Nothing Different
Hans laid down the plate.
“Gretchen, your meals keep getting worse.”
“Sorry, I changed the hypnotic seasoning.”
“You’ve used that one before.”
“No, I haven’t. Didn’t I just say I changed it?”
“Did you change anything else recently?”
“Don’t know. Notice anything different?”
No. He always had lunch in a furry leotard and silly heels.
I had lunch with some co-workers today. One of them talks and laughs a little louder than what I find agreeable but he’s a nice person. He brags a lot about certain things too and acts like he answers to no one but I’m inclined to believe he obeys his wife without question whenever she asks something of him. I can’t prove it and It’s not like I’m going to ask him if that’s the case or not but it’s what I feel to be true.
Anyway, he doesn’t like her food very much and sometimes complains about it. If he learned how to cook instead of complaining, things would be different but that’s a whole different story. I used bits of his persona to construct the male character of today’s piece of micro-fiction. The female character borrows a bit from his wife as well. I also included a bit of self-referential humor in it well given I’ve written many pieces involving food in the past. The end result is a humorous dish best served hypnotically.
A League of Her Own
Having a Lasso of Truth and all was cool but Diana wanted more so she learned Femdom Hypnosis.
Barry Allen went down in a flash.
Aquaman drowned in bliss.
Cyborg became a machine following orders.
Batman broke off his engagement to Catwoman to serve another pussy.
Superman remained boring.
Time to pay Marvel a visit.
Unlike many people, I’ve never been much for comic book stuff. I enjoy it to some extent but it never inspired in me the kind of interest it does in others. I still know a handful of things about it all though just like I know (how could I not with so much advertising going on?) that a Justice League movie is right around the corner. I was actually invited to go see it later this week and, even though that wasn’t in the plans a couple of days ago, I might just do it for the fun of it.
Of course, I also have lots of fun subverting popular culture in my writings and yes, this time around I’m bringing the kink to the movie version of Justice League, with a little nod to another comic book event as well. The idea I had earlier today was, in my humble yet seriously biased opinion, simply too good to go to waste so I dove right in. For all purposes and intents, Wonder-Woman kicks ass so she’s perfect for the role I’ve given her. An opinion I make about a certain character may prove controversial for some of you, but it’s just my own and remember that this is humor in the end. Just because I’m not particularly fond of him, that doesn’t mean I don’t acknowledge his iconic status.
Fountain of Pleasure
“You’re leaking,” she said.
“Y-yes,” he mumbled.
“And you can’t control yourself…” she continued.
“No, I can’t.”
“Because I’m in control.”
“Yes, always… oh God…”
“Goddess,” she corrected him. “Stop now.”
And just like that, the fountain dried up. He was a mess though and so was the floor.
Fortunately, his tongue was hypnotized, too.
My country is currently going through a bit of a drought right now and many locations are already feeling its effects. I have yet to but the situation may change in the future depending on how things evolve. Hopefully, everything will end up being sorted out in a satisfactory fashion.
Curiously enough, I ended up having a water problem today, with a small leak in a pipe. Despite being small, a section of the pipe will need replacement and that means trashing the floor in order to do just that. I already reached out to an acquaintance of mine to take care of business but, until then, I had to shut down the water to minimize the potential damage. I made sure to fill up some reservoirs before though and expect everything to return to normal by Friday morning.
Okay, that’s enough of that, but this true account inspired today’s story. Since I have a leak in the house, I wrote about one, too. Of course, this one is special. And hypnotic. And dirty. A shower might be in order afterward if there’s water to go around that is.
One Way to Clear a Schedule
“Why did you decide to visit a Pro-Domme?”
“Can’t remember.”
“Do you remember choosing me?”
“Nope.”
Mistress Angel left the room and called her sister.
“Pam, one of your mind-controlled subjects is here… Richard. He’s completely confused though. What’s he into? Anything I want, huh?”
She hung up and closed the dungeon for the day.
Another little bit of subversive fun joins the ranks of this challenge. Fun is precisely the keyword here. Have fun in any way you choose but do so in a safe way and don’t impose it upon others if they’re not willing to partake in it. Remember that pleasure is relative and what you find agreeable may prove extremely uncomfortable for others.
That being said, in fiction anything goes so…