Opposites
“What’s the opposite of ‘falsehood’?” Angela asked as her dance act began.
“Truth,” Jeremy replied, focused on her movements.
“What about ‘hate’?” She twirled with magnificent ease, her whole body singing an alluring song.
“Love,” he sighed.
“And ‘entranced’?” She whispered sultrily.
“There…” he bit his tongue. “… isn’t one…”
The performance continued inside his mind…
A little bit of dance and wordplay never hurt anyone, right? That’s really all I can say about why I wrote this one.
Meltdown
WARNING! CRITICAL FAILURE!
Dr. Heard ran to the lab but it was too late. Locked in overdrive, the conditioning program had reduced most of her subject’s brain functions to nothingness. A quick test showed he was only capable of using his tongue and little more.
“Oh well… I needed a new footlicker anyway…” she shrugged.
Not all my pieces are light-hearted. Not all my mind-controllers are nice. This is a bit of “dark me” in action, because I was in the mood for it that day, it seems. It’s also another impromptu.
The Enslaving Truth
Mulder struggled against his binds.
“Scully, stop!” he shouted. “This isn’t you! Wake up!”
Ravenous eyes fell upon him.
“I don’t want to,” she hissed. “Remember how you said the truth was out there and would set me free? You were right but now it’s going to enslave you…”
An alien light filled the room.
The X-Files is my favorite television show of all times. After a long hiatus, it returned for a mini-season in 2016. Driven by it, I wrote my own version of the dynamic between Mulder and Scully. Surely, I’m not the only one that thought she was sexy when she took charge of things…
Voices
“Masturbate for us,” said the picture of a beautiful woman on the cover of a fashion magazine.
“Yes, do it,” echoed the calendar on the farthest wall.
“And when you cum…”
“… you’ll be our slave.”
Unable to stop the mental onslaught, Derek began stroking, eyes glazing over.
In the apartment next door, Linda grinned.
If you start hearing things, beware: someone may really be out to get you. Oh wait, you probably wouldn’t mind that at all, would you?