The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Satinka’s nametag had her name, and below it it’s translation from her native tongue. Her name, in whatever native tongue the local tribe spoke, means “Magic Dancer”. She’s a hostess at the Indian Casino. Her main job is to bring drinks to high rollers. However since she has aspirations of talent management and even performing herself she was trying to get into the same entertainment booking jobs as Jennifer held before her promotion. I was her first client, and she was to be my liaison to the casino and also my stage assistant, since I had none.

I had noticed Satinka a few times before, as I cleared off tables, and wanted her so bad it was hard to concentrate. She was tall and slim, with long straight jet-black hair and wonderful creamy brown skin that Native American women have. Her breasts were large, and strained against her cheesy fake Indian casino uniform. As part of that uniform she wore a headdress with a few fake feathers in it (you could tell because they were almost neon in color) and a necklace with a bright green stone of some kind on it.

Needless to say I was quite glad to be working so closely with her. Even she was excited at this chance, for if my act went well she’d have a chance to move up in the casino. We met a few times in a private conference room, working on the show. It soon became apparent that she was so suggestible that she was going to drift into a trance and collapse during the group induction at the start of the show. This of course presented a problem.

“What we’ll have to do is I’ll have to put you into a trance before each show, so that you don’t go under again. Actually that would work for some other things too,” I explained.

“Okay, that sounds fine. So you have to hypnotize me each time then?”

“Or I can give you a post-hypnotic suggestion, a phrase that would send you into a deep trance whenever I said it.”

“That’s great.”

Since the room had no windows or proper ventilation it was quite warm for us. Satinka had unbuttoned the top two buttons of her uniform blouse, giving me a nice view of her cleavage, and her green stone necklace. I gestured to it, “Can I see that?”

She nodded, and unlatched it at the back of her neck and handed it to me. The stone was hung on a leather cord, along with a few other plainer stones.

“This isn’t casino issue is it?” I asked.

“No. They make us wear these horrible things that make us look like Pocahontas. This is actually a necklace my mother gave me before I moved out. It’s a centering stone, I use it to focus on to relax when I’m upset.”

“Well that’s like hypnosis. Really hypnosis is about focusing and relaxing.” I began to swing the necklace slowly back and forth, holding it so the stone was just in front of her eyes. I watched as her eyes followed it back and forth. “All hypnosis is is focusing and relaxing. Like you do with your centering stone, focus and relax. The only difference is that while you focus so heavily on your stone, that is gently drifting back and forth, back and forth. You also focus on my voice, which will help you to relax. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” she sighed.

“Focusing on the stone and my voice. You will begin to notice that your eyes are starting to feel very tired watching the stone, drifting back and forth. You will also notice that your eyelids are beginning to feel very heavy, and that they will begin to close very soon.”

Her eyelids began to close and then struggle open.

“You will notice that you are beginning to feel very sleepy, very heavy and very warm. You will notice that your body is beginning to relax deeply, and that you are going limp and hypnotized. You want your whole body to feel very relaxed and soon your eyes will close and you will be so relaxed. Limp, warm, heavy, sleepy... sleepy... heavy... limp... hypnotized... close your eyes now and be hypnotized.”

Her eyes shut and she fell forward onto the table completely limp.

“Satinka can you hear my voice?”

“Yes.”

I then began a standard deepening technique, as I had decided to enslave her as strongly as Calan. “In a moment I’m going to relax you more completely. In a moment I’m going to begin counting backwards from ten to one. The moment I say the number ten you will allow your eyelids to remain closed. The moment I say the number ten, you will, in your mind’s eye, see yourself at the top of a small set of stairs. The moment I say the number 9, and each additional number, you will simply move down those stairs relaxing more completely. At the base of the stairs is a large feather bed, with a comfortable feather pillow. The moment I say the number one you will simply sink into that bed, resting your head on that feather pillow. Number ten, eyes closed at the top of those stairs. Ten... Nine, relaxing and letting go. Nine ... Eight, sinking into a more comfortable, calm, peaceful position... Seven.... Six... going way down ... Five... moving down those stairs, relaxing more completely. Four... Three... breathe in deeply... Two... On the next number, number one, simply sinking into that bed, becoming more calm, more peaceful, more relaxed... One... Sinking into that feather bed, let every muscle go limp and loose as you sink into a more calm, peaceful state of relaxation.”

“Now Satinka I am going to give you a phrase that whenever I and only I say it will take you down as deep as you are now. When I say the words, ‘My Magic Dancer’ you will feel so relaxed and sleepy that you will close your eyes and let your heavy mind go limp into my power as it is now. Also when ever I ask you to look into my eyes you will find yourself become very open to my suggestions, and will be unable and unwilling to resist them. Also you are going to find yourself having erotic dreams and thoughts about me controlling you through hypnosis and you submitting to me sexually. You will find that you want to become my hypnotic sex slave, and will do anything to be that. Now I am going to count to three and you will wake up. You will remember nothing of what I have instructed while you are in trance, except that you feel so pleasant and relaxed whenever you enter this deep place. One, waking. Two eyes opening. Three awake.”

She sat up, and blinked a few times to gain her bearings. “Wow. That was so incredible.”

I handed back her necklace and then asked her to explain everything she remembered.

“Well every time I look at the necklace I naturally relax. So when you held that in front of me I felt so nice and relaxed. Then you started swinging it, which began to make my eyes hurt and feel strained, because I felt that I couldn’t look away. And your voice seemed to fill up my whole head. It was like a cloud, because when you were talking I couldn’t think of anything other than your voice and the stone. Then you started to talk about how relaxed the rest of my body was, so I tried to lift my arm to see, but it was so heavy and warm and limp that I couldn’t. Then I gave that up and you told me to close my eyes, and they just shut on their own. Then I don’t remember anything but just the most relaxing and wonderful feeling washing over my body.”

“Look into my eyes Satinka.”

“Yes,” her eyes met mine. She had beautiful brown eyes that glazed over once they fell into mine.

“You want to invite me over tonight, so we can work on the performance.”

“Yes. Why don’t you come over, we can work on the performance.” Her voice was soft and far away. Her face was relaxed and her arms had fallen limp to her lap.

“Do you have a boyfriend?”

“No.”

“A girlfriend?”

“No.”

“A roommate?”

“Yes. Crystal.”

“Who is she?”

“Another hostess. My friend.”

I couldn’t place the name, but there were a lot of hostesses.

“You enjoy my eyes don’t you?”

“Yes.”

“You enjoy obeying me don’t you?”

“Yes.”

“You will wear the sexiest underwear that you have tonight.”

“Yes, I will wear my Victoria’s Secret lingerie.”

“You also will want you friend Crystal to experience this relaxing hypnotic obedience. You will convince her to be hypnotized by me tonight, if she is home.”

“Crystal wants to be hypnotized.”

I snapped my fingers, “Wake.” She shook her head and then smiled.

“Why don’t you come over tonight, we can work on the performance? I’ll cook some supper?”

“Very good idea. I’d better get going now though, I’ve got to buy a prop or two.”

I arrived at Satinka’s apartment with a bag of props that I had bought at the mall that day. She was dressed in a very nice silk blouse and a skirt that went past her knees, with native designs sewn on it. The blouse as well had native symbols, which looked far more authentic than the ones in the casino.

“My mother sends them to me. She wants to make sure I’m not shopping at the Gap for my clothes. They’re really comfortable though,” she explained when I questioned her on it.

“Well you look lovely in it. Where is Crystal?”

“Oh yeah, she wants to be hypnotized, but she’s working the night shift at the casino. That’s what sucks about a 24-hour job I suppose. Dinner is almost ready, it’ll be about forty minutes. Until then did you have anything to work on for the show?”

“Yeah, I bought all this stuff here.” I opened the bag and pulled out the props. One was a gold pocket watch I had bought from a jeweler that I felt was exactly what a stage hypnotist needed. The next was a fake penis, which was going to be used in one hypnotic skit I was copying from a few stage hypnotists. The other was oversized glasses, with no lenses for the usual “x-ray glasses” trick. Then there were a couple of other props that I didn’t bother to take out.

Satinka put the glasses on, “What are these for?”

“Well if you look deep into my hypnotic eyes you will see.”

She relaxed as her eyes met mine.

“You are feeling very aroused right now.

“Horny. I am horny.”

“You want to play with the fake penis.” With that I snapped my fingers and she awoke.

“What’s this?” she asked grabbing the penis, and discarding the glasses.

“Well when I snap my fingers it will become my penis. You will do to that penis all that you so desire to do to mine.” I snapped my fingers again.

She blinked and began to gently stroke the penis, and then lick it. She slid it in and out of her mouth a bit, then began to unbutton her blouse. She had on a nearly invisible lace bra, which she quickly removed to set her large breasts free. She then stroked her nipples and breasts with the penis. Then she reached for her skit and began to lower it.

“Awake, fully awake.” I said snapping my fingers.

She looked at the penis and then at her state of undress and then at me. “I thought, that this. Oh, I’m so...” She began to try to cover herself up, dropping the penis.

I walked over to her and grabbed her by the head and forced her eyes into my gaze. She relaxed and her arms fell limp to her sides. I than began to massage her temples as I spoke. “You are so relaxed. Don’t worry about anything. Nothing that you will ever do that I command will embarrass you. You are proud to obey. Now drift deeper and deeper. Tonight you know you will submit to me and become enslaved by my deep hypnotic eyes, and my deep hypnotic voice. Now when I snap my fingers you will awake again. You will no longer feel embarrassed but excited that soon you will be submitting to my power.” I snapped my fingers.

She looked around again, “You’re so strong,” she said, “When you ask me to look into your eyes I want nothing more than to please you. I want to... well let me show you.”

She kissed me, and went down onto her knees. “I want to be your slave. I will do anything for you, just as long as you control me. I am your Magic Dancer, I will be your slave.”

She then reached for my zipper, “Now let me see the real thing.”

The door woke me up. Satinka and I had fallen asleep after dinner, and a good deal of sex. Actually I had put Satinka to sleep so she wasn’t about to wake up unless I asked her to. I left Satinka’s room to see a red head taking a glass of milk from the fridge. She was wearing the casino uniform. She was slightly shorter than me, with nice firm breasts, and a slender waist. Her hair was done in a ponytail at the back.

“Hello.”

She turned around, surprised. “Oh hi. I suppose you’re the hypnotist guy aren’t you? Satinka was telling me about you, funny I thought you’d be taller.”

“Yeah, that’s me.”

“So what you hypnotized your way into her pants?” She put the glass of milk into the microwave and began to heat it.

“It doesn’t really work that way.”

“Hmm... well she hasn’t had anyone in there for awhile, so you must have used some voodoo. Sorry, I’m just cranky from my shift. It’s thrown my sleep cycle off and now I won’t be able to get to sleep until a few hours before my next shift.”

“I know what that’s like. How you always feel so tired, but can’t sleep. You feel like you’re in a daze. You just wish you could relax, and let your mind and body go limp.” I was starring directly into her eyes. She didn’t take hers off mine, even to remove the milk from the microwave. Even drinking the milk, our eyes were locked.

“The warm milk is helping you to relax though, isn’t it? Making you warm and drowsy, warm and comfortable. As the warm wave spreads through your body, heavy relaxed and warm. You want to relax even more, don’t you?

“Yes... want to relax. Want to sleep.”

“Notice how heavy your arms are now, heavy warm and relaxed. Let them just fall to the side and relax. Don’t worry, just relax. Notice now how heavy your eyelids are, and how tired your eyes are. Just let them close, warm and heavy and limp.” Her eyes closed.

“Now let your heavy head relax, as you submit totally to this warm, relaxed feeling. Let your neck just go limp and warm.” Her head fell forward.

“Now you are deeply relaxed. I want you to listen very carefully to my voice. I want to demonstrate how deeply in my power you are. I am going to count to three, and when I do you will try to open your eyes. However the more you try to open them, the heavier they will become. You will find that you are unable to open them. One, two and three now try to open them. I could see her face struggle with the problem until I said, “Now relax and let them stay closed and drift deeper. Deeper and deeper.”

I then installed the same post-hypnotic suggestions as I had in Satinka, except her trigger phrase was ‘Warm Milk’. I then installed a lesbian longing for Satinka, and a longing to be taken deeper into my hypnotic control. I then woke her up.

“Did you just hypnotize me?” she asked.

“Why?”

“Because half an hour ago I was talking to you drinking a glass of milk. Then you started talking and I got really sleepy and now it’s half an hour later and I feel awake as if I’d slept for ten hours.”

“That’s very perceptive. Maybe if you looked deep into my eyes you will find the answer.”

She did, and was quickly entranced.

“You will go to your room and sleep until ten in the morning when you will wake up an come into this room. You will dream erotic dreams of Satinka and my power over you. You will come into this room tomorrow totally naked.”

I awoke her again.

“I’m so sleepy right now. I’m going to bed,” She said, as she staggered off to sleep. I watched her go then went to join Satinka in bed.

The next morning Satinka was making me eggs, dressed in nothing more than her nearly invisible bra and panties, when Crystal came in totally naked. Satinka’s mouth fell open.

“Don’t worry,” I whispered to her, “it’s of my doing.”

She nodded, but couldn’t seem to tear her eyes away from the red head’s firm young breasts.

“Crystal, why don’t you stay standing but have some ‘Warm Milk’?” Her eyes shut and her arms dropped limp to her sides and she was out in a flash. I then turned to Satinka and said, “Still standing ‘My Magic Dancer’.” Then she too was out. I deepened the two beauties’ trances, and then suggested them mutual feelings of attraction for each other. Then I woke them up with no memory of going under.

“Oh, I’ve got to get going to work,” Satinka said, giving me my plate of eggs. “I guess I’ll see you there later.”

“Yeah.” I agreed.

She went to put on her casino uniform while I polished off the eggs and then packed up my props. “Tell Satinka that I’m gone and I’ll see her later. And I’ll see you later.” I said to Crystal as I left.