Year 4 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 September 1st and September 30th.
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Grandmistress
“Spectacular win, Mr. Fischer,” the-time travelling hypnotist said.
“Who are you? A Russian spy?” Bobby Fischer replied.
“No, just a lover of the game.”
“Nothing to love here, lady. Now scram because I have a plane to catch.”
“Not until this Queen plays with her pawn.”
“I’m nobody’s pawn.”
“But I’m everyone’s Grandmistress,” she smirked.
I felt like writing a time-travelling hypnotist piece today but coming up with scenarios and people for her to interact with isn’t always easy. As I mentioned before, one of the things I do for inspiration is to look up the dates in history, see what noteworthy events happened and then twist them my way. I did it again, today.
On September 1st, 1972, in what was billed as the “Match of the Century,” American chess Grandmaster Bobby Fischer defeats Russian Boris Spassky during the World Chess Championship in Reykjavik, Iceland. He was actually the first american to win the tournament and since I happen to like chess why not write another piece about it?
Fischer hated the Soviet Union and was quite outspoken when it comes to the fact. He believed the long-standing of Russian chess domination was because Soviets had “rigged chess” so his victory was a way to challenge that. However, he never would have stood a chance against a powerful hypnotic woman as my little humorous snippet just proved.
Resistance is Futile
“Resistance is futile. You shall be assimilated!” the Borg drone said.
“Never for this ship already serves under a great power!” Captain Jean-Luc Picard replied.
“And what power is that?”
“Mine!” Counselor Deanna Troi replied.
“You’re just an empath.”
“I was until I learned to project my will…” she revealed. “Obey.”
All the Borg knelt.
Having recently watched the trailer for the upcoming series Star Trek: Picard, I was reminded of how much I enjoyed The Next Generation back in the day so I decided to honor it with this fetish variation.
The Borg were quite a fearsome enemy in that show. When I was young, I didn’t like them one bit but let’s be honest; the mind-control implications that come with them are pretty much Heaven for those into drones, loss of individuality, hive minds, etc. For many, The Borg Queen that appeared for the first time in Star Trek: First Contact was also a dark wet dream (you know who you are, don’t you?)
Well, not on this imaginary timeline. Although Counselor Troi was never a favorite character of mine, she certainly had the potential to be much more if her powers had been allowed to grow during the show’s tenure. In Star Trek: Nemesis, she’s certainly capable of a lot more but never to this extent. I should have written an episode of the show for all the fetishists out there. Since I never got the chance, consider this the next best thing from me. I hope you had fun imagining this adventure that never was.
Tomorrow, I will boldly go somewhere else.
The Man in the Iron Cage
The prisoner’s identity was finally revealed.
“It’s the King!” Porthos said.
“Try brainwashed slave,” Milady de Winter chuckled.
“What did you do?” D’Artagnan asked.
“See for yourself,” she undid his robe, revealing the metal cage.
“Gross!” Aramis and Athos screamed.
“Plenty to go around. All for one and one for all, right?”
The Musketeers fled.
After yesterday’s trek into outer space, my attention shifted to more classic affairs, and Alexandre Dumas’ Musketeers came to mind. It’s not the first time I reference Dumas in one of these but this time around, I once again add fetish to where there was none to begin with in my own silly way.
I’m sure you’re familiar with the Man in the Iron Mask. Even if you never read the Dumas novel where this episode takes place – The Vicomte of Bragelonne: Ten Years Later – you probably remember the Hollywood movie with Leonardo DiCaprio and Gabriel Byrne, for instance. In both book and movie, the Man in the Iron Mask is the twin brother of Louis XIV, Philippe, who had been concealed and imprisoned from birth by his father, Louis XIII, and his mother, Anne of Austria, “for the good of France”.
For humorous purposes, I decided to exchange the mask for a chastity cage and also jumbled some things around. Milady di Winter – the female antagonist in the Three Musketeers is already dead by the time this Dumas piece takes place but I needed a sexy antagonist and there’s no one sexier than her in the world of the Musketeers, is there?
As for the end, well, just a play on the old motto though I suspect the Musketeers won’t run for long.
Hypnotist’s Clothes
“Oh no!” Gavin muttered, shaking his head.
“What’s wrong?” Corinne asked.
“You’re wearing your hypnotist’s clothes again!”
“Am I?” She smirked.
“Yes. That dress… that belt… those boots… whenever you put them on, I know I’m going to be mindfucked.”
“Perhaps you already are.”
“Huh?”
“Touch, big boy.”
His trembling hands cupped her naked breasts.
When one thinks of dominant women, it’s customary to imagine them in fetish attire, something tight, something shiny. Of course, that’s hardly a requirement for true domination even though the eye candy is always nice.
When one thinks of hypnotists, the things that come to mind tend to be objects rather than clothes. A pocket watch, a pendant, things like that. Sure, in videos you can see them wearing all sorts of wardrobe but what if those clothes weren’t really there, but rather your entranced mind playing tricks on you?
It was this singular idea that was at the genesis of today’s piece. I hope you liked it.