Ahead of time (Patreon)

Your hypnotist makes you aware of your situation.

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“Awh, gooner, you really should have thought about this ahead of time.” Your hypnotist said. “I know. I know, you thought you’d be strong enough to resist the urge to go deeper.” They said, gently brushing your chin as your hands moved between your legs.

The pleasure was exquisite. It always was. “You thought you wouldn’t just give in to my suggestions so easily. But we both know that was foolish.” They paused as you let out a soft moan, mind continuing to crumble under the weight of the pleasure.

“Well. I know it’s foolish. You don’t know much about anything any more. Except pleasure. And rubbing, and touching, and losing your mind in pleasure.” They said, laughing slightly. The pleasure felt so good. Their words only elicited more. It felt so good to be like this.

“Accept it, gooner. If you had wanted to not spend the rest of the day gooning, you wouldn’t have started. But you did.” They clicked their tongue, hand clutching your chin slightly more tightly. “And now… Now you’re here. In the palm of my hand, so malleable.”

Their words had free and easy access to your mind. “So pleasure drunk. Shh. I’ll be nice. I’ll be gentle. You won’t even realise what’s changed. You’ll just know that you need to goon more and more frequently. Pleasure is everything, isn’t that right?”

The hand on your chin nodded your head up and down in agreement. Pleasure was everything for you. You only wanted more. “Good toy. Give in to me. That’s it. Just rub. And touch. And let your mind get all melty, and gooey, and drippy.” You could feel it.

Your mind turning to liquid. Thoughts melting. “Feel your brain dripping down your spine, leaking out between your legs.” Again, you could feel it. The wetness of your mind dripping out. “You’re mine now, toy. My gooner, for me to corrupt, and use as I please. And you love it.”