The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

I had worked with Kate for as long as I worked at the magazine.... We were renowned, two of the few female journalists working for a top computer magazine, and because of that I guess we had bonded. We made an odd match, Kate is slim, blonde straight hair, tanned, blue eyes, where as I am fair, red head, green eyes, rounded figure... When the job came in, asking us to review a brand new game pre-release, released by non other than Paul Riekan, it was all we could do not to leap at the chance.

“Why us?” Kate had asked, suspiciously. Though we were doing well at the job, we weren’t yet the highest paid there, and Paul Riekan was a veritable god among computer programming.

“Paul requested you two review it. Apparently he has heard of you.” Said our boss, before throwing the disk down before us. “He says you have 10 hours to try it out, then he has arranged for you to meet up with him at his house for an exclusive interview. If you don’t feel you are up to the job I can always...?”

I hastily snatched the disk from the table.

“We’ll take it.”

Kate and I poured over the game for hours on end. It was mesmerizing, the graphics were seamless, the plot riveting, the play.... We took it in turns, and when my time was up, Kate had to literally haul me away from the computer, and I sat back and watched as she became more and more drawn in, her face fixed with concentration. I watched over her shoulder, watched her weave and direct the character, watched the images spin and melt and blur......

“What are you two still doing here? The limo has been waiting for ages!” I shook my head to dispel the fog, and Kate looked dazedly at her watch.... Our boss stood, looking furious, in the doorway. We smiled apologetically, grabbed the disk, and ran out the office towards our waiting ride.

The limo pulled up at the most amazing house we I had ever seen, and Kate and I shared impressed looks. We were lead inside to a large lounge area, where we finally got to meet the famed man himself... Paul Riekan. Slightly in awe, we edged forward, and he shook our hands and gestured for us to sit down.

“So, Lucy, Kate, how did you find the game?” I opened my mouth to speak, but he just continued talking, a mischievous smile beginning to form. Kate shot me a puzzled glance, and I just shrugged, curious as he continued. “You see, I was working on enhancing the hidden depths of animation and graphics, the subliminal, feeding messages and commands directly to the core of behavioral patterning without activating the conscious, which was predisposed tackling the obvious, tackling the game.”

I raised an eyebrow. Kate shuffled uncomfortably next to me. “So what exactly are you saying?” she asked.

“What I’m saying is, that by playing the game, you have been primed. If this works, you are mine to program. There is a trigger, a random sequence of words chosen so the likelihood of you two being activated by accident is remote. So, when I now say “Person, Star, Field” you are under my control.” He smiled triumphantly at us. Nothing changed. I began to laugh, and Kate did too, but still his triumphant grin stayed in place.

“Sleep.” He said. The world faded to black....

“Awake.” Groggily, I opened my eyes. I was naked, lying on a large bed. Kate was next to me, her clothes neatly piled up beside her, both our legs loosely bound with ribbon. I tried to sit up, but I couldn’t move at all. None of my muscles would obey me. Kate’s eyes met mine, and I could tell that she was in the same situation. She tried to talk, her mouth working soundlessly.

“You can’t move or talk, it is pointless attempting it. Not yet. Not until I say you can.” Paul was sat on a chair, facing the bed, his eyes roaming across the both of us. “Lucy, sit up.”

My body hauled itself into the sitting position. It was shocking, the strangest sensation ever... I had experimented with mild bondage before but this... this felt like my whole body was the ropes, and I was trapped inside, being worked like a puppet. I tried, struggled to raise my hand, to talk, anything, but couldn’t move at all. I sat, looking over Kate’s naked body, unable to even pull my eyes away from her as she lay sprawled on the bed. The cold air of the room had raised goosebumps all over her body, and her nipples stood out clearly.

“Touch her Lucy. Run your hands over her breasts. Feel her.” My hand shot out, and much as I tried to pull it back it my fingertips slid over her body, circling her breasts, running my hands over her nipples, feeling them swell under my touch. Kate’s eyes widened, and she bit her lip, stifling silent moans. Mark stood up, and sat on the edge of the bed, stroking Kate’s hair.

“You two should really enjoy each other. Explore each other. You can move, talk...” he lent in, his voice barely above a whisper “and you have never felt quite so aroused before in your whole lives.” He slid the ribbon off from round my ankles, and from round Kate’s, and laid back on the bed to watch. Suddenly I felt as though I was on fire... I could feel Kate trembling underneath my touch, and as I rolled her nipples between my fingers she moaned, and reached up and grabbed my breasts with her hands. Deep inside, logic raced through, I had never been with a woman, never behaved this way before, but there was no way I could stop, I was damp with need already, moans escaping me just at the sight of her, back arched, hands twined around my breasts.

“Kiss her” Paul ordered, and we fell on each other, deep kisses, passionate, the lust burning through us. “Good, good girls.” He murmured, and I could feel his hands straying over both us, stroking, like good pets... part of me felt angry, used, a remembrance that this.. this wasn’t real..... but it was soon gone, swamped, passion screaming out everything. Paul whispered in Kate’s ear, and suddenly she rolled on top of me, and began kissing my breasts, her teeth tweaking my nipples, licking, sucking, and her hand slid down to my pussy, already soaking wet, and she slowly eased her fingers inside, rhythmically rubbing as she kissed and teased my breasts. I began moaning louder, my heart racing, and just as I felt near to orgasm Paul lent in.

“You must not cum Lucy. Not yet.” I felt like screaming, the crescendo building and building within me, yet I could not release it all.

“Kate, get off her. Sit on the far side of the bed. Lucy, stay here.” Dumbly, Kate stopped, and crawled to the furthest point from me. She sat facing me, and I could see her moist pussy, I could smell her arousal, smell her skin, and more than anything I wanted her. The same hunger shone back in her eyes, and Paul laughed softly beside me, stroking my hair once again.

“You want her, do you? Kate, lie down.” Kate lay, her feet towards me, and I couldn’t help but moan. “Kate, spread your legs.” She opened her legs, revealing her beautiful, pink, damp vagina. Paul grabbed my face in his hands, and spoke to me. “Lucy, you will go down on Kate.” He let me go, and without thought, my body already leapt to it, my tongue gently easing inside her, caressing her, her sweet taste flowing into my mouth. From behind I felt Paul move my legs apart, and I nearly yelled with pleasure as I felt him slide himself inside me, his cock thrusting deep into me as I licked at Kate, her hands wrapped into my hair, her moans mingling with mine. The crescendo inside me built, as Kate’s moans reached fever pitch, but I still could not cum, and as Paul thrust and thrust inside I thought I must cry or scream with pleasure, the waves crashing into me and threatening to drown me, when suddenly Paul lent over my back, and while still pounding inside me, he whispered into my ear

“Lucy, you may cum now.”

The orgasm was so intense I literally howled, nails entwined in the bedsheets, the smell of Kate strong in my head, spasms shaking my body. I saw Kate, and saw she had cum too, her breathing was ragged, her body twisting. Paul sat again at the edge of the bed, watching Kate and myself entwine in each other, moaning still, and he nodded appreciatively.

“So, at least I know it works. Sleep.”

We awoke that morning, to find Paul again in the room. He had bought breakfast, and laid it by the side of the bed. Kate and I sat up, and hurriedly drew the bedsheets around us, embarrassment peaking as we remembered what had occurred the night before.

“No need to be shy girls, it is a bit late for that.” Paul said, offering me the tray of food. I shook my head slowly, head muggy with memories. “Well, I thought it was an amazing night. And what will be a profitable one, in all senses of the word.”

“Profitable?” I said.

“Yes, profitable. For one, I know my new system works, and therefore I now own you. You are pretty much my new game.” I shook my head in disbelief, and he smiled fondly at us. “Now don’t tell me you didn’t enjoy yourself? Secondly, you will go back and write an amazing review of my game, thoroughly recommending it. You will not be able to speak, or in any way communicate, any of what you have learnt about the game’s secret, or what happened last night, to anyone, not even each other. And when the review is released, and the game is on general sale, maybe then I will let you two go, when I find replacements... Until then...” He lent forward, and whispered into my ear....