The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Wow exploring my BI side, where did that come from, I have never thought about another guy sexually. Look at him eyes showing his lost ness. I tell him lets move is truck in to the barn and get his stuff in the bunkhouse. He went to say something and before he could I shouted, “Just follow me damn it and I don’t want no lip just do as I say.” Tim look like someone had hit him in the nuts. His pain was written all over his face. Again the talisman glowed but not as bright, I figured that it was what was making Tim obey. We went to his truck he had three bags and some rodeo gear in the back. We got in and I showed him to the barn. I had him get all the bags out and bring them to house. Had to make sure he did not have a gun or anything that could hurt me. Wow they were large duffels, guess he did not know what a suitcase was.

Going through I found boots, jeans, shirts, vests, and a coat. Yep, a common redneck cowboy nothing of the fashion world. Well I showed him to the bunkhouse. He was struggling to say something; I asked him what was his problem. He said that he did now know what was going on but he was going to beat the fuck out of me when he got the chance. Now that really pissed me off knowing now that he could do nothing without my allowing it. I told him he was my puppet to fuck with. He again spouted his white superiority. How he was going to fuck me up. Then out of nowhere a though popped in my head. I yelled at him to strip and shut the fuck up. There was that pain look on his face, but I could not give a damn. He took his hat and put it on the bed, and then he unbuttoned his shirt. Damn the rodeo at least gave him nice chest little hair on his pecks but a line to his crouch. Funny I had never notice this much detail about a guy. He undid his big buckle must have been a prize from a rodeo. He undid his pants then sat and pulled his boots off. I was hot, the more I saw the more I wanted him under my control. He got up and removed his pants then his boxers. There he stood in disgrace. He was cursing my very existence. He stood with his hands covering his dick and balls. Move you hands to your side. I could see his anger and hate in his eyes, here he was 23 year old Aryan and a nigger was making him do fag shit. I like the idea that he kept his backwater hate. Well for a pecker he had a nice pecker. From the look of it, it was 6″ soft and cut. Well Tim my boy you have a nice package, to bad it is useless to you now. He asked what the fuck was I talking about. Easy I told him you are my play toy to mold and retrain in to a good boy ready to reenter the world to serve mankind.

I told him to get in bed and go to sleep and not get up tell I come for him in the morning. “Fuck you nigger I am getting my clothing and getting the fuck out of here.” Tim spouted, but in the bed he got. I gathered his clothing just in case he broke loose from my control. I got his wallet and keys’ everything he had on him even his necklace. I cut the lights of and laughingly told him to sleep tight. Back in the house I examined his clothing. He wore the same size as me, same size boots, shirt, and pants. I had an urge to put on his clothing. I slipped out of my clothing; I slipped on his boxers, then his pants, socks, then boots. Wow, what a rush over came me. I was hard and horny. I put his t-shirt then his button down. I was hot all over; his smell was in the clothing his sweat was soaking in to me. His boots were wet with his sweat. Then I put his hat on and my head was swaying. I don’t know how long I was like that but when I came to myself I hurried to find his bags that had his rodeo gear in it. I took out a pair of old leather ridding chaps and worn gloves. They fit (no pun) like a glove. I went back to the bunkhouse a turned on the lights.

Get the fuck up boy, Tim jumped. He turned and looked, “What the fuck are you doing nigger in my gear.” Going to break in a wild stallion and make him a saddle broken stud. His eyes bulged in disbelief. I told him to stand up; he fought his body but stood. I guided him to a table; he walked disjointed like a robot. He fought his body; after all it was betraying him. I had him sit on the end and lay back. “What the fuck are you doing to me nigger,” Tim screamed. Helping you with your education. I had brought his lasso; I threw one end over the rafters and tied his legs up in a v shape. He yelled to fucking stop or he would beat the shit out of me. I finished and there he was spread wide for the taken. Well Tim my boy guess you are at the will of this nigger. I went to the bathroom went through the medicine cabinet found some old grease, guess it was left by the summer help I had. Went back to Tim and told him (trying to keep a straight face) going to inject him with the seeds of his change. Poor, wanted to know what the fuck I was talking about. Guess the poor asshole would love to know he was going to give up his Aryan ass to my black rod. He screamed to get up. I leaned over and told him that I was going to take his cherry ass while I was wearing his own clothing. I was going to ride him like he rode the bulls. I headed back to his ass. I took a goop of grease and plopped it on his ass. I don’t know were I don’t know how, but some how I knew what I was doing. I work the grease to his hole. Fucking nigger stop I am going to kick your nigger ass. Poor boy was squirming. I work the tip of my gloved middle finger in to his hole. Boy did he scream. Well Tim my boy you will remember this and live this over and over, knowing that your ass was taken by a nigger. I add more grease and worked the whole finger in. poor Tim to see his face the disbelief that this was happening to him. I stroked his hole slowly; Tim is your boy cock likening getting his hole worked. Noooooooo was all-poor Tim could scream. I took my finger out and held it to his nose. Smell the last of your unbroken cherry Timmy he closed his eyes and turned his head. I grabbed his head and made him smell. Poor pussy was begging me why are you doing this. To give you the education you need. I unzipped my new pants and pulled out my cock I showed him he screamed. I got the grease and lubed my cock, I moved to his ass. I put the tip on the entrance to his hole. I told him to get ready for his first lesson. I slowly pushed; he swore he would kill me for this. I pushed hard and in I slipped inch by inch tell I was all in. I rested on his ass cheeks. His prize buckle resting on his skin, in a way he never though it would. I rested fully in, so Timmy. Are you full yet? You like ridding on my black bull? Good you will get lots of practice ridding this bull and don’t worry you will learn you can ride for hours no eight seconds he my boy. He was coughing and screaming how much he was going to rip my dick off and feed it to me and slice my neck open. Well let’s ride Tim. I pulled back and Tim screamed fist clenched hitting on the table. I pulled out to the tip and rammed back in. Tim screamed, I told him to remember his first time in detail. I wanted him to relive it; it would help him in further education. For now I wanted to bang his ass and leave an imprint of his buckle on his ass. Tim I am marking your ass with your own buckle and you guts I am planting my seeds. Tim, I will seed your ass tell you are planted and a new boy grows from your broken ground. Tim was shaking when I pushed back in to the hilt. I leaned over and grabbed his cock and stroked it and he was hard in seconds. He was barley able to speak but what did come out was another treat to do me bodily harm. I jerked his tell he was ready to cum. I stopped and started fucking him hard driving in and out. Long hard, in and out, his head turning side to side mouth open but unable to make a sound. I fucked the cum out of him, then slammed in to his ass and came filling him 5,10 I lost count of how many times I spurted. I filled his hole to over flow. I clasped on top of him, I lay there for I don’t know how long. He had passed out; I woke him when I slowly pulled out. A loud plop and I was out. He inhaled long and deep. I slapped his ass, thanks Tim for the ride. I undid his legs and told him to sit up, I had to help him sit up, and he sat with pain on his face. The pain turned to humiliation when he felt a puddle forming under him, dripping down form the table was my cum from his ass. I helped him to the bed. Tim you get to sleep you will have a hard day tomorrow. He fell in to bed, balled up and just shook. Disbelief that this had happened to him and a nigger no less wearing his own gear. I left Tim in bed to relive his first lesson. Back in the house I took off his now my clothing and went to take a shower. After the shower I got on the Internet and looked up some things, need to find some lesson plans for my student. School is in.