Sexy Mind Control Stories Novels & Stories

“Take every inch of your Warden’s fat cock. This honey pot was made to be ruined.” The pace built steadily. Skin slapped against skin openly. Moans echoed down the block. Marcus fucked him with controlled dominance... deep, claiming thrusts that made Jax’s toes curl and his pleasure pot flutter greedily around the thick shaft. Nearby inmates watched with open hunger, some stroking themselves in rhythm qith no fear. No shame. Just raw prison currency being exchanged. Jax came hard, shooting thick ropes across the floor with a broken cry as his sweet hole clenched violently around Marcus’s cock. The orgasm left him shaking, his legs barely holding him up.

Every time he got close to cumming I slowed or stopped completely, leaving him shaking and desperate beneath me. The room filled with the wet sounds of our bodies and his broken pleas. I kept him right on the edge, riding him hard then denying him again and again, until the only thing he could do was beg and tremble under my control. His ten inch cock throbbed inside me, the ring keeping him hard and aching while I took exactly what I wanted from him. His dignity. "Please Sophie, Fuck I want to touch you. I want to cum", he begged. "Fine but-", I said but he cut me off.

“Dark ones. I dream about being taken against my will. Held down and used without mercy. There's no safe word in my head. Just… force.” The silence that followed felt endless. I risked a glance up. Dr. Hale watched me with calm intensity in his hazel eyes. His voice, when he finally spoke, was steady and low. “Those fantasies are more common than you think, Jade. They don’t make you broken. They’re your mind’s way of exploring power, surrender, and control in a safe space.” My cheeks burned. “It doesn’t feel safe when I wake up soaked and shaking.” He leaned forward slightly, his elbows on his knees. “Would you like to explore it safely? Here. With me. We can role-play the fantasy in a contr

When I was done, I headed for my office, shutting the door behind me. Walking to my desk, my hands shook as I pulled the bottom drawer open. In it, several worn paperbacks of my secret stash were laid out. With titles like- CLAIMED BY THE PACK, BRED BY THE BEAST AND TAKEN WITHOUT MERCY. I grabbed Taken Without Mercy, the cover showcasing a naked curvy woman with a fucked out pussy, big tits and two guys by her side with huge mighty cocks. I slid onto my chair, the urge to resist failing me. It's being months and I told myself I'd stop, but the ache in me needed to be satisfied.

as Gwen lowered down and began sucking on the juicy meat, kissing and caressing her stepmother's skin. These were the kinds of thoughts that kept him up at night. Furiously stroking away, that is. Imagining and dreaming... hoping and praying! Though knowing that never in a million years could his mother-daughter threesome experience ever come to fruition. It was the kind of thing left to outlandish p**n videos and subpar smut. The kind of unbelievable, entirely outrageous story lines where several sexy women just miraculously throw themselves at a young, horny man – as if his penis possessed some ungodly power that women found irresistible. No, not Harry... he knew better than to equate real

“—No, no, you listen, bro. I know how much you love the feeling of your girl’s flesh, clenching around that cock of yours…that powerful feeling of filling her and moving inside her tight hole; that intense feeling of dominance as you listen to her cry and beg for you; that extreme and violently overwhelming whirlwind of emotions streaming in every single vein in your body never really leaves you even after you’re done screwing her, bro. And once you reached the peak, you just want to go for it again, and you should, we all should. Why should we restrain ourselves? Why should we control our desires when we know for certain that it’d only make us fucking lose our mind until we let it go? It’s

"An older man fucking you like you're his property. Tell me the truth, Lia." "Yes! Yes, Julian! Harder, please, fuck me harder!" I sobbed, completely losing my mind from the pleasure. He gripped my waist with both of his huge hands, lifting my body slightly with every single downward plunge, driving his dick so deep I could feel it hitting the very top of my womb. The forbidden nature of it, the raw age gap, the way he completely controlled every inch of my body pushed me straight over the edge. My tight walls clamped down on his long dick like a vice, contracting wildly over and over again as a massive, uncontrollable squirt burst out of me, drenching his thighs and his stomach.

"Fuck, you're my secret anytime fucktoy... Mia's brother owning her bestie's cunt. Drop panties whenever I say, let me fuck you in her house, her bed. Scream it... love brother's dick using you sleeping or not." "Yes.. ahhh... use me anytime... breed me!" I screamed, body shaking as third orgasm hit, walls clamping his cock tight. He groaned, thrusting erratic, then buried deep hot cum flooding my core, marking me inside.

I could feel myself shaking uncontrollably, tears running down my face. Lena licked my tits, sucked my nipples while the men destroyed me. The sounds were obscene; wet squelching, skin slapping, my broken moans and their low growls. Her dad’s voice cut through the haze. “Tomorrow morning we’re breeding both of you. Gonna fill these young cunts with so much cum you’ll be leaking for days.” The words pushed me over again. I came harder than ever, squirting all over Ethan’s cock, ass pulsing. My vision went white. I felt like I was floating and falling at the same time.

“You like it like this?” “Yes, harder,” I gasped. He pinched, sending sparks straight down my body. “God, you’re sexy when you beg.” I bit his lip, grinding against his thigh, the awkward angle only fueling the heat. “Brad, you’re driving me insane.” “Tell me what you want. Your fantasies.” The words tumbled out before I could stop them. “Somewhere risky. Like… the hospital stairwell. You pinning me to the wall and kissing me so hard I forget where I am.”