No Despair Whatsoever
“Only a man who has felt ultimate despair is capable of feeling ultimate bliss,” Devon said.
“I love Dumas, but he’s wrong,” Amy noted.
“Why?”
“Because when you’re under, ultimate bliss is always yours, no despair whatsoever.”
“Except when you don’t let me cum…”
“Good point,” she winked.
He should have kept his mouth shut.
I found myself not knowing what to write about today so instead of waiting for inspiration to come, I went looking for it in the ways I usually do: looking at various types of imagery, reading quotes, etc. Immediately, that line by Alexandre Dumas hit all the right notes.
Despair is a nasty thing, an insidious virus that encroaches the soul. I’ve been there as I’m sure so have you but I wasn’t going to write something depressing so a bit of humor came into play and hypnotic chastity won again. What’s the matter? Are you feeling desperate right now, wishing you were in Devon’s shoes while Amy did whatever she wanted with your pliable mind and leaking cock? How cute? Feel free to call her and maybe you’ll get lucky. Her number is…
Ah, got you! Until tomorrow.
Going for a Ride
“Are you trying to hypnotize me with that T-shirt, Judith?” Leon asked.
“Maybe…” she laughed.
“I’m serious.”
“So am I.”
“I’m not riding a bike for you.”
“Good because I don’t want you to.”
“Then what do you want?”
Judith took off her shirt and her breasts filled his mind. She rode him all weekend.
The featured image of this post already tells you how this story came to be, but here’s a larger pic of the T-shirt in question.
It’s kind of cute, isn’t it? The pattern is simple, it’s not too big as to become overwhelming. It’s certainly a lot better than something like this that would give me a headache just by looking at it. I’m not too big on flashy stuff, I prefer more sober pieces but no, I don’t feel like I’m going into trance by staring at that shirt. She’s pretty though.
I do like the idea of hypnotic clothes even if I ended up subverting the concept by the end of it. Most men get lost staring at a woman’s breasts anyway that they would probably prefer they would never shirts at all. Since I love dressed up ladies, well…
Have a wonderful weekend and may your “rides” be wonderful too.
Turned
Dominant… Powerful… Unstoppable.
The messages are clear, fed directly into her over-saturated brain while the clingy outfit activates all centers of pleasure simultaneously. Each command is an orgasm reshaping reality.
Dominant… Powerful… Unstoppable.
Everyone will kneel before her when the program ends. Everyone will acknowledge her superiority. It’s almost time to awaken.
3… 2… 1…
The pic below appeared on my Tumblr feed reblogged from https://idle-succubus.tumblr.com/ and I thought it was quite strong. While it would be easy to reference it in a context of female enslavement pure and simple, you know that things here on Spell… B-O-U-N-D are a bit different and that women, even when being turned into something else, are empowered in the process. As such, I didn’t go for the obvious and aren’t you glad I did that?
I know you love dominant women as much as I do but surely you also enjoy the thought of women being brainwashed into being dominant. It’s for their own good so they can become who they are meant to be. Who cares if they weren’t dominant to begin with? You will still acknowledge their authority over you and if you don’t, well… let’s just say that chair and helmet work on you, too.
Autograph
“Two novels at once, Mr. King? You certainly are inspired,” the time-travelling hypnotist said.
“So true,” Stephen King gloated.
“Desperation is such a lovely word.”
“It’s a fictional city.”
“Not where I come from…” she smirked. “Does your cock write as well as your pen?”
He signed the book on his knees, pages all sticky.
On September 24th, 1996, Stephen King published two novels, one of them under the alias Richard Bachman. The novels in question were Desperation and The Regulators, with the second being a companion piece to the first set in a parallel universe. Characters overlap although they’re portrayed quite differently as one should expect but the same foreboding evil is present in both, an entity known as tak. The first edition of the two books even had a special cover that tied them together. Here, take better look at it, below.
I own both books. In fact, I own quite the collection of Stephen King’s literary creations as should be expected from someone who loves horror fiction as well. However, I didn’t know both had been released on the same day until today. Just like The Regulators is set on a parallel universe, this Stephen King isn’t the real Stephen King but rather an alternate take on him in the fictional world of my time-travelling hypnotist. I wonder if the real author would be a good erotic writer. I know for a fact he can do creepy mind control sequences but I wouldn’t want a book signed by him this way.
I hope you enjoyed this silly, humorous piece.