Beg
Added 2022-02-06 10:43:58 +0000 UTCYour hypnotist takes the time to find out how to press your buttons.
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Their touch was soft, experimental, almost. Each brush of their hand was testing your body. Each teasing finger was looking for another way to make you shiver and moan. But more than their touch, was their voice. Their voice which wound its way through your mind.
Each time you moaned, or squirmed at the pleasure, was rewarded with more praise. More encouragement. Conditioning you to give in to the pleasure more. Making you need it, desperately. Slowly, they were finding each and every button to press to make you sink deeper.
Deeper into that sweet submissive state. That blank, empty, mindless mode of being. Where your thoughts were gone, replaced by their voice, and their touch. Where you couldn’t conceive of doing anything but obeying. Of giving in. So, when they told you to beg, you did.
