The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Lexi was still pinching one end of the medallion’s chain between a thumb and finger; the medallion was still dangling down from the other end of it. Lexi wasn’t looking at the chain, though, even though she was still holding it. She wasn’t looking at the medallion itself, either. She was looking directly ahead of herself, to where Olivia was standing directly across her.

Olivia’s eyes had fallen shut some time ago, and they were still shut, now. But sometimes her eyelids shifted, as if her eyes were rolling to face in one direction and then the other. She looked very entranced now, which made sense, because she was still in Lexi’s trance. Knowing that filled Lexi with a great sense of satisfaction; she actually had Olivia in a trance, and Olivia had been obeying her perfectly. In that trance, Olivia had been having exactly the experience that Lexi wanted her to have. She was still having that experience now.

It didn’t hurt to keep deepening the experience for Olivia, though. Lexi readied herself to speak again. “It’s just the same as it has been since your eyes fell closed. You can’t see the medallion, but you know that it’s still glowing. You know that because the glow it emits has temperature to it; it actually has its own warmth. So you can’t see it, but you can feel it; you feel the light of the glow hitting your face like it’s sunshine on a cloudless day. And feeling the glow is the same as seeing it; you feel it bathing your place, and it’s like starting into, and like staring at the medallion. It just holds your trance in place, keeps you trapped within it.”

“I’m in a trance,” Olivia mumbled. “I’m in a trance, I’m in a trance, I’m in a trance...”

“And you’re still seeing everything happen in your mind just the way I told you it did. You came back in here, and saw that I had Victoria with me. I captured you with a trance, and questioned you. Then I started re-instructing you to adopt new beliefs that would make you more immoral; I made Victoria eat you as I did. I let you come out of the trance, and the three of us had sex. That’s the complete experience. When it reaches its end, you know you go back to the beginning and you start it over again from the beginning. I come into the room again with Victoria, and everything happens in exactly the same way.

“And you know you only believe in the experience you see happening in your mind. It’s really happening in reality. It’s what’s happening to you in your life right now; it’s what’s happening to you on this day of your life, right now. You know what you’re seeing is real. That’s why it’s so vivid. And you know your mind can hear what I’m saying, and perfectly accept it, without ever having to reflect on it. Everything I’m saying to you is getting absorbed, but none of it ever distracts you away from the experience you keep having over and over again in your mind. You even know that you can mutter things, and respond, in the room with me, without ever having to reflect on any of that either. You’re absorbing what I’m saying, and you’re sometimes responding to it, but you never notice.

“Because you know that you’re really inside your mind living out the same experience over and over until I tell you to stop. You won’t stop until I tell you to stop. But each time you start the experience over, it just feels new to you. There’s never any sense of haunting familiarity, or recognition. As you go through the experience, it leaves no echoes. Each time you start it over again, you feel as if it’s happening for the first time. And nothing else about the experience every strikes you as odd, either.

“Unlike in real life, you sometimes find you know what my thoughts are... I’ve told you what imaginary-me is thinking at those moments because I wanted you to know, and I wanted that to be part of your experience. And each time you go through the experience again, it’s always the same all the way through. So at each of those designated points, you know my thoughts from my perspective. That never seems strange to you, even though you never get to know my thoughts and perspective that way outside of trance. Within this experience, you just find that normal, never notice it.”

Olivia’s eyes shifted beneath her eyelids again, rolling to face sideways in one direction, then rolling to face sideways in the other direction. “I’m in a trance, I’m in a trance, I’m in a trance, I’m in a trance...”

Lexi knew Olivia had once again perfectly absorbed and perfectly accepted what she’d just been told.

“You’re in a trance,” Lexi said, following on Olivia’s own mumblings. It had been worth it to deepen the experience for Olivia several minutes ago; it would be worth it to do so again. “You’re in a trance, but you know what is going to happen when I eventually tell you to wake from it. You know you’ll forget everything you experienced in your mind. It will be as if it never happened at all; you’ll only coming into the room and finding me alone.

“You’ll believe what you believed before you came back in here and found me; that Victoria isn’t in the house right now. You haven’t seen her, so there’ll be no reason to believe otherwise. When you wake you will lose all memory of the experience I made you have in your mind... you won’t notice that you’ve lost any time out of your day while I had you entranced, either, and you’ll go back to believing that you and I are the only two people present in the house right now. You can feel the glow from the medallion warmly bathing your face... you’re in a trance...”

The pleasure might lead to orgasm again, Lexi thinks, and it also might not. But that won’t matter. It’s already perfect just as it is...

For a moment, Olivia felt something warm bathing her face... thought she felt her mouth moving, mouthing out, I’m in a trance I’m in a trance I’m in a trance...

But then she knew that she was standing in the shower, just having finished washing. She turned the taps to turn the shower off, then stepped out of it feeling satisfied. She felt clean and refreshed, but there was a lingering satiation inside of her still, left over from when she and Lexi had fucked, earlier.

Lexi would still be lying sprawled across the bed in the bedroom when Olivia entered again...

Victoria was dreaming something so vivid that she wondered if her dream were actually a memory. Maybe she wasn’t dreaming. Maybe she was lying down only half asleep, and maybe in that dozing state, her mind was just playing back the last thing that had happened to her before she’d started dozing... she was half-asleep, but she felt like the dream was the thing that was really happening. She felt like the dream was just reality...

Her orgasm finally ended, and as it did, she could feel that everything Lexi had taught her while she was in this trance had fully cemented in. But it seemed that Lexi wasn’t going to leave her be, because immediately Lexi said, “drop back in trance.” Victoria dropped back in trance. “And now just sit completely still where you’re straddling over me,” Lexi added. Victoria sat completely still where she was straddling over Lexi.

Lexi leaned back, and looked into Victoria’s face. Victoria stayed loose-limbed and flopped into position while Lexi scrutinized her, apparently searching for something within her expression, something her expression would be a sign of, or something her expression would give proof for.

Lexi seemed to be concentrating, reflecting very hard. Finally she spoke, her tone cautious. “Uggo,” she said. Victoria shivered with her entire body; she was in trance, so the beliefs Lexi had installed during Victoria’s previous trance were looming large in her mind. “I’m still wearing the medallion now. You want me to unravel all the new beliefs that are in your head, don’t you? You want me to use the medallion, put you in a trance, and take them all out of you. Don’t you hate belonging to Olivia? Wouldn’t you like me to put you in a trance and free you from her?”

Lexi seemed to be waiting for her answer; she had that look of focus on her face again, like she was waiting for a specific answer, for a sign, or for proof... like she was evaluating everything very carefully so she wouldn’t miss the thing she was waiting for.

All of Victoria’s lessons from her last trance were clear in her mind. That made her want to plead. “No, Lexi, please,” she begged, though without much energy. All the learning she’d done in her last trance had tired her out. It felt like her mind was working very hard on something... back where she couldn’t see. “I want you to leave all the new beliefs where they are. Don’t take them away from me! I love belonging to Olivia; don’t take that away from me, either! I don’t ever want to be freed from her. Thank you, thank you, thank you for making me more obedient. Now please don’t undo it!”

A look of relief came over Lexi’s face. Then it seemed like Lexi had loosened up a little; like she wasn’t as strictly trying to adhere to some plan anymore. Like she was just trying to enjoy herself, now. She reached up to one of Victoria’s nipples, and did seem to be enjoying herself. She pinched that nipple between thumb and finger, and pulled hard on it.

That caused Victoria a lot of pain, which also caused her a lot of pleasure. Victoria squirmed that pleasure out. Then she fell back to sitting still in her same straddling position from before.

“Uggo,” Lexi said, then. “Turn around, crawl off me, and crawl along the floor until I stop you.”

Victoria did as she’d been instructed; her second trance was still in full effect, so she complied immediately, without even thinking first. It just felt so hot to submit... it just felt so hot to obey. She crawled away from Lexi, then back toward her... then away from her again, and then back toward her.

After a few of these back-and-forths, Lexi returned herself to standing, but she still went on watching Victoria for a while longer.

Then finally, she sighed. “It would be fun to watch you crawling like this all day... but there’s more I need to do. I’ve been planning for a while to finally cement everything into you... I’ve felt that I’ve needed to do it to you... that my devotion to Olivia demanded it. But my devotion to Olivia demands other things too... I need to help Olivia reach her full potential, and I’ve got a plan for that too... if I can just catch her in a trance, then I can make her imagine a full experience that will teach her everything she needs to know in order to attain her full potential. So I can’t stay here. You can stay here, though. I don’t care what you do for the next while. Olivia’s going to need me; I’ll be busy with her. Do whatever you want, just stay out of mine and Olivia’s way for a bit.”

Lexi started walking out of the room, striding so fast it was like she’d forgotten that Victoria was even there. Once she was standing in the doorway, though, she seemed suddenly to that Victoria was in the room she herself was now exiting.

Lexi looked back over her shoulder. “Oh, and you can wake from your trance, now.”

The command seemed to cause an earthquake inside Victoria’s mind. But when she heard it, she did not become alert and open her eyes. The opposite thing was happening, though she didn’t understand why. She was becoming drowsier, not more alert. She felt like she was falling asleep... she stretched herself out on the floor, laying herself down and closing her eyes.

But then she didn’t seem to fall all the way asleep... she was only half asleep... she was just drifting along in a doze...

The same doze she was still in right now. That all must have been... what had happened... before Victoria had ended up here, in this doze... but she still didn’t seem to be waking back out of it, yet. In her dozing-state now, her mind seemed to be playing back a random fragment from even earlier in the day... like it was just doing that as part of its business while trying to process her recent past as a whole.

That fragment was just a phrase... that someone had said to her. Now it just seemed to play itself again and again in her head. When you wake up, you’ll ... when you wake up, you’ll ... mmm, that sounded like it was being spoken in Lexi’s voice... Victoria felt so restful and sleepy... she didn’t seem to be anywhere close to awakening... when you wake up, you’ll ... when you wake up, you’ll ...

Victoria finally opened her eyes. There was a memory that she hadn’t recalled before; it was just sitting there in her mind. She could feel it where it sat. She sent her awareness to it, full of curiosity.

Victoria felt the trance she was in gripping her mind. And she felt Lexi’s lips against her own as they went on kissing... and the taste of Olivia was in her mouth...

Lexi broke their kiss, and pulled back. Victoria opened her eyes to look at her; now Lexi would fix things, and make it so that what was happening was finally only about Lexi and Victoria, and nobody else. Lexi smiled at her, but the smile was a little sly. Victoria was too entranced to know how to interpret that.

“Could you taste Olivia in that kiss, Victoria?”

This was the part Victoria had not recalled before, though.

Lexi had just finished asking Victoria her question, but now the sly expression left her face. She was wearing a conflicted expression, like the ones Victoria had seen on her before this trance had started, when she’d first begged Lexi to remove Olivia’s commands.

Abruptly, as if Lexi was rushing to do it, she raised the hand holding the medallion. The medallion jumped and swung a little on the chain in response to the speed with which it had been raised up. But now Lexi was holding it directly in front of Victoria’s face.

“Open your eyes wider, and look further into it. You feel it hypnotizing you even deeper.”

Victoria found that was true.

“You’re absorbing everything I’m saying, taking it in and internalizing it, building it into the structure of your mind.”

It really felt to Victoria like she was doing that. As Lexi went on speaking, Victoria went on doing that.

“You’re doing that, but you’re forgetting what I’m saying and doing even as I’m saying and doing it.”

Victoria had no idea what Lexi had just said to her. Maybe Lexi hadn’t said anything.

“Everything is getting absorbed the way it needs to be, but your short-term memory is getting byed completely.”

Lexi seemed to steel herself; maybe after this, she would say something. She still hadn’t said anything, so far. “There’s only one way I can break Olivia’s hold over you, and end her control; only one way I can take everything she put into your mind back out. And there’s no guarantee this way will work, either, but it is our only chance, so we have to try.”

No, Lexi hadn’t said anything. Still wasn’t saying anything.

“I’m only going to be able to keep fighting... a little longer... there’s a whole plan... in my mind already. A plan for what to do with you, and after that, for what to do with Olivia. And if I follow it... you’ll be broken forever, and Olivia will be changed forever, too... and all those changes, both the ones to you and the ones to Olivia, will be irreversible once they’ve taken effect. I can only fight off my devotion for Olivia a little longer... it’s that devotion that’s demanding I follow this plan. And after this, I’m still going to have to follow it. But for just a tiny bit longer I can keep fighting...”

Lexi still hadn’t said anything. She opened her mouth now, hesitant... Victoria wondered if she was going to say something, since her mouth was open...

“I’m going to go through with my plan to break you the final time. Everything I do is going to have the effect I intend, on your surface-level... and your surface-level is all you’ll be aware of. But underneath, the inverted thing will be happening: on the surface, as each part of you is broken down more and more, underneath you’ll become built up more and more. And when I end your first trance, you’ll have an orgasm which seems to seal everything in, but really it will obliterate all of Olivia’s commands forever.

“I’ll still put you in a second trance right away, though... your mind is going to need a little extra time to fix things. Then at the end of your second trance, you’ll curl up and doze for a while... as your mind finishes fixing the last few things... after that, you won’t be under Olivia’s control any longer. You’ll be completely free and autonomous again. When you wake up, you’ll .”

As the Victoria who dozed, she recognized the half-ed dream... when you wake up, you’ll ... being spoken to her in Lexi’s voice...

As the Victoria who was really facing Lexi right now in the present moment, she understood that Lexi had just stood there with her mouth open instead of speaking, hadn’t said anything, after all.

“You’ll , and you’ll be completely free. But you need to do something first, Victoria. You need to do it quickly. If I that I’ve given you this command then when my resistance gives out, the way it’s going to at any moment, I’ll immediately undo the command, and the irreversible changes will still happen to you. So I need to forget that I’ve commanded you. That way your mind will do everything I said, and I won’t I ever said it, so I won’t be able to stop it. Then you’ll be free once your second trance is over. This is the only chance we’ll ever have...

“But you need to a little more than what I just said, too. If you just do that, that will save you from undergoing irreversible changes, but it won’t save Olivia. So I need to internalize a command that will undercut everything else I put Olivia through when I follow through on my plan for her... that way you’ll both be saved from undergoing irreversible changes.”

Lexi lowered her hand, and pushed the medallion’s chain into Victoria’s hand, manipulating Victoria’s fingers to form a fist around it. Then she guided Victoria to raise the medallion.

Victoria was holding the medallion up with her hand. She didn’t know how she’d gotten it, and didn’t raising her hand.

“When I say, ‘go,’ you’ll hypnotize me with the medallion, Victoria. And tell me to forget everything I did after I broke our kiss. Then you’ll tell me to say, ‘I understand now,’ when my mind has forgotten. And you’ll tell me that, while I’m hypnotizing Olivia and making her imagine the experience I’m describing to her... that... she knows what will happen when her trance is over, that she’ll forget everything she ever experience in her mind. That it will be as if it never happened at all. That she’ll only coming back into the bedroom by herself... you’ll tell me to say ‘I understand now’ again, once my mind has internalized that command.

“After you tell me all that, you’ll tell me to forget you hypnotized me once my trance is over. And then you’ll the medallion back to my hand, and tell me to wake. When you hear yourself say, ‘wake,’ you’ll also believe I’ve only just broken our kiss. You won’t need to deliberately forget anything, though. You’ve still been forgetting everything I’m saying and doing as I’ve been saying and doing it. Everything that’s gone right past your short-term memory has gone directly into the structure of your mind... so all the inverse of what seems to be happening on the surface during your first trance... will be happening underneath at the same time.

“Everything will be fixing itself, and when you finally wake up from your second trance, you’ll be free. And I’ll have the right command in my mind... that will keep the experience I plan to put Olivia through... from changing her irreversibly. It will be like it never happened, instead. It won’t change her at all. You’ll both be saved... from undergoing the irreversible changes... my devotion is going to try and force me to bring about. Go.”

Victoria held the medallion up, forcing the teal-glow to beam at Lexi’s face. “You’re falling into trance, Lexi,” Victoria felt like she might have just said something... but she didn’t saying anything, so she probably hadn’t. “You’re becoming hypnotized. You’ve fallen into trance for this medallion so many times; it just feels natural. You can’t fight it. You’re falling into trance. You’ve fallen. You’re hypnotized now.”

Lexi eyes looked wide with trance. Victoria didn’t know why... it must just have been from the glow of the medallion. Victoria herself certainly hadn’t done anything to bring Lexi’s trance about.

“Forget, now, that you did do everything you did after breaking our kiss. Say ‘I understand now’ when your mind has completed its forgetting.”

A beat of silence ed. Victoria didn’t what had happened before that silence, anymore. She didn’t think anything had happened before it.

“...I understand now,” Lexi said, finally. Lexi hadn’t said anything. The two of them were both standing here in silence.

“While you’re hypnotizing Olivia, and making her imagine the experience you describe to you, you’ll tell her that she knows what’s going to happen when her trance is over. You’ll tell her she’ll forget everything she ever experienced in her mind, that it will be as if the entire experience had never happened at all. She’ll only coming back into the bedroom by herself. Say ‘I understand now’ once your mind has internalized this command.”

“...I understand now.” Lexi hadn’t still hadn’t said anything. Maybe she wasn’t ever going to say anything.

“When I say ‘wake,’ and end your trance, you’ll forget that I ever had you in a trance. You’ll believe you’ve just broken our kiss.”

Lexi was still standing ive, but now Victoria ed the medallion’s chain back into her hand. It dangled loosely from Lexi’s fingers. Lexi was still holding the medallion, just as she had been all along.

Victoria was standing in front of Lexi just as she had been all along. “Wake,” she said.

Lexi had just broken their kiss. Victoria opened her eyes to look at her; now Lexi would fix things, and make it so that what was happening was finally only about Lexi and Victoria, and nobody else.

Lexi smiled at her, but the smile was a little sly. Victoria was too entranced to know how to interpret that. “Could you taste Olivia in that kiss, Victoria?”

Victoria nodded slowly, because it took a lot of effort to do anything while as entranced as she was...

Victoria knew exactly where she was: she was lying on the floor of the guest-room she had pulled Lexi into with her when Olivia had left to take a shower. But she was awake now; finally awake. Her second trance had ended, and her post-trance doze had also ended. Her mind had finished fixing everything, just as Lexi had told her it would. She could that... everything Lexi had said and done, which she had forgotten in each moment of Lexi saying and doing. But she could now, because her mind had fixed itself, and it was settled in a better form, now.

She didn’t move to get up off of the floor, yet; her mind was going over and over what she’d been dozing over. She ed her first trance... she ed the brief interlude at the beginning of it, which in the end had been what had saved her... and she ed her second trance, ed straddling Lexi’s lap and crawling back and forth across the floor of the room... she ed falling into the doze... she ed dozing... she ed everything! This was what it was like to be clearheaded; that was so different from the perpetual trance-haze Lexi and Olivia had kept her in for months.

She ed everything... her mind lingered on the second trance which had followed the first. She ed straddling over Lexi’s lap...

“Wouldn’t you like me to put you in a trance and free you from her?” Lexi asked Victoria of Olivia’s control.

But as the one ing, the Victoria in the guest-room shook her head. Lexi had said that, but Victoria had already been free of Olivia’s control, then... it was just that neither of them had known it... because of the mutual hypnosis they’d done to each other.

“I want you to leave all the new beliefs where they are,” Victoria had said to Lexi... but when she’d said that, all those beliefs had already been removed from her: she simply hadn’t realized it then.

“Don’t take them away from me,” she had begged, but they had already been taken from her... why was she so stuck on this point? It was like she was grieving what she’d lost. Did she really wish that all those beliefs had remained in place? She ed what that state of seemingly-permanent obedience had been like, and what it had been like when she had believed she was operating inside and would, for the rest of her life.

She ed... Lexi had planned to break her, and she really had seemed to be broken. If not for the protective measure Lexi had taken before breaking her, the break would have been as permanent as it had seemed. And Victoria would have been like that... just a completely will-less slave who was going to stay that way forever, and even worse, wanted to!

She ed what it had felt like... to be that much without autonomy, and to be that pathetic. And if all the installed beliefs had still been in her mind she would have wanted to go back to that, would have genuinely been sad it was over. As it was, though, she still felt... oddly about it. For months she had been Lexi and Olivia’s slave, and that had been such an intensive, nonstop 24-hours-a-day experience that now slavery was what felt familiar to her, what felt safe. So in her mind she was relieved to have her freedom, but on a more instinctive emotional level she felt... drawn to go back to similar things and situations again. Like she needed the past to start happening it again; less consciously, wanted it to.

It did make her shiver to think of what would have happened, what the rest of her life would have been like if that seemingly-permanent state of obedience had actually been cemented in forever. It would have been horrible; she would have been trapped forever. She didn’t care how pleasurable it also would have been; she wasn’t biased by the control of another anymore, she could weight the importance of pleasure appropriately now, and in cases like this one, determine it was less important than something else. That future would have been pleasurable for her, but it would also have been terrible. She might not have been able to recognize it as terrible if she had actually gotten trapped into living inside it, but it still would have been terrible, even if she had not been able to recognize it as terrible.

She likely wouldn’t have been able to recognize that future as terrible while inside it. Probably being a subjugated slave would have felt comfortable and familiar to her, normal, because of how many months she had spent being treated badly. And being a permanently-subjugated slave would have been in line with the expectations she had formed while having the part of that experience that she’d had time to have.

She had been a subjugated slave, just not a permanently subjugated one, because Lexi had spared her that, stopped that from happening. While she had been a subjugated slave, though, the experience of being one had felt infinite, so she had assumed it would go on forever and ever and never end. And if she had ended up permanently subjugated, then that assumption would have been proved true.

Her experience of subjugated slavery was over now. And from this point forward, she would be free. But now that she was free, everything was going to be different than she’d expected. None of her assumptions would prove true. Everything would be unfamiliar, would feel abnormal... which would make her feel uncomfortable. She wasn’t sure she’d have chosen the horrible experience just because she would have recognized and understood it, but... she did wonder.

She still felt inclined to be pensive, so she rolled over on her stomach. She lay one hand over the other, her elbows out in parallel so that her arms formed a perfect straight-across line. Then she lowered her forehead to the back of one hand, and closed her eyes again.

Her mind had wandered to other places now, moving past that last memory from before she’d started dozing. She found herself thinking... of how spoiled she had been as a child. Even at that age, she had always wanted her own way and had done exactly what she wanted, never caring what the consequences would be or who might be hurt. She hadn’t felt any guilt about that, either, and she had been good at simpering and manipulating, so no one had ever caught that tendency and corrected it at that age.

So she had still been that way as an adolescent, but since she’d been slightly more mature, she’d been even more skillful at simpering and manipulating. No one had caught her when she’d done either as a child, and no one had caught her when she’d done that as an adolescent. She’d always gotten away with it, and even in those teenage years, she’d continued getting away with it. So she had wrought chaos and hurt people, but she had never been caught or held able for that, because she had talked herself out of every situation, and gotten every would-be confronter all turned around and confused.

She could see now that getting away with that for so many years had only emboldened her. Probably if she could have been stopped younger, she wouldn’t have gone on pursuing that behavior. But she hadn’t been caught, so she’d kept doing it, and gotten more and more bold about it. The longer she’d gone without facing a consequence, the more she’d become convinced she was entitled to do just as she wanted. In some sense, even though she had gotten older, she had went on behaving like the same spoiled child, not caring about consequence and finding a thrill in the fact that she could get away with hurting people and manipulating everyone into overlooking it.

It seemed to her now that she had been heartless, completely without care for the feelings or wellbeing of others. There hadn’t been any kind of emotional care for that at all, but there hadn’t been any intellectual care for it either, an understanding that, though she didn’t feel anything one way or the other, it would still be better to treat people decently because it was likely to give her better outcomes, or because that was the kind of person she wanted to be. She hadn’t cared about being a good person; her skills of manipulation had made it easy for her to craft ideal narratives about herself and jockey for good reputational standing, and that had been enough for her.

So by the time she had made it to college, she had been quite a piece of work. Image and reputation obsessed, with the skills necessary to get people believing her and thinking what she wanted them to think, while behind that having the same heartless uncaring drive, the same childish spoiledness and entitlement.

Given that she’d been like that, it had probably been inevitable that someone like Olivia was going to end up getting hurt. And then she had been terrible, like she had been terrible to so many others by then... but even once college had ended and she had been a fully independent adult, she had gone on ruining lives and hurting people. She’d felt entitled to do it each time, had been the spoiled child taking what she thought she was entitled to, each time. She’d never once felt any guilt.

Even once she had been married, and cheating on Lexi, even once she had seen the pain that was causing Lexi, she still hadn’t felt sorry. She certainly hadn’t felt sorry enough to stop doing it.

She’d done so much wrong, and had hurt so many... but what she’d done to Lexi was particularly lingering in mind for her, now. Generally, the people she had hurt had been strangers or acquaintances, people she hadn’t known well or cared about to begin with. That had made it easy to use and discard them as necessary.

But Lexi had been the woman she had loved most in the world; even as she’d been hurting Lexi in the way she had, she had been thinking of her as the woman she loved most in the world. And still she had done so much to hurt her... that was different than hurting a stranger or an acquaintance. She had never thought of Lexi as disposable in the way she had thought of other people as disposable, and yet she had hurt Lexi as badly as everyone she had considered disposable.

Maybe she had hurt Lexi slightly worse... with everyone else Victoria had hurt, she had only hurt them once and then left their life. Yes, sometimes that one-time hurt had still been life-ruining to the point its effects had lingered... but she had re-wounded Lexi emotionally over and over and over again. She’d hurt her countless times, instead of just once. She didn’t know if constant re-wounding was worse than a one-time life-ruining... but the two things must at least be equivalent.

She wasn’t sure exactly what it was... if it had been hearing Olivia remind her all those weeks of what she had done in college, or if it had been hearing, from both Lexi and Olivia, how much harm she had caused to other people and how much she deserved to be punished for that, but somewhere in all that, something had made an impression on her. It had made a deep impression on her, had reached down beneath all control and all commands, had reached past the slave-identity she had taken on to her true-identity, and had made an impression there.

So now that that slave-identity had fallen away like a chrysalis, that impression remained. She had heard Lexi and Olivia each time they had told her, had it heard when they’d described the pain she’d caused, the destruction she had left in her trail... and maybe that was why, now, she felt sorry. She felt guilt. She had been terrible, and Lexi and Olivia had been completely right every time. She had hurt a lot of people, many more people than just the two of them... and now she found she only felt grateful for the way she had been punished.

That wasn’t a lingering slave-response, either. As the fully autonomous and free person she now was, she did sincerely feel grateful... being brought down to such a low level had finally taught her to stop being entitled and callous. It had finally taught her to care about the wellbeing of others, and it had finally taught her to feel remorse. And though she had lost things in the course of that punishment, had lost her attractive body and had lost all her money, that seemed fair to her, now. She had stripped a lot of other people of a lot more. And she had not been publicly ruined; she’d done that to Olivia, but Olivia hadn’t even done that back to her. Olivia had been more merciful in that way than she herself had been.

Still, she was grateful to be free. That learning of remorse and consideration had been happening below her slave-identity, in her true-identity, but it had all been behind ice. She’d had no access to it... and she hadn’t been able to take any of those lessons and act on them either, because her slave-identity had been taking up all of the space. And all of that learning would have been moot, if Lexi had broken her permanently. Her true-identity would have dissolved and ceased to exist, and all the learning with it. It was only because Lexi had helped her to shed that slave-identity that everything which had been underneath had had a chance to bubble up and take its turn filling the space inside.

And now that she was autonomous, and could act on the lessons she had learned... she wanted to. She wanted to make things better...

That dredged up that heavy feeling of remorse again. Which immediately stressed her out: she felt very small in the face of all she had done, felt daunted and overwhelmed by it. She would never be able to undo all she’d done, and she had done so much to so many that she’d never be able to make it up to very single person that she had negatively impacted.

The reward for now caring about others and regretting her own behavior was a bitter one, but it was all there was to drink. Reg herself to that and drinking it showed how far she had come, actually. This was what a remorseful and considerate person would do: they would change themselves for the better without expecting anyone else to notice, or to praise them for doing it. It was that old image-obsessed side of her, and that old entitled side of her, that insisted she should be given a reward for improving herself. Listening to both those sides of herself had been what had made her so bad to begin with...

Now the image-obsessed side of her still wanted to make her look good. And the entitled side wanted constant enjoyment and satisfaction like it always had, didn’t care who it had to go through to get them. So if she did focus on bettering herself... while accepting that no one was going to care she was doing it and that no one was going to give her a slap on the back... that would be like she had finally defeated those two sides of herself, and stopped listening to them.

She would better herself, and that would be hard work no one would congratulate her on. But she’d still do it, and wouldn’t care about accolades. Because she wanted to be better now. She wanted to show consideration to everyone who crossed her path. She would. And she would try to make things up to Lexi, too. She would try to be the wife Lexi deserved, the wife Lexi had always deserved.

Something else she’d said to Lexi while in her second trance was bothering her, though. “I love belonging to Olivia,” she had told her... and that had been true. Not just true in her slave-identity, but true in her true-identity beneath that as well. And she wasn’t sure what she ought to do with that... she had been stuck in her slave-identity but certain things had been making a deeper impression, below.

The reminders of the wrong she’d done had stirred her remorse... but all the subjugation she’d been through had stirred... submission. She wondered now if that had been lying dormant in her all the time, wondered if she had always been someone who was destined to enjoy submitting to others. She had never done it much in the life she’d had before... but she was sure now that she did enjoy submitting, so she didn’t entirely want that to stop... she liked the thought of keeping her freedom and still submitting when she wanted to.

She was sure, too, that her feelings for Olivia had not all been artificial. Some of what had happened between her and Olivia had made a deeper impression on her true-identity, too. She did genuinely like her... maybe she even genuinely loved her... so she didn’t want Olivia to leave her life, either. If she could somehow keep Olivia in her life... if she could shower love and good treatment on both Lexi and Olivia... she had enough room in her heart for both of them, and it really would make her happy to keep them both around.

And there was the remorse again. She wasn’t sure deserved anything good after all she’d done. But it wasn’t going to help anything to sit around paralyzed by self-pity; it wouldn’t benefit anyone in her life or anyone who crossed her path, either. The only thing she could do was move forward. And then it would be up to Lexi and Olivia if they wanted her in their lives. If they decided they did, she would have to respect that decision. Arguing they’d been wrong to make it certainly wouldn’t change anything for the better.

She had spent long enough plumbing the depths of her soul. She raised her forehead from the back of her hand, then moved her hands so she could use them to push her upper-body off of the floor. Once she had gotten herself that high, she got her legs under her and stood the rest of the way. She should go find Lexi and Olivia now; then they could decide if they wanted her in their lives.

Olivia had just come back into the bedroom, and found Lexi by herself in it. Lexi wasn’t where Olivia had left her, sprawled out on the bed. And she wasn’t as Olivia had expected to find her, blissed out and in a position that made her easily fuckable. She was just... standing.

That was Olivia’s medallion, and she wanted it back... but at least it was just her and Lexi here. The two of them were alone in the house, and Olivia was sure she would be able to convince Lexi to hand the medallion back over, again.

But just then, the door to the hallway opened, and Victoria entered through it. So she and Lexi weren’t alone in the house with each other, after all! She’d been wrong about that, but she didn’t waste any time blaming herself. She simply hadn’t known Victoria was here, hadn’t known at all. There had been nothing to indicate that she was.

Victoria walked over to Lexi. She did not reach for the chain of the medallion, but for the medallion itself. With one hand, she lifted it before Lexi’s face, but didn’t lift it up any higher than that, clearly wasn’t trying to take it off of Lexi’s neck just now. She just held the medallion where it was, and Lexi was looking at it, had just instinctively looked at it, so she saw when the medallion glowed teal. She stared into it, her eyes widening.

“Lexi,” Victoria said to her. “You can how you helped me, if you want; can everything about how you helped me, if you want.” Lexi’s focused expression didn’t waver, and Lexi didn’t respond. Victoria didn’t say anything else to her, either. She went back to raising the medallion higher, bringing it up farther than it had ever come until she had lifted the chain from around Lexi’s neck, and she was just holding the medallion in her hand.

Clearly something had happened between Lexi and Victoria, something Olivia hadn’t known anything about. That made Olivia anxious, because of the fact it was unknown to her.

She was anxious for more reason than one; Victoria was the one in possession of the medallion now, and Victoria seemed to be... different. Different was unpredictable, perhaps ungovernable. So this different Victoria was probably the last person Olivia would have wanted to see in possession of the medallion.

But maybe Olivia’s fear was lying to her, and Victoria was exactly the same as she always had been. That would mean she was very governable... so if Olivia commanded her now, there shouldn’t be any issue.

“Victoria,” Olivia said, sternly. “Into trance, right now.”

Victoria blinked, and then shook her head. The look in her eyes looked very alert, which shouldn’t have been the case at all. She was supposed to be in trance; was supposed to be weak and receptive and helpful. She hadn’t dropped into trance when told, and she had shaken her head, actually denying Olivia what she had asked for.

“What happens when I tell you what to do, Victoria?” She prompted her.

“Nothing,” Victoria said, stunning Olivia again. “You can go combing through me for every command you’ve ever given me; you’ll find that every single one of them is now gone. I’ve been freed from all you’ve told me. I’m an autonomous person again.”

Olivia was inclined to believe her; this explanation ed for the odd difference that she had about her, and beyond that, Olivia had now twice tried to influence her fairly directly, and both times it had failed to work.

“How did you free yourself from it?” Olivia asked, a hint of outrage to her tone. She was mad... a lot of work had gone into the restructuring she’d done inside of Victoria, and it seemed now that all that work had been bulldozed without warning.

There was maybe another emotion behind the anger, which the anger was shielding... that emotion might have been depressive sadness.

She’d planned so carefully and then worked so hard... and it had seemed like everything was working as it should. Everything had been ideal... Victoria had been responding just as Olivia had intended for her to. She had been suffering all the punishment she deserved to... but now it had all been undone.

And Victoria had the medallion. Maybe she would want revenge, now.

“I ,” Lexi cut in. “I ... I gave Victoria a command that could unravel everything that was in her mind... then I made her make me forget that I made it... and now everything has come unraveled...”

“Fine,” Olivia snapped. “It’s all come unraveled. But it doesn’t matter... even if you’re autonomous now, I’m sure you what it felt like to be under my control. You enjoyed it... and you weren’t only enjoying it because I told you to. So give the medallion back to me... I can fix what Lexi did to you. I can get you back to the state you were in. You want to be under my control again, I’m sure you do. Just give me the medallion back, and I’ll fix everything...”

She wouldn’t fully let herself dwell on the fear that Victoria did actually want revenge.

Victoria just shook her head again, in the same determined way. “I don’t want to go back to being a pet or a slave or a punching-bag. I want to have a sincere relationship with you and Lexi. If you’d both have me, I’d be thrilled for the three of us all to be in one relationship together. Of course I want to go on loving Lexi, like I have for so long... but underneath the slavedom, which unraveled out of me, I came to love you too, Olivia, through everything we did together. And you’re right. I did enjoy being under your control; that response came from me, not just from the slave I was reshaped into. Because I like to submit. It would be fun to submit that way again, to you or Lexi, or to the two of you at once. But it would be most fun if that submission were a choice... I don’t want to be re-enslaved. I want a genuine relationship with you both instead.”

At least Victoria didn’t want to seek revenge... but Victoria actually was interested in seeking had left Olivia completely speechless. She really didn’t feel like she could trust Victoria... and she really wasn’t sure if doing as Victoria had suggested would be a good idea.

Victoria sensed her hesitation. She put the chain of the medallion around her own neck, but the medallion itself only came to rest against the center of her chest; it didn’t do anything else. And Victoria walked closer, until she was standing exactly in front of Olivia. “I’m more freely and more fully myself,” Victoria said. “But I am still the same Victoria. I have all the sex-skills I learned with so many lovers... I know what I’m doing. You know that I know what I’m doing... you’ve had sex with me enough times to know. And I can use those sex-skills on you again... just ... how it’s been, some of the times that we have had sex.”

Olivia was hostile to Victoria’s goal, and really didn’t want to be softened up to it at all. And so she didn’t want to Victoria’s sex-skills... didn’t want to how good Victoria was at using her tongue... or her fingers... or how pleasurably she was able to move her body as a whole...

Damn it, she was ing Victoria’s sex-skills...

Victoria took Olivia’s face in both of her hands. “You know I can make you feel good,” Victoria said, softly. “And you know that sex with me will feel good. Just let me make you feel good... tell me I can kiss you...”

The only thought in Olivia’s head was the thought that Victoria was equally good at using her lips and tongue in kisses as she was at using them in other things. She shouldn’t be thinking things that tempted her, things that made her lust. But when she had been taking her shower just a few minutes ago, she had started to feel like she wanted to have sex again... at the time she had thought she’d be having it with Lexi, but she wanted to have sex again, period. That desire hadn’t gone anywhere... and Victoria was making the prospect of having sex with her incredibly desirable.

“You can kiss me,” Olivia breathed.

Victoria’s lips were against hers immediately, and as soon as they were, Olivia found herself all the things that were her favorite about the way Victoria kissed. The way she made little pulls with her lips, the way she came into each kiss from a slightly new angle, the ways she so smoothly and deftly moved her tongue. She teased forward with it, teasing Olivia to unclasp her lips, and then sought Olivia’s tongue with her own. Then, against it, moved her tongue as smoothly and deftly.

Victoria broke the kiss, dropping her hands from Olivia’s face to rest on her shoulders. Then she kissed her way up Olivia’s cheek. When she was near to it, she murmured into Olivia’s ear.

“You’re letting me make you feel good, and that’s good. You’re letting me love you physically, and that’s good too. You should keep letting me make you feel good physically, because you deserve to feel good. You’re so special that you deserve to feel good. But if you and I and Lexi are all in one relationship together, then I can make you feel good emotionally too... I can take care of you and adore you and shower love on you in the same way I’m going to do it to Lexi... if you just let me... you should let me make you feel good that way, too.

“You don’t have to worry... you can trust me. I know how special you are. I know someone as special as you deserves to be taken good care of. Lexi’s special, also; I’d make sure I was taking just as good care of her as I was of you. I would never take either one of you for granted... if you both gave me the chance to love you, I’d never forget how lucky I was, and I’d never stop showering gratitude on you both. I would make sure I was doing everything I could to make you both happy.... if you both let me love you, the three of us together could be so happy...”

It was an alluring picture of a potential future... Olivia found even found herself wanting it. But this was still Victoria... no matter what she said, Olivia still wasn’t sure she could be trusted. She was painting such a lovely picture, though... Olivia did wish she could go along with Victoria now. But she still just didn’t feel like she could.

Victoria’s mouth was still hovering near Olivia’s ear, but her hands weren’t on Olivia’s shoulders, anymore. They had traced down her chest, and each one was on a breast, squeezing and rolling it...

Olivia’s breasts were so big and full that it really felt good to have them handled in this way...

And Victoria was still speaking as she played with Olivia’s breasts.

“I just want to make you both happy... I love you both so much I just want you to be happy. I want to do whatever I can to make that happen... I want to be a part of your happiness... making you both happy would make me very happy. And I know there would be challenges, I know there would be communicating to do, and negotiating, and I know to someone else that might sound like a lot of work they didn’t want to do, but I would just be so thrilled to be in a relationship with you both that I’d be excited to do everything it took to keep that relationship healthy.

“I’d want to hear you out when you had concerns... I’d want to listen when you felt you had needs that were going unmet. That would take effort, but none of it would be a chore to me. I would find it all so, so worthwhile, because it would be a part of the larger experience I wanted to have. And I would always just be so, so grateful I was getting to have that experience... that I’d never even care about how much effort I was having to put in.”

One of Victoria’s hands was still on one breast, and she was still squeezing and rolling it in that satisfying, coaxing, convincing way... but Victoria’s other hand had trailed down to Olivia’s ass, and she was squeezing and rolling one of Olivia’s asscheeks as she kept simultaneously doing that to Olivia’s one breast.

“We’d all have such a wonderful time together,” Victoria said now... she kept rolling what she had hold of in each hand. Olivia’s body kept responding more and more... lifting her up to higher and higher heights her pleasure. Victoria knew how to do all this so well, amazingly well, and she was giving Olivia all the benefit of that, right now. “You can see that we’d all have a wonderful time together, can’t you? Me and you and Lexi, always together, all the time... just sharing the love we all have for each, spending enjoyable time together, making good memories... and sharing in wonderful lovemaking too, when we were in the mood for that. You can see how nice it would be... and I’d just heap adoration on you both every chance I had. Just trust me... it would all be exactly like I’m saying it would. And that would be so great... I would love that... Lexi would love that... and I think you would love that too.”

The hand that had been rolling one asscheek let go, and came around to the front of Olivia’s body. Now Victoria was giving Olivia the benefit of all her experience by touching her pussy. With one hand, she kept rolling Olivia’s breast, but now with the other she stroked her fingers teasingly through the arousal which had now coated the length of Olivia’s slit. Olivia shivered at every drag of Victoria’s fingers... Victoria was giving her the benefit of her experience and skill here now... and now, as Victoria slipped two fingers inside Olivia’s pussy, she was giving her the benefit of everything there...

Then she was pumping her fingers in and out of Olivia, driving her toward a quick and easy pleasure-peak. The reason it was coming up on Olivia so fast was because of how much Victoria had worked her up already, and how well she’d done all along.

Victoria kept fucking her pussy by hand, though, while continuing to roll her breast with the other, continuing to layer pleasure over pleasure.

Olivia’s body began to shudder. She was starting to orgasm now, but she hadn’t yet reached the crest of that orgasm... she rode the wave up, but she still hadn’t reached the highest point. It was like everything Victoria did to her was another pleasure to sample... or every touch was a new pleasure to sample... so one pleasure layered over another and another...

“I’m making this as good for you as I am because I love you,” Victoria said. “My love for you is what’s motivating me. And if we were all in a relationship, I know I would be falling more and more deeply in love with both you and Lexi every day. Then that would all come out in our lovemaking... so that would keep getting better and better, too. Everything would just keep getting better and better, in all aspects of our lives. It would be so good... if we could just all be together.”

Olivia thought she believed her now. And she reached the crest of her orgasm; then she was shaking violently. Victoria let go of her breast and wrapped an arm around behind her, holding her tight as Olivia shuddered her way through the orgasm. She kept her hand inside of her the whole time too, giving her something to clench on again and again.

Eventually, a looseness descended through Olivia’s body. Reading this cue clearly, Victoria withdrew her hand from Olivia’s pussy, and released Olivia from her embrace.

Olivia stood there breathing for a moment, feeling winded. The pleasure had so satisfied her that now she felt very calm. Finally she said, “Alright. The three of us can be in a relationship together.”

A beaming smile overtook Victoria’s face; she looked overjoyed. She clapped her hands together. “Oh, I’m so glad! I have so much love to give you both... I’m so glad I’ll be given the chance to do so.”

Lexi, who had been watching them, came over to stand with them. They all shared kisses and words of love, changing kissing partners and rotating around the triangle endlessly. And inside, Olivia was only glad to have made the decision she’d made.