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Ensnared

Author name:: Aladys Toy
Publish date:: April 16th, 2013
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I’m not exactly sure where to begin but here goes.

It had been a particularly stressful week so the guys and I decided to go out and have a few beers at our favorite place after work on Friday. I guess we liked that place because it had a four sided bar like on that old TV show, and we clown around a bit acting like some of the characters.

The bar was kind of quiet when we got there so we had the run of the pool table, dart boards, and foosball table. After awhile we just drifted up to a corner of the bar and just joked around for a while.

The other guys were married or had girlfriends, but I’m still a single guy. After a little while they all had to leave to go out with the ladies. One offered to hook me up with someone, but I decided to just sit there and relax. The LAST time he hooked me up was a horrible experience because that girl had just broken up and wasn’t ready to date anyone. God that was a bad night. Read more…

Aunt Celeste

Author name:: a friend
Publish date:: March 25th, 2013
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“Alex, this is my Aunt Celeste.”

Alex hadn’t wanted to have lunch with Elizabeth’s Aunt Celeste. Not today anyway. He had meetings scheduled for all afternoon and had intended to grab a bite in his office rather than go out. Still, one of the prices of being engaged is that you occasionally have to go along with your fiancé. It was easy to see the family resemblance. Liz took after her mother’s side of the family and Celeste was her maternal aunt. She was also Liz’s favorite relative, and Alex had heard stories of the woman who had practically raised her. Aunt Celeste was a mature version of the blonde goddess with a model’s figure and poise he was engaged to. “It’s nice to… Um… I mean… Liz has…”

Enslavement

Author name:: Goddess Marquesa
Publish date:: March 25th, 2013
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I am an average kind of guy at 26. I am about 5′ 7″ with short brown hair and weigh about 165lbs. I take care of myself and stay in shape. Most women find me attractive but then again, there are some who don’t. One night I was hanging out at a roadside bar just out of town. A quiet little place that doesn’t attract many people. That night there were about 5 people there. A couple guys playing pool, a young couple in the corner and another guy sitting across from me at the bar trying to keep his head up. A quiet, non-eventful night, that is until she walked in.

She was a beautiful woman about 5′ 8″ with long blonde wavy hair. She was wearing high heels, with a black leather skirt that showed off her long beautiful legs. Her red silk blouse under her black leather jacket matched her lipstick. She walked with a graceful stride to an empty table and sat down about 20 feet from my left. Her lovely green eyes met mine and she gave me a little smile. I smiled back and then turned to my beer. I didn’t want her to think I was staring at her even though I wanted to so bad. I was about ¾ the way through my beer when the bartender sat a fresh one in front of me.
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The Opera Singer

Author name:: jarod whitestaff
Publish date:: March 25th, 2013
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NO PART (S) OF THIS STORY, NOR THE WORK IN ITS ENTIRETY, MAY BE REPRODUCED IN ANY FORM or TRANSMITTED BY ANY MEANS WITHOUT THE EXPRESSED WRITTEN PERMISSION OF THE COPYRIGHT HOLDER.

Author’s note: This work is humbly and reverently dedicated to the wonderful, all encompassing, and other numerous laudatory expressions LADY KRYSTAL MESMER. This story should not be read by any minor nor anyone disturbed by, or uncomfortable with, hypnotic mind control or female supremacy or both.

SYNOPSIS: A fledgling operatic singer gets more than he bargained for.

Lady Krystal Mesmer’s mischievous and expressive green eyes gazed at the e-mail. It read:

RENOWNED LADY KRYSTAL MESMER:

I have been a captivated member of YOUR marvelous “En-Tranced” club for several months. My mesmeric training by YOUR “Hypnotic Happiness” CD has been a series of indescribably pleasurable experiences. I have further conditioned myself to hypnosis by surrendering to YOUR “Special Spiral Experiment” induction as often as I can do so.

My foremost yearning is to become an operatic singer. I, however, have always been plagued by overwhelming performance anxiety. Under no circumstances can I sing before an audience of any size.

The mouse meets The Marquesa

Author name:: nony mouse
Publish date:: March 25th, 2013
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From Nony Mouse
I am a hypno fetishist.
I surf all the sites.
I read mind control stories, almost as a religion…

I write, I read, I look at all the manipulations and stories that even smell like mind control. “Brave New World” is bookmarked. I know the disclaimer: “Life isn’t really like this. This is fiction.” But something happened last week—and I hope it will happen again next week—that gives me reason to test my own understanding of that reality. I found the site while I was chasing links. It opened with an artist’s depiction of a pair of obviously-feminine green eyes staring directly at me. That I liked! And I felt something stirring below my belt.

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