Virtues
“Impatience is a virtue,” Monica said, stepping out of the shower.
“Don’t you mean patience?” Eric responded, kneeling.
“No. If you hadn’t been so eager about being hypnotized, we wouldn’t be here… Love you, pet.”
“I love you too, Mistress.”
“Ready to be virtuous again?” She teased, forgoing the towel.
Thirstily, his tongue started working.
Being virtuous is good and all but, sometimes, one must know when to be dirty, don’t you agree?
Inspection Time
“As you can see, gentlemen, there’s nothing out of the ordinary going on in these facilities,” Dr. Belinda Carruthers declared in her most authoritarian tone.
“Yes, nothing out of the ordinary,” droned the trio of black suits as the spiraling images were projected onto their already vacant gazes.
The monthly workplace inspections were always fun.
Want to make sure nothing goes wrong during an inspection? Invest in mind-control a.s.a.p. Another silly piece, courtesy of yours truly.
A Dream
An endless mirrored hallway… the reflections seem surprised as I walk by.
A streak of light leading the way, ethereal string that keeps me tethered, focused, and open.
A large room where she stands in waiting, gently making the colors of the world dance at will.
Her voice inside my mind…
I can finally sleep.
Another piece written for My Lady. Not really inspired by an actual dream of mine, although I’ve had similar ones in the past.
The Season of Hypnosis
“Slave, get over here!” Summer commanded in a wintry voice.
The surprising coldness caused Jeff to spring to attention, only to immediately fall to his knees before her.
“Yes, Mistress?”
“You’ve been very lax in your service lately. That ends now!” She declared, pocket watch in hand.
The season of hypnosis was about to begin.
Spring was coming so I decided to have Four Seasons in one 55-word story. Four Seasons, but only one possible outcome. It’s going to be a good one.