The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

I woke up the next morning, feeling a dampness on my crotch. Guess my body was still reacting to the story to the very end. How frustrating. Looking at the time, I had an hour before our meet up, which meant I had to hurry on getting ready! I quickly washed up, fixed my hair, make up, the works. By the time I finished up in the restroom, I had nearly forgotten about my mildly soiled panties. For some reason, I felt fine wearing them despite the condition they were in. Whatever, all I needed now was to put on my clothes. Looking through my closet I found a couple of good outfits to wear. After deciding on one, I put it on and body checked myself with my full sized mirror. Wow, this is a bit more revealing than I’m used to, I thought to myself as I noticed I showed a bit more cleavage and thigh than usual. But it’s fine right? I’m not going to work or anything, just to see Hailey! And it is a bit hot out today, I think I’ll be fine, I rationalized to myself before finally heading off to the cafe, ignoring the mild dampness brushing against my crotch.

“Nikki! You made it!” Hailey exclaimed, as she went to give Nikki a hug and a kiss. “Girl, look at you! I didn’t know you rolled that way, trying to seduce me and all,” she jokingly said, looking over Nikki up and down.

“Oh, Hailey, stop, its pretty warm today and I just wanted to look nice is all, nothing more or less!” That’s what I said at least, but even I knew I was getting more stares than usual from the peanut gallery. Had I really dressed so suggestively? No, it’s fine to dress like this, it’s nothing to worry about, I told myself. As that thought faded, we were greeted and sat by the host at a table on the patio. “So Hailey, why the sudden generosity?” I inquired, curious to why she invited me, not buying the reason she had given me in the text.

“What do you mean, can’t a friend ever doing something nice for their office friend?” She said, her eyes clearly avoiding hers, a slightly nervous smile on her face. After staring at her for a minute straight, she finally broke down. “Fine, I it, I messed up!” she said frantically, her eyes slightly tearing up.

“Hailey, what did you do?” I asked, knowing she was going to rope me into it, half a mind ready to just get up and leave before I get guilted into it with a free meal.

“I...well...you know how I have a habit of turning all my reports in at work at the end of the week in one big file, right? Well...” she said, looking down, twiddling her fingers. “I...accidentally deleted them when I was transferring them over. I tried to recover them but got distracted by the cute guy in the cubicle next to ours, you know, Derrick, and, well...permanently deleted them instead,” she itted, looking at her feat, little tears dripping from her eyes.

“You’re joking...” I said, looking at her, knowing full well she wasn’t but hoped she was cause I knew where this was going. After shaking her head, wiping away a few tears as the waiter dropped off our drinks, I decided to take the words out of her mouth. “So, I’m assuming you need me to help you rewrite those reports, am I correct?”

“...yes,” she said meekly, trying to compose herself. “So...will you? You don’t have to do all of it, just half! But that means for this next week we’re going to have to work early and leave late, since they’re due by the weekend. Well...will you help me? Please? Pleeease?” She pleaded, playing dirty with her big ol’ puppy eyes.

A bit frustrated, I took a big sip of my Long Island tea before giving her an answer. “Fine, I’ll help. But don’t think this brunch is enough to make up for it! You owe me another favor for all of this!”

“Oh Nikki! Thank you, thank you, thank you! I swear I’ll make it up to you! Oh, I could just kiss you on the mouth!” Hailey said, making little kissy faces. For some reason, the thought of being kissed on the mouth made me feel a little tingly, but I decided to ignore it for now.

“Don’t mention it, now, lets get ordering our actual food, I’m starved! And I’m not going easy on your wallet, fyi.” I said, with a smirk, enjoying Hailey’s reaction as I ordered my pricey meal.

Food and some banter later, we called it a day and headed home. “Don’t forget to come in early tomorrow! I’ll split the reports and see how much were really working with, ’kay?” Hailey said as we parted ways in the parking lot.

“I know, I know! See ya tomorrow!” I yelled back, trying to think how to enjoy the rest of my day off before calling it in early for work tomorrow. That’s when the story and events of last night seeped back into my conscious mind. That’s right, I never got to finish, both the story and myself. But I refuse to pay for it! And what even is a Submissive tier anyway? Thinking about it left a tingling sensation around my crotch the entire way back home.

After arriving back home and getting back into my comfortable attire, I decided to revisit the so-called paywalled story. I had the slight temptation to reread it, but I knew all it would do leave me frustrated once more. But a thought came to mind. I immediately went through the website to find his page under Authors. I knew it! With a patreon, he was bound to have more stories! And they were here, each with a handful of chapters each, just like the one I read yesterday! And since these have been out for awhile, maybe he does that thing Patreon s do sometimes and just releases the whole story for the public to see for free! Well, I can only hope at least. I browsed through his stories and found another one that immediately caught my interest. Again, a girl is corrupted in the summary, but it seems its more tech involved, using a website to slowly take over their mind supposedly. I could feel the tingly sensation from earlier return as I set the mood and started reading this new story.

Some time later, I was already on the last chapter. And just like last time, I was reading it desperately, my hands rubbing myself fast, but not furiously, keeping me on edge as I read word after word. The girl of this story had been tricked to watch a video sent to her by a friend. It was supposed to relax her for her college mid. But the video ended up being more than just a relaxation video. It was filled to the brim with subliminals that compelled her to watch the next video, and then that video to watch the next and so on. The way they described the video, the unique shapes and spirals that drew her in, the way she looked at the screen slack jawed and helplessly pulled into it was just so hot. Similarly to the other story, it also started changing her to slowly be more perverse, but more focused on self pleasure than just dressing and acting provocatively. She was buying more and more toys to train her body, from nipple clamps, to anal beads, ball gags, and what not. Reading how she used every one of those, how they felt on her, oh god, I felt compelled to imitate the pleasures best I could with just my hands. What was even hotter was after a couple of videos in, she would mindlessly turn on her webcam, while using her latest toys in tandem with the videos, and when they were over, she would turn the camera off, having given someone(more likely her future master) a show that she was totally unaware of. Oh god, that sounds so scandalous, giving some stranger a look at your pleasure soaked body. Mmf! And just like the other story, she was compelled to do this with the goal of finally getting to cum. She was being denied the whole time, even when she was compelled by the videos to go about her day with a vibrator inside her, she still didn’t cum. And neither did I, as I wanted to feel the full immersion. Maybe I should buy some toys of my own, a stray thought flying through my head had said. She knew she had to wait for when her body was fully ready to be allowed to cum with her master’s permission. And we were getting there! Yes, just a bit more! Halfway through the final chapter and I know she’s going to get to cum! She’s already trained her pussy, asshole, nipples, and especially her throat! And when she finally gets permission, I can cum alongside her, too! Being this immersed just felt so good, I said, slightly drooling as I rubbed even faster, with one hand on my clit and another on the mouse, I was forced to use my mouth to bite on my nipple to replicate the feel of a nipple clamp. Just a bit more, I thought to myself, my hand soaked in my own juices, so ready to cum for our(?) master! C’mon! Yes, yes, yes, yes!

“....no...No! NO, NO, NO, NO! Are you serious?! ANOTHER CLIFFHANGER?!” I said aloud, my mouth dropping my teat, feeling devastated. “But I was so close! I was...I...FUCK...", I screamed softly to myself, trying to force myself to cum, rubbing even harder. But now, the fact that her master promised to make his appearance in the next chapter and hadn’t given her permission yet...I didn’t feel right unless I came alongside her! I slammed my hands on my desk, tears rolling down my eyes. The thud shook my phone, prompting the screen to appear. The time appeared and it was getting pretty late. I didn’t even notice so much time had ed by, but I needed to call it a night, I promised Hailey after all. But to go an entire weekend without an orgasm despite my efforts, I couldn’t help but cry a bit as I turned off my computer and went to shower off my shame.

As I got into bed, cleaned up and ready to wake up early tomorrow morning for more work, I couldn’t help but think, that final chapter has to be on that Patreon, right? I can see Claire(the girl from the last story) finally submit to her master in person if I just subscribe, right? Right? No, I refuse to give in! My free-to-play(with myself) pride won’t allow it! I thought, not noticing how I was pinching and pawing at my hard nipples a bit before I drifted off to sleep. The depraved acts Claire did to herself swam through my mind throughout the night, flooding my dreams with sweet eroticism.