A Ghost Did It
“… and then her spirit entered my body, and took control of it. I had no choice…” Dan concluded.
“Right,” Alicia said, looking at the walls filled with dried cum. “You were possessed by a horny ghost and forced to cum all night long.”
“Exactly.”
“The hypnosis MP3s you listen to keep getting weirder and weirder.”
By now you know I love a good horror story, but I also love a good horror story that’s really just for the laughs. I suppose this is what this is. I had no real topic chosen for today so I did what I usually do when that happens. I sat down and began to improvise. However, perhaps there’s a bit of truth to all of this.
When you go under, and if you allow yourself to experience the ideas being channeled to you, you don’t exactly lose control but you’re kind of in the “passenger’s seat” for a while. While the suggestible state lasts, the fantasy becomes real whether it involves aliens, ghosts, becoming someone else, etc. If you believe you have no choice but to do something, then you have no choice but to do something and then you do it. Dan really is innocent in the middle of all of this because he’s just being a good subject after all.
What about you? Would you like to be as good as him? I suspect you do.
The Whole Weekend
“I hate Mondays,” Charles sighed in bed.
“It’s a good thing my name is Tuesday then,” his girlfriend giggled.
“It is? I thought it was…”
“Wednesday?” she touched his forehead.
“Hmmm….”
“Thursday, perhaps?”
“Wait…”
“Thank Goddess it’s Friday,” she cooed.
“Thank you, Goddess,” he drifted into hypnotic dreams.
He served her mindlessly the whole weekend.
I don’t hate Mondays like other people do but today it doesn’t feel like one at all. In fact, I woke up convinced it was anything but a Monday, go figure! The bit of confusion remained until I looked at the calendar and saw it, clear as day that it is Monday and that July is almost coming to an end. The year is going by really fast, it seems. My perception of Time is a bit skewed.
I suppose all of these considerations were at the core of this one. Time, perceptions, confusion… in a hypnotic state, these three elements undergo modifications. The fun lies in accepting them, going with the flow. Today is Monday because of a convention but all barriers can fade when our subconscious takes over. Is it still Monday then or is it something else? Are you awake now or in a trance? Who knows?
Not His Day
Mark looked at Allison with puppy eyes.
“What?” She asked.
“Hmmm… today is National Orgasm Day and I was thinking…”
“… I would let you cum? How many days of hypnotic chastity did we agree on?”
“Fifty”
“How many have gone by?”
“Twenty-two.”
“No orgasm then. I think I’ll have five though.”
He got to work.
I didn’t make the date up. Today is indeed National Orgasm Day, at least in some countries like the UK and the US. I’m not entirely sure if that’s the case around here but that’s okay as it’s definitely a good excuse for one of my pieces of micro-fiction, don’t you agree?
To be perfectly honest, I think Mark was in the wrong to begin with. If he had agreed to something prior he shouldn’t be trying to find a loophole to get away from it. As the dominant in this situation, Allison had every right to deny him even if there weren’t any hypnotic happenings going on. Remember that if you wish to serve a woman and ever find yourself whether to obey or not. The answer is simple and I’ll state it again. If it pleases her and doesn’t go against your core beliefs, the obey. If you just submit when you want to, then you’re not really serving her, are you?
If you liked this hypnotic chastity piece, known that I have plenty of other posts on the subject, including poetry, flash fiction and even photo-stories. The best way to dig into them is by hitting the archives page. Enjoy.