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 May 1st and May 31st.
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Peanut Butter
Daniel remained motionless when Janet flashed her pussy.
“You really fucked your boyfriend’s mind.” She said to her sister.
“Yep. His cravings now are more… humiliating.” Samantha replied.
“Like what?”
“Peanut butter.”
Janet gasped when Daniel assaulted her fridge, only stopping when everything turned sticky brown. She never bought a peanut butter jar ever again.
Good question. I love peanuts. They’re one of my favorite snacks for longer weekend writing sessions for instance but I don’t like peanut butter at all. Don’t ask me why but the taste and consistency just don’t work for me. Perhaps, that’s why I decided to use it as a humiliating trigger but if so it was an entirely unconscious decision. I can’t blame Janet though. Some things should not be stuck in other things no matter what.
Final Explosion
Derrick pumped his cock furiously while his sister and her best friend watched.
“Good boy,” Wanda said. “Keep going. Spill every drop of cum, your free will dissolving within it. The moment you slurp it all, you’ll be forever ours to command.”
Everyone licked their lips in ecstatic anticipation. Final explosion in 3, 2, 1…
As it’s becoming customary, I spent most of the day resting after a long work week. That didn’t stop me from getting ideas for stories though. This was one of them, the one I felt like working with. Was it an explosive combo for you?
It Wants…
Cameron writhed in pain on the floor.
“Angie… please stop this!”
“I can’t.” His girlfriend replied, donning an ancient tribal mask. “It’s talking to me… it wants to control you. You need to give in and become my slave.”
“Please…”
“Surrender.” She growled, mercy forgotten forever. The spirits would be satiated no matter the cost.
An impromptu that came to me after finding the featured image above. I don’t know about you, but I do find that mask to be somewhat creepy, and seeing I love stuff like that… yeah, that’s the gist of it.
The Force to Resist
The movie credits finally rolled.
“I hate the sequel trilogy!” Walter grumbled.
“Why?” Monica asked.
“Just shits on the past, adding nothing new.”
“But Dark Rey was awesome!”
“It was a fifteen seconds hallucination!”
“And if I hypnotize you into believing I’m her?”
“Well…” He drooled.
May the force to resist never be with him.
It’s May 4, a.k.a. Star Wars Day so I wrote something to celebrate it. It’s been almost a year and a half since Disney’s sequel trilogy came to a close. Rise of Skywalker remains a cinematic mess and the whole thing is as disjointed as it gets. People hated the prequels at the time but now they’re starting to look at them more favorably. The new movies had some interesting ideas that could have been so much more but it was obvious the director’s different visions never meshed together.
I’m of the opinion that Rise of Skywalker would have been much more interesting if the Dark Rey sequence alluded to earlier had been a real thing, i.e., if the main character indeed succumbed to the Dark Side even if only for a portion of the story, coming out victorious in the end. Anyhow, those fifteen seconds, give or take, were the primary inspiration for this one because, sometimes, it’s good to be bad.