The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Chapter 1

Two weeks have ed since the breakup between Sara and her boyfriend. He tried to fix things, but she was deeply hurt, so she decided to put a definitive end to their relationship. She felt that she had wasted a year of her life with someone who didn’t even their anniversary, so every time she thought about it, she felt a burning humiliation and pain inside.

Meanwhile, at the family home, things had changed in a subtle yet noticeable way. Annie, the mother of the three siblings, had begun acting strangely, spending long periods away from home, sometimes returning with different clothes than the ones she had put on in the morning. Her eyes sometimes displayed an almost imperceptible purple glow that no one seemed to notice except when the light hit them directly.

Suddenly, as dinnertime approached, Annie arrived with news for her family. The woman was overjoyed to share this news with her children, opening the front door to announce, “Well guys, I want to introduce you to my new partner, her name is Oksana,” Annie said at dinner, letting Oksana enter the house. The three siblings were stunned. Oksana was the blonde woman with a Ukrainian accent that their mother had met at the hair salon a few weeks ago.

Sara was the first to comment, showing some reluctance toward the news. “Partner? Mom, what are you saying?” Sara asked, confused. “You’ve always said that after Dad...” Sara appeared noticeably hurt. “Things change, sweetie,” Annie replied with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes. “Oksana and I have understood each other very well since we met. It was fast, but it’s sincere; she has helped me see things differently,” Annie said while looking smilingly at Oksana.

An awkward silence followed as Annie and Oksana looked at each other with real affection, which made Annie’s children uncomfortable. According to Annie, after the death of the children’s father, she had no intention of dating anyone else, as she still loved their father. And although everyone knew she might try to meet someone eventually, they didn’t expect it to be a woman.

The thoughts of each sibling could be seen in their expressions. On Sara’s face, a strong disapproval was visible—she still couldn’t see her mother with anyone other than her father. On the other hand, Ana and Carlos seemed more proactive about seeing this situation in a positive light, as Annie appeared happy being with Oksana. However, the sudden nature of it gave all three of them a bad feeling, worrying that their mother’s heart might get broken.

Seeing how Annie’s children felt, Oksana decided to say something to calm the situation. “Guys, it can be a bit shocking, this is new for me too, but what your mother and I are experiencing is sincere, and we really like each other. I hope you can accept me into your family,” Oksana said kindly with her unmissable foreign accent. Ana and Carlos looked at each other in disbelief as Oksana approached Annie and wrapped her arm around her waist in an affectionate hug that seemed genuine, leading the siblings to understand that this was completely real.

Ana and Carlos shared a knowing look between them while Sara maintained an expression of disgust. Carlos and Ana began to view the scene with tenderness, so Carlos was the first to take the step. “Well, Oksana, if you make our mother happy, we’ll accept you into our family,” Carlos said with a sincere smile, followed by Ana. Although Sara still looked reluctant, much to her chagrin she had to follow her siblings, making her mother smile at this gesture from her children.

After this, the family along with Oksana went to set the table to eat dinner together. Annie’s phone began to vibrate. “Come on guys, set the table while I take a call,” Annie said as she answered her phone and walked into her bedroom. Once in her room, Annie answered the call, which was from Marcos. Upon answering, Annie’s expression changed completely to a more serene one. “Yes, master? Everything is going perfectly, my family believed everything and they have accepted Oksana,” Annie said seriously. A silence followed on Annie’s end as she listened to what Marcos was saying.

Afterward, Annie spoke again. “That’s right, sir, it’s the perfect time for me to handle my daughter for you,” Annie said in her room while continuing to talk on the phone with Marcos. “Sara is vulnerable right now with the breakup and everything. It will be easy to convince her to come with us to ‘relax’ a bit,” Annie said intriguingly.

Marcos ended the conversation and the call. “Perfect,” Marcos answered on the other end of the line. “Prepare everything. This time I want the process to be faster than it was with you. I don’t want any mistakes,” Marcos said before hanging up. Annie then suddenly came back to herself, regaining her previous smile and returning to the dining room where her family was with Oksana, though now knowing she had a mission to accomplish.

Chapter 2

The next morning at Marcos’s house, Marcos, Annie, and Oksana were present. While Oksana was in Marcos’s kitchen preparing dog food, Annie and Marcos were in the living room, with Annie completely naked on all fours over newspapers, behaving like a dog.

This was something Marcos had discovered the chip and collar could do, as he had tried converting Oksana into a cat as a joke, and it worked better than expected. Upon activating her, Oksana instantly began moving on all fours, swaying, and meowing like a cat. Marcos left her like that for a while to analyze the effect it had on her, concluding that this occurred so easily because, with Oksana or Annie being so conditioned, their brains accepted non-human conditioning with greater ease.

This resulted in Annie now kneeling on a newspaper in front of Marcos, panting with her tongue out, wearing only a dog collar, a dog headband, and a dog-tail anal plug. Marcos petted her face before slapping her buttocks. “Good doggy, now pee and poop on the newspaper like I taught you,” Marcos said with a cruel smile while Annie obeyed without hesitation, urinating on the newspaper at her feet, making the purple glow in her eyes more intense than ever.

After doing this, Annie ran away from the newspaper on all fours through the house while Marcos laughed at the situation. Oksana then entered the room dressed only in a maid’s apron, heading straight to pick up the newspaper and clean up what Annie had left behind. Her expression looked strange; she seemed completely imive, ignoring Annie, who rubbed against her leg like an ordinary dog.

After cleaning it up, Oksana brought a bowl with the dog food she had been preparing—dog kibble mixed with leftover meat from lunch—placing it on the floor next to the sofa where Marcos was sitting. Annie ran enthusiastically to eat it, consuming the food Oksana prepared with intensity and desperation. While Annie ate, Oksana knelt beside the doggy Annie, keeping her gaze lowered toward Marcos while the young man ired the scene.

Currently, Oksana’s individuality had been reduced significantly, though she still maintained a certain air of authority over Annie, like a second-in-command in the perverse hierarchy Marcos had created. To Annie’s family, they appeared to be a normal couple, but their true and current reality was the one they were displaying right now: both women moving around the house with a submission that would have horrified their loved ones had they been able to see them.

Chapter 3

Meanwhile, at Carlos’s house, Ana and Carlos were talking. “Ana, I feel really bad for Sara. Two weeks have ed and she still hasn’t cheered up,” Carlos said as he walked down the hallway with his sister, worried about Sara’s mood.

“I know, Carlitos. But what can we do? She needs time, we can’t force her to feel good,” Ana replied, though in her mind she was already planning something for Sara. “Hey, why don’t we propose that she goes to that spa Mom talked about? She said Oksana got her an incredible discount for the whole family. It could distract her a bit, and I’m sure it’ll do her good,” Ana said, enthusiastic about the idea she was pitching to Carlos.

“I don’t know, Ana... Do you think it’s a good idea? Right now she doesn’t even want to leave the house,” Carlos doubted the spa idea. It seemed a bit intense given Sara’s current state, and he didn’t see how she could convince her to get out of bed, let alone cross town to a spa.

“We’ll convince her. We’re her siblings, we have to look after her,” Ana insisted, though in reality she was following the instructions her mother had given her that very morning. It was all Annie’s plan, as Oksana had recommended the place to her, earning money for bringing clients there. “Well, I’ll go along with your plan. If it goes well, we’ll finally get her out of the house; she isn’t even going to class just to avoid seeing her ex,” Carlos conceded to his sister. Despite everything, it was for their sister’s own good since she couldn’t get over her breakup, but anything could happen.

Chapter 4

Hours later, Carlos was at his house with Clara. Their relationship had flourished in recent weeks, and they now felt more comfortable with each other, generally considering themselves a couple. Since both of their families already knew them, going public with their relationship was no trouble, but it was unfolding in the middle of the strange atmosphere that had taken over Carlos’s house.

While the two were on Carlos’s sofa watching a movie, Clara paused it, intrigued by something, and asked Carlos, “Have you noticed how strange your mother has been acting lately?” Clara asked as they snuggled on the living room couch.

Carlos replied, his expression shifting to a visibly more worried one. “Yeah, I’ve noticed her. And Ana too. They seem... different. Like they’re in another world, even ignoring us sometimes...” Carlos answered, stroking Clara’s red hair. “It worries me, especially since she met that Oksana...” Carlos said, now looking annoyed by the situation. He felt that despite having accepted Oksana into the family, Oksana was doing something to his mother.

“Hey, why don’t we talk to Sara? Maybe she knows something,” Clara suggested, though both knew Sara was too deep in her own sadness to pay attention to what was happening around her. They dismissed the idea, remaining thoughtful, trying to go back to watching the movie, but the worry over Carlos’s mother remained present.

Chapter 5

At night, Sara was in the living room eating ice cream while watching a romantic movie, still sad and tearful, dressed in a gray hoodie and athletic shorts—which to her family meant Sara was going through a tough time. She was apparently alone in the house, as Carlos had gone on a date with Clara and Ana was at a late-night training session. To her surprise, her bedroom door opened and her mother entered, with Oksana behind her.

Annie had a warm smile as she entered the room, and Oksana looked serene. Both were dressed identically in pink button-down shirts, jeans, and low heels. However, despite wearing the same outfit, it stood out more on Annie due to her large chest and rear. “Hey sweetie, I’d like you to get to know Oksana better, and I want you to come with us tomorrow to that spa I told you about,” Annie said in a soft but insistent voice. Tired of the insistence on this plan, the girl shook her head. “No Mom, I don’t feel like doing anything right now,” Sara replied without taking her eyes off the screen.

Annie moved closer to Sara, leaning over the sofa. “Please, sweetie. It’ll do you good. And Oksana says they have a special treatment that will help you feel better. It’s surprising how well it works, it helped me...” Annie insisted while Oksana nodded with an enigmatic smile.

Sara sighed; she knew her mother wouldn’t give up, and part of her knew she needed to escape her pain, even if only for a few hours. So she would give the spa a chance, if only to be left in peace. “Fine, okay. But only for a few hours,” Sara said as she sighed and complained, making the effort to get out of bed while her mother and Oksana celebrated energetically.

Later in Annie’s car, all of them brought a change of clothes and necessary items to spend the weekend there. Annie and Oksana were energetic about going to the spa together with Sara, although the girl didn’t look as enthusiastic, staring out the window. Oksana noticed Sara’s mood and gestured to Annie to do something about it. Annie turned around: “Sweetie, I hope you like the spa. I went when I started seeing Oksana. It’s in an old remodeled mansion, so you’ll have room to explore since it’s reserved just for us,” Annie said cheerfully, while Sara’s expression remained imive. “Okay Mom, let’s see how it is...” Sara said without any excitement.

When they arrived at the spa, the three women headed toward the entrance, Sara still showing the same reluctance she had throughout the journey, while Annie and Oksana whispered behind her. “Is it here, Mo—” Sara began as she walked ahead of the two women, interrupted when Oksana placed the chip on the back of Sara’s neck. Oksana activated the chip from her phone instantly, leaving Sara gradually paralyzed and blank. A few moments later, Annie and Oksana approached to check Sara’s state, ing a hand back and forth in front of Sara’s face. The girl stood paralyzed with a blank gaze straight ahead, a purple glow in her eyes, and drool starting to drip from her mouth.

After this, Annie gave Oksana a ionate kiss. “You’re the best, sweetie,” Annie said when she separated from Oksana. The two then took Sara by the hand and led her inside with them. By the time the door to Marcos’s house opened, he saw Annie and Oksana entering with Sara, all three with a purple glow in their eyes. While Sara’s mind was completely blank, Annie and Oksana kept disturbing smiles on their faces.

Chapter 6

An hour later, they were all dressed in the clothing they wore at Marcos’s house—Oksana in her maid costume and Annie in her dog costume—but they were not playing those roles; rather, they acted close to their regular personalities. They sat on the sofa, one on each side of Marcos, while Sara stood in front of them completely naked, wearing only the collar with the chip inside it. The girl had a body reminiscent of her mother’s in her youth, though with a chest a few sizes smaller, narrower hips, but an equally perky rear. Unlike her mother, she had a shaved groin, though hair was starting to grow back, as the last time she shaved was the day she broke up with her boyfriend.

Marcos looked at his phone, checking the app used to control the chips to ensure the settings were correct. Although he saw that Annie’s and Oksana’s values were fine, he noticed fluctuations in Sara’s values, indicating that control over her was not complete. He began altering some elements, lowering her willpower and adding components for her personality—aiming for the same ones he applied to Annie, but adding things like greater ‘playfulness’ or ‘sensuality.’ After seeing the fluctuations again, he felt momentarily concerned, but seeing that Sara showed nothing unusual, he didn’t give it much importance and continued with his plan.

As Marcos cupped Annie’s breasts, he began to speak. “Annie, do you know why I do this? Keeping you as a pet, controlling you completely, and now making you bring your daughter?” Marcos said in an almost sarcastic tone. Annie looked at him with naivety and innocence. “No, master, nor do I question why you do it. I simply obey you; I feel it’s what I ought to do...” Annie said cheerfully, which surprised Marcos, though he didn’t pay it much mind. “Well, I’ll tell you anyway. It’s because of your son. I’m going to make him regret what he did to me, destroying his life and his happy, pathetic family. I started with you, his mother, and now it’s his dear little sister’s turn,” Marcos said, sounding like a movie villain, while Annie continued looking at him with iration.

After iring Sara’s body for a few moments, Marcos snapped back to business. “You know, we have a maid and a pet. You can be my personal entertainment,” Marcos said mischievously, turning to Oksana. “Maid, bring the new uniform for the future lawyer,” Marcos said mockingly. Oksana went into one of the rooms and returned a few minutes later with a costume in her hands, handing it to Sara and instructing her to unfold it and look at it. Upon unfolding it, it was revealed to be a tiny Arabian belly dancer costume consisting of a small gold top with translucent purple fabric trailing from it attached to bracelets, along with purple panties and a translucent purple skirt.

Seeing that Sara was under the chip’s power, she simply stared at it. Annie reacted to this: “Come on sweetie, don’t be shy, put on the dress,” Annie said affectionately to her daughter. Sara directed her gaze toward her mother while still in her trance, then began to put it on in a robotic manner. Marcos reacted quickly: “Wait, wait, stop!” Marcos almost shouted, stopping Sara instantly without unsettling Annie or Oksana. The two women snuggled up to Marcos. “Now you’re an Arabian dancer. Dance like one while you get dressed,” Marcos said mockingly, eliciting knowing laughs from Annie and Oksana.

Without changing her expression, Sara began moving with greater sensuality as she put on the costume step by step, starting with the top, approaching the group while swaying her breasts in front of them, drawing cheers from Annie and Oksana and pleasure from Marcos. To them, it was like watching a stripper’s show. She then began pulling up her panties, positioning her rear and crotch toward them. Annie gave Sara’s buttocks a hard slap amidst laughter, ending the show with Sara pulling up her skirt.

However, after doing so, she returned to the spot where she started, appearing quite strange—much like a robot that had finished its task. This made Marcos realize that the chip and collar did not have the same effect on Sara as they did on Annie and Oksana. He had programmed several aspects to modify Sara’s personality and perception of reality, and none had worked fully, though he could manipulate her slightly to believe things Annie or Oksana told her, even if he couldn’t force her into sexual acts with them. He realized he needed to modify and improve the chip and collar if he wanted to proceed with his plan.

These thoughts were interrupted when Annie received a call on her phone, which she had left nearby in case anything happened. “Annie, answer it so we can continue,” Marcos said in a tired tone. Annie obediently went over and saw that it was Carlos. She answered the phone while maintaining an unsettling smile as she spoke. “Hello sweetie, what’s wrong? Oh yes, Sara, Oksana, and I went out. Where did we go?” Marcos interrupted Annie, covering the phone so his voice wouldn’t carry. “Tell him you finally took Sara to the spa so she could get distracted and relax, but not yet—do it when I tell you,” Marcos whispered in Annie’s ear while she held the phone. She brought it back to her ear: “Oh yes sweetie, we convinced Sara to go to the spa. It was tough, but we managed,” Annie said before letting out a soft chuckle, continuing the call with total composure.

Meanwhile, Sara, her eyes glassy and a deep purple glow in her irises, observed the scene without fully understanding what was happening, though a strange sense of acceptance was taking over her.

After the call, Marcos explained to both women that the work on Sara wasn’t finished, detailing the new plan. “Girls, Sara isn’t ready yet. It seems the chip isn’t as powerful as I thought, so we’ll come back another day after improving the chip and collar. But nothing will stop us from having fun tonight...” Marcos said, addressing Annie and Oksana as if they were little girls. Annie looked at Sara, who was still wearing the costume. Seeing Sara’s state, Annie understood that she was apparently not fully compatible with the collar, as the chip only relaxed her, meaning they would have to change the plan at home.

Chapter 7

The next day, while Ana and Carlos were eating lunch, the front door opened, and Annie and Sara walked in chatting cheerfully. Sara was wearing the same clothes she wore the day before when she was sad, but now she was smiling in a way her siblings hadn’t seen in weeks.

Annie happily hugged her daughter and turned to her other two children. “Guys! Sara has finally decided to come out of her shell!” Annie announced with exaggerated joy. “We had a wonderful night at the spa, didn’t we, sweetie?” Annie said, looking at Sara as she asked. “Yes, Mom. I feel renewed,” Sara replied, just as cheerful as her mother, though her eyes had that same purple glow that Annie had.

They all sat down to eat together. Carlos and Ana exchanged looks over their food; although they were glad to see their sister doing better, something about the scene felt deeply wrong, as if they were witnessing something strange disguised as good news. “And how was everything, Sara? Did the spa help?” Carlos asked, trying to smile normally.

Sara turned to her siblings, smiling. “Couldn’t be better,” Sara answered with a laugh that was a bit too high-pitched. “In fact, Oksana invited me to spend the weekend with them at her country house. She says we need some quality time together to get to know each other better,” Sara said, happy about the news she was giving her siblings.

Carlos and Ana shared a look of concern. Oksana’s country house... something sounded off. It was so sudden; they barely knew Oksana, though they couldn’t explain whether something was truly wrong or if it was just their imagination. “A whole weekend? Don’t you have exams or something next week, Sara?” Ana asked, trying to find a logical reason to object.

Sara looked at them, downplaying her siblings’ concerns. “Oksana says that’s not a problem. In fact, her son Marcos will help me with anything I need,” Sara answered with a smile that didn’t reach her purple eyes.

The name Marcos made Carlos visibly tense. “Marcos? The same guy who ruined my life in high school?” he asked, turning to his mother. His mother reacted just like Sara, brushing off Carlos’s concern. “Oh, that’s in the past, Carlitos,” Annie intervened quickly. “Marcos has changed a lot, he’s quite the gentleman now. In fact, he and Oksana are a wonderful mother and son pair; they’ve treated us very well.”

As the siblings processed the situation, Sara got up from the table and began picking up her plate. Her movements were fluid, possessing a quiet ivity toward everything that had been said. “In fact, I think I’ll go pack my bag right now. Oksana says we leave early tomorrow,” Sara said as she walked toward her room.

Ana and Carlos watched her leave, a knot of apprehension growing in their stomachs. Unable to say anything, they simply watched their sister head to her room, leaving Annie at the table, continuing to eat in total tranquility.

Chapter 8

Later that night, while Ana and Carlos were alone in the living room watching television, Carlos checked to see if Sara or their mother were nearby before turning to his sister. “Don’t you find all of this strange, Ana?” he asked in a low voice. “Mom, Sara... and the whole thing with Oksana. I feel like something doesn’t fit.”

Ana also checked to see if her sister or mother were approaching before leaning closer to Carlos. “I’ve been thinking about it,” Ana replied, turning down the TV volume. “Mom has changed way too much in these past few weeks. And Sara too... those expressions, how relaxed she looks all of a sudden. I know relaxing was the point, but she’s acting weird. Besides, she wouldn’t relax right before exams,” Ana said, worried about her sister.

The two siblings remained silent for a moment, thinking. Carlos reacted, looking intensely at his sister. “And the thing about Marcos... do you everything he did to me? Why would he be so interested in helping us now?” Carlos added, frowning in frustration.

“We have to do something,” Ana decided, standing up from the couch. “Tomorrow, before Sara leaves, you need to talk to Clara. Ask her to look into Marcos a bit, and his relationship with Oksana—because as far as I , she isn’t actually his mother. And I’ll try to delay Sara’s departure somehow,” Ana said, while Carlos nodded at his sister’s plan.

As they planned, neither realized that Annie was listening behind the door, a cold smile on her face and her eyes glowing with that unmistakable purple hue.

Chapter 9

The next morning, Carlos met Clara at school. He explained everything that was happening: his suspicions about Oksana and Marcos, and the strange shift in his mother and sister. “Of course I’ll help you, Carlitos,” Clara answered seriously. “I’ll investigate everything I can about what Marcos is up to now. He hasn’t shown up in a while, and he isn’t going to graduate for the third year in a row, so he must be doing something. I don’t like anything about this situation.".

The two continued with their classes, but during breaks they planned what to do about Marcos. Carlos thought Oksana might be the issue, but ever since Sara mentioned Marcos, everything had become confusing and even more worrying.

Meanwhile, at the family home, Ana was trying to convince Sara to postpone her trip. The two sisters were in the bedroom they had shared since childhood, with Sara finishing packing her bag. “Are you sure you have to leave today, Sara? We could go shopping together,” Ana suggested, trying to sound casual. Sara, without looking at her as she kept searching for items, replied, “Oksana already has everything planned, Anita. I don’t want to let her down; she means a lot to Mom,” Sara answered, though Ana noticed a flicker of distress in her voice, as if she wasn’t entirely sure—or perhaps it was just Ana’s imagination.

“Come on, Sara. Just for a little bit. You miss your sister, don’t you? We haven’t done anything together in ages—first it was your boyfriend, then getting over him, and now this,” Ana insisted, coming closer and taking her hands. Sara seemed to hesitate for a moment; her eyes blinked, and the purple glow dimmed slightly. “Well... maybe...”

Just as she began considering whether she had time to go with her sister, Sara’s phone rang. Seeing the screen, her expression instantly changed, becoming rigid and distant. It was Oksana. The girl answered immediately. “Hello, Oksana... yes, I’m ready... no, there’s no problem. I’m leaving right now,” Sara said during the call, leaving Ana helpless, able only to watch. Hearing her sister’s tone confirmed her suspicions that something strange was going on.

She hung up and turned to Ana with a forced smile. “I’m sorry, sister. I have to go. See you on Monday,” Sara said with fake cheerfulness, picking up her suitcase and backpack. Before Ana could say anything else, Sara was already heading down the stairs with her luggage, leaving her sister with a growing sense of helplessness and fear.

Chapter 10

While Sara was heading to Oksana’s country house, Clara was searching on her computer, investigating everything she could find about Oksana and Marcos. At first, nothing seemed out of the ordinary: regarding Oksana, she was a Ukrainian woman who had fled the situation in her country a few years ago, boasting an impeccable employment record as a maid for wealthy families.

But then she found something that made her blood run cold. In an old article about Ukrainian refugees, there was a photograph of Oksana alongside other women. But in the caption, the name didn’t match. It read: “Olga Petrovna, former doctor at the Kyiv hospital.” Clara began reading the article in detail. “Oksana... Olga...” Clara whispered to herself. “Why would she change her name?” Clara murmured, confused.

She kept digging and found something even more alarming. Olga Petrovna had been investigated for unethical medical practices in Ukraine, though the case was archived when she suddenly left the country. She also found photos of her with Marcos’s father, looking like business partners, with a picture of Marcos’s mother in between. Someone here was lying.

“This isn’t good,” Clara thought as she pulled out her phone to call Carlos. “We have to get Sara out of there. Right now,” Clara said aloud, getting up from her chair to find Carlos.

Chapter 11

At the country house, Sara was greeted by Oksana and Marcos, who were waiting for her at the entrance. The place was luxurious and isolated, surrounded by tall trees that hid it from view from any nearby road, located three hours by car from Sara’s home. After being welcomed with hugs from both of them, Oksana was the first to speak. “How lovely that you came, sweetie,” Oksana said in her soft accent, though her eyes bore the same purple glow. “Marcos and I were looking forward to your arrival,” Oksana said.

Marcos spoke next. “It’s a pleasure to see you again, Sara,” Marcos said with a light, insincere smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “Your mother told me you’ve been through a hard time. Don’t worry, we’ll help you feel better here without taking your focus away from your exams,” Marcos said, sounding kind, wanting to gain Sara’s trust. Sara nodded; although part of her felt uncomfortable and the situation was a bit strange, she trusted Oksana and hoped these days would turn out well.

Marcos approached the girl. “Would you like a tour of the house?” Marcos suggested, offering his arm. “Oksana will help you with your suitcase and bags, and I have several surprises around the house to show you,” Marcos said politely, then signaling to Oksana to follow his plan. She understood instantly and took Sara’s suitcase, leaving the girl with her backpacks.

The group entered the house. Sometime later, as Sara followed Marcos down the hallway, she didn’t notice that Oksana had already returned from dropping off the suitcase in Sara’s assigned room. She was watching her from behind, wearing a collar around her neck and a triumphant smile on her lips.

They approached a door at the end of the hallway. “I have one of the surprises here; this door leads to the basement.” Sara felt startled, becoming uncomfortable and even frightened. Marcos opened the door, revealing stairs going down to the basement. Marcos began descending, but Sara stood frozen. Oksana appeared behind her, startling her for a moment. “Come on, Sara, Marcos wants to show you the basement. It was his father’s laboratory and it’s really cool,” Oksana said cheerfully and softly. Sara thought about it, but felt she could trust Oksana, so she began walking slowly down the stairs. Sara saw a strange room with flickering lights and several workbenches with devices she didn’t recognize.

Looking closer, Sara saw Marcos in the center of the room. “This is my father’s old laboratory, and I’ve made it my own,” Marcos explained as he approached a table with several collars similar to the one Oksana wore. “Your mother responded very well to my experiment. Now she’s much happier serving me—though my intention wasn’t to make her happier, but to dominate her completely. And now it’s your turn,” Marcos said, sounding like a complete movie villain.

Sara felt a chill run down her spine. Hearing this, what Marcos said about her mother seemed impossible to believe. “What are you talking about, Marcos? What did you do to my mother?” Sara said, annoyed but worried by what she was hearing. Marcos simply smiled. “I didn’t do anything bad to her, Sara. I just put her in her place, just as I’m going to do with you. But it’s not personal—this is for your brother,” Marcos said mockingly.

As he spoke, he pulled out one of the collar-chips and slowly approached Sara, who backed away to avoid him, only to be caught by Oksana, who was waiting behind her. “Please, don’t...” Sara whispered, feeling panic invade her, unable to free herself from Oksana’s grip, who kept an unsettling smile.

“Relax, Sara. Soon you’ll feel much better, and you won’t it. But I must say, this is an upgraded version of the one I used on you before,” Marcos said as he held the collar and placed it around her neck. Sara resisted while Oksana held her fast.

The moment the cold metal touched her skin, Sara felt an electric surge course through her body. Her eyes went wide, and the world began to spin around her. Sara looked directly into Marcos’s eyes in terror. “Please...” was the last thing she managed to say before her thoughts dissolved into a sea of purple fog. Marcos watched with satisfaction as Sara’s eyes grew glassy, her irises acquiring that characteristic purple hue indicating the chip was taking control. Her body relaxed instantly, her shoulders dropped, and her jaw went slack. She remained standing, but she was merely an empty shell waiting for commands.

“Perfect,” Marcos whispered, pulling out his phone. He opened the app and quickly searched for the profile he had set for Sara last time. He lowered the values for “independence,” “critical thinking,” and “willpower,” among other traits that gave Sara individuality, to the minimum, while maximizing “obedience” and “submission.” Additionally, he manually added: “Desire to please Marcos,” “Absolute loyalty to Marcos and Oksana,” “Bisexuality with whomever Marcos chooses,” “Pleasure in obedience,” “Pleasure in sexual shows,” and “Sexual dances for Marcos, Oksana, and Annie.”

When he pressed “Accept,” Sara’s eyes blinked several times before fixing on Marcos again, but this time with a look of adoration instead of the fear she felt before. “Marcos...” she whispered, her voice now softer and more melodic. “I feel... strange, but... good. Much better than before.”

“Of course, sweetie,” Marcos replied with a triumphant smile. “Now I’ve given your life a new purpose. Come, let’s Oksana and your mother. They have something special prepared to celebrate your... awakening. And here, put this on,” Marcos said, sounding affectionate and warm toward Sara, handing her the Arabian belly dancer costume she had worn at his house. She nodded, obediently taking the costume, and began putting it on.

Chapter 12

Meanwhile, at the family home, Ana and Carlos were growing increasingly worried. Clara had called them to share what she discovered about Oksana/Olga, so they were now determined to act. “We have to go to that country house right now,” Carlos said, grabbing the car keys for Ana to drive.

“No, Carlitos, it’s too dangerous,” Ana replied, stopping him. Putting her arms around her brother, Ana tried to calm him down. “We don’t know what’s waiting for us there. First I need a plan,” Ana said, sounding logical. Frustrated, Carlos pushed his sister’s hands away. “What plan can we make? Our sister is in danger!” Carlos exclaimed.

Ana tried to calm her brother again. “Look, for now we’ll act as if we don’t know anything until we see with our own eyes that something is wrong. I’ll go to training tomorrow since I can’t miss it,” Ana decided, thinking quickly. “You try to Sara. If nothing is wrong with her, then fine—though try to convince her to meet you in a public place. If she refuses or acts strangely, we’ll know something is very wrong.”

Carlos nodded, though he didn’t like the idea of waiting. “And if it doesn’t work?” Carlos asked, worried. “Then we’ll call the police,” Ana answered with determination. “But only as a last resort. I don’t want them to think we’re crazy without proof,” Ana said uncomfortably. Aside from what was happening to her sister, there was also the fact that their mother hadn’t returned either, leading them to fear she was with Sara.

Chapter 13

Back at the country house, Sara was in the living room with her mother and Oksana. All three women were now wearing identical collars and their respective costumes—Annie with her dog ears and tail, Oksana in her maid outfit, and Sara in her belly dancer costume—their eyes glowing with the same purple hue.

Annie approached her daughter and kissed her ionately, an intense exchange of saliva and tongue between mother and daughter that lasted several seconds. When they separated, a thread of saliva connected them. Holding her daughter’s chin tenderly as they looked at each other, Annie said, “Ah, my little girl. How good you look now,” Annie said with a hollow smile while caressing her daughter. “You were so unhappy before, always worrying about nonsense. Now he has set you free through obedience to him.”

Sara looked at her mother with warmth. “Yes, Mom. You’re right,” Sara replied in a monotonous voice. “Marcos has helped me see the truth. Everything I thought was important was a lie; only what he wants matters,” Sara said in the same flat tone. “Exactly,” Oksana intervened, stepping closer to them. “Now we belong to something bigger, to someone more important than ourselves. Marcos has freed us from our freedom so we can obey him and fulfill his plan,” Oksana said in an imposing tone, as if what she was saying were the most important thing in her life.

The three women began kissing each other—Oksana with Sara, Sara with Annie, and Annie with Oksana—in a programmed display of affection and lust, touching each other’s bodies. Sara leaned down to kiss her mother’s breasts, while Oksana moved behind Sara to kiss and lick her rear, all while Marcos observed from a corner, pleased as he listened to and enjoyed the three women’s moans. His collection was growing. Soon he would have the entire family under his control.

“Annie, Sara,” Marcos called out, and the three women turned toward him instantly. “We have a new objective. Ana. I need you to bring her here, but it has to be voluntarily. I can’t risk any trouble; Annie spied on them, and they’re already starting to suspect something is up.”

“As you command, master,” all three answered in unison, their voices echoing perfect submission.

To be continued.