Collar Girls - Erotic Capture
Copyright© 2026 by Agent Doiron
Chapter 4
Mind Control Sex Story: Chapter 4 - Young trainers earn their licenses to use mind control collars and get ready to go on their first adventures. The collar girl series of stories are an exploration of consent in a science fiction world where mind control collars allow for the capture and domination of willing women. Capture, submission, and domination are major themes in these erotic stories. Informed consent is paramount in the submissive / dominant relationship.
Caution: This Mind Control Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Mind Control Heterosexual Fiction Science Fiction BDSM DomSub MaleDom FemaleDom Group Sex Oral Sex Petting
Sandra was lying on her back, with her head in Liam’s lap. Her hair was down, spread across his pants. His hand was resting on her bare abdomen. Crop tops did have certain advantages. She was looking upwards at his face. Even from this angle, he had a pretty face. He didn’t have any stubble, leaving him with a wide chin and full lips. He definitely knew how to use those lips.
“This sucks,” Sofia said. She was on the other side of Liam, leaning her head on his shoulder. The bench seating along the wall accommodated all three of them. “The first day of waiting wasn’t bad, but now I just want to get it over with. Why won’t they post the damn results?”
The two of them looked good together. They had the same body length, so when they were sitting, they appeared to be the same height. They were both attractive to the eye, the kind of couple that made other people jealous just by existing. Of course, Sandra couldn’t see Sofia’s face at the moment. From her angle, her friend’s large breasts were obscuring her view. From her tone, she sounded bored and anxious. It was an awful combination.
“I don’t know,” Liam said, “I could go a few more days like this.”
His hand wandered from Sandra’s abdomen up to her breast. She slapped it away. It wasn’t that she objected to him touching her breasts, she just didn’t want him doing it in public. He smiled down at her. She liked his smile. He was enjoying being with two girls at the same time. He was doing a good job of making her feel wanted, while still paying enough attention to Sofia. It had only been two days, but he was adapting quite well.
“This waiting is killing me,” Kevin complained from a nearby table.
He was sitting with Brad and Charlotte, fellow classmates from the trainer program. The six of them were waiting for their final results to be posted. The exam and practicum were two days ago, and the results should have been released by now. The group of them decided to wait it out in Rosie’s bar.
The far wall of the room was taken up by the actual bar. It was polished wood, with a section behind it filled with bottles and glasses. Cassie, one of the waitresses, was behind the bar, preparing drinks. High seats were arrayed along the customer side, some of which were occupied. There was a holodisplay on the wall behind the bar. The rest of the room was tables and booths like the ones they were sitting at. Off to the side, a doorway granted access to the back room. A sign above it read ‘Adults Only’.
In the holodisplay, eight-foot tall ponygirls were beating the crap out of each other and occasionally using the mallets they were carrying to hit a little wooden ball. It was ponygirl polo. The display did a slow-motion replay of a particularly brutal crosscheck that sent a girl flipping upside down so that her hooves were above her head. The sport looked like incredible fun, but only ponygirls were allowed to compete. Sandra wasn’t willing to go through an animal evolution just to play a game.
“C’mon, tell us what Priestess Josephine made you do. We all had to do something embarrassing,” Brad said.
“No, it happened at the temple, it stays at the temple,” Charlotte replied.
“It had to be super embarrassing for her to give you a second chance. Come on, you can tell me. I’ll only tell half the town,” Brad continued.
“Actually, she was really nice about it. She accepted my apology and she didn’t make me beg,” Charlotte said.
“But she still captured you in a collar,” Kevin pointed out.
“Yeah, well, that was kind of the point wasn’t it,” Charlotte replied with a blush.
“And that’s what I want to hear about. What did she make you do while you were in the collar?” Brad pressed.
Charlotte wasn’t answering. She was the only one who had a private session with the priestess. Everyone else was captured in public. The thought of Charlotte’s capture by Priestess Josephine brought Sandra’s mind around to her own capture by Sofia. It was definitely the best bet she ever lost. After all, it led to her sleeping with Liam.
He was still Sofia’s boyfriend. She put all the hard work into starting a relationship with him. Sandra was just being a leach. She shifted her head in his lap, accidentally rubbing his crotch. He looked down at her with a smile. Damn, he had a pretty smile. She wiggled her head against him a bit more, his erection growing against her head through his pants. Yeah, she was definitely enjoying leaching off Sofia.
“Storage was such a weird experience,” Charlotte said, “It was like I blinked, then I was in a completely different location, and two days had passed.”
“It’s the same for me every time. There’s a flash of light, one moment I’m in one place and the next, I’m somewhere else,” Sofia agreed.
“No, it’s not the same for me,” Liam said, “There’s a patch of darkness broken up by two flashes of light. It’s like the darkness has thickness to it. I could tell how long I was in storage. It wasn’t like blinking at all.”
“I agree with the darkness, I remember that. I couldn’t tell how long I was in storage though. I lost an entire day, and my internal clock is still screwed up because of it,” Brad countered.
“For me,” Sandra said, “Coming out of storage was like waking up after falling asleep. I can’t remember what I was dreaming about, but I know I was dreaming.”
“That is so annoying,” Sofia complained, “Why do I get the most scientifically accurate experience? I should be the one talking about dreams of the goddess.”
“It makes me wonder what happens when we’re in storage. You know, if Evelynn was right,” Sandra wondered out loud.
“What are you talking about?” Sofia asked.
“Oh yeah, you weren’t there,” Sandra said, “Evelynn quit because she was convinced that you die when you go into storage, and she was scared of dying.”
“Evelynn’s an idiot,” Liam said.
“I’m not so sure about that. By any historical medical standard, you are dead while in storage. You have no heart, so no heartbeat. You don’t have a brain, so zero brain activity. Essentially, you’re dead,” Sandra explained.
“No, I mean she’s an idiot because she’s been in storage before, probably multiple times,” Liam countered, “Just by looking at her you can tell she’s been through at least one regeneration treatment. Regenerations use the same technology as the collars. She’s willing to die in order to look younger, but she’s scared of dying in order to get her license. She’s an idiot.”
“Hey! Hey! They’re posting,” Kevin called out.
Sandra sat up and grabbed for her tablet. After a quick refresh, the message saying that the results were pending was replaced by a list of names. Sofia Papadopoulou was listed as ‘first in class’ indicating she had the highest mark. Kevin Five-Twenty-Three was listed as ‘second in class’. There were twelve more names in alphabetical order with the word ‘passed’ next to them. Sandra found her name amongst the list, as well as Liam’s.
“Damn straight!” Kevin yelled out, throwing his arms in the air.
“Yes! Yes! Yes!” Charlotte exclaimed, there were tears in her eyes.
“Good job babe,” Liam said, scooting over to Sofia. The two of them kissed passionately. Sandra waited for a moment, but they weren’t coming up for air. So, she slid over and grabbed them both in a hug. They hugged her back and then suddenly Liam’s mouth was on hers. He kissed her deeply, leaving her momentarily breathless with her toes curling in her boots. Damn, he was skilled with those lips of his.
As she surfaced for air, she saw the back of Brad’s head leaving the building. It took her a moment, but she realized his name wasn’t on the list. He failed the course. He wouldn’t be receiving his trainer’s license. It made sense for him to leave. Everyone else at Rosie’s passed. He wouldn’t want to celebrate with them.
“Cassie! Cassie, bring us some wine,” Kevin called out.
The bartender glared at him, in the way that restaurant staff always do when you yell orders at them. After a moment, she started putting wine glasses on the bar, presumably for Kevin.
“We did it,” Charlotte said, tears running down her cheeks “We actually did it.”
“Two years! Two fucking years of studying and training. It’s finally over,” Kevin said.
“We’re trainers now,” Sandra added, “There will be a graduation ceremony, where they give us our licenses, but we’re officially trainers right now.”
“Damn straight!” Liam said, pumping his fist.
“Will the general be coming to the ceremony?” Sofia asked. Her tone speaking volumes about what she thought of the man.
“He damned well better,” Sandra replied, “It’s not every day his daughter graduates. How do you think he’ll react to my new boyfriend?”
“Wait, boyfriend?” Liam asked, sounding surprised.
“I let you stick your dick in me, and I was willing to see you the next day. In my books, that makes you my boyfriend,” Sandra explained.
“Ummm, general? Who is your dad?” Liam asked.
“Well, my last name is Slater,” she said.
“I knew that,” he said unconvincingly.
“So that makes my father General Slater,” she explained.
“Okay, so is he important?” Liam asked. She smirked at him, thinking that he was joking, but he just returned the smile, looking confused. As far as she could tell, he had never heard of ‘General Slaughter’.
“Sofia,” Sandra said, “I think I’m falling in love with our boyfriend.”
“Good,” Sofia replied, “One of the pillars of the goddess’s worship is love. I’m happy to be sharing that love with...”
“Blah-blah goddess blah,” Sandra interrupted, “The first thing I’m going to do is to get you into a long-term collar girl contract. I’ll put you in storage whenever you start going on and on about the goddess.”
She was expecting Sofia to get mad at her and make a threat in return. Instead, she just smiled a melancholy smile.
“Don’t worry, I’ll let you out when you’re accepted as an initiate,” Sandra added. Sofia tilted her head and continued smiling her sad smile.
“No!” Sandra exclaimed.
“Yes, please be happy for me,” Sofia replied in a pleading tone.
“What’s going on?” Liam asked.
“Priestess Josephine is sponsoring me as an initiate,” Sofia explained.
“What does that mean?” Liam asked.
“It means she skips the line,” Sandra said.
“As soon as I receive my license, I will be joining the temple as an initiate priestess,” Sofia explained, “I’m joining the church.”
“So, I’m dating a priestess,” he replied with a laugh. Sofia kept smiling with that sad look on her face. Liam’s laughter died.
“You’re leaving me,” he said.
“No! I’m not like your parents,” Sofia replied, “I’m not going anywhere. We just need to take a break.”
“No boyfriends allowed? You’re suddenly going to go celibate?” Liam asked sounding skeptical.
“I’ll be at the temple full time,” Sofia explained, “It’s kind of the opposite of celibacy. We can’t be dating anymore, but I’m not going anywhere. We can talk and message for the first little while.”
“For the first little while?” he repeated.
“Initiate training involves long stints as a collar girl,” Sofia said.
Liam looked like his world was ending. His face was closing in as he set his jaw. His lips became thin as he pressed them together. He was trying to hide it, but Sofia’s news was hurting him.
“Please be happy for me,” Sofia pleaded with him.
“This is what you want?’ he asked in a clipped voice.
“More than anything else,” she replied.
“Okay, fine. I’m happy for you,” he replied, but he didn’t sound like he was happy.
“Come on, don’t do that. Don’t just say what I want to hear,” Sofia pleaded.
“I’m sorry,” Liam replied, sitting back.
“Subject change,” Sofia declared. Her voice sounded like she was on the verge of tears. “Let’s talk about what the two of you are going to do once we graduate. Talk to me. Tell me your dream.”
“I don’t have a dream,” Liam replied quietly.
“Yes, you do. We talked about this. Why are you getting your trainer’s license? Tell me the plan,” Sofia pressed.
“I want to train exotic collar pets,” Liam replied, “You know this.”
“What type?” Sandra asked. She knew what Sofia was trying to do. She wanted him talking, rather than sulking about Sofia’s news.
“I don’t know yet. I want an animal that clicks for me. You know, something that I can understand instinctively. I figure I’ll go out and capture different animals, find one that I can work with, something that’s useful. I’ll find a collar pet that everyone wants to own and I’ll breed it,” Liam explained.
“Your turn,” Sofia said, turning to Sandra, “What are you going to do after you graduate?”
“I just want to have a trainer adventure,” she replied, “To go off into the wilderness and see something, do something, that has nothing to do with my father.”
“Something to piss him off?” Sofia asked.
“Yeah, that would be a nice bonus.”
“See, this is perfect,” Sofia said, “You can go together. Liam wants to find new and exotic collar pets, and you just want to do something in the wilderness.”
“I wanted you there,” Liam said to Sofia.
“If you’re together then I’ll be there in spirit,” she replied.
“Ugh,” Sandra said. Sometimes, Sofia was a little over the top.
“I want you to promise,” Sofia said, pointing at her and then pointing at Liam. “Promise what?” he asked.
“Promise me that you’ll go on your adventure together,” she replied, waving her finger in his face, “This is important. It won’t feel right otherwise.”
“Yeah, okay,” Liam replied. The finger rotated to point at Sandra’s face.
“Yes, whatever,” Sandra said, pushing Sofia’s hand away.
“Good,” Sofia said, “Now, I want to celebrate. All of us passed. We’re now licensed trainers. Look, the others are celebrating.”
Sandra glanced over in time to spot Kevin and Charlotte slipping past the ‘Adults Only’ sign into the back room. They both had wine glasses and they were holding hands. That was new. She didn’t know that they had feelings for each other. Then again, maybe it was just a celebratory fling.
“You guys are dragging me down,” Sofia complained.
“Do you want to go to the back room?” Liam asked.
“Ummm yes, but I shouldn’t,” Sofia replied, “They have a dancer back there named White Adder. She’s controversial at the temple. I don’t want to be associated with her now that I’m being accepted as an initiate. You know what? You two should be giving me a present.”
“What do you want?” Liam asked.
“The two of you together,” she replied immediately.
“What?” Liam asked.
“I want to capture both of you for one more night. One more time with me as your master before I join the church. I want some time where all the two of you want to do is to please me,” Sofia explained.
“Look, I’m not happy about you joining the church, but if you want to capture me for the night, I’m willing to have you as my master,” Liam said, “We can’t do it here though. Why don’t we go back to my place?”
“No offence dear, but the student residences are a bit crowded. I was thinking of using Sandra’s place. What do you say princess? Are you in?” Sofia asked.
“Yeah, if that’s what you want, we can celebrate at my place,” Sandra replied.
Sofia jumped to her feet joyfully. When Liam was a bit slow to follow her, she pulled on his arms, intentionally leaning down to give him a face full of her cleavage. He shook his head at her antics, but his frown was softening.
They made their way out of the bar. The sun was starting to set. It would be dark soon. Fortunately, Sandra’s flat wasn’t far. They headed down the street, walking side by side. Sofia was in the middle, holding their hands.
Sandra’s current home was a ground floor flat, owned by her family. The door opened to her thumb print. She led the way inside, tossing her bag in the direction of the couch. Sofia wandered in like she owned the place, her bag landing with a thump next to Sandra’s. Liam was a bit more hesitant. She realized that this was his first time visiting her flat.
“How many people do you share this with?” he asked.
“Ummm nobody, it’s mine,” she replied.
“How many rooms are there to this place,” he asked, looking around.
“It’s small. There’s three bedrooms, only two bathrooms, but at least it has a separate kitchen. There’s a backyard, but I don’t use it much,” Sandra replied dismissively.
Sofia flopped down on the couch, adjusting her trainer pouches. She was making herself comfortable. As for Liam, he was looking around, his eyes scanning her stuff, looking at her place. He walked over to a shelf where she kept her marksmanship trophies and some memorabilia. Sandra felt weirdly worried about what he thought of her home. He poked his head around a corner into the kitchen and then looked at her questioningly. She gestured for him to go ahead.
Sofia started rustling around behind her as Liam went into the kitchen. Sandra felt her friend’s hands brushing at her ponytail. That was typical of Sofia, always touching and needing to be touched. She swatted at Sofia’s hands without bothering to look. In return, she felt a metallic whack to the back of her neck.
“Hey, what are you...” she started. A vice-like metal grip snapped shut around her throat, cutting off her words.
She couldn’t breathe. There was a thick metal band around her neck, cutting off her air. She clawed at it with her hands, but she couldn’t get her fingers under it. It was a collar. She was being captured. She could feel the weird crawling sensation of a poorly aligned collar rotating on her neck, lining her up for a proper connection.
She still couldn’t breathe. The only thing that was keeping her from panicking was the sight of Sofia in her peripheral vision. The rod from the collar was connected to her wrist. Sofia wasn’t playing with her hair. She was lining her up for capture. A buzzing sensation and a sharp pain in the back of her skull indicated that the microdrills were engaged. She was helpless to stop them.
Suddenly, she felt like she was shrinking and falling at the same time. There was a rushing sensation, with swirling lights flashing in her peripheral vision. The smell of burning toast filled her nostrils and the underside of her fingernails felt oily.
The chaotic sensations cleared up to be replaced by the familiar feeling of an intruder in her mind. It was finding every thought, every feeling and sensation. It was making a map of her mind. Three dimensions weren’t enough, so it didn’t stop at three dimensions. A neural network was overlaying her mind, intruding into every part of who she was. It was able to read her thoughts. It was able to edit who she was. A sneeze popped out of her as the collar finished up.
“Bless you,” Liam said from the kitchen.
His voice was rich and clear. She was hearing him in high-definition sound. Her vision was crisp as well. She could see everything around her, down to the tiny cracks in her wall under the clips where the bookcase was secured. From the sound of Liam’s voice, he had no idea Sandra was being captured.
“Shh!” Sofia said. Holding a finger over Sandra’s lips.
The collar in Sandra’s head wanted her to acknowledge, to confirm that the capture was consensual. She could say no if she wanted to and the collar would disconnect from her harmlessly. She knew that she should be mad. Sofia captured her without warning, but it was consensual. She agreed to it. She just didn’t expect it to happen like this. Sofia flashed her a sneaky grin. She had another capture device in her other hand. Apparently, she had plans for Liam as well.
“I acknowledge you as my master,” Sandra whispered.
That’s what the intruder in her head was waiting for. It started making the familiar changes. Sandra was a collar girl. Her name was Lilac Princess. She was property and she belonged to Sofia. Sofia was her perfect master, and she was the most important person in Lilac Princess’s world. Right now, her perfect master wanted silence, so she kept her mouth shut.
As she watched her perfect master, Sandra realized she was overdressed. Collar girls didn’t wear clothing. She started stripping. Sofia was sneaking up on Liam with another capture device in her hands, so Sandra tried to stay quiet. Her top came off easily enough, but she was wearing a push-up bra, so she had to reach behind her back to unclip it. A bit of maneuvering later and she was topless, which felt perfect. Part of her mind picked up on the fact that the thoughts coming from the collar seemed to be stuck on the word perfect. It was a flag, a way of separating her thinking from that of the collar. She slipped her shorts down over her hips, being careful with her belt buckle, but her efforts at silence were academic. There was a thud from the kitchen as bodies thumped into each other. It sounded like a struggle.
With a kick, Sandra discarded her last sock, standing naked like a collar girl should be. The distinctive sounds of passionate kissing were coming from the kitchen. Stealth probably wasn’t important anymore.