Wander
Added 2022-04-21 17:59:18 +0000 UTCYour hypnotist doesn't need to be with you to control you.
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Your mind had wandered back here, all by itself. Without any input from them. And now you were stuck. On the edge. Lost in fantasies of them. Of their voice. Their words whirling around you, filling you with boundless pleasure. Still you wanted more.
Your hypnotist wasn’t even here, but you had fallen to your knees, reciting your mantras, all the same. It was so easy to do these days. Just letting their programming take over as you touched yourself. As you gave up control to their brainwashing, it felt so good.
And those good, pleasurable feelings helped to reinforce the brainwashing. The mantras that were sinking and sticking into your mind, even deeper than they were already. “A good toy obeys. I am a good toy. So, I must obey.” Over, and over again, punctuated by moans.
You would be ready for them when they got home. If you lasted that long. You could feel the pleasure climbing towards a crescendo. Your mind reached out for a different mantra, and found it instantly. “I take no pleasure in my pleasure, only in your pleasure do I find release.”
This was your mantra that let the pleasure simmer, reminding you of their control of your orgasms, of their control over your body, and mind, in such a pleasurable way. Even as the pleasure continued to rise, you knew you would last. You would be ready for them. No matter what.
