The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Cindy was a gorgeous brunette, slim and athletic but with curves in all the right places. On this bright and sunny evening she was about to go for her daily jog. As usual she was dressed in colourful lycra shorts and tee shirt. Over these she wore a skimpy leotard which simply accentuated her stunning figure. Her underwear consisted of a sports bra which she wore for practical reasons but she saw no need for knickers.

As she ran she thought of Tom, her new boyfriend whom she had wooed away from her former friend Claire. Since the day Tom had chosen her as his girl there was a venom about Claire and that is why Cindy no longer attended her aerobics classes, preferring instead to exercise alone. The thoughts of Tom were of course about last night and their long session of lovemaking. These thoughts were making her horny; she knew in about two miles she’d strip off for a shower and masturbate before meeting with Tom later tonight.

Suddenly someone shouting disturbed her thoughts.

“Hey you stop running”

Cindy stopped, approached the young man and asked what he wanted.

“I want to see you buck naked but that can wait, first just tell me your name?” he said

‘Piss off creep’ she replied before turning away.

“Look, I’m sorry” he said “I’m just doing a survey on the power of persuasion would you please do one thing for me.”

“What?” she asked impatiently.

“Just roll these” he answered while throwing her a pair of weird gold dice with numbers painted in silver.

Instinctively she caught the dice and immediately she felt a voice in her head.

‘You have been chosen to be the holder of the dice. Soon you will roll those dice and for the numbers of hours showing you will obey the master of the dice in all he or she says. The dice will disappear but tomorrow they will return to you. You then have up to 10 days to choose a new holder of the dice and you will be the master of your chosen one. Simply have them touch the dice and they are in you control. You may not choose a previous holder and you must choose within 10 days. Failure to do so would mean you would declare yourself naked to the first person you see on the eleventh day, and you would be slave to that person for hours decided by the dice…..And so the cycle repeats.’

“Hi I’m Mark, please roll the dice”

“Piss off” she said again and turned to run. As she did she threw the dice into some bushes but by some magic they landed at Marks feet revealing 2 and 3.

“Not as much time as I would have liked but such is life” he said to himself before shouting, “STOP”

Cindy felt her legs suddenly come to a halt.

“Now turn round and come back here”

Again as if of there own will her legs carried her back towards Mark.

“Are you now going to co-operate and tell me your name?”

“No” she replied defiantly

“OK, Give me your trainers.” He ordered.

This was stupid, there was no way she was going to give this idiot her trainers, she thought as she felt herself kicking them off in his direction.

“Now do you want to give me your name?”

“No” she spat back vehemently.

“Well it seems you don’t understand, if you don’t tell me you’ll end up totally naked here in the park, two miles from your campus. Now give me those cute little socks.”

“I will not,” she cried as she bent down to remove the tiny ankle socks. “What have you done to me? Why me?” she whimpered obviously scared that she had no control over her own body.

“I was coming to the end of my 10 days in which I had to choose someone to pass the dice to. After myself suffering at the hands of ten sorority sisters, being made to do chores naked while they giggled and fondled me I just wanted to choose a beautiful girl like those who abused me and have her feel like I felt. You see, the problem is they’ve all gone away for a fortnight so I can’t get one of them so you’ll have to do the payback. Now I’ll ask one more time, What’s your name?”

“Cindy”

“Now that’s better, I know your not lying because while I’m the master I can also read your mind. Tell me Cindy, what were you going to do after your run.”

“I was just going to have a shower and then meet my boyfriend”

“Don’t lie to me.” Mark shouted, “Now give me the leotard for your insolence.”

“Please don’t make me do it.” She cried as her arms moved to roll the stretchy material down her body. “It’s the truth I swear, that’s all I was going to do.”

“It looks like the little liar isn’t wearing panties, look at the way her slit is sucking up the lycra.”

Cindy looked down and cringed at the way her pussy was clearly defined through the material of her shorts.

“What’ll it be shorts or tee shirt.” Mark contemplated loudly. “I think I’ll have the tee shirt. Give it to me now.” he ordered.

Crying, Cindy pulled of the Tee shirt and threw it in rage at her tormentor.

“Now that wasn’t nice was it?” he teased. “First stop sniveling, you will not cry for the next 5 hours.” Instantly the tears stopped falling. “Now give me that unsightly sports bra, a pretty girl like you shouldn’t be wearing something like that, you should have a nice lace one”

Humiliated, a blushing Cindy removed her bra and carefully dropped it. Covering her breasts with her hands she stood in the public park facing Mark in nothing but her skintight lycra shorts. As the bra hit the floor a key rolled out.

“What’s that” Mark enquired.

“It’s the key to my apartment.” She carefully answered not wanting to lose her last item of clothing. Then adding “It’s one of the newer ones on campus, like a bedsit with private kitchen and bathroom.”

“Good. Give it to me. Then, as you insist on holding your tits you will play with your nipples in whatever way most turns you on, and you will start to feel increasingly horny.”

As instructed Cindy bent to pick up the key. Then, after handing it to Mark she once again felt her fingers betraying her as they slowly tweaked at her rapidly erecting nipples. But what was worse was that she was getting turned on while wearing nothing but skintight shorts, in a public place and in front of a complete stranger.

“Now I think you are aware of your predicament, I’ll ask again. Can you remember what you were going to do in the shower?”

Blushing furiously Cindy realized that he could really read her thoughts. “I was going to masturbate.” She admitted.

“Are you willing to describe exactly how you were going to frig that juicy pussy of yours.” Mark asked as Cindy continued to fondle her breasts for his pleasure.

“No, I can’t do that, it’s too embarrassing. Please don’t make me.”

“Wrong answer, perhaps you’d prefer to show me. Give me you shorts.”

Cindy was distraught, protesting, but unable to cry she slowly peeled off her final item of clothing.

“Right. as I’m a fair man. I won’t make you walk back to the campus naked.” Mark started to say but was then interrupted by a hugely relieved Cindy.

“Thank you.” she cried out.

“You can wear your shoes and socks.” Mark laughed

“No please I’ll do as you say but please let me get dressed.” Cindy begged.

“OK. I’ll keep the shoes and socks. You pick out three items of clothing.”

Cindy considered her options. Even though she would look strange bare footed she would at least have her private parts covered. This was probably the best deal she would get. The shorts would conceal her moist and neatly trimmed pussy. Although it would be obvious she had no knickers on. The bra and tee shirt were probably best to hide her superb firm breasts.

“I choose the shorts, bra and tee-shirt. Thank you.”

“OK” Mark said picking up the mentioned items. “These are the items you yourself have chosen for me to take back for you.”

“But that’s not fair, you said I could wear three items of clothing.”

“No I didn’t. I simply said You pick out three items of clothing. Now, are you going to behave or do you want to walk back naked?”

“No I’ll behave.” Cindy relented

“Good, in a moment you are to get dressed in the remaining item. You will then make your way to Claire’s aerobic class. You will do the full aerobic workout. Copy exactly what she does. You need not do as she says, simply follow her actions. If she questions you, then you are to tell her that you are to copy exactly what she does. Understood”

“Yes”

“Then at 7 o clock you are to leave and return to your apartment. You will arrive at the apartment, where I will be waiting, you wil be there by 7.15. As soon as you get in ring Tom and tell him you cannot meet him tonight. You will then prepare me a meal, and while it is cooking you are to select your sexiest underwear and those little French maid and naughty nurse outfits you have hidden away. You know, the ones you bought from the catalogue but have been too scared to wear yet. You will serve me dinner while dressed as the maid. While I eat, you will spend one hour masturbating and trying to turn me on and I will video you; you will wear at least six different outfits. Finally you will spend the last two hours under my control giving and receiving the best sex you have ever known. The video is strictly for my own pleasure and will also act as insurance should you try to get back at me. The aerobics session will teach you not to steal boyfriends or be such a bitch in future. Now get dressed and let me see what you look like.”

Cindy quickly pulled on the leotard. Because it was designed to be warn over her gym gear it wasn’t really equipped to fully cover her assets. Mark drank in the beauty before him. The leotard cut high on Cindy’s finely honed hips. The material that was pulled taught between her legs was no more than a few inches thick, barely covering her now evidently soaking pussy. Interestingly her juices had made the sheer material almost transparent. Fortunately for Cindy it wasn’t raining otherwise the garment would have been useless. Her stunning tits were just about held in place although her nipples were fighting to push there way through the thin fabric.

“Lovely” said Mark “See you at 7.15” and walked away.

Time for Aerobics

Cindy had never felt so naked and vulnerable in all her life. Here she stood all alone in the middle of a public park wearing only the skimpiest of leotards. Just now she had stood before a total stranger without even this slight protection but now he was gone. So why did she still feel compelled to follow his instructions to go to aerobics in this ridiculous outfit? And why was she feeling so horny, she longed to thrust her fingers into her sopping wet gash but knew she would only want more and she couldn’t masturbate, not here in the park. Suddenly she was awoken from her lustful thoughts by voices in the distance. ‘Oh my god!’ she thought please don’t let them see me like this.

She ran as fast as she could away from the voices and towards the hall where aerobics was held. At this time of night the park was fairly quiet. Most respectable people having finished work were sitting down to a relaxing tea not wandering around in public nearly naked.

As she ran she could feel the thin strip of material being pulled into her aching pussy until eventually it was rubbing against her clit with every step. Her tits would not stay within the bounds of her leotard so she was forced to stop every few minutes to adjust the costume until she was almost decent. Each time she heard voices or saw anyone in the distance she would divert off the main path to one of the little sidetracks until she was certain the danger had passed. Eventually she arrived at the aerobics centre. Desperately she tried to turn away and make her way to somewhere safe but her legs refused to acknowledge her demands, instead taking her into the hall. The heavy beat of the music told her that the session had already started, so she quietly made her way into room 2 and joined the back of the exercising group.

Today the class consisted of about 20 people, mainly girls but with half a dozen men as well. She looked up at Claire, who was dressed in a similar get up to that which Cindy herself had been wearing at the beginning of her run. Claire, unlike Cindy, was blonde and petite with small firm breasts. Cindy automatically fell into the routine that Claire was leading and so was not too conspicuous and it wasn’t until 5 minutes later that Claire noticed her former friend trying to hide at the rear of the class. She also noticed what Cindy was and more importantly wasn’t wearing. Cindy’s body kept following the movements of the aerobics instructor causing her breasts to spill once more from the leotard. Desperately she tried to push them back into the skimpy costume before anyone noticed. If only she could remain inconspicuous until 7 she’d then be able to escape this episode of her humiliation almost unscathed. It was with these wishful thoughts she suddenly saw the evil smirk on her ex-mate’s face.

Claire stopped the class for a 5-minute break and approached Cindy, whom everyone was now beginning to notice.

“So what exactly are you doing here, bitch?” she asked, loud enough to ensure everyone would take a look at the hussy who had stolen her boyfriend.

“I can’t explain it but you’ve got to help me.” she pleaded.

“Go ahead, tell me and I’ll see what I can do.” stated Claire.

“Well, I’ve been drugged or hypnotized or something and although I don’t have to do as you say I do have to copy all your actions in the aerobics session until 7 O’clock. So if you stop the lesson I’ll be OK, at least for now.” Cindy explained.

“You seriously expect me to believe that a cock teaser like you is going to do as I say. Prove it.” She laughed.

Cindy didn’t move, instead she repeated that she would only copy Claire’s actions.

“ OK, I would stop the lesson but everyone here has paid up front so it wouldn’t be fair. Would it everyone?” Claire shouted to the audience who were now listening intently.

“NO” was the unanimous response.

“Well girl, I think you had better get up the front where you can see me clearly and where everyone can watch you. But first I need to grab a few things from the stock cupboard.”

A few moments later Cindy found herself in the front of the aerobics class bending and stretching while everyone ogled her nearly nude body.

“OK everyone, time for some star jumps.” shouted a gleeful Claire.

Cindy followed Claire’s actions jumping and spreading her arms and legs. After five or six jumps it was obvious that Cindy’s tits were about to jump out all on there own. Now everyone in the class except Cindy had stopped the pretense of exercising and was blatantly watching the gorgeous brunette as she followed Claire’s routine. The looks on their faces ranged from incredulation to plain lust as they watched the nubile beauty desperately trying to maintain a modicum of decency by pushing her breasts back into the costume.

Claire had other ideas however and ordered the class, which now consisted of one, to put hands on head and do a can can dance. Surprisingly it took a full minute before Cindy’s left breast sprang free displaying a very erect nipple, this brought a small cheer from the surrounding audience, much to the embarrassment of Cindy and delight of Claire. At this point Claire stopped for a moment before grabbing a compact video camera from her bag and handing it to Steve, one of the guys, who was now sporting a very obvious bulge in his shorts.

“I didn’t think you would really do it.” Claire said to Cindy “But I’ve got to keep a record for posterity.”

Cindy’s shame intensified as she now knew that her nightmare may well extend beyond the 5 hours dictated by the dice.”

Claire again started the routine. This time with pelvic thrusts while Steve zoomed in on the Cindy’s sparsely covered mound as it was attempting to fuck thin air. Over the next fifteen minutes Claire put Cindy through an exhausting workout designed to show the heavenly brunette in as many positions as possible. Claire pulled herself up to a standing position before the now enraptured class. Cindy did likewise thankful that so far she had only given brief glimpses of her private parts to the class before grabbing opportunities to cover herself up, although the sweat from the workout had made some parts of the thin leotard transparent, at least she was covered. ‘If only she could survive the next twenty minutes things would be too bad.’ She thought to herself.

Slowly Claire lowered herself to the floor doing almost perfect splits. With horror Cindy felt her legs parting as her body lowered itself to the floor with the same motion. This caused the strip of material between her legs to be pulled deep inside her now soaking minge, causing her pussy lips to hang either side of the material. Claire then carried out a slow forward roll until until she was on her back with her legs still spread wide apart. Cindy watched this movement and once again followed suit until she also lay on her back; however, she was displaying her labia to twenty enthralled observers and a video camera.

Next Claire reached into her bag and pulled out 2 pairs of scissors, handing one pair to a puzzled Cindy. She then stood and with her back to the crowd bent down displaying her bottom to the inquisitive audience. She then pulled the material of her own leotard at the crotch and cut it causing it to spring free and display her lycra shorts covered derriere. Cindy was mortified to find herself also bent with her arse to the crowd. Although she fought with all her will she found herself grabbing the sodden material from her own crotch and cutting it away. Without the protection of shorts her gaping hole was now on display for all to see.

Horrified, Cindy then saw Claire slowly rub at her pussy through her shorts. Cindy was again compelled to follow and felt her own hand move to rub her naked slit. Unable to cry and express her humiliation she turned to her old friend and begged her to stop before the inevitable orgasm built up inside her. Mercilessly Claire just laughed and said, “I’m not making you do anything, if you choose to copy me that’s your fault. By the way I’m not sure if I really like this leotard. What do you think of yours?” she said as she turned to face her audience and cut away at the shoulder straps.

Cries of anguish came from Cindy as she to turned and faced the class and cut away her own straps. The material clung to her body as she stared at the clock hoping for a reprieve, but seeing that she still had nearly fifteen minutes at the hands of Claire. Next Claire carefully cut away at her own leotard down her cleavage. Again a distraught Cindy repeated every snip of the scissors on her own clothing until her tits could finally be contained no more. Claire then seductively removed her now tattered remnants and squeezed her breasts through her tee shirt. Steve continued to video Cindy as she now removed the last hope of decency and then caressed her own breasts. With a giggle Claire cut her leotard to tiny shreds and threw the pieces out of the window. Cindy did likewise leaving her in no doubt that she would have to make her way home naked. The last ten minutes saw a delighted Claire simulate spreading her cheeks, masturbation and various other forms of display in shorts and tee shirt while a totally humiliated and embarrassed naked Cindy eventually wanked herself to orgasm, much to the joy of the members of the aerobic class and the camera.

Finally the clock struck seven and an exhausted Cindy made her way out of the hall naked as the day she was born, passing a group of awe struck college kids to meet a very horny Mark. As requested she first cooked a meal in her birthday suit, served it while dressed as a tarty french maid, then paraded for Mark and the video camera in six slutty outfits and once again masturbated herself to orgasm. As promised earlier she then experienced the best sex of her life.

The Next Day

An exhausted Cindy slept soundly all night after Mark left and awoke believing she had had the dirtiest dream of her life. It was only when two strange looking gold dice appeared by her bedside that she realized what she had endured. She also knew exactly whom she would pass the dice on to, …..that bitch, ‘Claire’……