Never Again
“You can’t sway me anymore!”
“I can’t?”
“No. Your triggers and suggestions are no longer effective. I win, and you lose.”
“Curious… I didn’t think you had it in you.”
“Tough luck. Goodbye, Joan.”
“Goodbye, Carl.”
He walked out the door, naked and happy, butt plug in place. He would never be her hypnoslave again.
Certainties are a wonderful thing to have, right? Something funny, quick and dirty. By the way, I’ll never write another shortie in my life!
Ring the Bell
The bell rang once. He immediately dropped to his knees, eyes glazing over.
The bell rang twice. His mouth watered as she waltzed in, crotchless attire in view.
The bell rang thrice. Eagerly, he crept towards her palace of sex.
“Well done, Dr. Pavlov,” the time-traveling hypnotist grinned. His conditioning would go down in History.
She’s already a staple of these so another appearance was in order. Pavlov conditioned dogs with his bell but who conditioned Pavlov? Well, now you know.
Imprint
“This is amazing!” Dr. Wyatt exclaimed.
“Indeed,” Dr. Pratt responded. “The patient seems to have the image of this woman literally imprinted in his brain. Who is she?”
“His Goddess, apparently.”
“Goddess?”
“Yeah. He’s a big fan of erotic hypnosis.”
“I see.”
“Are you thinking what I’m thinking right now?”
“Yeah. Let’s book a session.”
Another piece about conditioning, this time with an even greater physical repercussion. Silly, I know. I still like it.
Multiverse
Tear down your walls
Let them wither, crumble
As your will sinks and falls
Leaving you weak and humble.
Your ego must sleep
For my control to shine
Come, I’ll take you deep,
Come, I’ll make you mine.
Countless worlds exist
In all, it’s clear as day:
You can never resist
You will always obey.
Did you expect to see another poem in 55 words? Probably not. I didn’t either but I wrote it.