The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Chapter 1

The door chimed as the last person left the store leaving the softly playing canned music the only sound drifting through the showroom for a moment. The racks of clothing obscured the front of the small store due to the inventory that far exceeded the shop’s interior space. A single mattress displayed one of the many bedding sets that the store carried stacked on shelves that pressed against the back of a TV display. A pair of mannequins stared blankly out the front window displaying the most recent fashions. Despite the cluttered mass of stock the store had a quaint, welcoming atmosphere to it.

Kyle walked down the winding main aisle toward the door checking to make sure that no customers were still in the store. With the limited lines of sight, it was necessary to do a brief walkthrough just to be certain.

“That’s the last one, Kim.” Kyle called towards the back of the store.

From the overstuffed stockroom with a small, scrawled note taped up reading ‘Lunch Room’, a petite brunette pushed through the single swinging door with a roll of paper towels and bottle of window cleaner in hand. “Did they actually buy anything? They were in here long enough to have examined everything we carry.”

“Not a thing. Did you get the sweaters unboxed that we got in this morning?”

“Unboxed, tagged, and on the bottom shelf just under those scarves,” Kim said as she began to clean the fingerprints from the glass on the front door. “And I shifted the tank tops to the clearance rack because I’m pretty sure we have seen the last of the warm weather.”

“Wow,” Kyle exclaimed. “Feeling a bit motivated?”

Kim stopped halfway through wiping the cleaner from the door. “Honestly now that I’m not taking a smoke break every half hour I’ve been able to get so much more done. I want to thank you for that.”

Kyle leaned around the end of a stack of hampers to look at Kim. “You’re welcome. I’m just glad you let me hypnotize you into quitting. I know you had tried cold turkey a few times and that just wasn’t working. Not to mention it was a nightmare to work with you every time you tried.”

Kim blushed slightly, “So you’re saying I was a bitch?”

“Well I wouldn’t say it in exactly those words, but you were less than pleasant.”

Kim moved from the door toward the mannequin display in the front window, “I can say that this has been the first time that I have actually felt good while not smoking. I don’t have the slightest desire to go smoke and after twelve years of smoking that’s saying something.”

“You started when you were what, thirteen?”

“Fourteen, thank you though,” Kim chuckled. “I still find it pretty strange that I went from two packs a day to nothing and stay clean. Its not like this was my first time trying to quit.” She started lifting the first mannequin’s arms taking off the blouse it was displaying.

Kyle looked over towards his co-worker, “To be honest it had a lot to do with the fact that you are incredibly responsive to hypnosis. Everyone responds a bit differently and to different degrees, but you go very deep.”

She paused with the new sweater halfway onto the mannequin, “What does that mean?”

Kyle leaned back against a wall and looked the brunette over, “Well it means that you take hypnotic suggestions as complete commands. It becomes your new reality. When I suggested that you did not need cigarettes in your life you took that as what you really wanted. I couldn’t make you do, see, or feel something that you didn’t want but you really did want to be able to stop smoking. Combined with how deeply you respond to hypnosis it meant that you were able to stop smoking as if you never smoked in the first place. It was no longer a part of you.”

Kim paused staring at the mannequin, “Does that mean that you can make me do other things?”

“Hey I just helped you stop smoking. I did not make you do anything else other than setting that pack of cigarettes down and being able to walk away from them.”

Kim stared silently at the mannequin without really seeing it. “Yeah I guess you’re right. Let’s finish this up and get out of here.” She turned and finished changing the mannequins while Kyle straighten up the other inventory and then counted out the cash drawer.

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” Kyle called to Kim as they got into their cars and left the parking lot.

Chapter 2

The afternoon wore on with only a few customers making their way through the store. A couple of quick purchases and they were gone. It had been an hour since the last shopper had come through the door and Kyle was finishing cleaning the TV display with the spare time that the lack of traffic had given him. He looked around to see where Kim had gotten to only to spot her working with the mannequins in the display window again. “Didn’t you just swap out their wardrobe yesterday?”

“Kind of,” Kim replied. “I just wasn’t happy with how they looked.” She paused and looked over at Kyle standing next to the TV’s. “Can I ask you something without it sounding too weird?”

Kyle chuckled, “I make no promises. What’s on your mind?”

Kim hesitated a moment, a slight color rising to her cheeks, “Never mind. Its stupid anyway.”

“Oh no. You don’t start something like that and get to just drop it. What were you going to ask?”

“You are just going to think its stupid, or worse think something is wrong with me so just forget it.” Kim turned and left the window display and started walking back through the store.

Kyle dodged past a clothing rack to cut her off before she made it to the back room, “Hey now. Since when have I ever thought there was something wrong with you? I mean I even accept the fact that you like One Direction?”

“They are a great band.” Kim glowered at Kyle’s smirk, “Fine, but you have to promise that you won’t freak out on me okay?”

Kyle let the smile fade from his face seeing the intense look on his coworker. It was pretty obvious that something was deeply troubling her, “Of course. Just tell me what’s on your mind and I will be completely open minded about it.”

“I want to be a mannequin,” Kim blurted out running the words together into one nearly unintelligible string. She paused and took a deep breath. She’d already started down this path she may as well get the rest out. “Okay. I got to thinking about what you said yesterday about how good I was with hypnosis. And I—I’ve had this fantasy,” Her words drifted off as she tried and failed to explain what was going through her thoughts.

Kyle looked at her wondering if she was teasing him or really serious. “So are you asking me to hypnotize you into being a mannequin for a bit?”

Kim looked to be on the verge of tears, “I told you it was stupid. You probably think that I am the most fucked up person you’ve ever met.”

“Whoa wait a minute there. I didn’t say anything like that and in fact you’ll notice I didn’t even say no.”

Kim slowly looked up trying to judge if Kyle was about to make fun of her or not. She waited a moment before replying, “So you don’t think its crazy? You’d actually do that for me?”

Kyle leaned back against the shelves behind him, “For a minute, let’s just say that I’ve used hypnosis for more than just weight loss and stopping smoking. There are some people out there that enjoy doing, how should I put this, not your everyday kind of things with it.”

“Why the fuck didn’t you tell me?” Kim shouted.

“See how long it took you to mention anything about it and you wondered if I would think that you were some kind of sick twisted person because of it? Yeah, well that goes both ways.”

Kim paused for a moment realizing that she had only been thinking about it from her point of view. “I guess I can see that. I mean if it hadn’t been such a fantasy of mine I guess it would sound pretty messed up. So does this mean you’ll do it? Make me a mannequin?” Kim looked up at Kyle hopefully.

He thought about it for a moment. “If I do there are rules. The first one being that you don’t say a word about this to anyone, understand?”

Kim tried to hide her excitement and failed, “Of course not. I could barely tell you and you are the one doing it. There’s no way that I’d ever say anything to anyone else.”

“I know but later on you may want to share what happened with others, but if you do just make sure you don’t mention names. Not everyone is quite as open minded. Second is that you will do what I say when I say it. If I say that its not a good time to play then you do not push that point, okay?”

“Why would I push something like that?” Kim asked slightly confused.

“How long has this been a fantasy of yours, Kim?” Kyle inquired looking firmly at the girl in front of him.

“Most of my life,” Kim admitted looking down. “It was something that started off with me wondering what it would be like to really sit down with my dolls as one of them. Then it kind of grew into mannequins from there because they were so life like. Its something that really kind of just got more intense. But I knew it couldn’t happen because it was just a fantasy and then when you said that I’m such a good subject for hypnosis...” Kim trailed off.

“... You saw the chance to live the fantasy,” Kyle finished.

“Yeah.”

“And with it being that important to you and that exciting you may want it more often than is good for you.”

“Okay,” Kim admitted. “I can see that. If it works then it really will be a dream come true.”

“We close up in an hour if you are wanting to try it soon I can take you under here just like we did before and see if you react just as well to immobilization commands as you did to the ones to stop smoking. Its nice and quiet with no roommates to disturb you.”

Kim nodded and went into the back room to grab the cleaning tote. ‘I might as well get a jump on this since no one is here,’ she said with a smile on her face. “This will give us more time once we’re closed.”

Kyle watched Kim nearly skip through the store towards the front to begin tidying up the displays. It was easy to tell just how thrilled she was at the prospect. What wasn’t quite so obvious was just how excited he was as well. There was a kinkier side to hypnosis that he was no stranger to although it was not something that those around him knew about or even suspected. Although he had a number of far more interesting encounters with women who shared his love of the erotic side of hypnosis he never would have thought that Kim would ever have fallen into that category. “Never judge a book by its cover,” he thought to himself.

Chapter 3

The stockroom had the feeling of organized chaos to it. To an outside observer it would appear as high stacks of random boxes. In reality each area was marked off for a particular type of inventory. Amongst the clutter there was a small area designated as the lunch room which shared the same area as the office. A desk next to a pair of filing cabinets was the office area while a tiny table and two mismatched chairs beside a small counter was the official lunch room. It was in these cozy confines that Kyle and Kim sat.

“Alright just lean back and relax for me,” Kyle said as Kim sat in the worn recliner that occupied one part of the lunch room. “Since you have gone under for me a number of times before this shouldn’t be any different. We are going to just go a bit deeper and add some new suggestions to bring out the mannequin in you.”

Kim fidgeted in the chair trying to calm herself from her excitement. “I’ll try. I’m so nervous though.”

“Just relax and you’ll do just fine. Its really no different than what we did before. Just a bit more in depth and obviously more intense,” Kyle said in a calm reassuring voice. “Unless you’ve changed your mind.”

“Oh hell no!” Kim exclaimed. “There’s no way we aren’t trying this. I just need to breathe and relax like always.”

Kyle smiled at her eagerness, “Don’t worry just let yourself calm down and relax. There’s no rush and no worries. You just breathe in and out and listen to my voice.”

Kim slowly let her breathing fall into the pattern she had been taught. She could feel her body beginning to relax as she listened to Kyle’s voice penetrating her mind.

“Drop Time Kimmie,” Kyle intoned watching the girl’s eyes slide closed as she heard her trigger spoken. The time taken previously to condition her to stop smoking worked perfectly to lead her down into a deeply suggestible state. “Can you hear me, Kim?”

“Yes,” Kim said slightly slurring the word as her subconscious mind formed the answer.

“Good girl. I want you to listen very carefully to my words. I want you to make my words a part of you. Do you understand?”

“Yes.”

“You want to be able to become a mannequin don’t you Kim?”

“More than anything,” Kim said, her words slightly clearer.

“I am going to make that happen but you have to listen and obey. When I say the phrase Mannequin Model Mold you will see and feel your body stiffen up and become plastic. You will not be able to move on you own but your body can be freely positioned and will hold whatever pose you are placed in. Do you understand, Kim?”

“Yes. Understand.”

“Good girl. Say, ‘I will become a mannequin.’ ”

“I will become a mannequin.”

“Again,” Kyle said smoothly.

“I will become a mannequin.”

Kyle spent the next hour drilling the commands and effects into Kim’s mind having her repeat them over and over. Each repetition of the phrase helped drive the reality of it deeper into her subconscious. Layer upon layer of commands were slowly but indelibly made a part of her actions when triggered. The outward appearance hiding what was really setting the stage for greater things to come. “..... And wake.” Kyle said finally.

Kim slowly opened her eyes blinking as they came into focus, “So how long was I out?”

Kyle chuckled, “You were under for about an hour. A bit longer than you are normally under for our anti-smoking sessions”

“An hour? It never seems like it’s that long at all. It goes by so quickly,” Kim exclaimed. She glanced at the old clock sitting on the small counter next to the beat up old toaster. “Holy shit it was!”

“A session where we are doing new things is always going to be a bit longer. Its nice to know that you didn’t feel like you were under for very long. That says a lot about the previous work we’ve done. Why don’t you stand up and stretch a bit and then we will see the results of our time.”

Rising slowly out of the chair, Kim raised her arms over her head and stretched slowly. “I’m so relaxed. I feel like I had a long nap. When are we...”

“Mannequin Model Mold.”

Kim suddenly froze in position with her arms well over her head and pushing up slightly on her tip toes.

Standing up and walking slowly around his immobile coworker, Kyle said, “Well I would say that it works well so far.” He examined her for signs of voluntary movement. It seemed that the only detectable movement was her slow, shallow breathing. If he was not looking for it, it could have easily gone unnoticed. He gently pushed on her shoulders easing her out of the tip toe position that he had caught her in. Next he slowly re-positioned her arms from above her head to one resting on her hip and the other in the air as if she was waving. Stepping back Kyle admired his display. He then moved in closer to examine his subject in close detail. Running a thumb along her lower lip Kyle slowly opened her mouth to make it appear as if she was talking to someone. Then with a bit of a grin he gently eased one of her eyes closed giving the impression that she was winking. “Well I would say that it is working very well wouldn’t you, Kim?”

Kyle waited to see if any reply was forthcoming from the frozen girl. “Release.”

Kim dropped her arms and slumped forward, “Holy fuck that is the hottest thing that I have ever experienced. I couldn’t move. I could see and hear everything but no matter what I tried I couldn’t move in the slightest. I felt you moving my arms and everything.” She spun and looked at Kyle. “I couldn’t stop you. Wow! I mean that was beyond incredible,” Kim rambled.

Kyle grinned, “So I take it this was what you were hoping for?”

“You have no idea. There just aren’t words. I was a fucking mannequin. Can you do it again?” Kim pleaded.

“Its getting late. Aren’t your roommates going to wonder where you are?”

“They don’t care where I am. Shelly is probably stoned and Rachel is at her boyfriend’s house. Please?”

“Mannequin Model Mold.”

Kim froze in position once more, hands folded together pleading. Kyle walked up to her and unlaced her fingers taking her right hand and resting it under her chin palm up and flat. Then he tried something new and gently squeezed her lips together into a pucker. He moved around behind her bending her slightly at the waist while keeping her upper body tipped up so she appeared to be blowing someone a kiss. He let his hands linger on her round ass as he finished positioning her lower body. Looking her over Kyle decided he wasn’t quite pleased with the overall effect and he knew that Kim wanted more of the experience as well. He gripped her shoulders easing them back more thrusting out her chest making it a much more inviting visual focus. Satisfied with the additional changes and feeling his own arousal building he walked over to the lone desk sitting by itself and took the receipts from that days business. “Might as well get the rest of this done,” He said trying to discreetly adjust his pants. He didn’t want to show Kim just how much her kink was effecting him.

A half hour later Kyle was finished and had put all the day’s paperwork away locking it in the store’s small safe. “Release,” he said casually freeing the brunette mannequin.

Kim slumped forward stumbling slightly as she came out of the held posture. She looked up at Kyle with flushed cheeks, “I gotta go.” She darted down the back hallway toward the store’s single bathroom.

Kyle raised a questioning eyebrow at Kim’s sudden reaction. A half hour wasn’t that long and she never took a lot of bathroom breaks during the day. His concern for his coworker piqued, he walked down the hallway. He was about to ask if everything was okay when the sounds coming from the other side of the thin wooden door answered all his questions.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” Kim’s voice could be heard even though it was obvious that she was trying to be quiet. Soft wet sounds could be heard accompanying Kim’s more vocal response.

Kyle quickly and quietly made his way back to the desk trying to find a comfortable position to sit in his rapidly tightening slacks. It wasn’t just the kink that had gotten to him, but the intense and passionate way Kim had reacted to it. It was going to be difficult to hide his arousal from her until he calmed down quite a bit.

Kim opened the door and came down the hallway, her cheeks flushed. She flopped down in the chair across from him looking exhausted. “I don’t know if I will ever look at a mannequin the same way again. I mean I always had this thing where I wondered what it would be like. I fantasized about not being able to move and being positioned by someone else, but now that I have been one it’s all different. You gave me a taste of it. I don’t know how to say this without freaking you out or sounding like a basket case but I’m addicted. I know what you did when you helped me stop smoking but I just didn’t realize what it would really mean to do this to me.”

Kyle listened to Kim’s admission as calmly as he could. He was far more pleased than he wanted to let on that she wanted more. “First off, I don’t think you’re crazy or a basket case. You got blindsided with your fantasy. It was even more than you thought it would be. Many people change their mind when they finally experience something that they have fantasized about for a long time. You grabbed it and ran with it. A definite sign of just how much this is a part of you.”

Kim looked up with shining eyes, “So what you are saying is that you are okay with doing this to me again? Maybe a bit more?”

“And just what more are you wanting? You’ve gotten to be your fantasy mannequin so what else are you wanting to be?” Kyle asked, wanting to know just how deep Kim’s kinks ran.

Kim looked up very seriously and began hesitantly, “I don’t want to screw up what we’ve done. I don’t want to make working together uncomfortable so if what I say is not for you just tell me and I will drop it and never talk about it again, okay?”

“Kim just spit it out. We’ve obviously walked down some pretty strange roads tonight and we are both still here and still talking, right?”

“Fuck it,” Kim sighed. “I want you to make me a rubber sex doll. And maybe, just kind of, use me?”

Kyle just stared openly at the brash and open statement.

“See, I knew it.” Kim said standing up. “You think I am some mental ward patient. I knew I shouldn’t have said anything.” She reached for her coat.

“Did I say anything? I certainly didn’t say no,” Kyle started off finally recovering from the shock of his coworker’s revelation. “Now I’m not going to say that its normal but I am going to say that its incredibly hot.”

Kim spun around looking Kyle dead in the eyes, “You aren’t fucking with me right? You think its hot?”

“Yes I think its hot and no I’m not fucking with you... yet.” Kyle teased.

Kim squealed and lunged forward wrapping her arms around the larger man. Kyle nearly fell over backwards from the unexpected force of her affectionate joy. “Hey now. Don’t kill me before we get to do anything. As much as you don’t want to hear this, we are going to have to wait until tomorrow to do something of that magnitude.”

Kim looked slightly deflated from the announcement but nodded. “Yeah its late and we do have to open this place up tomorrow.”

“And we have to talk about limits and expectations. Its great to get caught up in playing out your fantasy but we need to talk about how far you want to go and where to stop. Since you are going to basically be an object we are going to have to set those boundaries before we start because its not like you can say stop. No safe-word. So its more important than anything that we talk about expectations.”

Kyle’s calm clear words made Kim step back and think. “I want to be a rubber sex doll. I want my mouth open just like a doll’s mouth would be. Ummm yeah you can use that,” Kim said blushing. “My hands I always pictured kind of like mittens. My fingers together and my thumb free. Probably curved for, umm, stroking. My legs spread for easy access but please use a condom. I don’t think I’m ready for anal just yet. God how can you listen to me say these things and not react?”

Kyle laughed and moved his hands from his lap showing the distinctly tented front of his pants. “Oh I can promise you that I’m reacting. As much fun as getting you naked would be I think I will have you strip beforehand. Yes I can undress you while you are a doll but it will be so much easier to have you already naked.”

Kim nodded her face still bright red, “This is going to be the longest wait ever. I don’t know how I’m going to make it to tomorrow night.”

Chapter 4

Kyle watched as Kim cleaned the shelves for a third time, rearranging the new coffee makers into a pyramid as she desperately tried to not watch the clock ticking time slowly along. He had shifted the electronics display another three feet to the left putting up a new shelving panel much to Kim’s curiosity. Finally the last customer of the day left the store.

“I didn’t think she’d ever leave,” Kim said nearly bouncing up and down with excitement. “Is there a place in the back room that you had in mind to put me under?”

Kyle grinned at the hyper brunette, “No. We are going to do it right here on the bed.”

Kim’s mouth hung open and she froze in place with a look bordering on pure terror, “You can’t do that!” She exclaimed. “What if someone comes by window shopping? I don’t want to lose my job and I didn’t think you did either.”

“Go sit on the bed and tell me exactly what you see,” Kyle said calmly. “And no I wouldn’t risk getting fired no matter how enjoyable this might be.”

Kim walked over to the single bedding display and sat down on the mattress there. She looked towards the front of the store and stared straight into the expanded electronics display that Kyle had set up earlier. “I can’t even see the front of the store let alone outside. You had this planned all along.”

“Of course I did,” Kyle said casually. “This was going to be the most comfortable place and although I know you like the thought of being on display as a mannequin the real risk just isn’t worth it. Now are you absolutely sure that you want to do this? This is your last shot at backing out.”

Kim looked at Kyle with a raised eyebrow, “Oh sure let’s go ahead and back out of my absolute fantasy. This happens every day, finding out your coworker is a hypnotist that is into your deepest kinks and doesn’t judge you for them. I’m absolutely sure that I want this.” Kim turned and started taking her top off. Kyle watched as the petite girl stripped down to her undergarments. Turning around Kim displayed a nice even tan that had just begun to fade. She unhooked her bra and slipped it off her shoulders letting her firm breasts swing free. Although not overly large, on her small frame they looked bigger than they were. Hard thick nipples stood out from her dark areolas drawing Kyle’s eyes despite his attempts not to stare. Kim then slide down her panties exposing a perfectly smooth pussy. Not even the slightest hint of any hair could be seen. She crossed her arms under her breasts and looked up at Kyle self consciously.

Kyle stared for a moment before catching himself, “Okay just go ahead and lay down for me and we can begin. Mannequin Model Mold.”

Kyle’s command caught Kim unaware and she froze half way crawling onto the bed. He turned her the rest of the way onto her back with her arms and legs still frozen into the position she was in while crawling up the bed. He eased her legs down straight spreading them open revealing pussy lips already shining with moisture. “Now you can’t hide how aroused this makes you, can you?” Kyle asked the immobile doll lying on the bed. He slowly ran his fingers over her exposed lips spreading the juices and working his way up to her clit. Rubbing slowly over the sensitive bud of flesh Kyle spent a few moments increasing the sex doll’s arousal. He then moved up her body pushing her arms to the side, curling her fingers making it appear that she had something in them already. Unable to resist her tempting mounds of smooth tanned skin any longer he reached down to squeeze her breasts. Kyle slowly teased each rock hard nipple while massaging her warm yielding tits. He felt her breathing increase and it was obvious that despite her lack of expression she was extremely aroused.

“I’d say the little sex doll is enjoying this,” Kyle quipped as he continued kneading one breast while shifting his other hand to Kim’s pussy. He easily slipped a single finger inside her slick passage while his thumb once again taunted her clit. A slight quiver and a flood of juices was the only sign that she had just had a massive orgasm. The expression on her face never changed in the slightest. Slipping his drenched finger from the sex doll’s flooded pussy Kyle then turned his attention back to her nipples. He leaned down taking turns sucking and nibbling on each one enjoying how thick and perky they were. While continuing the sensual assault on her nipples Kyle let his hand trail back down between Kim’s spread legs. Alternating between pumping in and out of her pussy at varying speeds and stimulating her clit he soon had her lying in a virtual pool of juices. “Naughty girl. I think we are going to have to strip this display and change it out. Can’t have the customers wondering what caused this.”

Kyle slowly withdrew his hand from Kim’s red, soaked pussy and moved upward towards the head of the bed. He gently turned her head to the side opening her mouth forming it into a perfect ‘O’. “Time for me to sample this part of the dolly,” He said unzipping his pants and pulling them down to let his hard cock spring free. “This is a moment worth waiting for.” Slowly he pushed himself into Kim’s waiting mouth. Although there was no sucking sensation it was still an incredible feeling sliding into what was a living sex doll. He quickly began building up speed pumping in and out of her mouth knowing that after all the build up of using her he wasn’t going to last long. His realization was dead on as moments later he began squirting his pent up load into the doll’s mouth. He pulled back letting his still hard cock spring from past her lips. “Release.”

Kim shot upright cupping her hand over her mouth catching the stream of saliva and semen that was leaking out of the side of it. She swallowed coughing slightly and looked at Kyle with bright, shining eyes. “Oh. My. God. I don’t know if anything will ever top that. I don’t even know how many times I came. I was there but there wasn’t a thing that I could do to stop it or make it go faster or anything.” Kim panted out each word still obviously trying to recover from her experience. “I was utterly helpless and at your mercy. I didn’t know what you were going to do next and I couldn’t even moan.”

“So I can safely say that you enjoyed yourself?” Kyle asked enjoying watching the now very animated girl try and explain everything she was feeling.

“Hell yes I did. And I enjoyed every last thing you did to me. I want to thank you so much for giving me this.”

“Well I can’t say I didn’t enjoy it myself,” Kyle chuckled. “It was incredible.”

Kim looked over at Kyle with a wide grin, “When can we do it again?”