Not Racist
“You must be feeling really stupid right now,” Saoirse commented.
“For what?” Greg muttered.
“For calling me a racist. I’m not. I love white cocks as much as black.”
“That’s good.”
“I love to suck them dry.”
“Great.”
“I will do it immediately.”
“Okay.”
Unblinking, Greg kneeled before her other hypnotized servant, eager to please.
One more impromptu. Racism is as awful as it gets and this ongoing pandemic has been used as yet another excuse for constant discriminatory acts against minorities. It irks me to no end, especially the flimsy motives used to justify it as if any justification exists. Honestly, fuck all racists, okay?
Anyway, with that out of my system, I wrote something funny that, despite not aligning with my personal kinks, strikes a chord in many of you so… Don’t be a racist and obey your hypnotic owner.
Futile
Camille’s voice was getting louder inside Jack’s head.
“Surrender.”
“Stop yelling!” He blurted, bloodshot eyes confronting the bathroom mirror.
“Only if you accept who you are.”
“I’m not your pet!” He hurled an angry fist into the wall.
“No, you’re not. We’re past that… slave.”
“FUCK!” He screamed, thoughts shattering from within.
The brainwashing continued.
Impromptus strike again as I once again tackle a theme I enjoy to some extent. Resistance is hot, especially because it leads nowhere, don’t you agree? I think you do. I also think you would love to be Jack.
Day has been incredibly hot around here. It looks like Summer already. While I like sunny days and all, when the weather shifts like this, I usually have sleeping woes. Hopefully, they won’t be too pronounced this time around.
Have it Your Way
“Alexandra?”
“Yes, General?”
“I’m not accepting your resignation.”
“Why not?”
“Because you’re our best operative. We need you.”
“If that were true, you would let me build a dungeon on the lower floors.”
“Fine! Have it your way.”
“I already did. You may wake up now.”
The General blinked and went looking for his clothes.
She always has her way, doesn’t she? Yes, she does, hence another little tidbit of her hypnotic explorations in lighter form especially because her full-length story goes to some different places in the next chapters. Having a little bit of fun, that’s all.
Speaking of fun, please continue to have it to the best of your abilities.
Terrifying Thought
Two aliens gazed at planet Earth.
“Unbelievable.” Said the first. “Humans have been mercilessly brainwashed and enslaved.”
“Only the men though. Women in control? How terrifying!” Exclaimed the second.
“They must never know of this back home. Never! We don’t want our females getting any ideas!”
In the shadows behind them, a third alien smirked.
Spent most of the day writing as per usual on Sundays because stories don’t write themselves, go figure! Took some breaks, of course, one of which was for lunch (about to take another for dinner!), and while that was happening, I watched an episode of Star Trek: Discovery. Yeah, although not the greatest Trek fan out there, I began following this last month. Currently at the tail end of Season 1.
I guess seeing all those aliens was inspiring in a way and this humorous stint was born. Those poor aliens don’t know what’s coming for them.