Too many Cycles
Added 2022-08-14 16:00:07 +0000 UTCYour hypnotist finds you where they left you, and has to figure out what they did...
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“Whoops, silly toy. I think that you might have gone a few too many cycles. That’s my fault I suppose. I left you edging, repeating your mantras. How was I supposed to know that it’d leave you with no thoughts, just pleasure?” Your hypnotist waved a hand in front of your eyes.
Then they laughed, softly. You weren’t recognising any of this. For you, there was just the mantras in your brain, and the pleasure of edging. Somewhere, at the very, very back of your mind, you were aware that they were talking to you. “Come on toy, come on up.”
They moved around you, puzzling. “What did I say? It was only half an hour ago. Maybe I shouldn’t have conditioned you so much. No, that’s silly, we both love it. Oh, yeah. You were to stay like this until you came. And you need my permission to cum.”
They laughed again, mischief etched into the sound. “I must have forgotten that, toy… Well, it’s okay, I think you’re overdone now, so I guess all we can do is let the orgasm take it’s course, and then put what’s left back together. You may cum, toy.”
Finally, the mantras were interrupted. The orgasm was immediate, and all encompassing. Your mind detonated with pleasure that felt as if it was ripping your body apart, annihilating each and every part of you. And then, you were in their arms, as they brought you back up.
