Becoming their toy
Added 2021-03-21 10:03:05 +0000 UTCBecoming an object, for their pleasure, for their fun is something that I've always enjoyed the idea of...
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The concept of being their ‘Toy’ had always excited you. An open mind to play with, a doll, an object to be used for pleasure, and fun. And they had finally agreed to make you their toy. Finally agreed to turn you into the object you wanted to be.
And it was just so easy for them to do. You had already been conditioned to their voice, already been taken down enough times that when they brought you down this time, your mind dropped, diving into that submissive, open, headspace, ready to be programmed.
Ready to become their Toy for a while. And you could feel it happening, as their words worked on you. Your limbs, your joints becoming stiff, rigid, immobile. Your mind becoming open, receptive. Your ears, simply receivers for their commands. There was one more thing.
A test, of how well their Toy obeyed. They brought you up a bit, still in that Toy headspace. They placed the pen into your hand. They gave the order, and watched, eagerly, as your body obeyed. The word ‘Toy’, appearing on your chest, as your hand moved automatically.
And then, satisfied, but eager for more, they brought you back under. Made the associations they wanted to make in your mind. And then, they brought you back up, to wakefulness, much to your surprise. Did they not want to play with their toy?
Something must have shown on your face because their own sadistic smirk widened as you started to beg to return to that headspace. Your words were silenced as they reached over and pressed the word on your chest, and their Toy’s mind opened once more.
