Draining

This was suggested by a patreon, and I absolutely loved it! Some amnesia, mixed with passion! How long could you keep your thoughts?

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“And five, wide awake.” Your eyes opened, you felt refreshed. Content. Already the memory of the trance was fading, as the amnesia set in. You blinked, noticing your dominant standing over you, a wicked grin playing across their lips. “How’re you feeling?”

You looked into their eyes, and found them boring into yours. Drills digging away at your mind, you could feel yourself already beginning to slip. Wait. They had asked you a question. What – what had they asked? Their eyes were swallowing you up.

They snapped their fingers. “Up, toy, up. Hey, look at my lips. Don’t look into my eyes. I want you to be up for this next part.” They were closer now. Much closer. All you could see was them. All you wanted to see was them. Their beauty.

Their scent was filling your nose as you breathed in. They bit their lip, waiting. You were beginning to notice a longing. A desperate desire to kiss them. It had started small, but was getting more and more noticeable. You leant forwards, almost unconsciously.

They smiled, and one of their hands came to your chin, holding you back, with the lightest of pressures. But it was enough. “Oh no, toy… I know how much you want it. But I’ll kiss you when I want to, thank you.” They leant closer, so close to you now.

The need was squirming inside of you, it felt like you were going to burst with the desire, all focused on one point. Their lips. You wanted it, you needed it. You couldn’t even say why, but you knew you just needed to kiss them.

You pushed, softly into their hand. Their teasing grin fell. Their hand dropped to your throat, and you were pushed back into the chair, as they leant forwards. “What did I say toy? Did I say that you got to choose when to kiss me? I didn’t think so.”

Their hand was tight, you closed your eyes. You could feel the blood pumping, the rush of pleasure at their physicality. As their hand dropped away, you opened your mouth to respond to them; only to feel their lips meet yours. The effect was instantaneous.

You could feel your mind draining. Their lips were taking your thoughts. They kept kissing you, and you felt yourself becoming blanker. It was so easy, so nice, so natural, to let them steal your thoughts like this. To let them drain away into this pleasurable oblivion.

You felt them lower themselves onto your lap, straddling you. Not once did their kisses stop. Your mind was fading as the kisses rained, until, finally, they broke away, breathing heavily. “Okay, toy. Let’s – Let’s see what that’s done. Do you remember your name?”

You could feel your mind stalling, trying to recall the information. It took some time, and you could feel their enjoyment at seeing you struggle. Finally, you remembered your own name, and told them. They smiled, and said. “Okay, that was nothing. Let’s see how far we can go.”