Oh, God, it was good… but… was this really what she wanted? When Becky—no, it was Becki, now, with an I—when her roommate came home with two big pink shopping bags and it was clear she’d worn the glossy spike heels she only owned as a joke …
Oh, God, it was good… but… was this really what she wanted? When Becky—no, it was Becki, now, with an I—when her roommate came home with two big pink shopping bags and it was clear she’d worn the glossy spike heels she only owned as a joke …
Selene had wondered about her sister. When the two of them were alone, Amanda just wouldn’t stop talking about her new boyfriend. How wonderful he was, how sexy. She would sigh and get a dreamy look on her face like they were both still teenagers, crushing on their Social-Studies …
They’d told her to avoid the green corridor. No one ever escaped that way, but a few had disappeared trying. Irina decided, though, that whatever waited for her there couldn’t be worse than the Experiments.
At first, they didn’t let the subjects sleep. It was like the …
The trigger was so strong it took her before she could even sit down.
Sitting down would have been a blessing after all day in the stilettos, but she had dressed without thinking and looked in the mirror and almost came with how sexy she looked, how on-display, how perfectly …
Author’s Note: Thanks to Kallie, whose reblog and remark inspired this piece. And I have to admit a hat-tip to the unforgettable Tabico’s Sub Routine for influencing the atmosphere and language.
Kallie blinked as the cube… shifted. She’d been working on the strange program for over an …
“Y-you’re right… it feels… ohhhh, too good to stop!” Meghan opened her eyes and tried to focus on Elaine. Tall and tanned with shoulders bare in her bridesmaid’s dress, the other woman had her hands on her hips and the sort of smirk on her lips that the …
She knew the spell was beyond her, and she knew that even reading a spell, focusing on the words with the elevated intent mages used to commit them to memory, was dangerous in and of itself. It was the very first lesson her Master had taught her, drumming it into …
“Like this, Mistress?”
“Oooh… just like that.”
Shoshanna’s soft hands moved in smooth, slow circles over Megan’s breasts, the supple flesh warm and growing warmer under her fingers. Megan leaned back against her slave’s neck and shut her eyes, letting her body relax and the stress of …
“Oh!” Emily stopped mid-step and slapped her forehead. “I’m such a ditz!”
She really thought she’d remembered everything important, but she’d forgotten to suck the Doctor’s dick! That was so silly! She’d remembered to put on the high-heeled boots, and remembered to slip into the …
“So you’re saying, what? That you can control minds?”
“Heh, no! C’mon, silly. We all know hypnotism doesn’t work like that, I can’t just tell you you’re getting sleepy and then you’ll do whatever I say.”
“Otherwise I guess the first person to learn …
It occurred to you (not for the first time?) that you couldn’t remember how long you’d been following the path. The strange surface was slightly warm beneath your feet (what had happened to your boots?) and you had first assumed from the colour and texture that it was …
Why was she... dressed like this? It was so hard to think.
“That’s right, up, up over your head. Light as a bird. Floating, drifting, just flying away...”
She felt weird. Dizzy, and, well, sexy. But also like she was half-asleep. She thought she remembered feeling that way a …
At first, she’d been really excited to switch. Then, when the cuffs went on, she was anxious—was this a good idea? Now, as Trixie’s talented tongue teased her clit through its silky prison, Jennessa could only whine.
When Meghan moved in, Lydia hoped she wasn’t gonna be stuck up like some of her other roommates.
Lydia never bothered with panties anymore.
There was this narrow hall in the center of their apartment. The front door was there, their bedrooms opposite, and then the kitchen and living …
Author’s Note: Originally posted on Tumblr with: (Trancey language follows, with a reblog suggestion. Guide yourself accordingly.)
Not your typical spiral. So if you were going to have someone focus on it, like as a hypnotic focus, well…
You might tell them to stare at the center.
To notice …
“Y-you found me? I… I knew you’d come eventually. Knew you’d figure out where they were taking us, all the girls.”
“It’s been… how long?! I don’t… I don’t know, I guess… I’ve been asleep a lot… I always feel so sleepy. I think …
You broke the lock on the door, and that’s where you found her. Their treatments had left her unrecognizable. But you knew. You knew it was her. You’d beaten the lights and the sounds, the gas, the needles, all to find her. And now, together, you would escape …
“They aren’t a cult.”
Quinn sounded so matter-of-fact about it. She always did these days; I seemed to be the crazy one, the unreasonable one, always losing my shit. Screaming, sobbing, accusing her new “friends” of changing her, somehow, brainwashing her, for some inscrutable purpose.
It sounded crazy. I …
They’d called it Club Emerald. It had been cute, just the three of them: Erica, Janey, and Reese. Friends since grade school, when it was easy to make friends for silly reasons like you all had the same colour eyes. Beautiful, haunting green eyes that followed Reese long after …
“Wait, you already added the compound to the pool?”
“Yes, Nat. Only ten parts per million... But you know what that can do, don’t you? You formulated it.”
“Well, yes, it will... it will... my legs... feel so... warm”
“I’m sure they do, Nat. Warm and weak.”
“Warm …