The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

IV.

Miranda sat in the back of the class listening to the lecture. But she was only paying it half a mind. She was paying more attention to the star soccer player two rows in front of her, Dennis McTalbot. Tall, with dark, close cropped hair. She had seen him at practice before. He had excellent techniques, but he preferred to simple bull his way through the opposition. His long, angular face with those grey eyes made him look ruggedly handsome. Asmorth had told Miranda that the man would be quite willing to deal with her the way she liked, but he had other concerns. Namely the professor.

Miranda had to admit that she was quite attractive. Or she could be. Professor Elizabeth Castile stood five foot five. Her long brown hair was tied back in a sever braid. A full length, high neck dress shrouded small breasts and a tight rear. Looking through the dress Miranda saw that Elizabeth had large nipples and kept her bush neatly trimmed. Asmorth let he see the woman’s mind, her disdain for sex and he minimal tolerance for men. All the hallmarks her lord told her, of a suppressed sex maniac.

Miranda supposed that giving Dennis what he wanted was an accept price to get what she wanted. She carefully wove her spell, leaving Dennis and Elizabeth an aversion to leaving. Once the call filed out she set up another aversion spell on the door to keep other out. Then she turned to watch the drama unfold.

“Mr. McTalbot,” Elizabeth began, “I’m afraid a mistake was made on your test.”

Dennis approached he and remarked, “A mistake?”

“Yes. I miss graded it. I was able to catch the mistake in time though,” she replied, handing him his test.

Turning her he said, “It’s a damn good thing too. This test would have cost me my eligibility and we have a big game this weekend.”

“I realize that.”

“You need to be punished.”

Elizabeth drew back in alarm. “What do you mean?”

Dennis smiled evilly. “Bend over the desk.”

While she complied, Dennis went to her desk and got her pointed, a long thin stick. Approaching her he ran his hand over his ass. Slowly he pulled the hem of the dress up. Elizabeth tried to stand up only to be shoved back down by Dennis.

“Just for that,” he told her, “I’m taking your panties off too.”

Miranda saw the professor shiver. Dennis finished pulling up the dress, draping it over the small of her back. Then he slowly worked her panties down.

“Twenty lashes, I think, for the mistake on the test. Another five for trying to get up.”

“You took my underwear down for that!", she protested.

“Let’s make it ten then. Any other protests.”

Silently Elizabeth looked to Miranda for help.

Dennis saw this and laughed. “She’s not going to do anything for you,” he said.

“Come down here and kneel,” he commanded her.

She knelt as ordered, facing him.

“Now show me your tits.”

She opened her blouse, thrusting her breasts forward proudly. In the corner of her eye she saw the disapproving looks Elizabeth gave her. Then she cried out as Dennis brought the pointer down across her bare tits. Asmorth chuckled in the back of her mind. He held her in place while Dennis delivered another ten blows to her.

Turning his evil grin back to Elizabeth he said, “You’re turn.”

Dennis spanked her with a slow steady rhythm. She cried out with every blow. By twenty blows she was crying. Dennis delivered the last ten blows before stepping back and admiring his work. Then he grab Miranda’s head, shoving his dick into her mouth and down her throat. Elizabeth’s sobs and Miranda’s gagging were soon too much and he shot his load down her throat.

After Miranda cleaned him off he sat back. “Your punishment will be even worse for you next mistake.”

With that, he pulled up his pants and walked out, leaving Miranda and Elizabeth to clean themselves up.

V.

Later that day Miranda was in the gym shower after cheerleader practice. Asmorth was quite happy to be hiding behind Miranda’s eyes. She wandered down the aisle of showers, covertly looking the women over. With her lord’s help she could see even more when they were fully dressed, but this was even better.

<I would like some entertainment, pet,> he told her.

<Entertainment, M’lord.> She considered the possibilities. <Grant me a bit of your power, and you will have it.>

She felt her master open his power to her, increase her magic making ability. She reached into the ether and drew forward the core of a water elemental. Unnoticed the creature grew, drawing the water from the running showers. Vaguely man shaped, it stood over seven feet tall. Numerous water tentacles grew out of it’s bodies.

To the women in the showers it was as if the monster appeared out of thin air. Most tried to run away, only to be dragged back by various tentacles. Some of the women were lifted into the air, others pinned to the floor. Tentacles wrapped themselves around the women’s bodies, squeezing tits and cupping ass. Then the tentacles began penetrating. The beast varied the sizes of the watery dicks. Small when they first entered, they grew in length and diameter. Women were soon moaning in pain/pleasure.

Miranda casually strolled through the magical orgy. A mental command caused the elemental to bring one of the women around. The tall, busty, red headed leader of the cheerleading squad.

“Help,” she called weakly.

“Certainly,” Miranda replied.

Miranda had the creature suspend her toy, as if she was sitting in the air. Miranda’s hands drifted over the smooth tanned flesh. She knelt down while the watery tentacles pulled the woman’s legs further apart. She began licking slowly. Gradually bringing the woman to the edge of her climax. All the while she toyed with the tits above her, causing the nipples to harden. Then, just as the cheerleader was about to climax, Miranda twisted her nipples cruelly, pulling and distorting her breasts.

Miranda stood. Smiling at the dazed look. The cheerleader was lowered to the floor. The water elemental held her hands behind her while Miranda pulled her face into her crotch. Once the woman began licking Miranda caressed her hair. The woman cried out into Miranda’s pussy as two tentacles entered her from behind.

Suddenly Miranda’s arms were pulled to the ceiling. She felt her master come up behind her and enter her ass. Slowly her working his dick in and out while his hands caressed and mauled her tits. He bit her neck lightly. Looking around the showers Miranda saw that several of the women had been overcome by pleasure and were limply twitching as the beast continued to fuck them.

“Excellent,” said her master. “That was excellent entertainment. Reminds me of entertainment another toy provided.”

VI.

Duchess Catherine strolled down the pathway of her husbands estate towards the kennels. Her husband was off in the capitol discussing affairs of state with the king and she was quite lonely. Or she would have been if it wasn’t for the demon who held her in thrall. He had directed her down here and she feared what was to come.

<Master,> she asked, <why are we here?>

<I’ve had you to myself enough. It’s time to share.>

<The stable boys?>

<Maybe later.>

Catherine was confused until she found herself headed for the dogs. <Master!>, she exclaimed.

Asmorth laughed. <You had better remove you clothes. If I am forced to remove them, you will have nothing to wear back to the manor house.>

She wanted to refuse, to deny him, but she knew better. Conscious of the fact she was in plain sight she removed her clothing. She put her hand on the gate to the dog pen, but her body refused to go in.

<Allow me,> Asmorth volunteered.

Catherine’s body was again moving. She walked to the middle of the pen before she slowly sank to her hands and knees. Her husband’s hunting hounds began to sniff around her. A dog, bolder than the rest licked her. His tongue sliding across a tit. She was shocked by the shudder that ran through her. Encouraged by her reacting the dog licked again. Emboldened other dogs began to circle her. Her breasts, her sides, and he legs came under assault. None of that compared to the sensation that course through her when one of the tongues found her leaking pussy. The countess nearly came on the spot. As the dog continued to lick there her hips began to rock gently.

Then she felt paws on her back. Looking back she saw that one of the dogs was preparing to mount her. She tried to bolt, but the demon wouldn’t allow it. She felt its dick come to rest at her pussy. She braced for it. Then suddenly drive still forced a cry from her. She lowered he head in shame as her body began to respond to the animal. The other dogs continued to lick her body.

She was startled when one of them licked her face. When her head whipped up she saw the dog rearing up. Its dick, already hanging beneath it, leaped into her mouth. Her eyes went round with shock as she felt paws on the back of her head, preventing her from spitting the thing out.

Behind she felt the animal in her cum and drop down, but he was soon replaced by another dog. This one had bad aim though and impaled her ass. She jerked under him and tried to get away, but stopped when both dogs growled at her.

One of the dogs licking her breast found a nipple and managed to pull it into her mouth. Catherine came beneath the onslaught. Seeing her reaction another dog sought her other nipple. Meanwhile the dog in her mouth came. Almost before she could turn away, another dog forced his dick into her mouth.

Catherine lost track of the number of dogs she serviced, or the number of times she came. Eventually a chuckle broke through. In horror she turned to find two stable boys looking at her.

“What do you think, Thomas? Should we tell the lord,” one asked.

“I don’t know, Roger. You would think that this was the type of thing her would want to know about,” the other replied.

“No,” she protested weakly.

Roger rubbed his chin. “Then again, if she was to ask us properly.”

Thomas nodded. “She could start by crawling over here. That would at least tell us she was serious.”

Defeated, the duchess crawled over to the two. When she reached them Thomas patted her head.

“Good girl.” Looking around he asked, “What do you think?”

Roger looked disgusted. “We should clean her up first.”

Opening his breeches he remarked, “The hell with that. Let’s take her while we can. We’ll clean her up for next time.”

Shuddering at the thought of a next time she allowed him to put his own member in her mouth. Behind her Roger overcame his disgust and took her in her pussy. The two men held still, moving her between them. Even after the ordeal with the dogs, or because of it, she felt her body responding to the two quickly. No sooner had the two cum than her own orgasm swept over her.