Novel & Cerita Mind Control Sex

“What I could do to you. Every day. I think about the way you sounded when I touched you. How hot your skin got under my hands. How soft your moan was when I kissed your throat.” She exhaled shakily. “I could take you right here,” I said. “On your desk. I could fuck you so slow you’d forget your name. I could make you scream my name until you lost your voice. But I won’t. Not unless you ask me to.” She stepped closer. “I’m not good at this,” she whispered. “Good at what?” “Control.” I smiled faintly. “Neither am I.” She licked her lips. And then—barely above a breath—she said, “Close the door.”

It will come as easily as though he can read my mind. I will control my sexual being. I may fulfill my wifely obligations if my husband requires it; however I will not initiate sex without my Dom's permission. When I do have sex with my husband, I will report to Tony in detail within 12 hours. Second, I will not conduct self-gratification, unless I ask Tony first, or unless Tony asks me masturbate. If my human frailty fails me in this, I will report back to Tony in detail within 12 hours. Finally, any other sexual activity will be at Tony's discretion, there are no exceptions to this. I will expand my sexuality. I am deficient in the ways to please a man. My Dom will correct this shortcoming

When I turned away, I saw three men grab a woman and force her to perform the most depraved sex acts they could think of, holding her down as she screamed soundlessly into the void. I felt their rage. I felt their lust. My thoughts were swamped with images that made me irrationally angry and at the same time aroused me into a fever of lust. He was controlling my thoughts, manipulating them, wanting to make me so angry that I would let Solar free to attack the disgusting creatures I was watching.

"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.

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

I grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him closer,turning his head so he would be face to face with me, eye contact sealed. “And why is that my love? Are you scared that you might not rise to the occasion.” I said with my right hand gently his his dick area. I used pun on him and he smiled widely. Oh how easy it is to control men with sex. “Do you want me to bend you over and fuck you in this couch before she comes?” He stared in my eyes, making my clitoris bulge. “I mean one last doggie won’t be bad.” I but my lower lip hard, the blood taste filling up my mouth.

“We were talking, and it just came up.” I watched as he visibly took a breath, then turned around, his skin normal again. “I do not need to have sex with a female to know that she is mine. I’ve known since yesterday when you were singing that damned Sandman song.” He smiled. “I’ve been fighting to keep control of myself ever since.” “Control? You call going full Cujo on that Demon control?” I asked in disbelief. My stomach growled loudly, but I ignored it. “I think you need to learn better control.”

"If you had seven orgasms, I likely had two or three that number because I loved it. I will not say you didn't enjoy an orgasm or two or even ten, but for you, I think, sex is political. It's a tool you use to control men, from Ed and Rob, to your ex-husband before them, and however many went before. Sex is a useful tool to be practiced for when it's needed to control someone. For me, sex is the goal. Sex is used to control me, not the other way around. Those of us who understand this quality of submission, this nature of sex, find your sexual talents lacking, shall we say." Whore was silent, considering my words. I didn't expect an answer. "For you, it's all about the climax. You'll make th

He wanted me all to himself and when we got married, I had to stop being a sexual dom, and I had sex with only him. To make things clear, a sexual Dom takes control of the sexual act and everything that happens in it. They’re the one who gives the orders, sets the pace, decides when and how you’re touched, or if you’re touched at all. They know how to make you ache, beg, and break… and they take pleasure in watching you come undone at their command. It’s not just about power. it’s about presence, confidence, and the ability to read your body like a book and rewrite it in the way they want.

Jack forced himself to rein in the I-told-you-so smile threatening to break across his face. Too early to smile. He had to make sure he’d really reached her. “Because you need your biggest sex organ, your brain, involved. Vanilla doesn’t really do that. Dominance and submission can be a game or a way or life, depending on how seriously you play. But it absolutely keeps your mind engaged with your body. The promise of pleasure can be every bit as arousing as the pleasure itself—maybe more, as you found out from doing without a mind fuck tonight.”