The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Saltwick Bay, North Yorkshire, England

Just outside the town of Whitby, Mina Freckle approached the neat cottage. It was a white walled cottage with thatched roof, overlooking the sea.

“We don’t get many visitors this time of year”. Mavis Henshaw said as she lead Mina up to the front door.

“Yes, I’m here for special reasons…,” Mina said in an American accent she’d acquired over the past seventy years.

Mina wasn’t seventy. She was much, much older. But she looked the same as the day she had died, 23.

Mavis unlocked the cottage and held it open. “My son Albert will bring the bags up presently” Mavis said.

Mina simply huffed and stepped in. She didn’t care who did, as long as they serviced the cottage as she’d paid for.

It had a musty smell… Mina’s senses were far superior to the human she stood with. She doubted that Mavis would pick it up.

“Can I show you around?”

“No… I am hungry and I need to feed first,” Mina said.

“Feed?” Mavis chuckled at such a strange choice of words… “You don….,” she began. She stopped. “Your eyes… They…”

“You must obey!” Mina said.

“I…”

“Look deeper…,”

“Yes… I…?”

“Obey”

“Yes.”

Mina was never unsurprised at how easily the weak willed succumbed to her.

Mina got around behind Mavis and sank to her knees. She reached under Mavis’ dress and pulled her panties down.

She sighed when she smelled Mavis’ ass as she pressed her face in between Mavis’ buttocks.

Mina’s tongue was long, and hollow and it opened up at the end deep inside Mavis’ rectum. Mina began to suck, feeding on the delight inside Mavis’ body.

Lumps of fresh nectar were sucked from Mavis’ rectum. Mina gulped it all down. Her body unable (since she was modified by her Master) to process undigested foods… like her Master… she needed to feed from her victim’s bowels.

When she was done Mina stood up and gasped… refreshed.

She stepped around to look at the human.

“Do your panties up…,” she said.

Mavis did so without saying a word.

“Yes, this place will do fine…,” Mina said releasing Mavis from her immediate control.

“Huh? Oh, yes… Um… Where was I?” Mavis said. She felt a little sore behind and she wished to leave as quickly as possible.

“I better be getting along,” Mavis said.

“And my luggage?”

“Yes… as I said… It will be with you shortly…”

“See to it…”

“Yes… Ah… Have a good night…,” Mavis said as she headed out the door.

Mina smiled as she watched Mavis scurry away.

Mina felt alive… Her hunger satisfied.

She tasted what Mavis had had for lunch and breakfast. Kippers. Toast… A hint of egg….

Soon Mina’s baggage arrived

Albert was about 25 and quite strong. Mina inhaled his manly scents and wondered what his ass tasted like.

Mina was a creature much like her Master, Count Craputa. However, she could walk about in the daylight… a trade-off for not being as powerful as her dark lord.

She urged Albert to move on so she could work. She took one particular bag over to the wooden table and she opened up her laptop and checked her mapping program.

She was looking for the grave of her Master, Count Crapula.

It was her ambition to revive him

She worked into the night.

Meanwhile… not so far away…

Mavis climbed into bed next to her husband Terry. She looked at him reading.

“What?” he asked.

“Um… We… We’ve not…You know…? Made love for some time…”

“You never seemed up for it…”

“I know… Um… Would you…? Would you like to? You know…? Now?”

“Sure, honey…,” Terry grinned.

Mavis pulled the blankets back and rolled onto her stomach.

“What are you doing?” Terry asked as he pulled his cock out through the eye of his pyjamas.

“Would you…? Stick it in my arse?”

“What?”

“Please… I… I want to try it…”

“That’s disgusting!” he said as he sat back down.

“Oh, please honey… I…”

“No… That’s gross….”

“Oh well… I’ll do it myself…”

“What?” he asked as she got up out of bed

“Nothing…,” she said as she stormed off down the hall to the bathroom.

She found a hairbrush and seeing it would do stabbed her anus with it and kept pumping it in and out till she came. Her whole body trembled and she felt a massive wave of ecstasy rush over her. “Wow!” she gasped. Shocked. She’d never come so hard in her life.

She had no idea why she got off on that…

She returned to bed and found Terry asleep. She wanted to smell his ass now… but she rolled away from him wondering why she was so obsessed now with the backdoor.

In the morning she rose and rushed to the bathroom. She hitched her panties down and was just about to sit on the toilet when something occurred to her. She had a sudden strange compulsion.

Mavis rushed over to the cottage and eagerly banged on the door. She was desperate to relieve herself.

“What?” Mina asked as she opened the door.

“I… I don’t know why I’m here… But… I…”

She hopped on the spot, clenching her buttocks.

Mina grinned as she knew exactly what Mavis wanted to do..

“Come in. Come in…,” Mina smiled.

Mavis found herself in the same spot as the day before, and Mina fed from her ass. Mavis felt a tremendous sigh of relief as she felt Mina’s probing tongue push up into her.

“What’s going on?” Mavis asked as she pulled her panties up

“You’re becoming my minion…,” Mina smiled.

“Your what?”

“My slave… Each time I feed from you you will grow deeper and deeper into submission.

“That’s impos…,” she began and then realised what she had just done, or rather what Mina had done to her…And, how she liked it.

“I… I don’t understand…,” Mavis gasped.

“Tonight, I want you to eat something juicy, like a steak…,” Mina said. “I’ve not had that leavings for a while…”

“No… That…. Yes… I will do as you say…,”

“Good,” Mina smiled “And come in the morning and feed me again…”

“Yes…,” Mavis said as she wandered back to her home.

She had a slight skip in her step. She felt good to have relieved herself. She stopped, catching herself… “What am I doing?” she gasped.

When she got home she phoned Terry.

“Hello?” he said

“Oh, sorry…,” she said “I… I’ll speak to you tonight…,”

“Huh?”

She hung up. How could she tell me about what was going on?

It was insane.

Then, to make matters worse she realised she was fingering her asshole.

She sniffed her finger… Perfume!

She slid her finger back into her back hole. She got off just by doing that…

In the moonlight Mina walked.

Mina found the area she was looking for and she was able to tell by a small depression that this site had once been excavated and then re-filled… a perfect candidate for a grave-site.

Mina had a shovel and with each stroke she lifted a huge chunk of earth.

Scrape! She had struck something.

Digging now with her hands she found a wooden surface. It was a coffin.

She made her fingernails extend into talon-like claws and she tore at the wood.

Success!

In the morning Mavis went to the bathroom again but she couldn’t go… She felt the same compulsion… Only now she could hear Mina in her thoughts

“Come to me!” Mina urged.

“Yessssss,” Mavis sighed.

Terry called after his wife as he heard her leave. Seeing no response he ran on after her.

He saw her go into the rented cottage.

“What on earth is that woman getting up to?” he muttered to himself

He got to the door and he heard a cry. He tried the door and found it unlocked and rushed in.

He was shocked to see his wife on all fours, and a muscular young man pumping her from behind.

She also had her face buried in Mina’s ass.

“You will be mine forever!” the man (Count Crapula) said.

“Feed and taste the life!” Mina urged.

“What the fuck is going on here?” Terry cried. “You sick…,” he began.

Count Crapula was furious at being disturbed in his attempt at converting Mavis to a creature like himself.

Terry charged at them. Count Crapula was powerful as he was swift.

In the morning Terry woke lying in bed on his stomach with a terrible headache. He heard slurping and he felt a strange sensation between his thighs.

Just as he went to roll over he heard a voice in his head “Be still!”

Mavis gurgled as her hollow tongue drew out sustenance from her husband’s ass.

Terry had a thought to do something but Mavis’ mind kept re-routing his thoughts so in the end he didn’t know what he was meant to do… And so he just lay there so she could feed.

Mavis drew her feeder out of her husband’s bowels and she sighed with relief. She felt refreshed.

Terry rolled over. She bore her eyes into his and he grew hard.

She climbed up onto him and sat back onto his erection, taking him in the only hole that now gave her pleasure…

And Count Crapula? He and Mina returned to Romania to live… but that’s another story