Year 2 of Spell… B-O-U-N-D’s Femdom Hypnosis and Mind Control 55 Words Stories Challenge. The stories in this post were written between December 1st and December 31st.
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Release Date
“Only 31 days left… ” Owen muttered.
“What’s that?” Nate queried.
“My Hypnodomme said she would release me from chastity at year’s end.”
“Sounds good.”
“It’s wonderful. 2025 can’t come soon enough.”
“Wait, you’re only getting released on 2025?”
“Something wrong?”
“No. I know what I’m getting you for Christmas now…”
The answer was a calendar.
December is here and that means that the 2017 writing challenge is entering its final stretch. Still, there’s some time left for more mind control shenanigans, especially those of the humorous kind. Today’s piece is one of those, too. It involves hypnotic chastity, erroneous thoughts and the importance of Time. Someone’s wait is going to be a very long one… just saying. Have fun and until tomorrow.
Her Spirit
“I love my new house…” Stanley commented.
“New? You’ve been here for 13 years!” Paul sniggered.
“True, but she hasn’t…”
“She?”
“Look behind you.”
“Holy… that’s a ghost!”
“Indeed.”
“How come you’re not afraid?”
“She used to be a Femdom hypnotist.”
And as the saying goes: when the spirit is willing… the cock is weak.
I dreamed of a ghost last night. And things happened in that dream that would make grown men blush. I know I did at some point, but it was just a dream. I could have written a steamy piece but choose a humorous one. Laughing is good. Laughing on a sunny weekend even better.
Snow Day
“Yes or no, Carla?” Dean begged.
“Snow!” She shouted.
“Yeah, it’s snowing but what does that have to do with me asking you to hypno…?”
“Shhh…” she interrupted him. “It’s so relaxing to watch the snowflakes fall… Wouldn’t it be nice if you could just follow one all the way down?”
Yes, it certainly would.
It’s so… cold. Seriously, despite the sun, it’s freezing around here. Due to its location, my house gets pretty cold this time of year. Having a dog that likes to jump around, leaving every door open, doesn’t help either. It’s not cold enough for snow though. That is a very, very rare occurrence, which is a shame. I like it. I like seeing things wrapped up in its white blanket.
As I found myself thinking of snow, I channeled those thoughts into today’s piece. It would be nice to have something like this happen right now. However, that’s just wishful thinking on my part.
Deep Thoughts
The pendant swung back and forth.
“What are you thinking now?” She asked.
“That I shouldn’t be thinking,” he replied.
“I like the way you don’t think.”
“I like the way you make me think I don’t.”
“What are you thinking now?”
“Wanting you, needing you, pleasing you…”
“Think deeper.”
The pendant kept on swinging…
Today’s piece is about thoughts. I didn’t have to think much to write it. In fact, I’m not sure if I thought at all. I love thinking. However, I don’t love overthinking. Overthinking sucks. Liking things like that is being a bit of a masochist. Nothing against them, but I don’t want to be one. I want to think less. I want to feel more. I want to enjoy the things I’m feeling. I don’t want to rationalize those feelings all the time. This is why I wrote about thoughts. I hope you enjoyed reading what I wrote, without thinking too much as well