Brain so broken (Patreon)

Your partner's brainwashing set up really does a number on you...

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“Gosh pet, is your brain already so broken that you can’t speak?” Your partner asked, peering round to look at your face. You couldn’t look away from the spirals. They were ingrained, emblazoned, into your vision. Even when you blinked you saw them, the three screens.

Three spirals. One red, one blue, one green. Each rotating in time, in unison. And you couldn’t look away. Your partner retreated, back to where they were controlling the spirals, Talking into the microphone “That’s okay. You don’t need your brain anymore, do you pet?”

Words appeared on the spirals, that you couldn’t help but repeat. “No Dominant.” Your voice was monotone, drawn from your lips by their control

They laughed gently, the sound tickling your blank and broken mind. “That’s a good pet. So obedient.”

You felt a small blush creep across your face at the praise as they continued speaking. “All you need is obedience, and pleasure, and more brainwashing, isn’t that right, pet?”

More words flashed up on the screen, and you couldn’t help but say them. “Yes Dominant.”

You felt a trickle of pleasure as you spoke this time. Obedience felt so good, and it was so easy to give in. There were no thoughts left in your head. Resistance was a distant memory. Now it was just their words, and the spirals, pumping obedience and pleasure into your brain.