Don't
Added 2021-08-14 10:42:54 +0000 UTCA single word, combined with conditioned responses, can sometimes be all that's needed.
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Your partner held your head between their hands. Their eyes were locked onto yours. “Don’t.” They said. Your mind was stuck, you could feel their fingers massaging your head, turning your brain to mush. And again, “Don’t.” they said.
Don’t what? Your eyes were lost in their own, and your thoughts were unravelling between their hands. “Don’t” That word again. What did they want you to not do? To not think? That- that was already happening. Your thoughts were a distant memory.
A distant memory replaced by a submissive sensation that urged you to please. To serve. Again they said “Don’t.” And your mind did a flip. You desperately wanted to obey. But they gave no indication. Don’t what? Don’t resist? You couldn’t even if you tried.
And you didn’t want to try. You knew how good it felt to submit. To sink. You felt their hands loosen their grip, and all you could utter was a single word, before you were tumbling back onto the bed, deep into trance, deep into submission, into mindless bliss. “Don’t.”
