This is my very own bad mind control story. Since I see so many otherbad mind control stories I thought I might as well write one myself
I don’t believe in disclaimers because we’re all supposed to be brightenough to figure out that if we don’t like something, WE DON’T HAVE TOREAD ANY FURTHER THAN THE PART WHICH OFFENDS.
‘Nuff have a secret which I don’t share with most people, but I will withyou. Take this as you will. I don’t care what you think of me. I likemyself and the what I do and I don’t give a fig if you do or don’t. Beprepared.
I have always had an irresistible power over men. They are all patheticweaklings who dream of control and power but can only achieve it in waysthat don’t matter one whit.
I have the REAL control and power: I havepower over their very beings. I can charm their penises like snakes ina basket, or I can crush them under my heel, all according to my whim
It is nothing for me to break a man down to the point of totaldegradation and humiliation and leave him in his disgrace; but as I canbe cruel, I can also be amusing in my own way. Of course, nobody hascontrol over me. I do only as I choose and so far, nobody hascomplained. To augment my natural control I have developed certainmethods, which are known only to me, that guarantee that any man – allmen should I so choose! – have no choice but to bow to my whims.
Men will do anything I ask of them. Anything at all, be it with me orwith one of my more favored playmates. It is not their decision to obeyme. From the moment I step into their lives they do not even have thepower to ask my permission to do anything. I simply command, and theyobey.
My first experiment with my wonderful powers over the weaker sex was Larry.
He was a pathetic creature, vain, self-absorbed, patheticallystriving for a goal he could not reach, swaggering and devil-may-carearound women. He could treat any other woman with contempt, that istheir affair after all, but he dared try it on me. At first I wasaffronted, but then I was amused, and when I become amused the resultsare not always funny to those involved.
I invited Larry to my bedroom upon the chosen night. He did not see thedaggers in my eyes as he said “yeah-ESS!” and did a thumbs-up to hiscohorts at the bar. I smiled smugly inside as I thought of the lessonsLarry had to learn, and learn them he would.
Larry would seem adequate to any other woman, being tall and muscularand a golden tan, with a ten inch penis which was as thick as my wrist
He disrobed proudly for me, thinking that I would be duly impressed withonly the sight of his steroid-imbued body. When I took all of him in mysight, I laughed.
“You’re pretty pathetic if you think just looking at a dick can get mehot. You couldn’t get that thing hard if your life depended on it.
Let’s pretend that it does, shall we?” I laughed again, a bubbling ofmirth straight out of my gut, at the sight of the anger and pride whichflashed across his pretty-boy features.
“You bitch.” He said, drawing on the only vocabulary he could. “I’vebeen with hundreds of girls and every one of them has begged me to stickmy cock in her. You’re not going to be any exception.”
“I don’t know how you intend to stuff that soft little sausage in me,Larry, but I’ll be glad to hear you tell me just how you satisfied allthose women with that marshmallow you have hanging between your legs.”And it did look like a marshmallow, too, pendulous and wrinkled lookingin the harsh overhead lights of my boudoir.
“Just give me a minute and I’ll show you what a real fat, hard cocklooks like, you bitch.” He said, his teeth clenched, but I could seethe beads of worried perspiration pop out on his forehead.
“Perhaps if you have a drink that will add a little spark to those coldashes that used to be your libido.” I teased.
“I went out looking fora man to give my hot, wet pussy the servicing it deserves and all I getis an old limp potato which even a starving woman wouldn’t give a secondglance.” I sauntered out of the bedroom, my black transparent peignoirtrailing on the carpet after me. I heard his dull step behind me, threepaces behind, just as was proper. He was a good subject, I could seethat. He knew instinctively when he was bettered.
“Here, drink this. It’s my own special recipe.” I handed him someamber liquid in a crystal tumbler, ice tinkling as it changed hands.
“Wow, this is great.” He said, licking his lips. “What’s in this?”
“That’s none of your business. You seem to forget that your business istrying to get that pitiful lump of flesh into some semblance of anerection so that you can fulfill my needs.”
He blushed furiously and opened his mouth as if to speak, but closed itsuddenly as he saw the look in my eyes. “Just you wait.” He muttered,and drained his drink in one huge gulp.
I didn’t slap him then. I didn’t have to.
The drink had already donethe work for me.
When he awoke, Larry looked around the room in confusion.
“Where am I?” He asked, his voice sounding thick and sleepy.
“Your new home, Larry.” I grinned down at him, his chin framed in mysight by my perfectly pointed breasts.
“Oh, okay.” He said, and smiled. “Sorry, but I seem to have forgottenyour name.”
“My name is not for your filthy mouth.” I slapped my riding cropagainst the thigh. “You address me as Mistress when you have been good,or Worshipful Mistress when you haven’t. I suggest you get used to thelonger term of endearment, because you have a long way to go, boy.”
“Yes Worshipful Mistress.” He said, seeming to cower even as he lay inthe little cot. “I’m sorry.” He added.
“Sorry? Sorry for what, you idiot? You’ve been asleep for ten hours,how could you know if you’ve done anything to be sorry for or not? Youpresume.” I turned on my heel and faced the wall so that he could notsee my smirk.
“Oh Worshipful Mistress!” Larry scrambled out of bed and lay on thefloor, his arms around my ankles, his cheek pressed against one of myopera pumps.
“I’m so confused. I did not mean to offend you.”
I grinned to myself as I thought of the people who told me that thesubliminal messages would never work. Of course they would work: I haddesigned them. Larry was living proof that they worked. He had beenhearing them for only ten hours and already he was my slave, his mindcompletely pliable and waiting for my stern hand to shape it into anacceptable form.
“Let’s see if you’re really willing to make up your numerous faults tome.” I said, kicking him away from my shiny black shoes. “Lie on yourback on the cot with your hands clasped over your head.”
I was pleased to see that he did as he was told. Now, I thought tomyself, the ultimate test of my power.
“I want your cock hard – NOW.” I barked out. Larry’s eyes widened andhe gasped as his pole sprang to attention almost instantly.
“Very good, as far as that goes, which isn’t far.” I touched thestraining head of his cock gently with my whip. “Stands to attentionlike a good little soldier boy.” I could see the veins pulsing in thethick shaft of his meat.
“I wonder if you can do anything with that, oris it just all a sham? Looks good but doesn’t really do anything,maybe?” I gazed at him wryly.
“Oh, I know I can make you feel good, Worshipful Mistress.” He said,hope and desire to please me shining in his eyes. “I know I can.”
“Oh? You’re giving out Cock Guarantees, now?” I snickered. “You*guarantee* that you can make me come?”
Larry looked confused, a look which suited his dumb All-American facewell. “No, Worshipful Mistress, I guess not.” His cock looked like itwas going to wilt, but at my command to be hard it sprang back upbetween his legs.
“You just lie there and mind your own business. I’m going to masturbatemyself with your cock. I’ll let you know when I am done. If you pleaseme I may allow you to come, but probably not. You’ve already make merather angry at the impertinent way you hand out absolute statements.”I poked my whip into his balls, and though he bit his lip at the contacthe did not flinch. “Close your eyes. I want to be alone with my dildo.
And do be quiet, or you will not like the results.”
“Yes, Worshipful Mistress.” He whispered, and closed his eyes.
I kicked off my shoes and threw a leg over him, my fingers already in mypussy. Watching his thick cock spring to attention like an inflatabledoll had put me in the mood, and my silky cunt lips were alreadyslightly moist, but I desired further lubrication. I moved up until mycunt was almost touching Larry’s chin.
“Lubricate me. Lick my clit and stick your tongue as far up my pussy asyou can. Do it, lick my clit, go ahead, do it.” I got more and moreexcited at the thought of this helpless pink jelly lying under me, and Iground my cunt lips into his face. I felt his chest heave behind me ashe fought to breathe, and enjoyed the frantic sucking and licking thatmy commands had produced. I raised up and looked down at my littletongue toy, and even though my cunt was above his mouth, out of reach,his tongue and lips kept to their task.
“Stop!” I said, and they instantly came to rest. I giggled. “Nowlet’s see if this dildo I’ve acquired is any good.
It looks big andthick, but it might not be up to the squeezing my hot, tight cunt isgoing to give it.” I backed up until my cunt was right over his rod,and then slid my pussy down its length. It felt good, hard as a nail,thick and hot up inside of me. I bounced up and down, feeling the shaftmassage the walls of my pussy, dragging at my clit. I rubbed mypulsating clit as it did so, and had a marvelous orgasm, my expert cuntgushing juice all over my new toy. It felt so good I decided to try itagain, a bit differently.
“Get out of bed and go to my boudoir and stand by my vanity chair.” Isaid, taking my dildo out of my cunt and watching it quiver, still rockhard, rising out of Larry’s crisp pubic hair. I stood up and pushed myshining hair behind my ears.
Larry hastened to do as told, and I followed him. I sat in my creamsilk chair, my legs thrown over the arms, my cunt wide and dripping frommy masturbation session.
“Lick my cunt clean.” Even before he fell to his knees before mysucculent offering his tongue was probing the air, eager to caress everyfold of my hothouse flower.
He did a good job after being instructed byme, but I soon tired of this lightweight diversion. “Rim me. Lick mytiny asshole. I want my dildo up my ass.”
I sighed with delight as I felt his pointy tongue inside of my throbbingasshole. It squirmed inside of my ass with a life of its own and mademy cunt quite wet again.
“Enough.” The tonguing instantly stopped, and Larry waited quietly,sitting back on his heels, waiting for further instruction. I could seethat my subliminal tapes were quite a masterpiece.
“Lie on the bed with my dildo pointing up.” He hastened to my bed andlay down in the middle, taking care not to rumple the satin bedspreadany more than was necessary. It made me feel almost kindly toward thelittle fool.
I took a bottle of lubricant from the night stand and put it in hishand, and then knelt on the bed, a knee on each side of his chest, myass wide in front of his face. “Get me ready for my dildo.” I said,and caught my breath as I felt the cool, slick lubricant being massagedonto my asshole, and then a smooth finger deliver gobs of it inside myass.
I squirmed down on his finger and moved my ass around to help himspread it all inside my hot asshole.
I reversed my position and again took the Female Superior position, butthis time the rigid shaft of my dildo poised at my asshole. I slowlysank down over the thick meat and felt my cunt spasm in time to thecontractions of my hungry asshole.
“Play with my clit, but slowly. If you make me come before I tell you,you will regret it.”
I slid up and down with excruciating deliberateness, the big cockexpanding my tiny pucker. I pinched my nipples as fingers slowlysqueezed and toyed with my clit. My asshole felt so filled it waslovely, and my clit twitched with pleasure; my lovely firm tits criedout with pleasure as my hands caressed them, but my cunt felt empty. Istopped my slow movements over my dildo and lifted myself off of itcompletely. Reaching over to the nightstand again, I took a massivelythick dildo from the drawer, a giant black god-cock.
“Suck this cock and make it wet and juicy for me.” I said, thrustingthe huge dildo into his mouth.
He instantly obeyed, his tongue lickingthe wrinkled plastic surface, then sucking on it, his cheeks goinghollow. I could see his face redden with embarrassment, but hecontinued to gobble the monstrous plastic dick as told.
“Now I am going to put the living dildo in my ass,” I said, slapping theback of my hand over his own appendage, “and the other one in my prettylittle pussy. You will hold it in place for me with one hand andcontinue to play with my clit with the other. If you do exactly as Itell you, then I will give you a rare favor and let you actually shootyour filthy spunk inside of my clean asshole. Do you understand?”
He nodded furiously, his blonde hair bobbing against the pillow. Inoted with amusement that he had remembered he had no permission tospeak.
I settled my asshole right over the meaty cockhead again, and he placedthe dildo right next to his own prong. I settled an inch of one dildoin my ass, and then an inch of the other in my pussy, and flicking mybody between the two felt the glorious sensation of being completelyfilled to bursting, my cunt throbbing happily around one giant cock, myass filled full with a smaller one.
My pussy lips were stuffed andgaping wide, and my clit was engorged and sticking out like a nipple
His hand immediately found it and gave it light flicks with a fingertip,and then a hard rub, and I fucked myself with my two dildos and shriekedwith pleasure.
I bobbed up and down, my breasts bouncing, nipples straining. It feltso good to be alone and getting fucked and masturbated so well. Larry,of course didn’t count as another person… he was just another littleplastic friend.
“Make me come now. I want that dildo to shoot up inside of me, and Iwant everything you’ve got hiding in those big balls to spurt up myasshole. Make me come now. I want to COME!” I screamed as my ass andmy pussy and my clit and my tits all exploded in a gigantic orgasm
The cock up my ass erupted in a fountain of sperm and bathed the entireinside of my ass with its sticky warmth. I shuddered and scratched theskin beneath me.
I pulled myself up off my double dildos and lay down on the bed, kickingLarry off with a well-aimed foot.
He knelt by the side of the bed, hisbreath coming in ragged gasps.
I positioned my ass over the side of the bed, legs wide. “Now you mayclean up that disgusting juice from my asshole.” I said as he scootedforward on his legs. “Hold my legs over your shoulders and lick everydrop of that goo out of my asshole. You’ve been as good as you couldpossible manage without more instruction from me, and you were favoredgreatly by being allowed to squirt your hot jizz inside of my hot body
Clean up the mess you made and then you may retire to your cot to sleep
We will begin your daytime lessons tomorrow so that you may provide anincome for me. After that, we will retire to the bedroom and you willlearn more about how to please a lady like me.”
I lay in peace as I felt his gentle licking on my tender, satisfiedparts.
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