November 2016

Huge

“Oh my God, it’s huge!” Louise exclaimed.
“Biggest one yet.” Connie remarked.
“And he likes it?”
“Loves it. The bigger the better.”
“Are you going to try it out tonight?”
“Yeah. Speaking of which… got to run.”
“Enjoy!”
“I will.”
Connie rushed home, got Brian between her legs and then…
… started reading her hypnosis script.

Don’t tell me you saw the punchline coming from a mile away because I won’t believe you. Fourth silly piece in a row, huh? Must be some new kind of record or something.


Hostile Takeover

Maya’s presentation was quite absurd on a corporate level but, somehow, she was hitting the right notes. The shareholders particularly enjoyed the spirals projected behind her.
“So… what’s hostile about this?” one of them asked, completely relaxed.
“No clue,” muttered a kneeling man.
“Me neither,” another one shrugged.
Everyone else slobbered as the brainwashing continued.

This one has a more classic feel to it as it figured it was about time to go for it once again. It came to me after reading an article and thinking to myself that the word “hostile” could have a whole different meaning when combined with mind control.


Temptation

“Follow me, come and feel infinity, eternity…” the demoness cooed.
“Already there,” Jason shrugged as he continued to worship Mary Anne’s feet.
“Care to join him?” she asked, each word carrying within mesmerizing innuendos.
For the first time in her perennial existence, the impious creature felt an urge to submit.
It wouldn’t be the last.

I was listening to a song by Enigma entitled “Dancing With Mephisto” from the album A Posteriori when this idea popped into my head. The demoness only line is borrowed directly from the lyrics.


Giving Thanks

“Don’t you have something to say?” Judith asked.
“Yes. Thank you for enslaving me,” Bob replied.
“Anything else?”
“Thank you for the place at your table, today.”
“On my table, you mean.”
“Yes, Mistress. Thank you, Mistress.”
“You’re welcome,” she smirked.
Naked, bound and entranced, he was the perfect centerpiece until the turkey was ready.

We don’t celebrate Thanksgiving around here, but the overall importance of the holiday can’t be overlooked, which is why I didn’t. I played the silly angle again as it was the one that felt it right for the occasion.


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