How deep
Added 2022-04-05 12:59:36 +0000 UTCYour hypnotist makes you wait to drop into trance.
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“You know you’re going to drop, don’t you, toy?” You were lost in their eyes, staring up at them. Their control pouring into your weak, helpless mind. It felt so good to drop for them. “That’s it. You know it’s coming. The question isn’t if. It’s not even when.”
Their hand flitted upwards, and your gaze was caught in the soft gently fluttering of their fingers. “No, the question is how deep you’ll go. The question is how far you’ll sink down into trance when I…” Their hand pulled together, ready to snap, and stopped.
You were on the edge of a precipice that would give your mind to them, to do with as they will. Held by your own attention, as well as their words. Your mind was laser focused on their hand, but they didn’t snap. They just waited, watching you. You heard them laugh.
“You look so good like that, toy. Waiting, so eager, to drop for me. So hungry, so needy for the trance. I know, I know, you want this. Don’t you? Nod your head. Good toy.” They finally snapped their fingers. “Now drop.” And you felt trance overcome you.
