Glitch and Other Stories

By S.B.

Program your mind... one way or another.

In Glitch, a petulant and bitchy slave owner complains about her newest pet's programming.

In More Than Enough, a horny succubus discovers the beauty of social media.

In Servant, Jeremy is rewarded for his obedience.

In Sweet Dreams, Stephanie discovers an unexpected cure for her lingering sadness.

Discover these and eight more short pieces in the most recent installment of this flash fiction collection. Get it today!

• Language: English
• Publisher: S.B.
• Release date: May 29, 2020
• ISBN: 9780463577936

S.B.

Simple Being, middle name Creative. Writer and artist with a penchant for stories involving Female Domination, Hypnosis and Mind Control. My thoughts are my own except when they're not.

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Glitch Day and Other Stories

Femdom Hypnosis and Mind Control Flash Fiction – Vol. 12

By S.B.

Copyright 2019-2020 S.B.

Cover Design by S.B.

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Let your mind go haywire… programming begins!

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Table of Contents

Cruel Fate

Glitch

Going Down

Mandatory Upgrade

More than Enough

Reporting for Duty

Servant

Sweet Dreams

The Melody Will Not Go Silent

The Transition

When Nature Fails...

You Look Great

Cruel Fate

Svetlana sat in a cold chair in a hidden division of the Cavendish Manor. A series of hypodermic needles firmly attached to robotic arms suspended from the ceiling pierced her flesh, rendering her helpless. At the same time, a transparent visor placed right in front of her proud Estonian blue eyes projected a torrent of images and subliminal messages of obscure design into the deepest recesses of her mind.

The combination of chemical and visual saturation processes she was being subjected to had the sole purpose of transforming her perceptions of reality in a swift and permanent manner and the results up until that point were more than promising. She was already having difficulties to believe in a life before the mind-altering sequences began, although some fragments still remained, flashing randomly in the midst of chaos like that beautiful light at the end of a tunnel everyone hopes to see.

The one that surfaced most, in an explosion of colors that contrasted with the gloominess of the room, revolved around two quasi-fundamental pieces of a high society woman’s wardrobe: hats and high heels. However, no matter how much she tried, she couldn’t understand its significance. The part of her brain capable of making the proper connections was practically numb, and