Exposure
“Am I doing the right thing?” David asked, knees trembling.
“You always do the right thing when you submit… Amanda knows best,” she triggered him.
“But…”
“Amanda knows best, Obey me.”
“Yes, Mistress,” David replied, cell phone in hand.
He walked into his sister’s birthday party, naked. Everyone laughed.
Hypnotic exposure never felt so good.
Every now and then, I find myself thinking about risky things when it comes to these fantasies of the mind. It’s probably because I’m the exact opposite when it comes to the real world or, at least, I used to be. I take a lot more chances now than what I used to do in the past. The fact that this website exists and I continue to update it day after day is a proof of that.
Anyway, being triggered into complete exposure seems too risky. I think it’s too much and I don’t think I would go for it. Even if I did, I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t enjoy it. Still, if the idea exists, one way to make it work is by channeling it into a story and that’s exactly what I did. I don’t feel more exposed now than I did before but perhaps I inspired some libidinous thoughts in you after reading this.
Measure This!
“Mine is bigger than yours,” Lena said.
“You wish,” Emilia scoffed. “Two more inches, baby.”
“You call that big?” Natalie intervened. “Take a good look at this.”
Jaws dropped in unison. “Wow!”
Sandra peeked from the kitchen. Then, she looked at her cousin.
“Are they having a dick measuring contest?”
“Yes,” Laney, the hypnotist smirked.
Well, dick measuring contests are definitely a thing, both in literal and not so literal fashion. Men like to brag, boast, prove to other men they’re better at this or that. They like to make a stand for themselves, show off. Lots of ridiculous things happen when such contests take place. We’ve all seen examples of it on the news, in movies, TV shows, etc.
That’s not to say women can’t be competitive, too. On the contrary, they most certainly are but they don’t tend to be so vocal about it. Women are much more subtle, they have different weapons, different reactions that come out to play. My stories deal mostly with men being hypnotized by cunning women but, sometimes, women are hypnotized by other women, too. And hypnotized women can certainly act like men if told to.
That’s what prompted me to write this one. It’s just a bit of silly fun about imaginary dicks but you didn’t imagine what you just read.
Rejection
“Fuck this!” Alvin protested.
“What’s wrong?” Leona queried.
“My book cover got rejected.”
“It’s got a cock in it, I’m not surprised.”
“What? There’s no cock whatsoever.”
“Oh? We need to fix that.”
“Hmmm… what’s the pendant for?”
“Hypnosis.”
“And the camera?”
“Guess.”
The new cover got rejected too, but at least she had fun.
This one was partly inspired by a true story. Sort of. Spell… B-O-U-N-D has a Facebook page. I added a store to that page as another venue to have my e-books on display. However, Facebook keeps constantly rejecting my covers stating it’s against their policies to sell adult items or services (ex: sexual enhancement items, adult videos). Thus far, I’ve been able to appeal every single time and get my covers uploaded because we’re talking about fictional works and most of them are pretty tame.
The latest “victim” is the cover below. I guess it’s too sexy for them but I’m still trying to get it to appear there. Wish me luck.
So yeah, inspired by this strange debacle, I came up with this one. Imagine if I had used a cover with a cock (or more than one!). I probably would have been banned from there by now. We’ll see what happens. I hope you enjoyed this one and until tomorrow.