The Gobbler
“Alexandra?”
“Yes, General?”
“I know I’ve been gone for a while but why is Colonel Gibbons gobbling around?”
“Because Thanksgiving is right around the corner and he doesn’t want to be stuffed.”
“Thanksgiving is still a week away!”
“True, but turkeys can’t tell the time.”
“I knew I should have stayed in bed.”
Alexandra grinned.
Seeing as yesterday’s entry touched on some pretty serious subject matters, I decided to return to more humorous grounds once again, and after one Ryder comes another. Alexandra is always ready for shenanigans even if it means her friends become turkeys. We don’t celebrate Thanksgiving around here but it’s still an important date even if this year, celebrations may not be as people hoped for.
Still, this little tidbit came early to – hopefully – make you smile.
Crazy Expenses
“Alexandra?”
“Yes, General?”
“Your mission expenses last month were ridiculous. Five hundred thousand dollars on a champagne bubble bath? Why?”
“I was disguised as an eccentric millionaire… had to live up to the moniker.”
“You could have just hypnotized everyone into believing you were eccentric!”
“Not while I was taking a bath!”
The General sobbed.
I know what some of you are thinking. Two Alexandra Ryder pieces in a row? Yeah, well… I did have a couple of other ideas yesterday and decided to add one to year 5 of this daily challenge today. I don’t even like Champagne but Alexandra has expensive tastes so… The General never catches a break with her, huh?
Almost Ready
Hans opened his eyes, vivid thoughts flaring. Men weren’t servants! They didn’t have to wear collars and submit to their girlfriends or wives. It was all a lie!
“Reverting again, huh?” Carmen noted, syringe in hand.
The needle pushed deep, memories came undone. Only three awakenings in the last twelve months. He was almost ready.
I mentioned many times in the past that’ resistance’ is one of my favorite themes so it’s only natural I return to it every now and then. This time, I chose to do it with a combination of brainwashing and drugs which is powerful enough to stir imaginations left and right. Am I right or am I right?
What about you? How many times have you tried to resist your inescapable fate in the last couple of months? None? You’re on the right track, then. Please continue.
The Other Self
Cameron looked at his other self and then at the woman between them, the love of his life, his one, true Mistress.
“You did it! You finally separated us.” He rejoiced.
“Yes.” Natalia smiled. “You are free from your male flaws. Now, finish the job.”
“Gladly.” Cameron reached for a knife as his counterpart ran.
The idea of separating the good and the bad sides of a person into two separate entities is not new. It’s been around forever and surely you’ve seen countless variations of it throughout the years. This piece came to me as a result of mulling about it but the separation here is not as simple as good and evil but rather the submissive traits and the dominant ones, the latter of which are plagued by ego. Curiously, it’s the submissive that kills the dominant, presumably because it’s been completely brainwashed by Natalia at that point. He loves her and will do anything for her even destroying a piece of him completely, who just happens to be in a similar body at the time.
It’s because of this nuance I see it as a metaphorical femdom horror piece. It is certainly a weird take through and through but I like weird so…