The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Terri and Jenni Fuller both had a lot to celebrate. Within the last week, the very intelligent and driven twenty two year old Terri had graduated college a few years ahead of schedule with a master’s degree in Finance and had already landed a great job with a successful but still small hedge fund. Her boss had generously given her two weeks to spend some time with her family. But she only half-jokingly warned Terri to be ready when she came back because that was when the real world work and long hours would start for her. Her younger sister Jenni had just graduated high school yesterday afternoon. There is a little over four years between the two young women, but they have grown up as close as twins.

Although it was a beautiful, breezy and sunny Saturday, the girls had decided to spend the day inside shopping the best and biggest mall in their hometown. Having successfully “defeated” the first floor level of the mall and after securing their booty in Terri’s brand new, white Jeep Grand Cherokee, (thank you big advance check, ha haa) their plan was to rest and re-charge with a good lunch before challenging the second and third floors of the mall. They would be victorious!

Surprisingly, while the mall itself was as busy as it was every weekend with literally hundreds of shoppers and every restaurant in the food court had lines of people waiting, the new, self-contained pizza shop called “Ye Old Movie and Pizza Factory” the girls had decided to check out had surprisingly few customers.

“Oh Sssuu...wweeett!! This is great, sis. We get to try a new restaurant, watch old movies, chill out AND we get a big, private corner booth too! This is perfect!”

Jenni said as she happily made a bee-line for the corner booth on the resteraunt’s right side.

“Ooo... kaay. I guess we’ll take the booth.”

Terri said, smiling at the petite but attractive hostess that was steering them to a table closer to the bar and a better view of all four large screen televisions. They were playing the original black and white Boris Karloff “Dracula” on the screen over the bar, the original “Jaws” on a second screen on the far wall opposite the bar, the Robert Downey Jr. version of “Sherlock Holmes” on a third screen over the left hand corner booth and the Colin Farrell remake of “Total Recall” on the screen over their booth.

Practically skipping to the table, Jenni slid into the seat and kept sliding until she was seated at the center of the table and facing the restaurant with the wall behind her as if the table were a throne and she was a princess surveying her kingdom. She had dropped her purse and already fished out her phone by the time Terri slid into position next to her.

“So, how are you ladies doing today? Can I get you something to drink while you check out the menu?”

Taking a quick look at the very attractive girl’s nametag, Terri answered.

“Thank you..., Karri. Yes, I’ll take a large ice tea and she’ll have a Mountain Dew with half ice.”

“Coming right up.”

As Karri turned and headed for the bar, Terri’s eyes lingered on the tight, black jeans Karri was wearing and how they hugged her ass jjuuusstt right.

“Uuhh, Eeeww!! Will you please NOT ogle the pretty, young waitress, sis. I mean, seriously? She can’t be more than a year or two older than I am.”

Terri turns to face her little sister and laughs at the expression on her face. While her expression was set firmly somewhere between loving acceptance and being totally grossed out, Terri knew that Jenni absolutely loved and accepted her big sister no matter what. So did their parents. The memory of the night she “came out” to them three years ago quickly flashed thru Terri’s mind. She smiled warmly to herself as she remembered how quickly they got over the surprise and told her that they absolutely accepted her as the person she was and that all they wanted was for her to be happy. That, of course, they supported her and always would no matter what! She smiled when she remembered how fast and how tight her little sister had jumped up and hugged her. She laughed as she thought about what Jenni told her after the hug.

“So, this means we WON’T be fighting over cute guys, right sis?”

They looked at each other and laughed like loving sisters do. Terri has always loved Jenni so much. They were as much friends as they were sisters.

“Yeah, you’re right. Sorry sis. She’s just so damn cute and sexy.”

Jenni takes a moment to actually look at Karri as she comes back toward them, drinks in hand. Jenni figured the redhead stood about five feet, five inches tall. She had the typical redhead’s green eyes and pale complexion. Her tight, long sleeve, Ye old Movie and Pizza Factory tee shirt definitely made her ample chest stand out. Jenni guessed she had to be a 34—36C. While Jenni wasn’t gay, she did like to guess a woman’s chest size. She never has figured out how she developed that... odd habit, but it was a game she definitely kept to herself. She laughed to herself when she thought about the fact that as she had gotten better at it, it had only encouraged her to keep going. Hell, it was pretty much an automatic thing for her now.

“I’ll take your word for it, Terr. I mean, yeah, she’s pretty and all. But, just the idea of... you know... with a girl instead of a guy? I... I just can’t go... there.”

They both laugh as Jenni very deliberately looks down at her sister’s skirt.

“Ha haa. You’re funny sis. And ssooo subtle too. Well, at least Mom can breathe a little easier knowing she only gave birth to one freak!“

“Hey, stop that! You are NOT a freak, sis!! There’s nothing wrong with you being a lesbi...”

Just a step too late, Jenni goes quiet as Karri puts their drinks and straws on the table. Karri smiles as she grabs her notepad.

“Ssoo, are you lovely ladies ready to order?”

As Terri buries her face in her hands and tries to disappear, Jenni smiles at Karri and without skipping a beat picks up the menu and starts to scan thru the new restaurant’s offerings.

“Yes we are. We... will have... two orders oooff... yeah, there they are, we’ll have your mild chicken wings with honey mustard sauce. Aaannndd... we will have... tthhheee large... Mega-mix with extra sauce. That’s your version of Pizza Hut’s Supreme pizza, right? Yeah, that sounds good. Terr?”

“Yes. Great. Thank you.”

Terri keeps herself safely hidden in her hands as she responds.

Karri reaches over and puts her hand on Terri’s shoulder.

“I hope I’m not sticking my nose where it doesn’t belong, uhh..., Terri, is it? But, she’s right. There’s nothing wrong with being a lesbi.”

After a moment of total surprise, Jenni laughs out loud in the nearly empty pizza shop as Terri turns EVERY shade of red, starting at the lightest pink, then coral, rose and crimson and continuing on to ruby and garnet, before finally coming to a stop at a deep red wine.

Terri pulls her face out of her hands, brushes her long, black hair behind her ears and out of her face and looks up to see the sexy redhead smiling at her and holding her hand out.

“Hi. I’m Karri.”

The stunned look on her sister’s face as she shakes Karri’s hand causes Jenni to laugh even louder and harder.

“Oh God, Terr!! I wish I had this on video!”

Terri turns toward Jenni and shoots miniature, solid steel daggers at her from her eyes then turns back to Karri.

“T-Terri. Terri Ann Fuller. Hello..., Karri. Nice to... m-meet you.”

“Hello. It’s very nice to meet you Terri. As much as I hate to say hi and leave, I’d better go put your order in. It takes a while to cook the pizzas, you know.”

The redhead starts toward the kitchen, gets about halfway then stops abruptly. Standing right in the middle of the restaurant, she turns back to face the sisters.

“Oh, yeah. Just so you know, Terri. I’m twenty three and I don’t have a girlfriend..., at the moment anyway. If it makes any difference.“

Jenni erupts into laughter as she looks at her big sister. The same big sister that’s always so in control of herself and simply loses it as Terri tries to crawl inside her dark purple, button down blouse and disappear.

As Karri turns and heads to the corner of the bar and the register to enter their order and going unnoticed by all three of them, another customer smiles a rather predatory grin as she looks at the sisters with a glint in her own dark blue eyes. The very beautiful and deeply tanned Miranda Winters stands five feet, nine inches tall. Her long, straight, black hair easily hangs over the back of her stool. Her burgundy, v-neck lace blouse not only emphasized her dark tan but drew your eyes to her large 34E breasts. She wore a single pair of diamond teardrop earrings that matched the large, diamond pendant that fell seductively between her large breasts on a long, gold chain. She also wore a Bvlgari diamond ring in a gold band on her left hand and a large Bvlgari sapphire ring set in an equally expensive platinum band on her right hand. She wore a women’s Maillon De Cartier watch on her left wrist and a Bvlgari Serpenti Viper bracelet on her right wrist. Her expensive, black silk skirt stopped at her knees and only inches above her black, suede knee high boots with three inch heels and her sheer, black nylons. After ordering another red wine, Miranda smiled at the bartender, grabbed her purse, dropped a fifty on the bar, stood up, walked over and sat down at Terri and Jenni’s table as if they were waiting for her. Jenni reacts first.

“Uhh, excuse me? I think you have the wrong table.”

Setting her glass of wine on the table, Miranda calmly looks at Jenni.

“Be quiet and sit still, girl. I’ll get to you in a minute.”

Sitting in the dark pizza shop, Jenni easily notices when the woman’s eyes start to... glow. A heartbeat later, she feels a strange sensation almost like a buzz in her mind that causes her to instantly go quiet. A chill runs down her back as she quickly realizes that she can’t speak or move at all! She sits there stiff and unmoving, looking like a statue as she stares straight ahead. She is still fully aware of what’s happening.

‘Oh, I do so love this part!’

Thinking to herself, Miranda sits calmly and smiles as she watches Jenni fall completely under her control. While she has never figured out where her unbelievable but very real... ability came from or even exactly how it works, she definitely enjoys using it to turn hot, sexy young women into her mindless, obedient and devoted slaves.

“Jenn? Jenni..?! Hey sis, what’s wrong...?! JENNI!?!”

Getting no response from her younger sister, Terri turns to face the unknown woman that has so blatantly invaded their space and seemingly done something to her sister.

“I don’t know who the hell you...”

Still smiling, Miranda calmly looks into Terri’s eyes.

“Be quiet, sit still and look at me, girl.”

Experiencing the same strange sensation in her mind, Terri instantly goes quiet, freezing in place just like Jenni did. She stares helplessly into the woman’s eyes as a chill just like the one that ran down Jenni’s back runs down her own.

When Terri sees Karri coming back to their table, she relaxes knowing that Karri will definitely notice that something is wrong when she and Jenni both fail to respond to her and she’ll also wonder about the unknown woman now sitting at their table.

“Hey Terri. I just wanted to... oh, uhh... hi? Terri, you didn’t tell me you were waiting for someone.”

Miranda smiles an almost... evil grin at Terri before turning her attention to Karri.

“Be silent, girl. You will listen and you will obey. You will address me only as Mistress and except for bringing their order to the table, you will ignore us completely and focus your attention on your other customers. You will not notice anything that happens at this table. But you will come to me when I call for you. Do you understand me?”

Feeling the same strange sensation in her mind, Karri also goes stiff and silent. But, unlike the sisters, after a long moment, she takes a deep breath, shakes her head and relaxes. She smiles and answers Miranda in her normal, upbeat tone of voice.

“Yes, Mistress! I understand.”

“Good girl. Now leave.”

“Yes Mistress! I obey!”

Karri turns and moves to check on her other tables, totally ignoring Terri, Jenni and the unknown woman she just spoke too.

Miranda turns back to Terri. She smiles as she takes Terri by her chin, kisses her and looks right into her eyes.

“First, you will address me only as Mistress from now on. Second, you may speak freely, but you will do so only in a low voice and you will not try to leave or draw any attention to us. You and your pretty, little friend here are both completely under my control and you will obey my every command. And to make certain you understand AND believe me, I want you to unbutton your blouse, pull your bra down and show me your tits right here and now. Do you understand me, girl?”

Confused and scared by the bizarre and utterly unbelieveble but frighteningly real situation she has found herself and Jenni in, Terri tries as hard as she can to scream. She tries desperately to resist as she helplessly obeys this unknown woman’s commands and unbuttons her blouse right there at the table to reveal both her dark red, lace bra and then her full, firm 36D breasts for all to see. She answers in a low voice.

“Y-yes... Mistress! I understand. Who... who are you? What do you want with us? P-please don’t do... this!”

Miranda takes another sip of the surprisingly good wine as she sits back, smiles and appraises the first of her two new slaves. She licks her lips as she looks at the beautiful young woman sitting before her. When they entered the restaraunt and walked right by her sitting at the bar, Miranda could tell that Terri Ann Fuller stood about five feet, seven inches tall. Her straight, black hair isn’t as long as Miranda’s but still runs past her shoulders. She has bright, blue eyes and a dark tan as well.

“Mmm. You are a very pretty girl and you have very nice tits. You should make a very satisfying new slave.”

“S-slave?! We are NOT your slaves! Wh-who ARE you?!”

“Yes, you are. Both of you are mine now. In a few more minutes, you will both be my truly loving, deeply devoted and absolutely obedient slaves.”

Terri knows that this is wrong! She knows that whoever this woman is and whatever she’s planning is very bad for both her and Jenni, but she can already feel her resistance fading. It’s almost as if she... wants to obey her?! Somehow knowing that she’s already her slave, Terri struggles to fight for Jenni. She struggles to save her little sister.

“S-sister, Mistress. She’s my little sister. PLEASE!! Please let her go!! I’ll be your slave if you let her go, Mistress, I-I beg you! I’ll do anything you say! Please! She’s only eighteen!”

Miranda laughs and looks over at the still silent and unmoving Jenni and licks her lips.

“Mmm! She’s your sister? Knowing that makes this even more delicious. And she’s only eighteen? I am definitely keeping you both now! I was already picturing her as my sexy, new pet and that was before I knew she was your sister or her age.“

Looking back to Terri, Miranda takes her by the chin and looks deep into her eyes. She smiles as she pulls Terri’s face close and kisses her. Breaking the kiss, she whispers into Terri’s ear.

“Mmm. You taste good, slave. When I tell you to, you will quietly slide under this very tacky and cliche’ red and white table cloth, get under the table, get on your knees and move into position between your sister’s legs. You will slide that very sexy, short, baby blue skirt she’s wearing up around her waist and out of your way, you will push her panties aside and you will eat your little sister’s pussy until you make her cum! You will swallow it all and you will keep eating her out until I tell you to stop. Do you understand me, slave?”

“Mistress, please!! She’s not a lesbian. Don’t make me do this. Not... not to my own sister. Please Mistress, I-I beg...”

“Silence slave. You will obey! Relax, your sister will be a lesbian... soon enough. You will obey me and you will eat your sister’s pussy. Do you understand me, slave?“

“Yes, Mistress! I understand and will obey!”

Terri’s entire body goes cold as she instantly and very... vividly pictures herself not only on her knees and under the table in a public restaurant, but sees herself eating her little sister’s pussy. And doing it because a total stranger commanded her to! She silently begs for help she knows isn’t coming.

‘Oh God! Please, no! This can’t be happening! Somebody help us, PLEASE!?!’

She looks into her Mistress’s eyes knowing that she will obey the instant she commands her too.

Unaware of her slave’s inner struggle, Miranda continues.

“Good girl. Now, listen closely. I want you to go sslloowwllyy. I want you to teach little Jenni here how to truly satisfy a woman. Don’t just use your tongue, use your lips, teeth and your fingers. Instruct her. Teach her what she needs to know, slave. Your little sister is my new pet and she will have to know how to please and satisfy me! Do you understand me, slave?“

Terri looks at her Mistress. And just that quick, she does understand! She is hers now. She knows it! She can feel that her strength, her resistance, her free will, her very individual self have all faded into utter submission. She is a slave now. She is her Mistress’s devoted and obedient slave!

“Yes, Mistress, I understand. I am happy to teach my sister how to satisfy you, Mistress!”

Miranda looks into Terri’s eyes and smiles a smug, satisfied grin as she recognizes the expression on her face. She knows that Terri is now truly hers. She kisses her again.

“Do it, slave. Give your straight, little sister her first lesson on how to satisfy a woman!”

“Yes, Mistress! I obey!”

With that, Miranda’s slave bows her head to her new owner and slides under the table, moving into position between Jenni’s legs. As Terri moves into place, Miranda herself slides over until she is right next to Jenni. She smiles and takes a moment to look at her beautiful, sexy new pet. Jenni Marie Fuller is shorter than her sister, standing five feet, two inches tall. Her blonde hair reaches her waist. She has bright, blue eyes, a dark tan and much larger 34DD breasts.

“Listen to me, my pet. You will address me only as Mistress. You may speak quietly. You may move as... needed, but you cannot leave this table and you cannot yell or signal for help. You will do nothing to draw attention to us, do you understand?”

“Yes, M-mistress. I u-understand and... will obey.”

“Good girl. Now, look at me. I want to see your face when your sister starts eating your pussy. I want to look into your eyes as you realize that your first lesbian experience is not only in a public place, but is with your own sister!”

Jenni turns her head and looks directly into her Mistress’s deep, hauntingly blue eyes. She can already feel her own strength, her resistance, her very self identity fading as well.

“Yes, Mistress. I obey.”

Smiling, Miranda simply sits back and waits to see her new pet’s reaction the first time she feels another woman’s tongue on her pussy. The sudden, deep breath and the tale tell change of expression on Jenni’s face tells Miranda exactly what’s happening under the table. Amused with herself, she slides closer to Jenni, takes her by the chin, kisses her and starts talking to her in a whisper.

“Close your eyes and listen to me, my pet. I want you to listen to me while you pay close attention to what your sister’s doing to you right now. Because after she makes you cum, you will get under this table and you will eat my pussy! Understand me, my pet?“

“Y-yeesss, Mmiiiss... treesss. I... mmmm... un-under... ssstaand. I will... ooohhbey!”

Even knowing that this woman is literally controlling her and Terri, Jenni also knows she can no more resist or disobey her than Terri could. She can’t believe what is happening to them. Jenni closes her eyes and leans back against the booth’s soft, leather seat as she struggles to accept that her strong, independent, older sister is now apparently nothing more than a broken and obedient sex slave to some woman that just sat at their table. She struggles to hold onto her sense of self as she struggles even harder to not... enjoy what Terri is doing to her.

‘Ooohh God!! NO! I-I CAN’T... be enjoying this!! I... mmmm.... no, please. This is ssooo wrong!! I’m not a lleess... bian! I am DEFINITELY not in... into... incceeessst! Ooohh God! I... will NOT orgasm to being eaten out by my own ssiiiss... tteerr! Mmmm... ooohh... nnooo! I’m... I’m gonna... ccuuummm!! Oohh... ffuuucckk!!’

Acting on pure reflex, Jenni reaches under the table and grabs Terri’s head with both hands and pulls her face tight against her pussy as she cums! She knows exactly what she’s doing, but she just can’t stop herself as she helplessly grinds her pussy into her sister’s face as she rides out the most satisfying orgasm she has ever experienced!

Miranda laughs out loud as she watches Jenni so obviously enjoy both her first lesbian AND incestuous sexual experience. She can see in her eyes that Terri has indeed given her sister a powerful and very satisfying orgasm! Miranda takes Jenni by the chin, looks into her eyes and kisses her again.

“Well now, I would say that you enjoyed that very much, didn’t you, my pet? Did you enjoy being eaten out by your own sister?!”

Jenni looks into her Mistress’s eyes. She knows with the same certainty that she has ever known anything that she is now as much her devoted and obedient slave as Terri is. Her very beautiful and powerful Mistress owns her now, body, mind and soul!

“Yes, Mistress! I enjoyed being eaten out by my sister. Thank you for this great gift, Mistress! May your pet satisfy you now?”

Miranda sits back and takes a deep breath as she reaches for her wine. Finishing her glass, Miranda signals for Karra who quickly moves to bring her Mistress another glass of wine. Miranda turns back to Jenni. Smiling that same predatory grin from before, she reaches into her purse and pulls out a narrow, bright blue collar and snaps it into place around Jenni’s neck. Satisfied, Miranda continues as she speaks to both girls.

“Slave, get back up here. And you, my pet, get under this table and eat my pussy. Show me how quickly and how well you learn. Do you understand?”

Jenni smiles and bows her head to her Mistress before sliding under the table.

“Yes, my Mistress! I understand and obey!”

As Jenni slides under the table, Terri slides back up into the booth and takes her place, sitting next to her owner.

“Yes, Mistress! I obey.”

Feeling her new pet sliding her skirt up, Miranda relaxes and lets her pet spread her legs. After Jenni slides her panties aside, Miranda is startled when Jenni starts kissing her pussy. She looks at Terri.

“D-did you kiss her pussy, slave? Did you teach her that?”

“Yes, Mistress. My college roommate did that to me. Whenever we had sex, she would always start by kissing my pussy a few times before she would eat me out. I learned it from her. Does it... please you, Mistress?”

Miranda smiles at her new slave.

“Yes, slave. It pleases me. I was just surprised, that’s all. It’s been quite a while since I’ve had my pussy literally kissed. I had honestly forgotten that little... move. Ha haa.”

Miranda slides her hand under the table and takes hold of Jenni’s head as she obediently and lovingly eats her new owner and Mistress out.

“Mmmm, good girl. A little... harder, my pet. Y-yes. Like that. Mmm, yes. That’s it. Ooh yes, you are a fast learner. Mmmm.”

With her skirt pooled around her waist and a beautiful, young woman hidden under the table with her face buried between her legs, Miranda Winters laughs openly. Terri sits there submissively while her little sister obediently eats out the woman that has so easily and quickly made both of them her absolute slaves. Miranda leans back against the booth’s soft leather bench, closes her eyes, takes Jenni by the head with both hands and enjoys her new pet’s successful first attempt at satisfying her. She doesn’t notice when Karra approaches the table, wine glass in hand and waits for her Mistress to notice her.

After another long moment, Miranda opens her eyes and sees Karra.

“Oh yes, I almost forgot... about you. P-put the glass down, go tell your boss you... quit, get your things, c-come back and sssiit quietly next to Terri. Under... sstand me, slave?”

“Yes, Mistress! I obey!”

Karra quickly moves to obey her Mistress. She is now as much her obedient slave as the sisters.

As Miranda watches her third new slave disappear into the kitchen, she covers her mouth as Jenni coaxes a surprisingly satisfying orgasm from her Mistress.

“Mmm... hhmm!! Good girl! Mmmm!! Oh yes, that was rather satisfying. Get up here, my pet. Terri, put yourself back together.”

The girls answer almost as one.

“Yes Mistress!”

With Terri on their owner’s left side, Jenni climbs back up into the booth and sits on her Mistress’s right side. Miranda smiles as she leans in close to Jenni and kisses her. She laughs as she tastes her own pussy. It isn’t the first time.

“Mmm. Good girl. You are going to be a lot of fun indeed. Ha haa.”

Miranda smiles when she sees Karra coming back to the table, a small, red backpack slung over her right shoulder. When Karra slides in next to Jenni and sits down, Miranda looks at her three sexy, new slaves. Her unexpected new slaves. She hadn’t planned on acquiring any new slaves today. She reaches into her purse and pulls out two bright red collars and hands them to Terri and Karra.

“Put these on, slaves. Oh yes, you look much better with those collars on. Now, you look like proper slaves.“

Surprised, amused and satisfied by the day’s unexpected but rather fortunate events, Miranda grabs her purse and hands it to Terri as she slides out of the booth.

“Carry this, slave.”

After sliding her own purse over her shoulder, Terri happily takes her Mistress’s purse with both hands, holding it reverantly against her chest.

“Yes, Mistress!”

Standing by the booth as the girls slide out to follow her, Miranda looks at Terri, Jenni and Karra. She takes another moment to look at the bright collars now resting snugly around their necks and the eager and worshipful expressions on their faces and smiles a queen’s smile.

“Such pretty girls. Now let’s go home so I can take my time and really enjoy the three of you in private. As for you Jenni, just relax. I will show you what it means to be my pet versus being one of my slaves. Trust me, you will be very happy as my pet.“

Jenni looks at her beautiful, powerful Mistress, takes a deep breath and experiences nothing less than pure joy!

“Yes, Mistress! I am whatever you want me to be. Thank you for my new life, Mistress!”

As her three beautiful, loving and devoted new slaves follow her out of the restaurant, Miranda enjoys a second flush of arousal. She breathes deep as she imagines the fun she will be having when she gets home.

The End