The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

In the first few weeks of the job time seemed to fly by. Ten hours of work during the day, an hour at the gym right after work, home for a meal and review of material for the next day left just enough time to relax and get a good night’s sleep. I was happy in my newly found position and life was quiet.

My girlfriend and I only saw each other every other day or so which suited us fine. I was, save the occasional wandering eye, faithful to her and very much in love. Although our romance had become routine, electricity was more than evident. Elizabeth and I were comfortably happy.

Though not widely known, it was far from confidential that I had a “thing” for red heads. Going back through all prior girlfriends at least three quarters were either natural red heads or died some shade thereof. If not the red hair then the fair complexion with freckles would make an apt substitute. Maybe it was the strong contrast of such pure fair skin with the uncommon, yet powerfully exotic, orange known to the masses as red, or maybe it was just the scarcity of the characteristics. Whatever it was, I often found myself helpless to its effects. Something that would push a normal attraction to the brink of blind infatuation. Thinking back I can see how it happened but at the time I was oblivious of the turn my life would soon take.

My neighbors had moved out a few weeks ago and I was enjoying the lack of activity on the other side of the duplex. Although I didn’t mind having someone so close I certainly didn’t mind the solitude. When a black Corolla with tinted windows pulled up I had to admit whoever they were, they had a pretty sweet ride. The factory tint was always something I’d wished I’d invested in. Illegal or not, I loved the look. Like something out of the movies.

When she got out of the car it was all I could do to get my feet working as I stumbled out of my door almost falling onto our shared front porch. She was 6′ easy and although she had a larger frame she was obviously a woman that took pride in her physique and appearance. Wearing tight teal Capri style spandex and black spaghetti strap top she was almost falling out of I was sure she was used to men staring.

“Why hello! Any chance I could get you to help me with the boxes in my trunk? They’re a little heavy...”

“umm...err...sure, let me grab those for you!”

As I carried them in she directed me upstairs to what seemed to be the furthest point possible from the door. As I got the last box brought in I went down to the kitchen to find my new neighbor. As she poured the coke into the second glass I could tell it was heavy on the rum by the clarity. The liquor hit me quick as my stomach was rather empty I could feel a buzz coming on immediately. As it was the weekend and there wasn’t much to do I figured ‘Why not?’ and decided I might as well enjoy myself.

“You pour em stiff ehh?,” I laughed as I thanked her for the drink.

“My mom always said to ‘make em stiff’” she said and I couldn’t help but laugh.

“Bridget. Thanks for the help Jake I guess you owe me one.” She winked and gave a coy smile at her statement. As she extended her hand I couldn’t help but notice her fresh French tips. Well manicured, glossy, with metallic green at the tips which matched her Capri’s perfectly. My eyes lingered maybe a second longer than necessary but I regained my composure and continued with the basic introductions. As we talked and went through the basic introductions her perfume became more and more encompassing. Before our conversation was over I was headed back to my apartment head swimming with an almost peacefully serenity.

When I found out Elizabeth was leaving town for a couple weeks I knew I would have some pent up feelings I’d have to deal with myself if you know what I mean. As someone very into the exclusive relationship I took fidelity seriously and would not be out gallivanting around while my girlfriend was gone.

I had no idea that staying home would be one of the biggest mistakes I could have made.

I awoke to a buzz at the door and the intercom loudly broadcasting Bridget’s voice.

“Jake could you please come help me move the fridge? I dropped some REALLY important papers back there and I have to get them done this weekend. Plllleeease?” Buzz, buzz, buzz..

“Just give me a second, I’ll be over in 5.”

I quickly threw on some boxers, sweats, a t-shirt, and was on my way. It was obviously the weekend as my neighbor was wearing shorts that exposed more of her thighs than I was comfortable with and an even shorter top showing plenty of mid rift.. I could see part of a tattoo on her shoulder that looked like it covered a large portion of her back. Although she was wearing no makeup she looked like she could be ready for a movie shoot. Casual wear, no makeup, hair pulled back, but she still looked gorgeous. Perfect skin, matching French tips on her fingers and toes, and smoothly shaved legs that were as shapely as any I’d seen in ages. No two ways about it; she was drop dead gorgeous.

She stood close while I moved the fridge, close enough I was encompassed in her sweet fragrance to the point of almost becoming light headed..

“Come on,” she began, “you were kind enough to help me out. At least let me offer you a drink.” She smiled at me and although there was an alluring twinkle in here eye I thought nothing of it and sat on her couch relaxing for a bit as she got the drinks.

“Little early for a drink” I stated, “but it is the weekend.” So I began to drink. It was smooth and before I knew it I’d had three drinks and was feeling pretty buzzed as we sat watching TV and chatted.

As she entered the room again I was engulfed by her fragrance once more.My head began swimming again and I was lost for a moment. Sweet and soft like something fresh from the oven, baked and ready to eat. As she walked towards me I couldn’t help but notice she had changed to a green sun dress, knee high, and 3″ lifted sandals that accentuated her legs and made her ass look amazing. Catching myself looking a bit too long my eyes made their way to hers and I knew I had been caught. Not so much a scowl but a raised eyebrow challenge came from her eyes as she sat down next to me with a coy smile upon her face. I brushed the awkwardness aside and pushed on.

“I should probably get going...” I stammered, “think I’m going to get some things done around the house. Sober up a little before I head out.” Looking at my watch it was about 11 in the morning and I expected to be out of the house by noon to get some work done in the office as to free up the rest of the weekend.

“Just stay for a bit longer Jake. I insist, just close your eyes and relax for a second.” She soothingly stated as she pulled the recliner cord between us on the couch. As I reclined I began to relax and even get a bit drowsy. Her sweet smell overwhelmed me yet again and I began to lose myself in it.

“The couch has a massage feature would you like to try it?”

“Sure...that sounds perfect.”

“It has straps so that you get the full experience. I’m going to strap you in now okay?”

“Alright,” I said, “just not too tight.”

I felt the straps being fastened and tightened. First on my chest, just below my collar, the second on my upper thigh a few inches below my crotch the last just above my ankles. As the last tightened I gave my temporary bonds a test and found them to be secure. The last two straps individually held each wrist down and made it so I couldn’t move my arms in the slightest.

“Too tight?”

“I’m comfortable, but I don’t think I will be able to move much especially with these wrist straps.” I stated, wondering what kind of chair this was.

As the chair began to vibrate I began to relax even more. Soon I began to feel a slight pressure on my crotch that got more and more firm. When I opened my eyes I looked down to find my new neighbors hand rubbing and myself getting very hard. When she looked into my eyes the rub turned into a strong grope and before I knew it she was squeezing and pulling and I could hardly keep my head straight. As I tried to move my hands to stop what was happening I found the restraints to be rather effective my wrists held fast and my everything but my fingers immobile. She pulled down my sweats a bit giving herself easier access to what appeared to be her current target.

“Bridget...you have to let me go! I have a girlfriend, we can’t do this!” I stated, “Just let me loose and we’ll just forget about it.” Even as I said the words I knew I wouldn’t be forgetting this any time soon.

“’We’ certainly may not be able to but ‘I’ can.Why would I let you go? Sorry pet, but it’s not going to happen. I’ve seen the way your eyes have strayed. I know the way you’ve been looking at me. It’s simple. You’re ripe for the picking and I’m going to have you and that’s all there is to it.” She pulled my sweats the rest of the way down holding all conscious thought in one hand and grabbed my balls with the other. “Now we’re going to play a little game called ‘do as you’re told’. Doesn’t it sound fun?!” Her smile wickedly devious as I fought every urge inside not to be attracted to her. With the angle and what she was wearing though it was hard to miss that she was exuding sex appeal from her cleavage to her dress to her demeanor.

“If you repeat after me and do as you’re told, I’ll let you go, and we’ll just pretend this never happened. If you don’t however,” She began to squeeze with increasing strength and I started to scream out in pain. “But if you’re good,” Her grip loosened and she slowly stroked me and her other hand released my balls, licked her fingers, reached under my shirt, and began teasing one of my nipples. She flooded my brain with sensation and endorphins and I couldn’t fight the sensations she was producing. As she gave me a reprieve for a moment it was all I could do to breathe and try to think straight. Before I realized what was happening she secured a straps around my sack and I felt cloth and a small amount of metal but had no idea what she had done.

As she unhooked the uppermost strap I moved as fast as I could for whatever she’s just attached to my balls. I managed to get one hand unfastened and was trying to free the other but before I could do anything else a paralyzing shock coursed through my groin producing enough pain to make me seize up as she continued to shock me. This must have continued for a good twenty seconds and by the time she released the button I was just thankful that the pain had subsided as I lay there trying to find my bearings.

“If you try that again,” She said her eyes narrowing, flaming red hair protruding every direction lips pursed, “I’ll leave you like that for thirty minutes while I go take a shower. Is that understood?!”

“Yes....but you can just let me go and pretend this didn’t happen. Come on Bridget? Friends?” I pleaded as a last resort.

“From now on, only when we’re alone of course, you will call me Mistress. Is that understood?” She then shocked me once more for good measure.

“Yes Mistress!” I stammered in hopes the pain would not return again.

“Good, now I’m going to remove the rest of your straps and if you move just an inch,” she made a gesture towards the button my muscles clenching involuntarily,” you’ll regret it.”

“But why would you..” I was interrupted with another shock.

“I’ll allow you to ask questions shortly. For right now just do as your told. Understood pet?”

“Yes Mistress...” I was sure if I could get out of this and stay away from her this wouldn’t become a problem. Sure she lived right next door but it’d be easy to tell my girlfriend how she was a huge bitch because I wouldn’t help her and we could probably avoid her for the most part. Hell, I’d call someone if I had to.

“Grab the remote next to you and stand up.” I did as instructed and stood. “Now as soon as you feel my mouth you’re going to push play. Nod if you understand.” I nodded and as wrong as I knew it was I was hopelessly aroused by my gorgeous red haired crazy neighbor. As I put the remote down and my hands drifted to her head I started to work my hands into her hair and before long found myself quite lost in the experience.

She stood. With one hand she grabbed my nipple and the other kept me thoroughly rigid and blinded by lust. “Now push stop and then press play one more time.” I did as commanded. The television started up and I was seeing a five second delay of everything that happened after I pressed the button. She stopped after about a minute biting occasionally to prevent me from ruining her fun. As she stood and put her arm around me I looked at the screen in horror. “So as you can see from this video we just recorded.” She motioned towards the television. “You’re clearly getting head from your hot red head neighbor.” She twisted my nipple hard and pushed me back down on the couch.

I realized that video, unmistakably me and someone else in it with the date in the corner , could be very damaging to my relationship probably ending it in fact and I was in more trouble than I could have realized. “You...you can’t do that...you made me do that!”

“Awwww...we both know that but I’m pretty sure you’d have trouble convincing anyone else of that. Convincing Elizabeth of that.” A wicked smile spread across her face. “Give me your phone.” She commanded.

“I don’t have a cell, don’t believe in them.” I lied through my teeth.

“Give it to me now. Or you’ll surely regret it later.” I retrieved it and handed it to her.

“That’s a good little slut. Now take off the rest of your clothes and sit back down.” She stated, “and don’t make me keep shocking you, I know it doesn’t feel good and the sooner you realize life as you knew it is over,” Shocked again “,the sooner you can begin your life as my pet.”

“I’m going to go through your phone now and get all the important numbers and emails out of here.” I looked at her in horror and knew I must do something before this woman ruined my life. I leaped forward trying for the remote one more time but was dropped in convulsing pain yet again. This continued for at least five minutes and even after it subsided I continued to lay there trying to make the sensation dissipate.

“All done. Now your options have become even simpler. For each infraction I will send this video out to someone in your family you have here in your phone.” My eyes opened wide in horror.

“Please Mistress...you don’t have to do this. I can give you whatever you want just give me that video.” I thought there was something she had to want, some grand plan that I wasn’t seeing.

“Whatever I want?” She giggled. She actually thought this was funny?! “That’s exactly right slave. I will get whatever I want, whenever I want but don’t you feel lucky slave?” She extended her smooth shapely leg, raised her hands above her like a goddess emerging from the water. Did I really just think that? Her figure was so alluring though, form fitting dress, smooth skin with freckles strewn across her body. Little galaxies of freckles on her shoulders, across her nose and cheeks, and countless others I began to lose myself. When my eyes met hers again after what seemed an eternity she knew just how close she was to victory.

She put her hand to my chest and pushed me back down onto the chair. Naked, scared, and helplessly aroused I knew the pain that would come if I resisted and knew at this point all I could do was wait until she released me. Then I’d be able to figure this out.

“Thinking you’ll be able to fix this once you’re away from me slave?” She purred reveling in her imagined omnipotence. “You’re thinking you’ll be able to convince someone right? Get a friend or relative to help you fix this whole thing. Maybe come break in and take the tape back, but you’re sadly mistaken my little slave. By the end of the day,” she stepped forward strapping me down, “you will be,” the chair lowered closer to the floor leaving me completely prone about two feet above the ground, “my devoted little slave.” As she finished her sentence she turned facing my feet, straddled the section of the couch I was bound to, lifted her sundress and began to lower herself as if she were going to take a seat.

“Hey! What are you doing!” Electricity coursed through me as I convulsed into the restraints. I started to realize that for the time being, I had no control over what was going to happen and the sooner I accepted that, the sooner the pain might stop.

“Don’t struggle pet this could probably hurt your neck or your nose if you don’t stay still.” She grabbed both nipples as she pinched and twisted sharply. “You not moving will be response enough that you understand.” With that she proceeded to sit directly atop my face. My nose nestled firmly between her cheeks. As she reached back spreading her ass further apart then letting it go she had my nose and mouth completely covered, the slight amount of air I did receive was only allotted to me via the thin fabric barrier of her panties.

“Mmmmm....doesn’t that smell nice slave?” She wiggled her ass as she alternated between pinching my nipples and yanking almost painfully hard on my erection. “Just mumble yes Mistress. Is that understood?”

I did as commanded and wondered what would come next. As Bridget sat there, wiggled a bit, and even bounced my breathing became more labored as she decided to put weight not only on my face but on my chest. My breathing quickened. Through the smell of her perfume was the natural aroma of her ass and pussy. As if what she was doing to me wasn’t getting me hard enough her scent aroused me even more and somehow she knew it.

“You’re starting to enjoy that smell aren’t you slave? It’s okay, I know you do, even if you don’t want to admit it,” She slapped my throbbing hard on and lightly pinched my nipples again. “Your cock is telling me otherwise. The mind and body. Separate yet connected. By controlling your body I will soon gain control of your mind as well.”

“Doesn’t this feel good?” She said as she stroked my member again and teased my nipple with the other hand.

“Yes Mistress.” I mumbled, my brain deprived of both oxygen and blood.

“Don’t you want to thank me for making you feel good slave?” She said keeping me both aroused and deprived of unsaturated oxygen. “Go ahead slave. Thank me for letting you feel so good. Every time you feel pleasure you will know it is because of me. Isn’t that right slave?”

“Yes Mistress.” My mind was cloudy and my responses felt almost automated.

“Good boy. Have you ever eaten ass before slave?” She asked me and as it computed I knew I should be fighting the situation but found myself unable to muster the strength. What she said sounded disgusting. Didn’t it?

“No Mistress.”

“Awww well now is as good a time as any to learn” as she rocked up giving me air for a brief moment as she removed her panties and then spread her cheeks even wider this time, “now we can have some real fun can’t we slave?”

Before I had a chance to respond she was once again sitting on my face this time the flesh to flesh contact prevented the most any air from getting though.

“We’ll start easy for you how does that sound?” She lightly stroked me and I found myself replying almost without thought.

“Good Mistress.” With another quick pinch and twist she elicited “Thank you Mistress!”

“You are learning! Now for starters just lightly kiss it.” I began to kiss it lightly. “That’s right you’re doing just as you’re told. You don’t even need to think do you slave?”

“No Mistress, don’t need to think.” It became so easy to just do and not think. That’s what I was supposed to do right? I had little time to think any more in depth as I continued to be overwhelmed by the taste, smell, and touch of what was happening. Everything else seemed to fade away.

“Good boy. Mistress Bridget will be doing the thinking for you slave.” I felt something tight and restrictive go around the base of my erection as I considered how desperately I wanted to cum.

“Doesn’t that cock ring feel nice slave?” She said as she started to furiously beat me off. “It makes it so that you can’t cum so I can keep your mind nice and pliable.” I was so close to cumming i could taste it but release just was not there. “But I won’t be allowing that any time soon. You’ll have to be a good little slut before I give you that much pleasure. Just repeat after me salve: Mistress Bridget owns me, I do not think for myself.” As she squeezed my balls again I found the words to come much easier this time.

“Mistress Bridget owns me, I do not think for myself.” It was only a mumble but she was obviously achieving her intended effect. As I continued to lightly kiss her asshole I couldn’t help but think it had a slightly sweet taste to it.

“You’re doing so well slave! Now it’s time for your tongue to find it’s home,” She pinched my nipples again, “go ahead slave, it’s just like French kissing. Just push your tongue in there” as she said this I felt her rose bud open up and the moist pink was exposed, “now push your tongue deep in there” although I went slowly at first a small shock made flinch and I extended my tongue as far as it would go, “Ummmm mmmm that’s good slave. Just a little deeper, provide a little suction while you wiggle that tongue around in there.” I could feel my tongue sliding deeper in and after I’d started to suck I felt like I’d gotten so deep her muscles were actually pulling me in further. “Ummmm...there we go slave, that’s where your tongue belongs. Just go in and out a few times....slowly....in...and out....in....and out. Now go nice and deep. Now wiggle it around, see if you can pull it out.” I did as commanded wiggling the tip trying to remove it though I found that her muscles were holding it tightly, not letting go. I started to get scared and tried harder to pull my tongue out but it wouldn’t come.

As I heard Bridget giggle and lean back a little it was as if she was pulling my tongue out of my mouth and the extra weight on my nose cut of my oxygen supply completely. Fear began to set in but as my brain was already deprived of oxygen I could feel myself starting to lose consciousness.

“Mistress Bridget owns you. There’s no need to think. Mistress Bridget owns you there’s no need to think.” I heard the phrase over and over again, it filled my head every time she spoke it. “Goodnight slave. See you soon,” was the last thing I heard before the lights went out.

When I woke up my memory was a little fuzzy. I feel like I’d gotten up earlier in the day. It was like I’d gone to help someone with...something...but I just couldn’t remember. I looked a my watch and realized it was after noon. My tongue hurt for some reason but I figured I must have bitten it in my sleep or something to that effect so I hopped in the shower and got ready for the weekend. My balls really hurt so I figured I would make them feel a little better but just couldn’t seem to finish. Frustrated, but clean, I got dressed and ready to go work out.

Physically tired but still mentally awake I returned home to grab a bite get a little reading in before I went to run a few errands. Just before I was about to head out I heard a knock on the door. I went to answer it and there, standing before me, was Bridget. My mind was flooded with memories as I saw the same sun dress that must have been from a dream I had. There was no other explanation. Stunned, confused, and aroused my slow reaction time gave Bridget enough time to slip in and close the door as she stared at me with her knowing eyes.

“Do you like how I let you forget for a bit slave?” She sauntered forward and I found myself unable to retreat. “How until you saw me you forgot all about how you are about to give yourself to me completely isn’t that right slave? That tape I played for you while you were asleep seemed to work nicely didn’t it?” As she moved forward and pushed down on my shoulders I fell to my knees, flooded with memories from earlier in the morning I had no idea were there. I was filled with lust, fear, and a bit of anger. I remembered the video, the phone, the shocking device, and the new course my life was going to take. “Isn’t nice that I don’t even need to shock you slave? I can just guide you and you know it’s time to please your Mistress? That tape I played for you while you slept did the trick. I’d say one more time and you’ll be just where I need you to be. You’ll be ready to start your new and exciting life” As she said this she lifted her dress a bit and guided my head in. Her smell overwhelmed me but I remained strong and would not move. “Aww...still need a little encouragement? I always enjoy destroying that last bit of resistance.” Smoothly she stepped forward making me lean back as she rubbed her exposed lips on my face while I tried to stoically remain unaffected. My legs still not working for me it was all I could do not to do as she had commanded. As she pulled the cushion of the couch tossed it behind me, and proceeded to sit cross legged around my head I realized I was completely trapped. My head and neck completely immobilized by her smooth and strong legs. Her sex pressed uncomfortably hard upon my face and as she reached down, spreading her lips, and enveloped my nose and mouth completely. I could not breath and with my legs and ankles under me still not working properly I attempted to remove her with my hands but she found my wrists easily and pinned them down. Instinctively my tongue went out and before I knew it was as if I had been in the desert for days and she were the first source of water I’d seen since I’d been there. Once I started licking I knew I must continue, that I could not stop unless commanded. With all her weight on my face. I could feel my world going dark as the last of my oxygen was exhausted and the world went black.