Lost (Patreon)

Your partner helps you get lost in them.

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“Awh honey, what’s wrong?” your partner cupped your cheek with their hand. “You look lost. Are you lost in my eyes?” They pressed a finger to your lips “Shh, it’s okay. You were lost. But I’ve found you. And I’ll keep you safe, safe from the dangers of thinking.”

They were so close to you. You couldn’t look away. “That’s right. Just stare, and lose yourself to me. No thinking. Just sinking. You’re such a good, mindless puppet for me when you’re like this.” You could feel your mind melting before their gaze. It was impossible to think.

“Such a good plaything. Malleable. Willing. Eager. I could tell you to do just about anything right now, and you would obey. Such a submissive, blank, mindless toy. And you just keep sinking deeper. I know, your eyes are heavy. I know your mind is blank.”

Their hand on your cheek slid down to your chin, and gripped, pulling you forwards. You suddenly felt aware, alert, but their grip pulled you closer to them, and your mind subsided into docile submission as you looked up at them, held tight in their grasp.

“You’re so easy to control, my love. And I love controlling you. Taking your thoughts away. Making you open to suggestion. Except, these aren’t suggestions any more. They’re commands. Kneel.” They let go of your chin. Your body obeyed, automatically, dropping to the floor.

“Good puppet.” Their hand went to your hair, pulling your gaze up to keep looking into their eyes. “My obedient puppet. My needy, controlled puppet. All mine. Isn’t that right?” They smirked, nodding your head up and down for you. It was easy to agree.