Erotic Mind Control Stories Novels & Stories

"I don't mind telling the story. First, you have to know that Eric and I are deeply in love, and this isn't about me having romantic feelings toward Dexter. This is purely sexual." She cleared her throat, seeming to gather her thoughts before continuing. "So, for longer than I can remember, I've been a size queen. It's hard to describe, but think of it as nymphomania, but only for large cocks. It's not something that I can control when it takes over, and after hurting my husband repeatedly and trying everything we could think of, we finally managed to reach a place where we were doing okay." "That's when the incident with Dex happened that I told you about," Nicole added.

"When you are done reading the statement, you will turn off the transmitter and give it back to me. You will not remember it. You will start the car not realizing any time has passed." She takes the paper where I've written, "You will have complete control over your erections. You will be able to make your cock hard or soft instantly, just by thinking about it, recovering immediately after a climax if you wish. You will be able to withhold your climax for as long as you want, attain any level of arousal you want, and have amazingly satisfying orgasms every time you climax." I push the button and Maggie reaches for the transmitter. The next thing I know she's starting the car.

“You know damn well what is up. This whole thing isn’t real, is it? Megan was looking for a way to escape. When Eric began to laugh low and slow, she knew that something was about to happen. “Damn, I almost had you, but you had to be a smart ass. You always had to be right, and now I have you right where I want you. See, this your dream and I control it. Oh, best of all, I control you.” Eric waved his hand and sent Megan flying across the room. He didn’t leave Megan any chance to clear her head. He had her floating in the air before she had even opened her eyes. “Wake up bitch.” Eric cocked his head while he seemed to stare at her for a second. He could see a small reason why a human would

The best I can figure is that it's something to do with the subconscious; planting some sort of seed in the back of my mind which this complete mess could grow from. It's like all that stuff the government did way back in the fifties and sixties. MK Ultra, I think it was called. They messed with people, deprived them of sleep, gave them all sorts of drugs, and made them watch crazy stuff, all to try and figure out how to control someone's mind. I read some stuff about that project, and it pretty much sounds like the same thing that was done to me, though in a lot less time. Maybe because she wasn't trying to control me, just open me up.

“Already fucking dripping. You been clenching that nerd cunt all day thinking about getting wrecked again?” Lia moaned shamelessly, spreading her legs wider. “Yes… I couldn’t stop thinking about it.” Ethan smirked in the rearview mirror. “Tonight we’re breaking you completely, whore. Two cocks are gonna ruin every hole until you can’t even walk straight.” They drove to the old equipment storage room behind the arena. The second the door slammed shut and locked, they were on her like animals. Ethan ripped her top off, grabbed her tits hard and slapped them.

Welcome to The Art of Seduction, a series crafted to lead you through the labyrinth of human passion, where every turn reveals another facet of our darkest fantasies and most forbidden dreams. Here, seduction is an art form, a game played with skillful precision and dangerous intent. It’s a world where whispered promises can lead to a lifetime of ecstasy or an eternity of torment. Each story within these pages is a journey, an invitation to step into the unknown and embrace the shadows that lurk within us all. But be warned, dear reader, this path is not for the faint of heart.

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains explicit sexual content, including graphic depictions of sexual acts, erotic dreams, BDSM elements (such as bondage, spanking benches, and non-consensual fantasy scenarios), group sex implications, detailed nudity and arousal, mind control/influence themes, and age-gap attraction involving a teenager(18) and adults. You know what to do. CHAPTER ONE

Men who pin women to walls, who make them beg, who turn surrender into salvation. Where the heroine comes undone, over and over, until she can’t even remember her own name. Control as a weapon. Pleasure as a battlefield. And here I am, flat on my back, being humped like a mattress Evan bought on sale. I tell myself to stop reading that trash. That those books are dangerous fantasies. But at least they make me feel something. I press my palm against his chest, steadying him. He grunts like I’ve interrupted his flow. “What now?”

I clenched my jaw at the images flashing in my mind and controlled myself. I licked my lips and answered, “I am a dominant, Bella. I like to control my partner while having sex and ordering them around like when and if they can come. Or not at all.” If you want, you can join Mahi Mistry's F******k Group or Page: Author Mahi Mistry and also follow her on I*******m @authormahimistry to keep up with the recent updates regarding her books! You can access all the books + bonus content on her P*****n Page Mahi Mistry.