The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

1.

Olivia Dennett’s head was in her hands The internet, social media, and Hollywood itself could be very cruel places indeed. Ex-boyfriends could be even crueler.

Olivia, you see, was a rising star, in Hollywood. Like many Hollywood stars, Olivia had begun acting when she was a teenager. It started out with bit parts in commercials and television series, and lead roles in plays. Then she had her “breakthrough.” It was on Hain in There a popular mystery series where she played Carrie-Anne Hain the daughter of Michael Hain the world’s most famous detective. She had also done a movie here and there.

Granted, Olivia was far from an A-lister, but she was doing pretty well for herself financially and with a little more exposure, could be the glamourous movie star she wanted to be since she was a little girl. Her parents and siblings were proud of her and best of all she was proud of herself.

Unfortunately, not everyone shared that opinion—least of all her ex-boyfriend Stanley Ankler.

Stanley have been good to her once, but that was no longer true. Moreover, she could point to the exact moment when their relationship fell apart: the day he demanded to manage complete control of her finances. He knew that Olivia’s star was rising and he clearly wanted to ride her coattails.

He was also an alcoholic and, when he got drunk, he could be very aggressive. She realized that when he would often destroy property and pick fights. Then, during an argument about whether he should control her finances, he decked her. It was his first and last, assault against her as her boyfriend. She broke up with him and moved him out of her life for good.

At least that’s what she thought.

Indeed, the adage of “Hell hath no fury, like a woman scorned” was easily transferrable to the other gender. Furious he was. Ironically, for a man who often relied on brute force, he got back at her using technology.

For a little bit of money, he got his friend to show him how to create deepfakes—though there was no indication that his friend knew what he would use his knowledge for. He then posted several images and videos of her masturbating and having intercourse with men made from computer-generated imagery. Just as bad he accentuated her body hair and “bug eyes.”

Olivia had eyes that seem to pop out of her sockets ever since she was a toddler. She’d also been harrier, than. She’d been teased about it—sometimes even bullied about it—since the first grade. She’d also been harrier than many of girls and women her age. She was an adult now—and an adult in the deepfakes, thankfully.

Of course, the deepfakes took all that up to eleven, making her eyes look otherworldly and her hair look incredibly thick. Many commented that she looked like Gollum, the ring-obsessed Stoor Hobbit from the Lord of the Rings Series. It soon graduated from comments to making the photos “go viral,” to her becoming the victim of several nasty pranks. The less said about those the better.

Moreover, Olvia was a genuinely beautiful woman. She was short and skinny, with light blond hair, endearing blue eyes, and a smile that recalled the days of Hollywood’s “Golden Age.” She was also curvaceous and had an ample bosom-especially for women of her size. She had even modeled for a few swimsuit magazines. She was currently wearing a light blue tank top, black jeans, and flip flops. No wonder Stanley had to use artificial intelligence to make her look ugly.

She was still lost in her thoughts when she heard a knock on the door of her trailer. She groaned exhaustedly—even without this Gollum nonsense, it had been a difficult day of shooting Hain In There’s next episode. She walked to the door and opened it.

“Hi,” a female voiced chirped. Olivia instantly recognized it: it was that of her agent: Filimena Aiona. “May I come in?” She politely asked her

Samoan accent prominent and audible.

“Sure,” she said after hesitating for a moment. “Come on in. I could use a shoulder to cry on anyway.”

“Oh, yes,” Filamena said empathetically. “I heard about the Gollum videos. I am so sorry.”

“Appreciate it,” Olivia stated. “Would it be okay if you would me on the couch?”

“Absolutely,” Filamena said. “Lead the way.”

2.

Two minutes later actress and agent were on the couch. Actress’s head was now crying into agent’s chest.

Now’s a good time to mention that doing so was a good call. For agent, like actress had an ample bosom. She was also quite beautiful, if more exotic. Filamena, you see was Samoan and had lived on the American territory for almost two decades before moving to the Golden State. She was mid-sized with light brown skin, exotic brown eyes, short black hair and a bright smile. She was currently wearing formal white blouse a black suit jacket and a back business skirt. She was also wearing white stilettoes and what looked like a necklace.

After a few more minutes of this comforting, Filamena had an idea. “Olivia,” she said as she disengaged from the other woman. “I think I know a way I can help you move past this.”

“You do?” Olivia, who had stopped crying by now, asked curiously.

“Oh yes,” Olvia asserted, as she took of the item around your neck. It was a gold ring on a silver chain. “This is it.”

“Ha, ha, very funny,” Olivia laughed derisively. “Guess you couldn’t resist ing the bandwagon?”

“No,” Filamena countered. This is actually a family heirloom that is part of my Samoan heritage. It brings peacefulness and good fortune.” It began to glow.

“Really?” She asked. “How does it work?”

“Very simple,” Filamena began to explain. “All you need to do is lock your eyes on the ring and watch it glow. You must put everything else out of your mind except for the ring.” She then began to swing the chain, so the ring swayed back and forth. Just focus on the ring and its glow to the exclusion of all else.

Olivia had to it that the glow of the ring was inviting, and the rhythmic swinging of it soothing. Yes, it was just the thing she needed to relax. All she needed to do to forget about this Gollum business was bask in the rings warm glow and Filamena’s soothing voice.

Speaking of which, Filamena’s soothing voice muttered something in a language that Olivia did not understand. The ring began to glow it’s brightest and enveloped Olivia’s vision and body. When the glow subsided Olivia was slumped over the couch in a deep trance.

Filamena smiled. Apparently, the rumours surrounding the heirloom were true. This special ring was use to both provide courage to warriors into battle and to spellbind their enemies. Filamena however, had a much less sinister—if much more risqué way of using this item.

“Olivia,” Filamena intoned. “Can you hear me?”

“Yes,” Olivia slurred. “I hear you.”

“You want to get over your ex-boyfriend’s technological abuse and this whole Gollum thing, don’t you?”

“Yes…” she whispered after a short pause. “I…do…”

“Then you must do, whatever I say. I can help you, but you must do as I command. Will you?”

Yes…I must…do as you command,” she said.

“Alright,” Filamena ordered. “Take me to your bedroom, please.”

3,

It was a short trip to Olivia’s bedroom (they were in a trailer after all). “Now Olivia,” Filamena continued. “To get over your fear of Gollum, you must face your fear of Gollum. The best way to do that is act like Gollum. When I snap my fingers, you will think you are a Gollum and desire my ring. However, unlike the actual Gollum, you will not harm me. You will make love to me. As you do this, you will be less and less upset about this business with your ex-boyfriend and will work up the resolve to obtain redress. Understood?”

“Understood,” Filamena droned robotically.

“Oh and since, Gollum doesn’t wear clothes, you will disrobe before making love to me. You will also say ‘yes precious’ whenever I give you a command. Got it?”

“Yes precious,” she said compliantly as Filamena snapped her fingers.

Olivia immediately disrobed, kicking off her flip-flops, dropping her pants and underwear at breakneck speed. The she pulled her tank top over her head and unhooked her white bra which ed her white underwear and other clothes on the floor. This revealed her impressive breasts and pointed nipples. She also had a hairy, but still attractive pussy. She instinctively crouched on the floor.

Filamena was naked now, too, all of her business clothes a pile on the floor- next to her fancy shoes. She then sat on Olivia’s bed. Her buxom breasts and exotic brown skin were on full display.

“Alright, Olivia,” she commanded, motioning to herself. “Come and get your precious.”

“Yes, precious,” Olivia said leaping on to the bed and into Filamena’s arms.

Filomena kissed the Caucasian celebrity ionately. Olivia kissed her back gently at first, but then with more ion. Oliva disengaged from her mistress’s mouth and began to peck at her neck where the ring was. “Must have my precious,” Olivia blurted out. “Precious…Precious!”

Filamena couldn’t help but giggle.

“You can get your precious,” Filamena reassured. “Before you do so you must lick my breasts and eat me out. Understood?”

“Yes precious,” Olivia said between pecks. She quicky moved her kisses from Filamena’s neck to her breasts, burying her head in them as she did so. She gave each memory lots of smooches.

“Lick my breasts faster,” Filamena ordered.

“Yes precious,” Olivia replied, tripling her speed. Filamena’s pleasure tripled along with it. A few minutes later, Filamena felt it was time for the finale.

“Eat me out Olivia,” she commanded.

“Yes precious,” she said as she moved her head down to her agent’s vagina. Filamena squealed in ecstasy as Olivia’s tongue met her pubic hair.

She had finally fulfilled her sexual fantasy with her long-standing crush. Her pleasure scaled higher and higher until she couldn’t hold it in anymore. She clamped her legs around Olivia’s head and climaxed all over her face, smiling contentedly,

4,

About an hour later, Olivia and Filamena had showered, dried off, redressed, and had returned to the couch. This time the agent addressed the actress.

“Olivia,” Filamena intoned. “In 30 seconds I will clap my hands. You will then awaken from your trance. You will not anything that has happened here after you finished crying into my chest. The Gollum pranks will not get to you. You will be prepared to take on your ex-boyfriend with me. Moreover, when you hear me and only me say ‘precious trance’ you will immediately fall back into this trance and obey my every command. Understood?”

“Understood precious,” Olivia said, nodding in acceptance.

“There is, however, some final instructions I am going to give you,” Filamena continued. “Listen carefully and follow them faithfully….”

5.

Two months later, Olivia was beaming. With the help of her agent, she had finally outing the whole Gollum incident to rest. They had also found a way to deal with Stanley Ankler and his deepfakes. It was very simple: legal action.

You see, Olivia and Filamena had sought redress through a tort claim: invasion of privacy, nonconsensual distribution of intimate images, intentional infliction of emotional distress and other causes of action. They had also filed a criminal complaint via the anti-revenge porn law.

There was another reason Olivia was beaming too. She had found a new love: her agent Filamena Aiona. She didn’t know why, but ever since Filamena had comforted her in her trailer she had become very attracted to her. Filamena was sweet, pretty, caring and intelligent. What was not to like? They had been dating for a month now and their relationship had no indication of slowing down.

Sometimes it was funny how things worked out. By getting over Gollum she had found mate who was truly precious.