Permission Revoked
“Permission revoked, Agnes,” Jake said.
“Excuse me?”
“I’m not letting you warp my thoughts again.”
“How cute.”
“What?”
“Your belief in free will. I programmed you… and I can make you forget.”
“You wouldn’t…”
“Sleep.”
His eyes closed.
“Wake up.”
“What happened?”
“Permission revoked, Jake. No cumming until the end of the month.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
Had a very tiring day today with barely any time to think of kinky things. Now that I did, I wrote the first thing that came to mind and lo and behold it was something about resistance and enslavement, two of my favorite subjects when it comes to these. Would love to hear what yours are.
Nerd
“How did you get your boyfriend to be so attentive, Mara?” Janice queried as she watched him clean the house.
“I dressed up as Zatanna one day and whispered in his ear: Uoy lliw yebo ym yreve dnammoc, Retep! and bam: instant slave!”
“Oh wow, can’t believe that worked!”
“He’s a major comic book nerd.”
Recently, I watched bits of an animated DC show. Don’t remember what was called – sorry! – but Zatanna featured prominently there and I’ve always enjoyed the character design – must be the fishnets! – so… Yeah, that’s it. Who knew fiction could become real so easily?
Reshaped
“Look, Tammy, you’re sweet but I’m not into you the way you’re…”
*snap*
“Tammy, these past few months have been great but I’m not ready for you to move in with…”
*snap*
“I love you, Tammy, and I would be honored if you were to be my wife.”
Tammy smiled and continued reshaping his thoughts.
Are you sure your memories and your thoughts are exactly the way you remember them to be? Our brain constantly plays tricks on us and it’s easy to get confused in the details after the events took place. One day, you’ll remember something this way, the next you’ll have a whole set of details to go with it. This is especially true with people with an overactive imagination but, imagination can be directed by outside influences as well, creating a sort of brainwashing effect that lingers on and becomes stronger the more time goes by.
I wrote this transformative short piece with these thoughts in mind. Notice how the unnamed male character goes from partner to boyfriend and potential husband. What’s next for him? I think the role of “slave” will suit him just fine and Tammy will love every second of it.
Melody
“… and to complete, this Spring we’ll be assisting in the production of ‘Melody’, a story about a young woman that hypnotizes and enslaves men for her pleasure just because she can…” Jeremy said.
“What a dumb idea!” Everyone said in unison. “Who came up with that script?”
“My wife…” Jeremy noted.
“Splendid! Marvelous!” all agreed.
We’ve all know a few sycophants, right? Yes-men (and women!), ass kissers, people that change their minds constantly to please others. They have no spine, no real morals… they’re as slimy as they get.
Don’t like them, don’t have patience for them. I think people like that are a joke so I made sure to present them as one. You may think there’s no direct mind control in this one and you’re probably right, it’s more of an indirect reference. Why did Jeremy’s wife came up with that idea, huh? Could it be that she’s been secretly controlling her husband? Who knows, really?