Suppressed
The creature slithered in her prison. Half-human, half-alien, all deadly.
“She’s perfect!” Professor Marks said, eyes feasting on her exposed pussy.
“Indeed.” His brother noted, Cuban cigar in hand.
“And her mind-control abilities?”
“They’re suppressed, of course.”
“Are you sure about that?”
“Positive.”
“Then why did you just open the cage?”
The room turned red.
One more tale inspired by my love of sci-fi and horror pieces. It’s a simple concept but one that never gets old, does it? Bad things happen in the end because they simply had to, period.
Charmium
“Name all periodic table elements, go!” Nathan exclaimed.
“Easy…” Janice smiled. “Actinium, Aluminum, Americium, Antimony, Argon, Arsenic, Astatine, Barium, Berkelium, Beryllium, Bismuth, Bohrium, Boron, Bromine, Cadmium, Calcium, Californium, Carbon, Cerium, Cesium, Charmium, Chlorine…”
“Huh? What the hell is Charmium?”
“This.” She held a shimmering rock. “There was a meteor shower, yesterday. Thoughts?”
“None…” he slurred.
This random piece came to me after looking at the periodic table of elements. No, I don’t know them all by heart. Neither my knowledge nor my memory go that far, I’m afraid.
I do believe there should be more elements in the table though, things like slavium or mindlessissium. Yeah, I’m silly, I know. Don’t you like it that way?
Hankxiety
Hank knocked on Her door, more nervous than ever. After half an eternity, she finally answered.
“Happy birthday, Goddess!” He kneeled.
“Thank you, minion. What have you brought me today?”
“More pets for you to brainwash…” He pointed at the dozen tied men behind him.
“And all wrapped up… lovely!”
Anxiety disappeared, only bliss remained.
Yes, I’m making up words again. Why? Because it’s fun, obviously. Admit it, don’t you love punny titles, too?
We’ve all experienced some form of anxiety at some point in our lives. It can be caused by just about anything you can imagine and yes, that includes birthday presents. When you really love someone, you want everything to be perfect. If you love and worship a Goddess, you obviously want her to be happy with your efforts because pleasing her pleases you so…
Hank is just like any other servant, really. You would be anxious too if you were in his shoes.
Celebrating in Style
“We’re live from the center of New York where thousands of brainwashed men are marching in ecstasy behind their owners, red roses protruding from their erect cocks! These fine gentlem… I mean, slaves on display, are celebrating International Women’s Day in style! Come join them if you dare. This is Laura Sanders, FemmeNews signing off.”
Although this site celebrates women every day, I couldn’t let the date pass by without a story mentioning it.
This impromptu was written after an editing session of one of my ongoing longer stories. I’m not much for attending parades but I enjoy watching them from afar. I saw one today with a frantic group of women singing and chanting for everyone to see. It’s possible such public gatherings will be forbidden in the future due to the viral outbreak but for now, they still exist and while there was nothing kinky about the gathering, my mind imagined there was and…