The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Now that Ricky has confirmed that the remote works and that his mother can be under “his control,” he’s going to move on to the “next step.”

And by “next step” he means testing the remote a bit more and wiping his own mother’s mind blank, although he has no idea what he’ll do if he succeeds, so for now it’s all just an “experiment” to see how far the remote can go.

He gets ready and goes downstairs with the remote in his hand, determined to give his mother a new command.

When he gets to the living room, the first thing he sees is his mom scrubbing the floor completely naked, with her tits and big ass bouncing as she moves the mop back and forth while scrubbing the floor, distracting Ricardo as he watches his mom’s ass bounce.

He approaches her remote control and whispers as he presses the button to alter reality ignore me and ignore everything that happens to your body until I snap my fingers again—to which Ricardo approaches and begins to fondle his mother, massaging her breasts while she scrubs, spanking her ass, and begins to masturbate her until she is unable to ignore the pleasure and lets out a few moans, but she is unable to resist the power of the remote.

Ricardo then leaves his mother’s dripping pussy and walks away, then grabs a candle and begins to slowly insert it into his mother’s ass, leaving it there and walking away, but not before grabbing his phone and taking a photo of his mother with the candle in her ass, while she continues scrubbing, unaware of what has happened.

And finally, Ricky would step back and snap his fingers, watching as his mother realized the pleasure her body had felt and let out a loud moan of pleasure before collapsing to the floor, trembling from the anal and vaginal sensations.

From the other side of the hallway, Ricky would be amazed by the power of the remote control, given everything he had witnessed: his mother letting out a loud moan of pleasure as he masturbated her in her pussy and her ass.

Ricky crept back into the living room to check on his mother, and the sight he witnessed was as shocking as everything else he’d experienced that day. He approached and saw her sitting on the sofa with her legs spread, masturbating like a bitch in heat. Ricky assumed she thought she was alone because of the remote’s effects, and, recalling the pleasure he’d felt earlier, he decided to let loose and release himself.

After Andrea finished touching herself and was left exhausted, and while she lay on the sofa catching her breath, Ricky simply walked in, pressed the “blank mind” button, and pointed it at his mother, who abruptly sat up, her eyes blank and staring into the infinite. What worried Ricky was that his mother wasn’t responding to any stimuli, so he quickly approached her to check on her condition and said “Mom, are you okay?, Mom…?”, asked the boy worried about her mother.

As Ricky looked for the instructions, they explained each button in detail, noting that the “clear mind” button put the subject into a complete trance, leaving her almost like a mannequin—which was part of Ricky’s plan. He began by masturbating her to see if there was any reaction, but nothing happened to his mother’s body, which was a bit odd; he was even concerned about her condition, so he decided to proceed slowly, starting by waking her up to check on her, pressing the “clear mind” button again, and thus his mother returned to normal.

After seeing his mother regain consciousness, Ricky plans his next step; once he’s sure she’s truly awake, he’ll press her to continue with his plan.

“Mom?”, asks worried about her reaction, “Y-yes, son?” says Andrea while she tries to keep calm, “Are you okay? You look strange.”, says her son as he analyzes her mother, “Oh no, son, I’m just a little tired and dizzy.

Very well, she’s fine; now for what’s important, and Ricky presses the “blank mind” button again, watching his mother’s mind empty, leaving her rigid and perfectly ready to proceed with the plan.

As Ricky gets ready, he sets up a tripod in front of them and grabs a remote shutter release. He has his mother stand still, drooling, and then pulls up an image on his phone—a guide to submissive positions from the Entrancement website—all so he can take humiliating photos of her as if she were his slave.

Before starting, he went to his mother’s room to find something—a well-kept secret of hers, a slave collar. Ricky assumed she’d worn it with one of her former partners, so he grabbed it and hurried downstairs to where he’d left his mother, intending to put the collar on her. After putting the collar on her, he read in the remote control instructions that he couldn’t order his mother to do anything beyond facial expressions, so he started posing her. He started with:

“Attention,” a classic, he stood his mother up and ordered her to keep her gaze calm and fixed on the camera, then “flash” and he’d take the photo.

He would continue with “Wait for orders,” remaining standing but spreading her legs slightly, placing her hands behind her back, and fixing a firm gaze as she waited for her master. The next position is “At Your Service,” designed to leave a submissive waiting for an order, as she must maintain eye with her master. It consists of standing with legs slightly apart and hands in front.

The next position is already on the floor: “On Your Knees.” It involves the submissive kneeling, with her body resting on her legs, her knees together, and her gaze fixed firmly on her master.

Next is “Nadu,” a kneeling position with the legs spread open and one hand on each thigh, palms up. This position is designed to display the submissive as decoration, since she cannot look directly at the master.

One of the last would be “Ready to Please,” a somewhat humiliating position, since she would still be on her knees but would hold her hands out in front of her like a dog, and Ricky even made her put on a lustful expression and stick out her tongue.

The next one would be called “Sex Doll,” in which she would be made to look emotionless and imive, simply left lying on the floor with her arms and knees bent, ready to be used as a sex object.

The second-to-last one is called “Humility,” which leaves her on all fours, ed on her knees and elbows, with her head down and without looking at her master, almost as if she were worshiping him.

And the last one is “Table,” which consists of having her on all fours, ed on her knees and hands, to be used as a table or footrest, with a blank expression, since she is an object. With all this, Ricky already has all the photos he wanted, but he was looking for about three more.

The next-to-last photo is something that would bring out Ricky’s inner geek: he asked his mother to do an “ahegao,” which her brain obviously didn’t understand, so he had to show her how to make the face—crossing her eyes and sticking out her tongue—and then he took the photo.

After this, Ricky was so horny that he decided to skip the other two buttons and go straight to creating his first programmable personality.

So he steps out of the room to think calmly, but without realizing he’s left his mother in an “ahegao” pose, mindless and drooling.

Since he could only do three, he had to get really creative, and he thought about turning his mother into a “dominatrix mom,” since it’s something extreme, and he wanted to see how convincing the new personality could be.

And he decides to review the instructions to see how to create the new personality, and reads: “To create a new personality in the subject, press the corresponding button and say aloud the characteristics the new person will have. It is recommended to make a complete list, being as descriptive as possible.”

Ricky typed into his phone: strong, dominant, sexy, suggestive, restrictive, maternal yet dominant personality; she must be aware that she’s my mother, use sex as punishment, know that I’m her son but also her slave, always make me cum, do things for my benefit with a bad attitude as if it were a punishment, ask me about my fetishes before we start and take them into , use me sexually, and call herself Mistress Andrea.

Upon returning to the room, he enters and sees the scene: his mother still in the “ahegao” pose, naked and drooling, which gives Ricky a strong erection. He puts away his phone, grabs the remote, presses the button decisively to issue commands, and says firmly, “Until I tell you to stop, we’re going to have sex. You won’t be my mother; you’ll be a submissive slave eager to please me.”

On the kitchen table, where Ricky opened the garden door so the neighbors could hear his mother scream.

Sex in the bathroom, where Ricky peed into his mother’s mouth, after which they had sex in the shower while he made her rub her soap-covered breasts to clean it off. And finally, they had sex in his mother’s bedroom; until then, only the men his mother had fucked had been there. He said to her, “You’re going to masturbate until I tell you to stop, but you can’t come,” in a commanding tone. As he watched his mother begin to masturbate, he asked, “Tell me, slave, do you have any sex toys or sexy clothes? I know you bring a lot of men here, so be descriptive about what each one is for,” he said mockingly. She replied, struggling to breathe, “Yes, Master. As for clothes, there are some sexy bunny, nurse, ‘Supergirl,’ and maid costumes, a few leather outfits, and several collars. And for toys, there are three anal plugs in the back drawer of the closet: one normal, one extra-large for when my partners want to punish me—but deep down I like it—and one with a cat tail for when I play their pet; a handheld vibrator; a remote-controlled vibrator for using in public; and three dildos of different sizes: one normal, one with a black penis, to remind me of a black boyfriend I had, and one with two heads that I used with Tanya,” Andrea said in a rushed tone, which was interrupted when she mentioned Tanya.

Ricky asked, intrigued, “Tanya? Your friend? Luna’s mother? That Tanya?” And while he was still masturbating, Andrea replied, reaching climax, “Yes, ahh, yes, love, we were lovers, well, technically we still are.”