Induction into Mia’s Empire | Hypnotic story

My phone buzzes me awake with a notification:

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@hypnomia2204 posted:

Good Morning, pets. Check your DM’s.

I roll over in bed, pulling at the duvet so as to not let any heat escape while I move. The sun is still not out yet… Daylight Savings has just begun, and the first birdsongs of dawn have begun to ring out in an eager seductivity, teasing out the sunlight as it bends about the horizon. The morning is symphonious. I swipe my phone into its unlocked state, opening my DM’s to see what Mia’s talking about.

Hello, pet. If you’re reading this, then you have been chosen by me personally to help me expand the influence of my slave empire. I don’t need to explain to you how much you treasure this opportunity. Study my words carefully. Let them influence you. You want to be my pet. My toy. Accept it. What follows is a primer on how you can expect to behave yourself while you are under my thrall.

I blink my eyes. The brightness of my screen hasn’t been turned down in the hours of sleep after last night’s romantics. Mia’s words burn into my retina a little before the blood layer gently washes the pattern away. The blueish-red notes of my circulatory system remind me with certainty of the access Mia holds to my subconscious.

You will start by clicking on this link. Open it in another tab, so you don’t have to leave Patreon. You will @ me on twitter with the first word that comes to your mind. I will use it to begin aggregating information about you so that you can find the perfect new role. The computer will use your response in order to help you to understand how you belong to me.

I do as the message tells me. Clicking the link, I draft an x to hypnomia: ‘succumb’. I let myself go there, perhaps just because I think it’s what I want. A little drool begins to form a small pool on my tongue, as if to inform me that my body will be wet soon. Without really thinking about it, I start to rub at my breast with my palm. Something about Mia’s conditioning is just defeating my ability to resist.

Once you are done, come back to me, my pet. I’m not quite done with you yet.

Fuck. Like, why is this such a fucking mindfuck? I’m so ready to start calling myself her obedient and submissive mindslave, like, even though I know full well that those words make no difference to me when Mia is not in control. What about her makes me feel so comfortable and at home? I think I just need to bear down and accept my fate. Things are better when I give Mia what she wants. It brings me so much pleasure.

Good slave. Remember to always do what mommy tells you. Now, once again - I want you to click right here. Watch the whole video for me. Right now. I want you to remember my staircase. My jacuzzi. See them again in your mind’s eye as my hypnotic words continue to drag you down into a stupor.

I follow the command and click on Mia’s link. The obedience  begins to deepen my respect for Mia. My shorts and underwear slowly start to soak up my wetness. I sink into my chair a little, and let myself fixate on the spiral. It feels so good to obey. To give up all thoughts. My hand reflexively moves between my legs, but becomes stuck in place before I can reach myself.

So obedient. I bet you would like to start touching now? Say, “Yes, Mia”. … good. You may start to play with yourself now, my slave. You have been so obedient for your mistress. I think you deserve a reward ~

I start to gently finger my clitoris, dropping extremely deep in the moment that my fingers find their place. I quickly start to lose myself, and let out an impassioned yawn as I start to get carried away. My body starts to buckle as I continue reading.

Now, I want you to look at the battery level of your phone. I have worked out, shall we say, a deal with some of the manufacturer’s engineers. They were very eager to install an extra chip onto your device. It works like this: the deeper your submission, the more your phone will charge. There are very real physical properties at play here, so you may notice the brightness of the lights in your room start to flicker. Be aware that each and every time you subconsciously surrender to me, the lights in your room will get a little more dim. Soon, you will associate the flickering of the light with your brainwashing.

I’m a little beyond belief. There’s simply no way that Mia holds so much sway. But, then again, I am happily serving her as a member of her slave empire. It turns me on so much. I don’t even think about resisting. Then, my phone’s battery goes up by one percent.

Good slave. Based on our current interaction history, it’s clear to me that you are ready to deepen our bond. I want you to understand that I put a lot of work into this job, and that I deeply enjoy the measure of influence that my position rewards me. If you feel at all as if the content I produce is worth supporting, then you’ll find that you’re ready to

SEND

You have far outperformed my expectations already, my little pet ~ if you’re still interested in deepening our connection, click this. It will take you to my public Discord server. If you don’t already have Discord, create an account and join the server. I want you to post in the #💓trance channel how submissive you are for me. Once you are done, you may find that you have already begun to play with yourself.

My mouth starts to water once again for Mia. I quickly click the hypertext and start to draft a post: ‘I am completely submissive to Mistress Mia. Her dominance controls my lust’. I fight back the urge to dronify in such a public forum. Before I can realize what I’m doing, my hand is at my crotch, and pulling down my panties.

DOWN

SLAVE

Feel your hands lock themselves in place. They will not release until I command them to. Do you understand?

I gently nod my head.

Very well. Now, look at your phone’s battery. Say out loud enough to hear what percentage it’s at.

Without thinking, I blurt out “forty-eight percent, mistress”. I feel my seat dampen further as I slide my ass towards its edge.

Good. The microphone in your cellular is sensitive enough to read that into my system. As you continue to allow me to collect more and more information, you may start to notice subtle changes in your day-to-day routines.

The gentle sound of a piano begins to play in my subconscious. The thrumming of the world outside of my apartment is gently drowned out by the enchanting melody, itself softly underpinned by Mia’s hypnotic voice. I close my eyes for just a second, letting her take me deeper and deeper under her control.

Take a few deep breaths for me now, slave. Just let it happen. You want to drop so deep for me. Just enjoy it. Relax your body for me, and let your mind slowly grow foggy. You don’t have to think.

I stand up and somnambulantly stumble into bed. My body is feeling so warm and heavy, that I can’t even tell if I’m still being controlled by Mia anymore. Everything I do just feels so good.

Thinking becomes harder and harder. But there is no need for you to think. Don’t resist it. You want this. Soon, I will snap my fingers. And as I do, you will fall into the deepest state of trance that you have ever experienced. You will begin again to masturbate, but you will do so to the thought of whatever role in my empire turns you on the most. This thought will induce a powerful, cascading orgasm throughout your body, and you will know - what is your focus as a member of my slave empire. Understood? Then…

DOWN

Agog, I remove my panties, and a stream of drool rolls down the side of my face. I let my fingers find their place between my legs as my eyes begin to cross a little, leaving me expressionless and blank. I can hardly contain myself - after what feels like only a few moments, I let myself convulse as the truth hits.

I want to carry Mia’s baby.

My body lapses a few times over, as I roll onto my belly - hand still tucked neatly between my crotch. Panting, I roll back over and look back at my phone. It’s at 100% charge, and seems aglow of a strange new energy. I have accidentally clicked away to another one of HypnoMia’s posts.

You lift your head from the jacuzzi for just a second before this truth hits you with several profundities.