The Front Door
Added 2021-08-16 15:48:22 +0000 UTCYou're to be the entertainment for tonight's party. Your dominant has given you some tricks to get into the right... Headspace.
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“Okay sweetie, is the blindfold okay? And the cuffs? Not too tight?” You nod, then shake your head, giving a quick thumbs up with one hand. You feel your dominant trace their fingers down your chin, to your bare chest, to your thighs. “Okay, well… I’ll get ready!”
And as they leave, the feelings of trance flow through you, just as they had said would happen. That sublime feeling of depth, of lost control. And as you wait, the tension hanging in the air begins to transition into excitement at what the night will bring.
Finally, you hear the front door open. Instantly, you feel it happen. Your thoughts beginning to drift further away. More and more mindless, and then, the door is closed. But your thoughts don’t return. Instead, a new feeling fills you, body and mind.
You can feel your body becoming less… Your own. As the door is opened again, you can feel the drain on your mind continue. So hard to do anything but feel your thoughts leave you; and as the door closes, you feel your control slip some more.
After the third time, you can feel the lack of control everywhere in your body. After the fifth time, your mind is completely gone. Your body is just a toy, a puppet, to be used for entertainment this evening. But that fact fills you with excitement.
The toy wants to be used. To be fucked, body and mind, until it doesn’t know or remember anything but being a pleasure puppet. And as it hears the door to the room open, it knows that it is about to be put to use. It wants to please. It needs to please. And it will.
