I awake feeling obedient. Mistresses is watching me from a chair, a confident smile on her face.
My head feels like Jell-O. Thinking is hard. Is that what she did? Made me a Bimbo like she always threatened?
I only remember her voice, smooth and powerful sending me down into hypnotic blank obedience.
I try to sit-up but I’m so heavy. I think how I can become lighter.
Clothes are heavy. If I take my clothes off I will be lighter.
I wiggle in bed, removing my clothes and throwing them to the floor but other than getting wet and aroused it accomplishes nothing.
I still can’t sit up.
I crawl to the foot of the bed and fall out onto the ground.
So heavy.
So wet.
I begin to crawl to my Mistress across the floor. Each movement makes me more aroused, and makes it harder to think.
Obey.
Wet.
Heavy.
I reach Her. She looks down and smiles like I’m and obedient dog. Then her voice fills my ears and I’m so heavy I sink naked to the carpet.
Obey.
Wet.
Heavy.
What will I be when I next awake?
Anything She wants.