Dream of Blood
Elena hovered over Karl’s bed, seductive gaze locked on his.
“Your mind is mine,” she purred.
He resisted, hands on the crucifix around his neck. The vampire growled, flew away, and then Karl…
… woke up.
“Oh thank god it wasn’t real.”
“Only the levitation part…” Elena smiled next to him, glistening fangs dreaming of blood.
With a title like that, you’re probably wondering I dreamed of vampires last night, right? Well, if you are, your guess is… correct.
I did dream of vampires. I also dreamed of Amazons. And there was one dream that involved an escaped tiger from the zoo that could turn into a woman at will, I think – don’t ask! I dream a lot and the dreams dream of me also, it seems. Perhaps we’re all dreaming or we’re just the figments of one superior being’s powerful imagination. In the event the latter comes true somehow, one can only hope the dreamer is a woman, right?
Okay, where was I? Ah yes, dreams. Dreams of vampires, vampires taking over, sucking the life and free will out of people. Thralls for life – or should I say death? – doomed to obey any command given by those that created them… do I need to say more? The allure of vampires especially for those with mind control fetishes is undeniable and even if you don’t have a fetish, surely you’ve had a fantasy or two involving one of those bloodsuckers, haven’t you? If you want to read some other pieces of mine where they’re the star, go ahead and click this link.
Sometimes, I get asked if I have particular people in mind when I write these snippets. Usually I don’t but in this case, the vampire I dreamed of was very similar to Olga Kurylenko’s portrayal of a night creature in one of the segments of the 2006 movie Paris, Je T’Aime (featured above). Would you like to be bit by her?
Where Is…?
“Alexandra?”
“Yes, General?”
“I’m almost afraid to ask but… what did you do to the King of Spain’s mind last weekend?”
“Absolutely nothing, of course.”
“Then how come he’s been seen walking around the streets of Madrid shouting ‘donde está mi verga?'”
“Good question… because he doesn’t know how to say cock?”
The General sobbed.
It had been a while since Alexandra came to play in one of these so I thought to myself… why not today? Sticking to the formula, I began toying with various ideas and then I was reminded of that common phrase everyone knows how to use in Spanish, i.e. donde esta la biblioteca, “where is the library?” Some of you may remember it being used in a famous rap in the TV series Community back in 2009.
Thinking of ways to satirize the meme, I thought of “where is my cock?” and then the story grew. I hope the King of Spain can forgive me. Then again, it’s not like he’s going to read this and you’re not going to rat me out, are you? Alexandra will return, I promise. Not sure when, but she’s never far away.
Halloween Parade
Allie paraded her witch’s costume.
“Well?”
“6 out of 10,” Russell yawned.
Allie paraded her Catwoman costume.
“And now?”
“8 out of 10 for the latex but I’ve seen better.”
Allie paraded her crystal pendant and only that.
“That’s a 10,” he drooled.
“And you’re my perfect 0,” she snapped her fingers.
Happy (Hypnotic) Halloween!
I’ve been posting a few Halloween-related pieces for a while now so, naturally I was going to do one today given the date. I wanted it to be somewhat funny to offset some of the darker takes I wrote before and going with costumes felt like a good idea.
You know how guys tend to objectify women by giving them scores and whatnot? While some women do that to a degree as well, it’s usually a male behavior and it can be pretty obnoxious, let’s face it. I wanted to play with that too while turning the tables for this is a Femdom challenge and this came to be. The original take had far too many words so I had to trim almost a third of it to fit the limit. I can’t remember the last time I went overboard like that with one of these. I hope it doesn’t happen too often because trimming is always the worst parts.