The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

It was hours later when Sheila’s dazed and confused body was removed from the erotic device that had been hypnotically ravishing her.

Her legs were shiny with tantalizing trails of lady lust that had run the length of her legs.

Barely conscious, and occasionally whimpering and twitching, the Fantas women who had seduced her now released her, and gently walked her back towards the village.

Seena grinned evilly when she saw the new Sheila; her skin now a similar shade of the caramel that made her look like a Fantas.

It was night now, and Thursday. The moon was still full and bright and the Fantas tribespeople were dancing once again around a bonfire.

Seena laughed as the three young girls who had seduced and converted Sheila were now leading her to one of the huts.

Heavy lidded and in deep sub space, Sheila obeyed wordlessly as she was led into the hut and pushed to her knees at the center of the room.

Around her in a circle were several young Fantas males with bodies like Australian male lifeguards.

They were naked, erect, and young, and Sheila’s clit twitched as she dimly realized what her role was to be for the rest of the night.

Their eyes shining with lust and excitement, they began to clap and chant as Sheila took one of the long hard cocks into her mouth and began to suck it, digging her fingernails into the young stud’s ass cheeks as she pulled him deeper into her mouth.

“Um, she grunted, giving herself over to the overwhelming eroticism that had been been ever increasing.

The young stud was excited, and came with a shout, and Sheila made a point of swallowing his hot spunk down her throat.

After only a moment another stud took his place, and Sheila also took his load into her throat.

By the fourth stud, she was now content to let them shoot their loads onto her face and tits, which she gleefully rubbed into her shiny skin.

Sheila lost track of the young boys after a while, if she had ever started counting in the first place.

When the last of them had been fantastically fellatio ed they gently lay Sheila down on her back, spreading her arms and legs.

They were stroking her body all over now. Hands were everywhere; stroking, touching, rubbing, caressing, massaging, bringing the sex besotted Sheila even deeper into erotic sex trance.

Now there was a mouth on her pussy, and one sucking her clit.

Or was it three mouths? What did it matter?

Sheila cried out in pleasure, bathing her young seducers faces in lady lust.

Peering through the window, Seena once again grinned evilly.

Although Sheila would climax all night, she would not be penetrated.

By Friday morning she would be in such a sexual stated that she would be open to almost any sexual suggestion.

As for herself, Seena leaned over and whispered into the ear of Sean, who had been standing next to her the whole time, lost in his own cloud of lust and desire.

Instantly his head drooped to his chest.

“Obey,” she cooed in his burning ears.

Not even waiting to take him back to her hut, Seena stripped quickly and lay on the ground, practically pulling Sean inside of her.

It excited her to know that Sheila was falling for Sean, and it excited her even more to know that she herself was fucking him while Sheila was being orally seduced only a few feet away, with nothing separating them but a wall of straw thatch.

She sighed aloud as she slid up and down on his erect member. The young American had a beautiful cock, thick and veiny and responsive, and Seena was half-tempted to keep him for herself, but that was not part of the plan.

Seena clenched her teeth, pulling Sean even deeper inside her. “Make it hurt,” she commanded, and her lusty lover cravenly complied, furiously thrusting into her with animal grunts and groans.

Seena bit Sean’s shoulder, digging her teeth deep. Chanting once again in the mystical language of her highly sexualized people, she knew that her enthralled lover would not consciously understand what was being said, but his unconscious mind would understand and eagerly accept the inherently bewitching and irresistible erotic instructions, instructions of obedience, submission, service to women, the way of the Fantas.

She wanted his cum inside her. She wanted him before Sheila, and she was going to have him.

The night was made for loving.

Prof. Jarvis looked around quizzically for his wife. This was the first time all week that he was actually curious for her whereabouts.

When he asked any of the villagers, they would just shrug their shoulders and giggle; as though they were privy to a sexy secret that he did not know.

The village seemed to be in a particular frenzy tonight, the chanting and drumming heavier and louder, yet he hardly seemed surprised to see Seena on top of Sean, riding him to satiety.

The line of young men outside the hut where Sean and Seena lay piqued his curiosity.

He gasped when he saw his wife being licked by a circle of young men and boys, men and boys who were crawling around his enthralled wife in a sensual circle; each one pausing to lick her pussy before moving on to let the next man have his taste.

“My word!” he said aloud, although no one was listening.

He realized that this was one of the ancient Fantas rituals of....conversion?

Jarvis opened his mouth to protest, but suddenly found his arms bound behind his back and a damp pungent cloth was plunged over his face.

“Mmmpph!” he struggled, but the liquid narcotic soaking the cloth was already fogging his mind and will.

Soon his eyes and limbs drooped, and he succumbed with a sigh into heavy drugged sleep.

The same three girls who had seduced his wife now giggled as they carried his unconscious body to one of the smaller huts.

They lay the sleeping older man down on a mat, then one of the girls lit a huge phallus shaped candle and left it beside him.

In a few moments a heavy grey cloud began to appear, and the girls’ eyes were glittering with excitement and triumph as they saw the Professor breathing it into his sleeping lungs.

The drugged candle would keep him in state of deep sleep, which was also part of the plan.

Meanwhile, back at the hut, Sheila was screaming in erotic orgasmic abandon, thrashing her head and crying out with no thought to decorum or discretion.

Sean and Seena were now climaxing as well, and as one.

As her dazed and tranced lover sank on top of her, she once again whispered erotic commands in his burning ears.

Sean’s eyes glazed even more as he slowly rose from her and walked in a dazed stupor back to his hut.

Seena smiled again. Tomorrow was the day.

Friday came early for Sheila, who found herself coaxed to wakefulness by a hard cock slapping her softly but firmly across the face.

Wordlessly, she rose, and followed the naked young man outside, where once again the three girls who had seduced Sheila earlier in the week now led her off into the woods again.

Sean too, found himself awoken with a pussy on his mouth, only he followed some Fantas men into the woods.

The would both spend the rest of the day in intensive training in the language, customs, and gender roles of the Fantas.

Meanwhile, the Professor snored heavily, oblivious to the erotic endeavors taking place to those around him.

It was hours later when he finally awoke, his head pounding.

Dazed and confused, he wandered out of his hut, only to find the village completely deserted.

The sun was setting. How long had he been asleep?

He tried to remember but all he could recall was..his wife.

Where was she? Where was Sean? Where was everybody?

Then he heard it. Off in the distance, deep in the jungle, he heard the sound of drumming.

Curiously, he followed it.

The journey into the woods was a difficult one, and the Professor was not a young man.

Soon he was panting, sweating, and covered in small cuts from the thick thorns and shrubs he was being forced to try and maneuver through in order to find his missing wife and prized pupil.

The drumming was getting louder now, so he knew that he had to be getting closer.

Jarvis could see some light in the distance, and knew he was getting closer.

Peering through the thick brush, he gasped as he realized what was happening.

Sheila and Sean were now garbed in traditional Fantas clothing, the oldest woman in the village chanting over the two of them as they knelt before her, eyes glazed and dreamy.

Jarvis was shocked to see that Sheila and Sean were both speaking Fantas now, as though it were their native tongue.

It was a Fantas wedding ritual!

“Stop!” he said, stumbling through the brush, only to be held back by two swarthy Fantas tribesmen.

“You are too late Professor,” Seena said, suddenly appearing from behind him. “The ritual is complete. Sheila and Sean are now married in the ways of the Fantas. Perhaps you would like to see the consummation?”

Before the Professor could respond, Seena called to Sean and Sheila in their new native tongue.

Instantly, Sean stood up and began to disrobe, Sheila leading him by his erect cock to a small raised stone altar.

He lay naked on top of it, and Sheila climbed on top of him.

“Sheila no!” the Professor cried, but it was no use.

He watched helpless as his wife began to slowly raise and lower herself on Sean’s cock.

“They are one of us now,” Seena said.

“But why?” the Professor protested, vainly struggling to escape.

“It’s quite simple really, Professor,” Seena said, using the title somewhat derisively. “You Westerners have exploited our culture for too long. When the ritual is done and you return to your country, Sheila will assume control of your estate, as well as all your personal belongings. She and her new husband will bring the artifacts you stole from my people in the name of “research” and return them to their rightful place.”

“Sheila will then act as a liaison between your college and my people. Your country has money and resources that we need.”

“What...what is to become of me?” the Professor said. “She is my wife!”

“She was your wife. Now Sean is her husband, lover, and slave. He shall serve her sexually in all the ways you never did, could, or wanted to in the first place. “

“You never noticed?” she continued. “All this week, her growing seduction and erotic immersion into our culture.

“And Sean. You never saw the look in his eyes, or the bulge between his legs?”

“I.,” was all he could say, for he knew her words were true.

“As for you, you can still serve the Fantas in a way that can redeem yourself.”

Nodding towards one of the males, Jarvis winced as the larger stronger Fantas male grabbed him by his face, squeezing his cheeks together until he forced open Jarvis’s mouth, pouring a hot white liquid down his throat.

Coughing and sputtering, the dazed Professor was released now, only to fall into the waiting arms of several laughing Fantas women.

His cock strained against his pants, which were soon doffed as well as his other clothes, leaving him naked, erect, and helpless, being pawed and ravished by the Fantas women.

The other tribespeople began to surround them now, shouting and clapping and cheering.

Jarvis moaned as he felt one of the Fantas women on top of him, while another was furiously forcing her pussy into his face.

He groaned, and came, only to find his cock quickly becoming erect again, as yet another Fantas woman climbed on top of him.

“Nooo,” he vainly protested, but it was too late, and too much.

“Fuck her! Fuck her! Fuck her!” Seena was shouting, her eyes gleaming wickedly in the moonlight.

Jarvis moaned louder as his cock spasmed once again. His heart was racing, but he was not given even a minute for rest.

Sheila and Sean were shouting too, but in the native tongue of the Fantas. Their original identities were fading just as Jarvis felt his heart failing.

“No, please, no more,” he begged, but it was no use. Another girl climbed on top of him, then another, until with a gasp, a wheeze, and a gurgle, the Professor’s eyes rolled up into his head, and his cock spasmed once more.

Moving quickly to his side, Seena took the dying man’s hand and forced a pen into it, scrawling his signature onto the document.

Dropping his hand, she could hardly contain herself as she saw Jarvis finally expire.

A great cheer went up from the crowd, and the celebration now cravenly culminated in an erotic orgy that engulfed the entire village.

Leading Sheila and Sean by their hands back to her hut, Seena reflected on the carnal culmination of her scheme.

She congratulated herself again for having been certified as a notary. The document the Professor had signed gave Sheila power of attorney over his estate.

She would use the Professor’s connections, money, and resources to spread the way of the Fantas among Americans.