Eyes across the table
Added 2022-08-09 19:25:37 +0000 UTCYou finally greet the hypnotist who caught your eye from across the party, it goes well...
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You locked eyes across the table. The party was in full swing, and, although there were plenty of other kinksters around you, they had caught you eye earlier in the evening. They leant forwards, and smiled. “Lovely to finally meet you, what’s your name?”
They nodded as you told them, and then looked around. “And what’re you here for?”
You gestured towards the spiral pin in their lapel. “Same thing as you, hypnosis.”
They laughed, their hand brushing up from their chest to their eyes, giving one a gentle rub.
“I see, so, what side of the watch do you like to be on?” You realised that you were now staring into their eyes again. And they were watching you, really watching you.
“I’m a subject, normally.” Their smile widened. And then the conversation continued.
It was a quick negotiation. Hard limits, soft limits, safe words, squicks, prior experiences, open triggers. They outlined what they wanted to do to you, and it sounded perfect. You went to get drinks, came back, and then it was time to begin.
They took your hands, holding them up softly, so they were hanging above the table. Then they began to rub their thumbs on your palms. “Feel the energy draining from you, feel your focus on my hands, that’s it. Focus more, and more. Well done. Doing so well.”
You could feel the sensation taking over rapidly. The feeling of focus, of stillness filling your body and mind. “So much focus, all of your attention now. Nothing else exists except our hands, and my voice. Until they -” They dropped your hands gently to the tabletop. “- drop!”
And your eyes closed, you relaxed in your seat. “Now, all that exists is my voice, and the sensations in your body. The sensations of control, of focus, now just on my voice. That’s it. Listening so well. I’m glad you finally looked my way, you’re just my type, toy.”
