Bullshit
“That’s impossible!”
“You’re mistaken, Matt!”
“You can’t be forced to do anything you don’t want to do while hypnotized, David!”
“True, but you can be gently seduced, conditioned into wanting those things until you eventually do them.”
“Bullshit!”
“Says the guy wearing Gemma’s dress…”
“Fuck you!”
“I already did,” David replied, ashamed, dildo in hand.
And we’re back for another round in this daily writing challenge. Today’s piece is yet another humorous romp that focuses on the concept of gentle coercion, subtle brainwashing if you want. It’s not just fiction, it can certainly happen and, depending on how things turn out, the results can be mind-blowing. Perhaps the existence of this site on the Internet was a result of such a series of events, who knows?
Gemma may not say a word in this piece, but she’s certainly responsible for everything that transpires in this little bit of micro-fiction. As for me, I will not be held accountable if you end up having trouble sitting after reading it.
Dreams of Love
“And… wake up!” Clarissa said.
Jonathan blinked, felt his muscles stir once again.
“Was I sleeping?” He asked.
“For a bit. Did it feel good?”
“Very. At times I think and at times I am. Thank you for letting me be.”
“You’re welcome. Shall we be stupid together now?”
“Gladly,” he leaned for a kiss.
19th Century born French poet, essayist and philosopher Paul Valéry inspired today’s entry in this challenge. One of his most famous quotes goes as follows:
“The best way to make your dreams come true is to wake up.”
It’s easy to see it for what it is, a call to action as opposed to laziness and procrastination. There’s a time for sleeping and dreaming, and a time to go beyond them, to do the things that need to be done so that we can feel good about ourselves in the end.
The thing is, I always interpret quotes in my own special way when it comes to writing one of these. Given the themes that permeate this site, the fetish side of me saw in it a gateway to the world of trance. The romantic side did the rest. Two more quotes from Paul Valéry ended up being articulated into the flow of the tale, in order to give it the vibe I wanted to convey. One of them is used literally, the other slightly adapted, but I’m going to refrain from telling you what they are if you don’t mind. Some mystery is in order when there’s love involved, don’t you agree?
A Hero Falls
“Take it!” She growled.
“No!” He spat.
“Why not?”
“I’ll die if I do.”
“No, you’ll just become my slave.”
“That’s death to me.”
“You were always a drama queen, Jim.”
“And you were never a bitch, Lee.”
“I love being a bitch,” she grabbed another syringe.
He would love to be her bitch, too.
Unlike the last entry, I’m not in the mood for anything romantic today. In fact, today’s addition to this writing challenge is a bit dark, and it’s inspired by one of the major plot points of the third season of the TV show Gotham. Allow me to elaborate.
There’s a virus in that season, commonly referred to as the Alice Tetch virus. When people are infected by it, their darkest impulses are brought forth in an exceedingly violent fashion. It’s all quite horrific, but I mentioned in the past I do love horror stories so…
My tale revolves around two characters of the show, Dr. Lee Thompkins, and Detective Jim Gordon. It also involves a virus. My take on it is, of course, different. Why go for horror when one can have a bit of fun with the mind-control fetish? If I had written for that season of Gotham, something like this would have surely happened.
Cold Feet
“Anna, I’m… I’m not so sure about this anymore.”
“Awww… getting cold feet all of a sudden, Jack?”
“Yes. It’s my head we’re talking about, for crying out loud!”
“I know, but think how good it’s going to be when it’s nice and clean for me.”
“I…”
“Shhh… just relax…”
And so the shaving began.
The entry above is weird. Or perhaps I should say it’s weirder than usual given I write weird things all the time. In fact, it’s so weird I’m having a hard time right now to come to terms with the thought processes that inspired it. Nonetheless, I shall try and write a few lines about it while I’m at it.
Where should I begin? Hmmm… Misdirection might be a good starting point. Yes, this is a tale about misdirection. Born of an impromptu, I sought to purposely make you, the readers, believe in something at first, something that may not be what actually takes place. In a way, I wanted to shatter everyone’s expectations regarding the themes that are at the core of this writing challenge and the blog/site as a whole. Because you’re already familiar with what I write, reading the first few lines of this tale is sure to evoke feelings of anticipation. The problem with anticipating things is that, sometimes, what we anticipate doesn’t always come true so…
Here’s the thing though. Misdirection can lead to anticipation in the same way that anticipation can bring about misdirection and when the two of them come together, it becomes hard to realize what it’s true and what it’s not. Hypnosis and mind control often rely on little things like this. In order to bypass a subject’s critical functions, you confuse them, tell them stories, invoke contradictory feelings. In the end, it doesn’t really matter because if the belief kicks in, then it becomes true and “magic” happens.
Depending on the point of view you choose to take, the story above is either a cop-out or is, in fact, more relevant than anything else because words have many different meanings. Read the last line very carefully and make your own judgment.