The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

A secret government facility, in the Ozarks

Jill Wren had just turned 32. She was a brilliant research scientist in the field of bio-chemistry.

She was plain in appearance, but a good sized-bust She was a virgin. She’d just never been good at social interactions. She’d had one male lover and three female ones.

Her male lover Sergi Orlov was a Russian scientist, and he’d insisted on fucking her asshole.

She acquiesced and despite all that one might say about the matter she found it ‘agreeable’.

Her longest relationship was seven months, that was with a girl who was seven years junior to her, whilst she was a tutor at university and the girl was one of her professor’s students

That was Liz Hawley. Liz was the ‘aggressor’.

Liz seemed to have everything. She looked like a model, was a brilliant student, and her parents were rich

But… that lead to her assuming everything was for her enjoyment.

It came as a big surprise for Jill to run into Liz at the assembly area in Tulsa.

Both women had a massive cry. This was so traumatic… the end of life on the planet.

To be told you were one of the lucky ones… the few… who would survive…

It was such a guilt trip.

The two sat with each other on the bus as they drove to the secret location… a massive military presence to escort them

Jill couldn’t look out of the window,… knowing that every single face she would see would be dead within a week.

The place they were going to was going to keep them safe (unless the asteroid made a direct hit upon them). They were going to go underground and would, very likely never return to the surface in their lifetimes

The ‘hall’ to which they arrived in—the busses all could drive in, was massive.

An intercom told them to get off the bus.

Jill continued to hold Liz’s hand, for comfort

There was a great buzz around.

“Hey… have you noticed?” Jill asked

“What?”

“Almost all women…”

“What? No!” Liz said but as she looked around it was true

Almost every face they saw was a young woman.

A female officer spoke “Ladies, please!” she said and everyone quietened down

“You were all given a pass” she said and she held it up. Jill took hers out

At the bottom is a number. All those ending in “843” would you please make your way into the shelter, following your ‘guide’

There was a male there holding up a sign “843”.

About twenty women peeled off from the group and followed him in

“All those with the number ending 915… “ the woman said “Would you please follow your guide….”

“That’s me” Jill said

“Me too!” Liz gushed… Jill was so glad to still have a familiar face

They followed in the next heard of women, a male with a sign “915” on it

Jill had to look around and count. “Twenty” she said to Liz

“What?”

“There’s twenty of us…”

“Oh?” Liz said not really caring. She was more concerned carrying the large bag she had brought. Jill had her backpack which was much more sensible

Jill, and the others entered the shelter proper, through a very large blast door.

Once inside there was a small chain of electric trolleys, and a ‘car’ at the front

There was a woman in an organ paper suit sitting at the controls. The man with the sign stepped onto the vehicle behind her and he turned back tot he woman “Please, get on board

“What about out baggage?” someone asked

“There’s room” he snapped

The women got onto the carts and they were towed, like a toy electric train by the vehicle with the man and the woman in the paper suit.

They sped along actually quite briskly

And then Jill noticed side tunnels.

Then they turned off a side tunnel and they seemed now to be going downhill

They travelled for some time at speed and Jill estimated that they’d gone about there and a quarter miles into the mountain fastness

They drew to a stop.

“This is us” the man said

“Where are we?” the woman who’d complained asked

“This is our assigned domicile” he said. “Oh, and ladies… “ he added “My name is Simon Bolivar”

“Like the revolutionary?” a woman asked

“What?” he asked

“The rev…” and she stopped as she realised that this young muscular man hadn’t been chosen for his brains

He seemed annoyed “As I said…” he continued “This is our domicile”

“Our what?”

“We will live here?”

“What all of us and you?” another woman laughed

“Please…” Another woman in an orange paper suit came out “Would you all come with me?”

“I will not” the complaining woman said

The rest however decided to follow the instructions given… for now….

“You act like you know her?” Jill said as they passed her standing there defiantly to the man

“I think that’s Davina Madison” Liz said

“Who?”

“She was a champion track athlete” Liz said

“Oh…”

Jill had to wonder why she and the others had been chosen. It would seem logical… for the fate of humanity…. that young, fir, intelligent, fertile men and women by chosen.

They all passed through what might otherwise look like a normal house…

It had ‘windows’… these were cleverly made LED screens made look like windows and… projecting an ‘outside’ so it gave the appearance you were on the surface and could see a green countryside just outside the window

There was a large kitchen and dining area. And they saw sleeping arrangements.

Jill stopped at the door and looked in

There was a very large bed in the middle, and the rest of the room had bunk beds

“Please, this way” the woman said seeing Jill had paused.

The women were in a large amenities. There was a row of toilets on one side… showers along another wall

“No petitions!” Liz said as Jill caught up with her

“No… I don’t like this…” Jill said “You should see where they want us to sleep….”

“I heard them call it the harem…” Liz said

“What?” Jill gasped

“Now, ladies” the woman said as she produced a large box “I have here a vitamin supplement” she said “All of you are required to take it…”

As she said that she walked around offing the box

Women took out a red pill as it was presented to them

“Take it?” a woman asked

“Yes… now…” she said as she continued to hand them out

“What are they for?” one asked

“Stability” she said with a wry smile

Jill took hers but then as she swapped hands it fell to the floor and then rolled straight into a drain—gone,

“I…” she began but felt silly about it

“Don’t worry” Liz said as she took her own.

Davina came into the room to join them. She had a kind of dazed look about her.

“Now ladies” the instructor said “My name is Helen and I am your instructor… good morning”. She had an English accent Jill thought this odd—“Isn’t this place just for Americans?” she thought to herself.f But Helen was a naturalised American

“Good morning Helen” everyone said in chorus

Jill was surprised by the uniform response.

“The pill….” Helen explained, though none was really necessary “Is for stability…. we’re going to be down here an awful long time…”

She looked at Liz who had joined the chorus

“Now… if you take off your clothes and shower” Helen said “Then the Master can inspect you all…”

“Master?” Jill thought…

She turned to look around, and women tot he left of her, women tot he right… all began to sedately undress… even Davina who had previously been vociferous about her opinions

“Liz?” Jill asked “What are you doing?”

“I am undressing” she said in a monotone “I need to shower so the Master can then inspect me…”

“Liz…?” Jill gasped “What’s wrong with you?”

“I am undressing…..” she said again without changing tone.

Jill turned to Davina

“I am undressing” Davina said in a monotone “I need to shower so the Master can then inspect me…”

Helen came up to Jill “is there a problem?”

“Er… no…” Jill smiled and began to undress

Helen eyed her warily

The woman all made their way to the showers and stood in small groups under each shower head

The shower burst to life and the woman giggled like giddy girls. Some found sponges and soap and washed. Others just let the warm waters wash over them

Slowly some women began to wash others in the group

Jill jumped as Liz suddenly brought a sponge to her crotch

Liz washed Jill between her legs. Jill stood there dumbfounded.

It was not all that uncomfortable but it was so… odd

Only Jill saw no sparkle of emotion in Liz’s face as she performed this intimate act on her.

The water turned off

All the women turned and went over to towels hanging

Jill saw Helen watching her and she skipped over and got a towel too

They dried themselves

“Attention” Helen said

Simon entered and all the women stood at attention… Jill noticed none were making any effort to cover themselves

“I am Simon” he said “You Master”

“Yes, Master” they all (but Jill)l said in unison

“We will live here together in this domicile” he said “We will survive here… and our children… or maybe even out grand-children will return to the surface and rebuild life there”

“Yes, Master” they all (but Jill) said

“So you have all been chosen for me… and you will all have my children”

“Yes, Master”

“And you must take the red pill every month… without fail” he said

“Yes, Master…”

“Now…you…” he said pointing to someone

“Yes, Master?”

“Step forward”

“Yes, Master” she said

“What is your name?”

“Linda, Master” she said

“Turn around and bend over”

“Yes, Master” she smiled

He undid his pants, pulling his cock out he pushed unceremoniously into her

“Ow” she gasped. She wasn’t wet and it hurt a little

“You’re so fucking tight” he gasped

“Oh, yes….fuck me, Master” she sighed

He began to hump her

Jill watched in horror

“Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!” she moaned as they fucked right in front of everyone.

She had no shame. All she wanted to do is be used to pleasure her Master.

She grew moist quickly.

She felt so soft and warm… her tight pussy was amazing.

“Oh, God” he cried “I”m going to come”

“Yes, Master….please……” she moaned and came as soon as his come hit her cervix

Jill jumped. She noticed Helen was right on her, having watched her with suspicious eyes

“This one isn’t slave!” Helen pronounced loudly.

“What?” Simon gasped as he did his fly back up (and Linda resumed her place)

“Huh…?” Jill gasped “No… what?”

“She’s not slave!” Helen cried pointing her finger at her

“No… ? What….?” Jill gasped

She turned to Liz “Help me, Liz…. please”

“You are not slave!” Liz cried and pointed her finger at her

“You are not slave” another woman said, raising her finger in accusation

‘Grab her” Simon said

Suddenly before Jill could move a half dozen hands were on her

“Get her a pill” Simon snapped

“Yes, Master” a woman said and ran to the box of pills

“You will take your pill” he said, “And assume your role…”

“No… please… don’t do this…” Jill cried

“Help me, Liz… please” she begged again… hoping Liz’s familiarity with her would help

“Take the red pill” Liz said. Liz had no care for Jill.

“Take the pill” another woman chimed in

“Take the pill” four women all said at once

Soon it became a chant… “Take the pill! Take the pill” all the woman cried together over and over again

The woman with the pill came forward

“No… I …” Jill cried and suddenly clamped her mouth shut

A hand came over her nose and pinched it

She tossed her head violently and got in a breath before hands held her head fast and the other hand came back onto her nose and pinched her nostrils

“Nn-nnnn-nnnnn” Jill cried as she tired to breath

Suddenly she opened her mouth

Someone pushed the pill in and they forced her mouth closed

“Nnn-nnnn” she cried as they held her nose again

“Swallow it” Davina said

“Swallow it” Liz said

Suddenly, Jill gulped

In an instant the hands released her

She felt a kind of cloud come over her eyes. The colours seemed to dull.

“What?” she tried to think….

“I am your Master” Simon said

“Yes!” she gasped relieved; it seemed to give her a mental path out of her mire… it made sense “You are my Master” she said

“Suck my cock” he said

“Yes, Master….” Jill said as she sank to her knees in front of him, and in front of them all

She gladly sucked his cock

Afterwards Jill went to her bunk assignment. She lay down, her naked body opening as her fingers touched her

In the main bed the Master fucked a couple of women

Every night two, three or four women were rostered to the main bed to fuck Simon and the rest watched from their bunks, masturbating as they watched

Jill loved it when she was rostered to the main bed… even when she was heavily pregnant she adored making love with Simon

Epilogue

Over the years Jill produced for her Master four kids. That was the average. For 20 women, that was a lot of pregnancies

The women continued their monthly pill taking. The pills never ran out as another level there was a factory that made more of them.

Of the 86 kids Simon fathered they were all cross-matched and found suitable partners from the other families.

Girls took the pill and submitted to their husbands.

In 75 years after ‘the Event’ the air was tasted and found to be passable.

Angela, who happened to be a descendant of Simon and Jill, and already on her 6th pregnancy, (she was now in her seventh month) was one of the first to discover that the air was now tolerable. She reported to her Master (husband) George and he convinced a council the men.

They decided to start an attempt to restore the biosphere

Banks of seeds had been stored and these began to be sown

Drones were sent out to sow seeds further afield

Some fish species were found to have survived.

For the rest of the planet, the sun’s light hit desolation

Over time life returned to the surface.

Plants, animals, people.

The world would live again

A council of men decided the women should, for the sake of stability, continue to take the pill.