Erotic Mind Control Story Novels & Stories

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

Pushing me slowly, he disconnected me from his wrist and, taking two steps back, my breathing became heavy. I still wanted more, but for now, I could control myself. Erik’s wound closed in just three seconds, as it had not even been there. This man was wonderful! God, what’s wrong with me? My senses were tens of times sharper, my vision also sharpened. I couldn’t control my sex appeal around him, and yet I was on the verge of not being able to stop. If I didn’t learn to control myself, I would eventually hurt someone. “My friend, are you better now?” Teresa’s voice echoed again, but this time she never came closer.

That hit hard. "Okay... You won that round. Second, truth or dare?" I sent. "Truth. But you better make it hurt." "What's your biggest kink? "Mental control. Getting someone to cum with just my voice. Just words. No hands. No touching. I love being inside their head. Watching them squirm. Making them beg just by telling them what to feel, exactly what I'm doing with you." My lips parted. My nipples were stiff beneath my shirt already.

I could feel myself shaking uncontrollably, tears running down my face. Lena licked my tits, sucked my nipples while the men destroyed me. The sounds were obscene; wet squelching, skin slapping, my broken moans and their low growls. Her dad’s voice cut through the haze. “Tomorrow morning we’re breeding both of you. Gonna fill these young cunts with so much cum you’ll be leaking for days.” The words pushed me over again. I came harder than ever, squirting all over Ethan’s cock, ass pulsing. My vision went white. I felt like I was floating and falling at the same time.

“My after-class project. My desperate little slut who traded her dignity for a letter on a page.” His words were filth, and they poured over her like hot oil, searing her shame and transforming it into fuel. Her climax built with terrifying speed, coiling from the very brutality of his fucking. She was sobbing, pleading, begging for it, for him, for the oblivion he offered. “Please…” “Come for me, Elara,” he commanded, his own control fraying, his thrusts becoming wild, uncoordinated. “Come on your professor’s desk. Show me you accept your terms.”

I rubbed harder, trying to make myself feel normal again. Eric kept going, his voice louder now, closer. “Thursday I want your mouth. I’ll stand in front of you, hold your head, and slide my dick between your lips while you talk about limits. Every time I get a problem right, I’ll push deeper. You’ll choke and drool all over your chin. Spit running down your neck, mixing with those hickeys . Then I’ll cum right on your tongue or paint your whole face. You’ll look so messy and used, Aiden. And you’ll still come back for more because you need the cash and you secretly love how dirty I make you feel.”

“Be ready … and don’t be late.” I laughed at his directness. He was a man who was difficult to say no to. “No,” I said, my arms still folded firmly. One side of his lips curled into a half smile. He turned the full force of his green eyes to mine, clearly enjoying the exchange. “You know, I could compel you to go with me …” “Compel me?” “Mind control,” he said, his eyes never leaving mine. Then, I remembered. “Last night you compelled me not to scream, didn’t you?”

I said as I remembered my sexual encounter with Ethan. “They can to a degree,” Godwin offered. “Vampires can make you do their will, no matter what. Wolves can only enhance your desires. They can’t make you do something you’d rather not do.” My face burned scarlet as the impact of his words hit home. I’d allowed myself to believe that the sex fest between Ethan and me that was caught on hidden camera and distributed on the dark web was done because of his control over my mind. Now, I had to face the fact that I’d desired that fabulous sex with him. All he’d done was to enhance that desire. I was even more mortified knowing that Kenton and my mother were aware of this fact.

“—No, no, you listen, bro. I know how much you love the feeling of your girl’s flesh, clenching around that cock of yours…that powerful feeling of filling her and moving inside her tight hole; that intense feeling of dominance as you listen to her cry and beg for you; that extreme and violently overwhelming whirlwind of emotions streaming in every single vein in your body never really leaves you even after you’re done screwing her, bro. And once you reached the peak, you just want to go for it again, and you should, we all should. Why should we restrain ourselves? Why should we control our desires when we know for certain that it’d only make us fucking lose our mind until we let it go? It’s

Although he wishes to do that himself. I writhe, one eye twitching as the feeling becomes uncontrollable. A small tear peeps past my lash line, blurring anything and everything in my vision. I clutch the table, my knuckles turning white to prove how hard I held on for dear life. But it’s not enough. It’s not enough.. As pleasure supersedes any sense of control, erotic images begin flooding my mind. It doesn’t surprise me that the first person that comes to my head is Luca.