Deja Vu

Your hypnotist checks in on you, before filling you with pleasure - have they done that before?

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“Hello, toy. How’re you feeling? Looks like it got too much for you for a second there, so I thought I’d let you rest.” Your hypnotist gently brushed your cheek with their thumb as you blinked up at them, groggily. “Was it too much, toy?” Wait – hadn’t this happened before?

Or was it just déjà vu? You were looking up, into their eyes, feeling the fog pour into your mind. What had you just been thinking about? “Hush, toy. It’s okay. You don’t need to think about anything right now. Just look into my eyes. Look up at me. That’s it.”

You could feel your mind melting. You felt yourself sinking into a sea of blissful unawareness. As you kept looking into their eyes, you felt something else. A small tingle of pleasure. Tiny, almost insignificant right now. But you could feel it growing.

They laughed, seeing your cheeks flush. “That’s it toy, feel the pleasure. Feel the bliss. It feels so fucking good to sink into my eyes, so why would you stop? But, well. I’d be careful. We both know what happens when you get too much pleasure.”

They cocked their head to the side, and you felt your own head turn automatically, following their eyes. “Well, I do. You don’t, do you? But you don’t care about knowing or not knowing.” You felt your body wanting to squirm, but their eyes held you still.

“No. No, you just want pleasure. I know that’s right toy. Just pleasure, and more bliss, and less and less thoughts in that silly little head of yours.” Their hands had begun to explore your body, as the pleasure kept on growing, they straddled you in the chair.

“Such a sweet little blissed out thing. So very needy, as you should be, by this point I-” They stopped, and smiled. “Was that a whine? Oh my toy, did you even realise you made it? Can you talk right now? Or is there too much pleasure? Oh, it’s okay, don’t worry. Just drop.”

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“Hey, toy. How’re you doing? It seems that that got too much for you for a moment there, so I thought I’d let you rest.” Your hypnotist gently brushed your forehead with their thumb as you blinked up at them, groggily. Wait – hadn’t this happened before?