The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Wicklow, Ireland

Sara drove slowly through the unfamiliar town, about an hour’s drive south of her Dublin home.

She was cautious with the way she drove, containing her anger well.

When she found out her dad was divorcing her mum after twenty years of marriage—and to run off with a woman the same age as herself… she vented her rage to her dad on the phone.

Seeing Ginger in the background lead to a tirade of expletives from the otherwise good Catholic girl. Her father was shocked

Ginger walked over to the lap top and closed the lid

“I want to fu….” Sara heard as the lid closed (as she herself cried “Don’t you dare fucking hang up on me!”)

Her mum was distraught. If not for the need to comfort her she would have raced over to his Blackrock home already. But the following day when she went there he was not at home

A neighbour told her he’d gone south to Wicklow—the “Garden of Ireland”

She’d raced down the N11. She was so angered she almost rear-ended a slow-moving car of retirees outside Glen Of The Downs.

This mishap—almost taking out innocents—made her calm somewhat down and she drove now with caution, especially as she was trying to find the bungalow she knew her dad had rented.

She didn’t recognise the house. But her dad’s car parked outside was familiar.

Sara jumped out of her car and slammed her door

“Calm!” she said to herself “Be calm”

She raced up the path, having leapt over the small metal gate

And then she saw the package on the front door stoop

She had a wicked idea.

She picked up the box, shaking it, testing it.

She opened it

Two similarly sized objects wrapped in tissue paper

She tore through one’s wrapping and saw a large bronze amulet

“That bitch is not going to have this” she told herself as she clipped it onto her wrist. Depriving Ginger of a gift was the idea

Almost as soon as she fastened it on her head swooned

She felt a flush of heat between her legs.

Sara tried the front door. It was locked

Without thinking she started climbing up the trestle towards an open window

This was not lady-like, nor dignified. But something compelled her… she needed to get inside as quickly as possible

As she climbed in the window she smelt the scent and realised she had become moist

“Fuck” she gasped to herself.

She went over to the lump that was her sleeping father and she pulled the blanket off of him

His scent filled her nose

“Fuck” she said again inhaling his musk

“Huh?” he spluttered

“Daddy?” she gasped

“Sara?” he tried to focus

“Oh, Daddy” she gasped and flung herself at him “I missed you so much”

She slobbered kisses all over him

And, she found she liked the taste of him too

“What is happening?” she said to herself

“Honey?” he gasped as he returned her embrace “I… I’m glad to see you, too”

He genuinely was. He thought that following the way he treated her mum that Sara would never speak to him again

“Oh, Daddy” she sighed as her hips ground against him “I miss you so much”

“Ah, yes, baby” he said “I miss you too”

“You do?” she gasped as she moved her ass against his crotch

“Come on, honey” he said “You’re a little too old to be doing that”

“What?”

“Trying to sit on my lap”

“But, Daddy” she giggled, “Are you getting… hard?”

“That’s enough” he said and he went to push her away

“I want you, Daddy” she whimpered as she moved onto him

“I said….!” he growled pushing her hard “That’s enough!”

“Please, Daddy” she cried “Don’t you love me?”

“Of course I do” he said “But… not .like”

“I’m a virgin!”

“That’s enough!” he said with a concerted shove. He sprung out of bed

She leant back on her arms and opened her legs

“I love you, Daddy” she said and she causally drew her dress up high to reveal her stained panties

“What’s got into you?”

She didn’t know it herself.

“I think you should go” he said to her

“Can I sleep with you Daddy?” she pouted as she swayed her knees back and forth opening herlsef up for him to see

“Noooo” he said

“Don’t you love me?” she whined

“What?”

“I love you, Daddy” she said and she opened her legs wider

“Get out of here!” he said

She looked hurt

He was angered and he grabbed her wrists and heaved her off his bed

She laughed as he dragged her along, as if it were a game

“What’s got into you?”

“You could”

“What?”

“You could get into me” she said

And there it was…. she was asking for it

He was shocked. He looked down at his daughter and she whimpered so innocently

“You can…” she said “I won’t tell….”

“What the fuck’s the matter with you?”

He dragged her out of her room and as he did it dragged her dress down till she was only in her panties

She laughed again, almost like she was intoxicated

He dropped her at the top of the stairs and stepped over her

She grabbed his ankle and held onto him

“Don’t leave me, Daddy” she cried “I… I want you so bad…”

And she seemed less and less subtle

She got up onto her knees and grabbed his crotch “Are you hard, Daddy?” she giggled

He slapped her hand away from him but she immediately brought it back up, feeling for his cock

“Oh, Daddy!” she giggled “You want it too…”

He realised he was getting hard. He was so embarrassed. And of course his daughter was acting so unlike herself

He could only imagine it was drugs (not the chunky bracelet on her wrist)

And she tried to unzip him

“Fuck, no!” he said in shock

“Please, Daddy” she begged and this time she pulled her panties off and showed him what she had to offer

“I want you so bad…”

Her slit oozed her juices

She wet her fingers on them and then licked them “I’m so ready for your big cock, Daddy”

“You’re sick in the head” he said

“Because I love my Daddy?” she asked, hurt by his rebuke

Suddenly something occurred to her and she leapt to her feet

Brian actually jumped back, scared his daughter was going to attack him

She smiled as she saw him stand with his arms up, ready to defend himself

It made her chuckle

She turned and leapt down the stairs

He was stunned

She saw the box still on the doorstop, and she drew out the other bracelet.

She turned it around in her hands and drew a wry smile

She now knew what she must do

“Oh, Daddy?” she called as she climbed the stairs “I have a gift for you”

He was in his room, trembling; in shock at what had just happened

“Daddy?” she purred “I can smell your pre-cum”

He looked up to the door and jumped off the bed and locked the door

Just as his daughter tried the handle

“Daddy!” she cried “Let me in!”

“You’re sick in the head” he said “You need help”

“I need cock” she cried back “Your cock…”

“What?”

“I need you to come in me…” she cried “Please… I want it so bad… it hurts my pussy….”

“Please, honey” he cried

“Daddy…. I need you in me…. my pussy’s burning… please….”

She felt a pain in her—a genuine need for his cock

She shoulder-charged the door

“Honey?” Brian called

“Please, Daddy” Sara cried and charged the door again

She punched the door, sending her fist through it

“Sara!” Brian cried in shock

“Please, Daddy” she screamed “Fuck me!”

She clawed at the door

He was genuinely scared of his daughter as she smashed into the bedroom

She was naked. She gazed at him with manic eyes

“Daddy” she grinned

She circled him like a predator

“Honey?” he trembled

He went to run past her and she tackled him

She grabbed his arm, as she leapt onto him, pinning him with a knee to his throat

“This will just take a moment” she growled as she held his arm up and slipped the amulet over his hand

“You’re …. hurting…. me” Brian choked

“There!” she sighed as she clipped its clasp

She sprung off him and began yanking his pants down

“Oh, baby” Brian gasped as he gazed up at his hot, sweaty, sexy naked daughter

“I need this sooooo bad” she gasped as she mounted him

She grabbed his cock and eased back onto him

“Ohhhhh, fuucccckkkkkk” she sighed as if a terrible itch had a salve applied to it.

“Fuck, you’re tight” Brian gasped

“Come in me, Daddy” she begged as she sank down his entire length

“Oh, fuckkkkk” he gasped as she began moving up and down his shaft

“Oh, honey” he gasped as his hands slid up her side, and then to her breasts.. pert, topped with bullet-hard nipples

“Yes, Daddy! Yessss” she sang as she rode up and down on him

“Fucckkkkkk” he groaned

“Come in me, Daddy!” she cried

Together they had a huge heaving orgasm.

He emptied his balls into his daughter’s tight soft wet pussy

She rode him, pumping him of his jizz

“Oh, Daddy” Sara sighed, “You were fucking amazing”

They kissed

“I can’t believe how hot my little girl is”

“I’ll always be your little girl, Daddy” Sara sighed again

Outside Flora, with her camera ready picked the lock to the front door

“Do you want to fuck me again, Daddy?” Sara mewed

“Yeah, baby” he said

“Which hole do you want to stick it in?”

“Huh?”

“I’ve got three holes, Daddy” she laughed as she sat up on him

“And I want to feel you in all of them…”

“Oh, Gosh” he said “How about I just fuck your hot little cunt again?”

“Sure” she giggled “It’s still dripping your come” she added “You came so much inside of me…”

She slid his hardness into him

“What the fuck?” Flora cried from the bedroom door

“Oh, hi” Sara said as she eased onto her father’s cock

“Care to join us?” Brian smiled

“Come on, mummy” Sara said “Daddy feels soooo nice”

“You fucking sick…” Flora cried

“I don’t think she wants to” Brian said

“Oh, well” Sara shrugged her shoulders “More cock for me…”

“You…” Flora felt ill… she fell backwards, and then on her hands and knees puked

“Oh, Daddy” Sara moaned

Father and daughter ignored anything else

They were there simply to enjoy each other…