Fractionated to pieces
Added 2021-12-20 16:39:31 +0000 UTCYour hypnotist fractionates you up, and down, over and over again. Just a snippet of a fractionation scene.
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“And up, still feeling so foggy, so hazy, so dreamy. Just hanging here, in this space, waiting…” Your eyes were open, though you could feel your eyelids fluttering, as their voice continued to fill your ears. “Waiting for until you to drop back down, now.”
Your eyes slammed shut, no longer held up by their control. Your mind spiralled back down into the whirling vortex of their power. “Feeling so good for me, aren’t you? So very good. Feeling the pleasure of obedience double, and triple, each time you drop back down.”
You did feel it. That sensation of overwhelming pleasure, surging through your body. A soft moan escaped your lips. You heard your hypnotist laugh, softly. “Until you come back up for me. Still floating, still drifting. Each time you come up, you come up less, don’t you?”
You nodded your head. You had no room for speaking in your mind. “And then you go back down for me.” Again, your eyes closed, and your mind was plunged downwards. Into peaceful, pleasurable bliss. Feeling the arousal of obedience even stronger. Fractionated, into pieces.
