Three Fingers
“Are you okay? You blacked out. Look at me. How many fingers do you see? Three, two, one… Sleep! Forget and wake up.”
“Are you okay? You blacked out. Look at me. How many fingers do you see? Three, two, one… Sleep! Forget and wake up:”
Greta smiled at Trevor’s confusion. She loved memory play.
One more impromptu to add to the list of impromptus of the month. Hypnotic amnesia is something I don’t particularly enjoy as I’m sure I mentioned before but writing stories about it is always fun and, more than anything, the purpose of this challenge is to have fun. Well, did you?
Drained
An open door was the same as an invitation so the vampire waltzed in but when he entered the living-room and saw a dozen men kneeling on the floor, no thoughts of their own, he muttered:
“Oh, fuck!”
“Going somewhere?” the hypnodomme cooed. “I don’t think so.”
He squirmed as his free will was drained.
Logic and lore were at the basis of this one. Confused? Allow me to explain, starting with the latter.
The lore says vampires hypnotize people. Often in movies, this is portrayed in a sexy fashion, glamour in effect. One of the reasons why vampires are so fascinating is precisely because they’re irresistible, but it’s only fiction.
Hypnodommes are real and they hypnotize people. They control and dominate them via suggestions, triggers, delayed responses, etc. It’s only logic they do so. Trying to go against one will not end well.
Well, with these things in mind, I thought to myself: what if a vampire met a Hypnodomme? Who would win? You already know the answer to that question and I knew it as well, but I had to write it down in a humorous way. Yes, sometimes vampires lose, but losing is winning anyway, so…
Lackluster
“What did you think?” Leanne asked.
“It was… lackluster,” Jeremy replied.
“Lacks luster? It seems pretty shiny to me!” She giggled.
“Huh?”
“Never mind. Sorry you didn’t like it.”
“I would have if something had happened… oh well..”
He left her office, naked, waxed cock for everyone to see, with no memory of being hypnotized.
On many occasions, a single word is enough to prompt me into writing one of these. The word that popped in my mind was lackluster but, since I’m crazy about puns, double meanings, and all that jazz, I immediately read it as “lacks luster” and then it was just a matter of finding a way to make the two ideas coexist.
I chose a bit of amnesia, a bit of wax, and a lot of silliness. I think I made the right choices. What about you? This concludes the first month of Year 4 of this challenge. Eleven month to go. Until tomorrow.