The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

“Ooommpphh!! Well, invulnerable or not, I still felt THAT!! Hey Smash, I’m starting to get the impression you’re not happy to see... whoa!!”

Coming to a hard and very sudden stop when she impacts with the bank’s reinforced concrete wall her over-sized opponent, the tall, very tough, and even stronger super villain known simply as Smash, threw her into after he managed to grab her under both arms and send her flying back across the bank’s parking lot, the tall, sexy, raven-haired, meta human heroine known as Crimson has just enough time to catch her breath before she has to duck to avoid the manhole cover he threw at her. Seeing her partner very nearly get decapitated, Crimson’s petite but equally sexy partner known as Copper yells a warning from her position a few yards away just as Smash spears Crimson through the wall a second time taking them both back inside the bank.

“Crimson! Damn it girl, look oouummph...!!”

Letting her concern for her partner distract her, Copper gets blasted square in the back by Smash’s sister and super villain partner known as Grab. Yes, they call themselves Smash and Grab. No, actually, they’re NOT kidding!

“Don’t turn your back on me, bitch! You two hero cunts started this fight, but I have no problem ending it. And you!”

Having already paid the price, Copper ignores her opponent for a moment longer. She smiles as she watches her beautiful and currently indestructible partner recover from being speared through the concrete wall for the second time by Smash. Copper just shakes her head and laughs as she watches Crimson get up, take a deep breath, dust herself off, smile that damned sexy smile of hers that always makes Copper so fucking wet and charges right at Smash while her meta human ability allows her to temporarily match his super strength and invulerability with her own. Taking a deep, wistful breath, Copper turns back to face Grab.

“Who you calling a bitch, bitch?! And what do you mean WE started this? You and your brother started this when you tried to rob the bank. You DO know that’s a crime, right?”

Ignoring her comment entirely, Grab just smiles as she suddenly points her right hand at Copper and quickly seizes and wraps her in a powerful, invisible, telekinetic “fist” from her shoulders to her knees and squeezes her tight, pinning her arms against her body as she does. Taking a cue from her very “big” brother, Grab uses her powerful telekinesis to slam Copper into the unforgiving pavement of the bank’s parking lot. Her smile turns cold when she lifts Copper up and slams her hard into the pavement a second time. As Copper struggles to free herself, Grab lifts her higher into the air and happily holds her there for a deliciously long moment. She really wants to savor this. She has every intention of absolutely knocking the petite, purple-haired heroine unconsious when she slams her into the pavement this time. Fortunately, Copper avoids the painful impact when Grab has to create a quick TK shield to avoid taking an office chair to the face.

“Have a seat, Grab.”

As Grab falls ass over ankles backwards over some of the rubble and debris from their fight to hit the ground herself, Crimson takes a quick moment to check on her partner.

“You okay, Copper?”

Flexing her shoulder and rubbing her neck, Copper stands up and takes a deep breath of her own.

“Yeah, Crimson. I’ll live. Fortunately, my forcefield absorbed the brunt of the impact. Most of it anyway. You know, I really do love my forcefield, but I wish I could figure out why it’s so snug against my body. A little more... cushion would definitely save on the bruises, you know? I just wish I could figure out why my forcefield doesn’t work more like Star Shine’s does. I mean hers is a safe, even... comfortable bubble while mine is more like... body armor.“

“Hmm, maybe you should talk to her about it? Your powers are very similar to hers, aren’t they?”

“Yeah, our overall powers are pretty damn similar. I talked to her and Mytech about having Mytech analyze my powers to see if...”

“Aaall rriiight!! That’s it, you fucking costumed cunts!”

Getting back to her feet, a very angry Grab yells at the two sexy heroines as she points her right hand at the rolling chair and uses her powerful telekinetic ability to send it flying back at Crimson. Distracted by the almost comical “rolling chair missle” she herself chose as a weapon, Crimson is caught completely by surprise when Grab instead hits her full force in the chest with a strong telekinetic blast from her left hand that sends her all the way back through the same hole Smash made when he speared her through the wall and back into the lobby of the bank a few minutes ago. Copper isn’t smiling as she quickly follows Grab when the villain chases after Crimson. Back inside the bank, they both move to re their respective partners. Grab goes to her older brother and Copper reunites with Crimson. Taking an unofficial “time out” to regroup, the heroes and villains face off only a few yards apart in the open, romanesque styled, but now heavily damaged bank’s lobby. Crimson looks at her partner and smiles as they all catch their breaths.

“What do you... think, Copper? Wanna... switch things up? You take... the muscle bound brother... and I’ll take the... psycho sister?”

“Hey! Watch who your callin’ psycho, sweet tits. My sister’s NOT crazy! Our parents had her tested!”

“Yeah, very funny Crimson. You want psycho? Fine, I’ll show you fucking psycho!”

Glowing brightly as she rises several feet above the floor, Grab points both hands at Crimson and sends several powerful TK blasts at her while her brother suddenly charges directly at Copper. Using her ability to copy the physical and or mental ability of any meta human within a roughly fifty foot radius, Crimson “borrows” Grab’s telekinetic ability to protect herself as she moves to intercept Smash after Copper just manages to sidestep the large villain as she quickly charges up her own powers and urns to once again face Grab when out of nowhere there are several, sudden and blinding flashes of light, very loud bangs and a lot of thick smoke. Out of the corner of her eye, Crimson recognizes the effects of a taser when she hears Copper scream out in pain and watches her fall to her hands and knees then crumple to the floor. Totally surprised and confused by what’s happening, she sees a rather large... someone dressed in head to toe black clothes and wearing some type of gas mask walk up to Copper and quickly stab her in the neck with a syringe. After pulling her arms behind her back and handcuffing her wrists, the large, unknown man picks the small, unconscious heroine up, easily tosses her over his shoulder and carries her out of Crimson’s line of sight. Before she can even attempt to help her partner, and with Smash somehow also rendered unconscious, the no longer invulnerable Crimson feels a sudden intense pain in her back and cries out as her entire body convulses in sheer agony. Collapsing to the floor and feeling a stab in her neck, she quickly realizes that the same thing is happening to her. Her vision quickly going black as she loses consciousness entirely, she has just enough time for her mind to that whoever attacked her and Copper are giving Smash and Grab the same treatment.

‘Wh-who the hell... are you... p-people? Can’t you see... we’re the... the good... guys...?!’

“Clear left!”

“Clear right!”

“Clear center! All clear!”

Minutes later with both the villains and heroes unconscious and securely bound, four of the seven unknown men secure their weapons and carry Crimson and Grab out to their waiting van where the unconscious Copper is already laid out and secured. Then all four of them carry the tall, large and surprisingly heavy Smash out to a second van as well. The other two men maintain overwatch positions with one in the bank and one on the street as their leader pulls out his secure cell phone and places a call.

“Alpha One to base.”

As expected, he gets a quick, clear and digitally masked response.

“This is Base. Proceed with traffic, Alpha One.”

“Alpha team has secured primary targets. Be advised, we are inbound with primaries... plus two.”

A second, unexpected but very familiar voice responds.

“Alpha One, this is Lead. Did you say plus two? Confirm and report.”

“Confirmed. At zero two twenty three hours, primary targets were attempting robbery of the Valley City North End Bank and were engaged by two female, meta human, super heroes self-identified as Crimson and Copper. Alpha lead determined that both exposure probability and failure risk were minimal and engaged as single, combined group target.”

“Understood. De-brief will wait for the next local news cycle to review operational results. The degree of public exposure, if any, will determine subsequent sanctions. Secondary subject idents confirmed?”

“Roger base. Ident confidence is high. Photos and short, pre-engagement video of all targets in action to follow. Base E.T.A one hour.”

“Understood. Base will prep for reception. And I... will be waiting.”

“Understood, Lead. Alpha One Out.”

As he puts his phone away, Alexander Pascal, or the man known as Alpha One takes a deep breath as one of his men approaches him.

“Well? Were they all smiles when you told them we were delivering four of these damn freaks for them to study and play with?“

Pascal takes a deep breath, rubs his eyes and doesn’t bother to supress a groan as he looks at his long time teammate.

“Oh yeah. They were fucking thrilled! In fact, they’re so damn happy that de-brief is considering sanctions.”

“Sanctions?! What the happy fuck, skipper?!”

“Don’t worry about it, Senior. It was my decision. It’s on me. Just make sure the guys don’t get too... handsy with those three pretty ladies during the ride back, understood?“

“Roger that, skipper. I’ll make sure the boys behave themselves. But you know these guys would never mess with an unconscious woman. Hell, where’s the fun in that? Besides, we all what She did to Gamma team after she found out that they had gotten a little too... handsy with those two girls in River City and that was over a fucking year ago! Not even these guys want Her pissed at them!“

“Yeah, I know Senior chief. Just... just make sure we’re clear and secure for RTB.”

“Roger that, skipper. We’re sterile here, so, we’re good to go.”

As he follows his men out of the heavily damaged bank and their plain, black vans quietly leave the area, Pascal is confident that his team will be “good to go” after the de-brief. Yes, they’ll bitch, piss and moan and make the usual show of chewing him and his team out, but he knows they’ll be only to happy and eager to get their hands on these four... people. He also knows that they’ll get paid in full, toss back a few cases of “adult beverages,” get some much needed rack time and be ready for their next assignment. After all, his team is DAMN good at what they do. Even if it isn’t... nice.

Twenty four hours ago Emma James was very much enjoying herself with three of her four loving sex slaves in the larger than normal, custom-built Jacuzzi in the spacious hot tub room located on the first floor of her girlfriend, Helena Rothridge’s large mansion. Twenty four and a half hours ago Helena came home after spending a long workday dealing with the U.S. governement concerning her apparent takeover of Angelina’s, Adrianna’s and Megan’s firms and companies, then a meeting with her one additional loving and obedient slave, Valley City’s warm, personable and very capable, three term mayor, Mrs. Edith Parker only to discover that Emma was... missing? After a complete search of the large house, the five acre main grounds and the rather extensive full acreage of her secluded estate, Emma was nowhere to be found. Twenty five hours ago, Helena had her powerful super heroine slaves in their costumes and searching every square inch of Valley City for Emma. She had Lady Blue fly Mytech directly back to Valor Tower where she quickly accessed one of her three private satellites with it’s beyond next gen digital surveillance capabilities and her newest series of autonomous, soda can-sized drones that she linked to the satellite. She then accessed her private, secure Valor Force link to every official Valley City traffic, police dash and body camera, every bank ATM camera and every private business security camera in Valley City and was running her extensive, high tech facial recognition software through all of it for any trace of Emma. While Megan was diligently searching the city by satellite, drone and camera, Lady Blue, Star Shine and Magpie were in the sky over the city methodically searching every square inch of the city as they followed a patterned search grid designed by Megan to cover as much of the city as completely and as quickly as possible. While they were searching the city for Emma, Helena kept Miss Amazing and Frost with her in case someone was actually... insane enough to attack a very pissed off Royal in her own home. Taking a deep breath as she forced herself to stay calm, Helena walked over to the large, majestic bay window in her large, open living room, crossed her arms over her ample chest and looked out over her large, custom-built and very impressive dark cherry wood back deck and the unusually large and deep in-ground swimming pool, the artificial rock waterfall and hot tub at the near, left hand side of the pool and the rest of her large, lush, and manicured dark green rear grounds. She looked out over the three foot tall, white, wooden fence that seperated her mansion and main property from the rest of her extensive acreage. After another moment, she turned her attention back to her head of security.

“Commander Thomas, I assume, that while I was busy changing all of my security codes, computer s and s and making all other necessary changes to ALL of my business and home computer systems and servers on the assumption that someone has taken Emma and now knows everything she knows about the security measures and the access codes for ALL of my networks, all of my businesses and their systems as well as this house, my personal computers and servers as well as the mansion’s physical property, that you have done as I asked and are now on full alert, yes? All of your men are fully and heavily armed and ready to respond to whoever and or whatever may be coming? I also assume you have changed your patrol schedules, patterns and the frequency of those patrols, yes?”

The very muscular, six foot, two inch tall, deeply tanned, former Navy S.E.A.L platoon leader, medically retired Lt. Commander Ryan Thomas stood in the center of Helena’s living room, the earpice to his secure comms in place as he faced his employer.

“Yes, ma’am. I took the liberty as soon as we confirmed that Miss James was indeed missing yesterday afternoon after you returned from your meeting with the mayor. Senior chief Yoshida and staff seargant Jamison are still reviewing both the interior and exterior camera footage for the last two weeks, looking for cars, people and or anything else that seems new, infrequent, odd or out of place. So far, they haven’t noticed anything that stands out or seems unusual. I also have McKenzy and three of his secret sevice men double checking all of the estate’s primary trunk lines, all of the electrical, phone, internet, cable and all other physical transmission lines coming in from the city’s main power lines and junction boxes as well as all of the actual physical security cameras, sensors, alarms, motion detectors and floodlights themselves for any signs of physical tampering, eavesdropping or damage again. And, in addition to changing the timing, pattern and frequency of the patrols, I have also increased the patrols from two to four man teams with a new rotation for the dogs. We will be as ready as we can be for whoever may be coming. But, ma’am, if I may say so, I just don’t see how... anyone could get inside the secure, five acre “kill box” I designed around the house, much less into the house itself, kidnap Miss James AND get her OUT of the house without triggering alarms or alerting my team! I tell you it just isn’t humanly possi...“

Stopping mind-sentence, he and Helena lock eyes when he realizes what she already suspected.

“Yes, Commander. You’re exactly right. No normal human being could possibly by your security measures, get into this house, kidnap Emma AND get out with her without making one hell of a lot of noise! God knows, given her powers and her personality, she wouldn’t be easy to take down without a serious fight, much less without raising all kinds of damn noise. So, whoever it is, he or she is DEFINITELY a meta human! Unfortunately, that doesn’t... fucking help me... f-figure out what is... is going on..., who is doing this, what they... w-want or why they... kidnapped my beautiful baby!! But I... I know one thing..., I WILL make... GODDAMN certain... they regret it... for the rest of their... FUCKING lives!! As short as that... may be! I will... will personally...“

Helena leans over and grabs the back of the luxuriously soft, dark grey sofa in front of her, lowers her head, closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. Over the last twenty seven hours, she has “run the gamut” of emotions. She has gone from shock and anger, through surprise and concern to genuine worry and finally, at one point, near panic. She has been so worried and “out of sorts” since she discovered that Emma was missing and probably in danger that she hasn’t stopped for a minute since. She could only imagine what someone might be doing to Emma as they stood there.

“With all due respect Ma’am, you really need to take a break and get some sleep. You have been going “full steam” since you came home yesterday afternoon and found Miss James missing and even you can’t go non-stop this long without paying the price. Trust me, the mansion IS secure, my team is ready and, as you well know, both of your remaining Super, uhh..., servants, Frost and Miss Amazing are here, in costume and ready to respond to whatever may happen. And the rest of the Valor Force are on open comms, on alert and ready to respond also. They would be back here in minutes should we need them. I really must respectfully... insist that you take a hot shower, get something to eat and get some sleep. If anything happens, I would rather have you rested and ready to go instead of fighting your own fatigue at the same time you’re trying to fight some unknown, meta human... “bad guy” or who or whatever might be coming.“

Taking another deep breath, Helena lifts her head to meet his gaze. She could easily read from his expression and body language how he was feeling. He was clearly surprised and confused. It was HIS security that someone had somehow defeated. She could also tell that he was genuinely pissed off, if not actually... insulted. He has been with Helena for roughly seven years. He took the very well-paying job as her head of private security after a diving accident during a certain op on a certain beach in a certain part of the world that never happened went very wrong. Seriously injured, he was medically retired from the U.S. Navy. He figured out who Helena and Emma were and what they could both do rather quickly after meeting them. He also easily and instantly recognized their six newest sex slaves. He knows about meta humans and understands the incredible and very real things they can do. He’s an intelligent man and a very dedicated and proven professional. He is also loyal to an employer once they’ve earned it. He was as surprised as anyone would be to discover that Helena Rothridge and Valley City’s number one super villain the Royal were one and the same person. He had an even harder time believing it after he truly got to know the real Helena Rothridge. Emma James is definitely the super villain Stunner, but Helena Rothridge is the Royal...? Hmm. Even as he was distracted by flashbacks of first meeting his current employer, Helena took a deep breath and held it for a long moment. Then she let it out, managed a short chuckle and even relaxed somewhat.

“You’re absolutely right Commander. I don’t think I could eat right now. But, I could definitely use a hot shower and some sleep. But make damn certain you wake me the very moment they find Emma or you find some clue as to who took her, why they took her or what the hell is happening here, understand?”

“Yes, Ma’am. Understood.”

“Thank you, Commander.”

“Yes, Ma’am.”

As he turns and heads back to the estate’s central security “Shack” to check in with his men and what, if anything, they have to report, Helena climbs the stairs and heads for her bedroom, a hot shower and, possibly, even some sleep. Her thoughts are focused entirely on the beautiful, young woman that means everything to her. She is so lost in her thoughts of Emma that when she opens the double doors and walks into her large, master bedroom, her mind doesn’t even the sudden, bright flash of light.