Switch-off

Inspired by something I posted on twitter the other day... two submissives hypno-duel it out to see who will get to be the first to be brainwashed.

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It was going to be easy. You could beat them. Couldn’t you? You had made the bet. One sub against the other. Whoever wins gets brainwashed by your owner. The loser has to watch and know the bliss the other is getting. You were both ready, waiting for the word to begin.

And still the moment stretched on. Your opponent was smiling at you, an expectant look in their eyes. Their deep, soulful eyes. Eyes that you could just – No. Focus. Keep looking but keep thinking. Don’t let your thoughts get lulled to sleep. Finally, your owner gave the word.

Instantly you raised you hand, and begin to waft your fingers, slowly, but with purpose. They were fumbling in their pocket for a crystal, but it was too late. As they looked back up, their eyes focused on your fingers. Just as they were conditioned to.

And as you began speaking, you could see their eyes, trying to pull away. Trying to do anything but watch. They blinked, seeming to falter. Struggling to stay up. This would be even easier than you had anticipated, apparently. Their eyes shut. But wait. You hadn’t told them to-

Their hand came up, struggling to stay aloft, but holding the crystal. The crystal that you had been so well programmed to follow and let your mind go blank. Instantly your attention was captured. Your eyes following it as it swung back and forth, back and forth.

Your mind was rapidly shutting down, thoughts of winning quickly quashed beneath the need to submit to the crystal’s power. As they lowered it down, your eyes went with it, and you were gone…

*** Time *** Passes ***

And then you were back up. In a chair. You knew you couldn’t move.

All you could do was watch, transfixed, as your owner hypnotised them. Brought the winner down, and down, into their power. Gave them so much pleasure. So many sweet feelings. It was wonderful to watch how quickly the other submissive’s mind was brought under.

And as you saw them going under, there was no jealousy, no sense of bitterness at losing. Only excitement. Whilst they got programmed first, you knew that your owner wouldn’t be able to resist having both playthings. You were next, and that was enough.