Forgetful Pleasure
Added 2020-08-19 15:22:09 +0000 UTCYou're brought up in the middle of a session, helplessly playing with yourself, but the pleasure is making you forgetful... This is quite dialogue heavy, which is a change for me!
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*Snap* What were you doing again? Touching. Clearly. The arousal and the fact that your hand was playing hungrily with yourself was enough to tell you that. But your head was so foggy. And your partner was holding something. Something. Shiny. Sparkly.
Your addled mind tried to make sense, but all you could do was feel the pleasure and arousal as your partner came closer.
“Does it feel good my sweet? All that pleasure? Making you so forgetful. You can’t even remember how you got into this mess, huh?”
More pleasure. Mind going blank.
“Well, that’s okay. You don’t need to think. Do you? You can just listen, and obey, and feel pleasure. Because that feels good!” As they said obey, you almost felt their control in your mind. As they said pleasure, your own spiked.
“What do you want pet? Do you want? Do you need? Or has that all gone? Can you even think at all? Has all the pleasure I’ve given you taken away your brain? So that there’s nothing left but obedience and pleasure? Oh, my sweet. I’m just getting started with you.”
With a snap, your world disappeared, back down into mindless trance, ready for more programming. More pleasure. When they woke you up next, what would they have done to your mind?
