Mind Controlled Mom Novels & Stories

Other than my father there was no one else who could control the mind. “What did you have in mind? I can’t magically conjure memories from your head that aren’t there.” “I know you can’t. I had something different in mind.” She quickly covered her face with her hands and groaned. “Goddess, I don’t even want to say it. It’s terrible, and I understand if you refuse, but—but I was thinking you could coerce my mom.” I blinked at her. “What does your mother have to do with this?”

There was no doubt that Robert had completely lost his mind. "I am going to kill him, when I get my hands on him," Damien said in a low dangerous voice. "No one is killing anyone, Damien, let us just find her first, her mind his very fragile," I said. My mother, Belladonna Montenegro suffered from a serious bout of dementia and alzheimer's syndrome. So she could be easily manipulated and taken advantage of. That was what Robert was doing to my mother and I was never going to forgive him for that. I was absent minded at work and it helped me tune out Natalia's constant nagging about how sloppy my work was. I was not in the mood for her bullshit for now. My frail helpless mother was missing.

It's pretty okay to fidget. I'll perform excalty same positions were switched. He's seen enough dark side today. He may probably out turn traumatized. Depending on his brain and mind power though. A weak brain equals certain traumatization. A power brain svd mind equals possible but uncertain traumatization. Am pretty sorry for him My lips twitch. They perform a kiss look alike action. Despite the doctors continous fidgeting, It seems mom's got this totally understand her control. She's understanding and considerate of his words likewise his actions.

Eve had referred to the power as a subtle art, and for the most part it was true. A Mind Worker did not compel a person to do what their very nature disagreed with. It was a violation of the ability, one any who attempted usually paid for dearly. But my mother did not seem to care. She was possibly the most powerful with the ability to ever exist, and as her words turned breathier, even as blood started to gush out of her nose and the whites of her eyes turned red as the vessels in them burst—even as all of these things happened, she did not stop.

Rod laughs, "Yeah, that was hot. We came at the same time. But back to the other day. I start stroking my cock and mom settles into my arm chair, throws one leg over the arm and starts playing with that furry pussy of hers. She sees me staring at her fingers and says, 'Don't get any ideas. You can look but no touching and certainly no fucking. That's my rule. Now, come for mommy.' I'd never seen a real pussy, and there's mom spread wide. Hers was so red and wet and open. She slid three fingers inside and the juice just ran out. 'I love watching my son masturbate', she says. I was so turned on. 'Oh mom, I'm gonna come', I said. 'Come here, shoot all over mommy.' I had to stop stroking or I'd

He tried to move but they make him sit in his position . "If anything happen to my daughter or wife I will kill you all alive with my bare hand"dad yelled.Mom is brought in the room. She still pass out ,profusely sweating. They drag her limp body. One man put his hand on the glass wall and the glass wall slide open. They throw her in the room. " Mom". "Patrika". Dad and I sought simultaneously. They attached wires to her collar and came out the door closed behind their back. Dad tried to free himself .

Oscar's eyes made contact with me silently then with her, she nodded and she looked at Raymond and the result was the same. We stayed. Mom claps happily as she steps away and leaves her jacket in the corner of the warehouse, then she ties her hair in a high ponytail and starts humming a song. She orders her men to bring water and they pour it on the five men from head to toe just as they did with us. One of Mom's men holds a remote control in his hands, before giving it to Mom and she presses it without hesitation. Can I? Oscar asked Mom. Mom watches Oscar without saying anything for a few minutes before she gives him a sweet smile, and deposits the remote in his hands Oscar doesn't hesitate

He was being mind-controlled by the sound of her voice and wasn’t acting on his own consciousness anymore. My gaze stretched as I realized who she had called out. It was the same Praised Brother Cayden had flung away, the same one who had a little daughter. My heart rate shot up above average. “Natgy. Please don’t do this. Let’s figure something out. There’s absolutely no need for this!” I pleaded, my volume revealing my fear. “Stop this madness, Natgy!” My mother voiced, taking the more aggressive approach but Natgy wasn’t really paying attention to either of us.

Also, whose 'Mom' and 'Dad'—" Before I could finish my question, I caught the look on the couple’s face. Their eyes were filled with a complex mix of emotions. Then, the woman suddenly rushed toward me, as though driven by some frantic impulse. "I’m your mom! We were wrong, we know it. Please don’t deny me. Don’t you remember me, your mother?" I watched her frantic behavior with an ache in my heart. It seemed like a grieving mother who had lost her child. But even so, she shouldn’t just randomly claim to be my mother. I quickly stepped back and hid behind Miriam. "Are they out of their minds? I told you not to let strangers in. What if they go crazy and start attacking people?" I whispered u

“And once I knew that you did something we disagreed with before? I swear, this will be the last time that you’ll step into this house.” “Mom—” “Fix your shit, Serenity,” she said before I could even finish my sentence. “I believe that I’ve given you enough time to rest, but if I knew that you’re just faking it? You won’t like what I will do.” I was about to answer, but Mom had already left us before I could even open my mouth. She went downstairs. Maybe because it was already time for breakfast. “They’re controlling everything now,” he said softly, more to himself than to me. “Even what you see. Even what you feel.”