The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

1.

Three strikes and she was done.

“She” was Selina Guido and what she was done with was her boxing training for the night. Indeed, she was an accomplished Italian American boxer whose star was rising in the American Boxing League. She landed two quick japs and an uppercut. Training was complete.

That said, just because she was done training, doesn’t mean she would be leaving the gym right away. She still wanted to shower and thank the owner for keeping the gym open late. For it had allowed her to complete her training solo and away from the paparazzi and her small but growing legion of fans.

Speaking of which, she had many male fans. and it easy to see why. Unsurprisingly, Selina was built like a prizefighter She had large biceps thick toned legs, fair Caucasian skin, piercing blue eyes, lush black hair, done in a single braid that went down to her waist. She also had a rough, but endearing face. Currently she was dressed in a sleeveless black tank top and a light blue pair of gym shorts and white sneakers. Her body was covered in sweat.

Before she took her shower, however she needed a few minutes to recuperate and rehydrate. She sat on rog the gym’s benches and began to drink a Gatorade she at her side. It was cherry flavoured. Then she heard footsteps.

“Did you have a good workout, Selina?” A female voice with a clipped European accent asked the boxer. Selina looked to her right. It was Petra Avocmen, a well-known fitness expert and owner of this gym. Originally from the Czech Republic, Petra first gained fame as a popular model and spokesperson. Then she graduated to performing her own fitness routines and dieting plans. In a few years, her star had risen enough for her to move to the United States and earn a comfortable living there. She had even written a bestselling book.

Petra also had a body that was par for the course for someone with her occupation. She had strong arms, decent biceps, deep green eyes, a muscular torso. She also had blonde hair, bee-stung lips, high cheekbones, and a remarkable smile. She was also wearing black leggings and a black sports bra under a grey t-shirt.

“Yeah,” Selina panted. “I just need a few minutes. Thank you for keeping this place open late.”

“You’re welcome,” she said. “Anything for you,” Petra thought for a moment. “Actually, I was wondering if I could show you something.”

“What would that be?” Selena asked.

“Something very dear to me,” she responded. She took something off her neck. Then she walked to Cassandra and stood beside her. “It’s my sports medallion,” she explained. I got this when my fitness empire finally reached 1 million customers. It was a token to remind me of my success.”

Selina examined the medallion. It was beautiful. It was a gold medallion attached to a blue ribbon. In it’s centre was a clenched fist spiking a miniature volleyball.

“Ooh that’s pretty,” Selina remarked.

“Indeed, it is,” Petra agreed, beginning to swing it in front of Selina’s face. “Sometimes it’s so beautiful that it ends up being distracting.

“It looks so great swinging in the light, but I can’t help but stare at the centre, the beautifully crafted, glowing centre. Just follow it with your eyes and mind and you will see why. Just follow the medallion with your eyes and your mind and get lost in its centre.”

“The centre….” Selina said choppily, beginning to feel lightheaded.

“Yes the centre, Selina,” Petra continued. “Just put everything else outside of your mind except the centre. Give yourself over to the centre…”

After a few more minutes of this Selina’s eyes shut and her head slumped forward. Petra smiled, mischievously.

“Selina, can you hear me?” Petra asked.

“Yes, I hear you,” Selina whispered faintly.

“Very good,” Petra replied. “Now, you have given your eyes and mind to the centre, haven’t you?”

“Yes…” Selina confirmed. “I have given my eyes and mind to the centre.”

“That means you have given your eyes and mind to me,” Petra asserted.

“I have given my eyes and mind to you,” Selina droned.

“That you must do everything I command of you,” Petra intoned. “You must obey me. Say it.”

“I must obey you…” Selina said robotically.

“Very good,” Petra said. “Now Selina, you said you wanted to take a shower and you will. To do so, however, we must have one together. Please

follow me to the changeroom.”

“Follow you…” Selina slurred. A few seconds later she did just that.

2.

Selina and Petra were now in front of the changeroom’s private shower. Since the gym was officially closed, they did not have to worry about anyone—female or otherwise—walking in on them. Petra turned to the brainwashed boxer.

“Selina,’ she commanded. “When I snap my fingers, you will remove all your clothing. As you do you will become more sexually attracted to me, once you are naked you will be incredibly horny and want nothing more than to make love to me. Understood?”

Yes Mistress,” Selina replied sleepily, acting on another order Petra had given her. Selena started to disrobe. Her shoes and socks went first, then she undid her drawstring and dropped her shorts. Then she pulled her top over her head revealing a sweat-stained sports bra. She soon removed that, revealing her nice breasts along with her underwear—which revealed a shaved dark-haired clit. He clothes were now in a neat little pile on the changeroom floor.

For that matter, so were Petra’s clothes. She was naked now too. Naked and covered in sweat. Petra then turned on the shower. Water coursed out of the showerhead. Petra ordered Selina to her in the shower. Selina complied.

Petra pulled Selena in and kissed her hard on the mouth. Selina kissed her back hard. While Petra had always been a lesbian, it seems the medallion had unleashed Selena’s hidden ions. The two shimmied across the shower still kissing. They were now right under the showerhead, with Petra caressing Selina’s increasingly wet hair. The two soon switched places and Petra was furiously kissing Selina’s breasts as the boxer felt the linoleum tiles on the shower’s back wall. For someone whose occupation involved punching other people for a living, her breasts were surprisingly soft.

A few minutes later, Petra retrieved a bar of soap and began to lather Selina’s body with it. Selina giggled, the soap was tickling her. Petra soaped Selena’s biceps, torso, legs, and back. She even soaped Selina’s ass.

After soap came water. Petra shifted the showerhead, so Selina got full blast of it. Slowly but surely all the soap came off her. Petra then ordered Selina to use the shampoo. One “yes Mistress” later and Selina had squirted all over her braid and gleefully waited for the water to wash it away.

Of course, Petra also took the time to properly shower. She soaped herself and washed it off and had Selina hand her the shampoo. Then she used it and ed Selena directly under the showerhead.

After the shampoo was washed out of their hair, Petra had Selina lay on the floor and soon ed her. Selina was on her back, and Petra’s fingers were between the boxer’s legs. She inserted her fingers into her clit and went to work. She eagerly thrusted her digits into Selina’s inviting pussy. Selina moaned in ecstasy which each movement of Petra’s fingers. Her arousal skyrocketed and she climaxed thirty seconds later.

Now it was Petra’s turn to climax. She laid upon her back and spoke.

“Eat me out Selina,” she ordered.

“Yes Mistress,” Selina automatically responded. Selina instantly shoved her head between Petra’s legs and began licking. Petra moaned, loving the feel of Selina’s pink tongue against blonde pubic hair. Her horniness increased tenfold when Selina began to kiss it. She had hypnotized other women before, but she had never hypnotized someone as beautiful and strong as Selena. The very thought of it aroused her further. A moment later, she was ready to climax. She did just that a few seconds after that, her juices staining her entire face. Both women were wet in more ways than one.

3.

About thirty minutes—and several orgasms later—Petra and Selina had finished showering, dried off, and back in the gym’s workout area. Selina was sitting where she was sitting before. Petra was again swinging the medallion before Selena’s face. It was time for her to give the bewitched boxer her final commands.

“Selina,” Petra commanded. “I am going to snap my fingers. When I do, you will awaken from your trance. You will not anything that has happened here. You will not me hypnotizing you or our lovemaking. You finished your workout, had a nice relaxing shower and are ready to go home. Now, if you ever hear me and only me say the words “medallion punch” you will return to this trance and do as I command you. You will also recommend my gym to every female athlete you know that but nothing else.”

“Yes Mistress,” Selina said as Petra snapped her fingers.

“Whoa,” Selina said. Clarity had returned to her vision and her mind was once again her own. “What a workout. It’s quite late. I’ve got to be going. Thanks again, I’ll be sure to recommend this gym to some friends of mine.”

“Thanks,” Petra responded. “I appreciate it. Feel free to stop by anytime the gym’s open.”

“I’ll keep that in mind,” Selina said as she collected her things and left the gym.

A few minutes later, Petra began to close the gym for the night. She had a huge smile on her face. Selina may have been the professional boxer, but Petra was the one who had inflicted a—and made love to—a total knockout.