In 55 Words FD MC Challenge 2017 – Day 177

Okay, this one is dirty. Or rather, dirtier than usual. I simply felt like going this route. Truth be told, I’m on a diet myself trying to shed some extra pounds I gained in the last couple of months but this special treatment is reserved for stories alone. Dirty or not, I hope you have some fun with it. Until tomorrow.

Healthy Hydration

“How’s your diet, Jake?” His brother, Anthony, asked.
“Wonderful. Melissa has been helping me with her hypnotic skills. I already lost three pounds in two weeks!”
“Not bad.”
“Jake?” Melissa intervened, dropping her skirt.
“Yes, dear?” He responded, eyes glazing.
“It’s time for today’s fluid intake.”
“Yes, dear,” he immediately knelt.
Who needs water anyway?

In 55 Words FD MC Challenge 2017 – Day 139

Think of this one as a prologue to a thing rather than the thing itself. Revealing one’s fantasies can have consequences, just saying… Enjoy your weekend.


“Something wrong?” Chloe asked.
“This drink tastes funny…” Harry replied, panting.
“This one tastes great.”
“You didn’t tamper with mine, didn’t you’?”
“Like adding a little something that will leave you horny, and obedient to me for the rest of the day?”
“Hmmm… yes?”
“No, but I’ll remember that dirty fantasy,” she winked.
He wouldn’t.

In 55 Words FD MC Challenge 2017 – Day 109

My inspiration comes from a lot of sources. Most of the times, I do the work of unraveling it on my own but, on occasions, I specifically ask others to chime in, to offer me suggestions of things they would like me to work with. I like being challenged that way as it allows me to open up to other perspectives I would probably not do so otherwise.  Today’s piece was born of such a suggestion, one that was phrased like this:

Turn a submissive woman into a Domme? Make a change from having the Domme already there?

Although I know I tackled similar concepts in some writings a while back, there’s nothing wrong with trying to explore new avenues with them. The fact that an infomercial for one of those rejuvenating tonics was airing at the moment I began writing it, influenced the overall outcome. Thanks for the suggestion, Steph!

Liquid Dominance

“Are you sure it will work?” Steph asked, in fear.
“Absolutely,” Dana replied. “My tonic will unleash your innermost desires.”
Steph took a sip and felt the liquid dominance overwhelm her submissive nature.
“Yummy!” She exclaimed.
“I know. Now what?”
“Bend over, slave…”
“Yes?” Dana’s eyes glimmered.
“… and make me a supply for a lifetime!”

Always open to suggestions. If anyone that reads these wishes to offer a theme that fits the spirit of the challenge, do reach out and I’ll see what can be done. Take care and have fun.

In 55 Words FD MC Challenge 2017 – Day 76


We don’t really celebrate the date around here, but that doesn’t mean it can’t be noted, and even better, serve as a source of inspiration. This is me going on a humorous tangent once again. I don’t drink anything alcoholic, have (alas!) a very poor sense of smell, but I do have some words to share. I’m lucky to be able to express myself this way, and I wouldn’t trade it for anything in this world or the next. Enjoy your day.


Eric tossed the green beer aside. “Not drinking that, Colleen.”
“Why not?”
“Because it will probably make me your slave for the day or something.”
“Oops… busted,” she brushed her hair against his.
“Is that a new perfu… oh!”
For you see, the real luck of the Irish consists on always having a plan B…

In 55 Words FD MC Challenge 2017 – Day 73

For the first time in ages, I didn’t feel like writing a thing, today. However, I still wanted to, even if the spark appeared to be missing. I ended up buying one of those disgusting energy drinks at the grocery store hoping for the caffeine to kick in somehow, and then all sorts of English proverbs came to mind for some reason. From the curious combination of these elements, the story below came to be. Enjoy.


“What goes up must come down,” Alice said.
“It’s already down,” Tom replied, empty glass in hand.
“Good things come to those who wait…” she winked.
“Wait for what exactly?”
His sudden dizziness said it all. The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. The way to his mind is a spiked cocktail.