The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

“A-Ass…” Zachery whispered softly.

The word barely made it out of his mouth. He was compelled to choose. He wanted to scream, to run away from this madness, to shove his mother and drag her out of the church, but he knew he couldn’t. His body wouldn’t let him. The compulsion sat in his chest like a chain wrapped tight around his will. He had thought about fucking her tits for a second. That would probably be the least intrusive option. But then the image flashed in his head, his cock sliding between her massive tits, right in front of her face, then every single time he looked at her for the rest of his life, he would probably see that image. He wouldn’t be able to live with that. At least by fucking her ass he could make her face away. He wouldn’t have to look her in the eyes while he did it. He could pretend it wasn’t really her.

His mindfucked mother smiled at him hungrily, that slutty grin spreading across her cum-streaked face. Without saying another word she reached down and pulled his bottoms down in one swift motion. His semi-hard cock popped out into the cool air. She leaned in close, her breath hot against his ear.

“Good choice, baby boy,” she whispered, voice low and filthy. “Now let ‘mommy’ handle the rest…”

She kissed his cheek in a slow, seductive way, wet lips lingering against his skin like a lover instead of a mother. Then she pulled away and turned around. Zachery stared at her back, heart pounding. She used both hands to spread her thick ass cheeks apart, showing him her tight little asshole. She lowered herself slowly, carefully, until the head of his rapidly hardening cock made . With the grace of an expert whore she used just her ass to guide him in. The tip pushed past her rim and slid inside.

The feeling was unbelievable.

His mother’s ass was warm and incredibly tight. She lowered herself inch by inch, taking him deeper. His precum started to lubricate her hole, making the slide smoother. She began increasing her pace, rolling her hips, then bouncing. Up and down. The wet, filthy sound of her ass slapping against his thighs filled the air. Her thick cheeks jiggled every time she came down hard on his cock.

The pleasure Zachery felt was insane. It almost made everything else disappear, the church, the other people, the horror of what was happening. For a few seconds there was only the tight heat wrapped around his dick and the way her ass rippled every time she bottomed out. He gripped the edge of the pew, knuckles white, trying not to groan out loud.

Then a familiar voice yelled out from the stage.

“DUDE! THIS IS INSANE, THIS CHICK IS SO HOT!”

Zachery’s eyes snapped open. He bent his head to look around his bouncing mother. There, on the stage, was Lila.

Lila.

He had completely forgotten about her in the middle of everything.

She still had her yellow sundress on, but it was bunched up near her shoulders along with her bra, which had been rolled up to show off her lovely perky breasts. Her white panties were pulled to the side. She looked nothing like the sweet, shy girl he had crushed on for over a year. She was laughing, jumping in place, bouncing her perky tits for the audience with glee.

Zachery was horrified. What had the man done to the girl who was supposed to be the love of his life, at least in his mind. This wasn’t Lila. She would never do something like this.

It was hard to pay attention while his mother was diligently bouncing on his cock, her tight asshole squeezing him with every downward thrust, but he tried anyway. His eyes stayed locked on the stage even as pleasure kept shooting up his spine.

“I told ya, didn’t I lad?” the man in the mask laughed from the stage. “I would help you possess a hot piece of ass. Aren’t you glad you came to the show?”

Lila laughed along with him. She jumped in place again, turned around, squatted low and started twerking her fit ass hard, making her cheeks jiggle.

“You can bet HER ass I sure am!” she shouted, laughing even louder as she shook her ass for the whole church to see.

“NO! WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO HER!” Zachery yelled out loud.

His voice cracked through the church louder than he expected. Most of the church who weren’t busy fucking at that moment turned to look at him. Heads swiveled. Even the man in the purple mask and Lila herself stopped what they were doing. Lila looked confused as she stared at him, head tilted like she didn’t understand why he was shouting.

The man looked between Lila and Zachery for a moment, then stepped down from the stage. He started walking straight toward where Zachery was sitting. He turned his head and beckoned Lila to follow him with one finger. She did, skipping along behind him with that same dumb, happy look on her face.

Soon the hypnotist was standing right in front of Zachery’s pew. Lila stood next to him, still distracted by her own tits. She kept using her fingers to poke her nipples in and then watching them pop back out, giggling softly to herself like it was the most fascinating thing in the world.

Zachery could see the glowing red eyes on the mask staring straight into him.

“You had a question for me, young man?” the man’s voice was full of power and command. It felt like it pressed down on Zachery’s chest.

Zachery couldn’t look at him. He turned his head away and closed his eyes tight. Even though the man was talking to him, his mother hadn’t stopped bouncing on his cock. Her tight asshole kept sliding up and down his shaft, wet and hot, the obscene slapping sound mixing with the moans and wet noises coming from all over the church.

“Jax!? Who is this young man here?” the man in the mask turned around and asked the tall black guy. Jax was still standing on stage, rubbing his hard cock against his own mother’s ear while Margaret moaned in pleasure, desperately trying to get it into the hole.

It took Jax a couple of seconds to notice he was being spoken to. When he did, he looked over at Zachery and burst out laughing.

“HAHAHA, now ain’t that a sight,” Jax yelled out. “That’s Zachery. He’s the son of our lovely participant who’s bouncing on his dick right now.”

The man in the purple mask turned back to Zachery. In one swift motion he reached out and grabbed him by the neck, forcing his head up. Zachery’s eyes snapped open. He was staring straight into those glowing red lenses now.

“So I gave you a good slut to fuck in the ass,” the hypnotist said, voice low and dangerous, “who also happens to be your dumb mother who must have been a… pain in the ass… for sure. And this is how you repay me?”

He chuckled slightly at his own joke before continuing with the intimidation.

“I do not like being ignored, boy. Who is this woman to you?” He moved Zachery’s head roughly toward Lila. “Tell me.”

Zachery tried to muster up some courage. He wasn’t going to take this bullying lying down. He shrugged the hypnotist’s hand off his neck with a sharp jerk and looked him straight in the eyes.

“That is none of your business,” he said, trying to keep his voice steady. “You’ve had your fun. Turn her back to normal. What have you done to her? This has to stop.”

The man stared at him for a long moment. Then he smiled behind the mask.

“I see you want to play it the hard way.” He kept one hand on top of Lila’s head, patting her like a dog. “Our friend here is not the lovely girl next door you know. She thinks she’s a guy who has possessed her body. I guess you didn’t catch my theatrical explanation because you were… distracted.”

He nodded toward Zachery’s mother.

Elly was still smiling, diligently milking his cock with her ass. She kept bouncing steadily, thick cheeks slapping against his lap, completely lost in her own pleasure while her son tried to argue with the devil who had broken her.

Lila suddenly shrugged the man’s hand off her head with an annoyed jerk.

“Dude not cool,” she said, voice full of attitude. “Don’t pet me. I may be in a chick’s body but don’t treat me like one.”

The Purple Devil laughed, a deep rolling sound that echoed through the church. He grabbed Lila by the shoulders and smoothly switched places with her. Now she stood directly in front of Zachery and his bouncing mother while he moved to the side.

“I know dude, my bad,” the hypnotist said charmingly, like he was talking to an old friend. “But hey, wouldn’t you want to test out your new hardware?”

Lila looked down at Zachery and Elly. How Elly was bouncing steadily on his cock, moaning softly with every bounce. Lila’s face twisted with clear disgust.

“I ain’t gay my man,” she said. “I ain’t getting fucked by some retard.”

It hurt Zachery to hear Lila speak like that about him. The words cut deep, even though he knew she wasn’t herself right now. This wasn’t the sweet girl he had crushed on for over a year. This was someone else wearing her skin and using her voice, all because of that man.

“Oh no no, surely not,” the Purple Devil replied smoothly. “But this upstanding young man seems to be using only one side of this pussy meat right now. Wouldn’t you want her lovely mouth on your brand new pussy for a ‘test drive’?”

He grabbed Elly’s face with one hand and tilted it toward Lila, forcing her to look. Lila’s expression changed. She looked Elly’s body up and down, eyes lingering on her exposed tit, her thick thighs, her bouncing ass, with a creepy, lustful stare that looked completely wrong on Lila’s innocent face. After a few seconds she reached out, grabbed the older woman’s face with both hands, and bent her forward.

Elly, upon smelling and seeing the pussy right in front of her, immediately went to task. She started lapping at Lila’s cunt with sloppy, eager strokes of her tongue. Lila’s eyes widened and she let out a loud moan.

“SHIT BROTHER!” Lila groaned. “You weren’t lying, this feels so much better than jacking off.”

She reached down and grabbed Elly’s dangling breasts, squeezing them hard while Elly kept eating her out. Zachery was heartbroken. The two women he cared about most in this church were being violated right in front of him and there was nothing he could do about it. Tears started filling his eyes as he watched Lila use his mother’s face like a toy.

The Purple Devil walked around the pews and stood right next to Zachery. He put one gloved hand over his shoulder, almost friendly.

“Hey!” he called out to Lila. “This guy here thinks this chick’s the love of his life. You can access her memories if you try a bit harder. Can you tell him what she thinks of him? I think confessions are in order.”

Lila made a confused face, still moaning as Elly’s tongue worked between her legs. She looked at Zachery for a second, then closed her eyes and furrowed her brows like she was concentrating hard. After a moment she opened her eyes again and started laughing, the sound mixing with her moans.

“Hahahaha you dumbfuck,” she said, still grinding on Elly’s face. “You may be the most delusional guy ever. This chick thinks you’re just a creepy guy who keeps staring at her in church. Nothing more.”

She grabbed Elly’s head with both hands and pushed it deeper into her snatch. Elly moaned louder, licking with even more enthusiasm.

Tears that had been filling Zachery’s eyes finally started rolling down his cheeks. The words hurt worse than anything else tonight. Lila, the girl he had fantasized about for so long, thought he was just some creep. And now she was using his own mother’s mouth while laughing about it.

The man in the mask leaned in closer, his hand still on Zachery’s shoulder. He began speaking directly into his ear, voice low and steady.

“When you cum…”

Zachery tried to pay attention. He really did. He wanted to fight whatever was coming, to stay alert, to who he was. But the more the man spoke, the harder it got. His voice felt heavy, wrapping around his mind like thick fog. His eyes started getting heavier and heavier. The sounds of his mother’s ass slapping against him, Lila’s moans, the wet noises from the other women, everything started to blur together.

His eyelids drooped. He fought to keep them open, but it was useless. The last thing he saw was Lila’s face twisted in pleasure as she rode his mother’s tongue, before everything went dark and he drifted into a deep trance.

Some time later:

Zachery woke up startled as his mother laid on the horn. The loud blare cut through the entire car. He jerked upright in the enger seat, heart pounding for a second before he realized what was happening. The car in front of them was hogging the lane, going much slower than the speed limit. His mother had her hand pressed hard on the horn, face tight with irritation.

‘That’ll do it,’ Zachery thought to himself as he rubbed his eyes. His mother often had a bad case of road rage, especially when it wasn’t her fault in the slightest. She hated slow drivers more than anything.

For a moment everything felt hazy. He couldn’t quite recall what he was doing in the car. His head felt heavy, like he had just woken up from a long nap. Then he looked over at his mother. She was in her Sunday best, wine-colored modest dress, hair pulled back into that neat bun she always wore for church. It clicked. He had accompanied her to church today. He was glad it was over. The whole thing had been exhausting as always.

Suddenly the car jerked forward as his mother sped up, swerving to overtake the slow car ahead. Zachery grabbed the handle above the door to steady himself. He looked over to see what the driver was doing, going so slow like that. He could not believe his eyes.

Margaret Harlan was behind the wheel. The pious church woman was completely naked. Her full E-cup breasts were out, bouncing slightly as she drove. She seemed very distracted. Zachery looked harder to see what was pulling her attention away from the road and finally spotted the reason. A man had his face buried deep into her crotch, eating her out while she tried to keep the car steady.

Surely this is not what it looks like, Zachery thought to himself. He blinked hard, trying to make sense of it. In the backseat he spotted two more figures. Victoria Peretti and Rebecca Soto, both MILFs he recognized from church, were seated there completely naked. Their faces were expressionless, staring straight ahead like they were in some kind of daze.

The man with his face buried in Margaret’s crotch suddenly sat up, wiping his mouth and chin with the back of his hand. He looked satisfied. When he spotted Zachery staring from the ing car, he smiled wide and waved at him like they were old friends. Zachery, not knowing what else to do, sent a short wave back to be polite.

Had what he thought was happening in that car really been happening just now? He thought about it for a second before quickly shutting the thought down. It was none of his business. People could do whatever they wanted in their own cars.

He looked over at his mother and smiled. She returned the smile, warm and loving as always. There was a niggling feeling in his heart, like he was forgetting something important, but he couldn’t place it. The feeling sat there, annoying but distant, like a dream he couldn’t quite .

A buzz on his phone caught his eye. He pulled it out and saw it was a mass forward from Lila Moreau. He was into the girl but he didn’t even know she had his number. He opened it and felt his brain short-circuit for a second.

The auburn-haired beauty had cut off her long hair into a buzz cut with the front spiked up. She smiled seductively at the camera in the selfie, eyes half-lidded. The caption underneath read: ‘I go by Lilo now. Any hot chicks in the area, dm me.’

That was weird, Zachery thought to himself. You really can’t tell what people are going through these days. He stared at the photo for another moment before deleting it and blocking the number. He then locked his phone and put it away. People changed. It wasn’t his problem anymore, he wasn’t into dykes.

A few minutes later they reached home. Zachery followed his mother up the walkway. The niggling feeling was still there, stronger now, but he still couldn’t pin it down. Something felt off. He watched his mother’s hips sway under the sundress as she walked ahead of him. She looked good. Really good. But was that important? Why was it important? He didn’t know.

Finally they stepped inside. Zachery closed the door behind him. The click of the lock seemed to echo louder than usual as both of them froze in place.

It all clicked for him in that moment.

He turned around to look at his mother. She was breathing heavily, chest rising and falling under her dress. He ed what was wrong. His father was going to be away on that business trip for two more weeks. They didn’t have to pretend to be mother and son anymore. They didn’t have to hide their affair until he came back.

A slow smile spread across Zachery’s face. He walked over to her and put his arms around his lover. She pulled him into a deep kiss immediately, her tongue pushing into his mouth with hunger. Her hands roamed down his back, grabbing his ass and pulling him tighter against her body. Zachery responded with ion.

He knew what they needed to do. There was no doubt.

They were gonna have sex. Lots of it.