I went to a funeral, today. A friend of my mother’s died a sudden death and I accompanied her even though I didn’t really know the person. The shortie was written when I arrived home while listening to the musical piece below.
I know the story is a lot different than the silly things that usually appear here but… it is what it is. I don’t regret writing it.
His Brightest Star
Dan stood by the tombstone, face down, adrift in one last dream.
All around, the world was broken into dull shards of frozen tears. Thoughts were suspended by the realization of the inevitable loss. The trance would fade away, but not the memories of beautiful night skies.
His brightest star was her. Rest in peace.
Tasks are a very important part of D/s relationships. They can be used for training purposes, motivational exercises, as a means of punishment, etc. Ultimately, their underlying purposes end up being the same though: correct an undesirable behavior and/or reinforce the authority of the Dominant as the one that must be obeyed. Some tasks are directly expressed as such, others not so much appearing as ordinary activities that, after enough repetition, become ingrained in the submissive’s mind as something that must be done no matter what.
Tasks used as punishments are often boring, things the submissive doesn’t really like doing at all, otherwise they wouldn’t have any sort of impact on his/her psyche. Some can even be construed as “impossible” to complete to try to instill a change in a more profound manner. Some people react better to certain things than others so, when it comes to this, there’s always a fine line to be taken into account. If the push is too soft, the results may fall short, and the behavior remain unchanged. If it’s too hard, the submissive may feel unfairly treated, build resentments, and bring down the dynamic along with them.
Boring things do have another advantage though. They create an alternate state of mind. The mindless repetition, the droning, tires the brain and, when more attractive stimuli come into play, it becomes easier to control one’s person’s thoughts or actions. I used this basic premise for today’s story, thus concluding three months of this challenge. Only nine more to go. Enjoy, and have a good weekend.
Monday: research the reproduction habits of green crabs in Patagonia;
Tuesday: click the letter “y” every ten minutes;
Wednesday: study 300 paint samples of beige and decide which is the prettiest;
Thursday: handwrite “Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious” 1500 times;
Friday: look deeply into Janice’s eyes.
“Finally, an easy task…” Steven thought as he fell deeper under her spell.
I don’t get it. I really don’t. In the last weeks before the end of Winter, it was all sunshine around here. Now that Spring has arrived, it feels like Winter all over again with all the rain, wind and cold. It’s a bit disheartening, really.
However, if you think this is going to be a post about seasons, sorry to disappoint you. It’s actually about feelings, one in particular – anger. It’s said that anger is very similar to danger, and for good reason. When uncontrolled, it destroys everything around, but mostly the person experiencing it, with everybody else being collateral damage. I’m not going to lie. Sometimes, I get quite angry, especially when people I love are being unfairly treated. I can also be quite vicious when it happens to me but, for the most part, I usually keep it together as it should be. We all have the right to be angry every now and then, but not the right to be cruel on account of it, and that’s easy to forget when our thoughts are clouded by bad judgments.
The story below addresses a particular way of dealing with anger, and it’s a rather dumb one, I admit it. However, it’s just a story in the end, a bit of fiction with dark overtones. It’s certainly not an acceptable way to deal with problems in the real world but, within the realms of kink and fantasy, perhaps it will make you smirk, at least. Don’t get mad and until tomorrow.
Theresa sometimes felt like giving people a high-five, in the face… with a chair, so she decided to learn hypnosis to calm down.
“And…?” Richard asked.
“It’s simple. I enslave everyone that gets me mad, now.”
“That’s not how anger management works!”
Her lips curled outwards. It’s a good thing she needed a new footrest.
One of the ways to control and dictate another person’s behavior is through their emotions. Guilt can be a very powerful tool for that for instance, especially if the person being controlled has a natural tendency to feel guilty about things, even if said perception is irrational from the get-go. I wanted to touch on the subject, but move past it into something more light-hearted and with a bit of the classic flare usually found in fiction. The image below provided me the final ingredient I was looking for. Enjoy.
“You’re doing it again, Bianca.”
“The guilt trip, trying to make me mad, then pretend you’re upset to control me further.”
“You honestly think me capable of that, Cal?”
“Yes, but please don’t.”
“Another kind of trip then,” she smirked, turning on the strobe light.
He would feel no guilt whatsoever in no time.