Not taken, given
Added 2022-09-29 20:27:31 +0000 UTCYour hypnotist asks you to submit, when you're ready.
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“You couldn’t resist me, even if you wanted to. So come on Toy, give in.” Your hypnotist’s fingers danced before your eyes. “I’m not looking to take your submission. I want you to willingly submit. And I know you will.” They laughed as your head slowly swayed.
“Such a weak mind. Go on, you know how good it feels when you give in. No thoughts. No worries. No cares. Just pleasure. Just bliss. Just obedience, pure and simple.” Your eyelids were fluttering. “Ah ah ah toy, not yet. Don’t drop just yet.” Their fingers stopped moving.
Your head stopped swaying. You were focused on their finger tips. On their voice. “Okay, toy. I’m going to start dancing my fingers before your eyes again. And as I do, I want you to let yourself begin to give yourself over to me. When you’re ready, your eyes will close.”
You nodded. Your slow, weak mind could understand that, at least. Their fingers began to move again. “That’s it my toy. My sweet, obedient toy, feel the bliss, the pleasure, spreading out before you, you’re so ready to – oh. Already? Such an eager toy for me.”
