Crystal
Added 2021-05-10 15:49:33 +0000 UTCSome objects are so very pretty to watch swing...
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The lights being cast onto the room span as their crystal danced, twirling, through the air. But you didn’t notice the lights on the walls. No. All you could focus on by this point was the crystal, spinning and swaying back and forth, back and forth, round and round.
The way the light seemed to crack through it, going to the different facets, was just like what was happening to your mind as you focused on it. Splitting apart. Being lost, and reduced to nothing. No brain. No thoughts. Just focus, and an open, empty head.
And as you kept on focusing on it, they could begin to fill up that empty head. New thoughts. New pleasures. New you. A sweet, submissive you. Obedient, blank, and so very docile. So easy to listen to them as they fill up your head with their words. As they make you their good toy.
