The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

“You did what?!” Jake exclaimed.

“I… fucked her, Jake,” Brian itted, guilt heavy in his voice. “I couldn’t stop myself. It was… it was just too much.”

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line, and for a brief second, Brian feared his friend was about to chastise him. Instead, Jake’s laughter broke through, loud and incredulous.

“Dude, are you serious?” Jake said, his tone filled with iration. “You actually did it? With Amy? Are you kidding me? That’s insane!”

“Yeah, it happened,” Brian laughed. “I still can’t believe it myself, but it really happened.”

“Shit, man. People would kill to be in your shoes right now. You fucked Amy. I mean, come on, man—she’s like… she’s untouchable. You just lived out every guy’s dream.”

“Yeah, it was incredible, but… I don’t know, Jake. It’s messing with my head. What if… what if she re? What if she figures out what happened?”

“Relax, man,” Jake said. “While you were off having your fun, I’ve been digging into this game. You know me—I couldn’t just sit around without figuring out if you were telling me the truth about this Brainless shit.”

Thanks to those words, Brian felt relieved. Jake had always been the brainy one, the guy who knew how to piece things together when everyone else was lost.

“Yeah?” he asked, his voice perking up. “What’d you find?”

“A lot,” Jake said flatly. “But first, let me ask you something—where exactly did you get this game? How’d you even stumble on it?”

Brian scratched the back of his head as he tried to gather his thoughts. “Well,” he began, “I’m always looking for weird, off-the-wall stuff online. I saw it on one of those obscure sites I like to browse sometimes. The description caught my eye—it said it was supposed to be this experimental, interactive thing, and, I don’t know, it sounded cool. Figured I’d give it a shot.”

Jake sighed on the other end of the line. “Of course you did,” he said, half amused and half exasperated. “Look, I’m not judging, but you might’ve bitten off more than you can chew this time. While you were busy living out a fantasy, I found a forum dedicated to this game, and dude—it’s some dark shit.”

“Dark? What do you mean?”

“There’s this guy,” Jake continued. “Apparently, he got his hands on the same game a while back, and his experience was… let’s just say, very similar to yours. But he seems to have taken the full potential of this opportunity.”

“How so?” Brian asked.

“I won’t spoil it for you,” Jake said, “but he recorded these videos—logs, really—to prove this Brainless game’s effects are real.”

“Wait, so there’s actual footage?”

“Yeah,” Jake confirmed. “And I watched some of it, and… it’s messed up. Really messed up. I’ll be honest, some of it was… uh, let’s just say, visually intense. I may have, uh, jacked off to a couple of the videos before realizing how twisted the whole thing was.”

Brian paused, unsure how to respond to that. “Uh… thanks for sharing?” he said awkwardly. “So what are you saying? That I need to watch these videos?”

“Absolutely. You need to see this for yourself, maybe the guy to see if he can help you get your sister out of that… whatever it is. I’ll send you the link right away.”

Brian felt his throat go dry as his phone buzzed with a new notification. He glanced down and saw a text from Jake with a link. “Okay,” he said, swallowing hard. “I’ll check it out. Thanks, Jake. I mean it. Thanks for looking into this.”

“No problem,” Jake replied, his tone softening. “Just don’t do anything stupid, alright? I’ll check in with you later.”

The call ended, leaving Brian alone with his thoughts and the link glowing on his screen. He stared at it for a long moment, his thumb hesitating to click it. Finally, after a few seconds, he took a deep breath and opened the link, his mind already bracing for what he might find.

The page greeted him with a black background and blood-red text that glowed brightly, almost as if it were alive. At the top, bold letters read:

“WARNING: THE CONTENT ON THIS SITE IS NOT FOR THE FAINT OF HEART. PROCEED AT YOUR OWN RISK.”

Underneath the warning was the site’s title: “The Brainless Experience,” authored by AbyssalVox097. A smaller subtitle read:

“They lose their minds. You gain their obedience. Welcome to the truth behind Brainless.”

The homepage featured a dark, sarcastic introduction written by AbyssalVox097, or “Vox,” as he referred to himself:

“So, you’ve stumbled upon my corner of the internet. Congratulations! My name’s Vox, and I’m here to tell you the truth about the so-called Brainless game. Think it’s just some quirky indie board game? Wrong. It’s a door to a twisted, fucked-up reality where minds get broken, and winners get all the power. But hey, don’t take my word for it. Explore the site. Watch the videos. Click the tabs. Just , you’re peeking into a world you might not be able to unsee. And before you cry about morality—trust me, the losers don’t mind. They’re too brainless to care.”

The page was littered with warnings about explicit content and disclaimers stating that the material wasn’t suitable for anyone under 18. A navigation bar at the top featured tabs labeled “Home,” “The Game,” “Girls,” “Videos,” and “.”

Curiosity burned within Brian as his mouse hovered over the “Girls” tab. Clicking it opened a gallery of photos, each featuring a girl posing provocatively with a small description beneath. They looked like high-end escort ads—but the accompanying details set them apart.

Brian clicked on the photo of the first girl. She had a sweet, doll-like face with brunette hair and hazel eyes that sparkled as she smiled innocently at the camera. Below her picture, the description read:

Name: Larisa

Age: 22

Perks: Follows basic commands, always smiling, can’t speak.

Status: 100% Brainless. Completely obedient; performs tasks without hesitation but nothing too complex.

Price: $500 per hour. Delivery and pickup included.

Brian’s felt anxious as he read the final line: “She is a doll to be used.” The bluntness of the statement was chilling, and the reality of what this site was offering began to sink in. Larisa wasn’t just a person—she was being sold as a product.

Shaking, Brian clicked on another profile. This girl shared some similarities with Larisa, but instead of brunette hair, she had jet-black hair and almond eyes. The description below provided more context:

Name: Sofia

Age: 24

Perks: Capable of speaking, follows complex commands, skilled in a variety of roles.

Status: Fully trained. Obedient but retains limited personality.

Price: $800 per hour. Delivery and pickup included.

Brian’s eyes remained fixed on the word “trained.” It felt grotesque, as though these women had been programmed like machines. Yet, despite that, he couldn’t look away. The website felt like a rabbit hole, and his curiosity dragged him deeper.

He returned to the navigation bar and clicked on “Videos.” The page loaded to reveal a grid of over a hundred video thumbnails, each featuring titles like “First Impressions,” “Testing Boundaries,” and “Full Obedience Achieved.” He clicked on the first one, his curiosity overpowering his unease.

The screen opened to show a stunning blonde woman with long, platinum-ironed hair and exquisite pale skin. Her wide blue were fixed on the camera and she remained completely still, making Brian hard in an instant.

The camera pulled back, revealing a man in a hoodie with a scruffy half-beard. He adjusted the lens awkwardly before grinning into the frame. “Uh… is this recording? Oh, okay. Hello, everyone!”

The guy remained silent for a moment as he brought the camera closer to the girl, who at all times stared at nothing.

“This beauty here,” he continued, gesturing toward the blonde woman, “is Katya. She’s my girlfriend—or, well, she was. Katya’s from Russia, and she lost to me in this little game we played together. You know the one: Brainless.”

With his bare hand, the cameraman gently took the beautiful girl by the nape of her neck, pulling her down and guiding her to the floor. The camera then focused on Vox’s cock, just a few centimeters from her mouth.

Brian remained speechless as he watched the man shake his cock up and down. Understanding the signal, Katya leaned forward, preparing to begin the blowjob.

The first thing the angelic Russian did was collect a pool of saliva in her mouth. She then leaned over the cock and gave a soft spit, letting a ball of drool drop onto the tip. At this, Vox took her by the hair, gently caressing her as a sign of congratulations, which seemed to motivate her. She used one hand to spread the saliva over the shaft, leaving it wet and ready for the next step.

“Yes,” Vox sighed, enjoying his girl’s skill.

With shy movements, Katya leaned in and ran her thin, delicate lips along the edge of the cock, gently engulfing it before releasing it again.

“As you can see,” Vox continued, his tone casual, “she’s completely obedient now. No resistance, no hesitation. Whatever I say, she does. It’s like having a living doll—only better, because she’s still warm and alive.”

In a moment of intense focus, the blonde pressed her lips to the glans and, as if it were a lover, began kissing it, creating wet, viscous sounds that echoed throughout the room.

“Shit,” Brian said out loud, finally understanding why Jake had jerked off to these videos.

Back in the scene, the young woman separated from the kiss to extend her tongue, dragging it along Vox’s cock. She started at the head, trailed down the shaft, and finally reached his balls, where she paused to suck on one of them with her delicate mouth.

With her mouth full, Katya glanced sideways at the camera as it zoomed in on her face. There, she gave a silly smile—innocent and detached—something enough to ignite Brian.

Just like that hot Russian was doing, Amy could too, couldn’t she? Why stop? Why not indulge in the game’s dark offerings and worry about everything else later?

The thought invaded him. His rational mind screamed at him to shake these ideas off, to focus on the bigger picture, to focus on the fact that he was committing incest against her will, but as he closed his eyes for a moment to steady himself, her image appeared. Not Katya’s—Amy’s. When he opened his eyes again, the shift felt almost intentional, as though his own mind was betraying him. He could see Amy’s face instead of Katya’s, smiling just as sweetly while performing the same act.

The video became even more exciting as Katya, this stunning blonde with her doll-like beauty, salivated so much that it wasn’t just Vox’s cock coated in drool—the floor beneath her had become slick with it. Brian laughed out loud as he noticed a small puddle forming at her knees, and even more so when he saw that despite this, she did not stop.

“You’re probably wondering what this has to do with you,” Vox’s voice interjected, dragging Brian back to the present. “Well, if you’ve got dreams of owning a Brainless girl like Katya, you’re in luck. Just check out the Girls tab, pick your favorite, and make an order. They’re all tested and ready to serve. Hell, you could even rent Katya here for an hour if you want. Delivery straight to your door. No hassle, no strings.”

Brian’s hands trembled as he dialed Jake’s number, the video still playing as Katya’s face was now coated in a fresh layer of cum.

“Yo, Brian,” Jake said as he picked up after the first ring, his voice casual and curious. “You good? Did you watch the videos?”

“Yeah, I did,” Brian blurted out, the words tumbling out in a rush. “Jake, this guy… this guy Vox or whatever his name is, he’s got a whole setup. I watched the first video, and there’s this girl—Katya. She’s stunning, like drop-dead gorgeous. And those crazy blue eyes. Man, I think I’m in love!”

“Did you watch the other videos?” Jake asked, cutting in quickly. “In the next ones, he’s explaining—”

“I don’t care about the other videos right now,” Brian interrupted, his adrenaline spiking like gasoline catching fire, the memory of Katya’s mechanical performance still fresh in his mind. “This is insane, Jake. And honestly… Amy’s here, and—damn it—I just need to fuck her again. I’ll worry about the rest later.”

“Brian, come on. You can’t just—”

“I said I’ll deal with it later!” Brian snapped, cutting Jake off once more before ending the call and tossing his phone onto the bed.

He wasn’t thinking about the warnings or the consequences. All that mattered now was Amy.

He was ready to fuck her again.

To be continued…