Rubbed into mindlessness
Added 2022-08-22 18:37:56 +0000 UTCYour dominant has you rub yourself into mindlessness, on them.
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“Toy, come here.” You turned in your seat, to find your dominant’s hand, floating inches above your head. You had a moment of confusion, before instinct took over, and you nuzzled into it. “That’s it, my sweet. So easy to do what comes naturally, huh?”
Their voice was soft, reassuring, and they were right. It was easy. “And you can feel what’s happening as my hand travels over your head, can’t you toy? Each rub of friction taking another thought away. Such a nice feeling, you want to keep doing it, don’t you?”
You didn’t answer, but you kept on moving your head, enjoying the warm sensation of their hand, the way your hair curled gently around their fingers. You felt very good. “Such a good toy. So well programmed. Making yourself all mindless for me. Thought by thought.”
It was getting harder to think. But that didn’t matter, all that mattered was continuing to rub. It was a soft, comforting feeling, spreading through your body. “And you’ll keep on going, until you’re too far gone to stop. Until your thoughts are all just one big messy jumble.”
You could barely comprehend what they were saying by this point. What had begun as a slow erosion of thoughts had become a rapid draining of your mind. “All thoughts going, failing, ceasing. Such a weak, easy toy for me. I love you like this. Fuzzy, empty headed. Mine.”
