Mind-Control

Author's Note: This is an extreme, filthy story written in the real world where, I hope, nothing even close to the scenario could happen to a person. It involves a life changing scenario with an unwitting participant - Sara - Who is studied to see how much control she could be subject to over a long period if time, while preforming a disgusting and repetitive task. It’s my first story on this site but I’ve been published elsewhere… with less over the top themes. This story was inspired by ’toilet trained’ by an author called archaic ragnarok and I honestly thought it would never see the light of day until I recently had an surge of motivation to finish it after over 4 years in the making. ...

Author's Note: This is an ongoing series. Chapter 1 Almost 200 years had passed since Abraham Lincoln issued his Emancipation Proclamation in 1863, freeing the slaves. But today slavery was alive and well in the United States. If you had the money you could buy any kind of slave you wanted and that person belonged to you and you could do whatever you wanted with them. It said so right there in the sales contract. ...

Author's Note: Nearly all of us have this one dark fantasy we lust about from time to time. However, we do not really know if we ever want to experience it. This is my dark fantasy. Enjoy! And please remind that my mother-tongue in German. Thank you! My birthday was approaching and my girlfriend lover, who is also my Mistress, ordered me to take a one weeks holiday. She gave no further explanations on this, but as a well-behaving slave-girl I did not ask questions. But by the connection with my birthday I mused that I would be in for a very big surprise. ...

Author's Note: The old truth applies: Be careful what you ask for… This is not (quite) a true story, but it is one that could happen and most parts of it has actually happened. It has the element of consent in it, but from the perspective that consent is given once and can’t then be withdrawn until terms have been met. Where the story references real events, names have been changed to protect the (not so) innocent. ...

Author's Note: Expands a sentence from my long story ‘The Sissy Bargain’ right after I sign a contract where Satan helps people pick boys or girls: beginner homosexuality training. Mall I’m Brandon, penniless but I just signed a blood contract with Satan to fix that. The contract: no hitting on new women (it is fine if the girls approach me), no talking to old flings, free money. Satan and I were finishing and it was time to go home. I think his goal is make men sissies or Betas. Luckily I’ve always had lots of dates and girls so no worries. Signing went good and my advocate Rachel left. ...

Author's Note: Please feel free to split it up into the chapters. I have previously put this up on the “Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive” (EMCSA). I’m not sure if that means you want to publish on your site or not, but I thought I’d give you the choice. Chapter 1 - Inception Layla danced as though the music had taken over her soul. Her half-naked body gleamed with sweat as she writhed in time with the beat. Joe watched, rapt, as she danced in front of him. ...

Part 1 It was quarter to 12. The door bell rang and she got up and went to the door. It was her friend Carmen. Carmen was there to pick her up. They were going to a movie after lunch. She said." We can’t go yet. I have to feed my brother." Carmen looked at her. “You’ve got to be kidding me.” She said. “No.” Stephanie said grinning. “It’s not quite what you think.” ...

Author's Note: Mistress to the rich and shameless has her world turned upside down by a Lesbian street urchin. Once again I woke up screaming and in a cold sweat, the thin gown clinging to my pain ravaged body. And as before the nurse rushed in to sedate me and hold my hand until I calmed down. A tearful drama repeated several times so far. The needle pierced my arm and she held me tightly as I cry incoherently in her arms. “Oh Jessica” she would whisper as I cried silently in her hair, “Its ok I’m here baby.” ...

“Oh come on Rebecca, it will be fun!” stated Katie to her good friend as they stood outside an adult fetish shop. Rebecca just gave her friend a questioning look. “Oh come on, don’t tell me you won’t find it fun looking and laughing at all the kinky things in there!” Katie said as she grabbed her friend’s hand and dragged her through the door. As they entered the store the strong aroma of leather in the air assailed their noses and they quickly noticed the different clothes, shoes, and toys that were available. ...

Author's Note: I sincerely hope you enjoy this story. If you’d like to know more about my writing, directing and storytelling in the mediums of Science Fiction, Fantasy, Erotica and Absurd Humor … Please look me up at www.pup-stc.com Before allowing Angelika to leave his apartment, Sam had dressed his slave doll in a white cashmere baby doll sweater and a tartan skirt that barely covered the tops of her white fishnet stockings. The nature of her outfit made it necessary for the girl to be incredibly cautious and take very small steps as they walked from his car to the elevator and then from the elevator to the Doctor’s office. Even though Sam has her wearing what he refers to as “fuck me mules” that have five inch heels and offer almost no ankle support, Angelika hasn’t dared sit down at any time during their consultation with the plastic surgeon. Allowing the tips of her garters to be seen by anyone other than Sam would be cause for her Master to keep Angelika severely restrained and in total darkness, completely isolated in the apartment’s hot and stuffy storage closet for at least 24 hours. ...