The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Southlake, Tarrant County, Texas

“Do you really think anyone would notice if I…,” Pedro asked.

“Don’t do it!” Manuel said.

“Look, you’re not going to report me…,”

“It’s my job too…”

“But just look at them!”

Fourteen women sat in the back of the air-conditioned truck. Two rows of seats along the truck’s side, facing inwards. There was an open hatchway between the loading area and the cabin upfront.

The women were all naked.

They were (mostly) young.

They were beautiful.

They were also, at present mute. They just sat there like robots, even as Pedro played with the tits of JG-7A-0T.

“JG-7A-0T” was the registration on her control collar.

Once, she had been Alejandra Colina from Barcelona (in Venezuela).

Now she was a tabula rasa—a blank slate—waiting to be fit into a new home.

Her owners, Matt and Helen Wiltshire desired a new slave. They already had BZ-0O-2K—whom they called “Tabby” (Tabitha was Helen’s favourite name). Now they wanted another.

Alejandra Colina had basic conditioning at present, and was ready to be opened to her new slave-position. She had also had some minor medical procedures

Her skin was lightened. Her eyes made blue. Her hair darkened. She looked more northern European now, than Latina.

“Look at this…,” Pedro laughed as he brushed his cock against her face.

“Please!” Manuel begged, “You’ll get us both fired… or worse…”

“Worse?” Pedro laughed. He scoffed at the rumours.

“Hey did you hear they got a new batch of border jumpers?” Manuel asked, trying to distract his workmate…

“How many this time?”

“Over thirty… but only seven have been selected for conditioning…”

“Why’s that?”

“Either too you, too old… or they had balls…,”

They both laughed.

Only women were processed.

There was one company that catered to the male sex slave market… but not theirs.

They arrived at Sunnyholt Estate. They ed through the gate of the enclosed community only once they’d been checked over by the security.

“Did you notice the guard?” Manuel asked

“No, what about him?” Pedro shrugged.

“He had a control collar…”

“What?” Pedro gasped “He ain’t no sex slave…,”

“No… He’s one of them soldier bots…”

“He’s not a bot…”

“You know what I mean…!”

“What?”

“He’s a guard-slave”

“Slave-guard” Pedro corrected him.

“See! You do know what I’m talking about…!”

Pedro did indeed know. Some men had been conditioned to be loyal ‘guard-dogs’ as they were also known as.

“Here it is!” Manuel said as they arrived at the house of Matt and Helen Wiltshire.

“JG-7A-0T!” Matt said as he went back to the slave-holding area of the truck. “Prepare Assimilation Protocol.”

JG-7A-0T blinked and then rose to her feet.

“Follow me!” Manuel said as Pedro opened the back of the truck.

JG-7A-0T walked like a zombie behind Manuel. Manuel carried with him a small package continuing JG-7A-0T’s Manual.

Helen greeted them at the door.

She let JG-7A-0T in, but not the two transporters. She took the manual and slammed the door.

Manuel looked to Pedro. Pedro shrugged.

They knew that JG-7A-0T would be activated by Helen saying certain key-words written in the front of the manual.

From these words, and the ‘activation’ JG-7A-0T would then be the Wiltshire’s willing slave.

Manuel was nervous as he sat outside HR.

He’d been waiting just under half an hour when the door opened and an executive said “Mr. Ortega?”

“Si, I mean yes…?”

“Please step into my office…,”

He did so and sat where directed. The woman in a business suit sat down behind her desk. She had a collar on “AF-9D-0Y.”

Manuel immediately knew she was a slave.

“My name is Helen” she said “And, well let me be frank there’s been some reports of concerning behaviour regarding your delivery role…”

“Ah… It… It was not me. It was Pedro…,” Manuel blurted out.

Helen consulted her notes. “That would be Mr. Collazo?”

“Yes…,” Manuel said.

“Tell me what you think has happened…,”

And so…

Manuel spilled his guts. Why should he risk his job for that guy?

He spent 45 mins listing all the things he hates about Pedro, and how the guy would always fool around with the products…

In the end Manuel not only saved his own ass, but he got promoted

Manuel arrived home that night quite elated. “Hi, honey!” he called.

His wife Beth came out wearing a kitchen apron and wiping her hands of food she’d been preparing.

“Hi, baby!” she said kissing him on the nose.

“I’ve got some great news…,” he began

“Rosie’s home!”

“Oh, shit!” he spat. Suddenly he’d gone from elation to being quite crestfallen.

Rose was his only daughter. A university student. She was a mauve-haired militant lesbian (she’d gone off to college quite ‘normal’ only to be radicalised by leftard campus folk). She had a girlfriend—Eva (pronounced ae-va).

They were part of a larger movement against the slave-world. To that end they had some moral justification. But they were also against men, in general, and western civilisation too (even though the slave-bots were being used in the Middle East, and in China).

“She’s here with her ‘friend’” Beth added.

“Fuck…,”

“Come, tell me the good news…,” Beth said as she turned and went back into the kitchen.

He followed her. She was making meatloaf. As an Hispanic male he didn’t care for that. But occasionally she made ‘traditional’ fare for herself. He didn’t see how ‘meatloaf’ was cuisine, or traditional, but he loved his blonde-haired wife. She was a great housekeeper and he still got to mount her when he wanted (though she no longer enjoyed it).

“So…?” she began.

“Oh, yeah…,” he smiled “I’ve been moved to a special transport unit…”

“You’re not still transporting slaves?”

“No… We’re… Apparently they’ve developed a new enslaving process… And I’m going to be transporting this… I think they called it ‘nano-bots’ to various places…”

“Oh?” Beth said as she checked the oven.

He paused.

“I’m listening…,” she insisted.

“And it comes with a 12% raise!”

“Wow!” she gasped as she now really was paying attention to him.

“Yeah, I know…,” he smiled.

She hugged him “I’m so proud of you…,”

Then the evening went downhill… At the dinner table Rosie and Eva kissed and were quite open (or ‘confronting’) about their relationship, and the talk went to all sorts of political things… and a fair amount of belittling Manuel and his job.

As a leftard Rosie didn’t get the irony that the very thing she detested paid for her education.

Manuel was glad to drive again—and this time on his own. He drove a smaller company vehicle—because he wasn’t carrying women-slaves. In back was a small box with a keypad (he had the code) and he’d be delivering a small gun-like injector and a set dose of nano-bots.

The bots would be injected into the would-be slave and within a minute turn her sedate. This was a breakthrough from the conditioning process they’d been using so far… which often took weeks to get a woman’s brain susceptible for her new role.

“Oh, fuck!” Manuel said as he saw a line of (mostly) women ahead, blocking the road.

They had signs like “Free Women Now!” and “End Slavery.”

Manuel called it in. He knew the paid-cops would be here shortly to move these protesters.

“Oh, fuck!” he said as he saw his daughter Rose and her lover Eva amongst the protesters.

Within minutes the “whoop-whoop” sound of police sirens began to fill the air.

Not long after a senior officer on a bull-horn was warning the protesters to disperse.

Manuel got out of his vehicle.

“Sir, please stay back,” an officer said.

“I’m with the Company”

“I know, Sir…,” the officer said.

Manuel stood up inside his door so he could get a better look.

Moments later the police went in.

There were screams of the women as they were forcibly removed.

Manuel saw an officer club a woman with his baton.

He looked around to see where his daughter was.

He saw her and then went into the back of his vehicle.

Manuel had lost sight of her as he did that. He jumped up again to look around. He saw her again and rushed to her.

“Let me go you fascist pricks!” she screamed as she kicked out at an officer as she lay on the ground.

“Officers! Officers!” Manuel said.

“Stay back…”

“I’m with the Company…,” he said.

“Stay back… we…,”

“This woman belongs to the Company… I’m here to retrieve her…,” he lied.

Immediately the officers got up off her.

Manuel flashed his credentials showing he was from the Company, as he had said.

“Are you alight?” he asked as he squatted down next to his daughter.

“This is your fucking fault!” she snarled.

He grabbed her by the head, forced it forward and then quickly shot a dose into the back of her neck.

“Ow!” she yelped. “What the fuh….,”

She grew silent.

He didn’t really know what to expect… He’d hoped it would calm her down so he could get her out of there…

“Rosie?”

“Yes, Daddy,” she smiled.

(She’d not call him that in quite some time).

“Are you okay?”

“Yes, Daddy… I am fine…,” she smiled.

He helped her to her feet. He turned to a senior officer. “I will take her from here…,” he said…

“Very well…,” the officer said.

“Come, Rosie…,” he said. He turned to go with her back to his vehicle and as they went she took his hand gently in hers.

He looked at her again.

She smiled again.

They got in the truck.

“I just have to do a delivery…”

“Yes, Daddy…”

“Are you alright?”

“Yes, Daddy…,” she smiled.

“Rosie… look… I know you don’t like what I do…”

“I love you, Daddy…,” she grinned. “I’m sorry I’ve not said that enough before…,”

“It’s okay, honey…,” he smiled “You know your mom and I love you… We’ve always tried to…”

“It’s okay, Daddy…,” she said as she put her hand on his knee…

“I…”

“I love you,” she said as she leaned forward and kissed him softly on the lips…

He was surprised by the tenderness of it..

“Let me make this up to you…,” she sighed as she unzipped him.

“Rosie?” he gasped “What are you doing…”

“Shhhh,” she said as she pulled him free. She gazed into his eyes and then bent down into his lap.

“Rosie!” he gasped as she took him into her mouth.

He was still soft, but hardening fast as she sucked.

“Rosie… I…? Oh, God!” he gasped.

Rose got him hard and she took all of him into her mouth and sucked.

“Oh, God!” he cried again and began coming…

She gulped his load down. She mewed as she swallowed her dad’s come.

She continued to suck till she’d cleaned him and then she put him away. She sat up having zipped him.

She pulled down the sun-visor in front of her and checked herself out in the mirror. She checked herself for sperm and finding some she wiped it with her finger and then licked that clean too.

“What? What just happened?” Manuel gasped.

“I told you I love you, Daddy,” she said as she did her seat belt up…

“You..! You just…!”

“I wanted to make you happy…,” she smiled “From now on I’ll always try to make you happy…”

“The…?” he began.

“You have a delivery to do, Daddy…,” she said, “You don’t want to lose your job now you’re promoted…”

“No… I…?” Manuel began as he started up his vehicle.

“I’m so proud of you, Daddy,” she said.

They drove for a while in silence before she spoke again.

“Daddy?”

“Yes, honey?”

“I… I think I want to leave College…”

“You do?”

“Yes… I .. I want to come back home to live with you and momma…,” she said “I… I think I can be a wife for you like momma is…”

“A wife?”

“Yes… I want to take care of you so much… I’ll help cook, and clean, and… And when you need to you can fuck me…”

“What?”

“Yes, Daddy…,” she said “I want to make you so happy…”

“I don’t think your mom’s going to be happy about that!” he snorted.

“Oh, you can inject her too… Then she’ll be as compliant as I am…”

“What?”

“Those nanobots, Daddy…”

“You… ? You know what I did?”

“Of course, Daddy…,” she giggled “You’ve made me your slave… I love it… I have to tell you… It feels wonderful. That’s why I want to be your wife. I can be so good for you.”

He wasn’t aware that a slave could be self-aware she was a slave…

Manuel and Rose drove up into the hills to deliver their ‘package’.

Manuel went up to the front door and it was opened by Pedro.

“Pedro?” Manuel gasped.

“Who, Sir?” Pedro asked.

“It’s me… Manuel!”

“Who are you calling for, Sir?” Pedro asked.

Then Manuel noticed the collar around Pedro’s neck.

M-HK-4C-9R.

It was a male-sexbot collar.

He realised what the Company had done to Pedro to punish him—sold him off to a different slave company and now he was here.

Manuel explained he was there o deliver and Pedro took the package and thanked him and then just closed the door on him.

Manuel walked away concerned .. and then he smiled. He never liked Pedro.

“Oh, Daddy… I missed you!” Rose embraced him as he returned.

“I was only gone a minute…”

“Still…,” she sighed as she held onto him…

She looked up at him… “Do you want me to do it again?”

“What?”

“Do you want me to suck it again, Daddy?”

“Er… no… I… I don’t think I could…”

“That’s okay!” she laughed as she jumped back into her seat…

Beth was surprised when Rose came into the kitchen and embraced her.

“What’s all this?” she asked.

“Oh, momma…,” Rose laughed “Daddy’s got a present for you… Haven’t you Daddy?” she asked as she turned to see her father enter carrying his syringe-gun.

“What is that?” Beth asked.

“It’s going to make everything fine…,” Rose said.

Suddenly Rose grabbed her mom from behind, hooking her arms under her mom’s and crossing her hands behind her head.

“Rosie?” Beth gasped.

“Don’t worry, momma,” Rose said “It’s going to be over in a minute…”

“Rosie…? You’re beginning to scare me!”

“Hold still…” Manuel said.

“Please… Don’t…,” Beth began a Manuel rolled her sleeve up “What are yo…. Ow!” she cried as she was injected.

Rose released her mom who turned and slapped her across the face and then grabbed her forearm where it stung.

Beth was about to say something when she suddenly grew silent. Her head slunk.

“Beth?” Manuel asked.

“Yes, honey…,” she smiled, lifting her head.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes, of course honey…,” Beth said.

“Hey mom,” Rose said as she got down on her knees… “You wanna help me blow dad?”

“Yes… That would be great…,” Beth said as she stepped forward “If that’s okay with you?”

“What?”

“Do you want me to suck you off as well?” Beth hesitated. She didn’t want to do anything he didn’t want.

“That would be great…,” he said.

“Come on, mamma, it tastes real good…,”

Beth got down on her knees beside her daughter. Rose took the cock out of her mouth and held it for her mom.

Beth tentatively tasted it. “Mm-mmm!” Beth gasped surprised. “t does taste good!”

Manuel sighed as he watched his wife and daughter take turns sucking his cock. Soon he was shooting it into two open laughing mouths.

This was going to be amazing…