Chanting

You hear your partner repeating a phrase over and over, from the living room, and decide to ask what's going on...

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You knocked on the door. “Babe? Are you okay?” You could hear your partner saying something. No. Repeating something. Over and over again. They had been since you started listening, a minute ago. At your voice, the chanting stopped. You heard footsteps.

The door was flung open, and your partner’s arms embraced you, pulling you inside, lips on yours in a passionate kiss that felt incredible. They closed the door, and pushed you back against it. Whatever had been going on had clearly left them turned on…

You were lost in each other for a while, this simple passion feeling so good, so nice. But eventually, they pulled away. You hadn’t quite recovered from the onslaught when you felt a pair of headphones slip over your ears. You looked at them, quizzically.

They raised a finger to their lips, and pushed you onto the sofa, before going over and pressing a button on their laptop.

Instantly, a new voice filled your ears. Soft, peaceful, but firm. A voice that commanded attention. A voice that was easy to listen to.

“Hi there. Your partner has told me a lot about you. About how you two play together. Just like I taught them. How good you are at submitting to them. How easily you fall into trance for them. Just like you’re beginning to fall into trance for me, aren’t you?”

You could feel your body relaxing, as your partner picked up another pair of headphones, and put them on. They smiled at you, and you smiled weakly back. This felt so right. So good. When- what? The voice continued. “Hush now toy. Don’t get too caught up in thinking.”

Your mind cleared of confusion. This felt right, and so it was right. That was what was important. Your partner straddled you, pinning you to the sofa. Their weight pressing down on you made it so much easier to relax. To sink. Just like they had programmed you to.

And the voice continued. The voice kept taking you both deeper. And before long, you were both chanting. Where before, your partner had been alone in submission to their dominant, now there were two toys together. And you were such a good pair of toys for your new owner.