The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Sabrina and her mother stepped into a large, very stylish and upscale office. It was a far cry from the typical, sterile doctor’s office she’d half-expected. It was quite well done, decorated with a surprisingly perfect blend of style and sophistication, giving the impression that the practice was a high-class establishment, yet tasteful enough not to overwhelm, as if to say, yes, the doctor is professional, but also approachable, someone you can confide in. And indeed, Sabrina very much wanted to ‘confide’ with the lovely Dr. Evangeline Snow.

A slender, sexy looking brunette sat at the front desk, glancing up as they approached, greeting them with a smile. “Good afternoon, and welcome!” she said brightly. “Would you happen to be Miss and Ms. Cross?”

Sabrina smiled back. “Yes, that’s us. And thank you for that very warm welcome. I trust we’re not late for our appointment?”

“No, no, in fact you’re actually a few minutes early,” the brunette replied. “My name is Melissa. Dr. / Snow is just finishing up with another client, so she’ll be a few minutes yet. Would you like to have a seat?” she asked, gesturing to the rather comfortable looking plush leather seats of the waiting room.

“Actually,” Sabrina said, eyes hooded as she approached. “I think I’d rather talk with you a bit while we wait.”

“Oh? Well, sure, if you like,” Melissa replied, blushing slightly. She couldn’t help but lick her lips. The girl was cute... very cute. Sexy-cute. Far too young for her, of course... not to mention the fact that she was in a fully committed relationship with Dr. Snow. Sill, if didn’t hurt to look, and fantasize a bit. For that matter, the mother was quite a beauty as well, like an older more mature version of the daughter, but with black hair instead of red. Surprisingly, she was strangely quiet and withdrawn, letting her daughter do all the talking. Maybe that’s why they’re here to see the doctor, she mused silently, something to help her with her shyness?

For her part, Sabrina was more than happy with what she’d found. Her objective had been to... obtain the hot blonde doctor and use her to find and claim the sexy female heroes that called River City home, but it was very clear that the doctor’s secretary was a hot piece of ass herself! Mentally, she quickly made the decision to take her as well. It would actually serve as a true “field test” of both the use and, more imprtantly, control of her powers before attempting it on her real target. As Melissa turned back to face her again, she closed her eyes briefly, focusing her power as she had before, deliberately this time, picturing the hot woman kneeling at her feet, an obedient and lovestruck slave.

“So, Miss Cross, what would you like to talk ab—” she began, only to pause. Melissa’s eyes widened briefly, then rolled back into her head as a sudden tingle flowed through her. Her entire world seemed to shift, as if the very floor beneath her feet had twisted sharply. Her head spun, her world, her very... existence spun like a top... and then, just as suddenly, it was restored, back as it had always been as if nothing at all had changed.

And yet. everything had changed.

Moving swiftly, discarding her heels, she slid out of her seat, dropping down to her knees, kneeling before the girl... the woman... no, the GODDESS, this... majestic being that was her Mistress. She blushed heatedly as she lowered her head in equal parts reverence and shame—how had she not known she was in the presence of her beloved Owner and Mistress until just now? She’d even dared to look her in the eye and talk to her like a... like a common person! She shuddered softly, hoping against hope that her earlier lack of respect would be forgiven. And that her Mistress would allow her the sheer joy of serving her!

Sabrina, a bit nervous herself, opened her eyes... and let out a soft sigh, smiling as she found her newest slave kneeling before her. “Well... I’d say that works as an effective field test,” she said aloud, staring down at the sexy brunette. “So, um... Melissa? Tell me, girl... who do you belong to?”

Nervously, Melissa finally raised her head, eyes shining with zealous devotion. “To you, Mistress! I belong to you! If... if you’ll have me,” she said humbly, lowering her head again. Sabrina laughed aloud.

“Oh yes, sweetie,” she said, moving to sit in Melissa’s chair and reaching down to caress her cheek as she reached down and unbuttoned her new slave’s blouse then slid her hands inside her bra, sliding the material aside, revealing the treasures within” she took a moment to cup, hold and massage her breasts, flicking her nipples with her fingers, the nipples hardening quickly in response. “Rest assured, you’re a keeper. Still, I came here for a different and very specific reason,” she said straightening up. “I can’t let myself get TOO distracted. Tell me, my pet... does Dr. Snow truly have the inside track on all of the sexy heroines here in River City? I’m looking to add a few of them to my stable.”

Melissa gasped aloud. “Mistress? Truly? If that is your goal... then you are indeed in luck!” she said gleefully. “Dr. Snow will be very very useful to you, and in more ways than one!”

“Oh?” Sabrina asked, intrigued. “How do you mean? In what way?”

Glancing back up at her Owner, Melissa’s joy was evident. Not only was she getting the chance to serve her Mistress, she was actually getting the chance to aid her in her goal, giving her precisely what she desired. “My Goddess... Eva Snow IS one of those very Supers you’re looking for. She’s the semi-retired heroine formerly known as the psychic Whitewash!”

Sabrina blinked in surprise, glancing over at the door leading to the doctor’s private office, a slow Cheshire Cat style grin creasing her face. “Is that right?” Sabrina asked, new thoughts and ideas suddenly circulating in her mind.

“Yes, my Mistress! Not only that, but, she has a database on her laptop that you will find most useful! I’m afraid it’s very secure and partitioned away from the main hardrive. I’m sorry, Mistress, but having access to the laptop doesn’t give you access to the database. I can’t access it. Only Dr. Snow can. Over the years, she has built up very substantial and... thorough biographies of nearly every ‘Super’ in River City! She has their real names, addresses and ages. She has information on their families. She has detailed files on their powers, weaknesses, their psyche profiles, how their powers manifested..., etc.. She knows almost everything about almost every ‘Super’ in the city, my Mistress!”

“Indeed? Now, THAT information will certainly be most useful to me! Well done, my pet, you’ve certainly earned a reward for this information! While I decide on exactly how to deal with the lovely Doctor Snow, you may pleasure me,” she stated, lifting her skirt. She winked. “Let’s see if you are as good at eating pussy as my mother.”

Melissa blinked at that, surprised. “Your... mother, Mistress?” she asked, looking over at Morgan. “She is your slave as well?”

“Oh, yes,” Morgan Cross replied, speaking up for the first time. “I serve Mistress with my entire mind, body, and soul,” she confirmed, “as everyone should.”

Melissa only nodded in agreement, before devoting herself to the task at hand. Morgan was right, of course. Mistress Sabrina was perfection itself. It was only fitting that everyone submit to her, and serve her will. As she began licking and nibbling her Owner’s precious, perfect pussy, she couldn’t help but be grateful to her lover, Eva, for all of their many sexual encounters, for giving her the experience and talent to satisfy her beloved Owner. And, as Sabrina began to writhe and sigh and moan in pleasure, Melissa couldn’t help but think that there would be no better way to thank Eva than helping Mistress take her as her next slave.

“Have a pleasant evening, Ms. Flores,” Eva called out to her patient as she departed through the exit, taking a moment to sigh and recline back in her chair. Miranda Flores was one of her more difficult patients, not so much because her paranoia was difficult to treat, but that the woman was frankly lonely, and loved to talk. Living alone, an empty nester now that her children had grown up and moved out, she’d succumbed to a case of acute autophobia, not incapacitating, merely leaving her with a lot of anxiety. Unfortunately, their sessions ended up running long, with Miranda filling the time with an inconsequential conversation because she didn’t want to leave.

It was difficult finding the balance between gentle and firm in issuing the woman out of her office. And heaven forbid she try and rush her out the door—the woman would go on a tirade, accusing her of not caring about her at all, wanting to simply kick her out and abandon her like everyone else in her life. Which lead to her apologizing profusely for the next several minutes, and begging her not to dismiss her as a patient. Then several more minutes reassuring her that yes, it was okay, and that no, she wouldn’t drop her as a patient. So yes... in the long run, it was best to simply let her talk herself out and leave under her own terms.

Noticing the red light on her desk that indicated the current patient had left her office, Melissa quickly informed her Mistress that Dr. Snow was ready to see her. As her Mistress stood to adjust her panties and skirt, Melissa stood up, grabbed a kleenex from her desk, wiped her face, then reached over and pushed the button to the intercom.

“Excuse me, Dr. Snow,” Melissa’s voice came through the speaker. “Your five o’clock is here. Also, I know I don’t need to remind you, but it’s finally Friday and this is your last appointment for the week.”

“Thank you, Melissa. I think some quality time alone this weekend is exactly what you and I need right now. It’s been a rather long week.” Dr. Evangeline Snow left her office, walking into the waiting room to meet her newest patient. “Melissa, please show them...” She paused at the doorway, however, trailing off as she glanced up to see a very beautiful young redhead and an older but also very attractive brunette already standing in the middle of her office. However, what caused Eva to trail off in mid-sentence was seeing, Melissa, on her knees at the girl’s feet. “Me... Melissa? Wha... what are you... doing?!! Why are you on your knees?!!”

Melissa glanced up at the girl first, as if asking permission to speak, then turned back to Eva, “What am I...? Why am I on my knees? Why would you ask me a question like that? This beautiful, young woman is my Mistress, Doctor Snow. I’m on my knees because a slave’s place is at her owner’s feet.”

Caught completely by surprise, but reacting quickly, Eva uses her telepathy, reaching out with her powers to scan Melissa’s mind. What she finds stuns her. In Melissa’s mind, she finds an absolute belief that she is this girl’s slave! She truly believed that this young woman owned her, body, mind, and soul. For all intents and purposes, she was her owner and Mistress! Eva could see that Melissa loved her utterly, worshipped the very ground she walked on and was in every sense her totally devoted and absolutely obedient slave. Even more disturbing, in Melissa’s mind, being this girl’s slave was as perfectly normal to her as being Eva’s secretary and lover. Feeling a very real chill suddenly running down her back, Eva quickly turned her attention to the girl herself, reaching out with her telepathic powers to identify her and determine just what kind of threat she posed... only to frown slightly. Her initial scan sensed... nothing? What? Is she blocking me somehow? Refocusing, she sent a more powerful and very deliberate attempt into the girl’s mind and received another surprise, a very painful one...

“Aaaaggghhhh!” she moaned, wincing, holding her head in pain. “I... what was... Uuuhhnnh! Damn, wha... what the hell...?” Pulling off her glasses, Eva turned away from the two women standing in front of her, grabbing her desk with one hand, and her forehead with the other.

“Are you ok, Eva? Is something wrong?”

The concern in Melissa’s voice was as welcome to Eva as the utter normalcy in that same voice was chilling. Incredible... she truly sees nothing wrong with kneeling at this stranger’s feet and telling me that she’s her slave! Melissa genuinely sees this as her reality. And I have no idea when or even how this happened.

Shaking her head and slowly opening and closing her eyes, Eva was hit with a sudden wave of pain and dizziness that made concentrating and using her powers almost impossible. She managed to turn back to them, now finding the redheaded girl seated very comfortably on the couch directly across from her desk. A bit at a loss, Eva took a moment to assess her visitor, giving her a quick but thorough once over. She was young but VERY attractive, sitting in the center of the couch, her back straight, legs crossed with her hands in her lap close to her chest, fingers laced. She was well-dressed and looked very mature for her age.

Hmph. Sitting there like a queen, making the couch look more like a throne—Her throne! Eva had to admit, despite her misgivings, that the girl looked surprisingly... powerful sitting there in an obviously expensive dark red silk blouse, the two long, gold necklaces that fell suggestively between her large breasts contrasting brightly against the darker blouse which itself went well with the equally expensive knee-length black skirt and sheer black stockings. The entire outfit was obviously a high-end Designer Label. The short, grey leather ankle boots didn’t quite match the look but were definitely high end as well. The girl was obviously used to an expensive lifestyle. Melissa knelt at her feet, her legs folded up under her with her head against the girl’s knee, a dreamy smile on her face. Meanwhile, the other woman was sitting in the chair to the right of the couch by the door, where Eva normally sits when she has a patient. She was equally well dressed. She presented a picture of poise and dignity very much like the redhead, yet there was also an obvious sense of deference to her. As if, with a single word or gesture, she, too, would be on the floor, on her knees at the girl’s feet right next to Melissa. Eva glanced at the girl again, trying to read her body language, looking for any sense of who she was dealing with. Whoever she was, she clearly believed that she was in total control of the situation.

I, obviously, can’t let that stand, Eva thought grimly. Even if I can’t read her psychically, I can’t let a mere teenage girl just walk into MY office and intimidate me. She needed to find some way to re-establish some level of advantage, and show this girl that this was her office and that she was the one in charge! “Okay, Miss, Whoever-You-Are,” she said, scowling, “Who are you and what do you want?“

Smiling, Sabrina deliberately stared right into Eva’s eyes as she calmly reached down and pulled her skirt up around her waist, revealing a sexy pair of bright pink, lace panties. With a brief glance down at her feet, she commanded Melissa. “Eat my pussy, slave!”

“Yes, Mistress! I obey!” Melissa replied eagerly, moving quickly into position before her Mistress, her back to Eva. She reached up and pulled her scarlet haired Mistress’s panties down and off clutching them in her hand reverently. She took hold of her Mistress’s hips, dropped her head between Sabrina’s legs, and started eating her out right in front of Eva. She does it without thought, shame, or hesitation, so eager to obey her new owner.

“Melissa?!!?” Eva gaped in shock. While they weren’t exactly exclusive with each other, they were a couple and the fact that she was going down on another, much younger, woman so eagerly right in front of her without any concern for her at all was both troubling and disheartening. “You little... bitch!!” she hissed at Sabrina, fists clenching. “What have you done to her? Who are you and what the hell do you want?!”

Sabrina giggled. “Relax, doctor. I mean you no ill will! First of all, I want you to know I’m not some new supervillain. You and your secretary are in no danger.”

“No danger?” she said in obvious disbelief. “You waltz into my office, somehow instantly enslave my secretary, putting her completely under your control, without me noticing or even sensing anything, force her to FUCKING service you right here in front of me!!—and you say we AREN’T in any danger?!? How can I POSSIBLY believe that? Why would I? I...” Eva grabbed the edge of her desk with one hand and took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down. Dammit, Eva... relax. Calm down. Losing your cool right now is only going to make things worse! You can’t let her know how much she is getting to you...

Seeing and enjoying the panic Eva is trying to hide, Sabrina continues calmly... “My name is Sabrina Cross, and this is my mother, Morgan.” She gestured over to the woman with her. Morgan glanced at Eva and smiled, but then quickly turned her attention back to Sabrina. “We saw your interview on the news... oooohhh... after Omega Girl and... Luminaire sstooo... pped those three dumb... aassss crooks... mmm... downtown. That reporter identified you as... ooohh... yes... ggooodd... giiirrrlll...mmhhhmmm...” she moaned, shuddering slightly as Melissa hit a particularly sensitive spot, “as a police consultant and... and liaison to the badged supers pro... gram and I knew that you... oh yes... that’s... it... mmmm...oh God, Yes!!... goood giiirrrll... would be the one to help mmeee.”

Needing to distract herself from what Melissa is being forced to do, Eva turned to face Morgan Cross. Despite being the young girl’s mother, the woman showed all the unmistakable signs of a submissive, obedient slave sitting quietly, awaiting her Mistress’s slightest command. Damn... so even her own mother is her slave too? That tells me something about her. Turning back to Sabrina, Eva knows her only option right now is to keep her talking.

“Help you? Help you with what... exactly?” Even as Eva spoke, her mind raced, trying to subtly assess her own condition. She needed to quickly figure out what the hell had just happened when she’d attempted to probe Sabrina’s mind and, more importantly, determine if she should or even could challenge her. She doesn’t seem to be telepathic herself. She’s certainly not reading my mind. So... Why couldn’t I probe her? Why did even trying to use my telepathy on her hurt so much, and why can’t I use it on the others now as well? Do I try again, push my luck and test her? Or do I cut my losses, before I truly piss her off and end up like Melissa? She sighed inwardly. Regardless, I definitely won’t be calling out to Lacie or anyone else for help... not at least until I’m free and clear of this girl. I need to warn them something new may be coming at us!

“Well, Doctor,” Sabrina continued on heedless, “if you are a liaison to... to the badged supers, then I think it is sssaaa... safe to assume that you know... mmmm... a lot about them. Or, at least a majority of them, right?”

“And just what do you mean by ‘know a lot about them’?” Eva sat up in her chair, crossing her legs and adjusting her glasses, still attempting to regain some level of authority. She needed to stall for as much time as she could, at least until she had a better idea of what she was facing. And whether or not she could stand up to her.

Sabrina merely rolled her eyes. “With... all due respect, Doctor. I under... ssstaaand that you don’t know me, so, if I may? As I said, my name is Sabrina Cross. I am eight... tteeeenn years old. I graduated high school at fourteen and had... mmm.. hhhmmm... ooh yeesss.. my Associate’s degree at sssiiixx... teeeenn. So, you may rest assured, I am neither a fool nor an idiot. We are both ffuuulllyy aware of what your sec... retary is doing right now and why... ooohh God! You can sssseee for yourself that she is now com... pletely under my control and my absolute slave! So you must have guessed that I am a Super myself and like you, I have some type of mind control pow.... powers. Sssooo... let’s not play games, shall... nnngghhh... we?”

Well, so much for stalling, Eva thought grimly. She decided that the best strategy at the moment is to be honest and direct. “Fine, young lady. No games, then. So, just what exactly do you want from me?”

“Straight to the point, excellent! It’s actually quite simple. I want the names, addresses, perss... personal... informaa...aattiionnn!! OOOHH FFUUUCCKK!!!.. I... OOoohhh GGgoooddd yyeeessss!!!” she cried out, cumming hard, her entire body tensing up and then, after a long moment, relaxing, allowing Sabrina to breathe deep, before sinking back into the couch, panting in pleasure. “Daaammnn girl!... OH... My... God!! She... she rreeeaaalllyy knows how to eat pussy doesn’t she, Doctor?” She said, smirking at the blonde doctor as she reached down and ran the fingers of one hand possessively thru Melissa’s hair.

“Apparently so,” Eva replied evenly, forcing her fingers to unclench, allowing the blood to flow back into them. Sabrina took a deep cleansing breath.

“Now then... where was I? Oh yes, your database. I assume you also have information concerning their powers, their strengths, and weaknesses? Psych profiles? Basically, you have all the information I want and now you’re simply going to give it to me!”

Eva winced inwardly, immediately realizing what having that information could do to the city’s Supers, thinking about Lacie, Katie, Roni, and so many others. Shit! I figured it was something like this. And of course, as a licensed psychologist, I have to keep detailed files on ALL of my patients, as well as with my job as liaison with the police. VERY detailed files, in fact. Files that were all stored electronically in a specially protected section of the hard drive on the laptop sitting open on her desk right now... FUCK!! She groaned silently. Looks like the first time being such a careful and detailed note-taker is coming back to bite me in the ass.

Sitting up straight, putting on her best poker face she decided to try and bluff. “Sorry, Miss uhh... Cross. I don’t have anything like that here. It’s all stored down at the police station on THEIR system, I simply access it there whenever I am working on a case for them. But even if I had such files, do you really think I would just hand them over to you?”

Rather than be put out, Sabrina simply laughed, leaning back on the couch, being very obvious as she pushes her new slave’s face deeper between her legs. “Mmmm... that feels so... fucking... good... Doctor Snow. As I’m sure you know, your secre... tary is mmmm... really talented. And smart. She told me... ooohhh yeessss... all about the files on that laptop sitting in front of you. She is also, mmmhhhmm... getting close to.... to making me cum again. You have until she does... to download... every file on every sssuu.. super in that... database of yours.”

She was panting, sweating. Resisting the pleasure wasn’t exactly her forte, but she was having fun and wanted to continue the game a little longer, and at least give the disadvantaged doctor a chance. “Once you’ve downloaded... those files,” she said, panting heavily, “you will bring... that flash drive... to me. You will stand... before me. You will strip yourself naked and get down on your knees... then you will bow down at my feet. You will kiisss... and lick my boots... and you will do all of it of your own... frreeee... will, doctor. Then, while pretty little Melissa here pleasures my mother, you Doctor Evangaline Snow, will.... mmnnnn... satisfy me!” She smirked at the expression on the lovely blonde’s face. “Once my mom and I... nngghhh... have both enjoyed... uuuhhnnn... the orgasms that you...Ooohh Ggoodd... and Melissa will give us... the three of us will be leaving. I’m afraid.... ooohh fffuuuccck Yyeessss... you’re gonna need a new sssecretary. You see, my mom has to work... fffuuucckk... ooohh ...ggoooddd... daaammnn, she is FUCK... iinnng good at this, during the day to pay for my lifestyle. So... I’ll be taking Melissa with me as my slave... to serve me and keep me com... pany while my mom’s at work, understand?”

Eva could only gape at her in disbelief, almost unable to comprehend what was happening. She expects me to... to just... betray my closest friends... then submit to her like this, to actually strip myself naked and get down on my knees and eat her out right here in my own office like... like some cheap slut... and do it of my own free will?!? Then what? Just sit here and watch her walk out my door, taking Melissa with her to be her new sex slave? Is she insane?!! And yet, what is the alternative? The few attempts at probing the girl’s mind Eva had managed while they were talking had all failed. She was untouchable. Worse, Eva had little doubt that if she wanted to, she could enslave her just as deeply as she had Melissa, or the mother sitting placidly at her side.

So, which alternative was better? To submit and act of her own free will... and maintain at least a small chance of being able to warn and help her friends? Or fight, and be crushed... and end up submitting to the young girl in the end anyway, become her slave? Another chill ran down her back as Eva realized fully just how powerless, how... vulnerable she was right now.

Unaware of Eva’s anguish, Sabrina continues talking. “So, what’s it going to be Doctor Snow? Time’s almost up... rreeaallyy going to let go... in... in a moment... so... will you do what I ask, of your own free will? If you don’t, I will simply make you my slave... and then, not only will you happily give me the information I want anyway, I will have you on your knees begging to eat me out! And, of course, I’ll have to punish you for denying me what I really want!”

Eva stared directly and deliberately right into Sabrina’s eyes. What she saw there left NO DOUBT that the young girl had not only the conviction and confidence but the sheer, raw power to do exactly what she claimed! Goddess bless, How powerful is this girl?

Isolated, overwhelmed, and understanding fully that she couldn’t call for help and, more importantly, couldn’t resist Sabrina, Eva knew she really had only one choice. One chance to maybe save herself and the Supers closest to her. Moving over to her computer, she begins typing rapidly, pulling a portable flash drive out from a drawer in her desk. Goddess help me... but it’s the only way... Resigned to her apparent fate, she knows her only chance is to surrender, to do whatever Sabrina commands, and hope against hope that SOMEONE ELSE can triumph where she has failed. Damn it!! she cursed silently, hitting ENTER, and plugging in the flash drive. Some superheroine I am. One of the ‘strongest telepaths’ around? Huh. What a joke. I can’t even stop a young inexperienced kid! I couldn’t protect Melissa... Hell, right now I can’t even save myself! Sighing deeply, she closed her eyes. This is all I can do to... Eva is snapped out of her thoughts by the unmistakable sounds of a woman being satisfied.

“Ooohh, Mmmhhhmmm, that’s a good slave! FfuuuccckkKK MMMeeeeEE!!! OH!... MY!!... GOD!!... DAMN!!! That... that was fucking great! Oh my God, that was even better than the first one! Oh, fuck! Doctor, I rreeeaaalllyy hope your tongue is half as talented as your secretary’s! Sabrina looks down at the smiling face between her legs, “Damn, slave, that... was fan... tastic!!”

Melissa looked up at her owner and Mistress, panting breathlessly, her own orgasm proof of what her Mistress’s pleasure means to her. “You... you are pleased, my Mistress?”

Sabrina grinned, moving slowly as she tried to catch her breath, reaching down to kiss her slave, tasting her own juices on her lips. “My pet, that was great! I am going to really enjoy owning you, aren’t I, slave?”

Without thought or concern, Melissa threw herself at her Mistress’s feet, kissing and licking her boots between her words. “Ooohhh! Yes... my Mistress!! You will... mmm... enjoy owning... me. I am yours. Your slave... forever!”

“Good girl. Now crawl over to my mom. I want you to eat her pussy with just as much devotion and enthusiasm as you ate mine, do you understand, slave?”

“Yes, Mistress. I obey!”

Sabrina watched with satisfaction as her obedient new slave crawled over to her mom and quickly buried her face between her legs. Morgan, having already pulled her own skirt up around her waist, revealing the bright blue lace panties she wore. The same panties Melissa quickly slid down her legs.

Then, Sabrina turned her attention back to Eva while she made an obvious show out of sliding her own skirt back down. “Well, Doctor?”

Staring for a moment at the enslaved Melissa now servicing a second total stranger so eagerly and obediently, Eva recognized her own, very probable, very near future. This is it! Fuck! Fuck!! FUCK!!! There’s... there’s nothing I can do to avoid it now. This little... bitch has me cold. I’ve done all I can. The only thing I can do now is just to hope the one I sent that message to can stop her where I failed... With those last few thoughts in mind, Dr. Evangeline Snow took a deep breath, stood up, pulled the flash drive with the downloaded files from her laptop, and walked over to stand before Sabrina.

“Smart choice, doctor! Now, toss that flash drive to my mom like a good, little girl.”

Giving Sabrina’s mom only a brief glance, noting that while she is clearly enjoying Melissa’s efforts, as she holds Melissa’s head firmly between her legs with both hands, her back arched in obvious pleasure, she hasn’t spoken a single word since they walked in. When Morgan met her gaze, Eva tossed her the flash drive with enough information to destroy most of the city’s supers in a small package. Then, sighing inwardly, she turned back to Sabrina.

“Good girl. Now, first things first, doctor, until I leave your office, you will address me only as Mistress, do you understand?”

Eva sighed aloud. “You’re really into this whole ‘degradation of your enemies’ thing, aren’t you?” she asked idly. When the girl’s expression soured, she immediately acquiesced. “Yes... Mistress. I understand... and I will obey.”

Sabrina took a deep breath and laughed, clearly enjoying herself at Eva’s expense. “Ooohh. I do so love how that sounds! Now then, let’s see just how well you do obey, my beautiful, new slave—strip for me. Show me that sexy, hot body!”

“Yes, Mistress,” Eva replied simply. Seeing Melissa so completely enslaved and owned by this girl, this.. teenager, before she’d even been aware of what was happening had been extremely demoralizing. She knew resisting, even petty token resistance, would accomplish nothing. Further, from a psychological standpoint, her read of the girl showed that she definitely had a sadistic streak, was narcissistic, highly emotional, and had a very probable superiority complex. Definitely not the kind of person to antagonize. Worse, she felt the bitter sting of guilt and helplessness from not being able to help her friend and lover, Melissa. She knows that she can’t save Melissa or challenge Sabrina on her own, so she just... doesn’t. Resigned to her fate, Eva unbuckled her white suit jacket, setting it aside, then she unbuttons and removes her white silk blouse, then unzips the matching white skirt, letting it fall to the floor before stepping out of it. Almost robotically, she reaches behind her, unhooks, removes, and tosses the white satin bra she was wearing to the floor. Eva then bends over and slides the bra’s matching white panties down her legs, adding them to her pile of clothes at Sabrina’s feet.

“Mmm. Very nice! That’s a good girl! A little stiff on the presentation, but, with a little training, we can always improve on that later,” Sabrina said with a laugh. “Now slave, let me get a good look at you,” she said, leaning forward, looking the statuesque blonde up and down. “Oh yes, you definitely have an incredible body. I very much like that you keep yourself neatly trimmed. Now, slowly turn around. Give me the full picture.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Eva obeys numbly, as if on autopilot. She slowly turns herself completely around, actually pausing to let Sabrina get a good look at her ass. She can feel both Sabrina and her mother staring at her.

“Very nice indeed. I am much pleased,” Sabrina comments regally. “Quite amazing, really, for a woman your age, doctor. I don’t know what your secret is, but I hope I look as good as you when I’m your age.”

Eva merely grunted, rolling her eyes, causing Sabrina’s smile to widen. “There! THAT’S what I was missing! That little spark of defiance! You see, using my power just strips it away, automatically. Whenever I make someone my slave, they become my slave completely.” She shrugged. “Well, you’ve already seen your little slut secretary’s reaction. But you... forcing you to submit to me like this, knowing you hate it, but have no choice... it’s... it’s... OOH FUCK!!... It’s so refreshingly hot!”

Eva feels her spirit crumble just a little bit more. She was being praised for her resistance, now? Yet she knew without a shadow of a doubt, that if she actually DID try and fight, Sabrina would simply stomp her will flat and enslave her on the spot. No... what she wants is to see me squirm... to wring every last bit of humiliation from me that she can before she finally enslaves me herself! Goddess! Isn’t there something I can do... some way I can keep her from destroying my... mind? Suddenly, the idea strikes her, and she has to bite her lip to keep from laughing out loud. Of course. As insane as it sounds, it’s the only way. It’s the old adage about charging directly into the beast’s mouth... past the fangs, in its belly, its easier to attack. With that, she closed her eyes and focused her own psychic power to its FULLEST extent. On herself. Momentarily dazed, taking a moment to compose herself, she breathed deep and opened her eyes, smiling up at Sabrina. “Mistress,” she said humbly, lowering her eyes to the floor, causing Sabrina to gasp in surprise.

Without even having to use her own powers, Sabrina realizes that Eva has all but completely surrendered to her, for real this time!

Eva stood before her, motionless and nude, in the center of her own office. She glanced up briefly at Sabrina, then silently and without even being told, Eva smiled as she slipped down to her knees to kneel before her new owner and Mistress, her arms behind her, fingers laced, her head bowed in total surrender.

Giddy in delight, Sabrina leaned forward, taking Eva by the hair, forcing her head back, taking her by the chin, and kissing her. A long, possessive kiss with a clear, unmistakable message: You belong to me! After a long moment, Sabrina broke the kiss and released Eva’s hair, grinning. Eva submissively bowed her head again. “No, slave, look at me.” Immediately, Eva lifted her head to see Sabrina adjusting herself on the couch. Then, as she looked directly into Eva’s eyes, Sabrina pulled her skirt back up and spread her legs. Eva knew without having to be told exactly what she was going to do. The musky smell of satisfaction from Melissa’s earlier attention hits her nose just before the taste of Sabrina’s pussy hits her tongue. She could feel Mistress’s hand on the back of her head as she grabbed her hair, shoving her face deeper into her cunt. The earlier feelings of utter shame and humiliation at being so EASILY defeated, dominated, and used like a mere sex toy melted away, replaced by a newer, much stronger emotion. Arousal. Deep, potent, primal arousal, at submitting to and serving her new owner and Mistress.

After several very satisfying minutes of enjoying Eva’s tongue licking the folds of her wet, cum-coated cunt, Sabrina pulls Eva up to look at her. Sabrina stares deeply into her eyes and sees that her surrender and submission are as real as her obedience. The famed psychic and superheroine is completely broken! For whatever reason, she’s willingly surrendered herself to Sabrina, mind, body, and soul, even without the use of her will destroying powers. “Good girl, doctor!” she replied lovingly, caressing her cheek, chuckling to feel the older woman melting into the touch. “I’m afraid we’ll need to leave soon. I need to go home and look over the information you’ve gifted me with and prepare the proper way to fill my stables. But first, I require a bit more... pampering!” She leaned back on the couch and extended her legs. “Now, my newest slave, remove my boots and stockings, bow down and worship my feet like a good little slave!”

“Yes, Mistress! I obey!” Eva replied, smiling. Taking the younger woman’s shoes reverently in her hands, she took a few moments to first kiss and lick her dust-covered boots, an action the old her would have found sickening. The NEW Eva Snow, however, felt only the love, desire, and sheer pleasure of being able to serve her Mistress in even such a trifling way, her own arousal getting the better of her. After removing her Mistress’s boots and stockings, she bowed back down, worshipping the young girl’s bare feet submissively, kissing and sucking each toe individually. Eva groaned softly, her thighs opening and clenching as she worked, her submission feeding her desire as she now lovingly worships her Mistress’ feet. If it were allowed, her hand would have been working away furiously between her legs at her own damp dripping snatch. But she was only a slave. And her Mistress hadn’t yet commanded her to pleasure herself.

Sabrina simply leaned back against the couch, spreading her arms, basking in the sensations at her feet, as well as the knowledge that she had made it happen. She had faced one of the strongest, most experienced, and powerful minds in the city, perhaps even the country, and come out on top! Her powers truly did make her unstoppable! The only real question now was who to make into her obedient sex slave next. But, for now, at least, she was content to sit back and enjoy her powers and her new slaves. Both of them.