The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

I.

Miranda looked out the window of the limousine as the road went by. Grunting sounds drew her attention to the back seat. Janet was sitting in the middle of the back seat. Her arms pinned wide to the seat back and her knees pulled apart by magic. Her jacket and blouse both hung open revealing her braless tits. Her skirt was bunched up around her waist revealing her bare mound. At least it would have been revealed if Miranda’s demon master, Asmorth, hadn’t had his dick buried in it. One hand danced roughly over Janet’s breasts squeezing and pulling. His other hand gripped the back of her head, holding it in place, while his mouth was locked on hers. Miranda could even see the bulge in her mother’s throat as Asmorth’s long, snake like tongue probed Janet’s mouth and throat. Miranda gave a little gasp as her master used his power to heighten the excitement she felt watching him take her mother.

One hand worked its way under her skirt to play with her own bare pussy while the other idly caressed the silver and obsidian amulet that hung between her breasts. Asmorth was a pleasure demon bound to the amulet long ago by the sorceress Morgana. A run in with a religious order late in the middle ages had left him a prisoner of the amulet. The Order had intended to destroy the medallion and banish him back to his own plain. Unfortunately they were still doing research when world war two was warming up. Based in Europe, the Order feared that all the various demonic artifacts it had been hoarding would fall into Nazi hands, so it had shipped it away. In the confusion though they had lost various artifacts, including the amulet. Three years ago Miranda bought the amulet from a church, and six months later Asmorth was free.

For months the demon had played with them. Raping them and their friends. Putting them through one sexual torment after another. There had been some benefits for them. Miranda had become very popular in high school. Janet a senior saleswoman at a large company was soon closing expensive contracts. And while Janet had labored under Asmorth’s control, Miranda had thrived on it, unconsciously forming an ever tightening bound with the demon. A good thing since the Order had finally tracked down it’s missing property.

Miranda looked at the driver. Judith Tannor had been a devote follower of the Order. She had tracked Asmorth down and confronted him. She had waited until he had used most of his energy playing with his toys before she struck. The binding spell she had cast after she broke into Miranda’s home had disabled the demon and knock his toys, Miranda among them, out. Judith had bound the women and then turned her attentions to the demon. Judith hadn’t counted on Miranda’s tie to Asmorth which had awoken the magic in her. While small and undisciplined it allowed Miranda to recover quicker than Judith had expected. It had also allowed her to work free of her bindings. She had come across Judith just as she was preparing to banish Asmorth. Miranda had stopped the spell and delivered Judith into Asmorth’s hands.

Her master had been both pleased and surprised. While he began work on breaking Judith he had rewarded Miranda. He had placed her above all his other toys. He had also begun to train her to use the magic that was coming to her. By the time the Order retraced Judith steps, Miranda and her master were ready. They told a confused tale of their experiences under the demon and the strange women who had rescued them. Of course they hadn’t gone to the police when the women stole the amulet and taken off, who would have believed them. The members of the order had searched their home throughly looking for evidence of the demon. So focused on their search for demonic energy they totally overlooked their missing comrade, wrapped in human magic. They departed, perhaps convinced that Judith had been lost to the demon.

She had been, eventually. Asmorth discover the secret to breaking her. Judith believed that she should be punished for any pleasure the demon brought her, but the punishment lead to pleasure, which lead to more punishment. It was a vicious cycle that Asmorth had exploited ruthlessly. Now the woman was employed by Janet as a driver. She wore a traditional chauffeur outfit, above the waist. Of course, under the shirt Judith’s tit’s were wrapped in a severe rope harness, causing her ample breast to push out against her shirt and jacket. Below the waist she wore a knee high skirt. Miranda could almost hear the vibrators, purring away in Judith’s ass and pussy. Miranda knew from experience that the seat under the woman was soaked in cum. Judith’s training kept her from crying out as she would have at home, but she was still climaxing, something she would be punished for later.

Miranda returned her gaze to the road. The years that had followed that night had been very exciting. Miranda’s powers had grown and she had learned to better tap into Asmorth as a source of energy. She had full run of any women she fancied, often sharing them with Asmorth. Men had naturally remained off limits to her powers. Miranda smirk as she remember one incident when Asmorth thought she was forgetting herself. She had been in the locker room with three cheerleaders when their boyfriends, and friends of the boyfriends, had come in to object to her actions. Asmorth had left her without powers facing six teenage men and three rather upset teenage women and a week long break in school. It had been a long sex filled week that had taught her a lesson.

The summer had been one constant orgy but now it was time to move on. Asmorth was remaining with Miranda for several reasons. After over two years under Asmorth’s control, Janet had become the youngest female vice president of sales in the history of the company. The fact that she had slept with several board members under the demon’s control hadn’t hurt. Janet’s new position moved her away from actually dealing with customers so Asmorth’s touch was no longer needed. Judith was now completely broken and could be easily handled by Janet, who was actually beginning to enjoy dominating the woman. And finally, the pleasure demon simply could not pass up an entire college campus filled with women. Miranda actually smiled as her mother cried out in orgasm. Then she cried out herself as Asmorth forced an orgasm through her.

II.

Miranda strolled casually across the campus, taking in the atmosphere. Her blonde hair cascaded down her back, reaching her ass. Her blue eyes seemed to glow, highlighting her face. Her medium sized breasts moved freely under her light blouse. The plain, knee length skirt she wore swayed as her ass rolled along, helped by the three inch heels she wore. She smiled as she felt the weight of men’s stares upon her. She also felt several women checking her out. Some viewed her as competition, some dismissed her, and more than a few were wondering what they could do to get her into bed. She turned down the walkway and headed for the dorm. As a freshman she was in a two person room, not that she had minded. Asmorth had bent the admission people to his will, selecting a stunningly beautiful woman as Miranda’s roommate. Miranda figured that she would find the woman in the room since classes were starting the next day.

Stepping into her room she saw her roommate, Lisa Kincaid. Lisa stood a little over six feet tall. Her fiery red hair hung loose around her shoulders. Emerald green eyes looked out over tall cheekbones and warm, full lips. Miranda could see her large, firm breast under her blouse as well as her tight ass. She looked longingly at Lisa’s long muscular legs and taut stomach. All in all Lisa looked very much like a super model in training. Miranda licked her lips in anticipation of what was to come.

Lisa looked up as the door opened and tried to hide her sneer as her roommate walked in. Something about the women just set her off, but she couldn’t figure out what it was. It might have had something to do with how she dressed. Lisa didn’t consider herself a prude, but she did think that a proper lady wore a bra. Something she was sure Miranda didn’t do. Then there were the looks, not just directed at her but at everyone. Miranda seemed to look at other people like she was shopping for steak.

“Hello,” said Miranda as she strutted over to her bed.

Lisa replied, “Hi.”

Miranda laid down on her bed and smiled seductively. “Ready for classes to start?”

“Yes,” Lisa returned coldly, hiding a shiver. The woman was trying to come on to her.

“When’s your first class?”

“Tuesday, in the afternoon.”

“So. You have all of tomorrow off.”

“Yes.” Lisa’s tone hovered around absolute zero.

Miranda sat up, not bothering to hide her gaze. “That leaves us plenty of time.”

Lisa spun around to glare at her. “Time for what!", she exclaimed.

“Time to entertain ourselves,” explained a voice.

Lisa’s jaw dropped. Standing behind Miranda’s bed was an unbelievable creature. It’s skin was a deep, dark red. It was tall and well muscled. There was no hair anywhere on it’s body, not even between it’s legs. It wore no clothing and some corner of Lisa’s mind told her that it had hooves in place of feet. With a tail that snaked from behind it coupled with its cat-like yellow eyes, and horns the creature could only be a demon.

Lisa tried to scream, but she had no voice. She tried to run, but her legs were frozen. She felt something wrap around her wrists. Whatever held her wrist pulled her arms apart and towards the ceiling.

Miranda slide off her bed and came towards Lisa, but she was no longer wearing a blouse and skirt. She now had on a black corset. A tight black corset. It accented her breast, narrowed her waist, and left her pussy completely free. Her amulet sat, nestled between her breasts. She was also wearing knee high, black leather boots, with four inch stiletto heels. Lisa couldn’t keep her eyes off Miranda’s rolling hips. She tried to turn her head away when Miranda held her face, bringing the mouths close together. She shuddered as their lips grazed each other. Miranda’s hands drifted down to caress Lisa’s breasts through her clothes. With a wicked grin Miranda ripped the blouse open, running her hands over the bra beneath it.

“You have such lovely tits,” Miranda breathed. “It’s a crime to pin them up in a bra.” She worked her hands under the bra, pushing it over Lisa’s tits. With another wicked grin she brought her mouth to a nipple. She licked the nipple, drawing a gasp from Lisa. She began to suck on it lightly, while she gentle caressed the other breast with a hand. She could sense the woman’s growing excitement. She undid Lisa’s trousers and worked them over her hips before returning a had to the tit she wasn’t sucking on. She slid her free hand under her roommates panties. Suddenly she stood up staring into Lisa’s face. Lisa’s blush darkened .

“What is it?", Asmorth demanded.

“She’s a virgin, Lord Asmorth,” Miranda explained.

“A virgin?” Asmorth licked his lips. “It has been some time since I tasted one of those. Prepare her.”

Miranda knelt before Lisa, pulling down her panties. Pushing her Lisa’s legs apart she began to lick slowly. In no time Lisa’s clit began to harden. Miranda sucked on it between licks. She felt a shudder run through her roommate. One leg came to rest on her shoulder, opening Lisa even farther. Miranda plunged her tongue deep into Lisa’s pussy. Then she turned her power on her. She accentuated the feelings dancing through Lisa’s body. She was rewarded by even more powerful, more frequent shudders. When Lisa began to climax, Miranda doubled and redoubled the feelings, leaving Lisa hanging limp in her bondage.

Asmorth came around the bed. Her patted Miranda on her head as her took in Lisa’s exhausted from. He ran his hands over her fair body, caressing her flesh. Lisa began to respond when he concentrated his attentions on her tits. He rolled the flesh between his fingers. Twists her nipples, pinching them.

“Wha . . . What are you doing?", she asked breathlessly.

“Showing you the purpose of a woman,” her replied.

His dick was already stiff, and Miranda was more than ready, he entered her in one easy motion. Lisa gasped as she was suddenly filled. He worked in and out slowly, luxuriating in the felling of her once virgin pussy. One hand went behind her, playing with her ass, the other grasp her neck, angling her head for his kiss. Lisa’s eyes went huge as she felt his tongue dart into her mouth. It dueled briefly with hr own, before shoving it aside and all but seizing her mouth. She was overpowered by the sensations ruling her body. In no time a second orgasm tore through her. She collapsed, totally spent.

With a satisfied sigh he step back, enjoying his work. He sat down on the bed, beckoning towards Miranda. Miranda crawled over to her master, taking him in her mouth. As she worked his dick into her throat she looked up at him submissively.

“Ah, mortal women, what a pleasure you are.” He reached down to fondle a tit. “Let me tell you of the first time the medallion was passed. Of my first night with a new toy.”

III.

Elizabeth walked door the corridor with a confident, absent-minded stride. The castle belonged to her father after all. Her seventeenth birthday celebration had just ended. Most of the nobles that had come to visit had already departed. Those that remained were close allies of her father. They would be up the rest of the night discussing problem on the border with the Kingdom of Raul. Boring men stuff. She was headed for her chambers to sleep.

Once in her rooms she went to her bed chamber. She gazed at her reflection in the mirror. She knew men enjoyed looking at her five foot one frame. Dark, smooth hair hung down her back, past her ass. She brought her hands up to cup her large breasts, rubbing them gently watching the amulet between them sparkle. She turned to the side, casting her gaze on her ass, running a hand over it. She realized the she was beginning to breath heavier. She could see a sparkle in her eyes. She wondered what was happening. She had never become excited so fast.

“I have little wish wait for you,” came a voice behind her.

Elizabeth spun around, looking up at the demon that had materialized in her room. “M’lord!”

“Please to see me. That’s good.”

Thoughts chased themselves around her mind. Excitement at his presence. Fear at what he would so to her. Confusion over how he could be there.

“Strip,” he commanded.

Her distraction was so great she missed the order. With a wave of his hand her clothing vanished in a burst of flame. Before she could fully register what had happened a second wave of the demon’s hand threw her against the wall. She found herself bound, spread-eagle to the wall, a foot off the floor. She felt the heat rasing in her body as Asmorth slowly approached her. One hand pinched and pulled her nipples, mauling her tits. The other played with her pussy. The demon slid two fingers into her tight folds and began finger fucking her. When he brought his mouth to hers she opened her lips, welcoming his tongue in. She moaned as a climax tore through her. She was surprised when Asmorth stepped back. She shuddered when she say his depraved smile.

A third wave flipped her around, leaving her facing the wall. Elizabeth groaned as she felt the demon’s dick come to rest at her ass. Asmorth wasted no time driving into her. Pulling on her hair, he twisted her neck, licking and biting at the exposed skin. Her body was held tight to the wall, crushing her tits. Since the demon couldn’t play with those he spanked her with her free hand. On every out stroke her brought his hand down on her ass. Elizabeth groan with every plunge of his dick and cried out with every strike of his hand. Then she felt Asmorth filling her with his seed which brought her another orgasm.

Finished, the demon pulled his dick out and let the woman drop to the floor. When she had gathered her wits she looked up at him.

“How are you here? I thought you were bound to Morgana.”

“I’ve tired of her. You were lucky enough to catch my attention when I was looking for a new toy.”

“New toy?", she asked with trepidation.

“New toy. I have the feeling that I will enjoy you for some time.