The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

He could not wait any longer to try the ultimate test. He decided to work his way up from least perfect body to most, first Liz, then Robyn, then Shu. He went to Liz’s cubicle and asked if she had any meetings scheduled for the rest of the day. It seemed like an odd questions, but she had no reason not to answer it. She answered no. He did not want to create a problem if people started looking for her and could not find her. Without speaking, he projected for her to follow him to his office. When they got to his office, he closed the door and locked it behind her. His office was reasonably sized, but best of all it had no windows. He figured that others seeing his door locked would just assume that he had gone home early. Of course, with his projection in place, Liz saw nothing unusual about him locking her into his office. He contemplated whether to strip her immediately or draw it out long and slow. He had admired her body for so long through her clothes that he was a bit hesitant that once nude her body would be a disappointment. He decided on long and slow. She was dressed, as usual, in jeans, a button down shirt, a tee shirt under that, and tennis shoes. First test. He told her to take off her shoes and socks. She did not even hesitate. Immediately she untied her small shoes and pulled them off, followed by her white socks. She stood barefoot in front of him. He told her to remove her shirt, which she did as if she were alone at home getting ready for bed. Now he could see the shape of her breasts a little better with only a tee shirt and bra between him and them. So far, she had done everything. Now he was going to test his control a bit further and see if she would resist his physical contact. He told her to reach for the ceiling and stay with her hands high up. He went over to her and kneeled down so he was eye level with her crotch. He watched her face as he opened her belt and unsnapped her jeans. She continued looking straight ahead. He unzipped the jeans and they fell to the floor, pooling around her ankles. That proved that her ass and thighs were as tight and thin as they looked, otherwise he would have had to peel the jeans off of her. He looked at her thighs and indeed they were thin and firm. He reached out with his hands and squeezed them just to be sure. She was wearing pink panties. He told her to kick off the jeans and spread her legs. She did without hesitation and while looking straight ahead. He pressed his nose up to her pantied crotch and sniffed deeply. He could smell her womanhood and it gave him an erection. He ran his hands up and down her spread legs, telling her to spread them wider and wider until they could go no further. He liked feeling her strong thigh muscles tighten as she inched them apart. Her tee shirt hung loose over her hips, pushed out in front a few inches by her breasts. He grabbed the bottom of the shirt and pulled it up and over her high reaching arms. Her breasts looked nice and round in her cotton bra. He wondered how much her breasts would sag when he removed it. He went behind her as she stood, arms up, looking straight ahead. He felt her nice, smooth skin as he ran his hands over her flesh. Her ass looked very firm through her panties, in spite of the small fold of fat where her ass met her thigh. He pulled her panties into a thong shape so he could feel that ass he had watched so many times as she walked the halls. The flesh was firm and smooth. He unhooked her bra and pulled the straps over her arms to remove it. He wanted to remove her panties, but her legs were no nicely spread. He grabbed a pair of scissors from his desk and snipped down both sides. Her panties fell to the floor. Now was the moment he had been waiting for. No longer would he have to guess what her body looked like through her clothes. He told her to spread her arms wide as she held them above her head. He moved around in front of her and what he saw was very pleasing. Her breasts were about the size of grapefruits and had the same round shape as they stood out from her chest. Her stomach was absolutely flat. Her bush was brown and curly, but pretty contained to just her pubic mound. He put his hands on her arms and began to run them over her from top to bottom. He wanted to feel every square inch of her soft flesh. He slid his hands down her arms, pressed his fingers through her clean shaven and slightly moist armpits, and over her smooth shoulder. He held one breast in each hand, kneeding them to test their firmness. Her dark red nipples began to harden as he ran his thumbs around her areolas and over the nipples. He put his mouth over each nipple and licked and sucked the soft, spongy flesh. He felt the soft white undersides of her breasts and then ran his hands over her muscular tummy. The entire time, Liz stood, expressionless, staring straight forward with her hands above her head. He continued over her mound, running his fingers through the coarse brown hair. He ran a finger through her moist slit. Then he kneeled on the floor and pulled her cunt lips apart. He licked up and down her slit and sucked on her small clit. Now she was showing a reaction. She began to moan as he licked. He pushed a finger into her tight cunt and moved it around as he sucked. He could see her nipples deepen in color and sweat was beginning to bead in her open armpits. He continued to lick as he ran his hands down her smooth, thin thighs, squeezing them to enjoy the muscle tone. He stopped licking and stood up. He told her to bend over and touch her toes while keeping her legs spread. As she bent over, he kept his hands on her breasts to feel how they changed shape. She was in good shape and was able to reach her shins. Her ass cheeks opened wide up, exposing her small puckered asshole. He ran his hands from her lower back, along the crack of her ass, though her slit and up to her clit several times. He felt the back of her firm thighs. He was now as hard as a rock. It occurred to him how amazing it was to be able to control her like this. Even if she was his girlfriend, she would never allow herself to be so exposed. He told her to stand back up. Next he told her to undress him. As if she were undressing herself, she unbuttoned his shirt and removed it. She untied his shoes and removed them, including his socks. He told her to suck his toes, which she did without hesitation. He told her to continue undressing him. She removed his pants and then his underwear. He told her to fondle his cock and balls, which she did like a professional. Next he told her to lick and suck him, including his balls. As if it were the most natural thing for her to be doing, Liz ran her tongue up and down his shaft and around the tip while cupping his balls in her soft hand. She put her mouth over the head and sucked and licked it. This was too much for him. He considered cumming right into her mouth but he wanted everything. He told her to stop. He laid down on the floor on his back with his hands behind his head and his cock pointing straight up into the air. He told her to mount and fuck him. He was going to enjoy himself as she did all the work. Best of all, it didn’t matter if she had an orgasm or not. It was only his pleasure that counted. She sat astride his hips and lowered her gaping cunt onto his solid cock. Her cunt was so smooth and wet as he slid easily into it. He laid there, not moving while she worked up a sweat moving her cunt up and down his shaft. He reached up and squeezed her firm tits as she humped and he neared orgasm. This was too good to be real. An hour ago all he could do was to imagine what her body looked like without clothes. Now she was humping him on his office floor trying to do her best to make him cum. That thought pushed him over the top and he squirted wave after wave of hot cum into her deep cunt. She kept pumping him for several minutes afterwards until his soft cock fell out of her hole. He told her to lick him clean, which she did without hesitation. It was almost enough to make him hard again. He laid there for many minutes as she continued licking him. Finally, he told her to stop. Her cunt was still dripping his cum as she stood up. He ran his hands once more over her firm body knowing that he could do it now whenever the mood struck him. He told her to get dressed. She had no more panties, so she put on her jeans without them. He go dressed, too. As she left his office, he could see a wet spot in her crotch where his cum still dripped from her cunt.

He had to stop himself from running over to Robyn’s office and using her in the same way. He did, however, come up with a plan. He went to Robyn’s office and told her to return to the office that night around 10 and to be wearing her aerobics outfit under her clothes. She was to meet him in the company gym. Of course, she agreed as if he was asking her to make a copy on the copier. He went home, but could not control his excitement as he contemplated his newfound power.