Novel & Cerita Erotica Mind Control

she had no strength in her arms. "This delicate spot is the area that controls a woman's soul. It's a major erogenous zone," Kelly said as she moved her thumbs in tiny circles. "Men don't know it exists, and neither do most women." The tingling in Stephanie's hands grew stronger as the electric current continued to flow directly to her pussy. It almost felt like the young woman was massaging her now swollen sex lips. She had never felt anything like it. Stephanie squeezed her legs together. She felt her wet lips trapped between her thighs. She tried to control her breathing as uncontrollable excited pulses radiated her desperate need throughout her body.

I dealt with facts and observable data and repeatable experiments. But there was nothing factual about the way my body responded to her voice. Or the way my mind kept supplying extremely detailed images of what it would be like to be the subject of all that focused attention. "Orgasm is ninety percent mental," she said suddenly. Her eyes locked onto mine. No ambiguity this time. Deliberate. Direct. "The right person can make you come with just their words." The room disappeared. Everyone else ceased to exist. It was just her and me and the absolutely filthy image that flashed through my mind.

I really wanted him to do that and I was about to say that but before I could request him he had already run away. ‘Would he have really lost his control?’ I wondered. ‘Yes I would have and I would have fucked you right in the Jacuzzi until you would stop showing that cute expression to me and since you are cute all the time I’m sure it would take a long time before I would stop.’ What? He heard me yet again? ‘I really am enjoying this filter less mind linking,’ he said and I could imagine him grinning on the other side of the door. Making it a point to go back and learn everything about mind link I scrubbed at my body and bathed quickly to distract myself from my perverted thoughts.

“Lukas, I’m so close...” He nodded, his jaw tight with the effort of restraint. “Come for me,” he urged, one hand sliding between us to circle my centre with clever fingers. “Let me feel you, Amelia.” The added stimulation pushed me closer to the edge, my inner walls clenching around him with growing urgency. My back arched, my head falling back as pleasure built to nearly unbearable levels. I was seconds from release, my entire being focused on the point where our bodies joined, when I felt it; the first icy tendrils of Sera’s presence in my mind.

And that was to do mental stimulation. If I would set my mind ahead, I wouldn’t have goosebumps when he couldn’t keep himself from touching me directly on my sensitive parts. And since taking a longer time in stimulating those areas would make him go limp, I better make the process quick. I knew this was not the right way to help him resolve his dysfunction. Because doing this would feed his weakness. He would not learn to control his mind and hold on until I could join the bliss.

He practically picked his brother up and forcibly removed him from the room. Kiema turned back to me and Taryk. "Okay, so we've got two sets of magic playing keep away, essentially." She looked down at me as I tried to control another zing of pleasure. "Scar-baby, I need you to shut down your mind as much as possible. Taryk says he's getting a feedback loop from you. Every time you get zipped or zapped with pleasure, his cat tries to come out and claim you." I nodded. Using lessons from my youth that I'd never thought I'd need again, I pulled all of my energy away and locked it in my mind.

Over, and over, and over, and over. My legs began to shake as my skin turned to fire and the pleasure that mixed with the conflicted guilt became so intense that I could no longer think straight. Angelo was silent, save for his silent pants and the occasional grunt whenever he would feel my cunt tighten around his cock. Other than that, he was wordless, and that's how I knew that he was beginning to fall into that same cloudy sex-daze that I was.

"Kate, we need to go to my room. I've got condoms there, if it's not already too fucking late." She trembled, her scientific mind knew he was right. Knew too that the drug cocktail she had taken for this experiment in controlling the mind was intended instead for another purpose. To induce hyper fertility in women, primarily to harvest their eggs for in vitro fertilization. The chance of her getting pregnant was not just high, they were astronomical. Damned near two-hundred percent. Or three-hundred. Multiple fetuses were a likely outcome.

“It’s rare to see him exert such control when he’s aroused. But I suppose it was easier to control because the heat cycle is incomplete.” The pieces started coming together. The petals, incense, the king walking in, lady Seraphine… My eyes widened as the images of me losing control became clearer. My cheeks burned. Oh goddess! What did I just do? What the hell was I even thinking? I should have left that damn room the moment I realized what that incense was. To think I was still forcing myself on him when his body was fighting the aphrodisiac. I face-palmed, wanting to melt into the ground. He must really hate me now.

He looked like he wanted to arrest the guy simply for existing. I tried to focus, shutting out the loud pop music blasting through the deck speakers and the constant sound of splashing water so I could catch the thoughts drifting around us. Unfortunately, all I found was noise. [God, look at the guy in the black shirt by the bar.] [Is he a model? Those arms are unreal.] [Please tell me that's his sister and not his girlfriend.] [I still have a chance.] I swallowed. I didn't need to be a professional mind reader to know those thoughts belonged to the group of women sitting at the table to our left.