Foggy mornings
Added 2021-12-01 10:00:04 +0000 UTCYour partner wants you to stay asleep for just a bit longer this morning...
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“Mmm, hush pet. Don’t talk. Don’t even think. Just listen to me.” Your partner held you gently in their arms, as they whispered words into your ear. “I know, you’ve just woken up, but you can drop for me, can’t you? Drop so deep down into trance for me, so easily, right?”
Your body obeyed, automatically. “That’s it pet. Just drop and let all those thoughts go away for a while. I know, you wanted to wake up early, and I’ll let you get up. But first, I want you to luxuriate in my control for a bit, okay?” You couldn’t argue. Not that you would have.
No, you loved this. Dropping for them, just being held so safe, secure, and mindless. “I know how good it feels, to be lost in my control.” Their hand traced down your arm. “I know how much you want to exist in this state for longer.” Their voice had taken on a mischievous tone.
“So, I’ll let you get up in a minute. But for the rest of the morning, until I say Terminus, you’ll be a little foggy. Still able to function, but just feeling my control, clogging your thoughts, and it’ll feel so good…” They held you tightly again, and then began to bring you back up.
