The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

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September 22, 2024

Just one more thing and my work for the day will be complete the young woman thought.

In this case, the young woman was Mathilda “Mattie” Hercake and that “one more thing” was a special cake for her friend Zachary Warbler’s birthday.

Though they were now in their twenties, (Zach was turning 24, Mattie was 25) Mattie and Zach had been close friends since middle school. They always planned to be there for the other’s special occasions and birthdays were no exception.

Today was Sunday and thus Mattie’s shopping day. It was also her fiancée Gerald Boone’s golfing day. It was great when things just lined up like that.

It had been quite a busy day for Mattie. She had to get several items from several different stores. Zach’s cake was the last item, not because Zach was a low priority but because the cake would only be ready for pickup late in the afternoon. Moreover, she didn’t want the cake to be crushed by her other groceries.

She whistled a jaunty tune as she made her way through the shopping complex. Mattie dressed rather simply and appropriately for the weather. She wore a pair of blue jeans, white socks, sneakers and a comfy orange turtleneck sweater. She was a short but spunky woman with a cherubic face, bright blue eyes, an adorable smile, and blonde hair that was currently in a ponytail. Almost everyone said she was a dead ringer for actress and singer Kristen Bell—or at least a slightly younger version of her.

However, don’t let her appearance fool you. Mattie wasn’t just a pretty face. She was a super intelligent woman and cybersecurity expert. She was also one of the best hackers in the county if not the state. Now, she never used her hacking skills for evil. Rather she was hired by companies to test their computer systems’ resistance and preparedness. It was often difficult work, but it was something Mattie had a knack for, and it had allowed her to earn a decent living.

Her eyes brightened as she saw her destination: Cakes from Yu. It was a popular confectionary that—not surprisingly-specialized in cakes for weddings birthdays and other important occasions. She opened the door and a bell signalled her arrival.

Mattie had been here a few times before. It was a decently sized establishment, not huge, but enough to safely move around. Mattie heard soft footsteps. It was Madame Yu, the shop’s owner.

Like Mattie, Madame Yu was a petite woman, Unlike Mattie, she was Chinese and a widow in her early fifties. She was currently wearing a white apron, black hairnet, simple shoes and black slacks. “Ni hao Hercake nushi,” she greeted in a thick accent that Mattie thought was Cantonese. It was Chinese for Hello Ms. Hercake. “You must be here for your custom cake.”

“Indeed, I am,” Mattie replied cheerily.

“Well, you’re in luck. I just finished packaging it.”

She walked over to a table and grabbed the cake. Mattie looked at it and her eyes widened in Joy. It was exactly as she had ordered it. It was a double decker fudge brownie mousse cake that would satisfy anyone’s sweet tooth. Fortunately, as Mattie had prepaid for the cake, she need not worry about her shopping trip rendering her unable to pay for it.

“Thanks Madame Yu,” Mattie said cheerfully. “Hope to see you later.”

“Wait,” Madame Yu interjected. “Before you go, I want to offer you a piece of cake. You see, I have been creating a new type of cake. I think it tastes good, but I would, like a second opinion. I value yours quite highly.”

“Thanks,” Mattie replied, genuinely flattered. “I’d love a piece of cake. Just a small piece please.”

“Coming right up,” Madame Yu chirped. She then walked to the back of the store. Two minutes later she returned with the cake It was small; about the size of a coffeecake, one might enjoy between two friends. She set the cake down on the sales calendar. Then she took out a smaller one and handed it to Mattie.

Madame Yu opened the larger cover while Mattie opened the smaller one. It looked like the polar opposite of the cake for Josh. It was a small vanilla cake that had little filling. It also had vanilla icing and what looked like a strawberry drizzle. Madame Yu provided Mattie with a folding chair and she sat down She took one bite and then another. It was quite good. It was amazing. A few more seconds and she finished the entire slice.

“Wow that was good,” Mattie complimented.

“I am glad you liked it,” Madame Yu said. “I always thought it was a good creation. I just needed some reassurance. Would you like another slice?”

“Oh, yes please,” Mattie replied. She knew that more cake wasn’t good for her figure, but it was incredibly delicious. One more slice wouldn’t hurt, would it?

Before Madame Yu could give it to her, however, she saw something unusual. It wasn’t the strawberry drizzle on the cake, that was to be expected. Rather the strawberry drizzle seemed to be in a spiral pattern. What’s more it looked like the pattern was moving!

“Neat isn’t it,” Madame Yu said discovering what Mattie was looking at. I invested in a special type of icing that is capable of motion. It’s a hit at parties, especially Halloween parties where it can be used to simulate dripping blood. Of course, I usually use it for non-horror related purposes.”

“It is quite eye-catching,” Mattie itted.

“I think so too,” Madame Yu agreed. “I actually think the pattern’s quite captivating.”

“Really?” Maddie asked curiously.

“Oh yes,” Madame Yu continued. “All you need to do is look at the pattern itself. Just look at how the icing spins, in and out, in and out. Put everything else, out of your mind except the smooth strawberry spiral, it’s so smooth and delicious, all you want to do is see the icing flow and the spiral spin, the icing flow and the spiral spin. Just watch the icing flow and the spiral spin.”

“Icing flow…” Mattie muttered choppily. “Spiral spin.”

“That’s right,” Madame Yu said approvingly. “Just watch the icing spiral spin, in fact, as you watch it spin your mind is spinning with it. It is slowly becoming one with the spiral, one with the icing one with the drizzle. It is being absorbed into the cake that you love so much. Your mind is spinning and becoming one with the cake. Say it.

“Mind…spinning,” Mattie squeaked out. “One with the cake…”

After a few more minutes of this, Mattie was out like a light—or more appropriately out like a blown candle on a birthday cake. Her eyes were completely shut, and she was slumped over in the chair.

Madame Yu smiled. Not only had she wanted a second opinion on the cake, but she also wanted a way to test out her hypnotism and mind control skills. She thought Mattie would be the perfect test subject. Though not for the reason one might think.

You see, while Madame Yu was a baker, she was much more than that. She was a spy for the Chinese Communist Party. She had assisted the Party in several places including Australia, the United Kingdom, even the arctic. She had done so well gathering intelligence that her bosses gave her the most prestigious task yet: infiltrating and eventually bringing down the evil hegemon that was the United States.

Even better if Madame Yu succeeded America would be brought to its knees by Americans themselves. They would be put under Yu’s mind control and want nothing more than to serve the Party. Of course, to do this, she would have to put a great deal of people under her control very quickly.

That’s where Mattie came in.

You see, though Mattie had been very tight-lipped about what went on during her cybersecurity business, she had been very vocal about the fact that she had a cybersecurity business and that she was one of the best hackers in the county, if not the state. Madame Yu was terrible at computer hacking while Mattie was an ace. She would be the perfect partner in crime.

Of course, she knew Mattie was unlikely to help her with her devious plot voluntarily. It’s a good thing that the Party had trained her in mesmerism. Of course, she couldn’t hypnotize a whole crowd by herself. However, if Mattie could hack into mainframes and spread the new virus on her behalf, all of America would be in her—and the Party’s—thrall.

Speaking of Mattie, Madame Yu turned back to the hypnotized hacker and began to instruct her.

“Mattie,” she asked. “Can you hear me?”

“Yes,” Mattie whispered. “I hear you.”

“Your mind and the cake are one, aren’t they?” She asked rhetorically.

“…Mind and cake…are one,” she slurred in agreement.

“You want to have another taste of the cake, don’t you?”

“Yes…” Mattie concurred.

“You would do anything for another slice of that cake, wouldn’t you?”

“Yes…” Mattie replied choppily “…anything.”

“I will give you another slice of that cake,” Mattie continued. “However, I will only do so if you do whatever I tell you to do. To get another slice of cake you must obey all my commands. Will you obey my every command?”

“Yes…” Mattie whispered. “Get…cake…must…obey all…your commands.”

“Oh,” Madame Yu added. “From now on, whenever I give you a command, you will respond ‘yes Madame.’ Understood.”

“Very good,” Madame Yu responded. “Now, open your eyes while remaining deeply hypnotized. Stand up and come with me.”

“Yes Madame,” Mattie droned.

2.

Ten minutes later, Madame Yu had put up a closed sign and had brought Mattie to the back of the store.

This was where the “magic” happened. It was where the cakes were made, tools and ingredients were kept, and plans were hatched. Madame Yu’s most devious of which was currently in progress.

“Mattie,” Madame Yu commanded. When I clap my hands, you will disrobe. When you are fully naked you can have another slice, though it will be on my body at the time. Understood?”

“Yes Madame,” Mattie replied emptily as the captivating Chinese woman clapped her hands.

Mattie then began stripping. She removed her shoes and socks first. Then she dropped her jeans and pulled her orange sweater (and white undershirt) over her head revealing a black bra and panties. She then began to unhook the former.

“Wait,” Mattie stammered as she began to hesitate. “Don’t want…to strip…naked.”

“Maybe not,” Madame Yu quipped. “But you want to taste the cake, don’t you?

“Yes Madame…” Mattie said faintly “I want to taste the cake.”

“Then you must disrobe completely,’ Madame intoned. If you want to taste the cake you must obey me completely and disrobe completely. You must disrobe and obey.”

“Disrobe and obey,” Mattie parroted tonelessly. She dutifully unhooked her bra and slid of her panties. While always beautiful, Mattie was quite the stunner when fully nude. Her big breasts were on fully display. Her nipples were pointed and tight. Her pubic area, though properly trimmed. was full of blonde bush.

Madame Yu was naked herself by now, her piercing eyes and Asian features quite attractive. Unfortunately not much else was. Her breasts sagged, her hair was greying and her skin was wrinkled. However, with her hypnotic powers, and a little cake, Mattie would think her the most attractive women alive.

Speaking of which, she took some icing cannisters and toppings from the kitchen of the cake she had presented to Mattie and smeared it all over here body. “Then she laid down upon a sofa bed that she kept in the back during particularly long stretches of work. “Come to me Mattie. She beckoned imperatively. “Come and have another slice of cake.”

“Yes Madame,” Mattie uttered as she licked her lips lustily. She ran over to the bed and positioned herself on top of her mistress. She began licking the cake off Madame Yu’s entire body. Most of it was on Madame Yu’s chest. Mattie immediately began gorging herself licking her Madame all over She loved the vanilla icing the feel of the soft cake crumbs on her mouth, and the raspberry drizzle.

Madame Yu was loving it too. She moaned in pleasure as Mattie’s tongue spread the icing across her body before consuming it. She particularly liked how Mattie inserted her tongue between her saggy cleavage and kissed and sucked her breasts. Of course, Madame Yu also grabbed and stroke Mattie’s butt and legs

After a few more minutes of this Madame Yu decided to provide both of them with a different treat. She took out a cannister of vanilla icing and sprayed it all over her pubic area. Then she added some raspberry drizzle and chocolate sauce

“Mattie,” Madame Yu commanded. “Eat me out. Taste my hairy treat.”

“Yes Madame,” Mattie uttered. She moved from her Madame’s breasts to her madame’s pussy. She licked it long and hard surprisingly enjoying the mixture of hair and dessert. With every movement, she her licks got faster and more intense. Eventually, Madame you couldn’t hold it in any longer and let out a massive orgasm, coupled with a scream of pure pleasure. She came all over Mattie’s face her juices dripping off the hypnotized hacker like melted icing.

Madame Yu then switched places with Mattie and got more cake. Then she put the cake on Mattie’s chest and took out several condiments. It was time for Yu to have Hercake and eat—or more appropriately eat out—her too…/

3.

“Does it fit in there nicely?” Madame Yu asked as she watched Mattie load the cake into her car.

“It sure does,” Mattie replied affirmatively.

“I’m glad,” Madame Yu complimented. “I hope you’ll enjoy that list of recipes, I gave you.” They were listed on a DVD that Mattie could watch at her leisure.

“I hope so, too,” Mattie beamed. “Well, I’ll see you later.”

“Same here,” Madame Yu responded.

Mattie then closed the trunk, got in the driver’s seat of her car and drove out of the mall parking lot. Madame Yu snickered evilly. She had wiped both of them off with a large washcloth and some cleaner, and erased Mattie’s memory of everything after she had received the cake.

Well…almost everything. Though Mattie didn’t know it, she had implanted several posthypnotic suggestions in her mind including a trigger phrase to put her back under hypnosis, a desire to not only come back to the shop and recommend it to everyone she knew, and a desire to view the DVD of “recipes” as soon and as often as she could. Of course, it did not involve recipes for food, but recipes for bringing down America and using her hacking skills to serve Madame Yu and by extension the communist party.

A few minutes later, and Madame Yu was back in her store. She would now close it completely for the day. She put all the required items in the fridge, cleaned up any debris whether it was from her recent lovemaking or not—, turned of the lights and locked the entrance and exits.

As she walked back into the parking lot and to her own vehicle she smirked. Mattie may have purchased her cake to serve at a party, but soon, the only party she would be serving with the Chinese Communist Party, with Yu at the head of the table.