The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

1.

If you’re not cheating, you’re not competing.

At least that is what “the heels” of professional wrestling said.

While Ling Liu had no time for such frivolity, she was not above cheating—at least when it came to her most recent exam. You see, Ling was applying for a security clearance to obtain a position as a computer programmer/intelligence officer with the United States Department of Defense. The job was prestigious and the pay would be lucrative.

Of course, the pay should be lucrative for she was working for the top brass of the People’s Republic of China. She was one of the best agents the Chinese Communist Party had. She’d been trained in espionage, hand-to-hand combat and computer programing since she was 12 years old. Now 24, she came from a long line of Chinese Communist Party , and she had embraced her lineage to the hilt.

That’s why she was tasked with infiltrating the Department of Defense and destroying it from within. To do that, however, she first had to the security clearance exam which was one of the toughest in the nation. While she was nothing if not studious, she had to get much more than 51% of the test correct to get a ing grade. She couldn’t afford to make any mistakes.

Fortunately, she had a simple solution: AI glasses. They were becoming more common in North America and were selling like hotcakes (or more appropriately being rented like hotcakes in China) and were being used by students to cheat on exams. Eyeglasses were sometimes colloquially referred to as cheaters, and in this context, they actually were.

The process was quite straightforward. The student would wear the AI glasses to the exam as if they were wearing regular eyeglasses. However, once the examination began, the student would have their AI glasses photograph the questions send them to computer programs for answers. The answers would then be projected onto the back of their lenses. Then they would write down the correct answers with the proctor (or other official) being none the wiser.

Now, considering that AI glasses were a new and complex technology and that, to her knowledge, she could not rent them like she could in China so finding a pair over hear would be rather expensive.

Fortunately, she had a solution to that too. You see, she had lived undercover in America for many years and had formed several friendships both genuine and false with the country’s many residents. Her friendship with a neighbor named William “Bill” Fenton was one of the latter.

Indeed, not only was it a false friendship, she was determined to have it stay a friendship and nothing more. She knew that Bill had been infatuated with her from the moment he sprained his ankle. Ling had used some herbal medicine and Asian massage techniques and he was right as rain again.

Soon after that their “relationship” began to build. Bill would invite her over for supper. She would invite him over for Chinese New Year. One thing led to another and Bill eventually asked her to be his girlfriend. Of course, the party cam first and she couldn’t risk getting more attached to him and answered with a polite but firm “no.”

Bill said he accepted it, but his actions spoke louder than his words. He still gave her romantic gifts like flowers, chocolates and more. He had also tried to hug her and stroke her hair.

Granted, one couldn’t really blame Bill for having a crush on Ling. She was a head-turning, Asian beauty. She had long legs, ample but not huge breasts, soft Asian skin China doll features (of course!), and sleek black hair often done in a ponytail. She also had almond-brown eyes, high cheekbones, and a cute wry smile.

Bill by contrast, wasn’t all that attractive. He was 40 years old, stout, and baled save for a brown goatee. He did have one quality that Ling particularly ired: his knack for information technology and working with his hands.

She especially liked it when the two skills combined to create custom-made AI glasses at her request. She told him it was for work—which in a way it was.

You guessed it. Ling exploited Bill’s infatuation with her to get a free pair of AI glasses. After all, as those in the West said, why buy the cow if you can get the milk for free? She was a ruthless spy, so why would anyone think seduction was beyond her?

Ling grinned sinisterly as she entered the exam room. What a lovestruck fool Bill was. Because he thought with his libido, he had unknowingly helped her complete a crucial step of his own country’s downfall—and she didn’t even need to have sex with him!

2.

Inwardly, Ling was squealing with joy. Everything had gone according to plan. The glasses worked like a charm, and she was certain she aced the exam. She handed in the exam, exited the exam room and went home and changed into something more comfortable.

That would be a dark red dress with shoulder straps and thick black sandals. It was a nice warm spring evening and Ling wanted to enjoy it. She also wanted to personally thank him again Bill for the glasses. Just because she’d never be romantic with him didn’t mean she couldn’t tease him sexually now and then.

Of course, before doing so, she wanted to remove her glasses. While they were a great cheating tool, they were also quite tight and heavy. The only reason she didn’t do so earlier was to maintain the illusion that they were eyeglasses and not AI glasses.

She grasped the glasses’ temples ready to remove the eyewear. When she tried to lift them, however, she heard a click. Then the temples refused to budge. She did this for a few more minutes, to no avail. She sighed in frustration. How could glasses advanced enough to access the internet and help wearers ace their examples, fail to come off when the wearer tried to remove them?

She was about to throw up her arms in anger, but then she heard a beeping noise. The glasses began to glow green. Was this part of its programming? Ling had no time to think about it further as she saw a lot of code scroll down the glasses so quickly that she was unable to read it. Then she saw something even more unusual: black and white spirals.

Yes, that’s right, black and white spirals. Ling was about to curse her situation when the spirals began to move, and Ling began to hear a buzzing sound. They spun clockwise and counterclockwise in and out back and forth. Their rhythm was smooth and hypnotic. They were smooth and hypnotic. All she could do was stare at the spirals. Indeed, all she wanted to do was sit on her bed and stare at the spirals...

Sometime—for all Ling knew it could have been a few minutes or a few hours—later bold text appeared on the inside of the lenses. It read “call this number and await your next instructions.”

“Call…this…number” Ling parroted, her Chinese accent on display despite her voice’s (and mind’s) monotony.

3.

Bill Fenton sighed contentedly. It had been another day of hard work and now it was time

for some fun. Then he heard a knock on the door. He smiled, certain of who it was. He opened the door and gaped at the beautiful sight before him.

It was Ling Liu, the object of his affections completely hypnotized, staring blankly ahead, and wearing a sexy red dress. He thought his plan was working when she had called him a few minutes ago.

Now it was time to confirm it. “Ling,” Bill asked. “Who am I to you?”

“My master…” Ling said softly.

“That’s right,” Bill replied. “That makes you my slave. You must do whatever I say. Say it Ling.”

“It makes me your slave,” Ling echoed. “I must do whatever you say.”

“Music to my ears,” Bill said triumphantly.

Bill was very proud of himself—and why shouldn’t he be? He had not only created a pair of AI glasses independently, but he had also invented an indirect way to deal with the “friend zone.”

Indeed, Ling had asked him for a pair of AI glasses, and he’d made one for her with a special feature. If Bill entered a code and the wore them for at least two hours, the glasses mind control function would activate when they tried to remove them. They would then stare at the computer-generated spirals and become Bill’s hypnotized servant. Which was exactly what was happening with Ling.

He would never know why she needed those glasses but was sure glad he created them.

Wait, he thought, she was completely under his control and had to answer him truthfully. He could just ask her. “Ling,” he queried. “You must answer all your master’s questions truthfully. Why did you ask me for a pair of AI glasses?”

“I needed them to ace my exam,” she answered tonelessly.

“Wouldn’t that be cheating?” Bill pressed.

“Yes, I cheated,” Ling itted, perturbing Bill.

“Why would you cheat?” He asked sincerely.

“I did it for the Party,” she replied.

“What do you mean by ‘the Party,’” Bill asked.

“The Chinese Communist Party,” Ling explained.

“What?” he said taken aback. He realized that this whole affair would be much more detailed than he thought. “Okay Ling,” he ordered sternly. “Tell me everything.”

3.

Bill couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Well, more like he wouldn’t have believed it if Ling wasn’t mesmerized and therefore, incapable of lying to him.

Apparently, Ling was a spy for the Chinese government and was trying to infiltrate the United States Department of Defense. Before she could do that, however, she had to get security clearance by—among other things—ing a very difficult exam.

To ensure that she aced it, she exploited the feelings he had for her and got him to make her a pair of AI glasses to get the correct answers and ace the exam. He had been an unwitting accomplice to her cheating.

That would stop now. Not only that, he had the perfect way of punishing Ling for her misdeeds. “Ling,” he commanded. “You have been a bad woman, a dishonest woman. You need to be punished. Got

it?”

“Yes Master…. I am…bad…dishonest woman. I need to be punished.”

“Alright,” Bill directed. “Take off all your clothes except for the AI glasses. When you are naked, I will fuck you with all the energy I have. You will not try to stop me. It is well-deserved because of your manipulation and deceit. Now get to it.”

“Yes Master,” Ling said softly calling him by the title he had programmed into her. Then she began to disrobe. She started with her sandals-undoing them and kicking them off. Then she slid off the straps of her dress. Then she pushed her dress downward, stepped out of it and became a pool at her feet.

This revealed a navy-blue bra and panties. She then unstrapped her bra and threw it on top of the dress. She slid down her panties and put them in her textile pile.

Naked himself by now (he had been wearing khaki pants and a brown-checkered polo shirt) Bill was in awe of Ling’s naked body. He salivated over her smooth caramel skin and got hard looking at her amble breasts and nicely shaved dark clit. The contrast of her noticeable AI glasses versus her naked body only turned Bill on more.

Bill had Ling accompany him to his bedroom. He then laid down on the bed—a nice two-seater—and pointed to himself. Ling’s subconscious took the hint and ed him on it.

He aggressively pulled Ling to him, hugged the back of her head, and kissed her hard on the lips. She kissed him back with vigor. She straddled over Bill’s body and began to roll back and forth (but not over) all over the bed.

Bill then disengaged and shoved his head between the captive Chinese woman’s breasts. He loved the soft, fleshy taste of each mammary and made sure to pinch each nipple—causing Ling to help.

He continued this for a few more minutes. Then he decided to make her punishment more intense. He then disengaged from Ling and laid down on his back.

“Ling,” Bill ordered. “When I clap my hands, you will suck my penis as ionately as you can. Understood?”

“Yes Master,” Ling acknowledged. “Understood.” Bill then clapped his hands.

Ling instantly went to work. She sucked his penis ionately, slurping as she did son. Bill moaned in pleasure. His moans grew even louder, and Ling began to lick his member and stroke his testicles. As the sucking went on the intensity increased until Bill finally climaxed. His moans reached an apex as he shot his semen into her. Ling gasped inwardly, swallowing all the semen.

Bill realized it was time for the finale. He ordered her to lay on her stomach. Then he got on top of her and began to copulate with her “doggy style.” He began pumping into her with all of the energy he had. He slid it in and out in and out as Ling began to gasp in ecstasy and even a little pain. She winced as Bill kept pumping into her, trying to hold everything in for her master.

That did not mean that her master could hold his juices in himself. A few seconds later he reached orgasm and his semen went straight through her whole. He pulled himself out of Ling and lied prone on the bed. Both he and Ling were clearly exhausted.

Bill still had enough energy to think and plan, though. He would, of course, erase Ling’s entire memory of their lovemaking and insert a posthypnotic trigger into her brain that would put her back under his control when she head him say it. “Eye on the glasses” would be it. He would also have Ling provide him with all the evidence of her spy activities. He would then turn her into the police for a handsome reward.

As both Bill and Ling laid down to catch their breath, the former smiled smugly. Cheaters may never prosper, but——if he played his cards right—Bill was certainly going to.