The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

We came home drunk. All of us. Drunk and high from some cocaine that Kali had scored. She had us snort it backstage. It was my first time using an illegal substance. It made me horny and I ate Dana on the way home in the back of the cab. Dana smirked and never took her heavily-lidded eyes off the cabdriver, who watched us through the rear view mirror. Kali urged us on, telling us how hot and sick it was for me to be eating out my own daughter.

We’d get the car tomorrow.

We crashed through the front door, giggling and stumbling our way to the couch. We had left the front blinds open and the full moon was filling the living room with a beautiful, silvery light. No need for lamps.

“What a night!” Kali slurred. “What a wild night!”

“Daaaaaddeeeee,” Dana sighed, rubbing my cock through my pants. “Would you fuck me now? I’m sooooo horny!”

I started to say yes, but Kali suddenly spat out. “No, he’s fucking me, bitch. And you’re going to watch!”

“Daddy, no,” Dana pleaded. “I couldn’t bear to watch you with someone else. I love you. Daddy, please!”

Kali’s hand shot out and slapped Dana across the face, drawing blood with her long, sharp nails. “Shut up, bitch! Go get two more beers! And make it fast.”

Dana held the side of her face as her eyes shot daggers at Kali. Still, she said nothing and walked into the kitchen.

“Kali,” I snapped, “that was uncalled for.” I wanted to shove the little bitch out the door; tell her to leave us alone forever. But I couldn’t do it for some reason.

“Your problem,” Kali observed, “is that you haven’t had a beer in awhile.” Dana was back and handed two open longnecks to Kali, who handed one to each of us. “Drink up, Shermans.”

I didn’t want to. My head had slowly been clearing over the last couple of hours and I could see what was happening. I still felt the way Kali had told me to feel about certain things. Apparently that was set in stone, even without the drug clouding my judgment, but I wasn’t as keen to let her do more to my mind. Still, Dana and I both accepted the beers and drank them as instructed.

As soon as I had swallowed the first, big gulp, my vision tilted again, the way it had been doing to me for the last two days and I realized that I had actually gotten high on the drug Kali had given us. Between the beer and the tea, Dana and I had been kept flying and in a constant state of suggestibility. Or something. Whatever it was, I felt it again. I was laid back and oh so agreeable.

Kali looked back and forth between Dana and me and smirked. “That’s better.” She grabbed Dana by the chin, as she had Dr. Newhart, and forced my daughter’s lightly-bleeding, now blank face to look at her. “Now, bitch, it’s time you learned a lesson for being so uppity.”

She looked back at me. “Paul, you’re horny. Real horny. I make you horny, remember?”

I was. My cock began to rise as I looked at Kali. She was so fucking hot!

“Bitch,” she said, looking back at my daughter, “go sit in the corner. You can’t help watching us. You can’t take your eyes off of what we’re about to do, and you can’t move to stop us. All of your emotions are there, you feel what you would normally feel.” Dana nodded and got up. She walked to the corner of the room and squatted there, looking at us.

“Big Daddy,” Kali said, looking at me, “you’re cool with this. You’re more than cool with this, you think it’s great. It’s your idea. say it.”

“This is my idea,” I said. I really liked this. It was great to do this to Dana.

Kali unzipped my fly and pulled out my hard cock. “Ooo, Big Daddy,” she cooed. “I really dig your man-meat.” Kali lowered her head to my lap and slipped my eager cock deep into her wet mouth. If I thought Dana was a great cocksucker, I now thought that Kali could give her a run for her money. she was more than good, she was great! I’d never had a blowjob like this in my life.

“Mmmmmm,” Kali sighed. She pulled my cock out of her mouth and began licking it like a candy cane. “You have a gorgeous cock, Daddy.”

I head Dana whimpering in the corner. She was obviously hurt by me doing this. But that was OK. This was great.

Kali spun around and got on all fours, wiggling her ass at me. “Doggie-style, Big Daddy. Now.”

I mounted her like she was a she-bitch and slipped my cock into her pussy from behind. Kali was surprisingly wet. She was getting off on this and I didn’t know if it was because it was me or if it was because it was so degrading to Dana. Maybe both. Whatever the reason, she gasped when I entered her.

“Oooh yeahhhh,” she groaned. “Fill me up, Big Daddy!”

I fucked her hard, again and again slamming my prick into her drooling cunt. Her juices ran down my rod and dripped off my balls. “Pull my hair!” Kali shouted and I did, making her scream even more. She laughed. “Dana, play with yourself until I say to stop!”

After about 10 minutes, I exploded into Kali’s tight little pussy. She screamed, achieving her own orgasm at the same time. We collapsed on the couch, gasping from our effort. I looked over at my daughter, who was still rubbing her clit and crying.