Christmas at Alexandra’s
“Alexandra?”
“Yes, General?”
“This is for you. Merry Christmas!”
“A new dress?! It’s lovely, but you shouldn’t have!”
“I know yet… I couldn’t resist.”
“Good. However…”
“Yes?”
“Christmas is still two weeks away which means…”
“New present tomorrow.”
“And the day after, and the day after that…”
The General drooled as his wallet grew lighter.
They say Christmas is whenever you wish it to be and Alexandra likes it every single day. Of course, the true Christmas spirit has nothing to do with the material side of things but what’s wrong with getting a gift (or twenty) when one has the power of hypnosis by her side? Nothing, I say. There’s absolutely nothing wrong with it and I’m sure you agree with it, too. If you don’t, I advise you to spend some time with her and I’m sure she’ll change your mind.
The Contract Says…
“Again?” Quentin sobbed.
“Yes, dear,” Jenna replied. “You signed a contract!”
“I know, but can’t we skip just once?”
“Not if you want me to continue hypnotizing you. Thursdays, you’re my sissy maid. You know that.”
“Yes, Mistress.” Quentin started stripping, unaware that it had been Thursday every day for three weeks in a row.
When you agree to serve a Domme, you need to be ready to do just that, especially if there’s a contract involved. She makes the rules and you comply, that’s how it works, period.
Of course, when there’s hypnosis involved, things can get a little fuzzy after a while but even then you should continue to do your best. Your obedience is a symbol of her control and what you don’t remember can’t really hurt you, right?
Quentin is learning. So will you.
Person of the Year
Jonah stared quizzically at the busty redhead woman on the cover of Time.
“Why is she Person of the Year? I don’t know her.”
“Opening paragraph of the article.” His brother replied.
“Mistress Veronica, Hypnodomme, wins this distinction for enslaving all men and then making then forget about it.” Jonah read.
His eyes went blank.
Time Magazine recently chose their Person of the Year 2020 or, in this case, Persons, as the distinction was attributed to both President-Elect of the United States Joe Biden and Vice-President-Elect Kamala Harris. I’m not American but, if I were, I certainly wouldn’t have chosen a politician this year, especially with all the pandemic stuff still going on. However, the real heroes dealing with this crap deserve real recognition and not just a vapid distinction so…
Anyway, for hilarity’s sake and given the overall theme of this challenge, I started wondering what would it be like if a hypnotic woman were to be on the cover and why, and this came to be. I also like redheads so what better reason than this?
Hypnotic Conversation
“We’re not having this conversation again, Claire!”
“What conversation, Mark?”
“The one where you say you’re hypnotizing me this weekend, I refuse, and then you do it, anyway.”
“Jumped the gun there. I wasn’t going to say that.”
“What were you going to say then?”
“My sister’s in town.”
“And…?”
“She’s hypnotizing you this weekend.”
The year is slowly coming to a close but that doesn’t mean it’s the end of impromptus, far from it. This piece came to me early in the morning but I couldn’t really write it then so I just drafted the general idea in my notebook and then developed it after work. I wanted it to have a humorous vibe to it because resisting at first but eventually falling is always fun, right? Dominant women always get their way even if they sometimes use subterfuges to get there.
Before you ask, yes, everyone in her family is a hypnotist. Mark wouldn’t have a chance even if it were her mother, cousin, or aunt (just to name a few), visiting.