Mind Controling In Another World

Isabelle didn't know what to do. She was in the office, pacing back and forth, waiting for the moment to go into the bathroom.

'Will he be there? N-no, he should come in later.' The woman thought. 'I-I need to go in first. I'll stay in the water.'

With her plan in mind, she went into the bathroom. However, she was the only one there.

'Was I supposed to celebrate?' Isabelle wondered. Although she should be happy, she didn't really know why she wanted Alphonse to be in the bathroom already.

She took off her clothes and used the water to wash herself, removing the soot that was stuck in her hair and the rest of the ash that was on her hands.

'Ah! How did I end up here?! If my father hadn't tried to unite our houses, I would never have left the capital.' The baroness tried to remember.

As soon as she washed off the dirt, she entered the main bathroom. The room was made entirely of stone, and in its center was a recessed area that could fit almost an entire family bathing in hot water.

While Isabelle was relaxing in the water, Alphonse was just outside the bathhouse, listening to her every thought.

‘It’s my time.’ The boy thought.

Alphonse opened the bathhouse doors quickly, startling Isabelle.

“Ah!” The woman pulled one of the fabrics next to her to cover herself. “A-Alphonse?”

“Hi, Mom. I’ll get in the water later, I’ll clean myself first.” The boy replied.

“R-right,” Isabelle replied while thinking. ‘Right? Shouldn’t I have answered differently?’

 

[Mind Influence] Taking a bath with your family is normal

[Mind Influence] Taking a bath with your son is even better

[Mind Influence] It’s okay for my son to see my body

 

Alphonse began to play with his influences, pushing them in the right direction. While Isabelle debated what she thought, the boy started to take off his clothes and get water to bathe himself.

‘I can’t look. I can’t look.’ Isabelle scolded herself, trying to hold her vision so as not to watch her son. She heard the sound of the sponge used by the boy to clean himself every time the water fell.

“Ah! I needed a bath. How is the mother water?” Alphonse asked.

“Huh? Ah! It’s g-great.” Isabelle replied.

 

[Mind Influence] It's okay for my son to see my body

 

A little more influence was used until Isabelle finally stopped ignoring what was happening around her.

Alphonse walked until he was beside his mother and went down the steps to the bath. Sitting next to Isabelle, both with their bodies immersed in hot water.

They both remained silent for a few moments, just enjoying the moment. However, inside Isabelle, her heart was beating fast.

The boy slowly approached his mother and put one arm over her shoulder, staying close, shoulder to shoulder. Alphonse glanced at Isabelle's breasts, lightly covered by her long golden hair.

'To think that the baroness is a lioness with everyone in everyday life. However, with her children, she is just so gentle.' Alphonse thought.

“I-I think that was enough for me,” Isabelle said, getting ready to get up.

“Okay. In that case, could you lie down in that part of the bathroom?” Alphonse asked.

“Lie down?” The mother asked.

“Yes. So I can give you a massage.” The boy replied.

“N-no need. I’m already relaxed.” Isabelle said.

“No. Lie down, I promised, and I’ll keep it.” Alphonse spoke almost like a command.

The mother got out of the water, still splashing, wrapped herself in light fabric, and walked to one of the corners of the bathroom, where there was a higher rock on which she could lie down.

A little while later, Alphonse also got out of the water, following in his mother’s footsteps.

The boy began to warm his hands as soon as the baroness lay face down on the rock. Alphonse took a deep breath and began. He started on his mother’s shoulders and back, working on relaxing her.

“Hm,” Isabelle moaned every time her son put pressure on her back.

‘This is so good. I really need it,’ she thought.

Alphonse slowly massaged his mother’s back, shoulders, and arms. Gaining more confidence, he increased his force, seeing that she was relaxed and enjoying the moment. He also kept his eyes on the side of Isabelle’s breasts, which expanded to the sides whenever the boy pressed his mother’s back.

“I told you you needed this massage,” Alphonse commented silently.

“Hm, yes,” Isabelle replied.

“I’m going to move on to the next part,” Alphonse said as he picked up one of the baroness’s feet.

He continued massaging, starting with one foot and then moving to the other.

With his confidence established, he would move on to his next challenge. The boy held the hem of the fabric and moved it upwards, exposing his mother’s legs and thighs. He was only a few centimeters away from revealing her ass.

Isabelle wanted to stop him, but she was so relaxed during the massage that she didn't want to have to move.

'It's just a massage.' Her mother said to herself.

Alphonse's hands explored every inch of Isabelle's legs, pressing and massaging.

'It's amazing how her skin is so flawless and clear.' The boy was impressed. 'Even on her thighs, there's not a single sign that she's had two children.'

With each minute of the massage, Alphonse moved up a little more.

'Just a little more.' The boy thought.

His hands massaged the upper part of his mother's thighs, moving up and down. Every time the boy moved his hands up, Isabelle took a deep breath.

'H-he almost touched her.' She couldn't speak, but she felt like he would touch some of her pussy hair at any moment.

The baroness was wet, but not from the bath. Her heart was pounding. She knew she was excited by her oldest children touching her body, something she had never imagined until a few days ago.

‘H-he can’t notice. Please don’t notice.’ Isabelle hoped her son wouldn’t see that she was soaking wet between her legs.

Alphonse, on the other hand, not only knew but felt every lewd thought his mother had.

“I’m feeling some tension points here.” The boy said, taking advantage of the moment with his mother’s behind fingertips.

“Uh!” Isabelle sighed, feeling her son touching her ass. “I-I don’t think it’s necessary there.”

“Of course not. I can feel the knots quite well.” Alphonse was bullshitting his way into getting her approval. “But don’t worry, it’ll be quick.”

Every time the boy squeezed, he could feel his mother’s ass perfectly in his hands, them spreading and moving the pussy lips.

“There,” Alphonse commented.

“T-thank you very much.” Isabelle thanked him. Although she was sad that it was over, at least she could go to her room.

“Nothing, now let’s do it on the other side. I need you to lie on your back.” The boy replied.

“Other side? B-but this way, you will…” Isabelle started to answer.

“Mom. Do you trust me?” Alphonse asked.

 

[Mind Influence] The only man in your life is your son.

[Mind Influence] Only your son deserves you.

[Mind Influence] The only man in your life is your son.

[Mind Influence] Only your son deserves you.

 

Alphonse invested every bit of mana he had to convince her.

“Yes, of course,” Isabelle replied.

“Then turn around.” The boy commanded.

Isabelle was conflicted. She had confirmed that she trusted him, but at the same time, she felt embarrassed. Her body would be almost completely exposed. The fabric she was covering herself with was thin and semi-transparent, and her breasts and pussy would be on display.

But before she could think, her body was already starting to lean on the stone so she could turn over.

‘Jackpot!’ Alphonse celebrated the success of his suggestions.

As she lay down again, Isabelle closed her eyes.

‘If I can’t see his face and see what’s happening, I can imagine it’s just a regular massage.’ The baroness tried to strengthen herself internally.

Alphonse then returned to his work, again starting with the legs and thighs and then moving on to the abdomen and arms. But the boy didn’t go as slowly as he had at the beginning; this was his moment to attack.

As soon as Isabelle relaxed again with the massage, she felt her son’s hands moving higher and higher without seeming like they were going to stop.

“Let’s continue what we stopped the other day,” Alphonse explained while both hands tightly squeezed Isabelle’s breasts.

“Hmm.” The baroness bit her lips, trying not to let her voice escape.

“Look. Do you feel that your skin is much more elastic? The massage should be helping in reducing your back pain.” Alphonse squeezed and pulled his mother’s breasts, pulling them to the limit.

“Y-yes.” Isabelle expressed what would be a mix between a moan and an affirmation.

‘Why does this feel so good? My breasts have never been an erotic zone for me, but whenever my son grabs them, I almost cum.’ The mother thought.

“Let’s take this fabric off to make it easier.” Without asking permission, Alphonse pulled the fabric that covered Isabelle’s body, leaving it only covering her lower parts.

The baroness couldn’t react in her state of stupor and excitement.

“Mom! You have such beautiful breasts! They’re perfect.” The boy commented as he looked at Isabelle’s body.

“Do I? But I’m already so old.” Isabelle commented.

“Of course you do. Look how huge and firm they are.” Without using the massage as an excuse, Alphonse groped both breasts. “Your nipples are big and long.” The boy squeezed and pulled each one of them.

‘What’s- what’s happening with me? Hmm,’ Isabelle once again bit her lips to contain herself.

She felt deeply ashamed of her son's descriptions, especially of her nipples, which had always been one of her weak points.

“No wonder you are so coveted,” Alphonse said.

“T-thank you.” As wrong as it was, the baroness was happy to receive a compliment on her body. It made her feel like she hadn’t received attention from someone she admired. Sure, she had seen how other people looked at her body, but it was different when it was someone important.

“Nothing, I’m just telling the truth.” The boy replied. “There’s just one last part left for our massage to end happily.”

[Mind Influence] Only your son deserves you.

The boy put in his last drop of mana. All he had left was what kept him standing. As he sent the last suggestion, he moved one of his hands under the fabric and continued down until he found Isabelle’s pussy.

He gently touched his mother’s clit, but with enough pressure to send a wave of pleasure through the baroness’s entire body.

“N-no. This is so wrong.” She commented through her teeth.

“Don’t worry, it’s just the last step of the massage.”

With one hand, the boy groped her breasts, while with the other, he explored her pussy. Passing from her clit to her entrance, the boy could feel everything. Especially how wet she was.

Isabelle could no longer hold back the orgasm that was coming.

“N-no. I, I’m going to cum.” She commented.

“Yes, that’s it. Come in your son’s hand.”

“No. Please.” She begged between waves of desire and guilt.

“Come for me,” Alphonse commented, placing his mouth a few inches from Isabelle’s.

The boy focused all his effort on her shaft, giving it his full attention until he made sure she was trembling with pleasure.

“No-nooooooooo,” The baroness moaned as she came in her son’s hand.

Isabelle breathed heavily as she recovered from the strongest orgasm she had ever had. Her legs were so weak that she couldn’t stand up.

“There!” The boy moved to get up. However, before leaving, he pressed his lips on his mother’s. “This will be my payment. I’ll be studying, but don’t worry, tomorrow you’ll have another massage, Mom.”