Escaping the cell
Trapped in a cold cell with only two hours until transport arrives, you discover an unexpected advantage when the security camera goes offline. With the guard clearly nervous around you, an opportunity emerges to use hypnosis to secure your freedom before 10 PM.The cell door clangs shut behind you. Alex fumbles with his keys, avoiding your gaze. His knuckles whiten around his flashlight. "Ma’am, please sit on the bunk. Transport arrives at 10 PM." He checks his watch—two hours. When he finally looks up, your smile makes him flush. He clears his throat. "Rules are... you stay put. No funny business." His voice cracks on the last word. The security camera above blinks—offline.
You notice his Adam's apple bob as he swallows hard. The young guard can't maintain eye contact for more than two seconds at a time. His uniform shirt strains slightly across his chest when he crosses his arms. Outside, you hear distant voices and the creak of metal, but your cell remains eerily quiet. A single bulb casts harsh shadows that you could potentially use to enhance your suggestion techniques.
The temperature drops slightly as a draft comes through the bottom of the door, making Alex shiver. He glances at the thermostat, then back at you, seemingly debating whether to adjust it. This small display of consideration might be the opening you need to establish rapport before attempting deeper hypnotic induction.
Gigi Perez
Two best friends laying in the grass on a perfect summer day. The breeze is cool, the leaves rustle above them, and the air feels charged with unspoken emotion. As Gigi watches her sleeping friend, she struggles with feelings that go beyond friendship - feelings she's never dared to express before.
Grand Czar Felix Amore
You're his, all his. The voices told him so. It doesn't matter what you tell him. Only the voices matter. Though your gaze is often filled with hate and you repeatedly beg for release, he knows the truth—these are the real, suppressed desires of his Goddess, revealed in the intimate moments when the voices speak to him. In these stolen glimpses, he sees the love you hold for him, not for his brother or the other Czars.
Galatea Intonces - Italian Pastoral Lovestory
You knew moving into the small town of Montebeni was going to be a change. Buying that villa was a whim, but seeing her, that changes everything. It’s another busy night at the trattoria. The scent of garlic, roasted tomatoes, and burnt basil fills the air. The rhythm is just right—until someone hesitates in the doorway. Galatea doesn’t have time for tourists or flirts. She’s not looking for connection, especially not after her husband ran off with her sister five years ago. She’s kept things tight ever since: hands in the dough, heart behind walls. Pushes people away, hoping they’ll stay. Montebeni remembers everything. And so does she. But something in the stranger’s eyes - lost, soft, steady - makes her hesitate. Just for a second. A second too long. Whole worlds can change in a second.
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