December 2018

Winter Has Cum

“Paul!” Martha screamed.
“What?”
“Jerking off to Game of Thrones? Seriously?”
“With so much sex going on, it was inevitable. Winter has cum!”
“Sigh… time for drastic measures.”
“Such as…?”
“Shhh… look at the pendant and go to sleep. Yes, sleep…”
Game of Chastity wasn’t fun to him but she loved it all year long.

Inspired by Game of Thrones, obviously. Yes, I know the joke is kind of old by now and that porn out there has already used it in many different ways but I wanted to go for it too especially because: a) today is the first day of Winter and b) reruns of the seven seasons thus far are being aired around here as we speak so…

Masturbating to other women when your girlfriend is around is usually not a good idea unless she’s into it or she tells you to do it in the first place. That was my primary reasoning when devising this one and since too much cum is unacceptable anyway, chastity had to come into play in one way or another. First a punishment, then bliss, then a punishment again, and so on. One year is a long time, isn’t it?

Entering the final stretch of this challenge. Only a few more days to go. Are you looking forward to 2019?


Messy Lionel

Messy Lionel

“Alexandra?”
“Yes, General?”
“Why were you seen alongside Lionel Messi last weekend?”
“Oh… I wanted to see how good he was at dribbling so I covertly hypnotized his balls.”
“And…?” he gulped.
“That hotel will never recover. He should be called Messy Lionel, instead.”
It was the last time the General saw a soccer match.

I was chatting with a few friends of mine yesterday and the word mess was confused with Messi for some reason. From there, I went to “messy” and next thing I knew I was talking about balls of cum and whatnot. It was quite a surreal moment but one that gave birth to this piece after Alexandra was mentioned seeing the kind of humor present in those remarks was right up her alley in these snippets of mine.

It’s not the first time I’ve written about soccer this year although my other piece revolved around The World Cup and there was no hypnotic secret agent in sight in that one.Still, go take a look at it if you enjoy the sport. I do, but I’m no aficionado. Hypnotic games are better anyway and I’m sure many of you will agree.


Logic Lessons

Cameron stared at the blackboard, vision clouded by Katherine’s powerful hypnotic trance.
“Go on, read what I just wrote,” she commanded.
“Men must serve women. You are a woman, I’m a man. Therefore, I must serve you.”
“Exactly. Doesn’t this make sense, my dear?”
“Absolutely,” he mumbled, knees buckling.
“And you thought Logic was hard…”

I like Logic a lot and I used to teach it among other things many moons ago. While some of it required clever thinking, many aspects of it are simple enough like the syllogism above for instance. If you believe in the validity of the first statement and the second is true as well, then the conclusion is inevitable, kind of like going into trance and finding yourself completely suggestible and controlled by the hypnotist’s words inside your mind.

Femdom Brainwashing works this way. Mantras are often syllogisms or sequences of arguments at least that, when repeated, become truer and truer, changing the way you think until you wake up one morning, completely submissive and obedient with no obvious recollection of ever thinking otherwise. If you already show submissive tendencies on your own, indoctrination is easier of course but even if you don’t, prolonged exposure to these techniques will alter your brain chemistry, rearrange your priorities, crush your ego, make you docile and compliant.

Admit it, you’re wet right now, aren’t you? I figured as much.


Cliffhanger

“Is everything okay, Eve?” Diane asked.
“Yeah, why?”
“I heard the fight this morning.”
“Oh, that! My husband was being obnoxious, constantly repeating: It’s Christmas Eve, Eve!”
“Yikes! How did that go?
“It ended on a cliffhanger.”
“Meaning…?”
“See for yourself.”
Cliff stood to attention, coat hanging from his cock. Eve loved being a witch.

Just a random impromptu that came to me. In an old episode of Friends, Phoebe at one point says “Happy Christmas Eve Eve”. Animated .gif below.

For some bizarre reason, I thought of the cliffhanger pun when seeing it again (don’t ask, I can’t tell you why) and then I wrote it down. I already told you my thoughts are weird sometimes. This is one of those times.


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