Tina nodded. But even as she agreed, part of her couldn’t help but feel a tiny spark of excitement. Just one more time, she told herself. One more time and I’ll figure this out.

But deep down, she wasn’t so sure.

The next morning, Emily sat at the kitchen table with her laptop open, scanning through articles about hypnosis and mind control. She’d hardly slept, her mind racing with thoughts about what Dr. Cooper was doing to their mom.

I shouldn’t let her go back, she thought. But without proof, how could she stop this? Her eyes flickered to the door leading to Dr. Cooper’s office down the hall. He was already there, quiet as always.

The sound of footsteps broke her focus, and she looked up to see Tina coming down the stairs. She was dressed casually, in jeans and a hoodie, but something about her looked off. She looked too calm for someone about to walk into a trap. Or maybe it was the way her eyes didn’t quite meet Emily’s as she approached.

“You ready?” Tina asked.

Emily nodded. “Yeah. I’ve checked everything—twice. We’ll get something this time.”

Tina’s expression was unreadable. “Okay. Let’s do it.”

As they made their way down the hall, Emily kept glancing at her sister. “Are you sure about this?” she whispered.

Tina hesitated for a moment, then gave a small smile. “I’ll be fine, Em. Really. We’ll get it this time.”

Emily watched from a distance as Tina knocked on the door and stepped inside. The door shut behind her. Now all she could do was wait.

Inside Dr. Cooper’s office, Tina took a seat, her heart pounding in her chest. She could still feel his words echoing in her mind.

Good girl.

The phrase had haunted her thoughts, sinking deeper into her subconscious every time she thought about it.

Dr. Cooper smiled. “You’re back. How are you feeling today, Tina?”

Tina shifted in her seat. “I’m fine. Ready for another session.”

Dr. Cooper nodded. “That’s good to hear. You did so well last time. We’ll pick up where we left off. Just relax. Let yourself drift, just like last time. You remember how easy it was, don’t you?”

Tina’s eyelids fluttered, her mind slipping into the familiar haze from before. She tried to resist, but it was too hard. Every word he spoke made her feel so…calm. So safe.

“I remember,” she whispered, her body slowly relaxing into the chair.

“Good girl.”

Tina’s breath hitched at the words. Her fingers curled into her palms. That phrase again. She could feel it sinking into her, pulling at the edges of her mind. But she couldn’t let it. Not this time. She had to focus—had to remember why she was here.

Outside, Emily paced in the kitchen. Her stomach churned with anxiety. This has to work.

The session was nearing its end when Dr. Cooper’s voice took on a softer, almost intimate tone. “You’re doing so well, Tina. You’re starting to see how helpful these sessions are. Every time you come here, you’re becoming closer to what you were meant to be. Isn’t that right?”

Tina’s breath came in shallow waves, her mind foggy. “Yes, Dr. Cooper.”

“Good girl,” he said with a smile.

Good girl. Good girl. The words echoed through her, louder and more insistent.

“I know it feels strange now,” Dr. Cooper continued, “but the more you think about it, the more you’ll start to understand. But we can talk about that more during our next session.”

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the door to Dr. Cooper’s office opened. Tina stepped out, her face calm, eyes slightly glazed over.

“Well?” Emily whispered urgently. “How did it go? Did you feel anything strange? Did you catch him doing anything?”

Tina blinked a few times, clearing the fog from her mind. “No,” she said, her voice soft. “It felt…normal. Just like last time.”

Emily’s brow furrowed. “Okay, well, let’s listen to the recording.”

They both hurried back to Emily’s room. She sat down at her laptop and opened the file. The timeline showed it had recorded for the full session, but as Emily hit play, silence filled the room once again. No sound. Nothing.

Emily’s hands flew to her mouth in disbelief, frustration building in her chest. “No. No, no, no,” she muttered, hitting play again, scrubbing through different parts of the recording. Silence. “What the hell? It was working! I know it was!”

Tina stood quietly, watching Emily frantically search through the audio file.

“I don’t know how this keeps happening,” Emily groaned, burying her face in her hands. “It was supposed to work. We were supposed to get proof. Something’s wrong. Something’s seriously wrong.”

Tina shifted uncomfortably, trying to swallow the uneasy feeling gnawing at her mind. “Maybe we just need to try again?”

Emily snapped her head up. “No! I can’t let you keep going in there. It’s not safe.”

Tina opened her mouth to argue but hesitated. Deep down, she knew Emily was right. But despite that, part of her wanted to go back. Part of her craved the calm, the warmth, the certainty that came with listening to his voice. And that scared her.

“I know, Em,” Tina said softly. “I… I just want to help Mom. Maybe if I go in on more time, I can figure out how he’s doing it. Maybe he’ll slip up...”

“No! “Emily snapped. “It’s too dangerous. We don’t even know what he’s done to you already.”

“He hasn’t done anything, Em,” Tina said quickly. “He’s not—we just talked. It’s not like what he’s doing to Mom.”

“I’m not letting you go back,” Emily said firmly. “I’ll figure something else out.”

Tina felt torn between wanting to agree with her sister and the growing compulsion to see Dr. Cooper again. She tried to push the thought away, but it clung to her mind, like a whisper in the back of her head.

“You’re right,” Tina said finally, though the words felt forced. “I won’t go.”

“Good,” Emily said with a sigh. “I’ll find another way to get to the bottom of all this.”

Tina nodded, offering a weak smile.

Later that night, as Emily sat in her room, typing furiously on her laptop, Tina stood quietly outside Dr. Cooper’s office. Her hand hovered over the door, her breath shallow. The temptation to knock, to go inside, was overwhelming. It had only been a few hours since her last session, but already the need was creeping back in.

One more time, she told herself. Just one more session.

She could hear Emily’s voice in her head, pleading with her to stop, to stay away. But that voice was growing quieter, replaced by something else. Something softer, warmer. Something that told her it would all be okay if she just listened.

Tina’s hand slowly reached for the door.