November 2019

In the Shadows

Harry jumped out of bed.
“FUCK!”
Everything was dark. The only thing worse than the blackout was his dead mp3 player, the voice of his hypnotic Mistress condemned to silence.
Cold sweat rushed to his forehead. Power would be back and so would the comfort of her control.
He sat in the shadows and waited.

One more impromptu to add to the mix. I already lost count at how many I’ve worked with throughout the years. It was obviously inspired by the idea of missing someone which can be the worst feeling in the world. Of course, absence is often just a prelude for their return and when that happens, fireworks explode in our hearts and minds.

This piece concerns the anticipation before that moment because hope never truly dies. Tomorrow’s piece will be a humorous affair through and through. See you then.


Stats

Walter glanced at the colorful charts.
“These are my stats?” He asked.
“Yes” Dr. Saunders replied. “Ever since we started this hypnotic treatment, your average speed in the pitch increased thirty percent, same as the number of successful passes.”
“It seems I’m also up in OSE. What’s that?”
“Oral Sex Expertise,” she snapped her fingers.

Every now and then, we see stories online about various methods to improve athletic performance, some of which are hardly legit. Unfortunately, doping is a big deal and an easy way to circumvent hard work. I don’t like it and I hope neither do you.

I then started thinking “what about hypnosis?” It’s a natural affair so surely it can’t be considered illegal. And it’s not. Sports hypnosis is a thing, a way to relax athletes before the big decisions. It also improves their performance while in effect because they’re more focused on the tasks at hand.

That’s when I decided to write something about it, Of course, this being a femdom hypnosis/mind control challenge, some form of kink had to find its way in. I don’t know about you but I want Oral Sex to be an Olympic Sport sooner than later.


Weaknesses

“Hey, Holly.” Marge said.
“Hi, sis.”
“Everything okay?”
“Splendid. I followed your lead and hypnotized my boss to accept his weaknesses.”
“And…?”
“He’s addicted to my ass. and will do anything to kiss it. I love having him as my slave.”
“Wonderful.”
“I need to repay you.”
“What do you suggest?”
“Tell me your weaknesses…”

Everybody loves a good ass. I know you’re no exception. Just thinking about that divine part of woman’s anatomy makes you all wet and if you’re drooling by your keyboard right now, your addiction really has no cure, right? You can’t resist a woman’s ass as it pulls you under. Let it smother you, consume your will. It’s not like you need your mind anyway.

Yeah, this piece was written for all you ass “perverts” out there. May you live long and prosper knowing that this weakness in your genetic make-up is just what the doctor prescribed. You will be an ass slave for that is all you were born to be. Reading this piece just made the truth clearer to you.

As for Marge, I don’t know what her weaknesses are but I wouldn’t be surprised if asses turned out to be one, too.


The Widow Hypnotist

Detective Morris examined the dead man in the alley. He was covered in jizz.
“This is the work of The Widow Hypnotist,” he concluded.
“How do you know?” His partner asked.
“She has a thing with names. Her last victim was called Cliff and she made him jump off one. This guy is called Jack.”

Well… I don’t know, really. I wasn’t thinking about anything special and then the idea of someone named Cliff jumping off a cliff to his death because he had been hypnotized and brainwashed to do so by a nefariously evil woman came to mind.

Literature, movies, and real life are riddled with accounts of “black widows”, women that marry men for their money and then have them killed or kill them themselves. I used the concept to create The Widow Hypnotist but I wanted something else to add to the tale, something so absurd that made it less serious and more of a humorous affair despite the deaths involved. Not sure if anyone has ever died of excessive masturbation but in my twisted little mind that’s certainly a possibility.

Anyway, if I can think of any other names to fool around with in the future, expect The Widow Hypnotist to return.


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