The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Julie stepped from the shower and dried herself off. After the 5 minutes of writhing around on the floor that Tom had made her do, the warm water helped ease her muscles and rejuvinate her a little. Her light blue towel felt soft against her skin and she loved the tingling sensation she felt as she padded her breasts dry. Her long white robe hung on the back of the door. She carefully slid into it and reached for the doorknob. To say that she was anxious for whatever Tom had planned next would be an understatement.

As she stepped into the living room, she found Beth and Tom both sitting there chatting amicably. Beth was fully clothed again, but Julie couldn’t help but wonder how much longer Tom would let that last. Julie leaned against the living room wall and joined the coversation. “Hey Beth,” she said as she patted her hair with the blue towel, ”Where have you been all this time?”

“You know, I don’t have any idea. Tom sent me out to a store and I know I went there and I know I bought something, but I suddenly can’t remember where or what.” Beth gave Tom a long look of intrigue. While she might have been reluctant at first, the amount of power that Tom was displaying over her fascinated her and like her friend she was eager to know where it might lead next.

“Well, you’ll remember in a minute. Who’s turn is it to be subjected to my imagination?”

“Well, you already made me belly dance for your amusement and then sent me on your errands. So I guess that’s two things you’ve made me do and none for Julie.” Julie was about to correct Beth but realised exactly what she would be admitting to.

“So I guess it’s Julie’s turn then.” Tom looked up at the blonde. “Julie, over on the table is the mystery package that I sent Beth out for. Please take it into your room, open it and change into it now.” Julie mindlessly dropped the towel she had been holding and picked up the package. For the second time that evening she disappeared into her bedroom to change her clothes just to suit Tom’s perversity.

Beth watched her leave. Her curiosity really piqued now. “Tom what did you send me for? And why was Julie in the the shower when I came home?”

“Beth neither of those questions is important. Forget about them now.” A look of confusion came over Beth’s face. There was something she wanted to ask Tom but she couldn’t remember it.

A long awkward silence filled the air between them as they waited for Julie to come back.

“Beth, flash your chest at me and then forget that you did it now”

Beth thought she heard Tom say something and for a brief moment she felt a slight sensation that she was doing something she didn’t want to do but the moment passed quickly and the two friends continued to sit in silence. After what seemed like an eternity to Beth, Julie’s bedroom door opened and the petite blonde emerged now wearing a skimpy French Maid uniform. The top half just came up over Julie’s round, soft breasts. The poof of the skirt accentuated her hips and the hem came down just far enough to cover up her more private parts but still call attention to her long toned legs. Her hair was still damp from the shower, but her face was still that of an angel. Beth almost fell out of her chair laughing.

“Hahaha! Tom! Where did you get that?” she coughed out. Julie looked at her friend in confusion. Hadn’t she been the one to go out and buy it?

Tom let Beth have her laugh for a minute then all too eagerly leaned over to her and whispered something in her ear. Beth’s laughter stopped as a flood of memories came calling back to her.

“Oh my god. You sent me to an adult costume shop!! Oh my god. You made me try that on and model it!! Oh my god, you made me flirt with the girl behind the sales counter!!! TOM!!!!!! I’m going to kill you!!!” she spat.

“Beth, don’t be mad at me now”

“Ok”

For Julie’s part she enjoyed watching Tom get the best of Beth...again. They were both smart people and Julie valued both their opinions but Beth had an incredible way of always being right in her arguments. Julie enjoyed seeing someone put Beth in her place a little bit and Julie was glad it was Tom. At the same time, she was still standing in this costume and she had a funny feeling she knew what Tom next had in store for her. Tom cooly walked over to her.

“Julie” he began “I think it’s safe to say that Beth’s already had a lot to do today.. She went out and bought this nice little costume. She did a little dance to entertain us. How about you pay her back a little bit. ‘ Julie said nothing. “Julie you are a French maid entirely in the service of myself and Beth. You will speak with a French accent and you will do anything we tell you to without question now. Do you understand”

“Oui Monsieur,” Julie smiled, “I woud be more zen ‘appy to be your ‘umbel zervent..”

Beth almost fell out of her chair again. “Are you serious? You’re going to make her our French maid for the rest of the night?”

“Not the rest of the night but most of it.” He turned his attention back to Julie “Julie would you be a dear and go get the wine and two glasses out of the cupboard. We would like it served to us in the living room please.”

‘Oui Monsieur,’ came her instant reply. Julie scurried off into the kitchen as though she had done it a thousand times.

Tom walked back to the two seats in the living room and sat down next to Beth again. “Originally I was going to make you do it, but you’re right. Julie got to have her fun watching you dance for us and it wouldn’t be much fun for you if we made you do everything tonight.” he explained.

“Gee Thanks.“ Tom couldn’t tell if she was being serious or saractsic again. “It’s a bit of a shame really,” she continued “I looked damn good in that uniform down in the shop. The sales girl behind the counter seemed to think so.”

“Well, who knows. I still might see you in it at some point. And since you didn’t seem to mind the sugesstion to flirt with the salesgirl, Beth you are very turned on by Julie acting as our French maid now.” he gave her a devilish grin.

“Well ,duh! Who wouldn’t be? Her legs are so sexy, I could just lick them all the way up. And when she speaks with that accent, it gets me so hot! it’s a wonder I don’t tear that uniform off of her” A moment later, Julie returned with a bottle of wine and two glasses on a tray. She placed the tray down on the table between them and proceeded to pour.

“Un glass por Madame et un glass por Monsieur, as requezteed. Is zere anyzing else madame or monsieur requi-er?” Tom looked at Beth and smiled. That was her cue to have some fun. Beth took a sip of her wine and then looked up at Julie.

“Yes, this place is a mess. I would like you to tidy up a bit and dust the shelves and knick-knacks if you please. And Julie you can start with that towel you left on the floor before.” Having spent the night being subjected to Tom’s will Beth enjoyed being able to excercise a little control over someone else.

“Oh!! I am zo zorry. ‘ow could I ‘eve ben zuch a foolish girl?’ she bent over to pick up her towel but just before she could get to her hand to it she heard Beth command her to freeze.

“Damn, that ass is nice!” Julie could hear Beth standing up and coming closer. “Can I touch it?” she asked. Tom shrugged his shoulders giving her the okay to do whatever she felt best. Beth reached a hand out and grabbed Julie’s bottom firmly with one hand. “Tell me, slave, do you like it when I touch you there?”

“Oui! Madame Eleezabith ‘as a vewy pleasant touch. I vewy much like ze way her fing-ers feel on my bo-tom.” The sound of Julie’s accent sent a shiver down Beth’s pussy. Secretly Beth wanted squeeze more than her delicious rump.

Beth removed her hand. “Ok, Julie you can move again. If you do a good job I might squeeze your bottom again later.” Julie finished picking up the towel and hurried it into the bathroom. She returned a few moments later with a feather duster and began to dust everything she could. Beth and Tom watched her work her way from spot to spot humming to herself and bustling away to please her master and mistress. Tom could see the hunger in Beth’s eyes as they followed Julie and more importantly Julie’s rear end.

‘So how many more things are you going to make us do tonight” Beth asked taking another sip from her wine glass, but still not removing her eyes from Julie.

“I don’t know. Probably not too much more. I still have a few tricks up my sleeve though.”

“Will you let me keep my shirt on this time?” she asked now turning her attention to him. Tom could tell she wasn’t as angry about that as she was pretending to be.

“Oh of course. Actually I was thinking of next making you belly dance without your pants.’ Now it was Beth’s turn to wonder if he was being serious or not. Tom took another sip of his wine, then gently set his glass down. “ Why don’t we give Julie a real reason to serve you.” he suggested.

Beth perked up a little at the idea and set her glass on the table as well. “Sounds delicious. What did you have in mind?” her curiosity was definitely getting the best of her.

“Beth close your eyes and relax now.” Beth did as she was told and became vaguely aware of Tom talking. She couldn’t hear what he was saying but she knew he was still talking to her. In her mind’s eye, a very vivid image began to form itself. Wether it was a dream or a memory, Beth couldn’t quite tell. At first it seemd like a dream but something about it seemed so real she could have sworn it had really happened.

Beth was in her room and she was naked. Her room was dark with only a small shaft of light seeping in through her bedroom window. A cool breeze blew across the back of her shoulders. Was it a draft or was it something else? Someone else? The cool breeze shifted itself and was very distinctly someone’s breath on her now. The mystery figure appraoched her from behind and wrapped his arms around her tighly. He kissed the back of her neck and shoulders and she could feel his manhood pressing firmly against her backside. He was also naked, just the way Beth liked her mysetry men. As she reached up behind her to run her fingers through his hair, she felt his hand begin to circle around her navel and then explore every nerve of her torso before finally finding it’s way to her left breast. His hands were smooth but his touch was firm. The heat of his breath on her neck only served to excite her more.

She suddenly felt that she had to somehow join with him. She needed to be closer to him somehow. She noticed his other hand was still resting just above her hips. ‘Move’ she thought to herself, ‘Move closer in’. She placed her hand frimly over his and gently guided it to the delicate red patch between her legs. She held his hand there a moment to reassure him, to tell him this was something she wanted. Slowly, his fingers began to explore their new surroundings.

Beth could feel herself moistening at his touch. This was more intense than anything she had ever experienced. Little by little his fingers began to find their way into her while his other hand became more forceful on her chest. She turned to face her lover. She needed to be on him, needed to be filled with him. They drew their arms around each other and pressed their lips firmly together. She missed the feeling of his fingers caressing her most sensitive parts but the part now pressing into her front seemed a suitable substitute. She pushed him down onto her bed and within a matter of seconds was forcing herself down onto his enormous gland. His long unit filled every inch of her wet tight emptiness. She slid her body up and down his member each time filling herself deeper and deeper. She had never felt this full by anyone. His hands found their way back to her chest and proceeded to grab and grope her and fondle and squeeze and explore. She was overcome with ecstasy. Never before had she experienced a more intense session of love making, of sex, of pure unbridled passion. She could feel the climax building inside each of them and she hoped, prayed that they would reach it together. For the first time, she looked into her mysterious lover’s eyes.

“Oh Tom!” she cried out “Oh Tom!!! Tommmm..yes!! Yes!! Tom!!! YES......AAAAAAUUUUUUUNNNNNNNGGGGHHHHHHH!!!” And with that she felt every pore of her body spasm and release as his semen poured into her. She stayed on him for a few more seconds rocking herself slowly on him as the full effects of what had just happened began to set in. She could feel his seed moving through her, surging it’s way through her body and trying to find it’s way to her center. She could feel it pulsing it’s way through her system. She felt herself glow a little as Tom’s seed found it’s way to her ovaries and began to burrow it’s way in. She put her hand on her stomach to welcome the new lifeform that they had created and slowly slid her way off of Tom and onto the bed to lie next to him. Slowly she closed her eyes and began to drift away. Or more precisely she started drifting towards .

That dream or memory or whatever it was had seemed like so long ago. ‘How long had it been?’ Beth wondered, ‘Five months? Six months? Seven? No,’ she concluded ‘it had to have been eight.’ She could remember everything that had happened to them between then and now. She could vaguely remember doctor’s visits and parenting classes and decorating the baby’s new room. She could remember the physical changes that she went through as the months had passed by and her stomach and breasts began to swell. She had some recollection of a baby shower and a discussion as to how she and Tom could balance a family together. And all this brought her back to the present and the memory of Tom hypnotizing their friend Julie to serve as a French maid who would help Beth in the final stages of her pregnancy and through the first few months of raising a child.

This last thought was what finally brought Beth back to her senses. She could hear the father of her child now speaking very clearly to her and asking her to open her eyes. She found herself in Julie’s apartment sitting in her favorite chair. Tom was standing over her and Julie stood just behind him wearing the sexy French maid uniform Beth had just bought her. Beth looked up at Tom and smiled.

“Hi,” she croaked, “I was just having the most pleasant dream. I was dreaming about the time we.....about the night the baby was conceived.” Beth looked down at what she perceived to be her protruding stomach and smiled proudly.

Tom smiled back at her. “ I know sweetheart. I hope you enjoyed it.”

“I did only....” she broke off for a moment “Tom, you didn’t hypnotise me did you? You didn’t make me do anything I shouldn’t be doing in my condition.” she knew him well enough to know that there was little that stood in the way of his having some fun at her expense.

“I would never make you do anything that might jeopardize the life of our child.” he reassured. At this time, Julie spoke up.

“Pardo’ Madame et Monsieur but eez there anyzhing else I can do for vous tonight?”

“Oh yes, Julie. If you could please get me a sweater from the other room and fetch a pillow for my feet that would be wonderful.” Julie curtsied and spun around on her heel to carry out her task. Beth gave a contented sigh as she stroked her ‘enlarged’ tummy. She had a beautiful baby growing inside her, she had a handsome lover who was the father of that baby and she had a sexy maid who would do anything she wanted. Her life couldn’t get much better. She looked up at Tom again. “It was a such a beautiful dream,” she sighed again, “You were so hot that night, so forceful and yet so tender. Are you always like that or just when you’re in the business of making babies?”

“Well, you’ll just have to wait until our little angel arrives and then you can find out.” he smiled.

“Maybe we can get a certain French maid to join us if you’re feeling a little naughty one night.” Beth purred. The thought of being between Julie and Tom made her want to stop rubbing her expectant child and start rubbing a little lower. Beth was snapped out of her fantasy by the sight of her delicious new servant returning with a sweater and a small pillow for her. Julie helped Beth pull the sweater on and then helped her prop her feet up onto the pillow which she had now set on the table. “Thank you Julie,” Beth said with her eyes sparkling up at her, “Tom and I were just having a little talk about your future with us.”

“Did I do somezhing wrong Madame Eleezabith?”

“No, no, Julie. You’ve been wonderful,” Beth reassured her as she took her hand, “Tom and I were just wondering exactly how loyal you were us and exactly how far that loyalty would extend.”

“I would do anyzhing for vous, Madame Eleezabith. I em your ‘umbel zervant, no?”

“hmmm...good.” Beth’s eyes wandered down Julie’s long legs. “Oh, damn, I finally get comfortable and now I have to pee. Could you please help me up?”

Tom and Julie both reached out to steady Beth as she struggled to her feet. Tom had to hand it to her, for a brief moment even he thought she was twice her normal weight. He couldn’t help but supress a laugh as Beth waddled her 132 lb. frame down the hall and into the bathroom with one hand resting comfortably on her ‘unborn child’ and her other hand supporting her back.

“Monsieur Tom, if I may inquier, what ees wrong with Madame Eleezabith? She ees acting ‘ow you say....peculeear, no?”

“Beth thinks she’s pregnant because I hypnotized her to think she is. She thinks she’s been carrying our child for the last eight months.” Tom explained slowly taking into account Julie’s new language barrier.

“Oh I zee Madame Eleezabeth ees acting zilly becusee Monsieur Tom ees making her act zat way. You ‘ypnotized ‘er to think zat she is wit de child. Monsier Tom, zat ees a vewy funny joke, no?” Julie looked so cute in her French maid uniform. In many ways she was more innocent to Tom now than she had looked when she first asked him to hypnotize her.

“Yes, it is a funny joke, Julie but we have to be very careful in revealing the truth to her. If Beth discovered she wasn’t really pregnant it could have some very serious effects on her. Do you understand?” She looked up at him with those doughy blue eyes that he couldn’t resist.

‘Oui Monsieur. I underztand.”

‘Very good. So until I tell you to, I need you to help me pretend that Beth is eight months pregnant.” She nodded to show that she was still with him.

At the end of the hall the bathroom door opened and Beth emerged with a look of exhaustion. Her hands were still on her stomach, but her pants were now unbuttoned at the top. ‘I hope neither of you mind,” she said as she waddled back to them. I just didn’t feel like fighting with my button to try and get my pants around me. I love this baby,“ she said as she eased herself back into her chair with Tom and Julie’s help, “but I can’t wait to get you out of me.” Beth cooed at her belly. “You are going to be so cute, you pwecious witlle darling. And your daddy, and Julie and I are going to look after you and love you forever and ever.”

Julie wanted to bide by her master’s warning but watching her mistress speak gibbeirsh to her stomach was making it very hard for her to keep from laughing. For his part, Tom was also having trouble and seeing the top of Beth’s underwear was also making it hard for him take this very seriously.

“Beth, honey maybe you should put your head back for a minute now.” tom said as he eased her head back. Beth wanted to ignore him and focus more on her child but somehow she coudn’t resist his suggestion. her eyes closed, and she could feel her head go slack. She felt very comfortable and she could now feel her stomach begin to deflate little by little. She found herself moving backwards in time. Taking down a nursery, wrapping baby gifts at her shower and sending them out with friends who had come to surprise her. She found her and Tom going to the Doctor’s office and knowing less and less about their child. And finally she found herself riding on top of Tom again, writhing in ecstasy as their bodies dripped with sweat. Her body came to an intense earthshattering climax and she finally rolled off of him and fell asleep next to him. She was warm and with him and she was happy. She was very relaxed and slowly she began to wake up. As she opened her eyes she found herself in her chair in the living room. Her legs were propped up on a pillow and she was now wearing a sweater. The button and zipper on her pants was undone leaving her black cotton panties exposed for Julie and Tom to see. Tom was sitting on the arm of the chair and Julie was still dressed in her skimpy uniform.

‘Whoa” was about all she could muster as she came to her senses and remembered all of the events of the last twenty minutes. “Whoa!” she said again as she realised how much of her was exposed to her friends and she quickly fumbled to do her pants back up. She could remember the intense dream she had of making love to Tom and she could vaguely remember the false memories he had implanted in her to cement that reality. But what she could remember most vividly was the stuff that actually happened. She remembered her conversation with Tom about wanting to have sex with him and Julie. She could remember bossing Julie around and being aroused by it. She could remember very strongly the weight of the unborn child on her abdomen and the exhaustions that she felt from being eight months pregnant. “That’s some pretty powerful stuff you have there Tom. Next time, you should be more careful.’ she warned.

‘Me? It’s your imagination that makes it real Beth. You and Julie are excellent subjects.’ Julie smiled with the knowledge that her master thought she did something right, although secretly she had no idea what that was.

“Still, I didn’t think that was as entertaining as some of your other suggestions have been tonight. Just for that, I think I should get another reward.’ she chided.

“What did you have in mind?” For the first time that night, Tom was curious to see where something was going to lead.

Beth took another sip of her wine, and stood up. She looked at Tom as if to challenge him but then turned her focus entirely on their new maid. “Julie, when I thought I was pregnant, you promised you would do anything to serve me and Tom. My ‘um-bel zer’vant?” she said making sure to draw out her impression of Julie’s fake French accent. “Is that still true?

“Oui madame. I can assist vous in anyway madame should need.” Julie curtsied at this.

“Good! Julie kiss me. I want to know what a genuine French kiss feels like.” Without a second thought, Julie drew her arms around Beth and brought her lips to her mistress’s face. She pulled Beth’s lower lip in between both of hers and began to suck on it very gently. Beth’s arms around her were strong, much stronger then Julie had expected. She sank herself deeper into the kiss, opening her mouth a little so she could fit as much of Beth’s bottom lip in as she could. She pressed her tongue deep into Beth’s mouth. She could taste the wine on Beth’s lips and teeth and finally Beth’s course, wet tongue. The two tongues wrestled back and forth in each other’s mouths beginning their dance in Beth’s mouth, then moving it’s way into Julie’s and finding it’s way back into Beth’s.

In the middle of all this Beth became lost in her excitement and now began to let her hands explore the young maid’s body. She liked the feel of the satin on Julie’s uniform. As she brought her hand up and pressed it firmly into Julie’s breast, she could feel her palm being met by Julie’s nipple piercing through the sheer fabric. Beth’s other hand roamed around to Julie’s backside and again began to fondle the soft mounds of flesh buried somewhere in the poofy lace of her skirt.

Tom wasn’t sure what to do with himself but he certainly was enjoying the show. He was more than pleased that his two friends were taking so well to the suggestions he was making. It was as if they took each suggestion more and more seriously and their bounds were limitless. His pants twitched uncomfortably as the girls snaked their arms around each other building in desire and need.

He allowed them to stay locked in their desire for another minute. Their mouths fighting for dominance over the other’s in between occaisional gasps for air. Beth’s hand fondled Julie’s breasts and in return Julie would squeal out something in her best French accent. They were both building up in raw sexual passion and energy. Higher and higher. Going at each other harder an harder until...”Julie, Beth, you may both climax now and relax” they heard. They gripped each other tightly as their bodies shook uncontrollably and then both fell away into darkness.

Tom’s voice had been soothing. Very soothing. That was the first thing either Julie or Beth could remember when they woke up in their chairs again. They were both hot and sweaty, but they were very relaxed. And as their minds began to clear the rest of the night’s events began to fill themselves in. Each of the girls could remember almost everything and they both blushed as parts of the evening shifted into focus.

“That was amazing!” Julie said, useing her hand to fan herself.

“Did we really just have a full on make out session with you watching?” Beth asked trying to remember what was real and what wasn’t. Tom simply gave a cheshire smile in response. “You’re a sick man.,” she chided “A sick, sick man.”

Tom’s eyes twinkled a little. “Come on, now. I had two hotties following my every whim. Did you honestly think I wouldn’t do something like that?”

“Men!” Beth snorted.

Julie took that as a her cue to leave. She knew this routine and she knew that what followed next could not be pretty. “Well, I had a good time, Tom and I hope you can do thtis to us again sometime. Now if you’ll excuse me. I think I need to get out of this outfit and put on something a little more comfortable.” She was pleased to hear her usual American accent now, but a small part of her missed the French.

“I should probably get going too.” Tom said as he collected his things. “Glad you enjoyed it Julie. And thank you both for letting me experiment on you. Needless to say, I had a lot of fun tonight.”

“You’re sure you got everything out of our heads now.” Beth asked. She liked Tom, but that didn’t mean she always trusted him.

‘Beth take off all your clothes and ride the elevator for an hour now.” he smiled. Beth was releaved to find she still had her clothes still on and was still standing in the living room. “I took almost everything out. but I did leave a few small surprises for you.” He smiled.

“I look forward to it.” she said in her usual sarcastic tone. She looked to make sure Julie was in her room then looked to Tom again. “Tom, if I could ask you something before you go,” she asked nervously, “Before you made me think I was pregnant, I had this intense memory of you and I...well, you know. Was that a memory you placed there or did you hypnotise me to...well, you know...did we?...” Tom could tell she was embarassed to ask but he smiled broadly and put a hand on her shoulder to reassure her.

“Beth, I wouldn’t do anything that might jeopardize our friendship. And I would never ever hypnotise you to have sex with me unless you asked me too and even then, I would make sure you remembered it as being real.” Beth smiled back at him.

“That’s what I thought. Thanks Tom.”

“If I can ask you something though, and no fooling around here, was it any good?”

“It was wonderfulr. Thank you.” and then she kissed him gently on the cheek.

“Good night, Beth I’ll see you both later.” Tom closed the door behind and waited as he herad the two young ladies on the other side moan in ecstasy one last time.

Beth threw the door open and glared at him.

“I told you I left a few surprises!” he beamed. A sentiment that was immediatly returned with a slamming door. ‘Good times,” he thought “Good times”