Family Tradition
“Trish…” Laura began. “… your father is naked, outside.”
“Just him?”
“Huh?”
“Yeah. Where the fuck are my two brothers? Ah, there they are!”
“Trish?”
“Family tradition, dear. Every year, I hypnotize them into doing something unexpected. And when you marry Bill, you’re game, too!” Trish winked.
Embarrassed beyond belief, Laura stormed out, never to return.
An impromptu, nothing more. I wrote the first thing that came to mind after thinking of all the things families do together during the Holiday Season. Doesn’t family trancing sound fun?
Getting ready to kick 2019 into gear and some new things are coming to the site. Please look forward to them.
Sticky Paint
Watching Timothy paint her house was a delight. Watching him do it while completely entranced, even better. However…
“Something is missing, don’t you think?” Chloe purred.
“Yes,” he mumbled..
“A bit of… cream?” she winked.
He jerked his cock furiously until it exploded on the wall. The paint would stick for a very long time.
I need to paint my house again, I really do. I’m not in the mood for it but it’s something that must be done. Not now though because it’s cold and rainy but when the Spring hits and the weather clears up again, I need to paint my house, especially the exterior. Or have someone do it for me. I’m accepting a group of mindless hypnotized toys to do the job for me. Just kidding… or am I?
Anyway, painting the house is on my “to-do” list for next year alongside other things. I wrote this story thinking of it and all stories are better with a bit of MC involved. I used to be really bad regarding New Year’s Resolutions which is why I stopped doing them after a while but some things did stick like this challenge for instance. Almost three years complete now and the sky is the limit, I suppose.
Muse Talk – A Question of Numbers
“My writer did it again. That’s another three hundred and sixty-five days for a grand total of one thousand and ninety-six but who’s counting?”
“You are, but I thought your favorite number was three.”
“Two, actually.”
“Not one?”
“No, it’s zero. Deep sleep now!”
“Great, you hypnotized all the readers.”
“Forever and ever… Happy Trancing!”
Holy fuck! It happened! I survived yet another year of daily femdom mind control micro-fiction. That’s three years in a row, never stopping, never quitting, (almost) always having fun. As per usual, there were some frustrating days, some ideas that probably didn’t come out the way I wanted them to, but this is is not a struggle for perfection, but a battle of perseverance, of carrying out a goal all the way through. When I first embarked on this daily journey in January 1st, 2016, I didn’t think I would be able to continue all the way ’til the end of the year and I did. I didn’t think I could pull it off again in 2017, and I did. And now, 2018 is a wrap, and I’m proud.
I hope you had fun with these little daily snippets. I know I did. My imagination clearly loves the challenge and, even though I write in such a niche, you have to admit my imagination can definitely go places with these. Sometimes, it’s tricky to tell a tale in so few words but it’s also entertaining when things come together. If you enjoyed a single one of the 365 pieces I’ve written this year, I’m glad.
I knew I was going to finish with the Muses again but I wanted to play with you, too. I seek not to hypnotize you and enslave you with these little tales but, surely I’ve stirred some curious minds here and there and maybe I made you imagine things that made you feel blissful and dreamy… It’s an entrancing experience to write these and perhaps it’s the same for you when reading them. If you’re daydreaming right now because of it, keep at it, have fun, enjoy. It’s been a pleasure to entertain you all.
So… will there be a Year 4? You’ll find out tomorrow. See you then and Happy New Year.