The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Jane quickly apologized and ended the conference early. As she got inside the flying car and began to get set for takeoff, she could see mom in the enger seat, her body beginning to shake now that she didn’t have to pretend to be normal in front of the crowd. “You okay?” she asked her.

“Do you care?” was the response she got.

She left it at that because honestly, she didn’t. Oh sure, she was trying to be nice for James sake, but she didn’t believe she’d ever truly like mom. After a bit though the silence between them began to get awkward. Feeling a need to say something, Jane decided to go with a simple, “Thanks.”

“For what?”

“For keeping it together in there. I know you don’t want to be doing any of this stuff...”

“Who told you that?” mom said, interrupting her.

“We may not have spent that much time together, but I do your drunken rants when I was kid. I know how much you hated being a heroine.”

Mom had a complicated look on her face. “I didn’t hate being a heroine, I hated being treated like I was a child.”

Before Jane could respond to that, mom continued. “I spent my entire time on the Junior teams doing PR work instead of being on a real team with the people I grew up with. I was 30 years old when I had you and they were still treating me like I was a child! That’s what I hated. The rare moments when a crisis occurred and I actually got to HELP people. That’s what I lived for. And that’s why I needed to drink, because after I had you James they wouldn’t let me be a heroine again. Eventually I got so lost in drink I couldn’t do it anymore even if they’d let me.“

She paused then before collapsing into her seat. “I guess I really did fuck up everything I didn’t I?”

Jane didn’t know what to say to that, so she just let the silence grow between them. Eventually they arrived at the bank Ball Buster had been fighting at.

By that point the fight was long since over. Jane arrived to see a horror scene as pieces of a man who seemed to have been literally kicked in half was everywhere. Ball Buster was in a corner, her jacket placed over the villainess Ball Blaster, who was otherwise completely naked, as she attempted quite badly to console her as she just sobbed into her shoulder.

Any idea Jane may have had to ream into Ball Buster for deliberately killing someone died the moment she saw Ball Blaster. Instead nodded to her mother, who rushed forward to try and help Ball Blaster up, while Jane got to work cleaning up the mess. Well, the metaphorical mess anyway.

The issue afterwards however was a bit more complicated. Given the situation they couldn’t leave Ball Blaster unleashed, since they still didn’t have any idea how long this whole situation would last and there was too much risk that someone would ultimately just take control of her again. That left only one person she could trust with this. James.

Ball Buster was strangely against it, though once she explained it was about ensuring James’ safety Jane could understand. Obviously they couldn’t risk anything happening to James. Fortunately that wasn’t an issue, since, while she couldn’t bring her physically to James, there was no reason why she couldn’t simply give James a call and let him give her an order over the phone.

Everything was fine after that, at least until it was actually time to James. It was then that Ball Blaster started acting up.

“No. Please. Not again.”

Jane sighed and gave her a big hug. “It’s okay,” she told her. “I know you’re scared, but there’s really no other way. Right now James is the only person we have that won’t be able to give you orders afterwards.”

“Really?”

“Yes, really. We’re keeping him secluded in a nice secret location. This way there’s no way he can you and give you orders. You’re perfectly safe.”

That calmed her down, at least a little. Jane did understand her reluctance of course. She’d just been abused by some rando who’d lucked into getting control of her, so she was naturally terrified of it happening again. Especially since she didn’t know James.

If she had she’d have been thrilled to be Jame’s new slave.

It didn’t take long to get a hold of James. His phone had barely rung before he answered. “Jane?” he asked.

“Yeah it’s me.”

“Something tells me this isn’t you calling to tell me this is all over and I can finally go home now.”

Jane felt a twinge of guilt when she heard him say that and realized she was still forcing him to wait. “Unfortunately no. There’s another reason I had to call you.”

She then proceeded to explain the situation to James. “Are you sure this is a good idea?” he asked her.

“Yeah,” she confirmed. “Considering what happened to her, the best thing is if she never has to see whoever it is that’s holding her leash.”

“Allright, I trust you. Ball Blaster, clap your hands three times.”

Ball Blaster immediately clapped her hands three times. Jane let out a breath she didn’t know she was holding. They’d all assumed of course that should the original holder of the leash died that they’d be immediately enslaved by the next person who gave an order, but to have it confirmed was another thing entirely. At least it was James taking the leash from someone else and James himself dying on her.

Once that was done she had Alicia escort her out of the room so she could talk to James without anyone interrupting them. “So, since we’re talking anyway, is there anything you want me to tell you about?”

“Well I’d like to know what you can tell me about the progress in fixing all this if you can.”

“Well I don’t know too much,” Jane conceded. “But I can tell you what I do know.”

Most of what she knew amounted to what she’d heard so far on the news, but she did give him the rundown on what they knew about the goddesses at the moment.

Metis, goddess of the mind, was currently in New York, locked up in her tower and protected by Venus.

Hecate, goddess of magic, was apparently at her home in upstate New York. That place was guarded by some sort of mystical barrier. At the moment people were attacking it nonstop in the hope that if they kept up the pressure for long enough, the barrier would crack.

Persephone, goddess of death, was presumably holed up in the underworld. Some heroes had attempted to breach that domain, but none had returned.

The whereabouts of Artemis, goddess of the hunt, was currently unknown. They’d approached her home in the middle of the Amazon rainforest, only to find the place empty with no sign of either Artemis or the team that normally served her.

Aurora, goddess of light, was presumably in space, seeing as that was where she had spent most of her time before, though no one could quite be sure of that. A ship was getting prepared to launch soon with a team that could survive in space in order to if this was true or not

Demeter, goddess of life, was locked up in her temple on Eleusis, though they couldn’t be sure as the place was currently consumed in an eternal fire and no one could put the damn thing out.

That of course left Athena, goddess of wisdom, and she quickly let him know about the plan to recruit her for that job.

“Well I can’t exactly say much about that plan, since you might accidentally take any opinion I give as an order, so I’ll have to let you make that decision. As for the rest, All I can say is that you may want to talk to mom.”

That surprised her. “Why mom?”

“Well, you know Amazonia?”

Amazonia was the leader of the Huntresses, Artemis’ personal superheroine team. “Yeah, what about her?”

“Well, back in the day when she was still in the Juniors, she was on the same team as mom, so she may have some idea of how to her.”

“You really think so?”

“It’s worth a shot.”

Jane could almost feel the shrug James must have given when he said that. Still, he was right, at this point there was no harm in trying everything. It was late though, so she’d talk to her tomorrow. “All right. Hopefully the next I call you it’ll be to let you know you can come home.”

“Here’s hoping,” James said before hanging up.

Jane dreamed.

She was lying in a bed, naked again, but this time she wasn’t the center of attention. This time the person getting all of James’ attention was Ball Blaster.

She was lying on her back, naked as well, but with James on top of her. He had his hands on her legs and had pulled them up so that they were practically touching her head. Ball Buster’s eyes were rolled back as she rendered incapable of anything but animalistic moaning as James was pistoning his cock deep into her cunt over and over again, fucking her into submission.

Jane simply lay on her side watching them. Sure she preferred it if James was fucking a baby into her, but she got some pleasure out these moments as well.

After all, she loved watching her brother break a bitch.

Jane woke up to the smell of bacon. The smell caused her stomach to let her know that it definitely would like some food in it. Fortunately she’d fallen asleep last night without bothering to actually take her clothes off so she really only needed to get up and walk out to the kitchen.

The sight of what was there caused her jaw to drop.

It was her mother. She was fully dressed in a white blouse and a long white skirt that went all the way down to her ankles. At the moment she was humming a happy little tune as she was keeping an eye on the stovetop as she was cooking several eggs, a slew of bacon and two pancakes simultaneously. “Okay, I’ve started hallucinating now, I clearly need some sleep,” Jane said in a completely reasonable response to the insane thing that she was currently looking at.

Alicia, who Jane hadn’t even noticed was there in the shock of seeing her mother acting like, well, a mother, quickly motioned her to follow her to another room while saying, “Pam, you keep working on breakfast. I just need to talk to Jane about something.”

“Okay, do you want to explain exactly what drugs my mother seems to be on?”

What followed was a revelation. Through her conversation with Alicia, mom and Ball Buster, who arrived shortly after breakfast was ready, they managed to figure out that the bond between them and James was changing their personalities on a fundamental level. It seemed that they were being changed into the type of person that James wanted them to be. This of course left Jane with a lot to consider.

Obviously she’d been having dreams about James. Apparently they all had. But had those dreams really changed her? She suspected as much. Not about wanting to fuck her own brother though. She’d been in denial about that her whole life, but she knew now that she’d always wanted him. But this idea of wanting to be a part of a harem that served James? That seemed new.

This. Was. Wonderful!!!

She’d been terrified that when James was finally able to come back that he wouldn’t want to fuck her, but knowing that she was being transformed into the woman he wanted just means that deep down, he truly did want to pour his cum into every one of her orifices. Now she just needed to rescue the goddesses and then she can get her brother back.

This of course was going to be quite tricky. She wasn’t exactly privy to most of the plans for rescuing them, though she did at least have one lead, namely her mother.

Luckily for her that lead did bear fruit. As it turned out Amazonia was on the same team as mom at the exact moment when she got pregnant. At the time she’d apparently felt bad about how mom was getting treated in the tabloids so when she had to leave, Amazonia had given mom her access to a private line so they could talk if mom ever felt she needed a shoulder to cry on. The number probably no longer functioned but there was no harm in giving it a try.

She wasn’t able to give it a try until late that night. She was needed to help handle the chaos going on outside as well as beginning the process of arranging her trip to Greece. That was the thing that was keeping her up so late, due to the time difference between them. But she didn’t want to go to sleep yet, not until she at least tried the number mom had given her.

As it turned out the number not only worked, it actually connected to a video chat. Amazonia was alone in a nondescript room. It had clearly been emptied of anything that might actually reveal any hints as to its precise location, though Jane was of course being careful to record the video just in case. The first thing she noticed however was Amazonia’s outfit.

She was dressed in some parody of a maid outfit, clearly meant more for porn than for any actual purpose. The suit clinged to every curve, the top itself being so tight that her breasts were threatening to pop out of the top at any moment. The skirt itself was so short that she kept getting glimpses of her crotch, a crotch that was only visible because she wasn’t wearing any panties.

Honestly she looked amazing.

“Where did you get that outfit?” she blurted out accidentally.

“Excuse me?” Amazonia responded, clearly not expecting that to be the first thing that was said to her.

“I’m sorry, that was unprofessional,” Jane quickly apologized. “I just really like your outfit and was wondering where I could get one of my own.

Amazonia visibly preened when she heard this, clearly pleased with Jane’s praise. “I had this personally made for myself by a specialty shop in Rio de Janeiro. I can always get you their number if you like, but I assume this isn’t why you called me.”

“Oh yes, you’re right. I guess I should start with who I am. My name is Fire. As to how I have this number, do you Penny Pan?” Amazonia seemed unsure, so Jane added in, “You were in the juniors together.”

“Ahh. I now. She was the girl who got pregnant.”

“Right. Well I’m the child she was pregnant with. She gave me your number.”

Amazonia groaned when she heard this. “I’ll be honest, the offer was a courtesy only. I never expected anyone to actually use it.”

This was getting dangerous. She needed to be quick otherwise Amazonia was simply going to cut the call and block her, if she didn’t destroy the phone entirely. But at the same time she had to assume that she was being controlled so she couldn’t simply ask for her help. Not having much time to think, she decided to take a chance.

“And I wouldn’t have if this wasn’t an emergency.”

Amazonia scoffed at that. “Please, whatever it is can not possibly be important enough to interrupt our mistresses honeymoon.”

Now that was a bombshell. “Artemis got married? I’m sorry, I hadn’t heard that. Could I be allowed to offer her my congratulations?”

“You didn’t hear of it because we did not it. As for speaking with her, I’m sorry, but Artemis is currently busy being impregnated by the Master right now, she has no time to be talking with some third rate team from the back end of nowhere.”

“What about after she’s been impregnated?” came a voice from behind. Jane turned to see Alicia had apparently walked into the room.

Amazonia looked at her suspiciously. “What are you up to?” she asked.

“I’m just trying to find a reasonable compromise. I’m not up to anything.”

For a moment, it looked like Amazonia was entertaining her, but then, her eyes hardened. “I see what you’re up to. As soon as Artemis is impregnated you want Master to impregnate you!”

“No that’s not,” Jane began.

“Well you can forget it. Master has promised me that as soon as he’s done impregnating Artemis I will be next. And after that it will be the rest of the Hunters. You can just forget about it.”

With that Amazonia cut the feed. Jane groaned in frustration, which caused Alicia to apologize for screwing up. “Forget about it. I don’t think we were going to get anywhere with her anyway.”

Jane said, quite truthfully.

Alicia could tell she was tired as she offered to take over for her. Jane didn’t want to, as she still hoped to get something done that could get James back even a little bit sooner. It was then though that Alicia said something that changed everything.

“I know. I miss him too, but he’s keeping away from us for a reason. We can’t bring him back while we’re like this.”

While we’re like this. But they didn’t have to stay like this did they?

Of course! By James the answer was so simple Jane didn’t know why she hadn’t thought of it before. She didn’t need to save the goddesses, she just needed to speed up everyone’s corruption. Once everyone had become perfect slaves for James she could finally bring him home and then he’d never have to wait again.

“Thanks. I know what I need to do now,” she told Alicia as she walked out, finally resolved to doing what needed to be done.

Jane dreamed.

She was on her knees in front of James, his glorious cock out in front of her. But she wasn’t the one sucking it. No, that honor belonged to Ball Buster.

At the moment Ball Buster was also on her knees, naked, her arms tied behind her back. Jane had one of her hands on James’ perfect ass to steady herself as her other hand was behind Ball Buster’s head, brutally forcing her to face fuck James’ cock.

“That’s right! Show James what a fucking slut you are!” she yelled at her, finally letting all her frustration about Ball Buster’s treatment of James out.

Honestly, she didn’t deserve this. She didn’t deserve to get to serve James as his personal cumdumpster, but that didn’t matter. She was his slave now and so she needed to learn how to serve her master and by James, Jane was going to teach her how to do it.

She heard James grunt and she quickly forced Ball Buster’s face all the way down until her nose was touching James’ pubs, just in time before James came down her throat. “That’s it. Take it all you fucking whore! Make sure you thank James for gracing your pathetic mouthpussy with his cum!”

Ball Buster did not do that. Instead she collapsed on the ground, coughing and gasping as she desperately tried to get oxygen back into her lungs. The sight of it incensed Jane. After everything she’d done, all the snide comments, all the threats, she finally has a chance to make it up to James and she does this!

Well, Jane was just going to have to teach her a vital lesson. She reached down to the ground and picked up a monster dildo. Perhaps having her asspussy raped will teach her about proper gratitude...

The next few days went by fast.

Ball Buster was the easiest one to fool. She simply intimated that keeping awake would help keep the changes at bay. Her mother made things a little bit difficult by properly warning her about the dangers of what might happen if she stayed awake for too long, but fortunately for her, mom’s status as having already succumbed to James’ charms meant that Ball Buster didn’t trust anything she said on the matter.

Alicia was both easier and more difficult.

The easy part was that she knew that the best path to breaking her was to remove her structure and seeing as how Jane herself was the structure, she only needed to remove herself. This was made even easier by the fact that she legitimately had more work to do right now than there were actual hours in the day.

The part that made this so much harder though was also the removing herself part. Even with everything that had happened to her, she still loved Alicia. This meant that she hated the idea of purposefully avoiding her. But she had to do it. For James.

In the end it all came to a head the day she had to leave to meet with Pulsara’s team in Greece. She was up early, alone save for mom who for some reason was always up before everyone looking as happy as could be as she made breakfast. She was just drinking a cup of coffee to help her wake up properly as she went over her internal checklist when Alicia stormed into the kitchen.

“I hope you’re happy,” Alicia told her, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

Oh fuck. She knew.

Still, she had to play this out, just in case. “What’s wrong?” she asked, hoping that the answer was something other than what she knew it was.

“Stop playing dumb, you’ve already won.”

It was at that moment that mom interrupted. “What’s going on,” she asked, buying Jane time to figure out what combination of truth and lies she was going to need to spin in order to fix this.

“Well Fire, do you want to tell her or should I?”

“What do you mean? And why are you calling her Fire?”

“I’m calling her Fire because she doesn’t deserve for me to call her by her real name anymore. Because instead of trying to help us get everything back to normal, she’s been trying to make us break faster. And guess what, she succeeded.”

“You mean...?” Jane asked, quietly trying to hide how thrilled she secretly was inside.

“Yeah, I love James now. I want to marry him. Tartarus, I want to have his babies. But you know what else I am now? Straight. I’m not attracted to you anymore. I certainly don’t love you anymore.”

That hurt. She’d hoped that Alicia and the others would all become bisexual like herself, that way they could all enjoy fucking each other whenever James was busy with one of his other slaves. Still, she should at least still be able to get some enjoyment out of fucking them for James’ entertainment.

Oblivious to all that was going on in Jane’s head, Alicia continued. “But despite how I feel about James I’m still utterly furious with you for doing this to me. So before I cut you out of my life entirely I need to know. Why did you do it?”

Because she wanted them all to be together as James’ personal harem of course, though she obviously couldn’t say that. Fortunately Alicia’s little rant explaining everything had bought her enough time to figure out what to say.

“You don’t understand. The only order James ever gave you you were going to do anyway. You can’t know what it’s like, having to obey, even when you don’t want to.”

Jane did her best to appear devastated by what she was itting. She needed both of them to think that she had no control over what she’d done. The look on Alicia’s face told her that it was working. Still it was mom who actually asked the question that she knew was coming.

“Jane, darling, what did James order you to do?”

Jane looked at them both, tears falling uncontrollably as she whimpered, “He told me not to make him wait too long.”

There it was. The best part of this was that she wasn’t even lying. Not really. James had given that order, it just so happened that she also really really wanted to do it too. For now though she kept quiet, letting them come to with what she’d. If this was going to go the way she wanted, she’d need them to talk first.

It was mom who ultimately broke the silence. “We need James. Right now he’s the only one who can fix this.”

Yes!! This was just what she wanted. And the beautiful part was that they suggested it themselves. “I’ll go get him,” she offered.

“No,” Alicia interrupted. “I don’t trust you, even if you couldn’t stop yourself. It needs to be someone else.”

“I’ll go,” mom offered, just as Jane had planned. She couldn’t afford to get James right now, as she needed to check on Ball Buster’s corruption, along with one more thing she needed to do to pave the road for all of them. “I’ll give you the address,” she told her while feigning reluctance.

As mom grabbed the keys to the hovercar Jane couldn’t help but ask, “Can you actually drive that thing?”

“Please, I’ve been driving hovercars since before either of you were born. I’ll be fine.”

Alicia looked at mom, then sighed. “I’ll go with her,” she said, assuring Jane that at least someone who knows how to fly will be in the vehicle.

Jane watched the two of them go, quietly thrilled. She’d hoped that in their current state neither one of them would question why they had to get James personally instead of just calling him and having him rescind his order over the phone and she’d been right. Now she had the only two people who knew what she’d done temporarily out of the way, leaving Ball Buster at her mercy.

She couldn’t move on her immediately however. First she grabbed her travel bag and rushed it into the car, setting herself up for a quick getaway. Then she grabbed a pair of power dampening bracelets. She was going to need them to keep Ball Buster’s powers turned off long enough for her to drug into a deep enough sleep that by the time she woke up she’d be a perfect little slut for James.

Unfortunately, when she got there Ball Buster was already awake. She was completely naked as she rummaged through her drawers. Hoping to keep her distracted while she put the bracelets on her, Jane asked her a question. “What’s happened here?” she asked as she quickly hid the bracelets behind her back.

Ball Buster turned excitedly towards her and said, “Jane! Do you have any lingerie or sexy outfits you could loan me?” as she rushed towards her. Jane had to quickly let go of the bracelets as Ball Buster grabbed her hands, though fortunately Ball Buster was so focused on her that she didn’t notice anything else. “I...don’t think anything I have would fit you,” she told her.

“Fuck, you’re right. I’ll need to go on a shopping trip. We’ll need some new outfits, a collar, some hairdye...”

“Don’t you already have hairdye?”

“Not the right color. Master deserves a blonde and I’m not going to make him wait for me to grow my hair out so he can get one.”

“And Master is...?”

“Your brother of course. I need to get myself ready so I can present myself to him.”

Jane almost laughed when she heard this. It was done already! Ball Buster had broken at the same time as Alicia, meaning that there was only one thing left to do. She used the motion of backing up to hide kicking the bracelets under the cabinet as she said, “Ummm...I think I should tell you. Mom left to go get him.”

As if that statement summoned her, she could hear her mother’s voice calling out, “We’re back.” Ball Buster, seemingly too excited by the notion of seeing James again to notice she was completely naked, ran out to greet him.

Jane took the opportunity as everyone’s eyes were on Ball Buster to quietly slip out of the base and into her car. With a small sigh she turned on the engine and drove off towards the airport.

It was sad really. She didn’t even want to save the goddesses anymore, but she knew James would expect her to do her duty as a heroine. Besides, there was another reason to do this. She needed to disappear for a while so that when she returned she could pretend that her new persona had developed while she was away.

She could even pretend that she did it to punish herself for what she’d done to the others. She was sure Alicia would forgive her if she did that.

Then she could enjoy eating Alicia’s pussy while James fucks a baby into her.