Mind Control Sex Novels & Stories

off like five times in two days just remembering it." I bit back a smile. "And?" "And I want more," Madison admitted, voice barely a whisper. "I need more." "We both do," Tyler added. "Look, I've been with a lot of girls. But none of them—no one's ever taken control like you did. Made me feel like that." Madison sat beside him, and I noticed her hand shaking. "My boyfriend came back from his trip yesterday. We had sex and I—I couldn't even finish. All I could think about was you." "You, telling me what to do," Tyler continued. "Using us. Making us beg." This was better than I could've imagined. I moved closer, stood in front of them. They both looked up at me with those desperate eyes. "So

I slitly pulled down my skirt, leaned forward just a little, just enough to blur the line between innocent and intentional. “I completed the challenge,” I said, looking him dead in the eye. “Seven days. No sex. No fucking dick in my vigina. Nothing.” His eyebrows lifted slightly. “Congratulations. How did that feel?” I swallowed. “Hard. But also… lined back slightly?” That came out too soft, too breathy. My voice didn’t even sound like mine. Lane tilted his head, watching me. “like. Hard in what way?” “I don’t know.” I shrugged. “Like I had control. Like my body wasn’t in charge.”

Like his body was with her and his mind isn't. She reached behind him and circled his neck, aching her back to push him deeper into her. "Let go..." she moaned, "Let me have the man that fūcked me for more than five years. The pain, pleasure, the animalism, I want it all..." It reminded him of that day he was overwhelmed and he lost ALL control with Danika. He has allowed him to really take sèxual pleasures so unrestrained, from his mistress before—but he has not lost the REAL control with her.

I lowered my head, my mouth closing over one, suckling hard, my teeth grazing, rewarded by her sharp intake of breath, the way her hips bucked against me. “Roric thinks he controls them with fear,” I growled against her breast, my hand moving down, unfastening her trousers, pushing them down her thighs. “But fear without respect is a hollow threat. It breeds resentment. Rebellion.” I bared her completely, my fingers finding her wet heat. She was already slick, ready for me. Always ready. My good, obedient Freckles. “True control, Selena, is deeper. It’s in the mind. In the soul.”

But her mind was elsewhere—tracking the IP silently behind the scenes, every keystroke logged, every ping echoing in the back of her mind. Then came another comment. “Prove you're still in control. Show them what darkness tastes like.” The words wrapped around her like silk soaked in gasoline. Domica leaned into the mic, slow and deliberate. “Oh darling,” she cooed, “you think I’ve lost control? Watch closely. The night’s just begun.” [INSERT PLACEHOLDER FOR SUGGESTIVE POWER MOVE / EROTIC PLAY] But her eyes never left the chat box. She watched the symbol vanish… then reappear.

He needed to be freed, and Veronica was the only one who could do so. Veronica walked up to Derrick, looked him directly in the eyes, and instructed him to fuck her. She demanded it. He was like a weak puppy, and Veronica was a strong master. She lied on her back, spread out her legs, and there it was. Derrick swears her pussy had an electro-magnetic force coming from it. He felt so attracted to it. It was like he lost control and his cock directed himself to insert itself into her pussy. Her sweet, wet, tight pussy. It hugged his cock. Derrick felt Veronica’s energy. Derrick grabbed Veronica’s thick hips and pulled himself in and out of her. He moved his hips in a circular motion and went s

I have to restrain my brain from imagining all sorts of things involving Mandy and me naked; I have to restrain my body from reacting more than it already is; and lastly, I have to restrain and control my pheromones. Restraining my brain and my body isn't easy, but it's still manageable. But controlling my pheromones? That goes beyond hard. How can I control it when I don't even know it they turned into this? Like I said before, I've been with other Omegas, and none of them made me lose my control like this. Mandy is the first. Dr. Dunn couldn't give me an answer to my inquiries about this either, so I’m left not knowing how to deal with it.

My response to her question was quite crazy because I'd never gotten any sort of buzz from watching two guys do anything. But there was something about this whole scene— the woman in control of her man, pushing his head down onto a sexy cock, and the man doing as he was told, even as I had my own cock lovingly stroked by a young wife that definitely controlled most of my sexual appetites and most certainly controlled my cock. I was in an absolute tractor beam of pleasure from all of this. “Would you ever suck another guy’s cock?” she asked innocently, like it was just the next logical step in the conversation.

She could have just continued her tears and meaning loudly but it took over her brain and she started telling me to go harder on her. She wanted it fast and at that moment all she could think of was me screwing her, I didn’t have the energy to do that after being that upon her. Yet I did and we continued having this hot sex on the bed, in her shower over the table and in front of the dressing mirror. It takes much to make her body calm down and she cum only when I put my thinking aside and screw her with my wolf taking control of my body. The sex might be good but the mind is null, is this how it’s going to continue for both of us, her cum and squirt all over the place when her body calms do

“You’re probably right. My head has felt like it’s full of mushy oatmeal since I woke up.” “Ethan did mind control on you last night and you fought it. That’s why your head feels that way. You’re lucky you didn’t go insane,” Kenton said. “It’s always best when in a situation like that to do their bidding as long as it’s not life threatening. It was only sex. Breaking the hold like that on your mind could damage you.” “Maybe it was only sex,” I said with hostility, “but it was my body and I prefer to choose when I have sex.”