Model (Patreon)

Your hypnotist uses a model to break your mind down.

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Your hypnotist held up the small model of the brain that they had in their hands. “So, we can agree that this represents your mind, right, hon?”

You nodded. They had just brought you out of a trance where they set that suggestion up. You were looking forward to what came next.

“Good.” They said, clapping their hands around the brain. “Now, if I do this…” They twisted their hands, and the model came apart. You blinked, immediately finding it impossible to think. They smirked, looking at you. “That’s right. Brain broken, no thinking.”

You couldn’t find words to respond, couldn’t begin to understand how to resist this. Not that you wanted to. It felt good. Very good. “Right, I’m going to take this piece. Your control, and hold onto it. For as long as it’s not returned to your brain, your mind can’t help but obey”

You nodded, gently, slowly, as they placed the small interior piece of the model next to them, on the arm of their chair.  “And now… As I begin to piece your mind back together…” They snapped pieces back into place. And, bit, by bit, your thoughts returned, until they were done.

Your control was still next to them, on the chair’s arm. “Okay. How’re you doing? How’re you feeling?” they asked.

You took a moment to consider. You felt alright, your mind was pretty much back to how it usually felt. “I’m doing fine. Mind feels-”

“Mute.” They said, cutting across you with a snap of their fingers. You felt the sound die on your lips. You could still move your mouth, but you couldn’t produce noise. They took a few moments, studying your reaction, before smiling. “Oh yes, sweetie. This will work.”