The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

1991

“Oh, Bobby!” Chloe sighed as his cock worked in and out of her hot wet pussy. She had her feet up on his muscular shoulders, completely open to him.

“Oh, oh, oh, yessssss” she shivered as another orgasm rushed over her. “Oh, Bobby” she whimpered. She gazed lovingly into his familiar brown eyes. “Fuck me! Fuck me!” she snarled.

“I’m gonna come in your mouth”

“Yes, Bobby” she said … a part disappointed that he would be finishing off inside her cunt.

“Here…I…” he groaned, pulling out of her he threw her feet off of him, making her roll onto her side. He came up behind her back and pointed his cock at her cheek. She turned her head, opening her mouth in time to catch the salvo of sperm he shot out onto her.

Her mouth sealed over his cock-head and she began to swallow. “Mmm-mmm-mmmm” she purred as she drank down his jizz.

She grabbed his cock and milked him as he kept coming in her. “Mmm-mmm” she continued as she gulped down his man-juice.

Then when he was done she released his cock. She opened her mouth to show it was empty of cream. “Ahhhh” she laughed and licked her lips

“How was I?” she sighed as he slid up off the bed

“You were great, Mom” he said

“So were you, baby” she smiled, sitting up

He turned, went over to the bed and planted a sloppy kiss on her forehead

“I love you, baby” she whimpered

“I love you too, Mom” he said

“I…”

“Sleep” he said

Her eyes closed over and she fell back onto the bed.

He grabbed his pants and shirt and left the bedroom and returned to his own. He waited just inside the door, and listened to her as she got up out of bed, now totally unaware of what depraved thing she had just done with her son.

“Bobby?” she called out

“Yeah, Mom?”

“Just seeing if you were home”

“Yeah, Mom” he said and went in his room and closed the door

Chloe stretched out as she walked around her room. She felt so satisfied. So happy. She’d not felt so happy for a long period of time, and then Bobby had returned home from active duty in the Middle East

He’d suffered PTSD till he started seeing a specialist, Brielle Maumont

The phone rang. “I’ll get it” Chloe called

“Hello?”

“Chloe?”

“Sophie!” Chloe gasped hearing her sister.

“I’ve been trying to call you for a while”

“Really?” Chloe was surprised

“Yeah… a whole month”

“That is… oh, yes” she suddenly said almost robotically “We have had problems with the telephone company”

“For a month…?”

“Yes…”

“Well. never mind… I heard that Robert is back”

“Yes, Bobby is home”

“When did that happen…? I mean … he was having all those issues…”

“What issues?” Chloe gasped

“What?” Sophie gasped “You said he was screaming in the night… those issues….”

“I… I don’t remember…”

“What do you mean you don’t remember?” Sophie gasped “Mon Dieu! Comment pourrais-tu oublier?”

“English! Sophie, please!” Chloe reminded her sister. Chloe still understood French but since moving to the States all those years ago she had only ever spoken la langue Anglaise… or, so she believed.

“How has he recovered?” Sophie asked

Chloe didn’t know of any problems her son had since returning, but she did know he was seeing a psychiatrist—but she thought that was just part of his demobilisation.

“He’s seeing a therapist” Chloe said… thinking that’s what her sister meant

“A therapist?”

“Yes, Brielle Maumont”

“Brielle?”

“Yes”

“From school…?”

Chloe had to think about this.. and then it occurred to her that when she was at the Lycée Racine all those years ago… she did know a Brielle Maumont. Was it… ? No, it couldn’t be coincidence. How strange that she would only now make the connection to someone she’d once known

“Yes, I suppose so” Chloe said

“And you don’t remember her till now?”

“I… I don’t know…” Chloe said scratching her head

“So where are you calling from?” Chloe asked

“We’re in town…”

“You’re..”

“Mom” Bobby said

She looked up at him

“Put the phone down”

She turned to face the phone mounting on the wall and hung the hand-set up.

She stood there for a moment wondering why she was standing there.

She had an impression now of Brielle Maumont… and a memory of her… from twenty years ago. Now she wasn’t so sure…

She turned to look at her son who went back to his room.

She decided to go make breakfast.

“Brielle?” she thought to herself… why is that name so familiar?

As she made bacon and eggs a thought came flooding back to her… she knew a Brielle. Brielle was in her sister’s year, she was two years older.

Sophie, Claire, Caroline, and Madelyn; they were the best of friends at school. They would frequently hang out and Chloe would sit near-by and listen to their banter—about boys, fashion, boys, popular music, and boys.

It was how Sophie had first heard about a blow-job. She was filled with wonder of their stories… and of Brielle a girl going out with Claude Motraigne—someone that Madelyn fancied

So the girls hatched a plan to humiliate Brielle.

It was devastating. Brielle left the school.

Madelyn reported a few days later how she’d had Claude inside her ass. .. a triumph! She was happy to give him her ass, and Brielle’s suffering and humiliation wasn’t even a topic of concern let alone conversation.

“It’s funny!” Chloe thought, thinking of a name from the past after all these years.

She remembered her part in Brielle’s downfall. She was the one who slipped the diuretics into Brielle’s drink. The entire swimming pool had to be drained and cleaned.

A dozen girls watched Brielle’s humiliation.

Chloe remembered that.

“Oh, hi baby” she said as her son entered the kitchen

He sat down and she put a plate of bacon and eggs in front of him

The phone rang

She went to get the phone

“Hypno Mom” Robert said

Suddenly Chloe stopped, turned and stood at attention

“Ready for commands” she said

“If that phone call is your sister you will hang up”

“I will hang up” she said

“Hypno Mom, out” he said. He hadn’t bothered to find out where she was calling from

Suddenly she relaxed. She took a second to wonder what she was doing when she noticed the phone ringing

“You should answer that, Mom” he said

“Yes” she gasped wondering why she hadn’t

She picked it up

“Chole?” Claire DuPont said

“Doctor?” Chloe asked. She looked over at her son to indicate it was her friend Doctor Claire

He nodded, and satisfied it wasn’t his Aunt, he picked up his plate and walked off with it, wanting to eat in his room, and not listen to the phone conversation… except on his computer which was monitoring both sides of the conversation

“Chloe… “Claire said “You were supposed to see me yesterday”

“I was?”

“Yes, mon drôle fille“ Claire said

Claire had travelled to the USA before Chloe had, and married an America—as Chloe would do. They’d known each other since school… although Claire was really a school-friend of Chloe’s sister, one that had humiliated Brielle Maumont. Since living in the USA for almost 20 years, and in the same community—as the only two ex-Pat Frenchwomen they’d grown their own friendship

“J’ai de merveilleuses nouvelles” Claire said

“Please speak English”

“Mais tu ne veux pas que je te le dise?”

“S’il vous plait parlez anglais” Chloe said

“Mais… oh, very well…” Claire said—she didn’t understand it. Chloe spoke French. Why would she suddenly not want to anymore?

Robert did not speak French. And one of the commands he had given was that all future conversations his mom had were to be in English. He made his mom think that she’d always spoken English, since coming to America.

It was so he could monitor what it was she said and heard.

“What is it?” Chloe said

“That feeling you had—of nausea?”

“Yes?”

“You’re pregnant”

“What?”

“Your… tu es avec un enfant”

“I know what it means…” Chloe said… “But… how?”

“How else do you get pregnant?” Claire gasped “Avec un homme”

“Yes, I know with a man… but… I haven’t…”

“Didn’t you notice—your cycle?”

“I thought it was the menopause” Chloe said—she just thought that was the reason she’d not had her period.

Robert raced downstairs

“Well, you’re not menopausal… you’re pregnant” Claire said

Robert raced into the kitchen.

“When did…” Chloe began

He hung the phone up.

“Bobby?” she gasped

“Hypno mom” he said

She assumed her attention position

“Ready for commands” she said in a monotone

“What was that about?” he asked

And his mom explained she was pregnant … by him

“Shit!” he spat as things seemed to be spirally out of control…

“You are going to have my baby” he said

“I am going to have your baby”

“You will not terminate it it”

“I will not terminate it”

“You will think Kyle Wilson is the father”

“Yes”

“But you will not let anyone know who you think the father is”

“I will not let anyone know” she said

“Fuck” he said scratching his head for a moment, trying to think of how else to handle this, and what else to direct…

Chloe lay in bed on her stomach groaning as her son ploughed into her ass “Oh, baby” she whimpered as he fucked deep into her rectum.

Her stomach was a little ‘bloated’ now—four months pregnant.

“Oh, Mom” he gasped as he began coming in her

“Fuck, honey” she shivered as orgasm raced over her. “Oh, babyyyyeeee”

He kept humping her till his cock grew so limp as to fall out of her soft pink hole.

His sperm oozed out of her

“Mom?”

“Yes, honey?” she sighed

“Go clean yourself”

“Yes, honey” she said and she rolled out from under him and went to the shower.

“Shower Protocol One” he called out

“Yes, honey” she said

Chloe sighed as she lathered her crotch. More of her son’s jizz oozed out. She farted, shooting a lot onto the tiled floor.

As she did the protocol came into effect and she regained consciousness. She didn’t question why she was in the shower, that was part of the protocol; a false memory of designing to go and clean herself.

The only thing that couldn’t be programmed was her sense of time. She satisfied that by gazing out from behind the shower curtain to look at the clock.

The doorbell rung

“Fuck” Robert groaned

He grabbed his shorts and went downstairs to the front door.

He opened it

“Aunty Sophie!” he gasped

“Mon doux Robert” she said, cupping his chin with her hand “Comment va mon neveu?”

“Aunt Sophie, I don’t speak French”

“C’est dommage” she grinned “May we come in?”

“Sure” he said

He then saw a young woman enter with her

“This is your cousine Eve”

“Hello” he said

“Hello” she smiled and she kissed him on both cheeks

Eve was stunning, 34C, but only 5ft tall.

“And where is your maman?” Sophie continued

“She’s upstairs having a shower”

“At 3 in the afternoon?” Sophie gasped “How branchée”

Robert looked at her puzzled

“She is starting a trend? A fashion?” she smiled “Oh, I only make the joke”

“Please, please come in! Come in” he said “Can I take your bags”

“So this is how our riche American cousins live?” Eve said looking around at the large house

“Oh, we’re not that rich”

“Who are you speaking to?” Chloe called

They turned to see her coming down the stairs wearing a bath-robe, that was open

It made Sophie and Eve drop their jaws ; especially for Sophie, seeing her sister pregnant.

“Oh, Sophie!” Chloe gasped and ran the rest of the way down the stairs to greet her sister

“Ma chère soeur” Sophie cried as she embraced her sister “Dis-moi. Quand est-ce arrivé?” she asked looking at her sister’s pregnant stomach

“Please, English”

“Ah, I am so sorry” she said looking back to her nephew

He looked at Eve, or rather he was staring at Eve

She grew a little wary of his boggling eyes

“Come let me tell you all about it…” Chloe said, taking her sister’s hand

“So…” Eve began, rising and falling on her toes

“Can I show you this?” he said reaching into his shirt and pulling out a pendant

“What is it?” her eyes widened as she saw the dark crystal

“Look into it…” he said

Her eyes stared

“You cannot look away from it…”

“I…” she began

“You cannot look away”

“No” she said

“Now listen to my voice…”

“Yes” she said

“I am your Master’

“You are my Master”

“You are in love with me”

“I am in love with you”

“When ever I give you the command Hypno Cousin you will return to this state of suggestion…Do you understand?”

“Yes, I understand”

He heard his mom and aunt coming back and released his cousin from her state.

Eve blinked her eyes a couple of times and shook her head. She looked at Robert and thought he was very handsome. She sighed.

“Bobby?” Chloe said

“Yes?” he asked. He looked up and noticed his mom had closed her robe up.

“My sister and Eve aren’t going to stay?”

“What?” he gasped

“What?” Eve gasped too, disappointed

“Can I… ?” Sophie began

“I have something to show you, Aunt Sophie”

“What?” she gasped as he’d broken her train of thought…

“Can I show you this?” he said reaching into his shirt and pulling out a green jewelled pendant

“What is it?” her eyes widened as she saw the dark crystal

“Look into it…” he said

Her eyes stared

“You cannot look away from it…”

“I…I think” she began

“You cannot look away”

“No” she said

“Now listen to my voice…”

“Yes” she said

“I am your Master’

“You are my Master”

“What are you doing?” Eve asked seeing her mom go all funny

He turned to Eve “Hypno Cousin” he said

She suddenly stood erect “Ready for commands” Eve said

“Hypno Mom” he said. His mom stood at attention. “Ready for commands” she said

“Now, where was I?” he began “I am your Master’

“You are my Master” Sophie said

“You are in love with me”

“I am in love with you”

“When ever I give you the command Hypno Aunt you will return to this state of suggestion…Do you understand?”

“Yes, I understand”

“In a moment we will have sex, you and I”

“Yes, we will have sex”

“It will not matter if others can watch”

“It will not matter”

He turned to his cousin “Eve?”

“Yes, Master?”

“In a moment I will release you and you and my mom will go unpack your suff in our guest room”

“Yes, Master”

“And, if you see me and your mom having sex it will not matter to you”

“It will not matter”

And then, he gave his instructions to his mom.

He released them

“What?” Eve began

“We are going to stay” Sophie said “I changed my mind”

“Oh, good” she smiled. She looked again at her hot cousin and felt a flush of excitement

“Come” Chloe said “I’ll help you unpack”

“I’ll… “ Sophie began when Robert grabbed her forearm

“What?” she began as he turned her around to face him

“I love you” he said

“I…I love you…”she gasped and they stared into each other’s eyes. She longed for him

Their lips drew together. They kissed

Eve saw them kiss heavily but it didn’t matter to her as she and Chloe grabbed their stuff and carried it tot he guest room

Eve returned for another bag as her mom was on her knees sucking cock.

Eve smiled at him as she picked up her mom’s handbag. She stopped for a moment. It didn’t quite register as her mom woofed down cousin cock.

“Eve?” Chloe called out

“Coming, Auntie” she said

She left them to it

“I’m going to come in your mouth” he said “You will swallow it all”

“Nnn-nnnnnn” she began to protest

“You must obey”

She nodded, with a mouth full of cock

He came and she dutifully swallowed his load.

He got her to her feet and wiped her mouth and as he did she regained consciousness as was part of the programme and smiled as he touched her gently on the cheek

She loved him, and she felt a flush of warmth for her nephew touching her.

A phone rang… just the one, a special line… in the den.

Robert raced down to grab it

Robert went and picked it up

“Hello?”

“Hypno Robert” Brielle Maumont said

Robert suddenly stood at attention

“Ready for commands”

“Who have you let into the house?”

“It is my aunt Sophie and my cousin Eve”

“Ah, yes!” she grinned, Sophie…I remember her now. She also was one who ruined my life”

Robert stood awaiting instructions

“You have them in your control?”

“Yes, Mistress”

“Then you will impregnate them too”

“Yes, Mistress” he said “I will impregnate them”

“This will destroy your family!” she laughed… as she looked at him on her monitor.

“Mistress?” he asked not sure if that was an instruction

“Very good” she said and she released him

He looked at the phone and hung it up…

Then he went over to the couch where Eve lay naked, impatiently waiting for him.

Robert mounted her. She gasped as she was penetrated

Brielle Maumont watched the monitor and smiled… revenge was sweet

Brielle looked at other monitors. One showed her the inside of a consolation room—of Dr. Claire DuPont.

Claire was lying on her examination table whilst a homeless guy neither Claire nor Brielle humped her from behind.

Brielle laughed aloud.