Current Record
“You’ve been staring at that for ages,” Bob said.
“It’s only been five minutes,” Samuel retorted.
“More like five hours,” Bob showed him the clock.
“What? Where did Time go?”
“Dunno. What’s so special about that page anyway? It’s just a spiral and a pair of female eyes… hmmm…”
Bob’s current record is five days.
Do you like spirals? If you’re a hypno-fetishist chances are that you do. Even if you’re not, you may feel somewhat attracted to them nonetheless. Perhaps it’s the motion, perhaps it’s the colors, perhaps it’s a combination of both but, for some, it’s easy to lose oneself in them, thoughts slowly dripping away…
I do love spirals but I don’t freeze looking at them. In fact, I can hardly focus on them for a long time, without some sort of additional stimuli. I love them but I snap out of them pretty easily because I don’t like to stand still for long. I find it fascinating when others do so though.
I wrote this piece because of it, a reaction to my own inability to focus on a spiral for long. However, since I love female eyes, a combination of both tends to be more effective than a simple motion without them.
Obedient Pet
“You are feeling very tired, very sleepy…” Amanda said.
“Are you trying to hypnotize the dog again?” Nathan stumbled into the room.
“No, the dog is just an excuse to put you under.”
“Since when do you need excuses?”
“I don’t.”
“Please don’t make me bark.”
“I won’t.”
Two obedient pets howled in the night.
This one was partly inspired by a true story. It was three in the morning, I was having a delicious erotic, hypnotic dream when I was abruptly brought back to the world of the awake by my two dogs. I have no idea what they heard but they were both howling like crazy. Although I told them to be silent, one of them failed to comply and forced me to resort to “drastic” measures so I got up, looked at him and said…
“You are getting very tired, very sleepy…”
No, I wasn’t really trying to hypnotize the poor fellow but my mind was still supercharged with the imagery from my dream and so this little bit of hilarity ensued. Teo – that’s the name of my dog – looked at me, positively confused, and actually stopped howling. With the matter settled, I went back to bed though I slept poorly afterward.
Anyway, I figured I could use some of it for a challenge piece and so I did. I don’t feel like howling right now but if I were to be put under, perhaps I would do it, nonetheless.
The Impossible
Reflected, broken, open… a shimmer of Grace in your lips.
You kneel by the shore, thoughts unwound. Her voice spirals in your fingertips.
This is the fantasy, the impossible come to life. There was a place for you in trance and now you found it.
Her legs spread wide as the sun kisses the sea.
I have many moods and most of them are creative in nature. This piece was inspired by the romantic side in me. It’s about metaphors, it’s about connections, it’s about crossing that line between fantasy and reality but in a good way. I understand that’s it’s also somewhat different than the usual fare of this challenge but if everything was the same, you’d be bored already. Diversity is the spice of life or, in this case, the spice of Femdom Hypnosis and Mind Control micro-fiction.
Of course, the overall romantic vibe could work even without the hypnosis mention but I see both experiences as intimate. Opening up your heart – or your mind – to another requires trust, commitment, abandonment which is why I like to mix the two and beauty happens when you least expect it. May you find it always.
Hotter
“Hot, hot, getting hotter…” Janice moaned.
Harry stumbled in the bedroom, looking for his prize. Her wet pussy wouldn’t be hard to find if he could see.
“Why can’t I remove his blindfold?” he asked.
“Because you don’t have one,” she thought, savoring his suggestibility as if it were a hard cock.
She loved hypnosis.
We have extreme temperatures going on around here again, the sun is so strong my head hurts just by walking on the street. At one point, I was dumb enough to glance at a beam of light and I was temporarily blind for a second. I ran into a young woman by accident when it happened. We both got a good laugh out of it but I was somewhat embarrassed by it.
Anyway, as she was leaving, I had a few… let’s say “libidinous thoughts” because she was quite attractive and all, and almost got blinded again because I was distracted so I had to write a story about “blindness” somehow. After a few experiments, this felt like the most adequate. Some are blinded by science, others by the sun, and some by hypnotic shenanigans. I know you prefer the latter so I hope you enjoyed this tale.