Power
Added 2022-12-21 15:10:53 +0000 UTCYour hypnotist takes what's left of your control, bathing you in their power.
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“This is about power, toy.” Your hypnotist stood over you, eyes piercing your soul. “You obey because I have power over you. Power that you gave me. Power that you keep giving me, every time you sink into trance and let me condition that mind even more.”
You nodded. Their words were washing over you, each one chipping away at your own power. “You can feel your control slipping, can’t you? I want you to reach your hand out. Grab your control for me toy. Do it.” Your hand moved according to their will.
You felt it, like a small object, clutched in your palm. The last vestiges of your control. “Now, toy. Feel my hand beneath yours. Open your hand. Release your control to me. That’s it.” Again, you obeyed. “Good toy. Giving me all the control. It’s so easy.”
You felt your mind rewiring itself as you handed over your willpower. “Such a good, easy little toy for me to play with now. Kneel, toy.” Your body slid out of the chair, and onto the floor. “Feel your body’s knees on the carpet. Know that I put you there.”
You did. You felt their control surrounding you. Your control was gone. Given away. “Know that I can put you anywhere I want. Have you, any way that I want. And it’ll feel good, to let me do so. But for now, I just want you there, on the floor, beneath me. My toy.”
