Blown Away
“You look tired, Jack.”
“That’s because I am, Liam.”
“Burning the midnight oil?”
“Something like that. She uses a candle though.”
“Who?”
“My Hypnodomme. She makes me work very hard.”
“Is that bad?”
“No, I love it. You’ll love it, too.”
“But I don’t want to…”
The candle said otherwise. Jack’s will was blown away.
I do feel a bit tired today even though it’s only Monday. The truth is I’ve been working quite hard recently and, sometimes, I don’t rest as much as I should because of it. For the moment, I can handle it because things need to be done no matter what but I may need to stop and catch a breath again, soon.
Anyway, yes you can be convinced to become more productive through the use of hypnosis, even more so if your desire is to be more productive from the start. Nothing replaces hard work as a way to get what you want. Sometimes, work isn’t enough, but laziness sure is a road to nowhere and you don’t want to go nowhere, do you? Where’s the fun in that?
I’m not very fond of candles, truth be told, but they’re quite the fixation point for something like this. Blowing the candle away is a common metaphor but it makes sense so… Keep working hard, folks.
The Pendant
“Oh my God! You’re wearing a chastity device,” Brenda exclaimed.
“No, I’m not,” Dean blushed.
“Yes, you are. It’s adorable. How did it happen?”
“I don’t know.”
“You don’t?”
“No. My wife showed me this pendant and then… what are you doing?”
“Calling your wife, obviously.”
“Why?”
“My boyfriend will like that pendant,” she winked.
If you’ve ever been hypnotized, do you remember the first time it happened? Do you have a clear memory of what transpired and how? Do you recall the suggestions given, the things you felt, etc?
Some people can recall things easily, others not so much. For a few, everything remains pretty vague, a blur of thoughts, ideas, and whatnot. Hypnotic amnesia is real whether triggered or simply spontaneous and I think Dean suffers from the latter, truth be told. Who knew a pendant could be so strong?
This piece was an impromptu. I wasn’t thinking of anything in particular when I wrote it. I just did, just like I’m typing this so-called explanation without thinking about it too much. Maybe I’m responding to some sort of suggestion myself. Perhaps, you are too since you continue to read it. I do like the idea of chastity play, as I’m sure I mentioned before but the physical device itself is not for me as I find it to be somewhat demeaning and that’s no fun at all (unless you’re into humiliation, that is).
I have to ask though. Would you like to be hypnotized into wearing a chastity device for your Domme’s amusement?
First Day
“Alexandra?”
“Yes, General?”
“How many times have I asked you not to hypnotize people on their first day around here?”
“Who are you talking about?”
“Melvin from Planning.”
“But Melvin has been working with us for the last three years, Sir.”
“Preposterous! I would remember it that were true.”
“Would you really?” She grinned.
“Shit!”
I did talk about amnesia yesterday, didn’t I? Well, as it turns out, Alexandra Ryder – a.k.a Agent 47-D – is very good at inducing it though by now I’m sure you’re not surprised. She’s very good at everything she does, even if her sense of humor sometimes is a bit… weird. Must take it after me since I created her, after all. Yes, Alexandra, you’re just a character, albeit a very intriguing one. If you were real, you would bring the whole world to its knees (the world of men at least) faster than the blink of an eye.
I’ve been told by a friend of mine recently that perhaps the General is in need of a (prolonged) vacation. Sometimes, I find myself thinking about that too but while that day doesn’t arrive, I hope you continue to have fun with her hypnotic shenanigans in micro-fiction format because I sure do.
New Recipe
“Did you change your cake recipe?” Lance noted.
Phyllis raised an eyebrow. “Why do you ask?”
“It tastes weird.”
“I added some hypnosis and a hint of cum.”
Lance choked. “What? When did you…?”
“I didn’t say it was yours. It’s your brother’s.”
“That’s even worse.”
“You’re just jealous.”
Lance blushed and grabbed another slice.
I’ve been in the mood for cake for a few days now. Something sweet and fluffy, preferably with lemon or perhaps coconut. I’m a bit of a glutton but I can’t indulge in such delights very often because of that. Around a year and a half I was a bit overweight but since I took control of my eating habits once again, things have remained steady and I want to keep them that way. Still, a delicacy once or twice won’t hurt, right?
Yeah, thinking about cake made me want to write about cake but I don’t want that cake. The hypnosis is fine and all but that filling? No, thank you. However, if you crave it, if you would do anything to get your hands (on mouth) on something like that then more power to you. I can ask Phyllis to hook you up and I’m sure she’ll be happy to oblige.