Hello, puppet
Added 2021-12-06 17:07:34 +0000 UTCYour hypnotist shows you a whole new avenue of control they can exercise over you...
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It was a slow, creeping feeling of relaxation that crept over you. Your body gently succumbing to your hypnotist’s words, as they dropped you deeper, and deeper into trance. Their control, flowing through you, left no thoughts in your head, no will of your own.
The feeling was one of slow, comfortable oblivion. A peaceful state of immobility, self-paralysis. You could move, if you wanted to, but you were so comfortable, why would you want to? The feeling of relaxation was encapsulating your body like a sleeping bag made of their words.
And then, as you reached a new depth of trance, of relaxation, you felt the sleeping bag transform, turning into something more akin to a cocoon, with them as the spider, spinning their web around your body and mind. Tugging on threads here, and there, pulling your body tighter.
It was a warm tightness, a comfortable tightness. Your arms and legs were held firmly. It almost felt like something was moving, coiling around you. And then, you felt freedom. The cocoon fell away, leaving the relaxing freedom of their control. Your eyes opened.
Your hypnotist stood over you, one hand extended. You felt strings of their words, connecting you to their fingertips. Their control over your body was total, you couldn’t move, until one of their fingers twitched, and your arm flopped, weakly. They grinned. “Hello, puppet.”
