Malleable (Patreon)

Your hypnotist shows you just how much they can affect your mind. How easily you sink.

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“Oh, come on sweetie, we both know how much you love feeling foggy, and hazy. Don’t we?” Your hypnotist said. And that was all it took.

You felt your thoughts falter. Your mind stumbling. Your eyelids fluttered, you felt your muscles grow slightly weaker.

They took a step forwards, looking down at you in the chair. “That’s right. A foggy, hazy mind, so very malleable. Letting me just turn down your awareness. Slowing down your thoughts, until all that you can hear, and see, and think about, is me. Isn’t that so nice?”

You nodded, as your awareness shrunk down. Their words echoing in your rapidly emptying mind. They laughed, softly. “So blank and empty headed already. It’s okay. I know that you’re only this easy because you love it. You love sinking. You love dropping and drifting for me.”

Their hand gripped your chin as your body continued to relax. Their fingers pulled your gaze up to meet theirs. You felt like their grasp, their gaze was your connection to lucidity. The only thing keeping you up above the bottomless ocean of trance.

“That’s it, honey. Just stare. You know what happens when I let go, don’t you? You can feel trance pulling at you, my words wrapping around your mind like weights, trying to drag you under my power. But I’ve got you. I’m holding you up. Aren’t I nice?”

You nodded again. It took a lot of effort. Your words had fled you. Your thoughts were slow, and fading away. “Good job, toy. I know how easy it is to agree with me when you’re like this. Because you know I only tell you the truth, isn’t that right?”

As you nodded again, you saw their smile widen. “So if I were to tell you that you were already in trance…” They trailed off, watching you. You felt it. Your eyes were still open. You were still being held up by their hand, but your mind was plummeting. Your body had gone limp.

They laughed. “That’s it. Just feel yourself sink deeper. Deeper. So deep in trance. Mind so open. So ready to be reprogrammed.” They leant forwards, and planted a kiss on your forehead, before letting go of your chin. “I’m going to give you some more truths about yourself, toy.”