Their pleasure is your pleasure
Added 2022-08-17 22:28:37 +0000 UTCYour hypnotist takes advantage of you weak, blank mind.
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“Gosh toy, you’re such a needy little thing when you can’t think!” Your hypnotist laughed at you as your hips squirmed. “What’s wrong? Do you need something?”
You nodded, you did want… Something. But you couldn’t focus on what. You didn’t have the thoughts to do so.
“Come on toy. I’m not a mind reader. Tell me what you want.” They placed their hand on your shoulder, and almost automatically, you sank to your knees before you. They smiled down at you. “Is this it? Do you want to be beneath me? Well. Physically beneath me.”
They ran a hand through your hair, and you felt yourself, even in this thoughtless, overwhelmed state, struck by their naked beauty. “You’re already beneath me in most other ways the rest of the time, aren’t you, toy?” Their hand guided your head into a nod. They were correct.
They smirked down at you, enjoying the blank look on your face. “Okay, well, if you want this, then how about this?” They brought their bare sex towards your mouth and applied the lightest pressure to the back of your head. It was all the encouragement your needy mind needed.
You felt so good, bringing them pleasure. Each movement of your mouth was another bubble of pleasure popping more thoughts away in your mind. You lost yourself in their pleasure, their moans were absolutely exquisite. Their pleasure was your pleasure, and you loved it.
