The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

The sun’s rays shined through the blinds once more, waking me up from a dream that I can only vaguely recall. Whatever it was definitely left me hot and bothered, as I got out the bed, soaked in sweat, my body dripping in juices of all sorts. Good thing I saved that shower for the morning. I made my way to the restroom and turned the water on, waiting for it to get warm before getting in. As I waited, I saw myself in the mirror. The usual body, the usual breasts, thighs, skin, and so forth, slightly moist with a layer of sweat. And despite having seen this body tens of thousands of times in the mirror before, I couldn’t help but squirm, my eyes checking myself out like a lecherous old man. As the heat from the shower hit me, I regained my composure and entered, washing my body thoroughly as I could, focusing on some parts more than others, my eyes constantly drawn to my soaked breasts until the thought of being late sifted through my mind, reminding me I had to help Hailey. I wrapped up my shower, got dressed in another one of my new outfits, not even bothering to put on underwear, and after throwing my sheets into the washer, left to work. This week felt so long but to think it’s only Wednesday. Or as some call it, hump day. I giggled at the thought, my hips grinding a bit on my car seat, unaware of the reaction I had.

Hailey stared at me as I was working on my report. I was too busy focusing on it to really acknowledge her, but I knew she was there and I knew she definitely staring at me. I mean, I am hot, so it was only natural. “Did you need something Hailey?” I asked as I was rounding out a good point to stop at before giving her my full attention.

“Are you not wearing a bra today?” she asked bluntly, her eyes never drifting from my chest.

“Oh, I guess I forgot, but I am wearing a sweater today so it should be fine!” I reasoned with her as I fidgeted, thinking how hot it was that she was very well aware of my bralessness, her eyes clearly seeing the curves and contours of my milkers.

“Nikki, first off, how do you forget that, secondly, you’re wearing a virgin killer, one with a boob window on top of that. That’s not just a sweater.” Hailey pointed out, not even trying to hide the fact she was definitely enjoying the view even in her state of confusion and skepticism.

“Hailey look—” I had started as I turned to face her, but now with my attention on her, my mind went blank for a second. I never really noticed but Hailey was fucking hot. Like, if I wasn’t here, she would definitely be next in line for the office slut. Slut? That didn’t sound ri-

“You okay there Nikki?” Hailey asked, looking a little more concerned now. I shook my head, trying to what I was going to tell her.

“Sorry, I’m just a bit tired is all. Yeah, with the report I’m helping you with, you know?” I felt a little bad trying to guilt her a bit, but I needed to make sure she didn’t think anything suspicious of my behavior(but why?).

“Oh, sorry, I didn’t know it was draining you this much. But I really do appreciate the help. Look, I’ll stop bugging you over your fashion choices, okay?” She said, trying to make amends. I felt a pang of guilt from her reaction. But then she made her way over and gave me a hug as a token of her apology. And when she did my mind also fried entirely. Her scent, the touch of her skin, the feel of her chest on my body. I may be an F cup, but Hailey was not far behind with her Ds. All of this sensory overload had my body tremoring, and when I opened my eyes, it was almost lunch time. I looked at my work so far, and it looked like I was keeping up a good pace. I don’t even getting all this done, but it’s not something I need to worry about. Yeah, it really wasn’t. And with it being so close to lunch time, I saved my progress and thought it was a good time to get something to munch on.

“Hey Nikki! You headed to lunch? Listen, sorry about this morning. I know I put a lot of stress on you this week but...", she rambled on. I lost track of what she was saying, as I just looked at her like a piece of meat. The things I wanted to do with her, to try, the crevices of her body I wanted to explore. I noticed a change in her body language, her face lowered a bit. She looked confused. Was she saying something?

“Nikki! Are you even listening?” she snapped at me.

“Oh, I’m so sorry, I guess I’m more tired than I thought, you were saying something about lunch I think?” I was ready for her to scold me. She said that like way in the beginning, I was ready to here her berate me. To tell me how much a stupid bitch I am. How I needed to be punished for not listening. I shuddered at the thought of what she would do to me, my breath getting just a little ragged.

“Yeah, I was saying I bought you lunch, so come eat with me!” She held up a bag from McBurger Queen with a smile on her face.

“Oh, thanks, that means a lot to me Hailey!” I said, hiding my disappointment at not being berated by a beauty such as herself. Why was that disappointing? I shook my head, trying to clear my hide of all these conflicting thoughts before following her to the breakroom, the entire time I could feel the eyes of every guy(and some girls) on my body. I decided to give them a little show without Hailey noticing by swaying my ass a bit more than usual. I don’t know why but that felt so good, knowing my body was being acknowledged for how hot and sexy it was. As we rounded the corner to the break room, I dropped something. As though I was automated, I bent forward to pick it up immediately and put it back in my wet pussy, causing Doug from ing, the one in the cubicle at the very end of the hall who could see me from his angle quite a show. I could hear him almost fall out his chair as I caught back up with Hailey.

“Drop something?” she asked, not aware of the performance I just put on display.

“Yeah, but I got it, nothing to worry about!” I assured her as we entered the breakroom and sat for lunch. She ed me my burger and dug into the bag for hers. After some unwrapping, I brought the sandwich to my mouth, feeling so hungry all of a sudden. Right as I went to take a bite, I stopped and noticed Hailey. She pushed the strand of hair back and opened her mouth wide. Slowly she chomped down into it, the juices spilling down her cheek, using her finger to bring it back to her lips, licking it clean as she moaned, savoring the taste of it as she swallowed, the bulge going down her throat as she got ready to take another bite. That’s when she stopped. Why did she stop?

“Nikki, you okay?” She noticed my staring. I snapped a bit out of it with her sudden question, realizing I was drooling quite a bit.

“Oh, yeah, it just, you know, looked so tasty-your burger! That is to say...", an excuse I made up, hoping she didn’t realize I was checking her out.

“Than dig into yours silly!” she said before going back to eating hers. Yeah, I should just dig into mine. I looked at my burger and softly bit into. As I did, I stared back at Hailey as she took another scrumptious bite. Seeing her eat, her mouth around that sandwich, I could just imagine how it felt, her succulent lips, her tongue bathing in the succulent fluids that secreted from the meat. God, I wanted that so bad, my mouth practically making out with my own burger before taking a bite, chewing it sensually, imagining its flavor and aroma as Hailey’s before swallowing it down like a good girl. Oh god, if only-

“Nikki!” Hailey said abruptly. Startled, I responded immediately.

“What is it, what did I do?”

“You’re such a messy eater, I swear! You got a good chunk of sauce on your cheek!” Before I had a chance to wipe it off, she leaned her face towards me. “Here, let me take care of it!” She said as she licked it off in one fluid motion, giggling after she licked her lips clean for toying with me. Or at least I assume she did, cause after she licked me, my mind went white, and when I came too, it was already time to go. I was at my desk and saw the words “saving...” appear. Finally the day was over! When did that happen? I grabbed my stuff and wiped my seat before taking off. I waved bye to Hailey as I went to the parking garage and went home. As I drove home, I noticed how cold my chest felt. I looked down and saw my tits where the boob window revealed were covered in drool and the AC hitting it made them feel even colder. I’m not sure when that happened, but I’m sure glad no one saw. Was I really glad no one saw? I wiped off the drool with my hand until the friction dried most of it up, grazing my nipples a bit as I did. The feel excited me, but not as much as the thought of reading another amazing story when I get home.

Putting my sheets from the washer to the dryer, the damp touch gave me a familiar feeling. As I turned the machine on and left, I couldn’t help but be a little enticed to play with the humming machine. No, what am I thinking? I need to read another story! I turned heel and went back to my room before turning my computer on and clicking on the bookmark that took me back to PitayaCat’s list of stories. It’s not like they had an endless amount, but I felt like I could read his stories forever. If only every chapter wasn’t behind a paywall, he’d be the perfect storyteller! Ah, whatever, lets have some more fun. I didn’t even realize how much off my usual routine I’ve ventured off. I used to only read these stories on the weekends, mostly Saturday, and spend my weekdays doing errands and working out. I mean, I knew I was busy this week helping Hailey and all. God, if only she could only help me with this problem. I pouted to myself, softly grazing myself. But still, I felt like I did nothing but Sleep, work, play, rinse and repeat. Maybe I should just take a break for tonight. As I was thinking of closing the page, my hand roamed the cursor on its own accord to another story. Why does my mouse do that sometimes? Before I even thought further into what transpired, I was already reading the summary of the story it had clicked on.

The story is supposedly about a girl who had been sheltered too harshly by her parents. I can kind of relate, I had strict parents as well. One day, she enters an adult movie theatre out of curiosity, since she’s never experienced adult activities of any sort, despite being a 19 year old in college. 19 years and never experiencing anything erotic? I could never. But it looks like she got more than she bargained for when she decided to watch the film, “The Fall of Inhibitions”. That sounded pretty hot, I’ve read a few stories where the girl gets hypnotized in a theatre and they’re almost always added to my favorites. That’s when I realized, it only had one chapter. And something I didn’t think I’d ever see. It was labeled Complete. Holy shit, now way! Did I finally find it? The story to bring me to the promised land?! I small squee of delight escaped my lips as I got ready to read it. But I ed the disclaimer portion, I stopped and scrolled back up. Something caught my eye. A link? That was strange, normally links would be saved for the bottom of the story, mainly for and what not. At the top now, I read through what I thought was just the disclaimer. But at the end of it before the story began, there was a link with the following attached:

“Dear reader, I don’t normally make such a short story, so to make it up, I decided to up the immersion! Click here and you’ll get to see the same movie Sarah watches! Just click play when the story dictates that the film is starting and it’ll be like you’re right with her! Some of you more imaginative watchers may even feel like you are her! Enjoy!” (text to speech program recommended if using the link)

The thought of being able to experience the story to this extent made my body flush with arousal. How hot would it be to go down into erotic, hypnotic bliss like I was the main character, I wondered. Text to speech huh? I noticed I would need one of those. They’re always a pain to use since the good ones cost money, but I do know some have a free trial. I opened a separate tab and look for one as quick I could. It only took a few minutes, but I found one, fed it my credit card info for the free trial and ed the software. I mean, I can just use my card right now to PitayaCat’s Patreon- no, no, no... I thought to myself, there was no need. I was about to get off tonight! There was no need to compromise my pride! This is what I had been searching for, and I can finally go about my day starting tomorrow with a clear head! The software finished ing, which meant it was time. I copied the story and pasted it into the text-to-speech program. From there, I went back to the story page and clicked the link for the video. It took me to another page where it was just the video player. Wasn’t even sure what site this was, definitely not Youtube and definitely not any of the common porn sites I was used to. I shrugged off my curiosity of the domain and went to click play on the book reader. I quickly went back to the video tab, my cursor hovering the play button waiting for the queue as I listened intently. The default narrator was a calm, feminine voice. It was really gentle on the ears as it read the story. A nice change of pace, since the last ones I used way back when were shitty free ones that had a gyrating robotic voice. This one is definitely more relaxing.

The story so far was basically as summed by the synopsis. Sarah had been a girl in a very strict family. They never let her do anything fun, they always monitored her, kept tabs on any electronic device she had, and treated her like a baby. Even after turning 18 and getting enrolled into college, she didn’t have the funds to move out cause they were too worried she would be influenced by someone malicious at any job she might be at. Poor girl, to be like a bird in a cage, I thought as a small tear formed in my eye. What is this, I came here to get off, not get sentimental! C’mon, where’s the juicy part? But it’s not like I could read faster, since this was all done through audio with a predetermined speed. , it’s for the immersion! Focus! I told myself, trying to shut out my needy thoughts and enjoy the story for now. The story continued, and she was at college now, paid for by her parents since they knew she wouldn’t have funds, but she was still living with them for the time being. On her 19th birthday, she had a small party with her friends at the school campus, where they brought her a cake. As she was opening the gifts they got her, one of them was just an envelope with something inside. Sarah thought it was just a gift card or money, but to find out it was a free for one movie at the local adult theatre. As she read its description, she went red with embarrassment. Ah, how cute! Sarah asked who it was from, with her friend Samantha confessing to it. Before she gave the group a chance to berate for such a gift, she chimed in why. Sam said that since her parents never let her do anything fun, especially in the context of adult entertainment, why not give her a chance to experience it somewhere her parents had no means to check. Pretty smart actually, since it’s not like a movie you watch in theatres gets tracked in your browser history. This tempted Sarah once she heard that line of reasoning. Unsure how to respond, she thanked Sam for the gift regardless and pocketed the ticket. The story continued from there, detailing some more minor events and what not, as well as how Sarah convinced her parents to let her go to the movies with her friends. But this was a lie. She wasn’t going with her friends, she was going alone, and she was going to finally experience what it was like to be an adult! Finally, we’re getting to the most immersive part where the fun begins! At the theatre, she didn’t want to chance that her parents saw she was looking up the movies from an adult theatre when they did their weekly internet search checks. Jesus Christ, she’s an adult, let her bed! So she went in blind, hoping a movie would be starting around the time she got there. And she was in luck! She saw the showtime for the movie, “The Fall of Inhibitions”, was just about to start! It was a fascinating poster too, a black and white spiral with a woman in front, but you could only see her from the waist up and her head was hidden in the shadows, starting from right below where her eyes would be. She had one hand on her hips and her other over her mouth, with her fingers in a “shush” pose over her rosy red lips. I really wish that poster was on the thumbnail of this video, that would have been even better than just the black screen with a play button! Sarah went to the counter and gave her movie ticket to the lady running the ticket booth. With a surprised look on her face, she grinned and let her in. She was a lot prettier than she thought someone working at this kind of place would look like. She shook the stray thought from her head and went through the theatre until she found her movie screening. There were a couple more people inside, which made it look a bit full until she realized it was a lot smaller than a normal theatre. Guess that would make sense, it’s not like they’re airing the latest marvel movie in here or anything. As I found my seat, I noticed something. Everyone here was a girl. I thought for sure this would be more catered to men, since Dad always said boys were animals consistently who just wanted intercourse. Before I could think about that further, the lights dimmed and the projector started, the hum of the machine audible as the movie appeared on screen. Here it is! Finally! I had my mouse hovered over the play button, curious if I should hit it now. But my query was answered when I heard the TTS narrator continue reading the story. The film was starting, Sarah said, which meant it was time for me to her! Pressing play, the video flickered like a movie would. I made it full screen, since I wanted to make sure I experienced this as best I could like I was watching with Sarah in the theatre. Right as I did though, I noticed the bar length at the bottom said 3 hours before fading away. 3 hours? I don’t have time to watch this for- A small humming noise appeared. It felt, oddly relaxing. What was I worried about? I wondered before my attention was immediately brought back to the video and story. Sarah had also noticed a small humming noise, not like any noise a projector would make. Omg, it really does feel like were watching this together! I was so excited, like I had taken a step into the book itself! And that’s when it appeared. What had showed on the screen was a black and white spiral. Pretty cliche, yeah, but what do you expect from a movie like this? Hey, I said no thinking! As the spiral started to spin, it suddenly felt so relaxing. Like it was drawing us in, never stopping, just spinning over and over. The video and audio from the TTS program felt like they melded into one, like the narration was part of the movie. As the spiral continued to swirl, I felt myself getting sleepier and sleepier, feeling so good, the world fading away. Wait, this isn’t actually hypnotizing me, I mean, hypnosis isn’t actually rea-

“Hi, and welcome to my home made film! I know so many of you are eager to return! And to those who are here for the first time, I hope you have a very pleasant experience!” Said the voice of what sounded like a very beautiful woman. Her words were spoken with such elegance as they seeped into our mind. “Now, as per usual, let’s see who is new here. To everyone whose first time it is today, please raise your hand. Sarah had raised hers lazily, and so did I but without noticing. “Good! To those who rose their hand, I’m going to need you to pay extra attention today, okay?”

“Okay...", Sarah and I both said in unison.

“Excellent!” she replied as though she could hear and see us through the prerecorded movie. “So, as you have noticed, the spiral is a very calm and relaxing thing to look at! It spins round and round, drawing you deeper and deeper into it’s spiral! I know you’ve already felt it’s power the second it turned on, especially those who have returned, but we’re going to take you even deeper! , this movie is called The Fall of Inhibitions, so you should have an idea of what we’re getting into!” We both mentally agreed with her reasoning. It only made sense. Watching a movie about inhibitions falling could only mean it was ours that were doing so. “Alright, now that we’re all on the same page, without further ado, let’s really let you enjoy the movie!” Suddenly, in front of the spiral was a countdown, like the old movies would have, but starting from 10. As it counted down, the hum became a bit more erratic, and the screen would shift a bit. Every little movement, every misaligned frame kept us focused on the screen as the countdown got lower and lower. Our bodies became more relaxed, slumping, drool slowly trickled down our chins as the screen went 3...2...1. 0! A sharp snap cut through the hum as the words “DROP” flashed on screen. The words burned into our retinas as we immediately plunged into a dark, deep slumber...