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 February 1st and February 28th.
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Possession
“Begone, foul demon!” Father Calhoun exclaimed, holding The Bible.
Emmett ignored him and kept on humping the sofa, growling feverishly.
“Hmmm, Father… I don’t think he’s possessed at all…” the young acolyte intervened, CD case in hand. It read: ‘Hypno-Mistress Lascivia’s Horny Dog’.
“Shit! That’s the third time this week!”
But certainly not the last.
I was listening to the piece below – the opening of Tubular Bells, Mike Oldfield’s debut album, that happened to be used in the movie The Exorcist and then wrote this funny scene. Enjoy.
Tradition
The sun was shining brightly. Punxsutawney Phil emerged from the burrow, saw its shadow, and retreated right afterward.
“Too bad. I guess that’s six more weeks of brainwashing for you,” Wanda whispered in Clive’s ear.
“Do I have to wear the costume again?” he asked, dismayed.
“You’re not going to wear a thing…” she grinned.
It’s Groundhog Day, today so I decided to subvert its meaning a bit. You wouldn’t mind playing this game with Wanda, right? I thought so.
Damsel in Distress
“Help me, please!” Vivian screamed.
Eric, a jogger passing by, ran towards her. She was leaning next to a man’s body.
“What happened?”
“This slave is too heavy for me to carry… would you kindly?” she blew a puff of magic powder into his eyes.
Gladly, he complied and continued doing so all night long.
Appearances are deceiving… A twist on a classic scenario because I was really in the mood for it. How about you?
Plea
Take me. Enthrall my mind, seduce my words, brand my soul.
Take me. Break me down, build me up, make me whole.
Take me. The devotion seeds are fully grown.
Take me. I need to give in, kneel by your throne.
Take me. Freedom is the greatest of chores.
Take me. I surrender. I’m yours.
Something different, a poem in 55 words. I like it a lot, it’s a personal favorite of mine. Did you enjoy it, too?