The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Upstate

Jill Clayburn looked at the dossier as she sat in her car in the McGill Building car-park.

This was an unusual case.

She had been hired by the university as an outside investigator following many complaints against Professor Hunt—all that had lead nowhere.

Several years.

Girls (students) who had made complaints ranging from sexual harassment to rape. But in every case no a single complaint had lead to anything. Girls had withdrawn the complaints. Two campus staff, a cleaner and a librarian had also made complaints, and then withdrawn them.

The cleaner, Ellen Rodriguez had alleged that she and her two daughters had been raped in their own home by the Professor, yet all three later categorically denied it had ever happened.

Jill wondered then what it was she was supposed to investigate…? The Board of Trustees had insisted an independent consultant be hired… that was her.

Jill looked at the McGill, a 1960s monstrosity that housed the Psychology Department.

She stepped out of her Suzuki and walked up the impressive concrete steps.

She stepped into the foyer. Three young women skipped past her. Then… another one. They seemed happy, adjusted. Maybe they were someone else’s students, Jill speculated.

Another came bouncing towards her.

“Excuse me?” Jill asked.

The girl stopped.

“Can you tell me where Professor Hunt’s office is?”

“Mike?” she smiled “Oh, he’s upstairs, Room 101.”

“Thank you,” Jill said but she kept quiet on the casualness of calling your professor by his first name.

Jill went up the stairs and there were two small arrows, indicating groups of rooms to the left, or to the right.

Jill went left and down the hall to the very end office… “Room 101” it said. No indication it was an office.

She opened it. There was a reception area like in a medical office, but no one in attendance.

And then… Jill heard it. Coming from an inner room.

“Oh! Oh! Oh! Ohhhhh!” came the moans. “Oh, Professor!”

The voice was female.

Jill drew out her phone to record the audio.

“Oh, fuck me!” came a sigh… and Jill instantly recognised that it was a different female voice.

“Fuck her!” came the first—confirming a different female voice “Fuck her good!”

“Ohhh! Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhhhhh!” came a cry of orgasm.

“Fuck that was amazing,” came a male voice.

Jill pressed her phone to the door to door to catch the conversation better.

The the door suddenly opened.

A woman in her fifties and a younger woman who was brushing down the crease in her skirt came out.

“Same time next week!” the professor called.

“Yes, Mike!” they both stopped and said in unison.

“See, Mom…,” the younger one said “It’s the best class…”

“You’re right babe…,” the other said as they walked off.

The mother stopped and turned to Jill “You’ll enjoy your time here, I’m sure…,”

“I’m not a …,” Jill began to say but they walked off.

Jill looked in to see a half-naked guy… He still had a shirt on. She paused. He didn’t look that attractive. His cock, so she noticed, wasn’t particularly large.

He did his pants up, having still not noticing Jill. She thought less of him for his indiscretion.

She backed away and then went over to the main door and opened it and closed it loudly… announcing she was there.

“Hello?” came the voice from inside.

She went to the door to his office.

“Oh, hi…,” she smiled as if seeing him for the first time. “I’m Jill Clayburn…,” she paused expecting him to perhaps recognise her name.

“I’m Professor Michael Hunt…,” he said offering his hand. She didn’t accept, she didn’t know where it had been.

“I’ve been sent by the HR Department…,” she said still expecting something to click…

He didn’t seem to .

“I’ve been sent to investigate some allegations…,”

“Oh, the sexual misconduct stuff…,” he said…

“Er…. yesssss?” she said. She wouldn’t have put it quite like that but she wanted to get the conversation moving.

“Come in, come in…,” he said ushering her in. He closed the door and then went back around behind his desk.

“Sit! Sit!” he said as he himself sat down.

She looked at the chair and noticed it was wet… She blanched at sitting in the sexual fluids of others. She turned and looked and saw his couch and went and sat there.

He looked at her nonplussed, he got up went around to the chair she’d rejected and he turned it to face her and sat down.

“You don’t seem to be expecting me…,”

“I wasn’t expecting you to the 7th…”

“This is the 7th” she said.

“Oh?”

She paused again to study him. The more she got to know him the less impressed she was.

She drew out her folder and opened it. “Might we go through a few things…?” she asked.

“Um…,”

“You’re under no legal obligation to speak to me…,” she said “I’m sure the told you…,”

“Yes… something about that…”

“Well, if you like I want to go over a few preliminaries… I won’t be recording this… except what I write down… but my notes might later be used as evidence…” she said, pausing again to see if he looked like he understood… “In a court…,” she added.

“Oh things won’t go that far, I’m sure…,”

“I can’t say…,” she said honestly.

“I can…,”

He reached into his pocket and drew out a small black device. It looked like something you would use to open a garage door remotely.

“What’s that?”

“Just a little audible stimulus…,” he said.

He pressed the button.

Immediately she heard a high pitch tone, but only in her left ear and her hand drew up to that ear instinctively.

It sound to her like…

And then her mind went blank.

“You will listen to my voice…,” he said.

“I will listen to your voice…,”

“You are now under my control…”

“I am now under your control…,”

He smiled and adjusted his position and then… “Lie down on the couch and relax…,” he said making sure she was comfortable too.

“Take off your panties…,” he said.

“Yes…,” she said reaching up under her skirt she lifted her ass as she pulled them free.

“Let me…,” he said taking them

He pressed them to his face and inhaled deeply as she parked herself back on the couch.

He smiled as he held her panties up to the light and then stuffed them in his coat pocket.

“You’ll never wear panties again…,” he said “Unless…,” he paused “You still get your periods?”

“Yes…,” she said.

“Okay… when it’s coming up to that time of the month… if you need to wear pads…,”

He paused. This was too long an instruction for too soon.

“Forget that about the panties..,” he said.

“Yes…,”

“But… when we’re going to be alone, you’ll take yours off…,”

“Yes, I will take them off…”

“When we’re going to be alone…”

“Yes…,” she said.

He reached over and felt her boobs. She had impressive breasts… 38D.

“Undo your blouse…,,” he said and she began to unbutton.

He was surprised to see her bra clipped at the front and he couldn’t resist and he leaned forward and unclasped it.

Just then there was a light rap on the door and a woman came in.

“Sorry to disturb you, Mike…, “ a woman came in with her daughter.

They both saw him with a near-topless woman but only smiled.

“Ah Carmen!” he said, “You and your daughter…?”

“Erica…,” the younger of the two said.

“Ah yes…,” he said

“We’re here to fuck you as you commanded…,” Carmen said.

“Oh, yes… Um… I’m afraid there’s a slight scheduling error so if you two wait outside…,” he said “I’m just in the middle of programming this woman… Okay?”

“Yes…,” the smiled and left to sit outside.

“Now…, Jill…,” he said, “You are going to be my slave…”

“I am going to be your slave…,”

“You will want to fuck me any time I want it…,”

“Yes…,” she said.

“And this investigation of yours… You won’t find anything bad to report…,”

“Yes…,” Jill sighed.

“Good…,” he smiled. He got up and went over to a cabinet and drew out a script he had for programming.

He went through the points and Jill said “Yes” to them all…

He then went and sat down at his desk and pressed the device again.

Jill blinked and gasped as if she had just woken up.

She realised where she was and she sat up. She looked down at her exposed breasts but when she saw him smiling she was glad he was pleased with her appearance. She really wanted him to desire her. As she spun around on her ass to face him she felt the kiss of air against her pussy and a quick check revealed she wasn’t wearing any panties either.

“Do you want to suck my dick?”

“Do I?” she gasped.

“Come…,”

Her mouth broke into a huge smile as she jumped to her feet.

“Go under the desk!” he said as she was coming around to him. She paused then turned and went back around to the front of the desk. She got down on her hands and knees and was soon under it.

She unzipped him and taking him out of his fly she gasped with delight when she saw his cock.

“Make sure to swallow…,”

“But of course,” she grinned as she took him into her mouth.

“You love come…,”

“I love come,” she gasped as she sucked his cock.

Carmen and Erica looked up from where they were sitting as Jill came out, straightening up her clothes. “He’ll see you both now…,” she said.

They took each other’s hands; mother and daughter. They rose and went eagerly into the inner office.

Jill got into her car, still tasting the semen taste in her mouth as she fumbled through her notes to make her preliminary report…

She found nothing wrong with the Professor’s actions.

The matter was dropped…