The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

“Yes, I know” Cara said as she held her phone in one hand and drove her pink Civic along Willow Glen Rd, CA.

Willow Glen was a twisty road and not the best to be driving one-handed.

“I thought you weren’t going to have anything more to do with him” Buster said

“I know what I said” Cara said in her defence, “But he has my grand-ma’s ring”

“Do you want me to come?” Buster said

“No, I’ll be alright”

“Really, honey?”

“Look, just call me in 20mins” she said

“But you said he was a control freak… is going back to him the right thing to do?”

“I need to get that ring back” Cara groaned. She thought she’d already explained it

Cara was twenty. She had been with Troy for years. One day, when they were shopping she suddenly ran away from him.

The police came as Troy tried to get her back.

She claimed he had controlled her… but she wasn’t going to press charges.

As far as the attending Los Angeles County deputies were concerned, seeing the two separated was the end of the matter

And then Cara met Buster. Buster Evans was a kind accomodating man, nothing like Troy. Whereas Troy was dominating, demanding, controlling, Buster was descent

When they made love Cara felt a little bored. She’d offered Buster her asshole but he’d baulked at the idea. She remembered Troy loved to bugger her.

Troy would bring other women home and fuck them in front of her… humiliating her… sometimes making her join in.

And she always did.

She didn’t understand why she always did what he said.

Buster would never do anything like that. They didn’t even watch porn together.

Buster gave her the car. He could afford it. A little number for her to get about in. He would never have imagined she’d drive back to the man she said had ruined her life.

He was concerned.

He knew where Troy lived.

At the very least calling Cara back in a while would be some kind of safety net.

Cara parked in front of the house on Jovenita Canyon Drive

She looked out at the house and she shivered. Was she really doing the right thing?

As she sat there the front door opened.

She gaped

Alice Hill and her daughter Rebecca stepped out. They stopped and then she saw him… Troy.

Troy came out to kiss them good-bye

Cara couldn’t believe it. She kew that Alice and Rebecca were lovers of Troy. And Rebecca was only as old now as when Cara first met Troy.

She knew what was going on, she’d seen it… she’d even participated… but seeing it now reminding her of what Troy was made her shiver

And there they were fawning over him. He had his hand around Alice’s waist as he kissed Rebecca on her mouth. She giggled

“Good bye” Alice said breaking away, smiling.

“See you soon” Rebecca gasped, skipping off after her mom.

Troy went back inside.

Alice and Rebecca went down to the street and mom and daughter stoped near where Cara was

“Honey wait” Alice said

“What, mom?” Rebecca gasped impatiently

“You’ve still got some sperm on your face” she said and Cara watched as Alice bent down and licked her daughter’s cheek.

Cara knew she should turn on her car and drive away.

The two passed her and went to a large dark Mercedes SUV. Alice got in the driver’s side and her daughter in the front passenger side. Cara watched them drive way.

Cara shivered. Something in her told her to leave. But she found herself at the front door.

She went to knock, but instead opened it. She knew it wouldn’t be locked. She remembered

She stepped in and was immediately hit by the familiarity of it all. It was, after-all the place she had as her home for years.

The smells, the sounds… all like ‘home’.

There was a porno playing. She heard the moaning. She stepped through to the lounge and saw it was a ‘home movie’

She was transfixed by it. Troy was fucking Simon Diaz’s ass. Near-by, tied up, was Sonja Diaz, crying as she watched her husband willingly get buggered by Troy’s massive cock

Cara knew the Diaz’s. They’d met the couple last year at a party.

Cara remembered it. Troy would often take her around on a weekend. They’d find a party and Troy would just secrete himself into it.

They’d met the Diaz couple—happily married 30-somethings. Tory had seemed to bedazzle them… and invited them back to the Canyon.

Cara had wanted to warn them.

But she couldn’t.

She remembered that first time Troy had taken them both. And afterwards Cara had comforted Sonja as she cried in the bathroom

“I’m so ashamed” Sonja had whimpered

“It’s okay”

“How could we do those things…?”

“I know”

“And you…!” Sonja had turned on her… “You… you joined in?”

“I had to…” Cara said “Just like you had to…”

“What’s the matter with us?”

“It’s Troy… he…”

Simon had knocked gently on the bathroom door “Honey?”

He opened the door

“What?” she spat just as angry at him

“He wants you back in bed…”

Sonja shivered. She honked her nose into some toilet paper Cara had given her

“Yes, alright” she nodded, and she got up off the toilet and went back to bed.

Cara heard her moaning with joy before she even got to the bathroom herself

Simon just smiled weakly

Cara went to the bathroom to find Sonja riding Troy’s cock.

Even with her make-up streaked down her cheeks from when she had been crying she rode Troy’s cock with slutty abandon

Cara recalled this as she watched the video of them doing it… and other perverted things

Suddenly the video turned off.

She spun around to see Troy there smiling, with the remote.

He wore a robe but it was open, so she could see his massive cock hanging there, like a third arm.

“You’re back?” he smiled

“I… I wanted to get my grand-ma’s ring” she stuttered “Have you got it?”

“Yes, of course” he smiled, spinning round he went back to the bedroom

He came back with it moments later and held it out to her

“Here”

“Great” she shivered as she took it, somewhat relieved

“But… “ he said “That’s not all you cam back for… is it?”

“What do you mean?” she trembled

“I know you want to come back home” he said as he strode up to her

“No… that’s not true” she said “I’m very happy now with Buster”

“Buster?” he snorted

He drew up close to her and she could smell his musk

“You miss this…” he said grabbing his cock

“No” she insisted

“Sit” he said

She did so, then wondered why she did. He got on the couch next to her, but side on, so she could see his cock lying splayed on the dark leather. She shivered when she saw it, and thought of the many times she’d the monster inside her.

“You want to come back to me?”

“No… you disgust me” she said

“You loved it….”

“No…you… you raped me…” she cried

“Raped you” he snorted, and looked over the back of the couch, as if there was a hidden camera. He rested his chin on his hand.

“Yes… every time…” she said “That’s what my counsellor said”

“She wouldn’t know what rape is…” he said, then looked back at her “Tell me her name… and I’ll do her… teach her what it really means to feel the power of a man dominating her…”

“No… “ Cara gasped “Leave her out of it…”

“You can watch me…” he winked.

Cara shivered. A part of her was excited. She watched him fuck others many times.

“I… I’ve got to go now…” she said “Buster is expecting me”

“Buster doesn’t do you like I did”

“I…” she began… then she tried a different tact, pulling her phone out of her back pants pocket

“He’s going to call me soon and make sure I’m okay”

“So, I should be afraid of him?”

“He… he’s a mixed martial artist”

“Bullshit” Troy laughed

And Cara realised that he could see through her… Buster was no fighter.

“Maybe I should fuck his ass” Troy said

“No!” she growled. She sat upright, tensing, a part of her now wanted to hit out at him, to protect Buster

“I’m sure he’d like to be the girl…”

“You leave him alone!” she launched herself at him

He let her climb on her, he fell back and she straddled him

“Don’t touch him” she cried as she pounded Troy’s bare chest with the balls of her fist”

“Settle down” he laughed

And she realised she was sitting on his cock, and it was getting hard. It made her gasp

She rocked forward a little, gliding her pussy lips along the length of his shaft. It made her shiver

“Oh!” she suddenly sucked in her breath.

“You want it…” he said

“No”

“Only I can do it for you” he said

“No… I…”

He reached up under her top and felt her breasts. “No bra…” he said “Like I trained you…”

And she realised yes, indeed. She wasn’t wearing a bra. He once told her not to wear any underwear, so he could have easier access to her body… “Why didn’t I put on a bra?” she thought to herself.

He watched as she took the hem of her top and pulled it up over her head. Her 36C breasts were cupped by his hands.

He touched her nipples

“You don’t lactate any more?” he asked curious

“No…” she gasped “Buster didn’t want to drink my milk”

He teased her breasts and she felt them grow full as he touched them

He drew his mouth up over a nipple and he sucked

“Oh!” she gasped again, surprised she was producing milk again. It made her shiver… she enjoyed the sensation again as his mouth tugged on her teat.

“I missed this” she whispered

“I know you did” he said, pulling her tit up and offering it to her. She sucked on her own milk.

As she did he took hold of her jeans and tore them apart like they were paper

She had forgotten how inhumanly strong he was.

“You’ve not shaved…?” he said

“No… ” she whimpered, hoping he wasn’t displeased

“I want to feel your hairy cunt” he said.

She rose up, and grabbing his hard cock opened herself as she slid down onto it

“Oh, my” she gasped, gritting her teeth. It was as large, as challenging as she remembered… it was glorious

“I’m sorry I left this” she whimpered

“You didn’t leave me” he said as she sank down onto him “I let you leave”

“What?”

“I wanted you to realise what you have here…” he said, “Your place is here with me”

“Yes…. Master” she sighed.

“You were always my favourite” he said, “Your place is by my side”

“Yes, Master” she gasped “But now my place is around your cock”

“Yes” he laughed as she began to ride him

She shivered. It hurt a little. But it was a delicious pain.

She rose up and pushed herself back down on him

“Please, come in me” she begged. She needed to please him… for validation. She was nothing without him.

She built up speed as she became more stretched around him.

“Come in me” she begged again

She rode up and down, harder, faster. She trembled as an orgasm ripped through her body.

And then… she cried out as she felt him release inside her. She fell back. He caught her hands so she hung backwards, her whole body spasming in wave after wave of orgasm

Sweat ran down her body.

Slowly she came down from her high and he pulled her back upright.

“Thank you, Master” she mewed.

Suddenly she heard applause. She looked around to see a half dozen naked people there, including Sonja and Simon Diaz.

She noticed too her phone vibrating. Sonja picked it up to hand to her. “Turn around” Troy said

Sonja obediently turned around

“Bend over”

Sonja did so

Cara took her phone and pushed it into Sonja’s cunt. Sonja gasped as she felt the vibrating phone slide up into her.

She stood up. She turned and looked as Cara again fed her milk to her Master.

Sonja squeezed and crushed the phone inside her, breaking it. She opened her legs and pushed the broken device from her vagina. She could have crushed a man with her thighs.

“Welcome home” Simon said, coming forward, the first to welcome her back

As Cara got up off of Troy Simon’s mouth went down over his Master’s cock, to start cleaning him

Cara got up and Sonja knelt down. Cara pushed her hips forward and let sperm ooze out of her into Sonja’s hungry mouth.

On instinct Simon and Sonja swapped places. Simon hungrily ate the globs of semen Cara squirted out, and Sonja sucked her Master’s cock

Whilst they did this, others got into twos or threes and started making love around them.

Cara looked back at him on the couch. She smiled

It was so good to be back home….

The End