Mind Controlled Mom Novels & Stories

The woman the Moon Goddess had chosen for me. I gripped the shower wall, knuckles white, and let out a slow, controlled breath. This was going to be a problem.

“Oh yeah? What kind of family are we talking about here?” “The highly dysfunctional, intensely rigid kind,” I said, leaning back and crossing my legs with practiced ease. “My dad, Mercer, is a total control freak. He and my mother divorced because he literally could not turn off his management brain. He treated our childhood vacations like high-stakes tactical deployments. I'm not even joking. He briefed us with printed maps and emergency exit strategies before a trip to Disney World. The final straw for my mom was when he tried to give her a structured quarterly performance review on their tenth wedding anniversary.”

] Then she forwarded another article: [If a Woman Isn't Savage Enough, She'll Never Keep Her Place—3 Tricks to Control a Cheating Man] I pretended to hesitate, then waited ten minutes before replying. "Will that... actually work?" She answered immediately. [Obviously! Why would I ever hurt you?] I replied like I was torn. "Okay... I'll try." *** The next afternoon, Mom and Zoey showed up empty-handed. The second Mom walked in, her eyes started darting around the suite.

Simon heard what she said, noticed that she was in a daze again, and immediately understood what she was thinking about. The man's somewhat dry large hand reached over to hold her. His eyes were like deep pools of water gazing at her, and his tone was slightly solemn as he said, “Don’t let your thoughts run wild. You know quite well the reason why your mother became like this was that she was over-stimulated before this and became emotionally disturbed, so… you have to control your emotions.”

"No, I totally forgot my mom was to come over and she gets really mad when I forget her visit dates so I w I just couldn't believe what I was seeing. How is this possible?! How did she get a hold of these?! How did she know?! I was beyond confused, I was so lost with Jason that I didn't even care about what has been a major concern in my life, I forgot that my mother was a powerful woman who had power to get whatever she wants just by the snap of her fingers, so she was watching me, not like it was something new, but I was fucking careless.

It was his voice that brought him out of my erotic fantasy. Later, I almost lost my mind when he told me about the sick rules that dad made? Seriously? What kind of rubbish was that?Dad never took mom with her because she was suffering from meningioma. But what the hell? This rumour started spreading about mom being an omega? Well, my mom was not an Omega but a Human. Anyway, I have to end this crap and do what was required of me. I wondered how any parents could be this ruthless to their own blood? “Where the hell are you, Emily?” I mind-linked her but received no response from her.

You have no mistress. Mom gasped and started shaking her head. "No that's not true. Janice is my Mistress." So, this one was going to be harder than Dad. That made sense, in a way, since both Dad and Mom were subservient to Janice. But I remembered reading an article about how the military broke people's will in black site prisons and I knew that with my powers, there was something that I could do to force mom to say the phrases and get her to accept the new truth.

At the same time, at this point, I could already tell that wherever this conversation was headed to, it would only lead us at one point and that my friend was the point of no return. "They classify this as delirium tremens...." I noticed my stepmom fiddling in her hand bag as if she was trying to fish something inside it and not long after I saw her took out an I pad. "If I am not mistaken, they consider this phenomena as a mental illness." "Mom tha-----" I tried to stop her but she cut me off with her stern voice. "You do not talk back to me, Jodi. Is that how I brought you up?"

She nods, but she doesn’t move or mind-link anyone. “Liam.. Maddie. She’s..” “I know mom, that is what I need to talk to everyone about. She is going to be home in a couple of days. The Moon Goddess is with her.” Mom’s eyes widened. “You really did hit your head.” ‘He did, but he is also telling the truth. Now get moving!’ The sharp female voice is speaking in my mind, and by the looks of it in my mother’s as well. She stares at me before her eyes cloud over.

"This useless stud had the nerve to drug me and make me lose the baby, so I'm teaching him a lesson. If he weren't so easy on the eyes, I would've sold him off already." The woman smiled knowingly. "He really does need to be taught a lesson. Men are all the same—a few good beatings will set them straight. If that doesn't work, just ruin his mind, and he'll behave. You're only using him to have a child anyway; anything after won't be passed down to the baby." She spoke with the ease of someone who had done this before, but Mom still hesitated. "If he's out of his mind, who's going to do the work around here?"