Hand
Added 2022-05-22 08:48:33 +0000 UTCYour hypnotist's touch edges you. Right?
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You could feel the bubbles of pleasure popping in your brain, moans falling from your lips with each movement of their hand. “That’s it, toy. Feel my touch. Feel the bliss of it.” Your arm kept going. Their hand moved faster. Their eyes were searing into yours.
Your mind was crumbling. “Over and over again, so lucky to feel my touch. To feel my hand on you. Draining your brain, replacing your mind with pleasure. No thoughts. You don’t need thoughts. Just my words, and my pleasure. That’s it. Good toy. Slow, and steady.”
Your arm slowed down, obediently controlling the pace of their hand. Your limbs were trembling. It was so hard to hold back. You wanted to cum. But you wanted to obey more. “So very good, toy. No need to cum, not when you can feel more of this endless pleasure, right?”
You felt your head nod, eyes never looking away from theirs. “You might feel the pleasure reaching the edge, but then the edge moves further away. No cumming, no end. Just pleasure, and bliss, for me. Letting my hand take you wherever you need to go. Good toy.”
