Clockwork
Added 2021-10-12 16:25:32 +0000 UTCYour hypnotist has found a new hypnotic prop to use on you, and you're going to enjoy it.
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You felt them place the key against the back of your neck. Resting against the top of your spine. Your hypnotist gently brushed their finger down your nose, giggling as your eyelids fluttered with the sudden wave of relaxation that flooded through your mind.
“Are you ready, toy? I’m going to wind up your mind now.” They turned the key. You felt their words wrapping around your thoughts. “Tighter, and tighter, with every twist, with every word I say, your mind and body, being bound tighter, and tighter to my control.”
They kept turning the key, and with every twist, your felt another wave of obedience rush over you. A wave of need, of submissive desire. You wanted to be told what to do. You wanted to listen to their words. And the key kept on being turned. It felt so good.
“Such a good obedient toy for me, aren’t you? So very conditioned to obey, and well, with you like this, I don’t even need to hypnotise you into being an obedient little toy. You just are, aren’t you?” You nodded. You were their good toy. Their obedient plaything.
Their smile brought joy to your heart. “Good toy. I bet you can feel that need to obey ticking away, can’t you?” As they said it, you did feel – something. A pulse, a sensation, at the base of your neck. Repeating, a small shiver of pleasure that made it so easy to obey them.
“Toy, kneel.” You hadn’t processed their words by the time you fell to your knees before them. They laughed. “Oh, that’s just what I like to see. I’m going to enjoy playing with you like this, sweetness.” And they did, they played for the rest of the night, and you obeyed, like clockwork.
