Mind Control Sex Novels & Stories

Today was the day I would push my abilities to the limit. Focusing my mind, I delved deep into my mental exercises for mind control. I closed my eyes and let the world around me fall away as I visualized the intricate web of thoughts and emotions that connected all living beings. I envisioned my connection to the bear in front of me and focused on establishing my dominance over its will. With a surge of mental energy, I reached out and ensnared the bear's mind, applying gentle yet firm pressure to bend its will to my own. I could feel the resistance, the raw power of the bear's mind pushing back against mine, but I held on, steadily gaining control.

We still had a several seconds to go, maybe half a minute. "As a dominant, you not only control Ron, but you control yourself. You can have sex with whoever you want while Ron watches, helpless. Men, women. It wouldn't matter. Think about the possibilities. I know you have some dominant in you. I watched how you fucked Gwen in the ass with a strap-on. You could do it, you know."

I said. He was silent for a while. "Do you know, recently, I've hooked up with three different girls at different intervals. But do you know what happens? Normally, whenever I'm having sex, I'm always in control; there is no questioning that... But when I was fucking them, there was a thought I me that I can't even remove from my mind, and it was... I wanted them to torture me, tie me up, tease me, humiliate me, play with me until they are satisfied before telling me how to fuck them and when to stop..." his body was shaking slightly and I saw his bulge Harding inside his boxer ever so fast as he speaks and my eyes widened when I heard him. "I want girls to dominate me instead of taking cont

Just as her hand touched his head, Mike paused to look up at her quizzically and he heart began to race in fear. She knew she just fucked up. That was when she knew that her body is being controlled. It was then she realized that desire was not controlled by the mind, as Mike had said. This Desire was pure madness. Jennifer slowly opened her mouth, lips trembling and breathing uneven. He began to give her those rapid tongue flicking movements against her now super sensitive clit.

Just the thought of his hands on me had my heart speeding up into unhealthy territory. Instinctively, I knew Chance Macklemore would be the type to dominate a woman in the bedroom and probably any other aspect of her life. “No, thank you,” I muttered to myself. I hated controlling men, but even that couldn’t ease the throbbing ache between my thighs. Just thinking about it had me turned on and that was definitely not me. I was never overly experimental when it came to sex. But that man made me want to experiment until doom’s day. My phone rang, pulling me out of my inappropriate thoughts and I pressed my cool palm against my heated cheek.

“—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

Damn! Then I felt her tits teased my lips. She was hovering above my body, carefully trying not to touch my bruises. "Lick me, baby...mmm, you're good at this. Suck me, harder now.." She was moaning my name. I never thought being controlled could be so damn arousing. I was about to come, I was clenching my jaw trying to hold myself. "Mistress...I can't hold it any longer. Please....please let me come."

She’s wondering at first why his uncle’s pet seems not getting tired—and that’s because he’s taking a tablet to make his boner stay longer. Maddy has that sex craving and if she wants it, she must do it. She’s being a sex monster. She can also hold a long duration of sex with five men. Well, she tried it once, with her co-models after a chill party. And if she can’t do what she likes, she’s getting insane. Seems like she had some sort of mental illness.

I said, in a low and rough voice, “can I... fuck you? Like, right now? I need to fuck…or get fucked.” He turned his head and his eyes fell on my bulge. 'You sure about that, Tyler? It is not merely the screen, but real. And gay sex is different from other normal fucks you are aware of.” I nodded, and my hand remained on his leg, sliding upwards. 'Yeah, I'm sure. And I would not mind my ass getting hard-fucked. And that is what it takes to work this out.' My heart was beating so hard I feel he can hear it.

My tongue strokes the sensitive frenulum and my male groans with ecstasy. "I do not think I can hold out for much longer." Satisfaction blossoms in my chest to his words, I am no master at this but I have made him lose his mind in a matter of seconds with just my mouth. My male is powerless and I have the control to do with him as I please.