Mind Controlled Mom Novels & Stories

Mom shoots back. I shake my head. "You can’t keep doing these terrible things in the name of my 'best interests'! Did you slowly kill the Senator for my best interests, too?" "Hayes broke my heart. He rejected me when it didn't suit him, and he dared to try to manipulate me into submission." Another scoff. "Nobody manipulates me. No man will force control on me. I do the controlling," Mom declares, her eyes wide with rage. Her skin is heavily flushed, veins popping, and a sheen of sweat covers her face as she barks the words.

Rocky snarls as my temper erodes. I open a mindlink to Mom. “Why the fuck is she tied down, Mom? There are silver locks on the restraints. You said they sedated her. None of this is necessary. What if these locks touch her skin? We need to get her the fuck out of here. Now.” Mom steps in the room beside me and speaks through the mindlink while she rubs my back. “We don’t know what kind of state she will be in when she wakes up, Honey. It’s just a safety precaution.”

It was as if I’d dug something in his mind, something he had promised himself to forget. “This isn’t about Summer,” I added. “It’s about that look in your eyes that I know too well. It’s about what you did. And to whom.” He scoffed. “Everything’s about Summer.” “Not this,” I said. “It is about control, you idiots,” Mom snarled. “Which neither of you currently have.” I glanced at her. Her hand folded over the edge of her desk. Not a single hair was out of place. It never was. She always appeared perfect.

“Yep. I can read minds, thoughts, and compel your mind to do something against your wish. And yes I can hear the Friendzone part, and also I knew you like me but you are afraid to admit it at first, but you finally did, but you Are afraid of telling me because you do not want commitment. Playboy humph!“ She replied bluntly, Gosh can she ever stop being blunt? “Nope I won't stop as long as it pisses you off!“ She crept into my mind again “Fuck you Sarah, fuck you” “Now tell me why you are here again?“ “Your mum will feel you in, that is if she agrees” “Hey kids!“ The door suddenly opened by Christy, her mum with my dad beside her stepping inside the room “Did she agree” I whispered into Dad's

Mom looked between me and Cameron before nodding politely. “Thank you, but there was obviously no need for that.” Mom tried to find her way out, but I already knew it was going to be futile. Cameron already had one hand placed on the small of her back and was guiding her out of the room. ‘You need to leave after everyone goes to sleep.’ I mind-linked her. ‘Don't worry, I will.’ I was always thankful that mind-link worked between parents and children, regardless of pack boundaries. ********** MAGGIE'S POV

A clear audio recording began to play on loop in front of the hundred thousand viewers still watching. "Son, that woman not being able to have a child isn't going to work forever." In the recording, Fiona's voice sounded sharp and vicious. "I got something strong from Mr. White outside. Just slip a little into her milk every night. Once it kicks in, you can do whatever you want. She won't resist." Matthias's voice followed right after. "You really know what you're doing, Mom. That stuff won't kill her, right?" "It won't kill her. At worst, it'll just make her a bit slow in the head. The dumber she gets, the easier she is to control. And if something goes wrong, we'll just say she's mentally

I wouldn't give Eva the satisfaction, even if she wasn't here to see it. Mom leaned back, getting that calculating look I know so well. "Then we'll change the rules," she said softly. "If Max won't end it willingly, we'll make him end it. But you have to be patient. Let him think he's in control men like Max need that. And when the moment's right... that's when we strike." Something in her voice sent chills down my spine. Mom could be scary when she wanted to be and right now, that's exactly what I needed.

For how much I wanted something so wrong, so forbidden. When they finally returned home from their errands, Mom was still all over him. She dragged him straight to the couch, curling up against his side like she owned him completely, her head on his shoulder while they watched some mindless show. I sat on the opposite side of the room in the armchair, pretending to scroll through my phone, but I couldn’t stop stealing glances at them.

I said with a sigh. "Alison don’t call your brother a psychopath," I heard he saying. "Okay okay, he’s not a psychopath, he’s just a control freak," I said, snorting. "When I get back I want the house polished, Alison, I don’t care what magic you invent, but if I find a pin out of place, we’ll do the math," Mom said this time. "Okay okay, you know I’m an angel. Have fun and say hello to Adam. Bye!" I said by hanging up the phone to keep them from continuing.

"I'm sorry, Mom. I'll make sure to tidy my things up in the future. Please just let Sherry go to the hospital!" However, Sharon was too nervous, and she knocked over a bottle of moisturizer, spilling the contents everywhere. She looked up at my mother in fear. My mother's face fell as she turned on the AI once more. "The paramedics are about to arrive, but Sharon created a mess in the house. How should I punish her?"