The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

The next morning, Kira woke up with the sun. Benjamin was still fast asleep, so she slipped her tiny body out of his arms and stood up to get her bearings. The naked girl noticed that Deanna had never come home. Good, she thought with a smile, the new lovers could have some privacy this morning. Turning around, the redhead stared at her wonderful Master. He was beautiful, and treated her like an angel. Making love to him had brought out a level of femininity she had never felt before, but absolutely loved nonetheless. She was in love.

Benjamin turned over in bed. The naked boy’s body turned toward her and Kira noticed his very hard cock. After their rather sensual love making last night, she found herself impressed by his ability to come back so quickly. Gently, she crossed the room and kissed him on the mouth. “Good morning,” she quietly whispered as he woke up. Not able to stop herself, Kira got on top of him and leaned down to kiss him again, her small breasts leaning into his face.

Before Benjamin could react, Kira tossed the covers off of him and slid down to his cock and stroked it gently. Her Master let out a grunt and raised his eyebrows before sighing and leaning back into the pillow behind him. Kira stroked and sucked him off enthusiastically, methodically taking her time to give him the utmost pleasure possible before eagerly swallowing his cum. Afterward, she stroked him hard again, this time giving him a gentle hand job until he, again, came, this time on the bed sheets. Satisfied that her Master was quite spent, Kira slipped back up the bed to snuggle against him.

After an hour of cuddling together, Benjamin and Kira, soaked in sweat from a night of love making, each took a shower. After having washed off last night’s makeup, the redhead went makeupless for the morning. Benjamin noticed this and commented that, “you’re beautiful, no matter what,” and kissed her again.

Kira put on an Ohmsford University longsleeve shirt and track pants. Benjamin put his clothes from the night before back on, hiding a drink stain on his shirt with a sweatshirt they found in Deanna’s closet.

Outside, they held hands while walking across campus towards the coffee shop in the student center. A few of Benjamin’s teammates, and Kira’s new sorority sisters, passed them by and gave their approval to the lovers being public with the coalescence of their relationship.

In the coffee shop, they sat down at a table away from other students and faculty. Benjamin got up and ordered their coffees and breakfast, which made Kira blush at the old fashioned nature of the gesture. She stared out the window at the passing students and adults. A quiet calm came over her as feelings of love gravitated through her tiny body.

Benjamin returned with their coffees and a bag of bagels. They sat quietly, eating their breakfast and sipping at coffees. Both Master and slave were exhausted from the night before. Sleepily, Kira almost forgot to take her sunglasses off until Benjamin reached across the table to slip them off. She put her glasses back on and placed the shades in her purse.

Kira smiled over at her Master. He was very quiet and kept looking up at the news reports playing on the large HD screen on the side of the shop. She ran the tip of a nail over his arm to try and get his attention. Benjamin laughed a little and looked across the table at the red haired angel he found.

Blushing, Kira felt the need to confess her spying from the day before. “Um, I need to tell you something.”

Benjamin raised an eyebrow. “You’re really destined for someone else, aren’t you?”

“No,” Kira began, giving him a face, “I actually was kindasortakinda spying on you yesterday.” She paused while Benjamin squinted at her in confusion. “I mean, I found out where you were on campus, that you were even on campus—”

“Annie,” Benjamin cut in. “She needs a good paddling,” he mumbled to himself. He looked up, and glanced directly at Kira. “Perhaps you could do it.”

Kira looked away again, embarrassed. “Anyway, I got to watch you run, with your shirt off,” this time it was Benjamin, not used to an intelligent woman complementing him like that, the occasional random ditz would, sure, but this was different, “and then you were kicking footballs. You made 23 out of 25.” Her Master gave her a funny look. “Then you were in the library.”

“Right. Doing research for my graduate class. Because my GPA is so high, they allowed me into the graduate program early so I can begin my MA.”

Kira nodded. “Well, then, you were in the library and reading Foucault, so I got the other copy of the book from the library and read some of it that night. I did some research online and read a few journal articles.”

Benjamin was very quiet for a long moment. “That,..is the sexiest thing anyone has ever done. Ever.” He slid his hand across the table to adjoin her own. On the other side of the room, he noticed another new couple, with a awestruck, puppy eyed, girl and a sophomore who would starting on their defense this year. Suddenly, he wanted to get out of there. “Let’s go outside, okay?”

Kira nodded and followed him outside. They took a walk across campus, holding hands and idly chatting before settling before a very large building which housed a number of small classrooms, primarily for graduate classes and senior seminars. Benjamin pointed to a staircase that hung under the shade. Master and slave walked over and sat down, staring out at a group of new orientees at the college. A slightly older red-haired woman in a black button down shirt and dark jeans led them around campus. Kira noticed the woman occasionally glanced at one of the coeds and typed something into the tablet in her hands.

“This is moving really quickly,” Benjamin began. “I feel like I am in an old novel.”

“Reader, I brainwashed her!” Kira quietly exclaimed in a mocking tone. She leaned in and kissed him. “I just know that I am devoted to you. This, whatever it ends up being, will work out.”

They made out for a few minutes, something neither was particularly used to doing in a semi-public setting. After talking for a little bit, both lovers saw Annika, dressed in a tiny baby doll shirt and miniskirt, and her boyfriend Myles, the starting quarterback on the team approach them. The blond quarterback, and even blonder cheerleader, walked up to the staircase Kira and Benjamin sat on and gave them a wave to walk down.

“C’mon dude, we have a meeting in a bit, and we have to talk about that holding thing.” Myles waved for Benjamin to join them. Annika idled quietly, smiling at Kira.

Kira looked over at Benjamin, confused, unsure of football references still. “Oh,” Benjamin started, “the coach is mad at him for some off season party involving his niece, so he is making Myles hold for kicks this year. Normally the backup or punter does it. It’s kind of humiliating for him.”

Kira blinked, as always confused by masculinity and sports. “Uh huh.” She looked over at Annika. How anyone with a girlfriend that hot, and that brainwashed, would ever be anxious about themselves or humiliated, seemed rather odd to her. “Whatever, I have some stuff to do. I want to prep for my first classes.”

Benjamin kissed her. “You’re so smart.” He walked off with Myles, which left Kira with Annika, who motioned for her to follow.

The girls chatted for a few minutes while walking back towards the library, where Kira wanted to pick up the Foucault Reader to explore his work further. They talked about what had happened the night before, and Annika generally encouraged Kira. They stopped for a moment so Kira could reply to a text message from another of their sisters. As they stood there, Annika noticed a dark haired girl she had seen earlier when jogging past the bagel shop that Benjamin and Kira had breakfast in (she’d seen them through the window). The girl was watching Kira from afar for some reason.

When Kira finally finished her message, she had to retype part of it because of a punctuation error, Annika pointed a pink tipped nail toward the girl, who was now walking down a cement walkway in an attempt to hide her spying. “It looks like you have an admirer.”

Kira looked ahead and slid her sunglasses off. It was Robyn, again, leering around her. Last night had been weird enough; now, she was watching her on campus too.

“You know, Kira, I saw her earlier looking in on you and Benjamin in the bagel shop. I was running and I noticed her when I passed the shop.” Annika paused. “It’s pretty weird, you know? Anyhow, I have to go; I have an appointment with the trainer for my ankle. See ya.”

Kira barely noticed the blond cheerleader leaving her. Her focus was on Robyn. Why would the girl, who she barely knew, be following her around campus? Suddenly, it dawned on her: she was spying on Kira because the raven haired girl was suspicious of Kira. Could the girl know how Kira ended up this way?

A new thought popped into her very programmed brain. This threatened her relationship with Benjamin. For a long moment, Kira’s mind blanked and she stared straight ahead, eyes fogged over. No one noticed because of her large sunglasses. Blinking, a previously programmed response had been triggered. She walked quickly across campus, heading towards the new student center.

Inside, she walked down the long hallway, slipped her shades off, passed a coffee shop and an elaborate stone slab with a beautiful drawing of various scientific tables, past numerous offices to stand before the counseling center. Kira opened the glass doors and calmly entered the office. A lone administrative assistant, a student worker, sat at a desk before the hall leading to the counselors.

The cross legged girl wore a beautiful blue summer dress and platform sandals. Very short blond hair was cropped right below her ears. “Hello, may I help you?” She smiled softly at Kira, who noticed the girl’s name tag said “Tasha,”

Kira nodded. “Yes, you can. I need to speak with Mrs. Graham.”

Tasha looked at her screen quickly and looked back up. “I’m sorry, but She,” Kira could hear the capital S in the girl’s voice, “is in a meeting. Would you like to schedule—”

“The tail of the bunnie thumps along even when they don’t.” Kira watched Tasha freeze as she stated the trigger phrase. Calmly, the pixie haired girl picked up her phone and pressed an extension, A brief conversation followed before Tasha put the phone down. “Mrs. Graham will see you now. The bunnie thumps harder when thoughts are adrift.”

This time, it was Kira who froze. Gently, she walked into the hallway that connected the waiting area to a corridor of offices. At the far end, on the left, was an office with the nameplate “Jennifer Graham” on the door. A small window showed another redhead, this one with short hair, young, probably not 30 yet, with a few tablets on her desk and a picture of a beautiful brunette and two young girls angled towards the visitors chair. Kira softly knocked and waited passively for the “come” command from the counselor.

Inside the office, Kira shut the door behind her and snapped to attention outside the view of the tiny window. Jennifer smiled up at her and put up one finger. “Okay, Christine, I have to go do boring grown up stuff.” Her daughter booed loudly on the speaker. “We’ll talk when I get home today. Tell your mother I love her.” She closed the connection, stood up, and walked over to Kira, who blankly waited for instruction.

Jennifer stood in front of her. Kira looked like a feminine version of herself at eighteen. “Today was Christine’s first day of elementary school. My wife Cynthia walked her home and all she wanted to do was call and tell me all about it.” The redhead pointed back at the picture on her desk. “She’s pregnant with our third. Another girl.” Kira stared straight ahead. There was no reason for her to respond. Jennifer stood in front of her squinting. “Tell me what brings you here today. I assume it is an emergency.”

In a calm, slow, voice, Kira recited what she had observed about Robyn. The questions the night before, her spying, the general unease she felt around the raven haired girl. Jennifer nodded a lot and encouraged her to continue. It took her a few minutes to find Robyn in the computer; all Kira had to go on was a description and that she thought Robyn’s last name began with an L. Finally, Jennifer found her and gave Kira a pat on the bottom.

“Good girl. You have done well to approach me with this.” Jennifer ran a hand over Kira’s face. “There is no need to worry about Robyn anymore. I will take care of her.” She slipped a phone device into her ear and began for the door. “Until you are properly programmed, you can’t know who I am. Later, once you do, we can spend some time together. When I leave, you will follow a few moments later. When you reach my lovely secretary, you will forget having seen me and go on your way.”

A few moments after Jennifer left her office, Kira followed. As she walked towards Tasha’s desk, the redhead quickly forgot why she was in the office. “Good night,” she said, waving at Tasha. She swayed down the steps to the main floor of the building and decided to head back to her dorm.