Year 3 of Spell… B-O-U-N-D’s Femdom Hypnosis and Mind Control 55 Words Stories Challenge. The stories in this post were written between November 1st and November 30th.
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No Saint
“Today is All Saints’ Day,” Kimberly said.
“I know,” Lucas nodded.
“But I ain’t no saint.”
“I know that too.”
“I feel like mindfucking you until you forget your own name.”
“My name is slave,” he snuggled next to her.
“That was fast!”
“I ain’t no saint either, Mistress.”
And they blasphemed happily ever after.
First of all, I hope you had a good Halloween. As I mentioned several times already, it’s not much of a celebration around here and it was raining all day yesterday so… meh.
Now, regarding this one, there’s no real story as it was another impromptu. The only thing I had figured out in my head was that I wanted something light, preferably with a romantic vibe because I’m a sucker for that kind of thing too and you know how I like to change the pace of these in order to motivate myself to keep going.
I ain’t no saint either although sometimes I’m still more of a prude than I wish. Still, I wouldn’t mind being on Lucas’ shoes, or between Kimberly’s legs “blaspheming” the day away. Admit it, wouldn’t that be nice?
Color Scheme
Brian’s mindfuck color scheme was simple. Green = I’m good to go; Yellow = I’m okay but tread lightly; Red = Get the fuck out, sorry;
“Okay,” Claire smiled before beginning to do her magic. New thoughts and colors bloomed inside him.
Pink = I need to be a girl for you; Black = Yes, I will suck cock; White = …
This is my only post of the day because I’m feeling quite drained. This piece came to me after observing my own moods when it comes to mind games. They are fun and they produce staggering results but, sometimes, you just don’t want to go there if you know what I mean.
Nonetheless, the show must go on and a good idea must come to fruition no matter what so I used those thoughts to construct this one. I’ve had the first three colorful moods many times in the past before but not the last three. Feminization isn’t really a thing for me, I have no cock-sucking fetish and I don’t want to and I’ve never been so out there to the point I forget everything for real. If you have these fantasies, more power to you.
I hope you had fun.
His Fantasies
Diana sat in her throne, a latex Queen ready to be worshiped.
“Holy Mother of God!” Jason exclaimed.
“God has got nothing to do with it,” she smiled.
“What’s gotten into you?”
“I followed your advice and started listening to Femdom Hypnosis MP3s. I’ll never be submissive again.”
He knelt, all his fantasies coming true.
For many men, Femdom is nothing but a fantasy, something they wish to experience but not really submit to. Erotic Hypnosis is one of the gateways into such a fantasy world but it can become too real as time goes by.
Many men with submissive tendencies have this latent desire to have their friends, girlfriends, or wives, become dominant and take control of their lives. Again, Erotic Hypnosis can help you with that for if a man can become more submissive through hypnotic training, then why can’t a woman learn to be more assertive and domineering.
I named this piece His Fantasies because it started out that way, as an expression of a male desire to submit but… when fantasies become real, can you handle them or not? Jason believes he can but, perhaps he’ll be surprised.
Shut Up
“It is not death that a man should fear, but he should fear never beginning to live,” Kathryn said as she thrust her strap-on.
“Quoting Marcus Aurelius while you fuck me in the ass?”
“Admit it, you never felt more alive, slut!”
“True, but that’s the hypnosis and brainwashing talking.”
“Then shut up,” she grinned.
The opening line is a quote by ancient Roman Emperor Marcus Aurelius, one I happen to like a lot and by now you know I like to incorporate quotes into these every now and then so… That’s it, really. A short explanation, I know, but no point in trying to make it any longer, right?