The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Manhattan, NY

Tom was wealthy. Very wealthy. He had a driver, Alfonse, and a maid María José (both from Colombia, but not related). He lived with his daughter Elle (who attended the city university), and had just married Beth.

Ella shook Beth’s hand at the reception… but there was no warmth in her greeting. Her new ‘step-mom’ appeared not much older than her. Ella could certainly appreciate that Beth was beautiful.

Beth was 5′7″ with 40D breasts, and a shapely, womanly figure. She had amazingly light eyes.

Ella at only 5′3″(32A) seemed a mouse by comparison. Her brown eyes glared at Beth.

The only thing they shared was hair colour.

Ella noticed that there was no one at the Reception from Beth’s side. No friends. No family. No one.

Then Elle noticed Beth go to the front door. She followed Beth but stood back.

Beth opened the door to three stunning women, all dressed in the same sheer black dress Beth wore.

Elle took out her phone and used it to take a picture.

She then took a video, hoping to get audio of what they were saying.

Elle noticed her dad coming out to see what Beth was up to. She closed the door quickly on the women, turned around and embraced him. He asked her something about who had come but she kissed him, and at the same time slipped her hand down the front of his pants. Her kiss was ionate and her hand was moving up and down inside his pants.

“Come,” she urged and they went into the coat room next to the door and she got down on her knees as he closed the door on them.

Elle was shocked.

Shocked about how Beth went for her dad’s cock…

Beth waited, she didn’t know why.

About five minutes later the door opened and she saw her dad’s cock. She blushed an looked away as Beth tucked Tom’s member back into his pants.

She lead Tom out and with her gestures urged him to return to the gathering.

She watched him go and then when he was gone she went to the door again, opening it and the women were still there. One drew out a small glass tube from her pocket and uncorking the orange rubber stopper handed the tube to Beth.

Beth spat a white fluid into it.

Elle knew this was her dad’s sperm.

The woman took the tube, and corked it again and put it back on her pocket.

Beth kissed one of the other women who clearly tasted the come on Beth’s mouth and licked it off.

Elle trembled in shock.

She waited till Beth left and she rushed to the door.

She took another elevator to the ground and rushed out to take a photo of a black SUV parked out front—that the women got into.

Elle went inside to speak to the concierge about why he’d let the SUV park illegally right in front of the door (It was solely a drop-off/pick-up zone, not for parking).

Timur, the concierge was not to be found. Elle went around behind his desk and found him lying there, his pants down and his cock out. ‘Timur!” she gasped.

She shook him. He came to.

He had no idea of what had happened.

Elle suggested that he review the security footage.

It was erased—from the last half-hour… It did show the women in black approach him, one going around behind his desk and dropping to her knees. And then the video showed nothing but static.

Elle returned to the gathering. Her father held her to his side and had Beth on his other hand. Beth smiled cooly to all who came up to congratulate them.

Elle was ill at ease with being so close to her.

Later in her room Elle brought the picture she’d taken of Beth and her visitors. She enlarged it and to her surprise all the women had the same eye colouring as Beth had.

Elle ed she’d taken a video too. She ran this and again was surprised… this time there was no audible words spoken… in fact the women didn’t move their mouths at all.

Elle paused as she heard—to her embarrassment—Beth moaning from the master bedroom.

“Oh, baby! Oh, fuck me. Fuck me!”

She thought it was disgusting her dad would have lowered himself to take a woman so obviously a trophy wife.

Then she ed something her cousin Jena had said to her at the Reception… That her dad had needs and that Beth was so obviously an ego boost for Tom.

Elle had to agree with the wisdom of her cousin. (Jena lived with her ‘partner’ Alejandra not far away. Lisa, Jena’s mom lived in New Rochelle.)

“Don’t be so hard on your dad,” Lisa (Jena’s mom, and the sister of Elle’s late mom) added. Elle was surprised. For some reason she expected her aunt would be against it… like the new marriage was an insult to the memory of Greta, Elle’s late mom.

“I’m coming!” Beth screamed to break Elle out of her thought.

Elle turned the volume up as loud as she could go and replayed the video… but no words, definitely.

“Oh, God! Fuck me again!” Beth cried.

In the morning Elle woke up and dressed and then went down the hall. She paused seeing the door open and she went in and saw her dad sitting there smiling. He had a tray next to him with breakfast upon it.

“Good morning, Sweetie,” he said.

She went in and sat at the foot of the bed. “Care for some breakfast?”

“Um, no thanks dad,” she said.

“Your new mom… made me this…,” he began.

“She’s not my mom!” Elle spat.

“I’m sorry, Sweetie,” Tom said, realising he miss-spoke.

He put the paper down “I’ve gotta pee…,” he said as he slid out of bed.

He was naked.

She baulked at seeing him, but then she noticed some bruises around his groin.

“Fuck,” he spat.

“What’s wrong, dad?”

“I’m bleeding!”

She rushed in and without thinking looked at the contents of the toilet.

He’d pissed blood.

“You need to go to the hospital!” she said.

“Okay…,” he agreed.

She lead him back to his bed and she opened a wardrobe to get him some clothes. She noticed a Styrofoam chiller container on a shelf.

Ignoring it for the moment she got him his clothes as he called Alfonse, his driver to come collect him.

“Should I come too?” she asked as she helped him into the car.

“I’ll be fine…,” he said, “Honestly…”

Elle watched as the car pulled into New York traffic.

She returned to the apartment and then curiosity got to her and she went back to the wardrobe.

She pulled down the container and setting it on the bed she opened it.

Inside was ice, and four vials each with an orange rubber stopper.

She pulled a vial out and saw it had a cream-white liquid in it.

She knew it was sperm.

“What the fuck?” she gasped. Why was Beth collecting her father’s come?

She heard the front door open.

“Honey, I’m bacaaccckkk…”

Elle quickly set returned everything to its place just as Beth walked in

“Hello?” Beth said.

“Dad’s gone to the hospital…”

“The hospital? What’s happened?”

“He… He was bleeding when he peed…”

“Oh?”

“Yes…”

“And you didn’t go with him?”

“Alfonse took… No… He…,” Elle paused. She sensed an accusation in that question.

“He said to stay here…,”

“I’d have insisted!” Beth said.

Elle felt the hairs on the back of her neck rise… She grew angry.

But she had enough self-control to turn and leave.

“You should have gone with your father…,” Beth continued.

Elle wanted so much to give Beth a piece of her mind… but she continued to walk away.

She also didn’t want to confront Beth about the sperm in the vials.

Elle heard Beth leave (for the hospital) and she then called her cousin Jena.

Jena was there in half an hour.

Jena thought Elle sounded crazy, until her cousin lead her into the main bedroom and showed her the container.

“What do you think’s happening here?”

Just then there was a knock at the door.

María José came to the room. “Miss, there is a womans here (her bad English) who is here for package of Beth.”

“What?”

“She says package is here…”

“Package?”

“I look…,” María José said.

María José opened the wardrobe and drew out the container.

“Is here…,” María José said. She turned and left for the front door.

“What the fuck’s going on?” Elle said.

“I have an idea…,” Jena said.

“What?”

“Leave it to me!” she said and rushed off.

“Jena! Wait!”

Jena at the spur of the moment decided to follow the woman.

A day later Alejandra called Elle to ask if she’d seen Jena.

“She’s gone missing…,” Alejandra said.

“Missing?”

“Yes… She said she was going to see you and…,”

“Yes, she was here…”

“Well since… Hold on…. Babe? Is that you?”

“Hello?” Elle asked. It seemed Alejandra had put the phone down.

“Babe?” Alejandra said. “Oh my God.. what’s happened to your eyes?”

“Hello?” Elle called.

“My God… What is that?” Alejandra cried.

“Babe?” Alejandra screamed “Get off me!”

“Nooo…. It…. Oh, God…. It’s crawling into me!” Alejandra screamed

“Please… Help… I…. Yessss…. I comply….” Alejandra said now seemingly calmed.

“Hello?” Elle called.

“We are one…,” Alejandra and Jena said together…

There was a noise. Elle heard the phone being picked up.

«click»

“Hello?” Elle said. She looked at the phone. It was disconnected.

She tried dialling back, but there was no answer.

Elle rushed downstairs and caught a cab. She was at her cousin’s place in only 20mins.

Alejandra opened the door. She wore a sheer black dress. Elle didn’t realise at first it was the same kind that Beth had worn the other day.

“Welcome,” Alejandra smiled “Come in…”

Elle was about to when she noticed Alejandra’s eyes. They were so pale… Had they always been that pale?

“Honey?” Alejandra called “It’s Elle!”

Jena came walking out towards the door.

“Hi, Elle,” she smiled as she approached. “Come on in…”

“I heard you the other…,” Elle began when her heart sank. Jena had the same colouration in her eyes too… And Elle knew that this definitely was not the same.

“What? What’s happened to you?” Elle gasped.

“Happened?” Jena smiled. She turned to Alejandra…

“She’s noticed…,”

“Ohhhh,” Jena smiled.

“Your eyes… they’ve….,”

“It’s part of the process…,” Jena said “You’ll be the same when you become host…,”

“Host?”

“Grab her!” Alejandra cried.

“Stay back!” Elle cried, reaching into her bag she drew out a Ruger LCR.

Alejandra baulked.

“She needs to be infected!” Jena said from behind her lover

“She has a gun” Alejandra hissed.

Jena stepped forward.

Elle pointed the gun at her to show she meant business.

“Please, you must us…,” Jena tried to reason… “Once you’re ed… You’ll understand…”

“What’s going on?” Lisa asked as she arrived from down the hall—she’d come from New Rochelle to check up on her daughter.

“Stay back,” Elle said turning the gun to her aunt.

At that moment Alejandra lunged at Elle. Elle got off a shot that grazed Alejandra’s side. Elle watching in horror as the wound closed over right before her eyes, and began to heal.

“What are you doing?” Lisa cried, thinking Elle had gone mad…

Elle turned and ran. As she did Alejandra and Jena grabbed Lisa and dragged her into the apartment…

Lisa was gone. There was nothing Elle could do.

Elle returned home.

Timur, the concierge told her the police were at her apartment. She knew that her shooting had been reported.

“Tell them I’ve gone…,” she said to Timur and she looked around and seeing the fire stairs made her way in, and headed to the basement.

She needed to lay low and get her head straight.

She opened a room her dad used for storage. It had a numbered key-pad.

Inside she flicked on the light and was shocked to see what she saw.

Shelves of bottles.

She looked at them. All had a liquid the consistency of lemon juice. Some had something in them that was what could be best described as looking like a thick turd. The thing… about four inches long was narrow at both ends, then thickened in the middle.

She picked up a jar and as soon as she did the thing moved.

“Shit!” she gasped, dropping it. She caught it in time.

It was alive… whatever it was.

She heard the elevator open at her level.

She rushed over and turned off the light.

Moments later the door opened and the light came back on.

Beth entered.

Elle had found some cover and she watched as Beth went over to a couch.

“Time to come out…,” Beth said seemingly talking to herself.

Beth opened her legs and moaned. She seemed to be bearing down. And then she pushed out of her vagina one of the small brown things.

She picked it up. Its end waved in the air.

“Ah, my beautiful baby!” she said “We’ll find you a new home soon…,”

She went over to the jars and taking one that had no creature inside of it she opened the lid and put the thing inside of it.

She then went over to a fridge, drew out a vial of white liquid and using an applicator she went back to the couch, legs apart and injected the sperm into her cunt.

“Ahhh!,” she smiled.

Elle kicked a stand.

Beth leaped to her feet.

“Ah, my darling!” she smiled.

Elle drew her gun. “I don’t know what the fuck you’re doing!” Elle began, almost teary-eyed. “But I’m going to put a stop to it…”

Beth laughed.

She went to another full jar and opened it.

“Do you know what this is?” she asked.

“I don’t fucking care!” Elle spat.

“It’s your new master… He will live inside of you and you will serve him and protect him and feed him…”

“You’re insane!” Elle spat.

“Come,” Beth said as she squatted and laid the thing on the floor.

The creature began inching its way towards Elle.

“What is that?”

“Your new master…,” Beth laughed. “Once it’s in you, we’ll be such good friends…”

“Make it stop!”

“Oh, I can’t do that!”

Elle fired at it and missed.

It began moving faster.

Elle fired again.

She turned and went for the door.

As she did she slipped and fell on her face.

The creature moved up between her legs and attached to her jeans. She didn’t even realise it had.

She got up, holding the gun to Beth… who had not moved… Elle had expected her too.

The creature ate through the jeans and pressed against Elle’s panties.

She suddenly felt something like a finger pressing against her labia.

She looked down.

It cut through her cotton panties and began pushing into her.

“Nooooo!” she cried. She had to drop the gun in an effort to use both hands to grab the creature.

“Make it stop,” she cried as it burrowed into her vagina.

She grabbed at its tail but it was slippery.

It pushed into her.

“Help me! Please… Help… I…. Yessss…. I comply….” Elle said now seemingly calmed.

“You and I are one…,” Beth said.

“You and I are one…,” Elle repeated.

“Come, let’s go upstairs and fuck…”

“Yesss,” Elle sighed.

Elle now hosted a parasite master inside of her.

Over-night her eye colour changed as the creature inside of her modified her to serve its needs.

Beth would seek more ‘sperm donations’ from guys so she could keep laying more parasites.

And others would be infected with her spawn…