Real Deal
Steve’s eyes rolled backward, overwhelmed with pleasure.
“Oh my God… how are you doing this?” he moaned.
“I’m a skilled hypnotist, dear,” Claire replied. “You will never doubt me again, right?”
“Never!” he drooled, the sweet taste of thousands of wet pussies on his lips.
“Good. Now for the real deal… ” She spread her legs.
One of the things erotic hypnosis is used for is to heighten sensations. When our imagination is on fire, so are the things we feel and, depending on one’s suggestibility, things can get pretty intense.
Hypnosis is also useful to condition/prepare the mind for real sensations. Properly trained, you can be made to crave a lot of things like a juicy pussy for instance.
Do you want something like this to happen to you?
Resident Sexy – New Virus
Leon S. Kennedy crawled down the hallway, followed by Chris Redfield and Jake Muller, a new virus clouding their thoughts.
“Why are we doing this!” The cop turned action hero queried.
“Her will is too strong. We have no choice…” Chris replied.
“We must serve…” Jake sighed.
“Always. Happy Jill Valentine’s Day!” Their mistress laughed.
I’ve written a few pieces set in the Resident Evil universe before, all of them under the header Resident Sexy. While previous pieces were inspired by specific games, this one is new. It just takes characters from some of the most recent entries and adds a new femdom twist to it all. You know I love to do this. I’m not going to stop.
Although more of an Ada Wong fan, I always thought Jill Valentine was sexy in her own way, and seeing it’s Valentine’s Day after all… yeah, the pun was too good to let it go to waste. One of these days, I hope to be able to play the remake of Resident Evil 2 and the forthcoming remake of Resident Evil 3 as well. VII will likely never be played because I’m not a fan of first-person games, oh well…
Dancing Mistress
Women hear rhythm differently than men. Sonya certainly did, sultry hips dominating the dance floor. Neon lights spiraled across her body.
“Join me…” She whispered.
The first man stumbled her way, followed by a dozen more. Her smile sang louder than the music, bliss kissed their lips.
They had nothing to lose except their minds.
I have two left feet, dancing will never be a thing for me but it can be fascinating to watch. This piece is partly impromptu, partly quote-inspired as the opening line is by Elvis Costello. It resonated with me in some way today so I wrote this one.
Salt
“Trevor!” Camille shouted.
“What?” He grumbled.
“You came in your sleep, didn’t you?”
“No, Mistress.”
“Liar. The sheets are sticky. I can smell the cum.”
“It’s not mine!”
“Li… oh wait, I forgot your brother was here last night. He’s almost as good a subject as you.”
Suddenly, he felt the salt on his lips.
A dirty thing that came to me when the site was down. I guess I was in the mood for something dirtier than usual.