I found myself reflecting on the meaning of various things, today.
One of those was the dividing line between fantasies and reality. Another was just how deep is too deep when it comes to hypnosis. Since the practice involves altered states of mind, there’s a chance things can easily get out of hand and that, of course, must be avoided at all costs. When writing pure fiction, consequences can be easily dismissed because it’s fiction after all. However, in real scenarios, in real relationships, one’s self must never reach a point where the call of the abyss is louder than the call of fun. A bit of food for thought. Enjoy the short story and have a good weekend.
Come Back to Me
“3, 2, 1… wake up! Are you okay? It seemed like you went too deep,” Ashley noted.
“I did,” James agreed. “I forgot to breathe, forgot myself.”
“Don’t,” she cuddled him. “Losing oneself for real isn’t fun… You must always come back to me.”
“Yes, Mistress,” he smiled. That would always be his favorite command.