The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Things in my life were looking up and I couldn’t be happier. Stuff that used to stress me out faded into the background and I was just enjoying cruising through my days and living in the moment. Work used to be something I needed to be perfect at. Each day, every day, finishing my assignments as fast and effectively as possible, so I could focus on my hobbies. But now I couldn’t care less.

The work still had to be completed, but I just stretched the load through the entire day and if something got bumped, it probably wasn’t that important anyway. My bonus was somewhat lower because of these delays, but I didn’t mind that either. It was probably due to all the relaxation I’ve been doing. It wasn’t primarily focused on my work-related stress, but I guessed it just affected me overall and the results were very pleasant.

Kathy was happy with some of these changes as well. I stopped panicking at every attempt at intimacy and although we weren’t fully back on track yet, things were looking up. I was again able to enjoy her closeness and the feeling of her body pressed against mine brought fierce arousal. I wasn’t quite ready yet, but we were getting there, and it helped that Kathy also stopped pushing me towards bedroom at every opportunity. Her restraint helped me to be more comfortable with the pace things were progressing, leaving me more at ease.

It seemed like our moods shifted from week to week, but overall, my life was going in a good direction and lot of that was thanks to Iris. From the moment she came back into my life, everything got better. It was probably because she returned simultaneously with my therapy taking effect, but it was also as if we were on the same wavelength. Sometimes she just said something, and I was thinking about those exact same words, as if she were in my head. More often than not, I found myself agreeing with whatever she told me, because it just made sense to me.

There was just something about the way she put things that made me want to hear more. That was why I kept calling her every day to talk about everything that happened, and then listen to whatever she wanted to tell me. Just hearing her voice always made me happy. My mind frequently completely trailed off during our conversations, and I ended up just smiling stupidly, nodding along to her words. At first, I felt bad about losing track so often, but she never complained, not even once, and she even praised me for being such a good listener.

It wasn’t surprising that our bond grew so strong again. We were tight back in the day, and now I felt like we were back in school. Well, that wasn’t exactly it. Back then she was the clingy one, always trying to be near me, but now I understood that eagerness, because I was feeling something similar—a strong need to be in with Iris and to get closer to her. I kept thinking about her even when we were not talking. She was important—too important for me to ever screw up our relationship, and I needed to work hard on improving it.

Our calls were only the foundation of our relationship, and I knew they weren’t enough. Iris was such a good friend—always listening, always giving me advice, always ready to pay a visit to my home, and I never did anything nice in return. I had to make her happy and what was the best way to make any girl delighted? I needed to buy her a gift. So, I delayed some of my work and made some rush orders, making sure the items would be delivered in the morning, because I didn’t want anyone to know about Iris and our special friendship. And I just knew that if I did everything right, I could be her good boy.

I stopped myself at that weird form of address. Why would I call myself that? Was I a dog?

But the more I thought about it, the less it bothered me. I just liked to listen to what Iris told me and I was often inclined to agree with her, or even to obey her suggestions when they made sense. Which they did most of the time. If listening and obeying meant I was a good boy, was it so wrong? I pondered that a little more and once I realized that I didn’t know what had unsettled me in the first place, I let the whole thing go out of my mind and went about my day as if nothing had happened.

I was incredibly happy when, a couple of days later, Iris finally paid me the long-delayed visit. She arrived during my relaxation session as usual and I went to open the door barely conscious. Even in my half-asleep state I realized that she looked stunning. It seemed like something about her had changed since the last time we stood face to face and I couldn’t stop looking at her.

She was dressed in light-blue shorts that were clinging to her body very tightly and clearly showed the outline of her underwear. The same was true for her very short sleeveless top with matching color. Other than that, she wore only light sandals and her hair was tied in a shaggy ponytail, which emphasized her bare shoulders and drew attention to the fact that there was a lot of her bare skin on display. I stood there, mouth agape, unable to say a word, thinking about how delicious she looked in that outfit.

“It’s nice seeing you after a long time, Will. Now be a gentleman and invite me in.”

“Of course, Iris. Sorry. Come on in,” I immediately obliged and stepped out of the way. While she walked in, my eyes were drawn to her ass, and I tried to recall if it had always looked so tight.

“You’re still a little out of it, right?” she asked playfully.

“Sorry. I’ll just turn off the music,” I apologized again, trying to regain my composure.

“No, keep it on and give me a hug instead.”

“Sure, Iris,” I nodded and embraced her before I could think twice.

Lately, just being close to my fiancée was enough to get me aroused and excited, and for some reason, the same thing happened now. I mean, it was pretty obvious why—Iris was a beautiful girl, but I had never reacted so strongly to her presence. My arms were wrapped around her exposed midriff and I fought the urge to begin massaging the muscles of her back because her skin just begged to be caressed. Her scent was intoxicating and she held me so close that my face was basically nuzzled against her neck and I was just breathing in her fragrance.

“Well, someone is excited to see me,” Iris commented, and only then did I realize my erection was pressing into her body.

“Sorry,” I apologized awkwardly and tried to pull away, but she held me firmly.

“I didn’t mean it as a complaint. I don’t mind, we are just friends, enjoying each other’s closeness. Let’s just stay like this for a little while.”

I wanted to argue and push myself further from her, but the embarrassment quickly faded. She wasn’t offended, so what was I worried about? The soothing melody kept playing and I was already much calmer than a moment ago. There was nothing wrong with our hug. We were just being close and friendly, and even though the warmth of her body was making me dizzy and I felt intoxicated by her scent, I stopped fighting and eased up. Well, at least most of me did, because the erection stayed and if anything, it got even fiercer.

Iris had always had what I would call a boyish figure—I used to see her as little too skinny and flat for my taste, but I couldn’t have been more mistaken. When I was this close, holding her in my embrace, I couldn’t stop myself from noticing how tight her body felt. I could just pick her up right now and bring her into my bedroom...

That thought stopped me again. Where did that come from? Iris was just a friend. Why would I think about her like that? But the thought was arousing and exciting at the same time and there was nothing wrong with a little fantasy. Iris was incredibly attractive and I kept thinking about my hand running over her exposed stomach, maybe even going up and playing with her small breasts through that tiny top she was wearing right now. And kissing her neck right there, where my lips already were, then proceeding with a string of kisses over her naked shoulders, while my hands would continue fondling her breasts.

“You can ease up, Will. Just stay like that a little longer and enjoy the hug. This is something we can do every time we get together.”

Her nails were scratching the back of my neck and she was whispering those words directly into my ear. It all felt amazing and I didn’t want to stop. The soothing melody was making it hard for me to think, but I didn’t need that much focus to know that I wanted to keep Iris close to me, both literally and figuratively. Right now, I was getting aroused by her body to the point that my breath quickened, and I almost squirmed from frustration. Iris was just a friend, but that didn’t stop me from being aroused by her amazing body. After another minute, she finally let me go and I collapsed into my chair, trying to catch my breath and pull myself together.

“Very good, Will. Now let me hear what happened to you since yesterday,” Iris patted me on the shoulder and sat on the couch next to me.

The soothing melody was still filling the living room and while I was barely able to hold onto some of my thoughts, I didn’t need to be fully alert for this. It had already become so automatic that I recounted everything that happened in the last twenty-four hours without thinking about it twice. It took only a couple of minutes, but my arousal slowly faded during that time and I became even more relaxed than when Iris had come in.

“Thank you, Will. It is so much better like this, don’t you think? You stopped keeping secrets from me, so now you can tell me everything about yourself, your therapy, and your fiancée.”

“It is nice,” I replied. It had become so much easier for me from the point I decided to tell her everything.

“Thanks to that, I can be here for you and give you the best advice, the kind you’ll always want to take. The kind of advice only the best friend can give you.”

“Best friend?” I asked quietly. I used to think that Kathy was always my closest friend, but Iris didn’t seem to be fazed by my confusion.

“Yes, Will. Now you told me there were some basic mantras you were supposed to go over each day. I know you already did, but please go over them again for me.”

“Of course, Iris,” I nodded. The morning was my time to repeat those mantras, and she needed to know what was happening in my life, so it made sense to show her.

“This melody will always calm me down... This melody will always make me feel safe... Hearing this melody will always remind me that I am among friends... This melody will always make me more receptive and agreeable...”

Once I started, it became automatic and I repeated those words again and again, relaxing myself even more, and going over my mantras for long minutes before Iris stopped me.

“That is exactly what I was talking about, William. You are among friends, but right now, I am the only one here, the only one helping you with your ritual, your best friend of them all. Nobody else is doing this with you, nobody else is here this much.”

“Nobody else is here this much,” I whispered in agreement.

“Precisely and I will be visiting you again and again to help you with your mantras.”

“But the doctor said...” I tried to object. There was something about doing this relaxation alone, and it felt important.

“Forget about that. The melody is playing and that means you want to be receptive and agreeable, you’ve said it yourself. I’ll be here for you to always help you with this. And you need my help, Will.”

“I need your help?” this was so confusing and it felt like I didn’t understand the situation at all.

“Yes, William. You made your mind receptive and agreeable so your friends can help you and that’s why I am here, to help you make everything better. Do you understand?”

“You are here to make everything better,” I replied, happy that I didn’t mess things up by misunderstanding. Iris was here to make sure everything went smoothly.

“I am and that’s why we’ll continue with making sure your mind gets even more receptive and agreeable to my voice. This is what you want—you are safe at home, with your friend, and there is nothing you need to be worried about. You just need to listen and accept everything I tell you, and your life will become amazing.”

“Amazing,” I whispered. Yeah, that sounded great. I wasn’t sure how I had been able to get by without Iris around. Her voice was making everything better and having her around for my therapy sessions seemed like the best thing possible. Lately I just wanted Iris to stick around all the time since she always knew the right thing to say and gave the perfect advice. When she explained things to me, they suddenly seemed very clear.

“It will become amazing, Will. I am the friend you’ll always have around and you’ll feel great and safe with me. You worked so hard to open your mind, and we’ll continue working on making you even more accepting and agreeable. Because you want to succeed in your therapy, because you want to get even closer to me, because you want to be my best friend and most of all because I am telling you to do so and you trust my words.”

“I trust your words, Iris,” I confirmed even though it wasn’t a question. But it all just clicked together—all those things she was talking about made sense and her words had a weight I didn’t even want to resist.

“That’s good, but you will learn to trust them even more. When you are this relaxed, you already know how important listening and accepting my voice is, but we will work on incorporating that into every aspect of your life. The need to be closer to me and to make me happy will motivate your every action and you won’t be able to help yourself. Just like you can’t help yourself right now, because of the soothing melody. Tell me that you are open and receptive to me.”

“I am open and receptive to you, Iris,” I replied immediately. She was right, I couldn’t help myself.

“That’s right, and your open and receptive mind can no longer resist my words. Because you worked so hard on these relaxations, you’ve made yourself malleable to outside influence, to my influence. Do not be alarmed—this is a good thing, a thing you always wanted to achieve and realizing that now doesn’t change anything. You still feel calm and at peace, the only thing that changed is how good it feels when you obey me. Tell me it feels good to obey.”

“It feels good to obey, Iris,” I responded. Everything was so easy. I didn’t need to think and worry about my actions. I just needed to listen and obey, and it felt good.

“Perfect. After we finish our relaxation for today, you might forget most of what we talked about, but the need to get close to me and make me happy will remain. As well as the memory of how pleasant it feels to obey my words. From now on, even if you are awake, you’ll always be tempted to do whatever I tell you just because your mind will provide the pleasurable feelings that go with obeying my suggestions. And every time I use your name in one of these suggestions, you will be reminded how good it feels to be open and receptive to my voice, and that obeying feels amazing. Isn’t that right?”

“Obeying feels amazing,” I whispered softly.

“It does, and when I call you Will, you’ll be reminded of your urge to obey. And when I use your full name, William, the urge will get even stronger. Will is a good friend who does what he is told, but William is a name for a servant, do you understand?”

“William is a name for a servant,” I repeated her words. I had never thought about it like that, but I couldn’t argue with her. Right now, her words were so confident, so irresistible, that I just had to accept them without any questions.

“When I call you William, you will be overwhelmed with the need to serve and obey. You will be reminded that it is you who needs to win my favor, and it will be only logical to do what you are told. After all, obeying feels good for a servant and it will bring you even more pleasant feelings. And the more you obey, the better you’ll feel. Soon, you’ll just want to do everything I tell you, and it will be the best time in your life. Now tell me that you’ll be my obedient servant, William.”

“I’ll be your obedient servant, Iris,” I replied, and it felt amazing.

His programming went even better than expected, but it made sense. I had been conditioning him non-stop for months now and my voice was ever-present both in his nightly sessions and our phone calls. I attacked him from multiple fronts and finally pushed ahead where he was the weakest—his trust for his friends and the need to make them happy. I hoped that the need to obey me was strong enough that he would be compelled to do my bidding while awake, which was a big jump from influencing his entranced mind. There was a lot I could do while his soothing melody was playing, but I couldn’t keep that thing on forever. And to be honest, I was already getting sick of it.

There were still barriers that had to be broken down through further conditioning, and I was pretty sure some of his principles would take me months to overcome, but at the same time, I was really curious how far we had gotten already and today was the day to test it out. I waited a little longer, giving Will a chance to come up out of his trance slowly and naturally after I stopped his song.

It was weird, waking up from my relaxation when someone was around, and it took me a couple of seconds to even realize why Iris was sitting there. We had agreed on a visit, and then I showed her my therapeutic session, I guess? It was still a little hazy and there was slight feeling of unease about that decision. My therapist was clear about no one being present when I was working on my conditioning.

But then again, this was Iris—my friend whom I felt closer to than ever before, and I wanted to share my experience with her. Maybe this thing would make us even closer and that was something I wanted desperately. After a few months I couldn’t imagine my life without Iris in it and while I was trying to get my bearings, she was just patiently sitting on the couch next to me. Always there, always prepared to help me and I was overcome with a sudden need to do something nice for her. And then I recalled that I had something prepared already.

“Would you wait here just for a second?”

I ran away almost before Iris could give me a nod, and when I came back with a gift box that was tied with a giant ribbon, a big smile appeared on her face. Iris slowly unwrapped the box and then went through its contents. The first thing was just a thin bracelet that had caught my eye online and it seemed like it was just her style. She picked it up and immediately fastened it around her wrist.

“Thank you. I feel like you really know me too well if you chose something this nice. If you keep buying me nice stuff, maybe I won’t be able to help myself but to feel closer to you,” she gave me a wide smile.

Her praise almost made me jump with excitement, because it felt like I had finally done something right. That was what I wanted—to make her happy and get her closer to me. I immediately thought about what else I could buy for her to repeat this result, but I didn’t want to act needy, and she was already moving to the second part of my gift—a short cobalt-blue tube dress, which she picked up and looked over with a slight smirk on her face.

“You’ve outdone yourself; this thing looks gorgeous. Do you think it will fit?” she raised her eyebrow.

“There’s only one way to be sure,” I replied with a chuckle.

“Well, I guess you are right.”

Iris didn’t even give me a chance to react. She just stood up and with one smooth move, she pulled off her tight top, revealing the transparent red lacy bra I knew so well from the photo she had sent me. I must’ve looked at the photo a hundred times, but nothing prepared me for seeing it live, up close.

It really didn’t hide that much, and I could clearly see her nipples through the sheer fabric. I wanted to say something, but the words just got stuck in my throat. And before I could recover, she pulled down those tiny shorts and stood there just in her matching underwear. Her red Brazilian panties were doing as bad a job at covering her body as the bra did, and I could even tell she had groomed a thin landing strip down there.

“I’ve almost forgotten you promised to give me an honest opinion on these, so I took this opportunity to kill two birds with one stone,” she said with an innocent voice and took a step closer, striking a provocative pose right in front of me. “So, what do you think?”

“You look stunning,” I replied with a raspy voice, because arousal suddenly hit me like a hammer.

“Really? Could you be more specific? Do I look sexy in it?”

“Iris,” I objected weakly, realizing my own embarrassment at the moment. “I’m not sure this is appropriate.”

“Sure it is,” she shut my objections down. “You are just helping to pick a nice underwear for my date, like a good friend would. And a good friend would give me an honest opinion, Will.”

The way she talked made me feel ashamed. She was here for me the entire time, and when she requested my help, I refused to provide it. I was the one who needed to treat her nicely and comply with her wishes.

“Yeah, you look incredibly sexy,” I replied finally, and was surprised by how good it felt to be honest.

“See? It wasn’t that hard. Now, honestly, tell me what do you like the most about this set, Will.”

Iris didn’t phrase it as a question this time, but she didn’t have to. She wanted to know my opinion and I should get that to her in full. I had to tell the truth.

“I love that it is see-through, I can see almost everything,” I added the second sentence before I could think better of it and immediately realized the heat was rising in my cheeks. It felt great to be honest, though.

“Oh? And what were you looking at? Tell me what did you notice through that sheer underwear that made you excited, Will?”

This was incredibly awkward. Iris was posing in front of me just in her sexy underwear, and the sight of her body was making me crazy with arousal. Each of her questions was slightly more provocative than the last one, but giving her the truthful answer felt like the right thing to do. Not only that—the answers made me feel good and I wanted to comply with her wished so badly that I wasn’t able to stop myself from replying.

“Your nipples, Iris,” I said, licking my lips. “And also, the landing strip you have between your legs. It is almost as if you were completely naked right now.” The words were coming out of my mouth and I couldn’t stop them. It felt too good to give her what she asked of me to stop.

“You can see that much? Well in that case, this really might be a little inappropriate,” she frowned and my heart almost stopped beating for a second before she continued. “I still need your help, but this situation is unfair because you are the only one looking. So how about you strip for me to make it even?”

“What? Strip for you?” I asked in shock, but at the same time I was relieved that I didn’t offend her with my reply. “I don’t think I can do that,” I added nervously.

“So you are the only one who gets to enjoy the show? Is that so? What kind of friend are you?” she asked, putting her hands on her hips. “Strip for me, Will.”

There was something about the tone of her voice that made my body move before I could fully process her words. I stood up, pulling my T-shirt over my head, and only when I was shirtless did some of my nervousness fade, because I knew that complying with her wishes made Iris happy. And it felt good too, even better than answering her questions.

“Don’t stop, take off those pants, Will!”

“Of course, Iris. I’m sorry,” this time I obeyed even faster.

I was glad I had chosen some nice underwear, because I was standing in front of my best friend just in camouflage boxer shorts, that were only poorly hiding my erection. Even though I was stunned by this development, Iris was still in front of me, almost naked, and her body just begged to be touched. My emotions were all over the place and I didn’t know what I was even supposed to do.

“Better,” Iris said, looking over my body with a satisfied smile. “But not quite enough, You’ve said that you can see almost everything and that is not the case for me. So, I need you to drop those boxers as well, Will.”

My hands were hooked around the waistband of my underwear almost immediately, but then I stopped myself. What was happening? Was I about to get naked in front of a girl who wasn’t my fiancée? I stood there, frozen with confusion and uncertainty in that situation, trying to make sense of what was the right thing to do.

“Why are you stopping? You think you can have some fun and then back out when it is your time to do something nice? That is not how friends act,” Iris scolded me. “Now get naked for me, William!”

Her words made my hands move again; I dropped my boxer shorts and stood in front of Iris with raging erection. The truth was that I wasn’t embarrassed at that moment. I was just relieved that I didn’t disappoint my friend and I was happy to do something nice for her, even if it was unusual. Somehow, despite all the weirdness, complying with her wishes felt like something I was meant to do. Tending to her needs and wishes was important.

“Very good. I think we are now on equal ground,” Iris chuckled and licked her lips. “I’m not happy about you being so reluctant, but I get you might’ve been embarrassed, so I will overlook it this one time, but you need to work on your part of being good friend, Will. Am I clear?”

“Yes, Iris. I am sorry. I’ll do better,” I pleaded, feeling totally lost again. I was standing in my living room naked, horny and ashamed of myself. I needed to be better for her, and if it meant doing something unusual, it shouldn’t stop me. “I’m sorry, Iris. This is just too much, too confusing for me and I’m not sure what to do, I can’t lose you,” I apologized again, trying not to sound too desperate.

“Don’t worry, you won’t,” she smiled soothingly. “I’ll always be here to help you and you just need to be prepared to pay that favor back, when I ask you, Will.”

“Yeah, I’ll do that. I’ll pay the favor back, Iris!” I replied eagerly.

“And if you are ever unsure again about something, you can just listen to me and do what I tell you, Will.”

“Yes. I’ll do that!” I agreed vigorously. That seemed like the best way to go. I wouldn’t be confused anymore.

“I knew you would see it my way,” she nodded. “Now tell me that you will listen to me from now on, Will.”

“I will listen to you from now on, Iris,” I assured her and a shiver went down my spine as I complied with her suggestion.

“That’s good, because I know that listening to me is something you wanted all this time somewhere deep down in your mind and I am here to provide that guidance. I’ll do all the work and you just need to obey. And you will listen and obey, William.”

“I will listen and obey.” Saying those words out loud sent another wave of pleasure through my body and I was shivering with excitement. I couldn’t really track our conversation because of all of the sensations that were coursing through my body and mind, but I followed her logic, step by step and it all made sense. I couldn’t afford to lose Iris and I didn’t want another blunder so it was just easier to let her take the lead and obey whatever she told me. The amazing thing was that it felt good, like something I was supposed to do.

“Good, now you’ll show me how committed you are to being my friend,” she smiled and put on the tube dress I bought for her. It hugged her slim figure just perfectly and she looked at me. “Thank you for this gift. Now I’ll be dressed but you’ll remain naked for today. Is that clear?”

“Yes, Iris,” I nodded. I was still embarrassed but it was getting easier with each response.

“Better. Now I have put on a nice show for you, but you still didn’t put enough effort in. I want you to pose for me, Will.”

“Yes, Iris,” I nodded again. I needed to return her favor and I tried to do my best. I had never posed naked for someone before, but doing it for Iris felt amazing. The longer she talked, the more eager I was to fulfill her wishes. I switched between few poses and then she pulled out her phone.

“I’ve already sent you some nice pictures so it is only fair that I have some in return. You will pose for my pictures now, Will.”

“Of course, Iris,” I struck another pose immediately. Having someone take incriminating pictures like that would normally feel horrifying, but it all made sense now. Iris had sent me pretty spicy pictures and it was fair to give her something in return. And doing it for her felt just right.

“You can do better than that. I looked hot in my pictures, so you need to try harder. Do some sexy poses for me, Will.”

I tried to flex my muscles and suck in my stomach, but I was apparently useless at it and we spent a couple of minutes with Iris giving me instructions and me following them to the letter. She was getting happier and happier with the results, while I was just doing anything to ensure she would be satisfied. I didn’t care about my feelings in the end, only that Iris was happy and doing what she told me felt better and better.

“Very good, now I want one last position from you. Kneel down and spread your knees apart,” Iris pointed to the ground and I obeyed automatically, no longer wondering about what was sexy. The need to follow her orders was the only thing left in my mind at that point. “Good, now I need you to try to look like you worship me and that you’ll do whatever I tell you to do, Will.”

“Yes, Iris,” I looked up at her face, thinking only about pleasing her.

“Close, but not enough. For this picture I need you to feel it. Tell me that you worship me and you’ll obey my every order, Will.”

“I worship you and I’ll obey your every order, Iris,” I replied and tried to make that sentence as truthful as possible. It sent shivers down my spine.

“Again, but I want you to say it like you mean it. I want you to want it, Will.”

“I worship you and I’ll obey your every order, Iris,” I repeated, focusing all my attention on making her happy and saying it just right. I wanted those words to be true so she would be pleased.

“Yes, you want to do that because I told you to do so and because your own voice says so. Repeat it again, but this time it won’t be for show, this time you’ll truly mean it, because it is your place to do so, William.”

“I worship you and I’ll obey your every order, Iris,” I repeated again and realized that it had been true all along. I already adored Iris and wanted to do everything to make her happy and obeying her orders was just an extension of that need. Kneeling down and saying it out loud was a revelation and I almost collapsed with all the pleasure that hit me when I itted my true feelings.

I left Will naked and kneeling in his living room, repeating his new mantra again and again. Truth be told, I wanted to do something completely different the moment I saw his erect cock, but that still had to wait for a little while.

He unlocked his phone for me, no questions asked this time and I ed new, supercharged version of his night file onto it. Then I replaced the relaxation file in the metronome as a special gift for his fiancée and after that I went back. I found him kneeling in the same place, repeating his worshiping mantra, which was all great, but I needed to make sure he would absorb all this new fondness for me without any side effects or possible revelations.

So, I played some more of his soothing melody and when he relaxed again, I made sure all of today felt like a natural, pleasant and normal experience for him. And just to be perfectly safe, I managed to slip in few words about feeling fine with his nightly sessions and calling me again tomorrow. This was already too good to fail and I had to make sure that it wouldn’t fall apart. I couldn’t wait to see what would I be able to do with him the next time we met...