Quite the Party
Marcus rose from bed, a splintering headache making the world spin. BDSM paraphernalia laid scattered everywhere. His ass was red.
“Must have been quite the party…” He mumbled.
“It’s not over yet,” his girlfriend cooed before whispering the magic word: “Sleep.”
Later that day, he dreamed there was a donkey in the room with them.
Day 5 of quarantine vacations. It’s been raining all day around here. I also have a bit of a headache going on but nothing that serious.
The original concept for this piece came to me early in the morning but at the time I was busy editing some new stuff that I hope will be released soon and so I let it slip me by. The final segment has been changed from the first incarnation because it was a bit darker than I wanted this time around. Not telling you what it was though because I may still re-tool the concept for a future piece so no point in spoiling the surprise, right?
I hope you’re doing as well as you can during these strange times. I’m grateful for everyone’s support of my creative endeavors ever since Spell… B-O-U-N-D came to be and even before that. If my daily efforts give you a little bit of solace, and comfort, or simply make you laugh when you need it, then I’m glad. Your smile is worth it, and so is your life. Stay strong out there, okay?
In Saecula Saeculorum
The horned shadow danced in front of Alec. Sheepishly, he looked at her. Effulgent eyes penetrated his mind.
“Do you hereby pledge to honor the principles of Beta Omega?”
“Yes, Mistress. Pueros homines servi. Boys are slaves.”
“In saecula saeculorum,” she replied.
A droplet of blood kissed his forehead as he dropped to his knees.
Day 6 of quarantine vacations. Another rainy day. No headache this time though so that’s certainly an improvement.
Besides writing, editing, and whatnot, I’ve been taking some time to watch a few shows and movies. One of them is The Chilling Adventures of Sabrina and I wrote this one after finishing an episode. I guess The Academy of Unseen Arts featured there made me think of Fraternities, Sororities, and whatnot so I wrote about one where anyone that joins becomes a slave for life. That doesn’t sound so bad, does it? I hope my Latin is okay. If not, please let me know and I’ll fix it.
Password
Emmett looked frantically at the locked screen.
“Hurry up, she’ll be back any second!”
“I don’t know the fucking password!” Jonathan retorted.
“Try ‘mindlesstoys’…” Their English teacher grinned, standing by the office door, a gun in hand. “Go on, boys. Don’t keep me waiting.”
Jonathan gulped and entered the code. The computer exploded in spirals.
Day 7 of quarantine vacations, a.k.a. the rest day. Yeah, I’ve been working a lot these past few days so took some time to unwind, and freshen up a bit. That meant back going back to a bit of gaming, watching a hilarious animated film, etc.
This piece is an impromptu that came to me the moment I turned my laptop on. No, that’s not my password. I was thinking about students breaking into a teacher’s computer to change their grades but since she’s a hypnotist, she ends up changing their minds instead. Doesn’t sound too bad, right?
The Regalia Nebula
“We are now entering the Regalia Nebula, Captain.”
“Thank you, Ensign.”
“Why is it called this way?” The Vulcan Ambassador asked.
“Old Academy joke. They say it’s inhabited by female spirits that mess with men’s perceptions and clothes, go figure!”
“Interesting… nice ‘uniform’, by the way.”
The Captain hid his naked body behind the seat.
Day 8 of quarantine vacations. Busy morning so far with lots of projects going on. I also found out there is a neighborhood watch program in place to help out those who can’t afford to leave their homes while this pandemic is raging so I left my number there in case anyone needs shopping done.
Anyway, onto the piece. Random impromptu that came to me as I found myself humming Star Trek music. Yeah, it was as simple as that, go figure! Mind control is more implicit than explicit unless a naked Starfleet Officer counts as explicit.