The bet
Added 2021-01-11 16:58:30 +0000 UTCI've always loved resistance inductions, especially when you go all out, and it doesn't matter in the end.
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All you had to do was not go under for your partner. If you could resist them for five minutes, then you got to take charge for the night.
But they weren’t going to make it easy. Not when they had so many tools to use.
Pocket watches, and crystals, all so good at catching your eye.
A metronome, each tick interrupting your thoughts.
Or the spiral that they put up on the screen, that you nearly found yourself staring into, blank, empty.
Each one, you just managed to pull yourself away from. You turned away from the spiral, the watches, the crystals.
You stilled the metronome.
And then you found yourself staring into their eyes.
You were caught in their gaze, as they smiled at you.
Their beautiful eyes, holding your attention. As they came closer, speaking softly. Your tired, worn out mind had no strength to resist.
And then you were up. So relaxed, feeling so wonderfully submissive. You may have lost the bet, but that didn’t seem to matter right now.
