Thrust
Added 2021-03-04 17:08:20 +0000 UTCYour dominant makes you think you've been brainwashed to obey. And you have, but... Not in the way you think you have.
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The way their eyes glittered as they brought you up out of trance was enough to tell you that they were looking forward to what they had planned. And so were you. Your mind was flooded with obedience. You were ready to do as you were told.
You lay on the bed, preparing yourself. “Stand up.” They said.
You tried to stand. But the only part of your body that seemed to want to move was your hips. They thrust into the air, needily.
They clearly saw your confusion on your face. “Come on toy, stand up for me.”
You wanted to, but again, all that happened was your hips hungrily thrusting into the air.
What was happening? Your mind was still feeling fuzzy from the trance, and you wanted to obey so bad. You tried to get your body to move again, and your hips bucked upwards.
“What’s wrong toy? Have you forgotten how to stand up? That’s okay. Let’s try something simpler. Can you raise an arm for me?” You thought for a second, before trying. And again, your hips thrust up into the air.
“Silly toy… That’s not your arm. Is something else on your mind? Is that why you’re trying to fuck the air?” As they spoke, your hips thrust again, and this time, you could feel the need growing. “Oh? What’s that? Did you like it when I said fuck?”
Your hips moved again, as if being pulled up and then let go by an invisible pair of hands. Now the hungry neediness was starting to grow. “Is that it? You want to fuck? To fuck and fuck and fuckall night long?” They giggled, watching your eyes roll as your hips bucked.
The pleasure was growing too. But it was dwarfed by the simple need that was rising inside you. You tried to do anything else, but all you r efforts resulted in was more thrusts. Your partner stood, looking down at you. “Okay toy, I’ll give you what you want.”
