The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

1.

Nadia Nesrin was going to clean out an old woman’s residence—both literally and figuratively.

Indeed, Nadia—who was 25—ran her own cleaning company— Nadia’s Neatening Ltd. Her prices were high but fair, especially considering the thoroughness of her cleaning. After she was done with them, the client’s house, room, or area, would be spick, span and spotless.

Unfortunately, it would also be missing at least one or two valuables.

Yes, that’s right. In addition to being a cleaner Nadia was also a thief—and pretty good one at that. She would clean the house and swipe any valuables she saw and then either keep them for herself or fence them for money. By the time most people realized that their valuables were missing, it would be too late. Moreover, it was difficult to charge her criminally because it was her victim’s word against her word. Lastly, many of her victims were old and feeble, or did not otherwise have the wherewithal to pursue a claim in civil court.

This was especially true for her latest client: Mary Novick.

Novick was a very elderly woman—she was in her early eighties—and had to use mobility aids to walk properly—even in her own home! She was also hard of hearing. This made her a perfect target.

In fact, she had already stolen a few things from her client while cleaning, A pair of earrings here, a ten-dollar bill there. However, tonight, the night she would be finished her cleaning for Ms. Novick, she would go for everything that wasn’t nailed down. Even better, the old bag had been kind—or was it stupid—enough to prepay her for her services and would be out playing scrabble for most of the night. Nadia would be gone before the geezer knew anything was missing. Nadia grinned evilly—tonight there would be a thorough cleaning indeed.

2.

Nadia approached Ms. Novick’s unit with a spring in her step and a dolly full of her cleaning supplies being pulled along with her hands. Nadia saw a little note posted on the door, indicating that Ms. Novick had gone to her scrabble night and to let herself in with the key under the mat.

Nadia did so, pushing the door open and then keeping it open with her dolly of cleaning supplies until she was fully in. She was dressed rather simply. She wore a black sweatshirt over a white undershirt, blue jeans, and comfortable loafers. Then she put on her apron, latex gloves and disposable cleaning gown.

While she might be plainly dressed Nadia was still quite attractive. A rather short woman, she made up for her small height with her big breasts, exotic Arab skin, beautiful black eyes and endearing smile. She also had a full head of blue hair. The dye she used gave it a metallic sheen and gave her a nice look. At least according to her.

Nadia then entered her primary destination—Ms. Novick’s bathroom. Of all the rooms in the unit, this was the hardest to clean. For Ms. Novick would occasionally suffer from incontinence leaving a scatological mess in her wake and sometimes she would have difficulty when taking a shower or bath (though she could still do both independently). However, this often led to a great deal of water and soap suds spilling out onto the bathroom floor. The walls also left a lot to be desired.

Of course, that’s why Ms. Novick hired Nadia in the first place. She was to ensure the bathroom was spick and span and adjust the shower curtain so the water and suds would stay in. She reached for her cleaning spray and went to work.

3.

It took forty minutes, but the bathroom was now cleaned. Another 40 minutes later and she had completed all her cleaning duties. Now it was time for her cleaning out of Ms. Novick’s valuables. She then cased the apartment for more treasures to pilfer.

A few minutes later, she found one. It was a good one too. This “treasure” was a silver crystal tiara with a red ruby in the middle. She lifted it and it was quite heavy, indicating its authenticity. It would probably fetch her a thousand dollars at least when she sold it on the black market.

All one had to do to discern this was to see how beautiful it was! This was especially true of the red ruby at its center—the literal jewel in the crown. She couldn’t help but move the tiara in her hands and watch the jewel flash. It was quite relaxing how the jewel would flash and glow in the light. Indeed, it was captivating. It made her want to let everything else go except for the tiara. Everything would go out of her mind except the tiara. Only the tiara…

A few minutes later a red laser beam shot out of the tiara’s jewel striking Nadia’s forehead. Her conscious mind shut off, and the Tiara fell to the floor. All Nadia could do was stare ahead blankly ahead and wait for something to fill her empty mind.

4.

Mary Novick’s hands shook as she opened the door. It had been a close tournament, but she’d won. Thank goodness for that g in the middle of the board. It had allowed her to spell the word flaggers and get the scrabble bonus (and get rid of all her letters) resulting in a points jackpot.

She was dressed rather simply. She wore a pair of slacks and loafers, She currently had on a small navy-blue winter coat over a thick white woolen turtleneck. She also wore glasses, her face looked every bit of its holder’s 80 plus years on earth—though her bright blue eyes seemed energetic.

What her eyes saw before her, however, was even better. It was Nadia staring off into space with her tiara on the floor. Her decoy had worked.

Contrary to what many people thought, Mary was very perceptive for her age. Perceptive enough to notice when her heirlooms were missing. Those heirlooms included earrings, brooches and the like and she had noticed that they went missing every time Nadia left for the day. She thought about confronting Nadia but realized that it would be difficult to discern the truth.

Then she found a solution: magic. You see, in her eighty plus years on earth, she had travelled to different countries—including New Zealand. While there, she purchased the Crown—for what at the time was a significant amount of money. The shopkeeper indicated that according to an ancient legend, the jewel in the middle of the tiara could hypnotize those who stared at it for two long or tried to pilfer it. The hypnotized individual would then obey all the commands of the tiara’s owner—and answer all the owner’s questions truthfully.

“Nadia,” Mary asked as she made her way to her easy chair. “Can you hear me?”

“Yes,” Nadia said in a robotic monotone. “I hear you.”

“Turn around and face me,” Mary commanded. Nadia did so. “Now Nadia,” Mary continued. “Answer truthfully: did you steal my earrings?”

“Yes,” Nadia replied.

“I knew it.” Mary said. “Now, Nadia have you stolen or plan to steal anything else of mine?”

“Yes,” Nadia confirmed.

“What items were they?” she asked. Then Nadia listed them all.

“Have you stolen from any of your other clients?”

“Yes,” Nadia confirmed.

Mary thought about asking Nadia to list all the items she had stolen from others, but realized that if she did so, they could be here for several days. She had a better idea of how to handle Nadia’s stealing sprees.

“Nadia,” Mary asserted. “You have been a bad woman and now you need to be punished. Take off all your clothes.”

“Yes…Take off all my clothes,” Nadia parroted as she began to disrobe. She removed her shoes and socks first, then removed her gloves, apron, and disposable gown. Her shirt went next revealing a cute light blue bra Then she dropped her jeans, revealing a thong of the same colour. She removed that too, exposing her thick black bush.

“Nadia,” Mary ordered. You tend to put your fingers where they don’t belong. Therefore, when I clap my hands, you will begin masturbating and will continue until I tell you to stop. Understood?”

“Understood,” Nadia confirmed, as Mary clapped her hands. Then Nadia got down on the floor, took out her right index fingers and inserted them in her vagina. Then she began moving them in and out of it. She was slow at first, but then picked up speed, loving the sensation caused by her friction-causing fingering.

Wanting more arousal, she moved her left hand and began playing with her right breast. Her arousal kept building until she climaxed, her juices spilling all over her fingers. Then she played with her left breast a little bit.

“Stop,” Mary commanded. “Now come to me and turn around so you are facing away from me.” Nadia did so. “Nadia you have been a bad girl, and you need to be punished further. I will now go for something old school, spankings. I am going to slap your bottom repeatedly. You will not try to stop me. You will take your punishment like a grown woman. Got it?”

“Yes,” Nadia whispered softly. Mary then went to work striking her on the bottom. Her strikes then became quick and numerous, eliciting several small gasps and yelps from her mesmerized maid. Mary went at it for a few more minutes until Nadia’s rear began to redden.

“Nadia” she said authoritatively. You will unzip my pants and masturbate me. Since you literally have sticky fingers, this will be quite apposite. Now, come to me.

“Yes…” Nadia uttered robotically. “Come to you.” She then went to Mary and undid her zipper. Nadia dropped to her knees and found Mary’s vagina beginning to rub and touch it. While Nadia was doing this, Mary was stroking her cleaner’s blue hair, loving its softness.

Nadia continued to finger Mary until she was ready to climax. 30 seconds later, she did spilling her juices all over Nadia’s fingers.

Mary smiled. After some more hijinks, Nadia would be made forget everything that had happened here. Well, everything except two other post-hypnotic suggestions. One was a trigger phrase “clean out your mind,” that would put her back under Mary’s control whenever she said it. The second was to return all her stolen property—and the stolen property of others—and turn herself into the police.

Indeed, Nadia would no longer be helping herself to any of her client’s valuables—she would obtain a clean slate by repairing the damage she had done to others. What a neat and tidy ending!