Mind Controlled Janice Pt. 105 - Sex Stories

Mind Controlled Janice Pt. 105

The phone in Janice's hall rang It showed an unknown number, and she started to ignore it, but then wondered who would call early on a Monday morning, Stephen had left for work and David for university. She picked it up and

said, "Hello?"

"Janice" a smooth male voice said. "Good morning."

"Hello" said Janice wondering who it was that knew her first name when she did not recognise the voice.

The voice on the phone said "unlock your front door so that I can come into your house and then go stand in your front room" the voice continued "In five minutes, no matter what you're doing, you'll stop and be unable to move or speak." With out replying Janice hung up a nutter she thought.

As she put the phone down Janice looked at the front door it was locked and bolted.

She felt drawn to the door, moving to it intending to check it was locked. She felt something and rather than checking the lock she found herself sliding the bolt back and unfastening the yale lock.

Absolute rubbish that call she thought to herself and walked into her front room.

She looked in the mirror that hung on the chimney breast and brushed her hair back with her hand.

She stopped in the middle of the room.

It wasn't deliberate. She simply could not get her body to move. She was frozen, paralyzed. Only her eyes seemed unaffected.

She struggled with all her might, but her limbs might as well have been made of concrete. Not a finger trembled or changed position. She began to ...

... breathe heavily, and felt her chest tighten with panic. She saw herself in the mirror across the room, looking for all the world like a still photo or portrait.

Her face shone with perspiration even as her expression remained blank. She couldn't even muster the energy to look terrified.

What had happened to her? How had this happened to her? What did that voice on the phone do to her?

Before she could even speculate on why, or what else he might have in mind, Janice heard the front door rattled and open. Janice heard steps in the hallway. She couldn't turn, but the mirror's reflection showed the entrance to the front room. She felt a jolt of genuine terror when a complete stranger entered the room. The man was big, over 6ft tall she thought, broad, built as though he spent many hours in the gym. He had a light complexion and light brown hair. She thought he looked to be about 30 years old.

“My name is Ginger" he said in a low voice.

He strode slowly around the room, looking it over as if he were a potential tenant. "I'll give you the short version of what's been done to you," he said. "Your will has been deadened. Completely. As a result, you are unable to do anything without a direct command from someone else." He moved closer, so he could speak directly in her ear. "And right now, that's me." He whispered, we told your secret lover Wayne Jenkins to implant thoughts and commands in your mind that give us complete control of you. Wayne did not have a choice as we ...