The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

1.

The above quote is funny because it was true. While parenting was one of life’s great joys it was also one of life’s greatest stresses—especially when it came to the pocketbook.

As a 30-year-old divorced mother of two, Riley Deline knew that feeling. Don’t get me wrong, Riley loved her kids—an eight-year-old daughter Brenda and a six-year-old son Keith but they could be quite a handful. With the the school year ending next week, she had to brace herself for lots of loudness, scraped knees, and hijinks—along with the good things about having kids.

For now, however, she would enjoy the time she had to herself. To soften the blow that came with the end of the school year, Riley had booked a weekend getaway at a Relaxation Resorts—one of the finest hotels in the city if not the state. It had the latest technology bedding, and amenities. Among other things, there was also free wi-fi, a swimming pool and hot tub, free massages and complementary cookies for all guests.

Of course, the first thing Riley wanted to try after checking in was the pool and hot tub. It had been a long week, and the hot tubs water jets always helped her relax. She quickly changed into her bathing suit—a nice navy blue one piece. Then grabbed a towel and sunglasses and made her way to the pool room.

Riley looked around, the room was not overcrowded, and she quickly found a chair by the poolside, sat down and placed her personals on it.

However, just because the pool was overcrowded did not mean it was empty. Riley could tell by several of the looks and whistles from the other men—and even some woman, when she laid down upon the chair.

Granted, Riley couldn’t blame them. She was—to use a crude acronym—a MILF. She had shoulder-length blonde hair, bright blue eyes, a cherubic face, bee-stung lips and sleek long legs. She also had a luscious ass, c-cup breasts which were only accentuated by her bathing suit, and sturdy black sandals. She had always been—and still was—a beautiful woman.

She then removed her sunglasses and sandals and entered the pool. She shivered a little ing that the water in the pool was always cold when you first went in. She then waded to the pool’s deep end and began to swim. Loving the feel of the cold water against her skin and hair. That it helped her cool down from the hot June weather.

She did backstrokes, dog paddling butterfly poses, and more. Then she headed to the hot tub and entered it. It was as relaxing as he thought it was and reclined in the seat.

“Hello,” she heard a smooth male voice said. “Are you Riley Deline?”

“Yes,” she said, startled. She looked at the man across from her. He had a decent build, jet black hair a thick, chiseled chin, brown eyes and a million-dollar smile. He was wearing a pair of red swimming trunks.

“Do you me?” He asked.

“I don’t think so,” Riley said reflexively.

“I am Peter Gant,” he said.

“Oh, that Peter,” she said. Then it came to her. “We went to high school together!”

“All four years,” Peter interjected. “I helped tutor you in shop class.”

“I ,” Riley confirmed. “You did amazing work with your hands. Thanks to you I ed the class with flying colours. They even dated briefly and Riley learned how good with his hands he really was. “So,” she asked. “What are you doing now?”

“I am a very popular welder and pipelayer in my county,” Austin answered. I’m here to perform a two-day job and had some loyalty points saved up so why not use them?” I actually live in Dockton. It’s part of Cabana County.”

“About an hour and a half from our hometown of Cedar Bridge,” Riley informed.

“So,” Peter said turning her question around. “What are you doing now?”

I am a part-time pastry chef and mother,” she answered. “Unfortunately, I am also a divorcee.”

“Sorry to hear that,” Peter responded sympathetically.

“Don’t be,” Riley assured. “He repeatedly cheated on me with the babysitter. Feel sorry for my kids. He is a great parent but a lousy husband.”

“Well,” Peter quipped. “I’m sorry for your kids then. So, what brings you to this resort.”

“Ironically, I came here to get a break from my kids,” she chuckled. “Don’t get me wrong, I love my kids and cherish my time with them, but they can be a handful. Sometimes you just need a weekend to yourself.”

“I get it,” Peter said in agreement. “You can’t live with them, but you can’t live without them. I have children of my own and am also a divorcee. I too had an adulterous spouse.”

“For all we know they cheated on us with each other,” Riley snarked playfully.

“I sure hope not,” Peter reed.

Riley giggled. Then she decided she’d spent enough time in the hot tub,

“Well, Peter,” Riley said. “It was nice seeing you again. I’ve got to get going.”

“Okay,” Peter said. “Just one more thing before you go,”

“What?”

“Riley, fall in line.”

Riley’s eyes instantly shut and she relaxed even deeper into the hot tub. Peter grinned. Her posthypnotic trigger phrase still worked years later. When people said Peter was good with his hands, they weren’t kidding. Those hands were also good at swinging a pocket watch. His voice was good at counting down Riley into a trance and hypnotizing her into becoming his obedient servant.

They had broached the topic of hypnosis while Riley had injured her hand during shop class and the pain medication wasn’t strong enough. He had his grandfather’s pocket watch with him and suggested using hypnosis as a form of pain relief. Riley was skeptical, but was in so much pain she was willing to try anything.

Riley turned out to be an excellent hypnosis subject—she went under quickly and deeply. He got rid of Riley’s pain right away. He couldn’t, resist having a little fun with her mind and body, however. He had her act like several different animals, made out with her, and even got to see her naked (both were legal adults at the time).

He did not, however, have sex with her. He felt that they were too young and he didn’t want to risk getting Riley pregnant. He simply healed her pain, erased Riley’s memory of the encounter, installed the aforementioned trigger phrase, and released her from her trance.

Unfortunately, a month later, Riley moved to another state and Peter had stupidly forgotten to use her trigger phrase to keep him with her. They broke up and drifted apart, found new partners who would become their spouses, and became parents. They also both got divorced due to their spouses’ adultery.

Of course, if Peter played his cards right, they could become very close once more.

“Riley,” Peter intoned, “Can you hear me?”

“Yes Peter,” Riley slurred. “I hear you.”

“You will do anything I command of you in this state won’t you?”

“Yes…” Riley whispered. “Anything…you…command.”

“Alright, Riley,” Peter intoned. “Open your eyes and sit up straight, but remain deeply hypnotized.” Riley did so, staring blankly ahead. “Now, you’re not going to being hypnotized, but you will and follow the instructions I am about to give you. Listen carefully….”

2.

Riley sighed contentedly. It had indeed been a relaxing day. She had a nice time at the pool, met an old boyfriend, and had a nice dinner at the hotel’s restaurant (she had beef wellington with mashed potatoes and a slice of pecan pie for dessert). It was expensive, but you only live once, right?

Riley had changed out of her bikini. She was now barefoot and wearing a yellow sundress She was also reading a book. It was a detective novel that doubled as a sweet romance. Just as she was about to begin the next chapter she heard a knock on the door.

She got up and answered the door. It was Peter. He was now wearing a polo shirt, khaki shorts, and brown sandals.

“Peter,” she genuinely surprised. “What brings you here?”

“Riley, fall in line,” he uttered tersely. With those words, Riley instantly fell back into her trance and began to sway in place. “Let me in, Riley,” he commanded.

“Yes Peter,” she said robotically. She moved to the side of the door and did not resist when Peter entered her hotel room.

“Oh,” Peter added. “From now on, while you are in this state you will address me as master. Understood?’

“Understood master,” Riley said in confirmation.

“Very good,” Peter remarked approvingly. He took a moment to leer at Riley’s beautiful yellow dress. Then he caressed it repeatedly. He loved the feel of its fabric on his hands. He also couldn’t resist cupping and then lightly slapping her ass. Riley just grinned vacuously.

“Now, Riley,” Peter continued. “When I snap my fingers, you will disrobe. When you are completely naked, you will make love to me with all the ion you have. Do you understand?”

“Yes master,” Riley whispered as Peter snapped his fingers.

She started by kicking off her sandals and putting them to the side. Then she pulled her dress over her head revealing a white bra and panties. Those two pieces of underwear were soon removed as well.

Though there wasn’t much clothing to remove, Riley’s naked body was still a sight to see. Indeed, Peter’s jaw figuratively hit the floor—while he had finished disrobing himself no less! She was just that beautiful. She had amazing breasts, a shaved blonde clit and sleek long legs. It seemed her beauty had only increased with age. There was a reason Peter’s penis was currently so erect.

“Riley, make love to me,” Peter commanded, motioning to himself.

“Yes master,” Riley said, running towards and then jumping onto the bed. Peter then pulled Riley to him and kissed her hard on the month. Her response was equally intense, with her moving her tongue in and out of her master’s mouth. It seems that Peter’s hypnotic skills had reawakened Riley’s dormant ions.

After a few more minutes of kissing, Peter buried his head into Riley’s breasts nuzzling his nose up and down her cleavage. Riley sighed pleasurable in response loving the feel of it. He also took time to lick each breast. He also caressed her long legs, causing Riley to giggle. Then he had Riley and himself switch positions.

“Riley,” Peter ordered. “Suck my cock.”

“Yes master,” Riley said as she made a beeline for his midsection. She wrapped her mouth around his member and began to suck it. Her sucks were long, soft, and lush. She also doubled Peter’s pleasure by stroking and lightly squeezing Peter’s testicles with her fingers.

She went at it for another minute until Victor climaxed, shooting his semen right in mouth. She swallowed all of it.

Peter then had Riley go from sucking his cock to riding it. They both groaned in pleasure. However, beneath Peter’s groan was elation. After their encounter, Peter would alter Riley’s memory, so that she thought she has suggested a night of ionate lovemaking to kindle their romance. They would also get back in and give their relationship another try (Peter’s divorce had hit him very hard). As he climaxed, he thought how lucky he was to have run into Riley. He had both been in and on Deline.