Too Far
“You went too far, Hannah,” John said.
She pulled his hair and replied: “Nonsense! I’m only getting started.”
“Can we please not do this, today?”
“We could if you really wanted that…”
“Huh?”
“You only complain so I brainwash you harder. It’s too late to resist.”
“I know.”
The dildo continued to ram his ass…
Impromptu of the moment. Even though I’m on vacation, I said there were things I wanted to do so I spent most of the day working on e-books. One down, a few more to appear before the end of the month. This piece came to be during one of my breaks and so I added it to the challenge. Don’t resist. It’s better if you don’t.
Inner Animal
When Jeb was a young boy, he dreamed of being a dog and spending the rest of his days licking his balls under the sun.
Now, as he turned twenty-eight, and Alicia’s hypnotic spirals reflected on his blank gaze, he was like a cow, milked to exhaustion from sunrise to sunset.
Life couldn’t be better.
Another impromptu, although this one was inspired by my dogs. As some of you know by now, I have two, a younger male (he turned seven last month) and an older female (she’s twelve) with a few underlying health issues. Seeing I spent most of the day indoors with them, I had the opportunity to observe their behaviors more attentively, something I can’t do when I’m working and yes, my dog spent quite some time licking some of his private parts. This one came to me during one of those moments.
What kind of animal are you?
It’s Safe
Jonathan looked at the syringe the nurse was holding. The needle was huge!
“Fuck!” he muttered.
“Scared?”
“Yes. Is it safe?”
“Absolutely. Very few cases reported side effects so far.”
“Which were…?”
“Some men believed they were dominant. Silly, right?”
“Yes.”
“But that won’t happen to you… slave”
“Never!”
“Good,” she got the vaccine ready.
I’m sure many of you out there are already vaccinated for COVID, but I’m only getting my shot tomorrow. Since I wasn’t part of the priority groups I had to wait for my turn, and so I did. I admit being a bit nervous about the potential side effects as everyone I know around here was sick for two/three days after getting it, including my mother, but we’ll see what happens. I wrote this dirty piece thinking about it and, given the theme of the challenge, I had to include some mind control, of course. If you’re brainwashed hard enough, there will be no side effects for you, I promise.
Stay safe, everyone.
Just a Suit
It was just a suit… sleek, tight, black.
The latex sheen sang a honeyed melody in the dead of night, promising he would never walk alone again.
Trembling, he touched it, electricity running up his spine as his skin slowly darkened.
It was just a suit and he was another mindless dolly for Mistress now.
Last month, I did a series of four pieces inspired by suggestions by members of the DeviantArt community. The pieces in question were:
- What’s the Difference?
- Waiting for the Impossible
- Don’t Worry
- Already Brainwashed
This is another one of these. The suggestion this time was posted yesterday by SillyWalker1234 – thank you for playing along! – and the prompt was latex. This was an impromptu as well with a bit of a transformation going on. Would you love such a fate or not?