Mind control sex stories, are those where mind control and even telepathy, is somehow used as part of a sexual act. One of the most commonly used mind control techniques is hypnotizing someone, and then using suggestions to make them perform sexual acts or bring themselves to orgasm while under hypnosis. Characters are often hypnotised into behaving less restrained than they might be in real life. A person may have a secret longing to be used as a sexual plaything, but are unlikely to realise that fantasy unless it was brought out under hypnosis. Another common theme in mind control stories, is turning the hypnotised person into a "people puppet", where the "villain" may use his psychic powers, to manipulate the limbs of his "victim", as if they were a puppet. For example, a person may not wish to be servile to another, but might be forced to kneel down in front of them (and perform various "services"), in a case of mind over matter.
The Dhanush – A tale of rebirth, power, control and sex.
I spent the day wandering around doing all kinds of fun and interesting things. I turned a flock of pigeon bright purple and yellow much to the comical surprise of the people sitting nearby. Walking past a filthy alley, I made all the trash vanish, cleaned the dirty patina of the walls and scrubbed the cobbled street down to a clean glow. I stopped a little boy in his tracks before he ran...Read On
Hadad begins to explain Franklyns’ past.
Hadad took a deep breath and started his story – my story, as it turns out. “A long time ago, right here in this very location was a metal and blacksmith stall – your stall. You were the master alchemist of your day – of any day in fact. You had the power to make the most beautiful metalwork ever created. Your only source of pride was your skills with the magic of metal and chemical bonding....Read On
Franklyn goes on a journey of self discovery...
Ayman took me to an ancient part of town. He had to park the car and walk as the stone alleys were so narrow that even the sun couldn’t get down into the labyrinth of warrens and dens, shops and stalls. I perused so many beautifully laid out stalls with exotic items that my senses were overwhelmed for a while. I purchased a few oddities and some sugar dates and pistachios when finally, I...Read On
A tale of rebirth, power, control and sex...
TODAY In the depths of the parking garage, the trunk of someone’s beautiful old gold Cadillac was going to need buffing. I was enjoying watching my cock slide in and out of Rachel’s asshole, glistening with saliva and stretching her anal ring lewdly in and out as the car rocked and groaned in time with her moans and bucks. The Dhanush's power surged through me as I ravished the curvy...Read On
Risque hypnotism demo for a house party with surprises!
Last night was crazy! Just crazy! After JUST enough booze, my wife Cara, and two certain men especially, started pushing me to show off my nascent hypnotic skills. I insisted I wasn't that good yet, but they persisted, as I expected. Hours before the party, Cara asked me to relax her with hypnotism as I had done a few times before. I did as asked, using her already established key "CARA...Read On
Kathrine Smith was a daydreamer. She couldn’t stay focused on anything. She was a housewife and mother and liked to escape to the grocery story. She’d walk up and down the aisles thinking of great menu ideas she’d like to make. She just liked to get lost and not be bothered for a while. Katherine was quite miserable in her life. She missed working and instead cared for her three...Read On
It was just a coffee morning, so why was she and her mother all dressed up?
It was Wednesday morning and Kris Nickelsen was being picked up by her mother Diane Pollock in her car. They were going to a woman's coffee morning meeting for other local ladies. It was a very special woman's group. By invitation only. Kris was being taken by her mother for the first time to this kind of coffee morning meeting. Her mother Diane had made sure that Kris was dressed...Read On
A poor request at a Vegas show opens Pandora's Box of slutty adventures for this innocent newlywed.
Sometimes in life, you are given opportunities that require you to make a choice. There are good choices, bad choices, and then there are choices that you just didn't think through. This story is about the latter. The air was hot and dry in sunny Las Vegas, but Cody and Elise weren’t feeling it’s scorching heat as they floated in the lazy river of the MGM Grand. It was Christmas time, so...Read On
Drake discovers mind control and uses it on Kate.
The summer I turned fifteen, I went around the neighborhood asking everyone if they wanted their lawns mowed. I ended up with seven clients, some also wanted weeds pulled and gardens tended to. When asked what I charged, my response was always, “Whatever you think is fair.” That turned out to be the best decision I made, as I was paid in cash, more than what I would have charged. When...Read On
The legend of Kentsville!
Kentsville was a small town virtually in the middle of nowhere, it was bordered on one side by Kentsville forest, and on the other by countryside. It was a contented and quiet town that harboured an evil secret. “The legend of the Altipeds!” exclaimed Emma, “what the fuck are Altipeds?” “You’re eighteen and you don’t know about the Altipeds?” Josh replied. “Then I shall tell you, are...Read On
Sarah faces off against Maria for Sandra's body.
For a while, I don’t hear Maria’s voice at all. I don’t hear the music either. The only sound in the yoga studio is Sandra’s lips on mine. Then the shuffle of clothing as it comes off. Then the heat of breathy moans. Then the swish of wet pussies. Then the slapping of skin as I finger her. Then the muted shrieks of orgasm. “Her turn,” says Maria, finally. I look up at her from my belly as...Read On
Sarah is forced to try and subdue Sandra to win back her best friend.
The target’s name is Sandra Torres, a college student at the local city college. Reyna made the rules simple: I couldn’t use force. I couldn’t tell her about the game. I could slow Maria down, but I couldn’t tell Sandra about Maria. Reyna was going to have me followed by one of her sluts. I had to put a tracking app on my phone (she would give me cash to buy a new phone afterward because I...Read On
Reyna makes Sarah an offer she can't refuse.
I look at the woman Reyna pointed me towards. My mouth waters. She’s beautiful in a Reyna way, not sexy or slutty like Maria or June. Her body isn’t begging to be fucked; it’s begging to be adored. She’s in a tan blazer that comes to a point at her slim waist and flows seamlessly into her skirt. It isn’t tight like a pencil skirt, having the pleats to make it more fashionable and...Read On
Sarah tries to enjoy life with June, but she gets a mysterious call into work.
“Did you pay my phone bill?” I lift my legs and a broom slides beneath them. I look up at June, and she’s pondering. Her face is wrinkled in concentration, and she pulls her lips to one side. God, I love when she does that. “I thought so,” says June. She shrugs and keeps sweeping. “I hate that the stupid auto-pay isn’t through yet.” “Did you use one of the new cards?” “Yeah.” “Not one of...Read On
Faheed's incense controls women so he can give them his blessing...
Megan was single and longed to be married – to have a family of her own. She lived in a good subdivision, drove a good car and had a good job. She was trying to do everything right. She swiped on the profiles of most of the guys her age on Tinder, but after initial messaging, nothing ever came of it. Of course, she'd had a couple of quick fucks with one or two guys – but that's all they...Read On
Sarah adjusts to her new life as a lesbian.
You are outside. Its winter, and cold. The ground is frozen solid. The grass breaks and crumbles when you step on it. There are dead, frozen flowers and old leaves. The trees are in deep hibernation. You don’t know how long you walk. It is morning and then night. Noon and then morning. The dim sun passes over again and again. Your whole life is in this forest, in this winter. You try to...Read On
Sarah discovers some new changes in Carl.
You’re walking on a road. The road is simple stone brick, not wide enough for a car. The sky above you is orange-ish pink. In front of you, the horizon bends up and climbs a hill. You hear the clicking of your steps as you walk. You look down and see white heels and a pale pink dress. Dangling from your hair you can see ribbons. You reach a hand up. Your hair is long and wavy. The ribbons...Read On
Sarah and Carl are invited to Reyna's for dinner.
I take a hot shower as soon as I can. No matter how much I rub and wash them, I can still feel the words on my skin. On my breasts. Tits. They’re called tits. I can feel the letters so clearly, almost like raw skin too sensitive to touch. I could trace them perfectly with my fingers if I wanted to. But I don’t want to. Why would I want to? I don’t want to be a slut or a goddess. I want to be...Read On
“I’m telling you, she’s a nightmare,” I say as I put down Carl’s plate of food in front of him on the dinner table. “She can’t be that bad,” he says dismissively before taking a large and sloppy slurp of pasta. “She can. She is. I’m telling you, I’m worried about Maria’s safety.” “You’re talking like she’s in an abusive relationship.” “She might be,” I say while trying to use my spoon...Read On
Sarah falls into Reyna's eyes.
I immediately step back and turn my face to the side, breaking eye contact. “Reyna?” I ask, pretending to be surprised. “What are you doing?” “We were worried about you, little Sarah.” She’s playing along. We both know I heard the whole thing. “You were gone for so long.” “Nice of you to check in on me,” I snap. “And don’t call me little.” I can be polite for Maria, but fuck this bitch,...Read On
Sarah is introduced to her straight best friend's new girlfriend.
Meeting the Bitch I can’t stop tapping my foot. It’s a nervous habit, and I have plenty to be nervous about. Maria is coming soon. Maria and her new girlfriend. The new love of her life. The “most amazing and beautiful girl ever.” Maria and Reyna. Reyna, who I’ve never met. Reyna, who didn’t exist in my life or Maria’s life until two weeks ago. Reyna, the new center of Maria’s world. And...Read On
Digby gets caught spying on Alexia: She brings out his submissive nature.
My story with Alexia started in the boy's toilets when we were at school. I never liked to use the urinals, as the other boys would laugh at my willy. So I was sitting on the toilet when the door slammed open and – two voices? Three? - people crammed into the cubicle next to mine. Open-eyed, I tried to understand what was going on: “Dammit – keep the noise down. They might hear...Read On
Modern technology is truly a marvel.
Her: Hey babe! My phone vibrated noisily with the incoming message. The colleague who was standing at the front of the room shot me a glare but quickly got back to his presentation. I hurried to switch the phone to mute and debated putting it down, face-down on my folder just to make a point. But then, the presentation was so very, very boring and that particular colleague was a bit of...Read On
Things come full circle, for better or worse.
Over the next few weeks, we grew closer and closer, our sexual intimacy taking down the final barrier that had remained between us. It was a golden period, in a sense, with nothing to interrupt a steady stream of discovery, love, and happiness. With Corey still in jail, there was no dark cloud over Julia’s mind and we luxuriated in our ability to be together. I fielded a call from an...Read On
Jon and Julia's adventure continues as the relationship blooms.
The frightening thing was that the only current sensation I felt from Sara, the young drowned girl, was that ripple of wonder as she smelled flowers, and I only knew she sensed lilacs because I smelled them too at that moment. Other than that, everything I was getting from her was a memory, a lingering image of events just past, but nothing in the ‘now’. I reached again, trying to find...Read On
You will be my slut bitch
Her name is Jasmine and she is a thirty-five-year-old respectable member of society. During the day, she runs a small bookstore and coffee shop in a tourist town down south near the Eastern seaboard. She is not married nor does she intend on getting married. All a marriage license is to her is a piece of paper stating that you own someone, or at least it did to her parents. Her dad owned her...Read On
A possible cure for Elizabeth was at hand, but it came with serious ramifications...
Author's Note: The following is an "alternate ending" to this story. Some of my readers have told me that the end of Chapter 4 left them feeling the story was incomplete so I offer this chapter as a way of finishing the story and bringing it to a more appropriate ending. A few days later, Elizabeth brought the mail in from the mailbox by the front gate. In the mail that day was a...Read On
The doctor comes up with a rather unique "cure" for Elizabeth's problem!
The next morning Elizabeth woke up to discover herself in his bed. Once again he was already up and in the kitchen enjoying his first cup of coffee when she came in. "Good morning!" Peter said, "Want a cup - it's freshly made?" "Please," she said softly. She sat down at the table and he brought her cup and sat down as well. "How are you feeling this morning?" he asked, trying to hide...Read On
The doctor gives Beth just what she "came out" for!
Peter hadn't been with a woman like this in a long time. His practice and his own inward shyness had kept him from most social interactions - especially intimate ones. But Beth's bold advances had shown him that the soft warmth of a woman's touches could be quite pleasant and now he wanted more. Peter gave himself over to just enjoying Beth even if it was wrong. She obviously had needs as...Read On
Elizabeth suffers an "nymphomaniacal episode" while staying with the doctor!
The next morning, Elizabeth woke to the smell of fresh-brewed coffee. For a couple seconds, she wasn't sure where she was or how she got there. She looked around at the unfamiliar surroundings. Then she saw her empty suitcases stacked neatly in a corner and it clicked. She felt relief wash over her and she got out of bed. Without a nightgown (she had forgotten to pack hers), she wore only...Read On