The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Vinegar Hill, NY

Clara Blanco, 19 years old, sat down, open-mouthed. In shock at what she had just seen.

This Long Island warehouse, externally no different from the many about it housed something she had never thought possible.

She looked at Freja.

Freja Draken was hard to age. She was tall and very nordic. She was the personal assistant to Victor van Helsing, a German billionaire.

It was naturally surprising at first when Clara was called into Freja’s presence.

They’d driven from their Manhattan offices out to the island. Freja explaining that Clara had been chosen to be part of an inner circle.

A job promotion.

Clara was interested.

“You have a question?” Freja asked.

Clara had many. But now having seen what she had seen the question she thought to ask “Why me?”

“That is of course the ultimate question…,” Freja smiled as she sat down on a desk. “You are wise to ask it…”

“You are, simply put, a perfect candidate.”

“Really? Me?”

“Yes… You fit so many criteria…”

“Like what?”

“You’re young. You’re single. You’re poor…”

Clara shuffled in her seat at this.

“Oh, I’m not trying to insult you…,” Freja said.

“I… I’m not insulted.” Clara lied.

“You no longer believe in God…”

“So?”

“Well that means your morals are, how we say, flexible…”

“I don’t under…,”

“You don’t believe in an absolute moral… force, shall we say to guide you so you are more malleable…”

“I…?”

“Please, don’t interrupt…,”

“Sorry…”

“You’re poor, as I say, but highly intelligent… That means you have ambition. You want to be better. Ambition is a great motivator towards sin, when properly directed.”

Clara raised an eye-brow. Sin? She… Never-mind. Freja continued.

“You live alone with your brother. He struggles financially to…”

“My brother is doing his best for us!” Clara burst out in defence of her older brother Luis.

Luis had raised her since she was a child back in Caracas (in Venezuela). He was the one who guided her out of there, through the perilous Isthmus of Panama, up through bandit-strewn areas of Mexico. And, finally across the border.

He’d always been there for her… Which is why Freja’s next words haunted her.

“I said do not interrupt…”

“Sorry….”

“Yes, your brother… Luis… You are very close to him. Very close indeed. You in fact harbour secret feelings for him…”

“I…?” Clara was going to strenuously deny this too.

“You are sexually attracted to him… And you secretly wish to be his wife..”

Clara’s mouth hung open. How could this woman know this? Yes, it was true. She desired to have Luis. She knew it was considered wrong. But he was the only man who’d ever loved her. That feeling, it manifested in her in return a desire to be more than just his little teen sister.

“After what you have just seen…” Freja smiled “You should know I have certain abilities myself…”

“Look, this…,” Clara began. But she caught herself…

All the things that made her suitable came into play. She wanted this job (and the money—for what it would do for her and her brother). She was indeed morally flexible. What she had seen had shocked her… but… it was someone she didn’t know. What did it matter?

“I knew you were right…,” Freja smiled sensing Clara’s resignation to the idea.

“And, to make sure I have this…,” she said bringing out a bracelet.

“What’s that?”

“Try it on…”

“Why…?”

“Just try it on…”

Clara did.

“It’s burning…It…” she cried.

“You will obey…”

“I will obey…,” Clara said.

She was now truly suited to the job.

One could ask why wasn’t she given this controlling device BEFORE seeing what she had seen, but part of the selection process was to see that she was indeed truly suitable. They didn’t want just any drone, but one who was right in every way and could do the job properly.

After a moment she ‘returned to normal’. She had the same disposition as before. She didn’t appear as a mindless drone. But she was going to be as obedient as one.

“You will return here tomorrow…,” Freja said.

“Okay…,” Clara chirped.

“We will provide you with a car…”

“That’s fantastic…,” Clara smiled appreciably

“Mr Van Helsing looks after his best employees…”

Clara lived with her brother Luis in Corona, New York. She returned to the apartment and immediately began to prepare his dinner for when he came home at 8pm.

She made meat-loaf. Not a traditional meal from their home-country, but one of their adopted country and Luis loved all things American.

Clara checked that there were clean over-alls for her brother for the morrow. She then went to her bedroom lay down and masturbated. Relaxing as she thought only of her brother loving her the way she wanted to be loved.

In the morning she prepared him breakfast. She got a thrill when he appeared naked in the kitchen. “Have you seen my clothes?”

“I put them…,” and then she realised she’d not laid them out properly as usual.

She gasped as she followed him up the hall, staring at his ass.

She returned to the warehouse she was now in charge of. She was the only employee there. She was not however the only person there.

And here’s where it got really complicated.

Deep within the recesses of the warehouse was a specially built holding area.

Mina Harker… though Clara didn’t know her name… paced backwards and forwards in her holding area. She was hungry.

Clara went to ‘the cells’. Dozens of individual cage-like holding areas. Inside each one was a woman.

Clara didn’t care to know their names either.

They were much like herself. Illegal immigrants.

All were young.

All women.

Clara went past them ignoring cries, pleas for help, cajoling calls, and even hollow threats.

She stood at a window that looked down at Mina. Clara turned to a control and randomly selected button #5.

In cell #5 the floor suddenly opened up and Maria Flores, 24 from Bolivia fell through. Down a chute she screamed in horror at the suddenness of it.

A chute flap opened and she fell into a white well lit ‘room’ where Mina was.

Mina smiled, opening her mouth her upper canines extended into fangs.

“Vampira!” Maria cried in horror.

Mina leapt upon the young Hispanic woman, tacking her to the ground.

Mina grabbed the woman’s head, forced it to turn and bit into her warm olive flesh.

Instantly Maria’s whole body relaxed. She submitted to the vampire. She had no will to struggle.

Above, Clara watched imively as the vampire fed.

Satisfied, Mina dragged the remains over to a corner and then stepped back (as she had been forced to do many times). A metal door came down, isolating that corner. Then behind it a chute opened up and what was left of Maria tumbled away.

The chute shut and then the door went up into its recess.

Satisfied that all had been as it should Clara returned to her office above, again ing all the crying women.

She checked a schedule.

In two days time a delivery van would arrive with a new batch of women. Clara checked on a monitor the cells in that area were all empty, ready for their new occupants.

She typed on a computer a communique that all for the day had gone as planned.

She played with the bracelet wondering why she was wearing it when that thought seeped out of her mind and she found herself leaning back in her chair and casually masturbating… again of Luis.

Inside the bracelet was a small amount of Mina’s blood. It was what controlled Clara.

Van Helsing had made a great many deals by giving people gifts—pendants, bracelets, etc. all with a little piece of Mina in them.

Already, at home Luis was surprised with the money coming in and he planned for them to move out of this area and they actually had enough now that they were looking to move to Gramercy.

After moving in Luis got a job in maintenance in a near-by recreation centre.

It was a surprise to Clara when one morning she opened the door to see Freja there.

“Freja?” Clara gasped “What?”

“Please… invite me in…”

“Um… yeah, sure… Come in. Come in…”

“Thank you…,” Freja said “I never enter a home without permission…,” she smiled wryly at her comment.

She looked around the open planned apartment.

“You’re doing well…,” Freja said.

“Yeah… Ah… thanks… The job it is really good…”

“Ah, yes….The job…”

“You’re not firing me?” Clara gasped.

“No, of course not…”

“Clara?” Luis said coming out only in his boxers, having just woken to the sound of voices.

“No te preocupes. Está bien. Vuelve a la cama.!” Clara said to him.

Luis turned around and left.

“Mmmm-mmm,” Freja smiled “So this is your brother…”

“I…?” Clara stopped. She still wanted to know why Freja was there.

“Por cierto. Yo hablo español,” Freja chuckled.

“I…?” Clara began again. “Please… Um… I don’t mean to be rude but…”

“You want to know why I’m here?” Freja asked.

“Yes…,” Clara was perplexed this was not the first time Freja seemed to know what she was going to say.

“I’ve come to tell you that Mr. Van Helsing has been watching you and is very pleased…”

“He is?”

“Yes…,” Freja smiled “And… Mr Van Helsing likes to reward his best employees… So, I bring you this gift…”

Freja drew out a pendant on a chain.

“Wow!” Clara said as she took it.

“Now… if you want you should give it to your brother…”

“Luis…? Why?”

“It is what you’ve always wanted…”

“I don’t…?”

“Just do it…”

“Yes…,” Clara said as her obedience level kicked in…

“And, we’re done!” Freja said, turning and heading for the door.

“That’s it?”

“That’s it… have fun…,” Freja chuckled as she left…

Clara looked at the pendant… That short visit… that was so strange!

She felt compelled to go to Luis’ room and give him this gift right away.

She gently wrapped on the door. No answer. She opened it.

He’d gone back to sleep.

She went over to him and looked down at him as he lay there.

She inhaled his manly musk.

She loved it.

He began to wake.

“What’s up?”

“I’ve got a gift…”

“A gift?”

“Yes, look at it.”

He sat up and turned on the light (there was a switch for the room’s light above the bed).

“Yeah, it’s nice…,” he said as he took the pendant in his hand.

“Put it on…,” she said.

“What? Now?”

“Yeah.. Go on…”

“What did that woman…?”

“Please… try it on…”

“Okay…,” he said.

He unclasped it and ran it behind his head and fixed it again behind his neck.

“I…?” he scrunched his eyes.

Instinctively Clara stepped back and peeled off her dress.

“What are you…?” Luis began.

“I’ve wanted to do this so long…,” she said as she pulled the sheet off of him.

“What?”

“You want this too…”

“I want this too…,” he said.

“I love you…”

“I love you too,” he said as she climbed over him.

She reached through the opening of his shorts and found his cock getting hard. She broke into a smile, pleased he was being excited by her.

She pulled him free and then slid over him.

She was a virgin and as she eased onto him she felt a sharp sting as she was broken.

“Is everything?” Luis began… concerned.

“Everything is fine…,” she grinned as she continued to ease herself onto her brother’s cock.

It surprised her how it kind of felt like a burning sensation… but it was nice.

She took all of him into her body.

Then she began rising and falling on him… slowly…

“You feel wonderful…,” he said.

She broke into a smile again. She loved the fact he loved her body…

She leant forward and they kissed.

“I’ve always wanted…,” she said before she felt a feeling grow through her… She was shocked. She cried out “Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhh!”

She’d orgasmed before but this… this was something deeper… More primal. She came so hard.

They kissed again and again and suddenly he rolled her and he was above her.

She felt so wonderful looking up into her brother’s face as he began pounding her.

“Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uhhhh!” she grunted with each of his powerful thrusts.

She loved his manliness… Taking control of her… Pounding her.

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” he grunted.

“Come in me!” she whimpered….

At that he looked into her eyes… and his cock erupted into her.

She didn’t orgasm again but it felt so amazing to feel her brother’s cock spasming inside her.

He finally gave a groan as he shot his final wad into her and then he collapsed onto her.

He rested his head on her chest and she caressed him gently.

“That was amazing…,” she sighed.

It felt so wonderful to feel her brother’s naked, panting, sweaty body on her. It was what she’d always wanted.

He was hers now.

And she was his.

From now on.

Forever.

She knew deep down at some unconscious level that what she was doing… all of it… was wrong… Very wrong. Van Helsing and his ‘pet’ vampire. All the women being used as prey. The fulfilled love she now shared with her brother… But what is evil really? She felt good every time her brother was inside her. Wasn’t that enough?