Leashed
Her brainwashing was relentless, powerful beyond compare. He saw the leash and collar and trembled.
“You want this,” she cooed.
“I…”
“It is your destiny, isn’t it?”
“Yes,” he drooled.
“Do it then.”
Walking her Great Dane down the block was not what he was hoping for yet he had no choice but to obey.
I love dogs. Big dogs, small dogs, medium-sized dogs. Today, I was “attacked” by a beautiful black and white Great Dane as I was walking down the street. He licked my face clean in one sitting and amidst the laughs and the surprise of it all, an idea was born. What did you think?
Remember
“Tell me your name.”
“I don’t remember.”
“What is your favorite color?”
“I don’t remember.”
“What did you have for lunch?”
“I don’t remember.”
“What do you remember then?”
“What you want me to.”
“Which is…?”
“I’m your slave. I’ve always been your slave. I’ll always be your slave.”
Who needs lots of memories anyway?
My goal for today when it comes to this daily challenge was to write a piece with an emphasis on dialogue. It’s not 100% dialogue, but almost. As you’ve just read, there are no names, no gender attributions, nothing but an exchange of words and a silly punchline at the end. Of course, this being a Femdom site, I envision the controller as a woman and the controlled as a man though feel free to imagine differently if that strikes your fetish fancies the most. I’m not going to judge your kinks, rest assured.
This is also just fantasy because the idea of losing one’s individuality for good and remembering only what the dominant wants is an extreme possibility. When it comes to hypnotic play, memories can be reshaped, desires built from scratch or tossed aside, but there are always boundaries, especially ethical ones so don’t take this seriously and just enjoy the thought, assuming you’re still able to think, that is.
Do Not Think
“Do not think of me,” Julia commanded. “If you do, your thoughts will immediately shift to something else like a piece of fruit. Do you understand?”
“Yes,” Bill replied.
“Good. Let’s see how obedient you really are. Write the things that come to mind until I tell you to stop.”
He wrote “banana” fifty times.
The idea for this one came as I was having lunch earlier today. Banana is one of my favorite fruits and I incorporated it in a healthy salad because I love salads as well.
As for the “mind hack” remark made at very beginning, everyone knows that one sure way to get something stuck on your head is to try not to think of it. If you say someone not to do something, the idea of doing it is likely to enter their minds anyway. With a little bit of hypnotic persuasion, this becomes more evident, as the feeling is likely to escalate and…
In the end, was Bill disobedient or completely obedient? Up to you. I hope you enjoyed this one. With this piece, that makes it 27 consecutive months writing erotic hypnotic micro-fiction. Pretty good, huh?