The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

The sergeant looked up when the officer entered the station. “Well, well, well,” the man said. “Would you look at what we have here. Didn’t Judge Wright just turn you loose?”

Susan couldn’t help but duck her head in embarrassment.

The sergeant looked at the patrolman. “What’s the deal here, Ross?”

“I caught her over at Pete’s Garage.”

“Yeah? What was she doing?”

“When I got there, it looked like she was doing Pete. In fact, it looked like she was doing him pretty good.”

“Yeah?”

Yeah. It looks like she was getting ready to take a load of cum between her legs.”

The sergeant looked over at Susan. “Is that so?” he asked.

Susan had continued to feel more and more miserable as the two men talked. She just couldn’t believe this was happening to her ... again.

“Well, I guess we better get her booked in here, don’t you think?”

The patrolman nodded. “That’s pretty much what I was thinking, too.”

Susan couldn’t help but shiver. How come this was happening to her, she wanted to know.

Unfortunately for her, no one gave her an answer.

“Miss Newcomb, is this becoming a habit of yours?”

Susan shook her head.

“I’m sorry, your honor. It won’t happen again.”

“Yes, but isn’t that what you told me before.”

“I know, your honor.”

The judge shook his head. “I know you come from the city where maybe you can get away with things like that, but this is not the city. We have rules and those rules must be obeyed.”

“I know, your honor.”

The man looked at Susan and then shook his head again. “I suppose we can try something different. Miss Newcomb, I’d like to see you in my chambers please. Bailiff, if you will escort the defendant to my chambers. This court is in recess.”

Judge Wright was already in his chambers when there came a knock at his door. “Come,” the man said.

The door opened and the bailiff escorted Susan inside. “The prisoner,” the man said. “As you requested.”

“Come on, Scott. We don’t need to call her a prisoner. After all, she hasn’t been convicted yet.”

“Yes, sir,” the bailiff said in a tone that seemed to indicate that he believed that was only a matter of semantics. It wouldn’t be long before Susan was convicted.

“You can leave now.”

“Yes, sir.”

The bailiff withdrew and he closed the door behind him.

The judge came around the corner of his desk and perched himself on the edge of the desk. “You just don’t seem to be able to keep yourself out of trouble, do you?”

Susan shook her head. She certainly didn’t seem to be able to keep herself out of trouble.

“We have rules here. You violate those rules, you’re going to end up before me again and again and again.”

Susan nodded. She could understand that.

“We can’t have our women going around fucking in public, can we? I mean, what kind of example would that set for the children. You can understand that, can’t you?”

Susan nodded again. She could understand that, too. This wasn’t like her, she wanted to tell the judge but she was sure he wasn’t going to believe her.

“Of course, when we’re in private, that’s a different thing.”

What did he say?

But already, the judge was pulling his robe to one side and Susan could see the man’s cock. “I think you know what to do with this,” he said.

Oh my God, Susan thought. He was naked underneath his robe but she hardly had time to think about that because even as she thought it, she found herself dropping to her knees.

“I know you have needs,” the judge told her. “I’m not an unrealistic man. I know what you need, but you need to learn how to control yourself.”

Yeah, Susan told herself, but what she was really telling herself was just how much she needed to suck that cock, and amazingly, the man seemed to understand that. He sat down in his chair even as he stroked his cock and he was looking right at Susan. “Why don’t you crawl your sweet, little ass over here and show me what you really need.”

This was so humiliating, Susan told herself. It was so humiliating and yet it was something she wanted to do. She wanted to crawl between the man’s legs and she wanted to shove her mouth down upon his cock.

“Oh yeah,” the man groaned. “Oh yeah. That’s it. Suck my cock.”

Susan didn’t care anymore. She didn’t care how humiliating this was. She didn’t care what she had to do to herself. She knew what she wanted. She wanted to make this man cum. She wanted him to cum in her mouth.

That was funny, she thought. She’d never wanted that before, but she wanted it now.

She wanted him to cum in her mouth.

“Oh yeah,” the man groaned. “Oh yeah. Almost there.”

Almost there, Susan thought, and then she got it. Reason returned to her and she knew what he meant. Oh geez, no. She couldn’t want this, she told herself. She shouldn’t want it. She shouldn’t.

“Almost the-e-e-re.”

Oh geez. He was going to cum in her mouth and there wasn’t a damned thing she could do to stop it.

Not that she wanted to stop it, she told herself even as she sucked the man even harder. Mmm yeah. She knew what she wanted. She wanted to feel his cum in her mouth.

And that’s when she felt it. His cock was surging, and ... and ... oh geez, he was doing it. He was cumming in her mouth.

“There now,” the judge said when his cock was finally done. “That wasn’t so bad, was it?”

Susan shook her head. She was embarrassed but she couldn’t just come out and say that.

“All right,” the judge said. “I think we’ve come to an understanding, haven’t we. It’s okay to do what you want to do, but you have to learn to keep some things behind closed doors. Do you understand?”

Susan nodded.

“All right, so we’re going to go back out there and you’re going to plead guilty. All right?”

Again, Susan nodded.

“And after you plead guilty, I’m going to sentence you to a day of community service.”

“But I thought ... I mean ... I sucked your cock.”

“I know that,” the judge said, “and you did a very good job of it, too. That’s why I’m taking it easy on you.”

“You’re taking it easy on me?”

“That’s right,” the judge said. “Rather than spending a night in our jails, I’m going to let you go on your own recognizance, and I’m only going to give you a day of community service when I could give you more. I still can, you know. I can give you more time if you’d like.”

“No,” Susan said quickly. “No, a day is fine.”

“All right then. Are we agreed with what’s going to happen?”

Susan nodded again.

“All right then. You can go and wait for me in the courtroom.”

Susan nodded numbly and then she got up and she walked to the door and she left the judge’s chambers.

The judge followed her back in a few minutes later but in that time, he’d put himself back together so that no one would have guessed what he’d been doing in his chambers.

“All rise,” called out the bailiff. “The Honorable Judge Emil Wright presiding.”

The judge walked to his bench and he took his seat and then everyone else sat as well. “Now where were we,” the judge asked.

“You were hearing the case of Susan Newcomb,” the clerk reminded him.

“Aw yes, Ms. Newcomb. The charge is public indecency. How do you plead?”

“Guilty, your honor.”

“All right then, Ms. Newcomb. This court sentences you to one day of community service, and you are to be released on your own recognizance. Do you understand?”

“Yes, your honor.”

“You are to report to the police station tomorrow morning at 9:00 sharp. Once there, you will be given your assigned community service. If you fail to appear, a warrant will be issued for your arrest. Do you understand these conditions?”

“Yes, your honor.”

“Do you have any further questions for me?”

“No, your honor.”

“Then you can go, and remember, Ms. Newcomb, 9:00 sharp. Is that understood?”

“Yes, your honor.”

“Then you can go. Bailiff, if you would, call the next case.”

It was really that simple, Susan told herself. Well, almost that simple. She was still going to have to come and appear the next day and she wondered what it was they were going to make her do, but after that, it would be over.

Of course, it wasn’t quite that simple, she reminded herself. She was still going to have to figure out just what the heck she was going to tell her boyfriend.

At that moment, her boyfriend was sitting in a bar, wondering just where the heck Susan had gone off to. She’d said she was going to go see Pete the mechanic. Jake took another drink and he looked at the game on the television.

Damn it, he told himself. He hated it when Susan did shit like this. He’d told her what Pete had said, but did she believe him? No. She had to go off on her own and see for herself.

Jake took another drink from his glass. Well fine, he told himself. Fine. She could go see for herself.

He took another drink from his glass.

He wasn’t sure how lucky he hoped Susan would be. If she got her way, then Pete would have the car ready and they could leave this stupid town but if that happened, she’d be sure to make sure that Jake knew it was her that had gotten the car for them. If on the other hand, she couldn’t get Pete to go any faster, he would have been right all along but they’d still be stuck here and Susan would be pissed off.

Jake took another drink from his glass. That wasn’t much of a choice, he thought.

And just where the hell was she, Jake wondered. How long did it take to talk to a mechanic.

“Hi, um, is your name Jake?”

Jake looked over at the woman standing beside him. Brown hair, brown eyes, nice tits, but a little bigger than he liked but he wasn’t that picky. “Yeah,” he said. “My name’s Jake. And you are?”

“My name’s Barb,” the girl said.

“Pleased to meet you, Barb. What can I do for you?”

“I ... um, I was wondering if you could help me.”

“Help you? Help you how?”

“Well, I have this friend, and she says you’re a really good fuck.”

Jake couldn’t help it. He just about spit out his drink when he heard the girl say that.

“Say, are you all right?” the girl asked.

“I’m fine but what did you say your friend said?”

“She said you were a really good fuck.”

“That’s what I thought you said,” the man said, “and if you don’t mind me asking, just who the heck is your friend?”

“Her name is Angela.”

Her, the man thought. The maid. “Listen,” he said, “I don’t know what your friend told you, but I never fucked her.”

“I know. She said you’d say that.”

“So I don’t understand—”

“She said you’d say that,” the woman said. “She said your girlfriend was here in the hotel with you. She said you couldn’t let her know.”

“I still don’t understand.”

Barb had been edging closer but now her hand slipped between Jake’s legs. “I know you can’t admit you did it because it might get back to your girlfriend, but I need to get fucked. I need it really bad.”

He hadn’t fucked Angela. Jake knew that, but what the girl’s hand was doing between his legs, well he wasn’t all that eager for her to take that hand away. “So what else did Angela tell you?”

“Not all that much,” the girl said. “I figured most of it out on my own.”

“What’d you figure out?”

“I figured out who you were, and I figured out where to find you, and I figured out that I was going to let you fuck me.”

“What if I don’t want to let you fuck me?”

“Don’t say that,” the girl said even as her hand squeezed his cock. “Don’t say it even in jest. I need you to fuck me. I need it bad.”

“But my girlfriend—”

“She’s not here right now,” Barb said even as her hand stroked his cock through his jeans.

“No,” the man admitted, “but she might be here at any minute.”

“So then we don’t have time to stop and talk.”

“No, I mean, no, that’s not right. We shouldn’t do this.”

“But you don’t even know where she is,” and again, the girl’s hand stroked the man’s cock.

How did she know that, Jake wondered.

“She left you all alone, didn’t she, and that’s a dangerous thing to do.”

“Dangerous?”

“In a place like this. You leave a stud alone all by himself, and you never know who might come along and pick him up.”

“Me? A stud?”

“I think so,” the girl purred.

“Yeah right,” Jake said. “I think I just better wait for my girlfriend, thank you very much.”

But Barb wasn’t satisfied with that answer. Already, her hand was pulling Jake’s zipper down and she was sliding her hand inside.

Now, it was just his briefs between her hand and his cock. “Are you sure?” she asked. “Are you sure you don’t want something more?”

Jake was about to say something when he felt Barb’s hand slide inside his underwear.

“Are you sure?” Barb asked even as her hand squeezed his cock. “Are you sure there’s not something that I could do for you right now?”

Sure, Jake thought. Sure, there was something, but he shouldn’t.

“We could go back to your room,” Barb purred. “No one would ever have to know. It would just be between you and me.”

He shouldn’t, Jake thought. He shouldn’t.

“Come on,” the girl purred. “It won’t take any time at all.”

“I can’t,” the man said.

“Are you sure?” the girl teased him, “because if what I’m feeling here is any indication, I rather think you can.”

Jake groaned. He knew he shouldn’t but for some reason, women had just been throwing themselves at him of recent. He knew it couldn’t be him. He just wasn’t that good looking and he didn’t have that much money and yet, having admitted those things, there was no denying what was happening.

“I know what you want,” Barb said and even as she did, her hand squeezed his cock.

Oh geez, Jake thought. Oh geez.

“Come on,” the girl purred. “I know what you want me to do.”

Jake wondered if she did know and yet even as he wondered it, he knew it didn’t matter. He knew it was wrong but he was going to let her do whatever she wanted.

“Come on. Isn’t it time you got what you wanted?”

This was so wrong, Jake told himself. This was so wrong and yet, he knew he was going to do it. He finished off the last of his drink and then he turned to the girl. “Come on,” he said. “Let’s go.”

The girl wasn’t about to wait around to see if Jake might change his mind but even so, as fast as he was moving, she still found herself racing to catch up. “I really appreciate this,” she said.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” the man said. Why was it, Jake asked himself, that he was almost positive that the girl was going to say something exactly like that to him.

He walked straight through the lobby and even as he did, he wondered if people were watching him. He didn’t even know who this woman was, but maybe someone else did. Actually, not maybe. Probably was more like it. After all, she lived here. The people around here had to know who she was.

But Jake just didn’t care. He walked up to the elevators and he pushed the call button and when the doors opened, he turned to Barb. “Get in there,” he ordered and Barb scurried to comply.

Why was he doing this, Jake asked himself. This was so fucking stupid and yet even as he thought it, he followed the girl into the elevator and he pressed the button that would send the elevator to the second floor.

“It’s room 212,” he said.

“I know.”

Once more, Jake looked at the girl. How the hell did she know what his room was? Had Angela told her or was there some other reason.

The man opened the hotel room door and he shoved it open. “Get in there,” he said again and again, the girl complied.

Jake closed the door behind him. “Now, why don’t you tell me why you’re really here,” he said.

“I told you,” she said.

“Yes, I heard what you said, but I want to know why you’re really here.”

“I told you,” the girl said again.

“Yeah right. You’ll pardon me if I don’t believe you but I’ve had women practically undressing me with their eyes ever since I got here. I know it can’t be me so I want to know what the reason is and you’re going to tell me.”

“Who says there has to be a reason?”

“I do.”

“But what if there’s not. Why can’t you just fuck me?”

“I want to know what’s going on.”

“There’s nothing going on.”

“I don’t believe you.”

The woman looked flustered. It was clear she’d come here for one reason and she wasn’t getting what she expected to get.

“I don’t believe you,” Jake said again.

“It’s the truth.”

“Is it now?”

Barb nodded.

“Well then, I suppose we have nothing to talk about.”

“What do you mean?”

“I brought you up here for one thing.”

“I thought we were going to fuck.”

“Well, all right. For two reasons. I want to know what’s going on here, and then we’re going to fuck.”

The girl didn’t say anything.

“Well?”

“Well what?”

“Are you going to tell me what’s going on here or am I going to have to send you packing?”

“I can’t,” the girl said. “They wouldn’t like it if I did.”

“Who’s they?”

The girl said nothing.

“You’ve already told me that there’s a ‘they.’ What else can you tell me?”

“Nothing. I’ve said too much. I should go.”

“If you think you should,” Jake said, “but then you’re not going to get what you came here for.”

“You’re an ass hole. Did you know that?”

“Yeah, so? Are you going to tell me what I want to know?”

“Maybe,” the girl finally reluctantly said.

“Maybe? How do we turn that to a definitely?”

“I have to see what I’m going to get.”

“Yeah?”

The girl grinned and then she started to remove her clothes.

“Hey, what are you doing?”

“I have to see if it’s going to fit,” she said.

“See if what’s going to fit?”

Barb sat on the edge of the bed and even as she did, she pulled Jake to her and before Jake knew what she was doing, she had his zipper unzipped.

“Hey!”

“Enough talking,” the girl said as she extracted the man’s cock. “I already told you. I had to see if this was going to fit,” and then without saying another word, she let her mouth slide down around the man’s cock.

“Oh fuck,” the man groaned.

If the girl was paying him any attention, she seemed to give no indication of it as she continued to suck away at the man’s cock.

“Hey,” the man groaned.

It was only then that the girl finally pulled back. “I told you, I was going to see if this was going to fit,” and that’s when she tugged at the man’s jeans and suddenly, they were down around his knees. She moved back on the bed and spread her legs. “Or maybe you’d like to be the one to make the measurement,” she said as her fingers stroked herself between her legs.

“You know that’s not what we were talking about.”

“That may not have been what you were talking about, but it’s what I was talking about.”

“Um, Barb—”

“You better not be trying to tell me no. Just so you know, it’s not good to say no to a Skankytown girl.”

“Why?”

Barb shook her head. “It’s just not a good idea. Besides, look at my pussy. Are you really saying that you want to stand there talking?”

Jake had to admit that the girl had a point.

“Come on,” the girl pleaded. “Stick your dick right here.”

Somehow, the tables had been turned. Jake knew it but he also knew what he was going to do.

“Come on,” the girl begged again. “You know what I want. Fuck me.”

He looked down at the girl. Yeah, he knew what he wanted, but he’d told himself he was going to find out what was going on here.

“Come on,” the girl urged. “How much longer are you going to make me wait?”

How much longer, the man asked himself. How much longer?

“Can’t you see how wet I am?” the girl asked as she squirmed on the bed.

Yeah, he could see. He could so fucking see. It took him another moment before he was pulling off his shirt and taking off his jeans. He could ask his questions later, he told himself, but right now, there was a girl on his bed who needed to be fucked.

“Oh yeah,” the girl cooed as she felt the man’s cock slide between her legs. “Oh yeah, you know what I need.”

She talked too much, Jake thought, but he could take care of that. He pushed his cock even deeper.

“Oh my God,” the girl moaned. “Oh my God.”

Jake watched the girl as her hands played with her tits. She didn’t have real big breasts, but she seemed to like what her hands could do to her tits.

“Oh fuck,” the girl groaned. “Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God.”

“Oh fuck,” Jake groaned. “I’m going to cum.” He didn’t want to cum but he knew he didn’t have any choice.

“I want you to, baby,” the woman moaned. “I want you to do it. I want to feel your cum in my pussy.”

She didn’t understand, Jake told himself.

“I want to feel it,” the girl said again. “I want to feel your cum in my pussy.”

It didn’t really matter whether she understood him or not, Jake realized because she was going to get exactly what it was she said she wanted.

The girl moaned as she felt the man surge inside her. “Mmm yeah, baby. That’s it. Fuck me. Cum in me. Oh yeah. Fill me up.”

Jake couldn’t help it. This wasn’t the way he’d planned for things to go, but what he’d planned for didn’t matter anymore. The girl was getting what she wanted and he was happy to give it to her.

With his cock now finally spent, Jake collapsed next to the girl on the bed. He could feel someone moving. It was the girl. She was stroking a hand over his chest and then she was nuzzling his ear. “Angela was right,” the girl said. “You are good.”

Jake didn’t say anything and then he could feel the bed moving. He looked to see the girl getting up and picking up her clothes. “Where are you going?” he asked.

Barb leaned down to kiss him. “Baby, I got to get home. My husband’s going to be home soon and he’s going to wonder where I’ve been if I’m not there, but let me tell you, you were good.”

“Your husband?”

“Didn’t I mention that?”

Jake shook his head.

“I guess it must have slipped my mind then, but you were good. Maybe we can get back together sometime.”

“But—”

“Baby, don’t be like that,” the girl cooed.

“Don’t be like what?”

“Don’t be all judgmental.”

“But—”

“You’re upset because I have a husband. I can see that, but you shouldn’t be, and baby, perhaps you should ask yourself something else.”

“What’s that?”

“Where’s your girlfriend been all this time?” and with that, she gave him a kiss and then she was gone.