Mind Control 101

Mind Control 101: Sharing my Little Sister's Best Friend

Letter from the Author

Other Books by Ellen Dominick

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“Truth or dare.”

We sit in a circle on the floor. I’ve forgotten how many of the bottles on the floor belonged to me, but I’m drunk enough for this.

“Lindsey, I’m not five. I’m not going to play truth or dare.”

Lindsey’s tank-top strap slips off of her shoulder as she crosses her arms and pouts.

“Trevor. I said, truth or dare!”

Everyone else in the circle stares at me. Kurt and Chip stare a little too intensely. I guess I’m bringing the party down, but aren’t we a little too old for this kind of game? I guess that’s what I get for coming to her 90s theme party. What was so great about that decade anyway?

“Trevor!”
 

“Okay, okay, okay,” I say. “I give up. Dare.”

A smile breaks out across Lindsey’s face as she thinks of some new way to torture me.

“I dare you to challenge Kurt to an arm wrestling match. Best two out of three.”

I look over to the large football player and he’s already smirking. We all know how this is going to go down. Our skirmishes are barely long enough to call them matches. Kurt spends his days running into guys three times my size. I spend the day sleeping and playing video games. Who do you think wins?

When our matches are over, Kurt’s smile is even bigger. He high fives Chip, as if it were some accomplishment. He won three zip. I wasn’t surprised, but my right arm hurt like a bitch.

It’s Rose’s turn now, she’s one of Lindsey’s perky friends and she giggles as she chooses her.

“Lindsey, truth or dare?”

“Truth!” she yells. Good choice.

“What’s your deepest darkest sexual fantasy?” Rose asks.

Lindsey’s cheeks go red at the question. She looks like she’s struggling to make a decision, but then she smiles at us again.

“You know,” Lindsey says, “everyone always thinks I’m super cute and innocent.”

It’s true. She always seems perky and upbeat, the classic cheerleader type. She stuffed those magnificent tits of hers into pink shirts everyday, and even now her hair was parted into pigtails. I knew better than to think she was innocent, though.

Lindsey continued.

“But really, my deepest darkest sexual fantasy is to get gangbanged by a bunch of guys who take me in each of my holes and cover me in their dripping cum.”

Lindsey looks straight into my eyes as she speaks. Her words seem dead serious. My dick is getting hard just from hearing her, so I cover my crotch with a throw pillow. Then she starts to laugh.

“As if! Just kidding,” she says. “I want to wait to lose my virginity to my husband on my wedding night, of course. That’s the ultimate sexual fantasy.”

Everyone else seems to be convinced, but I know the truth. We had fucked three times already, each time under the influence of mind control. So if she was lying now, was she telling the truth earlier? Did Lindsey really want a gangbang?

I don’t have enough time to think it over. Lindsey’s 90s party isn’t over. We play Never Have I Ever, Two Truths and a Lie, and a particularly XXX rated version of Thirty Seconds in Heaven before the night is over. I’m throwing back some Hawaiian Punch and vodka when Lindsey comes up to me.

She’s a bit wobbly from all the partying, and her flannel shirt looks wet with beer. Lindsey gets up on her tippy toes to whisper to me.

“What I said earlier was a lie. You know that right, Trevor? I really do want a gangbang. Can you just imagine how fun it would be with you, Kurt, and Chip stuffing me full of your cum? Filling my mouth, pussy, and ass with your rock hard dicks? I’m getting wet just thinking about it,” she says. “The only problem is, I’m too shy and nervous to ever make it happen.”

Lindsey plants a quick kiss on my cheek before running to join the rest of the party. I stand there, a bit shocked. My dick is rock hard and all I can think of is how much I want this to happen. But how?

The idea doesn’t hit me until the next morning. I wake up in my bed, hungover, with last night’s clothing still on my body. The first thing I do is look up Kurt and Chip on Facebook. The idea was so simple, it was stupid.

Mind control. Duh.

I message the jocks.

Hey, come over to my dorm. I type.

Why should we, nerd?

I promise, I’ll make it worth your while.

I don’t want them in my room any more than they want to be there, but this is too good to pass up. When Kurt and Chip arrive, they look suspicious of me.

“So, what is it?” Kurt says. He almost grunts at me.

“Well, remember what Lindsey said during Truth or Dare last night?”

“Yeah, she wants to wait for her husband or something like that,” Chip says.

“No, not that,” I say. “The part about the gangbang.”

“Yeah, but she was just joking, you know her,” Kurt says.

“No. The thing is, she really wants it. Bad. And she even said she wants us to do it.”

“And why should we believe you?” The two of them ask in unison.

“Because I’ll prove it to you. I promise.”

The two hulking guys crack their knuckles, and move closer to intimidate me.

“You better,” Kurt says.

“Or we’ll have to beat you up,” Chip says.

I assure them that I’ve got it all under control, but I’m starting to worry. What if I’m wrong? What if that was just some stupid drunken confession?
 

I’m nervous, but we exchange numbers and make the plan. We’ll meet with Lindsey on Wednesday to play Madden. She’ll probably be free since it’s a weekend, and it’s the only vaguely believable reason why Kurt, Chip, and I would be hanging out together. Football and video-games together. It’s perfect.

I text her about the plan, but she’s incredulous.

Why don’t you come over on Wednesday? Kurt and Chip are coming and we’re going to play Madden. I type.

What? Why would I want to play Madden with you guys? She types back.

Come on, I played truth or dare with you.
 

Fine, she types. See you on Wednesday. This better not be boring.

I chuckle to myself when I read her final text. No, I promise it won’t be boring.

When the day finally comes, I can barely concentrate. Class goes by in a blur. I veer between fantasizing about fucking that sweet ass of Lindsey’s and freaking out about what Kurt and Chip will do if I’m wrong. I plop in Madden, make sure my hypnosis watch is nearby, and clear off my bed. Everything is ready.

Everyone comes as planned. Kurt and Chip give me knowing looks, but Lindsey is her usual self. We play for half an hour before doing anything else. Of course, I am losing. I’m surprised when Chip is the one to break the ice.

“Hey, Trevor. Why don’t you show us your mind control skills?” He asks, still mashing on the buttons.

“Yeah, we heard that you and Lindsey got A’s in that class. I hope you’re better at hypnosis than playing football,” Kurt says. “Anyway, you’re better than us. We got F’s.”

I put my head down and pretend to be shy about it. “Well, it’s been a while since the class...”

“Come on!” they yell.

I look over to Lindsey and she seems like she’s about to laugh. There’s a grin on her face that’s a little too amused at my discomfort.

“Can I use you?” I ask her.

“Why me?”

“Well, I can’t use these guys. They want to see it, and you’ve already got it mastered. Right?”

I hold my breath. Please say yes.

“Fine...” Lindsey says. She groans and grabs a chair.

Yes! I rush to grab my watch and get this party started. Kurt and Chip watch as I swing my watch in front of Lindsey’s face.

“Okay Lindsey,” I say. “Focus on the watch and feel yourself start to relax. Just listen to my voice and drift into a relaxed state. No need to force it. Just go at your own pace. Keep your eyes on my watch and listen carefully to my voice.”

As I speak, Lindsey’s breath slows. Her limbs become a bit slack and her eyes are glued to the swinging watch.

“Take a deep breath in. Now hold it. Now take a deep breath out. With every breath, you will fall deeper and deeper into a trance. After your third breath you will to totally in the trance and your eyes will close.”

Just as I said, Lindsey takes three deep breaths. After the end of the third, her eyes shut tight. Kurt and Chip are starting to freak out. I guess they really did flunk the mind control class.

“Okay, now listen carefully,” I say. “I’m going to count to three. When I do, open your eyes. You will feel awake, but still be completely under the trance. Okay Lindsey? One. Two. Three!”

Her eyes open, and my heart starts to race. This part is always a little nerve-wracking. Is she still under a trance, or have I just fucked up? Only one way to tell.

“Hi Lindsey,” I say.

“Hi Trevor.” Her voice is groggy. Almost as if she is drunk.

“You’re going to do whatever I say, okay?”

Lindsey nods her head and it bobs limply.

“Now, I want you to tell us the truth Lindsey. Don’t hold back or try to cover anything up.”

“Okay.”

“Tell us your deepest childhood secret.”

Lindsey seems a little distressed at first. Her eyelids flitter, but she calms down.

“I had to wear diapers until second grade because I peed the bed,” she says in the same drunken voice.

I have to hold my mouth to keep from laughing, but I’m relieved. Looks like she’s under all right. The guys are chuckling behind me, but I tell them to shut up. We can’t screw up now.

“Now Lindsey, is it true that you want to lose your virginity to your husband?”

A smile curls Lindsey’s lips. “Silly,” she says, “I lost that a long time ago.”

The guys seem shocked. They gasp and look at her with wide eyes. Looks like their innocent image of Lindsey is about to come crashing down.
 

“So what do you really want, Lindsey?”

“I want to get fucked silly in a gangbang until cum is pouring out of my pussy.”

Jackpot!

“Now listen closely, Lindsey,” I say. It’s hard to keep my voice calm, because my dick is already straining to get out of my pants. But I have to take it step by step.

“We’re going to grant your dream. So feel free. Don’t restrain yourself. Be as nasty as you want. We don’t mind. Okay?”

Lindsey nods at me again.

I turn to Kurt and Chip. Their faces are priceless. Chip is looking at me like I’m some kind of wizard.

“How did you do that?” he asks. But before I can say anything, Kurt butts in.

“Never mind how he did it. What I want to know is, is this real? Are we really going to have a gangbang with Lindsey?” He’s almost yelling.

“Yes,” I say. “You heard her. That’s what she wants.”

Kurt doesn’t waste a word. He pulls off all his clothes until he’s naked. Chip and I take his cue and strip ourselves. Now the only person left is Lindsey.

I pull her shirt off, revealing her lacy pink bra. Even through the fabric I can see that her nipples are rock hard. Chip pulls off her pants. She’s wearing a matching pink panty, but that’s not what draws my eye. There is a damp spot right between her legs. Lindsey is already so wet that the fabric is translucent and sticking to the lips of her pussy. It’s enough to make me want to fuck her right now, but gangbangs are about sharing, right?

Off comes Lindsey’s bra, and her huge tits jiggle as they are released. Her panties slide off and we can finally see her pink little pussy in all its glory. She spreads her legs wide so that we can see her juices glistening on her lips. Already, precum is dribbling out the tip of my cock.

Chip, Kurt, and I stand around for a while, not sure what to do. Who should go first? Should we all take her? Everyone is so hard, I know they just want to jump in. I want first dibs, but I decide to ask the lady.

“Lindsey, what do you want to do first?”

“Warm me up,” she says. “Suck my tits. Eat my pussy.”

Even though I’m not fooled by Lindsey’s innocent act, I’m still socked. It seems strange to hear her say that with no hesitation, but then again I told her not to hold back.

Kurt, Chip, and I move toward her. I manage to maneuver myself in between Lindsey’s legs, and Kurt and Chip each take one of her hard nipples in their mouths. All at once, our tongues start to lap at her, sucking and pulling at Lindsey’s flesh.
 

Lindsey’s pussy is so wet that her juices coat my face. It’s sweet and sticky as my tongue explores her pink little hole. Her clit hardens as I play with it, and she gyrates under me so that my tongue plunges even deeper.

Above me, Kurt and Chip are going to town. They are sucking on Lindsey’s tits so hard that it almost looks like she might end up squirting milk. Kurt stretches her nipple while he’s sucking and I hear her draw in a sharp breath. Lindsey moans, her mouth wide open. Then Chip squeezes her breast with one hand, massaging the softness of it.

I test Lindsey by pressing a single finger into her hot, soaking pussy. With nearly no pressure, it sucks me in up to the knuckle. When I pull my finger out, it is completely covered in her glistening juices. I take it and put it in her mouth, closing her lips so that she can taste herself on me. Lindsey sucks at my finger and then moans again. I guess she approves.