Mind Control Sex Novels & Stories

They are, yet they often drive him wild. “No, words are powerful, more powerful than you know. While sex involves the body, the best sex always involves the mind.” I have to agree that the mind is powerful, and when he is teasing me by using just my sense of sight, the tension and pleasure are fantastic. He can push me to my limit with mind games so quickly. “Okay, yes, your right. Words can be good, Sir.” I smile, biting down on my lip, slowly pulling it out from between my teeth.

No matter how I had I tried to ignore it, I couldn't get rid of the uncomfortable feeling that had been lurking at the back of my mind. I picked up the remote control and turned on the television, videos of our intense sex session replaying on the screens. It was so unbelievably erotic I couldn't tear my eyes away from the screen for a while. Her naked body bound and restrained for me to whatever I pleased, her breathy moans, the way her pussy opened up and dripped for me, the eagerness in her eyes and her innate desire to please. I may have prided myself as the dominant in that room, but in that short while, she has had more control over me than anyone has ever had. Fuck, I was already hard

I clenched my jaw at the images flashing in my mind and controlled myself. I licked my lips and answered, “I am a dominant, Bella. I like to control my partner while having sex and ordering them around like when and if they can come. Or not at all.” If you want, you can join Mahi Mistry's F******k Group or Page: Author Mahi Mistry and also follow her on I*******m @authormahimistry to keep up with the recent updates regarding her books! You can access all the books + bonus content on her P*****n Page Mahi Mistry.

Control is his thing, possession, and I just gave him the one part that he didn’t already own willingly. I lost my hand; all my cards are now face up on the table and I left myself with no bargaining tools. I’m such an idiot. I don’t get what changed his mind on why sex is suddenly no longer off limits but I know him, he always has an angle and if he felt sex meant it helped him manipulate and control me then he would use it. Maybe he thinks I’ll fall for him, become more accommodating and obedient if he starts fucking me. I have no intention of letting him get inside my head and unbeknown to him, sex does nothing for me emotionally, even if he is good at it.

Her movement made her rub against my still clothed cock that was getting hard from the drug. “Mmm, do you like my breasts, Ringmaster?” I want to be like, of course not, you drugged me. I really have no choice in the matter of weather I get hard. I'm gay, so if it were my choice I wouldn't be hard, much less fucking you. Of course, even without the drug, the nightmare Master’s control would force me to get hard, so why bother thinking like that. She ground her wet pussy against my lap like she was trying to ride me.

I really want to think with my mind, but my dick is so hard and extremely erect without control it is slowly taking control of my motor skills. "Flora," I find myself whispering with a shivering voice against her breasts as she accidentally traces her fingers against my back, bringing them down and squeezing against my butt. "I want you once again, please," she whispers, slowly sliding her hands down towards my dick between her legs. She doesn't give me the chance to think as she squeezes me tightly and begins to massage me slowly once again. That particular attitude of hers that she always resorts to never fails to make me lose control of myself. And fucking God, she is so good at it; it ju

"You’ve been driving me crazy all night. I’m dying to know what’s going on in that head of yours." His words were a tantalizing whisper, making my pulse race. I tried to focus, but the way he touched me, so lightly yet with undeniable intent, had me struggling to keep my thoughts straight. Lucas's fingers slid further, teasing and probing with a deliberate rhythm. He applied a gentle pressure, making it impossible for me to focus on anything other than the electric sensations coursing through me. His mind control held me captive, silencing my thoughts and forcing me into compliance. "Sit on my lap," he instructed, his voice a sultry murmur that sent shivers down my spine. My body obeyed inst

Everyone is here," I ask my mate through mind linking. He ignored me as his hand caressed my thighs higher. I take a deep breath and clench my legs together. I felt a wave of frustration wash over me, and I grit my teeth. He smirks at me as he continues. I feel his hand under my dress. I close my eyes and take a deep breath, trying to focus on anything else. His fingers move further up and I feel my heart racing. I can't control what's happening. I feel powerless and overwhelmed. I can't focus my mind on anything else. I glare at him, but he pretends to eat while his hand is down there torturing me. His hand moved further into my pants, then he mind link me. "Baby, spread your legs for me,"

“Clo that’s a bit much, don’t you think? I mean…I can control my body.” “You think it’s funny don’t you?” she said, offended. “You’re laughing. You think it’s funny that sex can actually end up controlling you, why don’t you wait until you start seeing it happen then. Hmm? Let’s wait until it clouds your mind, until your pens, pencils starts bending like dicks in your eyes, your tables good enough for sex! Let’s wait until the workers around you start looking all appetizing and sexy in your eyes. Wait until you start actually imagining them doing crazy stuff to you, your ass getting spanked on that glass desk of yours, or even worse in that new Seraph section we’re working on right in Oxyge

It contained criminals and jackasses. I spotted a target sitting in the corner. His table was full of drugs. He was groping and making out with two very underage girls. I shook my head, gulped my drink, and went to his table. Security stopped me before I could get close, but vampires have what we call mind control, in other words, compulsion. I can make any human do anything I want. I compelled the guard to let me through to his boss, and he obliged. I swayed my hips towards the dangerous-looking man. When he noticed me, he smirked. I made my way to him. He signaled me to sit on his lap. The two young girls were dismissed brutally by him. They left frowning because I took away their business