Star Trek: The Next Domination
Captain’s Log, stardate 5791.6
My Number one tried to destroy the shining blue stone given to me by the Priestesses of Ipno. He claims it’s dangerous, that it’s controlling my mind. Nonsense! I’ve arranged for a batch to be delivered to Starfleet Command as soon as possible. Soon, they’ll learn the truth as I did.
Star Trek again, yes, but this time we’re on Picard’s time. I still haven’t written pieces about Deep Space Nine, Voyager and Enterprise, but maybe I should.
Daydream
Jackson sat close to the bedroom window, watching the sun rise in the distance. It was almost time. As bountiful light overwhelmed the oppressive night, he found himself drifting, effortlessly. He turned around, knelt by the computer screen, and welcomed his Mistress’ voice with an open mind. It was going to be a wonderful day.
Daydreaming can be nice. I’m prone to it because of my overactive imagination and as such…
Recycling is Good
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I recycle as much as I can in my real life. If things can be recycled, why not thoughts and ideas? It’s not a new idea, but the way it’s presented in this one is at least somewhat compelling. Oh, and the numbers translate to FemSupreme as well…
Oktoberfest
“Wunderbar!” Alan said to the cute Bavarian girl as he laid down the empty mug. “What’s it called?”
“Unterwerfung,” she whispered.
He turned on his phone’s translation app. The word “Submission” appeared on the screen.
“That makes sense,” he thought, mind deliquescing. The first refill came shortly after followed by another, and another, and another…
I don’t drink beer, but Oktoberfest is quite popular. Intoxication can certainly be the first step to enslavement, at least in here.