Pleasure trap
Added 2020-10-01 15:39:47 +0000 UTCYou had had a long day, and you wanted to relax and feel pleasure. Little did you know that your hypnotist would give you both...
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It feels so good. This sensation, creeping up your body, of heaviness, mixed with pleasure. Leaving you lethargic, and panting. Legs, like lead, feeling the tingles of pleasure. Moving up over your sex. So good. And as your hypnotist keeps speaking to you, it only feels better.
More pleasure, as the heaviness rises up your chest, and over your shoulders. Your arms, unable to move as the warm pleasure flows into them. Finally, your head, your neck. All encased in heavy pleasure. Feeling so relaxed, and so so good.
But the pleasure doesn’t stop there.
Oh no.
It keeps growing.
And growing.
If you could move, you could touch yourself.
If you could move, maybe you could do something to relieve it.
Maybe you should have thought of that before asking for this.
You wanted pleasure, and you’d had a long day.
Your hypnotist is just helping relieve that tension.
But they’re replacing it with so much pleasure.
Now you’re trapped.
Thoughts being eroded by waves of pleasure.
Slowly breaking your brain.
Slowly melting your mind.
Can you feel your body, anymore?
Or is it just pleasure?
Mmm… Pleasure.
Such a lovely word.
A lovely feeling.
All you can feel.
All you can think.
There is only pleasure.
No release.
No cumming.
No.
Just pleasure.
Making you such a good toy.
Such a good obedient toy.
Because obedience is pleasure, and pleasure is obedience.
And all you are right now is pleasure.
Good toy.
