Year 6 of Spell… B-O-U-N-D’s Femdom Hypnosis and Mind Control 55 Words Stories Challenge. The stories in this post were written between July 1st and July 31st.
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The Void
Everything was like a dream. Thomas had no idea what he was looking at.
“What is this place?”
“The Void is where we send all executives who resist the company’s femdom brainwashing policy.” His former secretary replied. “I’ll return once you’re fully programmed.”
The door closed behind him and faded away. His individuality was next.
Have you ever disrespected a company policy? Have you ever wished you were punished for doing so with a heavy brainwashing procedure that would wipe away your mind completely? Yeah, me neither…
This was another lunch break piece although I wasn’t thinking about anything in particular when I wrote it. Not sure if it qualifies as an impromptu either though. I guess my mind was already in The Void and I didn’t know it at the time.
End of the World
Timothy couldn’t breathe.
“I’m dying, my love”
“You are, but not for long…” his girlfriend, Maria, retorted.
“What are you saying?”
“That’s how the parasite works. Once your heart stops, it will take over, and then you’ll resurrect as my zombie slave. See you soon.”
Fresh blood tainted the bed sheets as his world ended.
Yet another dream-inspired piece. So… last night, I dreamed I was having a terrible cough in bed and that I couldn’t breathe at all because of it. In my dream, I saw blood all over the pillows and an alien-looking wriggly thing staring at me in the chaos. I woke up shortly after, not knowing what to make of it. Everything in my bedroom was normal, of course, and no, I didn’t cough a single time.
Anyhow, it took me a while to fall asleep again. Before I did that, I drafted this one and thus continued the daily challenge. While I do love some horror vibes, parasites aren’t really my thing. Still, an idea is an idea, and making the best of them is a must.
Glitched Out
The keys on Trent’s keyboard were failing one by one. What started as a random glitch was now a systematic descent into madness. Impressions of spirals flashed on the screen as every input mechanism except five faded into nothingness, forming a single word
SLAVE.
Trent smiled, his hypnotic mistress’ powerful suggestions deep in his mind.
So… I’m actually having some keyboard issues today with a few keys freaking out from time to time by not recognizing the inputs. Not really sure what’s happening (could be the result of a Windows update because, sometimes, those mess with other computer settings, but I’ll figure it out, eventually. In the meantime, I’m using an on-screen virtual keyboard for when things kind of freeze but that’s quite annoying, overall. l’ll be getting an extra USB keyboard tomorrow if things continue to freak out as it interferes with my schedule and makes things take longer than they should.
Anyway, the concept is played differently here because I love to play with perception as I’m sure many of you know by now.
NOTE: This post was scheduled for yesterday at 11h30m pm, but it seems WordPress glitched out too at the time so it only went live on July 4th. Ironic, isn’t it?
Happy Ending
Dylan was obsessed with patterns. Things that didn’t follow one gave him headaches.
The 4th of July’s fireworks felt familiar, the chromatic sequences were pure bliss, especially when Anna entranced him and then whispered in his ears:
“Good boy. Soon, your cock will explode, too.”
Adrift in her suggestions, he waited for the happy ending.
I usually do a 4th of July-related piece on the date and this year is no exception. Feel like exploding as well?