The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

“So”, David said looking over his glasses at Simon ‘You’re aware of the clients we have in this facility?”

“I think so” Simon said

“All young men deemed too old for Juvenile Hall, but too raw and vulnerable to be cast into the general population of Macksville (Prison)”

“Yes, I’m aware of the Governor’s new policy”

“Yes, the Governor” David said taking off his glasses and leaning back, and sucking on one end. He didn’t sound impressed.

“I take it you don’t agree?” Simon asked, then he wished he hadn’t.

“You’re new here…” David said …. because of Simon’s British accent… “So let me tell you about how the Governor runs this state…”

“You won’t tell me” Simon said as he stared into David’s eyes “You will not want to bore me with politics”

“Yes… ah… mmm…”David screeched his nose “I won’t bore you with the politics” He didn’t know why he changed his mind.

“Thank you” Simon said.

“Now, how do you pronounce your name … Izvra… Ivra…” David tried

“This interview is over. I am the only successful applicant” Simon said touching his temple

“Ah…” David said, scratching his nose again “Ha.. yes… congratulations” he said launching out of his chair and offering his hand across the desk

Simon got up and accepted it

“When can you start?”

“Now” he said as he gave a manly squeeze with his hand…

“Now?” David began… “Sure… hey, your hand is like ice…”

“Cold hands warm heart” Simon said as he withdrew his hand

“Yeah… ah…” David said, scratching his head as he got lost gain in Simon’s gaze.

Peter Sidorov and his ‘minder’ Carlson came to the door. Carlson rapped on the door

“Send him in…” Simon called out, expecting them

Carlson was taken aback by this… he normally followed them in and gave the new-guy a spiel about how he was there to protect the newbie. He loved to lay it on thick—to un-nerve the new guy.

“Guess you can go” Peter smiled as Carlson opened the door

“Come in! Come in!” Simon said.

Simon held Peter’s file in one hand and chewed an apple with the other.

He waited till Carlson closed the door

“I’m Simon, you’re new Master”

“My what?” he gasped

“Sit down, please” Simon said as he sat on the edge of the table very close to Peter. Peter didn’t like people in his personal space.

“Sidorov… that’s Russian” Simon said looking over the file

“Is it?”

“My family is from Russia too…” Simon said “Originally…”

“Listen I’m not here to make friends” Peter said “And if you’re looking for a friend there’s plenty of rent-boys down in the Hills District”

Simon was amused with the youth’s bravado

“You’re quite a big mouth” Simon said “I love a large mouth”

“What?”

“And you’re a virgin”

“I ain’t no virgin” Peter spat “I’ve had plenty of pussy”

“Awww, that’s so cute” he said as he put his hand on Peter’s knee

“Get off”

“So naive! I love fresh arse”

“What are you so kind of fag?”

“A cigarette?” Simon puzzled. Then he remembered fag had a different meaning in America.

Peter rose to his feet

Simon sucked in a deep breath, feeling the anger Peter radiated. It made him hard.

“You’re going to be so much fun” Simon grinned as he grabbed his crotch

Peter could see the large bulge there

“You’re a fucking fag!” Peter gasped

“Sit back down” Simon said

Peter’s knees buckled and he fell back into the chair.

This took him by surprise

“Hey, what the fuck?” he gasped

He went to rise again

“Stay” Simon said and Peter found his ass pressed firmly against the chair

“What…?” he gasped as he looked from side to side… nothing was holding him there

“Hey…?” Peter cried confused. He couldn’t understand it…

Simon pulled his cock out. It was long, and thick, like a rolled up newspaper

“Mmm” Simon grinned as he ran his hands down his shaft. He was long enough that both his hands could be gripped around his cock at the same time

“What’s happening?” Peter growled

Simon sensed what Peter was going to do next. “You can’t scream for help” he said

And as Peter’s voice went to roar only a small ‘peep’ emerged.

Peter grew panicky. But as he cried it sounded like squeaking rather than squawking

Simon stood up, his cock looming menacingly.

“What are you going to do?” Peter cried in a tiny voice

“You aren’t very clever, now are you?” Simon said “What do you think I’m going to do?”

“Noooo” Peter cried. He thrashed about but was still fixed to the seat as if glued.

“You can’t do this…” Peter cried

“Oh, but I can” Simon laughed

Simon reached down and started to undo the front of Peter’s pants. Peter killed out at him. His foot hit Simon full-force in the shin

The howl of pain from Peter was muted still by the ‘force’ Simon had put on him

Simon grinned. It hadn’t hurt him an iota.

“I’ll let you do me first.. how about that?” Simon said “You think pussy is fine… wait till you feel my pussy… oh look, you’re getting hard…!”

Peter looked down. Yes, his cock was hardening. His cock was large, but not in the same league as Simon’s

Simon pulled his pants off and straddled Peter. He took hold of the younger man’s cock and eased down onto it, taking it up into his ass-hole.

“No, get off me…” Peter cried as Simon sank onto him

“There you go” he gasped “All in” as he took all of Peter easily into his asshole

Peter felt the warm and softness of Simon’s sphincter as it moved down and surrounded his shaft. “What the….?” he gasped. “He’d never felt anything like it. Soft and warm, but moist and a firmness to it too

And Simon squeezed his ass cheeks as he came up off it

“Oh, fuck!” Peter gasped. It felt good… he shivered. He’d never felt anything so good.

Simon pushed back down and immediately Peter came in him

“Oh, yessss” Peter sighed

“That was quick” Simon clucked as he pushed down harder, urging Peter’s cock to shoot as big a load as he could

“That’s it baby” Simon purred “Come in my pussy”

“Ooooooo…. fucccckkkkkkk” Peter gasped, almost crying as his cock unloaded inside Simon’s ass

Simon drew down, kissing Peter on the lips. Peter wanted to turn away but his tongue met Simon’s and they kissed long and passionately. “Fuckkk” he cried again his mouth smothered by Simon’s

Simon opened Peter’s mouth and spat into it.

Peter swallowed a big lump of spittle

Simon laughed

“Now you’re going to be the girl” Simon said as he rose up off Peter, and as he did he drew on Peter’s arms and Peter found he was able to get up off the chair at last. Peter was almost surprised by this as anything else.

Simon walked him around and pushed him over the desk. He pulled Peter’s pants, then undies down

“Please…. don’t….” Peters mousy voce squeaked

“Oh, baby” Simon gasped looking at Peter’s puckered hairy ass-hole “Your pussy is beautiful”

Simon inhaled deeply again “You smell delicious”

He didn’t bother spitting on Peter’s ass. He wanted Peter to really feel it. He guided his cock towards Peter’s star and then slowly pushed forward

Peter cried out in pain.

“No! No! No!” he whimpered “This isn’t happening….”

And suddenly he stopped. HIs ass gave way, stretching and accommodating Simon’s schlong.

“Oh, fuck…. “ Peter cried “Fuck me…”

“That’s it baby” Simon grinned as he kept pushing is cock through Peter’s tortured anus.

“Say you want me” Simon said

“Oh, fuck.. yesssss” Peter cried and suddenly Simon was deep inside him.

Peter pushed back up trying to get more of Simon into him. His rectum was stretched wide. It felt amazing.

Simon withdrew a little and then pushed back into him

“Fuck!” Peter groaned

“Say it baby…” Simon said

“Fuck me! Fuck me… Master”

Simon laughed and thrusting deep in, came inside Peter’s impacted bowel

“Yeeeesssss” Peter cried, “Oh, fuck yesssss”. It felt strange and new—to feel a cock emptying its load inside of him.

Simon rode him, thrusting in hard. And Peter suddenly took all of Simon’s weight. His anus supported Simon

“Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!” Peter cried. HIs cock twitched. He was already spent so he couldn’t shoot out another load, but he felt like he’d come again.

“You feel it…” Simon purred in his ear

“Yes, Master”

“Good” Simon said, “Soon you’ll learn to ejaculate again and again” he said licking Peter’s ear “It won’t just be a dry one next time…”

“Thank you, Master” Peter said

“Okay, I’m going to pull out of you now…” Simon warned. His cock was still rock hard.

“Please, stay in my ass, Master” Peter whimpered.

“You’re not the only lad I’m going to root (fuck) today” he said as he started to ease out.

Peter felt a strange let down as he felt his ass empty of cock.

Simon drew out and a flood of brown and cream liquid oozed out of Peter’s distended anus.

Peter sniffed the air “Sorry, Master” he said “For shitting on your dick”

“Young boys do that” Simon said “It’s all ambrosia to me…”

Simon reached for some wipes and drew these out. Peter slid off the desk and got to his knees. Simon was going to wipe his cock when Peter’s mouth went down over him.

He grinned at how enthusiastic to please Peter had become.

Simon let his novice suck his cock clean. He then rewarded him by shooting another load. This time Peter gulped it down…. think man-cream Peter souped and drank jizz

Simon handed the wipes to Peter who’s ass was still dripping onto the floor.

Simon’s own asshole—full of Peter’s sperm had no such problems holding the cream inside. His body absorbed Peter’s semen.

Simon went around to his side of the desk as he did his pants back up. He picked up the files

“When you’re done… send Rodney Summers in”

“Yes, Master” Peter smiled enthusiastically. He grinned at the thought of his Master enjoying another guy.

“This is going to be a busy day” Simon clucked as he fell into his chair with an enormous grin….