Tick tock
Added 2022-04-28 16:17:15 +0000 UTCYour hypnotist utilises a suggestion they gave you some time ago.
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The slow ticking of the clock was all that you could hear. Each tick took another thought. Each tick was another moment closer to mindlessness. Your hypnotist stood before you, not speaking, just waiting. They knew what was coming. They had designed it.
It felt like a stillness, spreading through your brain. Tick by tick, your mind was stopping. Emptying. Going blank. You wanted – no, you needed this. They just smiled at you, enjoying the blank look on your face. Your mind was opening up to them like a book.
And they hadn’t really had to do anything. Just wind the clock. From their your own mind had done the rest of the work. Sure, they had set up the suggestion beforehand, but that happened days ago. Not that you remembered. Not right now. The past didn’t exist here.
Just this moment. That’s all that exists now. The gorgeous ticking. Your hypnotist, and the sweet, blissful feelings, coursing through you. No thinking. No moving. Blank, empty. Relaxed. You’re ready for them. They know it. They lean down, looking at your blank eyes, and smile.
