Thought stop
Added 2022-04-28 16:31:22 +0000 UTCYour hypnotist, having brought you under, deepens their control. A continuation of my last microfiction.
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Your hypnotist smiles, stopping the clock’s ticking. “Okay, toy. Now that you’re where you need to bet, you can continue to sink. It’s okay. You don’t need to think right now. You don’t need to do anything but listen, and let my words do what they need to do.”
They pull you in close to them, and with one hand, they begin to gently stroke down your back. “That’s it, toy. Letting my control over you grow, and flourish. You don’t want control, do you? No. Control is such hard work. It’s so much easier when I have control.”
It is easier when they have control. You know that. “And it feels good when you don’t have to think. I can do all of the thinking for you. You want that, don’t you?” A soft noise escapes your lips. Your mind trying to agree. Your hypnotist laughs, holding you closer.
“Hush now, toy. It’s okay. I know you want to agree. You want to tell me yes, over and over again. But, well. That’s dangerously close to thinking. So don’t worry about that. Just sink down, into my control. That’s it. When I bring you back up, then we can have some fun.”
