Topple
Added 2022-11-19 22:56:42 +0000 UTCYour hypnotist asks what you want. Not that you can decide, or have a say in the matter.
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“Which way will you topple, toy? You’re on the edge. All it would take is a simple push and you’d reach that sweet, sweet, climax.” Your hypnotist’s hands were expertly teasing you. They knew you. They knew your body. They knew just how to keep you here.
“Or would you rather I keep you like this? Mind leaking out between your legs, getting dumber and dumber, more and more empty and blank?” Their hands stopped just as you felt a new surge of pleasure, and you gasped, writhing. A single word escaped your lips.
“P-please!”
They laughed. “Awh, please what toy? Please? I’d hope that you are pleased. Do you even know which one you’re asking for at this point? Please can you cum? Or please keep me denied, in this wonderful gooning paradise? Can you decide? Do you want to decide?”
You felt your body tremble as their hands resumed their work. “Gosh you look so good like this, toy. Now, of course, you don’t get to decide. I’m in control here. Of your mind, of your body, and of your pleasure. I’ll let you know when I reach a decision. For now, we carry on.”
