Trap Door
Added 2021-11-23 18:48:03 +0000 UTCYour hypnotist gives you a lot of new triggers, to drop you into trance...
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Your eyes slowly opened, and you felt your hypnotist’s hand run down your cheek. They were smiling at you, mischief twinkling in their eyes. “It’s all set up. If I make you say one of a number of things in my presence, you’ll drop back down.” They said.
You met their eyes, and nodded. “So – any hints?”
They raised their eyebrows, and as you realised, you felt your eyes close, your mind dropping back down into trance. Your body was relaxing. You had hit one of their ‘trap door triggers’, as they had called it.
The next few days were full of similar moments, you would be talking to them, and sometimes they’d ask a specific question, other times you’d just be talking, but you’d see a look of excitement cross their face, and suddenly, you’d drop.
You were enjoying it, but you had started to wonder how many of these were in your head. You asked them, and they looked nervous. “Okay, toy. Do you want me to tell you? Because that might spoil the effect, if I do. Are you sure you want to know?” You nodded. You were sure.
Then their face split into one of their most mischievous grins, and they answered. “Well, toy. The funny thing is, that there aren’t any. Nothing specific, anyway. What’s happening, is that when you think you’ve hit one, you’re dropping down into trance.”
You were gaping at them – that, that was wicked on their part. So simple. So easy. Just a step of your mind and you dropped yourself. They continued. “Now that you know. Do you want to remember? Remembering stops it working somewhat. Or I can make you forget. Your choice, toy.”
