Rising
Added 2021-07-14 17:22:06 +0000 UTCThis piece was inspired by the feeling after you've just woken up, and all you want to do, and all you can do, is fall back to sleep.
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Your mind rose up, up, up, as if from sleep. Your eyes opened, and instantly, you were starting at the spiral that span before you. You couldn’t look away. You couldn’t hold on to your thoughts. You became aware of the voice too late to try to shut it out, you sank down.
Down, down, deep into the trance that you had just been in. Letting the voice wrap around your mind, flooding your brain with the foggy feeling that made it so malleable, so open to the programming. You continued to sink, feeling something teasing your body.
Pleasure from… What was it? It was hard to think about it. Your mind couldn’t grasp a thought long enough to comprehend it. And it didn’t matter what was touching you, not when it felt this good. The long languid pleasure stretching through your body, making you squirm.
But that too faded into the noise of the voice, of the lights behind your eyelids. The pleasure and the relaxation and the submission all melting into one, as you continued to sink…
Your mind rose up, up, up, as if from sleep…
