Waiting
Added 2022-04-15 13:42:43 +0000 UTCYour hypnotist enjoys delayed gratification.
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You felt your eyelids fluttering. You were going to drop. It was inevitable. But your hypnotist was taking their time. Each swing of the pocket watch was another layer of self-control gone. Each swing took another thought. Each swing left you more and more relaxed.
They knew how close you were to dropping. “Keep your heavy eyes open toy, I know how much you want to drop. I know how much you want to give in, to sink into that comfortable sleepy feeling. But stay up for me. Stay right here, in this space. That’s it.”
Helplessly, you obeyed. Teetering over the hypnotic abyss, kept up on their words, and the soft swaying of the pocket watch. It was taking all of your focus to keep your eyes open. To not just let go. You had to obey. No matter how much you wanted to give in.
“Oh, my sweet toy. I think you might be ready. I can see how much your eyelids are fluttering. How much you want to drop. But I don’t want to let you drop just yet. You look so good like this. So acutely focused. So very nearly mindless. All because of me.”
They kept you there for some time still. Savouring the soft noises you made as you struggled to stay up. The way your eyelids drooped. They loved watching you like this. And, though you wouldn’t, and currently couldn’t admit it; you loved to be in this state.
