Alibi
Gloria turned around, pushing her fringe out of her deep eyes.
“Remember, you’re my alibi.”
Jake nodded. He was everything she needed him to be even when the facade began to crack.
“My family must never know,” she insisted.
He nodded again, the secret of her first hypnotic lesbian adventure safe with his unrequited love.
Have you ever loved someone that didn’t love you back? I think we’ve all been there at one point in our lives but strength in numbers doesn’t make it any better in the end.
This piece was inspired but that with the added caveat of hypnotic control. I talked about sexual re-arranging the other day by mentioning feminization or turning a man gay. Well, why can’t a woman be converted to lesbianism the same way?
See You Next Year
Jonas checked the date on his phone – October 30th. The last thing he remembered was having a drink with Roslyn two months ago.
“Has it really been this long?” He muttered.
“Yes,” she cooed. “You’ve been a perfect hypno-subject for me since then.”
“In that case… See you next year!” He waved the phone goodbye.
Time sure flies, doesn’t it? Sometimes, it feels like I started this writing challenge yesterday and here I am with almost four years of it under my belt. Although it’s still a while before I’m able to tell you all ‘see you next year’, I wanted to evoke the passage of time in a somewhat funny way and this was it for Time itself doesn’t really matter if everything else is good.
It’s unlikely Jonas will remember much of it but Roslyn will take care of it for him. She’ll keep him safe while doing the dirtiest things imaginable just for fun. 😈 How much would you give to be him?
(Don’t) Mind the Gap
Michael approached the platform at a brisk pace and jumped, vitreous eyes hidden behind dark glasses. He wanted to stop, but couldn’t. This was his punishment for disobeying her. The train cared not for his life, and neither did she.
As dozens of people gathered around his body, she started looking for her next slave.
Another one of my impromptus straight out of the little black notebook. It’s the 31st, Halloween is here so I wanted something dark for the occasion and what could be darker than someone who commits suicide because he was compelled to do it by an evil woman? The title is somewhat of a pun to offset the horrific nature of it. Whether it works or not, I’ll leave it up to you.
Remember, folks. These are just twisted fantasies, nothing more. When it comes to the real world, always play safe, and if you ever feel something is off with your mind, leave and get help.
I promise something with a more humorous tone will be waiting for you tomorrow. See you then.