He Won
“I won? Oh, my God, I won!”
Jim was ecstatic as he opened Mistress Augusta’s e-mail. He had never won anything in his life. One month membership of her Premium site was simply divine!
He logged in immediately, multi-colored spirals enveloping his mind. He stared and obeyed.
There’s no greater victory than losing one’s mind.
Random lunch break impromptu to add to the count. Nothing particularly fancy about it, just me having some fun again. Everybody loves winning competitions and most of you love losing your minds to powerful hypnotic women so I suspect that if you were to receive such a prize, you would be ecstatic as well, right? Good. I’ll let Mistress Augusta know. I’m sure she’ll be pleased.
Hacked
The hacker’s message was clear:
“Comply with my demands or I’ll release all your files to the public.”
“Please do, but be sure to check them out first,” the hypnodomme replied.
Half an hour later, the hacker contacted her again, submission leaking from his lips and cock.
“At your service, Mistress. What are your orders?”
The idea behind yesterday’s piece was winning a prize from a Hypnodomme but what if you wanted everything on your own terms and were willing to stoop so low as to steal from her and blackmail her in the process? Something like that would definitely deserve having your free will stripped away from you and not in a good way so… that was the genesis of today’s entry.
Ice
The temperature in the room was dropping rapidly and Thomas was scared.
Anne’s latest hypnotic trigger was simple: the colder it get, the more his mind and body froze.
He rubbed his hands trying to keep warm, the thermometer laughing at him.
Ten minutes later, she came home to a beautiful frozen statue and smiled.
The weather around here has been quite erratic in the last couple of days. Yesterday, it was so hot a person could barely breathe, today it’s cold and rainy, and there’s a massive thunderstorm happening outside my window right now. The temperature fluctuations make it hard to decide which covers to keep in bed and whatnot. My dogs hate thunder and lightning as well.
This piece came to me as I was trying to calm them down. As it states in the description, it’s a pure impromptu, nothing else. Not really interested in freezing, thank you very much.
Being Played
“What game are you most looking forward to this E3?” Brent asked.
“None,” Sam replied.
“Seriously?”
“Yeah. Getting too old to play games, bro. I prefer being played, instead.”
“Meaning…?”
“Watch.”
His girlfriend, Roxanne, entered the room, controller in hand. She pressed a button and his cock immediately grew hard.
“See?”
“Nice joystick!” Brent laughed.
Am I too old to play games? Not really though the fascination with them is certainly no longer the same. Also, with less time on my hands, it can be hard to find a few moments to invest in some software escapades. I still do it, but quite sparingly.
Nonetheless, I always follow E3 Season just to check out what’s coming and see if anything catches my eye or not. Elden Ring has my attention for now though I’m still hoping for something more in a few days. We’ll see.
Anyhow, having recently asked on my Discord server if people were looking forward to anything in particular this year, one of the responses was “no” and that partially prompted this one. It was actually sketched yesterday but only given its humorous final form, today. Want to be played, too?