Mind Control

Wren smiled when she saw her brother's ship in front of them as they were exiting Hyper - space. How long before we can fire? Shwe asked of the ship'd A.I. No longer than a half hour, her A.I. Trigon said. Stay out of sight and sensor range, Wren said. What? You're not going to take his ass and find out all you can, her father's voice replaced Trigon's. Wren scoffed as she checked the readings from her brother's ship. Really, father, I'd rather blow his ass out of the sky than get anywhere near him. So, are you any closer...

My pen-name is Rachael Wright, and I love sexual fantasies. I began enjoying them when I was teen, and I married a man who learned to enjoy them with me. Eventually I started jotting down the ideas so that I could put a favorite fantasy aside for awhile, knowing that I’d be able to come back to it again later. Then my cousin (pen-name Anne Wright) wrote a sex-advice book that included an explanation of why sexual fantasy isn’t the same thing as lust. I got involved in that book by proof-reading and making suggestions, and to my surprise, Anne decided...

This is not my story, however, the author is completely unknown. I found it in The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive By Simon bar Sinister. I may continue the story if it is ended, if the author doesn't mind. The Amplifier by Anonymous-002 1993 Jerry Gilman yawned and wiped his face with a towel. He stared blearily at his watch. Slowly, his eyes focused on the face. 2:30 A.M. He carefully put down the solderingJerry Gilman yawned and wiped his face with a towel. He stared blearily at his watch. Slowly, his eyes focused on the face. 2:30 A.M. He carefully put down the...

Captive Co-eds and Librarians First of all, thank you so much for reading my stories and giving them such high marks. I am so gratified to have you like my work. It might help to understand this story if you have already read my other stories—all dealing with human trafficking. If you enjoy these stories, please give me high marks. I’m new at this kind of thing, but I would love for you to leave comments of what you would like to read and how I can improve my writing. I’m just a lonely girl with big natural boobs, who fantasizes...

Perfect Wife - Diary of a bad time 8-9 Aug 2009 I was in a central Manchester hotel celebrating a business success with my husband Paul. We’d had a bottle of wine with our meal then headed to the bar where we downed a couple of shorts before ordering champagne. Paul doesn’t drink much so I was feeling pretty good after two vodkas and most of the wine and bubbly. I blame the alcohol; it made talk about how I longed for my ex lover’s big hard dick right now. My husband had set me up for an affair with a...

The Futa's Mind-Controlling Panties Chapter Two: Futa's Mind-Controlled Family Fun By mypenname3000 Copyright 2020 Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this! Mildred Dean I stared at the woman who entered the Quick household like she belonged. She took two steps before she saw the debauchery before her. The debauchery my new abilities had unleashed. A shiver ran through me as I stared at the shock rippling across the woman's face. The features were so similar to Dianne Quick, the married mother cooing on the couch as she kneaded her eighteen-year-old daughter's small tits. Said daughter was the one whose deflowered...

The Mind Control Device Chapter Eight: Activating the Incest Protocol By mypenname3000 Copyright 2019 Note: Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this! Dean Michael I pulled my truck into the parking lot of the Church of God Assembled. I turned it off and grabbed my cup of coffee, those thoughts of leaving a device at the Stay Awake Cafe burning through my mind. I shook my head. Had to get those ideas out of my mind. This was church. My wife parked her car a few spaces down from me. She climbed out and shot an exasperated look at me. One...

A common day in Wisconsin, snow lightly covered the ground and the roads were slick with ice. In front of a average looking house on a normal looking street lived a 19 year old boy who lived a generally normal life except for the fact he dabbled in the occult. It’s not that he didn’t believe in god, he just believed that there were demons. Demons that could be controlled with the right spell and incantation. Dalton, for that was the kids name, thought he had finally found the right book, the cover was bound in what appeared leather (not sure...

Chapter Four Jason was lying on his back, spread eagle and howling in agony. Keeping him pinned to the ground were several strands of barbed wire, burrowing into his hands and feet like earthworms, while repeatedly surfacing only to dive back down. He could feel it all, every tearing slip of the metal blades severing veins and muscle cords, the splitting of his skin as they surfaced and submerged, and every drop of blood spraying from the shredded arteries. He had already lost so much blood, enough to die several times already, yet it still hissed from his ravaged body in...

The crowded room was hot, and filled with the scent of alcohol and smoke. Alice didn’t usually attend these kinds of parties, but made exception for this one. This was the last party of her senior year in high school, and she decided that one last blowout wouldn’t hurt. Alice quickly found herself caught up in the pounding rhythm of the music that flowed throughout the house, and the punch that was being served was definitely spiked with alcohol. Alice was popular, and even though she was not a virgin, she didn’t sleep around. Many of the guys at the party...