Mental Bonds
The ropes kept getting tighter making it hard to breathe.
“What foul magic is this?” Natasha screamed. “Release me, you filthy witch.”
“Mind your language, pet,” Dina replied. “I don’t do magic. You’re just hypnotized and the more you struggle…”
Natasha continued to squirm helplessly on the floor, the mental bonds too powerful to resist.
Another lunch break impromptu. While bondage isn’t for me, sometimes I incorporate it in my pieces and mental ropes are as strong or even more than real ones. If you don’t believe me, call your hypnodomme of choice and give it a go.
Before Halloween
Camille shivered. There was a good reason why her mother’s Halloween costumes had been locked in the attic ever since the day of her death and now she knew why. The dusty old boxes glowed with an unnatural red light and commanded:
“Choose.”
Feet moving against her will, she reached for them one by one.
With Halloween fast approaching, I woke up with an interesting concept in mind which, as noted in the post’s description is the first of a series of three ideas tackling the same concept. Tomorrow, you get to see what happens on Halloween night and then the consequences of it all on November 1st so I hope you enjoy the ride. I wish I could tell you more but that would be spoiling the surprise.
Halloween Night
Diana frowned. Of all the costumes her daughter could have chosen from, the ‘sexy mummy’ was her least favorite. For a moment, she felt guilty about possessing her, a feeling that was sure to disappear once the fun started.
“It’s party time again, bitches,” the old witch said as she walked out the front door.
This continues the events of yesterday’s piece, so if you haven’t read it yet, please do so now. You now know a bit more of what’s going on but is this possession thing good or not? You’ll need to wait to find out what happens after Halloween.