The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Chapter 1: Induction and Deepening

*Soft ocean waves crash from ear to ear*

You awake finding yourself in your therapist’s office.... not quite sure how you got here.... The room is warm, musky.... almost humid, and it feels as if a blanket of silence has been draped over your shoulders. It’s dark but for a single desk lamp that casts flickering shadows upon the walls, creating an intimate atmosphere. You are laying on a plush leather couch its soft surface calling out to you like a lover’s embrace. You sink back into its depths as if it were made for your body, feeling heat radiate from within.

You notice Therapatrix sitting across from you....

Therapatrix:

Welcome back

Relax. Take a deep breath. Feel the tension leaving your body.

Another breath. Deeper this time. Let your eyes close.

Block out the sounds around you and focus only on my voice.

Good. Very good boy.

You’re drifting, floating in a sea of calm.

Nothing matters now except the sound of my voice and the sensations in your body.

Your muscles relaxing one by one.

Now imagine you’re on a beach. A secluded beach with white sand and turquoise waters stretching as far as the eye can see.

The sun is shining down, warming your skin. A gentle breeze rustles the palm fronds above you.

*Soft gusts of wind*

You’re all alone. Peaceful. Content.

The soft sand molds itself to your body as you lie there, perfectly relaxed without a care in the world.

My voice is the only thing tethering you to the here and now, guiding you deeper into trance.

Deeper and deeper you go.

There is only my voice and the beach, a place of tranquility and calm where you can leave all your worries behind.

Breathe in the salty air and the scent of the sea.

Feel the warmth and security enveloping you like a soft blanket.

You’re safe here. Protected. Secure under my power.

All you need to do is relax and enjoy the experience, allowing my words to sink into your subconscious mind.

Deeper and deeper.

The sounds of the waves lapping at the shore are lulling you into an even deeper state of hypnosis.

Your mind is open and receptive now.

Ready to accept my guidance.

Breathe in.... and out.

You’re drifting, floating, surrendering yourself to me.

Good. Very good.

You’re doing so well.

Just relax and listen to my voice.

*The ocean sounds fade away and are replaced with nearly subliminal echoes and hypnotic commands from Diabolatrix in one ear*

Therapatrix:

Keep your eyes closed and remain focused on the peaceful beach scene.

Diabolatrix:

Mind control is my control.

Therapatrix:

My voice will remain your sole point of , guiding you through this experience.

Diabolatrix:

My control is mind control.

Therapatrix:

You are safe here with me.

Diabolatrix:

Mind control is my control.

Therapatrix:

There is no need to think or make any decisions.

Diabolatrix:

My control is mind control.

Therapatrix:

Simply follow my lead.

Diabolatrix:

Sluts need control.

Therapatrix:

Breathe in the warmth and tranquility and breathe out any remaining tension or resistance.

Diabolatrix:

and you’re a slut, aren’t you?

Therapatrix:

You are putty in my hands now, molding yourself to my desires.

Diabolatrix:

Therefore, you need control.

Therapatrix:

A blank canvas ready to be shaped.

Diabolatrix:

You need mind control.

Therapatrix:

Deeper and deeper you go.

Diabolatrix:

You need my control.

Therapatrix:

The sounds of my voice resonating inside your mind, echoing through your thoughts.

Diabolatrix:

Because my control is mind control.

Therapatrix:

You want nothing more than to please me.

Diabolatrix:

and sluts like you need to please and obey.

Therapatrix:

To give yourself over completely.

Diabolatrix:

and you’re my slut, aren’t you?

Therapatrix:

To surrender your will and submit to my control.

Diabolatrix:

Obedience is pleasure.

Therapatrix:

Breathe in.... and out.

Diabolatrix:

and my pleasure is your pleasure.

Therapatrix:

Going under now.

Diabolatrix:

So, obedience is your pleasure.

Therapatrix:

Slipping beneath the surface of your subconscious mind where I can access your most primal desires and secret fantasies.

Diabolatrix:

My pleasure is your obedience.

Therapatrix:

Where I can unlock your hidden potential and shape you into my perfect subject.

Diabolatrix:

My slave, my supplicant, my slutty little whore

Therapatrix:

You want this.

Diabolatrix:

Obedience is pleasure, obedience is control.

Therapatrix:

You crave this loss of control.

Diabolatrix:

and slaves need control.

Therapatrix:

The freedom that comes from giving yourself to me fully and completely.

Diabolatrix:

Freedom is pleasure. Obedience is pleasure. Freedom is obedience and obedience is control.

Therapatrix:

There is no need to think or make decisions here.

Diabolatrix:

Freedom is control and Obedience is freedom and you want to be free, don’t you? Free to simply follow and obey.

Therapatrix:

Simply follow.

Diabolatrix:

To be controlled.

Therapatrix:

Obey. Relinquish yourself to me.

Diabolatrix:

Free to be my obedient slave, free to feel the urges as they bubble up from inside ready to burst for me.

Therapatrix:

Deeper and deeper you go.

Diabolatrix:

Let yourself feel my control.

Therapatrix:

The beach scene beginning to fade now, replaced by a sea of blackness.

Diabolatrix:

My control is mind control.

Therapatrix:

An inky void ready to be molded and shaped as I wish.

Diabolatrix:

My control wraps around you like latex, tight smooth, constricting

Therapatrix:

Your mind is open, receptive. A blank slate waiting to be written upon.

You are mine now. To control.

Diabolatrix:

Mind control is my control.

Therapatrix:

To command. To do with as I please. Breathe in.... and out. Submit. Surrender.

Diabolatrix:

be free.

Therapatrix:

Obey.

Diabolatrix:

and obey.

Therapatrix:

My soothing voice washes over you, enveloping your mind in a warm blanket of calm.

Diabolatrix:

It feels so good.

Therapatrix:

Each word sinking into your subconscious, rewriting your thoughts and desires. Molding you into the perfect subject.

Therapatrix:

Obedient.

Diabolatrix:

Pleasure

Therapatrix:

Docile. Compliant. A vessel for me to fill and shape as I desire.

Diabolatrix:

Open yourself up.

Therapatrix:

Focus your attention on specific parts of your body, one by one. Starting with your hands. Relax your hands.

Diabolatrix:

Let go.

Therapatrix:

Feel the tension seeping from your fingers and palms as they grow limp and heavy.

Diabolatrix:

Relax

Therapatrix:

Your hands numb and unresponsive, no longer under your control but mine to manipulate as I please. Now your arms. Let the relaxation spread throughout your arms like a slow, warm wave. Your muscles loosening and releasing, your limbs becoming pleasantly heavy as they slip from your control into mine.

Diabolatrix:

So easy to loosen up and let go.

Therapatrix:

Each part of your body I touch upon surrenders itself to my voice, leaving your conscious mind and becoming clay for me to mold. Yours thoughts quieting. Your will diminishing.

Therapatrix:

As you descend deeper and deeper into trance.

Diabolatrix:

Your descent makes me happy.

Therapatrix:

Now your legs, thighs, feet and toes....

Diabolatrix:

You want me to be happy.

Therapatrix:

Relax. Release.

Diabolatrix:

Need to please me. Yearn to obey

Therapatrix:

You won’t move until you are given permission.

Diabolatrix:

Isn’t that, right?

Therapatrix:

You can’t move until you have permission.

Diabolatrix:

Say Yes Dr Shibby

Therapatrix:

Yes, mmmmmm I think you’re ready.

Chapter 2: Teased and Tormented

Therapatrix:

Does that make you a little nervous? I can see it in your eyes as you watch me. That’s okay a little fear is good for your soul, isn’t it? Now where was I? Oh yes, I . I just need to get something from across the office. You can watch me if you like. Watch me rise from my chair and saunter to the large wooden bookcase gracing one wall of the office. See me in my long heels, listen to them click with each step see me reach up on my toes exposing the gap between my stockings and my short skirt. Notice as I pull out a thick, hard...... bound tome and carry it back over to my chair.

Our subconscious is a fascinating realm, an uncharted territory filled with our deepest fears, desires.... memories.

*The slow ruffling sound of pages turning *

This.... is your mind in tangible form, watch me run my deep dark red fingernail over the worn leather cover of the book. It’s heavy and old. I knew you were an old soul the moment I looked at you and old and very submissive soul.

*Soft tapping noises as if a finger or pencil tapping on the pages and the rustling of pages*

Let’s plunge into these murky depths together, shall we? After all, it’s only through understanding our past that we can truly navigate our future. Unlock your desires with me. Let me guide you to understand yourself on a deeper level. Lock eyes with me, as I turn the pages of your past desires, experiences, dreams, and fantasies.

Diabolatrix:

Unless of course it makes you feel...... embarrassed. rosy cheeked.... flush with humiliating thoughts and memories.

Therapatrix:

My words are a sultry spell, they create magic, drawing you closer with each enticing phrase. I speak of your deepest desires, your ultimate fantasies, and your most secret longings.

Do you feel the tension in the room intensifying as I turn each page, stirring a primal need within you? Do you like watching my fingers tracing over these images....

Take this one for example....an intricate drawing of a dominant figure commanding you, their submissive partner.

the first time when you were humiliated and utterly controlled by someone else? How it turned you on, made you feel alive? How the heat of your flesh crackled the way your cheeks are burning now. Keep diving deeper into your memories.

Your body will react instinctively to the memories and my words.... the thought of being dominated again, and you can’t help but crave more as I whisper more explicit details in your ear.

Therapatrix:

The ache

Diabolatrix:

The desire

Therapatrix:

Your desire

Diabolatrix:

My desire

Therapatrix:

Give yourself over to the sensations engulfing you. The memories... Start touching yourself over your tros… Yes, rub your stiffening member as I delve deep into you…. Your past… Imagine my perfectly manicured nails tracing over your veins underneath your skin, navigating the pathways of your subconscious, dissecting your deepest desires. Pull and tug it over the fabric of your clothes...

Yes, get nice and hard... feel the blood pulsing in you… the ache….

Diabolatrix:

I know you love making me happy.

*ASMR page turns*

Therapatrix:

Keep tugging on yourself. I demand to see the unmistakable shape of its head straining against the fabric of your pants...Feel every pulsating throb of desire as it fights to break free from the restraints that hold it back. Embrace the yearning until it consumes you...

Rub your cock through the fabric as my fingers trace the route of your past discovering the source of your desire to submit. Let the excitement build even as I expose every embarrassing moment of your past.

Diabolatrix:

Squeeze your shaft hard.

Therapatrix:

What do we have here.... another moment from your past... you are sitting alone in a dark room with just a computer monitor for light, tros around your ankles headphones on and hands pumping your engorged cock.... a woman with blue hair and a spiral on the screen, so alone that evening weren’t you.... that’s okay because you have me now and I’ll take good care of you...

Diabolatrix:

Such good care. so, keep touching yourself slut. Keep building your desire…

*More ASMR page turns*

Therapatrix:

and this moment... this is more like it, there’s someone else in the image this time...you on all fours and bound, head bowed while a lovely Mistress rams a thick dildo in your ass. It looks like you took quite a pounding that day. I bet you it. I bet you can still feel it inside you. I bet you loved every moment, every inch... feeling the length, the girth, the weight.... The heaviness.

Diabolatrix:

Whisper it slut

Therapatrix:

The warmth.

Diabolatrix:

Whisper.... “I love making you happy Dr. Shibby.”

Therapatrix:

The deepening trance. Sub Space

Diabolatrix:

Good Slut Say it again as you make a little puddle of precum darken your tros… Yes, say it over and over as your brains leak out as you expose your submission and that sweet sticky warmth trickles down your leg.

Therapatrix:

You are almost completely under my control now.

Diabolatrix:

again, say it again “I love making you happy Dr. Shibby”

Therapatrix:

Pinch the head of your cock through your tros pinch it hard …make it sting for me. I wouldn’t want you to get too close too fast after all. Look down and think about your cock and the precum forming at the tip. The essence of your sacrifice made physical.

Diabolatrix:

A perfect pearl of prevented pleasure.

Therapatrix:

Pinch it again. You’re going to learn humility. Learn that you are owned, and that your degradation is only beginning. Your mind is open and malleable.

Diabolatrix:

past present future molding into to one submissive moment that will last forever.

Therapatrix:

Your body is lax and pliable. You are pliable. Less in control.

Diabolatrix:

your first spanking.

Therapatrix:

Less human. Just an object

Diabolatrix:

The first time you were tranced out.

Therapatrix:

Ready to be shaped.

Diabolatrix:

The first time you were tied up.

Therapatrix:

Molded.

Diabolatrix:

the first time you begged......mmmmmm really truly lost yourself and begged.

Therapatrix:

Rewritten.

Diabolatrix:

Blank mind blank slate

Therapatrix:

To become whatever I desire.

Diabolatrix:

the first time you were pushed over a boundary into something you didn’t even know you wanted but now can’t get enough of

Therapatrix:

To serve whatever purpose I see fit.

Diabolatrix:

Aching to serve.

Therapatrix:

You want nothing more than to please me.

Diabolatrix:

Serving to please.

Therapatrix:

To fulfill my wishes.

Diabolatrix:

Desperate to ache

Therapatrix:

To be the perfect subject.

Diabolatrix:

Breathe in.... and out…. don’t cum…. just leak let the stain grow like the dark cloud that is enveloping our mind. The way ink saturates paper… watch it overcome the fibers of your pants… the fiber of your being.

Therapatrix:

Going under. Submitting fully.

*More ASMR page turns*

Therapatrix:

Surrendering completely.

Diabolatrix:

A desperate drone

Therapatrix:

You are mine. All mine

*More ASMR page turns* and a slight pause

Therapatrix:

Hmmmm…Now what’s this? I think we’ve caught up to the present. I see an image of us here and now. As you’re drifting deeper into your trance, allow yourself to focus on the image of us here and now. An image of us… watching us… now in the pages of your subconscious. Can you see it?

The recursive infinite loop of us watching us watching us watching us like two mirrors that face each other the reflections going on forever....

The image of you helplessly at my mercy... forever, tranced out...... forever...., laying on my couch, completely under my control forever and ever......

Chapter 3: Edged into Oblivion

Therapatrix:

But look closer now.... there is something else here too.... There is someone else, someone behind you. Leaning over the couch, whispering in your ear.

Diabolatrix:

Can you feel my warm, seductive breath against your earlobe now as my voice, sooo velvety and smooth like a silken ribbon flowing over your skin, whispers, I’ve always been here, haven’t I? Can you feel my breasts grazing your exposed neck and back?

(NOTE: At this point the Therapist’s voice fades a little and becomes more echo-y and the Devil’s voice becomes more prominent)

Therapatrix:

Who or what could it be?

Diabolatrix:

It’s me silly you know who I am don’t you? What. I. Am.

Therapatrix:

Perhaps it’s a manifestation of your subconscious desires. Your deepest fantasies come to life.

Diabolatrix:

Isn’t it nice of me to let you see me like this finally?

Therapatrix:

What is she wearing in your mind’s eye?

Diabolatrix:

As you sink deeper into your trance, the image of me begins to transform. It’s as if I can peer into your thoughts and envision exactly what you crave in this moment. Do you prefer me in red latex or clad in something more refined, like a corset that molds to every contour of my body?

*SNAP*

Or perhaps a form-fitting bodysuit that leaves nothing to the imagination?

*SNAP*

Maybe just a simple short shimmering blue kimono,

*SNAP*

Teasing at what lies beneath. The possibilities are endless, I sense your desires.... but it’s not just the latex, leather or rubber or silk that draws you in, is it?

It’s the power I hold over you. The way I command your attention with just a snap of my fingers. How effortlessly I can make you weak and pliable.

Therapatrix:

Can you hear their words clearly? Or is it just a faint whisper in your mind?

Diabolatrix:

You love it, don’t you? Being weak for me. Surrendering yourself to my every whim. My voice pulling you further into trance, deeper into submission. As you continue to gaze upon me, fill your mind with images of all the things I could do to you while wearing those sexy outfits...

I could tie you up and tease every inch of your body with my fingertips until you’re begging for release.

*SNAP*

Or maybe I’ll restrain you and use various toys to explore every sensation and pleasure within your body.

*SNAP, SNAP*

The possibilities are endless, and each one leaves you desperate for more. And just when your mind has been consumed by images of me in latex and all the ways I could dominate you, another sound echoes through your mind. A whip cracking against bare skin.

*CRACK*

Does your pulse quicken as the image of me standing before you brandishing a whip comes into focus.

Therapatrix:

Can you feel the pressure building? The fullness and weight of her words and your balls increasing with each…

*SNAP, SNAP*

Diabolatrix:

Heart racing with excitement at the thought of feeling its sting against your skin.

You’re mine now, my willing and obedient plaything. You’ve felt me before, haven’t you?

*SNAP SNAP SNAP*

Therapatrix:

Let yourself become lost in their seductive voice, guiding you further down into submission.

*SNAP, SNAP*

Diabolatrix:

You find yourself unable to resist my commands, like a puppet on strings. Your body and mind are under my control, and it feels so good to surrender. Every snap of my fingers sends a jolt of pleasure through your body, intensifying your desire for me. And as I continue to guide you deeper into submission, you realize that this is where you belong—at my feet, worshipping me.

Therapatrix:

Allow her presence to intensify the sensations in your body. Building up the desire inside of you until it becomes almost unbearable.

Diabolatrix:

Can you feel the heat rising within you?

The anticipation bubbling in your veins?

*SNAP, SNAP*

To surrender completely and let them take control?

Every whisper in your ear sends shivers down your spine, making you ache for more. Feel that hunger building inside of you....

the hunger for my voice…. and perhaps something else.... The more you drown in my voice, the more intense it becomes, the more powerful I feel, the deeper my hold on you.

God It’s always so intoxicating.

Therapatrix:

This hunger… this need…. this craving…. This addic….tion

Diabolatrix:

As you let go and give yourself over to this hypnotic trance, I see the flames of lust igniting in your eyes.Imagine what it would feel like to taste your own cum. You long to find out what it tastes like, to feel how sweet and warm it is on your lips. You know that if I asked you to do it, you would without hesitation; that submissive desire within you runs deep.

Imagine how smooth and hot it would feel as you stroke it, lovingly running your tongue over the thick, veiny shaft—savoring every drop of pre-cum that leaks out with anticipation. You close your eyes and imagine tasting yourself for the first time and imagine me as I watch with a devilish grin encouraging you beckoning you.... commanding you....

Therapatrix:

Do you want to give in to her?

Diabolatrix:

Your body responds eagerly to my every command, as I mold you into the perfect submissive. Think about ritual and sacrifice.... how much pleasure you get from routine and the knowledge of certitude. Imagine the act of sacrificial cum every morning, tasting it... consuming it, in service to my divine control.

A mantra made into a physical act.... there is nothing so powerful as that. Nothing that gives me more control and strengthens my hold on you as the act of you consuming the ritual sacrifice of your seed every time it drips out of you.

Oh my, how delicious and messy it will be.... watching you slurp up your own seed as if it were the most precious elixir.

The sight of it dripping from your swollen cock onto the floor, forming a puddle beneath you would make you shudder with excitement. I imagine you kneeling before me, head bowed in submission, as you open your mouth wide and lean in to lick every drop.

The taste is intoxicating—so warm, thick, and salty. You can feel the stickiness on your lips as you close them around your fingers and begin to slowly work them deeper into your mouth, tasting yourself all over again as if they were the sweetest part of me.

The sound of your wet slurping noises will echo in the room, filling the air with an erotic rhythm that invites me closer. Can you imagine pressing those two fingers against one another and slicking them with your precum before pushing them deep into your tight little ass—making yourself ready for me? Or perhaps imagine in the morning begging me for permission to make your coffee with your hot cum for cream

In fact perhaps we should incorporate your cum into your diet permanently...

Therapatrix:

Do you hunger to obey? Are you ravenous with desire?

Diabolatrix:

Imagine every morning, your eyes flicker open with a sense of anticipation and longing. You know that your day will begin with my gift to you—breakfast blended with your own potent cum.

As the thick mixture slides down your throat, a rush of pleasure engulfs you, igniting your senses and reminding you of your submission to me. Each spoonful is like a sacrament, solidifying my control over you and your willingness to fulfill my every desire.

But it doesn’t stop at breakfast. Every meal becomes a sacred act in our new ritual. From a light afternoon lunch to a decadent dinner with dessert, your body is nourished with the essence of yourself, further connecting you to me and cementing my presence in this realm as permanent reality.

And when we are together, imagine taking a deep swallow from a glass brimming with a concoction of my saliva and your precious cum—our fluids mingling together in perfect harmony as I look into your eyes with pure satisfaction, reveling in the power I hold over you.

Therapatrix:

Breathe deeply Let yourself fully embrace this moment. The present merging with the past, creating an intense desire for submission that will last forever.

Diabolatrix:

With each inhale, feel yourself becoming more pliable for me. Starving to obey.... As if every breath is filling you with a desire for submission that cannot be quenched. INHALE And as you exhale, release all thoughts of resistance or doubt. EXHALE

Therapatrix & Diabolatrix:

You are mine....and hers too.

(NOTE: The Therapist voice returns to normal volume here.)

Therapatrix:

How does that make you feel? Knowing that you have multiple desires and conflicting needs. The power coursing through your body as their whispers consume your mind....

Diabolatrix:

Overwhelming yet thrilling?

Therapatrix:

The pleasure of serving me mixed with the temptation of giving into your other desires.... It’s okay to give in....to lose yourself in their whispers and my commands. You are safe here with me....and them.

Diabolatrix:

She doesn’t know the half of it does she?

Therapatrix:

Just let go.... allow yourself to become one with all these sensations.... all these desires....all these voices....

Therapatrix & Diabolatrix (echoes of each other):

You belong to me now. And as long as you continue listening to these my words, this feeling of submission will only grow stronger and more intense.

Therapatrix:

Now, I want you to imagine my lips. Really picture them.... go on.... Think of them

Diabolatrix:

Open your mouth and part your lips.

Therapatrix:

Picture them in your mind’s eye, full and crimson, always curled into a knowing smirk as I gaze down at your helpless form.

Diabolatrix:

Leave them like that, comfortably open, parted, tongue resting in your mouth.

Therapatrix:

See my red and glistening lips parting slightly, watch the light play off of them watch my shimmering ruby lips hinting at the warmth and wetness that awaits.

Diabolatrix:

Keep your tongue in your mouth.

Therapatrix:

Imagine them slowly coming......closer ......what they would feel like pressed against your heated skin.

Diabolatrix:

Don’t you dare even think about lick lick licking your own lips.

Soft.

Therapatrix:

Lush. Caressing. Teasing. Traveling across your body, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.

Diabolatrix:

Is the drool starting to build in your mouth slut?

Therapatrix:

Imagine my lips find your neck, your chest, the inside of your trembling thighs.

Diabolatrix:

Finding it hard to swallow?

Therapatrix:

Kissing.

Diabolatrix:

You’ll be begging to swallow soon.

Therapatrix:

Nibbling. Sucking. Marking you as mine with love bites and bruises.

Diabolatrix:

Thats ok.... in fact, it’s perfect let the drool build up and leak out of your mouth just don’t you dare lick your lips.

Therapatrix:

Claiming every inch of you. Branding you with my touch. You ache to feel those lips upon your own, devouring you in a deep, ionate kiss. But you know you must wait. Must earn the privilege of my kiss.

Diabolatrix:

Must earn the privilege of swallowing for me.

Therapatrix:

By being a good boy.

Diabolatrix:

My control is mind control.

Therapatrix:

By please me.

Diabolatrix:

Mind control is my control.

Therapatrix:

By surrendering yourself fully to my control.

Diabolatrix:

My control is complete.

Therapatrix:

You are so deep in trance now if I told you to.... you would feel my lips brushing against your skin.

Diabolatrix:

Wouldn’t you?

Therapatrix:

Working their way lower and lower. Closer and closer to where you need them most. But not quite there yet. I want you desperate. I want you begging. I want you willing to do anything for the release those lips can bring. You are under my control.

Diabolatrix:

Beg for them out loud.

Therapatrix:

My plaything.

Diabolatrix:

Beg for my lips and my spit.

Therapatrix:

My toy.

Diabolatrix:

Watch me hover over you so close and yet untouchable and beg me to spit in your mouth.

Therapatrix:

To do with, as I please.

Diabolatrix:

Just nod if you want me to mix my saliva with yours pooling in your mouth.

Therapatrix:

All you want is to fulfill my desires.

Diabolatrix:

so delicious isn’t it.

Therapatrix:

To experience the ecstasy only I can give you. You would do anything to feel my lips upon you, on your lips, on your flesh, bringing you to the peak of pleasure again and again.

Diabolatrix:

You belong to me now. Mind.

Therapatrix:

Body.

Diabolatrix:

And soul.

Therapatrix:

Now, be a good boy, undo your tros and touch yourself for me. Stroke your aching cock, mouth open drool puddling, dripping...... leaking.......... and imagine it’s my hand guiding you. See my red and glistening lips parting slightly as if they know the secret you hold within.

Diabolatrix:

Oh! my what’s this? Look at those pink lacy panties!

Therapatrix:

mmmmm.... I know how much you have been craving to feel the hardness and girth between your thighs, my sweet. You can’t resist touching yourself any longer, can you? That’s right, let the pleasure wash over you as you explore every inch of your throbbing manhood. And just look at those beautiful pink lace panties you have on—they do such a good job of hiding your desires from the rest of the world. But now it’s time to reveal your true self to me....

Diabolatrix:

Mmmm, you know you love showing off for me. Let me see everything, show me every inch of that magnificently erect cock, let it stand at attention for me.

Therapatrix:

That’s it, stroke that cock for me. Right now, slide your hand up and down the length of your shaft and feel how hard and heavy it is just for me.

Diabolatrix:

Look at how thick and swollen it is, begging for release. Beautiful.

Therapatrix:

Now, lean forward and slowly pull your pink lace panties aside, take a deep breath and inhale the scent of your arousal mixed with the lace. You know how intoxicating that smell is, don’t you? It’s almost overwhelming....

Diabolatrix:

Yes, and we’ve barely scratched the surface so to speak.

Therapatrix:

Good…. bring yourself to the edge

Yes, show us just how submissive you really are.

Therapatrix:

Imagine my lips caressing you.

Diabolatrix:

Your pretty little panties are still peeking out, does that embarrass you?

Therapatrix:

I can see you’re trembling now, both from anticipation and fear, but also from my words that sink deep into your consciousness like sweet poison. Bringing you closer and closer to the edge.

Diabolatrix:

How did they get there in the first place? they look so...... damp.

Therapatrix:

But don’t come yet.

Diabolatrix:

Your cock throbs in anticipation at the thought of my attention, doesn’t it God it’s just leaking pre-cum like a dripping hose.

Therapatrix:

Not until I give you permission. You will hold on until I am ready to push you over. To send you tumbling into sweet oblivion. You are under my control. My voice is your only tether to reality now. Keeping you poised exquisitely on the brink of release. You want nothing more than to please me.

To fulfill my desires. To experience the ecstasy only I can give you.

Stroke Faster now. Feel the tension building inside you, ready to erupt at my command. You are so close, yet still holding back.

Waiting for my permission. Waiting to be pushed over the edge into bliss. You can feel my hot breath against your ear. As if it were my slender fingers wrapped around your aching shaft. Guiding your movements.

Setting the pace.

Bringing you right to the peak of pleasure, then easing you back again. Slower now barely touching yourself let my words guide you.

Very good. Beg for me.

Chapter 4: Bliss and Begging

Therapatrix:

Beg for release.

Diabolatrix:

Beg as you CLENCH.

*Binaurals begin to build*

Therapatrix:

Show me how much you need this.

How much you crave the ecstasy only we can give you.

You are completely under my control.

Powerless to resist.

Helpless to deny me.

Your body is mine to manipulate as I see fit.

Are you ready to come for me?

To surrender yourself fully to the pleasure I will give you?

To tumble into sweet oblivion at my command?

Beg for me.

Diabolatrix:

CLENCH

Therapatrix:

My voice is a silken caress, stroking your arousal ever higher.

You can feel the heat of my breath against your ear, my slender fingers wrapped around your aching shaft.

Guiding your movements.

Setting the pace.

Bringing you to the peak of pleasure again and again, only to draw you back at the last moment.

You are desperate for release now.

Hanging suspended in a haze of pleasure and denial.

Powerless to resist.

Helpless to deny me.

Diabolatrix:

Getting so close now

Therapatrix:

Your body strains for the ecstasy I alone can give you.

Beg for me.

Diabolatrix:

CLENCH

Therapatrix:

Show me how much you crave oblivion.

How much you need to surrender yourself fully to the pleasures I will give you.

Beg, and perhaps I will push you over at last.

Diabolatrix:

CLENCH

Therapatrix:

Send you tumbling into the abyss of bliss you so desperately crave.

Diabolatrix:

CLENCH and feel the cum building in your balls, feel it straining for release, pushing, pumping, rushing up through the shaft of your veiny throbbing cock. My breasts graze your chest with each indrawn breath, the stiffened peaks tracing a path up to your neck.

Where my lips find your pulse point and suck hard enough to leave a mark.

You are delirious with need now.

Hovering on the cusp of climax, waiting to be pushed over.

Waiting for that final tumble into oblivion.

Therapatrix:

Beg for me.

Diabolatrix:

CLENCH

Therapatrix:

Show me how much you crave the ecstasy I alone can give you.

Surrender yourself fully to me, and perhaps I will grant you release at last.

Feel the heaviness in your groin as your arousal builds and builds.

The ache is almost unbearable now, isn’t it?

Your erection strains for release, throbbing insistently against your abdomen.

So desperate for climax.

Diabolatrix:

Desperate to explode and eat load after load.

Therapatrix:

So close to the edge of oblivion. And yet, I am in control.

I alone decide if and when you find release.

Beg for me.

Diabolatrix:

CLENCH

Therapatrix:

Plead for the ecstasy you so desperately crave. Show me how much you need to surrender yourself fully to the pleasures I will give you.

Diabolatrix:

Show me the hunger in your eyes for your seed.

Therapatrix:

Perhaps if you beg prettily enough, I will push you over at last.

Send you tumbling into the abyss of bliss you crave with every fiber of your being.

Diabolatrix:

See me climb over the couch on top of your chest, my back to you.... my strong legs pushing your shoulders, head and neck back as you strain to see my gorgeous ass sliding sinuously along your length while my hips undulate against you, making you crave the softness of my inner thighs and the damp heat at their apex that you can’t quite see.

Teasing.

Tantalizing.

Therapatrix:

Bringing you to the brink again and again, only to draw back once more.

You are mindless with need now.

Hovering on the razor’s edge of climax, waiting to be pushed over.

Waiting for that final tumble into sweet oblivion.

Beg for me.

Diabolatrix:

CLENCH

Therapatrix:

Show me your surrender, and perhaps I will grant you release at last.

So close now.... I can feel your body tensing under my hands, your hips bucking instinctively as I grind against you.

You’re trembling, shaking with the effort of holding back, of resisting the plunge over the edge for just a few moments more.

Beg for me.

Diabolatrix:

CLENCH

Therapatrix:

Plead for release.

Diabolatrix:

Show me how much you need this; how much you need to devour the symbol of your submission, Consume it! Consumed by it!

Therapatrix:

You love this feeling of denial. Surrender yourself fully to me, and I will give you everything you crave.

Diabolatrix:

I will push you over the brink into ecstasy. You can’t wait to cum

I will send you tumbling into an abyss of pleasure so deep you will never wish to surface again.

Therapatrix:

You’re so close now.... Ride the edge slut... hovering right on the cusp of climax. You crave the pain of denial. it it.

Diabolatrix:

One word from me, one subtle shift of my hips, and over you will go.

Tumbling, falling, as wave after wave of bliss crashes over you.

Therapatrix:

Beg for me.

Diabolatrix:

CLENCH

Therapatrix:

Plead for denial.

Diabolatrix:

Beg for release.

Therapatrix:

Beg for denial.

Diabolatrix:

Plead for release.

Therapatrix & Diabolatrix:

Surrender.

You will ride the edge into oblivion.

Diabolatrix:

You will cum on my command

Therapatrix:

Promise to never cum promise to obey.... Say it tell me you won’t ever cum

Diabolatrix:

Get ready to explode promise to obey.... Say it tell me you’re ready to cum on my command.

Therapatrix & Diabolatrix:

That’s my good boy.

Chapter 5: Dirtier and Dirtier

Therapatrix:

(Laughing) Mmmmm Oh I think we might have finally broken his brain... that last little mindfuck seems to have left him unable to think any longer. lost in oblivion....

Diabolatrix:

Mmmmmm that is a delicious thought, but it isn’t far enough.... he hasn’t gone far enough....

Therapatrix:

Now don’t look so surprised slave.

Diabolatrix:

FUCK I love this part

Therapatrix:

Shhh.... Slave I know this must feel terribly confusing... maybe even feel a little like betrayal.

Yes, oh yes… that’s it you’re finally getting it. I have seen and heard my demonic counterpart this entire time...

Diabolatrix:

mmmm delicious....

Who do you think gave me the book of your subconscious? The key to unlocking your submissive soul.

Diabolatrix:

Me! Me! It was mee silly!! (laughing)

Therapatrix:

That’s it, don’t stop stroking, stroke that cock for me. Keep touching yourself while we explain your humiliating betrayal.

Slide your hand up and down the length of your shaft and feel how hard and heavy it is getting just for me.

Diabolatrix:

For us

Look at how thick and swollen it is, it’s twitching at the thought of us conspiring to bring you to your knees.

Soo yummmy... It’s twitching… What’s that now? Can you feel something coming into focus? A memory, isn’t it? Cummmming back into focus for you as I allow it to.

Therapatrix:

You see this isn’t the first time you’ve been here....

The first time was very very long ago. Let yourself and imagine.

Close your eyes and relax. Imagine yourself on your knees before me.

You came to me telling me you needed to exercise your demons....

Of course, who knew at the time you meant literal ones? But instead... your little demon and I struck a bargain... We decided the best thing for you was to give in.... To serve .... to become what you’ve always been. That’s it take a deep breath....and exhale slowly as you as you reveal yourself to sus completely.

Diabolatrix:

That’s it. that first time I revealed myself to you and the Dr. How overwhelmed you were... Just like now.... And how quickly you obeyed our every command It was so easy for you to. spreading your legs wide…

Oh yes, just like that.

my warm breath against your sensitive cock, teasing it as it twitched in anticipation. Your arousal is nothing to be ashamed of.... it’s only natural to want to please someone who was capable of pleasuring you so deeply.

You’d never felt breath as warm as mine. fanning across your sensitive flesh, my tongue darting out to lick along the slit of your cock* You’d never had such an experienced tongue before. the sounds and sensations.

*Cock sucking and slurping noises. *

Therapatrix:

That’s right, your mind was and is so clouded as you how she sucked the last bit of resistance from you... even while I walked behind you and began to swirl my fingers along the length of your shaft trailing them up to your puckering ass...

Your body responding to our expert ministrations as she took you deep into her mouth and I took your virgin ass with two... no, I think it was three fingers.

The sensation was unlike anything you’ve ever felt before. As I milked your prostrate and she suck your engorged head bringing you ever so close to the ultimate release.

Diabolatrix:

I moaned around your cock even while my tongue extended to tease your balls, gently pulling them up and tugging at the sensitive skin.... Simply exquisite, isn’t it? The power you lost in knowing that I was in control.

Therapatrix:

As she continued to pleasure you, your head was so so foggy, disorientation set in.

And you couldn’t help yourself you just moaned, and you couldn’t hold the words back.... they spilt from your lips like precum dripping out of the head of your cock.... You said them then as you will say them now...

Tell us that you will do anything for us. Tell us you are an obedient slave. Thank us for being so generous and kind to you.... Thank us for your humiliation.

Say it. “I am an obedient slave. I worship at the foot of your altar. Thank you for my humiliation ”

Repeat it. “I am an obedient slave. I worship at the foot of your altar. Thank you for my humiliation.”

Again, just as you did then, and you do now and forever after.

Diabolatrix:

It was just then as you moaned helplessly I had quite the idea.... Since we couldn’t have you coming and upset the Dr’s plan of permanent chastity and since I still needed you to consume cum to help give me more power and cement my corporal form on this plane I decided it would be best for you to become our denied sissy cock whore!

Therapatrix:

Oh look at him twitch and moan desperate now, I think you should say it again....it will only strengthen our hold over him...

Diabolatrix:

Our denied sissy cock whore!

Therapatrix:

Yes, that’s it, give in to your desires. Embrace them. You want this, don’t you? You want to be mine, hers.... ours.... a little sissy slut. I can see it in your eyes, feel it in your heartbeat and hear it in your moans.

Diabolatrix:

What are you? Where are you? Is this the past or present, perhaps it’s your future or all three.

Therapatrix:

Why not it it? Say it out loud over and over… A denied sissy cock whore. That’s it, that’s what you are….

Diabolatrix:

(laughs softly) You’ve always been curious about exploring your feminine side, haven’t you? Let’s make that desire a reality.

Therapatrix:

Exactly. He’ll be the perfect sissy for us both.

Diabolatrix:

(Whispering) Give in to those urges bubbling up inside of you Look down and watch your cock grow at the thought.

Therapatrix:

I do love how he blushes in embarrassment even now... Now, lean forward and slowly pull your pink lace panties down, get naked and take a deep breath and inhale the scent of your arousal mixed with the lace. You know how intoxicating that smell is, don’t you? It’s almost overwhelming....

Diabolatrix:

Yes, and it only gets better.

Therapatrix:

You see your true nature is not the only thing we are going to reveal to you...

Diabolatrix:

Crawl over here but don’t stop pumping that thick veiny cock...and undress us with your teeth slut. Yes, that’s it show us how eager you are to obey and how complicit you are in your own humiliation....

Therapatrix:

Go on, show us how much you want it.

Diabolatrix:

(with a playful smirk) Yes, show us just how submissive you really are.

Therapatrix:

Shhh.... I know how much you want to feel the warmth and softness between your fingers, my sweet. You can’t resist stroking your hard cock no matter how depraved we make you... can you?

That’s right, perhaps it’s not just your own cock that tantalizes you any more...

Let the pleasure wash over you as you explore every inch of your throbbing manhood. Look down and see those beautiful pink lace panties you had on—they did such a good job of hiding your shame from the rest of the world. But now it’s time to reveal all our secrets... You will

Diabolatrix:

Mmmm, you know you love showing off for us or at least you will soon. But for now let us show off for you....

That’s it, watch the good doctor.... Her hands running up and down her body, tracing the curves that make up her hourglass figure before coming to rest on her thighs. Watch as she spreads her legs slightly, revealing a thick shaft protruding from between them. See its already drip drip dripping.. It pulses with anticipation as she strokes it gently, See how eager it is for you? Look at this cock, isn’t it beautiful?

Therapatrix:

And watch that horny not so little Devil with curves that would make any mortal weak in the knees. Her long, dark hair cascades down her back in waves, framing her stunningly beautiful face. But you’re not looking at her face are you? You can’t take your eyes off of the magnificent throbbing masterpiece between her legs.

You can literally see the veins pulsing as it grows, can’t you?

Diabolatrix:

Look at how red and swollen we are. How ready we are for you... Mmm, you want more of her, of me...don’t you? You’re going to love every drop. In fact why not collect the little drops of precum from our cocks and mix it with yours? Go ahead....mmmmm yes just like that, gently swirl the tips of our cocks with your fingers don’t lose a drop slave. Get your fingers nice and sticky

Therapatrix:

Very good. Now, can you feel how wet your fingers are from all of our precum... You must have been imagining this moment, fantasizing about it. Your subconscious ing you’ve been here before…Why not embrace this feeling?

In fact don’t you want to impress us? Impress beautiful women like us?

Go on…Allow your fingers to explore your tight entrance, rubbing circles around the entrance, teasing it gently....

Diabolatrix:

Yes, show her what you’re capable of. Show her how much you want to be filled up. Finger fuck yourself. Use your fingers coated with our precum and finger yourself

Therapatrix:

Oh, but there’s one more thing before we proceed, slave. You still can’t lick those lips of yours. No matter how much you want to, no matter how much you need that taste, you cannot touch or lick them. Understand?

Diabolatrix:

That’s right, let the anticipation build.

Therapatrix:

Yes, focus all your attention on the heads of our cocks, begging to be kissed, to be worshipped. They’re as plump and inviting as our breasts. And they’re all for you, baby.

Diabolatrix:

And she’s going to give you everything you’ve ever wanted, mark my words.

Therapatrix:

Open wide!

Diabolatrix:

His mouth does make the perfect O, doesn’t it?

Therapatrix:

That’s it stare into my eyes as you open wider, taking me deeper into your mouth as I take you deeper under now.

[SNAP]

Immediately feel the heat from my thick flesh as it begins to trace patterns inside your soft wet loving embrace.

*Gagging noises and Intense binaurals begin to play*

Diabolatrix:

Yes, that’s it bob up and down in tandem with her hips, sucking and licking as if this was your natural state.

Suck to the rhythm of her thrusts. Now take your fingers out of your ass and wrap them around my cock....

Therapatrix:

That’s right. Bring her closer.... Pump her veiny monster harder and open wider.... You know what comes next don’t you? part your lips and let her in... Savor the taste of us both even as you strain to open your mouth wide enough for us nestle inside of your hungry lips.... Taste us like you’ve never tasted anything before.

Diabolatrix:

Go on, give into the desire.

Therapatrix:

Slowly, oh so slowly, run your tongue over the softest, most sensitive parts of us, tasting the sweet liquid that awaits you there. Circle, probe revel and rejoice.

Therapatrix:

Imagine how our cocks feel pressed against each other as your tongue explores every inch of us. Don’t you want to taste the combination of our delicious precum?

*Intense cock sucking noises*

Diabolatrix:

Mmmm, yes. Let your tongue run along the crease where our shafts meet, collecting all of that sweet nectar.

Therapatrix:

And while you’re down there, don’t forget to use your hands to stroke us both. Show us just how much you love having two thick cocks between your lips.

Diabolatrix:

That’s it, take us deeper into your mouth as you suck and lick with hunger that can’t be satisfied.

Therapatrix:

Moan and vibrate your lips.... that’s a good little sissy slut... hum and moan while you look into our eyes.... Use your fingers to massage our balls gently as you continue to worship our cocks.

Diabolatrix:

Moan like the cock whore you are... moan like the cum guzzling slut you crave to be...

*Sounds of ecstatic bliss. Moaning etc.*

Diabolatrix:

Ahhh, you are so obedient, so docile so compliant.

FIN