Erotica Mind Control Novels & Stories

- He said. “Drink his blood and see what they saw. - It said. - Come... There was a crowd there, a drug point in the middle of a nightclub. Those smiles of his were huge and showed white teeth and manic looks. - They took from your glands in more than ordinary men and women and little by little they would all be your slaves and forever and ever you will be able to be the greatest pheromone controllers. - It said. – While you will be able to have pleasant dreams and never again slaves to your hormones, your partners will be controlled and chosen by you, the cycle will also induce everyone around you to be your slaves.

A series of questions followed and he said, “We need to wait for the lab result, but I can bet if it’s ecstasy, we wouldn’t find a thing. “What’s ecstasy?” Selene probed carefully, though finally glad she wasn’t dying. “Ecstasy is an aphrodisiac that is still being researched. Unlike other aphrodisiac on the market, this one is controlled by your ovulation system. It makes you, erm, uncontrollably horny at unusual times. And right now, I can predict that you will start feeling for sex within the next thirty minutes. Mind you, the only solution is to have sex, else…”

My lips parted, and I nodded my head to urge her to continue. Lila searched her mind and then spoke. “There are two types of mind-controlling, but both can take away people’s wills. One is like hypnosis. By brainwashing, a person would act according to the new concepts they’d been introduced to. History books have mentioned that many great sorcerers could practice it. Another kind, however, is more like a legend. I read that with certain talismans, one could control another’s mind and make them do exactly what they wanted. But no one has practiced that before, at least no one that’s been recorded.” I stood there, bewildered, impressed by the amount of knowledge Lila had stored away. Though s

"You made a mistake when Scott told you to look at Marcia. You looked, and when watching her excited you, you began looking at the others watching you. In addition to the physical sensation of your fucking, by watching Marcia, you began to engage your other senses in the process. You noticed she had her eyes closed. Marcia was trying to avoid what you were doing, engaging her other senses in her fucking. She's orgasmic as it is, and observing others watching her fuck makes it worse, as she's an exhibitionist anyway. "After you climaxed, she opened her eyes to speed up her orgasms. The brain is the biggest sex organ in the body. You read sex slavery novels, so you're aware of how just your im

“More than sound like what?” “Like influence,” I say. “Like pressure. Like dreams that are not yours. Like thoughts that slide in sideways and feel like your own until you realize you’re standing somewhere you never meant to go.” Her mouth tightens, and I see her wolf behind her eyes, pacing. “You’re saying this thing can control them,” she says, voice flat, and that flatness is a warning. “It can,” I say. “Not forever. Not without a stronger source. But it can nudge. It can seed. It can keep a connection open until they want to use it for something bigger.”

I spent hours alone reading my books, with the image of Jack’s cock print on his shorts constantly flashing before my eyes. I distracted myself, moving everywhere reading different topics. But it never stopped flashing before my eyes. I was reading, and I started feeling my pussy throbbing, soaking my panties. My nipples felt hard and aching. I went to take a shower to relieve myself of those thoughts. In the bathroom, I stood before the mirror, and saw Jack behind me. His hand wrapped around my neck and his other hand fondling my tits. I turned on the tap and poured water onto my face, ending all lustful hallucinations.

I let out a breath the second I heard my door click shut. The sound of her footsteps had faded. The laptop screen was still open. Same email, same words staring back at me. I tried to focus. Couldn’t. Her voice was still in my head. The way she said my name. Low, wrecked. Fuck. I hadn’t planned for it to go that far. The vibrator was supposed to be for fun. Self satisfaction .Control. Make her squirm enough to know never to make a bet with me or think she could win me at anything and be done with it.

I think I was being controlled by some strong entity. "To mate with the demon longing for me and my playmate since I was a little girl called "Tore". My fingers almost there beneath my entrance ready to move in. I gasp for air as I grinned my waist above the toilet bowl together with my busy fingers like I was typing on a computer keyboard. Tore was here...he's on my mind, controlling my sanity into a keen human craving demon in sexual activity. I feel like I'm in my deep sleep making love with him. As I began enjoying the pleasure I'm giving to my own body... I will tell you it's very risky for me to stop. why?

“[Mind Manipulate] is when the victim is completely aware of their actions but they do not know the reason for their actions, in which the caster is the one that’s giving these thoughts. However, the victim can still stop such commands since the spell is not that strong. [Greater Manipulation] is almost the same as [Mind Manipulation], but the effects are stronger. Victims will find it harder to go against the commands of the caster. [Mind Control], the victim has no clue of their actions and is practically unconscious. The caster has almost complete control over the victim and the victim cannot fight back any commands with a few exceptions. [Total Control] is a higher tier version of [Mind

She looked focused, her hips stuttering and moving sloppily. "Y-yes." I managed to speak, my head feeling light headed at her grip. She had a sadistic look on her face that made me squirm, I was about to explode, all of it becoming too much. Watching me she let her hands go as a rush of air and serotonin filled me. Throbbing painfully I felt her clench around me, her mouth open in a silent cry. Massaging her own breast and rolling her hips she brought herself to orgasmic bliss. I was in numbing pleasure, seconds from filling her till I had nothing left. Keeping her hips moving she placed her hands on my wrists, pinning them above my head.