Mental fortress

In this, you're trying to resist your hypnotist, you tell them your mind is a fortress... They cannot resist the challenge.

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You stare defiantly into your dominant’s eyes. “My mind is a fortress.” You say, and their eyes widen, just a little, before they smile, deviously.

“Of course it is. A strong fortress, with tall walls. But all fortresses have gates. Holes in their defences.”

“And you can feel my words seeping into the holes in your fortress already, can’t you? Slipping in, and already you’re beginning to feel you mind go foggy, hazy.” Somewhere their tone of voice had changed, so subtly, to their hypnotic patter.

And that was making resisting that much harder. The sound of their voice, already associated with trance, was making your body relax. Your eyes were beginning to feel sleepy, as they stared you down. It was so hard to keep them open.

“Of course, your mind is a fortress. But the walls are made of sponge. And they’re soaking up all of my words, all of the obedience I’m giving you, and your mind can just sink down now for me.” With that. With your fortress absorbing everything they said, you dropped.

“Sinking deeper and deeper down, feeling all of this sleepy relaxation. Listening only to my voice. Feeling so so good. Letting your body relax further as your mind drops deeper. Mmm, such a good pet for me.”

You could feel their hand, gently brush your face, trail down your exposed chest. “You look so good like this pet. And you feel so good too. Do you want to keep on like this? Nod your head yes…” Your head moved up and down, almost imperceptibly, your neck was so relaxed.

“Oh good pet. If you want to keep on feeling this way, then you just need to obey. Just relax and obey. For now, the only thing I want you to do is listen, but by doing that, you are obeying. And obeying makes you feel good!”

“Because obedience is pleasure. And pleasure is arousal. So as you keep on listening, you can begin to feel that arousal, growing inside you. Starting small. But slowly growing as you feel more and more obedient. And as you feel more arousal, you feel more pleasure.”

“And more pleasure makes you want to obey more… Good toy. Start touching yourself. Make yourself feel more pleasure.” Your hands moved, automatically, like a puppet on a string, touching yourself exactly how you wanted to be touched.

It felt incredible. Powerless, and so powerfully aroused. So obedient, so much pleasure. Quickly, you found the pleasure building, as pleasure became obedience which became arousal which became more pleasure. An endless cycle, that your horny hypnotized mind was trapped in.

You mind drifted in this cycle, until finally, you found yourself coming up. You had no memory of cumming, but the way your legs were shaking, you could feel the end of an orgasm as it subsided. Your hypnotist leant over you, still smiling that wicked smile.

“So, your mind is a fortress. I think I’ve just conquered it. But good try pet. One day, you’ll resist. Keep trying.” You blushed, knowing full well that they wanted the challenge. Next time. Maybe you could…