In 55 Words – 2016 (March)

Below are the short stories of the third month of this year-long challenge. Please enjoy.


Muse Talk III (March 1st)

“Another day, another short story, huh?”
“Of course, my dear.”
“Are you still using subliminals to keep him focused?”
“No. I’ve moved on to bigger and better things.”
“Such as…?”
“Hypnotic chastity. He writes feverishly hoping for a chance to cum and I keep telling him that, maybe one day, I’ll let him.”
“Maybe?”
“Maybe.”


Practicing (March 2nd)

“Ten different personalities, huh?” Doctor Moore asked as she circled the sleeping patient.
“Yes,” Doctor Black replied. “but they share common traits. They’re all submissive and yearn to be rendered mindlessly obedient to women.”
“There’s only one possible treatment then”
“Indeed. I hope you brought your metronome, today. We’ve got a lot of practicing ahead…”


Her Greatest Strength (March 3rd)

She felt the ropes around her wrists. “Do you really think you’re going to take over my house?”
“Oh yes… ” the male dom chuckled.
“You forget that a Hypno-Domme’s greatest strength lies in her voice…”
As her tone shifted, so did his perception. His mind was gone long before his body sank to the ground.


Going Home (March 4th)

“… and three… welcome back,” she whispered.
“Thank you,” he stretched, smiling.
“How was it?”
“Wonderful. Such an overwhelming rapture that made my soul shiver and…”
“Just one word, please… How do you feel when you go under for me?”
“Home,” he sighed.
“Good,” she said before gently touching his forehead.
Going home never felt better.


The Plea (March 5th)

“My Lady?”
“Yes?”
“Apologies, but… it’s been more than two months and… please, may I cum?”
“No, but you may forget.” She waved her hand.
He blinked. “Hmmm… what was I saying?”
“How you yearn to continue being chaste for me. Your plea’s accepted. I’m proud of you.”
“Right… thank you, My Lady.”
“You’re welcome.”


Hypnotic Storm (March 6th)

“And now the weather forecast. Janice?”
“Thank you, Bob. A rain of triggers is expected to hit the North Coast this afternoon with mental resistance dropping below zero fast. You can try to stay indoors but the subliminals encoded in this broadcast will ensure otherwise. Rejoice! Mistress says it’s going to be a beautiful day!”


Better (March 7th)

“… and that’s why men are better than women at everything!” Professor Higgins concluded.
“Mind if I challenge that?” A blue-clad lady asked him after the lecture, eyes glimmering.
He laughed, unashamedly.
An hour later…
“Please, Goddess, may I kiss your ass?”
“No, but you were partly right. You’re better at begging than I’ll ever be…”


Lady Labyrinth (March 8th)

She moves in circles and colorful spirals, in fragments of fantasy and strokes of blue.
She sings the song of dominance in a clear, perfect pitch.
She waltzes amidst the weightlessness of thoughts, infusing them with happiness and bliss.
She is the neverending labyrinth of impossible dreams made flesh…
… and I am lost in her.


Wrongfully Right (March 9th)

“How about this one?” Deborah asked, hypno-slave catalog in hand.
Cassandra frowned. “I want the one on page ten. He’s got a twin and one can never go wrong with twins…”
Deborah looked at the spitting image of herself and laughed. They were sure to find all the right ways to go wrong soon enough.


Declaration of Dependence (March 10th)

“I, the undersigned, hereby solemnly declare that I am nothing but a hypnotized puppet for my Mistress and that I will always be dependent upon her commands for the rest of my life.

Thomas Jefferson”

Imbued with an unparalleled joy for yet another successful mission, the time-traveler hypnotist smiled before opening a portal back home.


His Trigger (March 11th)

“This book is going to eclipse all the… hey, what’s wrong?” Ashley asked.
“Your brother started masturbating behind you…” Mark gulped, confused.
“Oops… I used his trigger accidentally. Sorry, you weren’t supposed to have seen this.”
“Trigger? What sort of kinky stuff are you two into?”
“You’ll see.”
A metronome started ticking in the background…


Deprogramming? (March 12th)

“Don’t worry, we’ll deprogram your mind in no time,” Dr. Watkins concluded.
“Thank you,” Bob muttered, eyes cast down.
“Are we really doing this?” Nurse Amy whispered into the doctor’s ear.
“No,” she whispered back. “We’re just entertaining him until his Mistress gets here.”
“And then what?”
“We get to join the fun…” she winked.


Crisis (March 13th)

“Who am I? Where am I going? What am I doing here? Who am I? Where am I going? What am I doing here?” Jeffrey mumbled, incessantly.
“Is your husband having a midlife crisis?” Veronika asked, somewhat surprised.
“Something like that…” Mary giggled.
The effects of the hypnotic confusion shouldn’t take long to wear off…


Raider of the Lost Mind (March 14th)

The adventurer laid down his glass and grabbed the crystal skull.
“It was a real pleasure,” he said, his crusade finally over.
“I’m sure…” the Triad leader declared. “Now, hand it back and kneel.”
“Hmmm… why?” He smirked.
“Because of the hypnotic you just drank, Dr. Jones…”
Soon, his free will would become a relic.


The Call (March 15th)

“Welcome to the Femdom Hypnosis Hotline. If you want to be brainwashed into submission, press 1. If you want to remain in control, press 2 to see your mind change in no time. If you’re already entranced by this recording, press 3 and wait for one of our thralls to collect you in the flesh.”


Release Me (March 16th)

“Release me, you filthy witch!” Captain Intrepid demanded.
“That’s no way to talk to a Lady…” Veyla, the Conjurer, retorted with a grin. “And besides, you look so lovely inside that pod.”
“I said… RELEASE ME!” He shouted.
“Fine, I will…” She said, flipping a switch.
He was immediately released from the burden of thought.


Virtues (March 17th)

“Impatience is a virtue,” Monica said, stepping out of the shower.
“Don’t you mean patience?” Eric responded, kneeling.
“No. If you hadn’t been so eager about being hypnotized, we wouldn’t be here… Love you, pet.”
“I love you too, Mistress.”
“Ready to be virtuous again?” She teased, forgoing the towel.
Thirstily, his tongue started working.


Inspection Time (March 18th)

“As you can see, gentlemen, there’s nothing out of the ordinary going on in these facilities,” Dr. Belinda Carruthers declared in her most authoritative tone.
“Yes, nothing out of the ordinary,” droned the trio of black suits as the spiraling images were projected onto their already vacant gazes.
The monthly workplace inspections were always fun.


A Dream (March 19th)

An endless mirrored hallway… the reflections seem surprised as I walk by…
A streak of light leading the way, ethereal string that keeps me tethered, focused, and open.
A large room where she stands in waiting, gently making the colors of the world dance at will…
Her words inside my mind…
I can finally sleep.


The Season of Hypnosis (March 20th)

“Slave, get over here!” Summer commanded in a wintry voice.
The surprising coldness caused Jeff to spring to attention, only to immediately fall to his knees before her.
“Yes, Mistress?”
“You’ve been very lax in your service lately. That ends now!” She declared, pocket watch in hand.
The season of hypnosis was about to begin.


The Suggestion Effect (March 21st)

“… and now that the drug is coursing through your veins, you are completely powerless. You will do everything I command. You will obey!” Ashley whispered in Jonah’s ear.
“I will obey,” he replied, drooling helplessly.
Next to him, laid an empty vial of simple saline solution. The power of suggestion really is a wonderful thing.


What If…? (March 22nd)

“Why are you so worried?” She asked softly.
“What if it doesn’t work, what if I don’t like it, what if I…?” He responded.
“Shhh, easy… Obstacles are those frightful things you see when you take your eyes off your goal. Don’t take your eyes off me…” She instructed.
He never doubted himself ever again.


The Right Thing (March 23rd)

“What’s on your mind, dear?” Robert asked as he massaged his girlfriend’s back.
“Work stuff,” Gwen responded. “The project’s due tomorrow but everything will be fine, I’m sure of it. What about you? What’s on your mind?”
“Nothing. I don’t have one,” he admitted automatically, eyes unblinking.
He always knew the right thing to say.


Eighty-Four (March 24th)

“How many times have you hypnotized me already?” Hajime asked, nervously.
“What are you talking about? I never did such a thing!” Juri defended herself.
“That’s what you keep saying but…”
“Oh, okay. Today is the eighty-fourth day of the year so… eighty-four times total!” She grinned
“Wait, does that mean I’m…?”
“Wake up now!”


The Burning (March 25th)

“You’re burning up,” Angela said, imaginary thermometer in hand. “106 and rising, but it’s so easy to make it all go away… Just say the words, dear.”
“Okay, you win. I submit! I submit!” Matthew screamed.
“Good boy,” she cooed, tapping his forehead. The fever disappeared immediately alongside the last shreds of his free will.


Bound (March 26th)

He squirmed in bed, watching the minutes go by in slow motion as the echo of her suggestion bounced repeatedly inside his mind.
“Never without permission,” stated her seductive voice, the only law he couldn’t break.
Obedience is pleasure, even if pleasure is agony. Bound by both, he continued to writhe, completely under her control.


A Bunny’s World (March 27th)

The Easter Bunny hopped around the garden laying colorful eggs everywhere, never stopping to think about the logical impossibilities of it all. That’s one of the advantages of being a bunny: no worries about senseless human considerations or so she had told him in his sleep.
Lazily reclining, Mistress watched her pet’s performance and smiled.


Irresistible (March 28th)

“Are you sure?” Juliette inquired, cerulean eyes locked on his.
“Positive.” Bryan retorted, mouth slightly agape.
“What changed your mind?” She insisted.
“You did. You change my mind every day. I can’t resist…” He confessed, legs wobbling like jelly.
“And you won’t,” she spoke directly to his subconscious. “Sleep.”
His eyes closed and servitude began.


Symphony of Seduction (March 29th)

“Music again?” Jeremy complained.
Not quite. From the neighbor’s apartment echoed a siren-like voice as a moaning man droned “Yes, Princess.”
Leaning against the wall, he heard the sounds, absorbed them, and soon he was kneeling, moaning too.
“Join us,” she commanded, gleefully, upon realizing what had just happened.
He didn’t think twice before obeying.


Blade Domina (March 30th)

“Do you like your freedom?”
“It’s artificial?”
“Of course it is.”
“Must be wonderful to have such power.”
“Very. I’m Rachel.”
“Deckard.”
“Do you still feel our work is not a benefit to the public?”
“No. If mind-controlling replicants are a hazard, it’s not my problem anymore.”
“Precisely, slave. Now kiss my shoes.”
“Yes, Mistress.”


Uplifting (March 31st)

“What’s wrong, Michael? You seem a bit disheartened, today.” Alyssa said, placing a gentle hand on his right leg.
“That’s because I am. Everything seems grey, dull. I’m tired.” He sighed.
“We can’t have that, can we?” She murmured.
And as she kept on talking, slowly lulling his receptive mind, rainbows lit up the sky.


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