Overstimulated (Patreon)

Your hypnotist has given you a trigger that floods you with their thoughts.

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Each word they said was looping through your brain. “You’re a mindless plaything.” Repeating. “Empty and obedient.” Layering on top of one another. “Brainless bimbo.” It was so overwhelming. “Just give in to me, slut.” So chaotic. “No more thinking, just sinking.”

Your hypnotist’s snap cut through the jumble, silencing the word in your mind. And now you really were blank, empty headed. Your body was still, frozen in place in the chair, whilst they paced around you, one hand trailing over your shoulders. “I love seeing you like this.”

Their words were soft. Kind. Sweet. “The juxtaposition, of chaos…” They snapped their fingers again, and everything came back. The phrases, the words, dancing through your mind. It felt so disorienting. “And silence.” Another snap. You heard the trigger word this time.

“It’s a whole other form of play I get to do with your weak little mind, honey. Disorienting you. Overloading you. Overstimulating your brain with a word and a snap. I just love how helpless it makes you. It leaves you so blank afterwards. It’s… Perfect.”

“Chaos.” They snapped again. The words flooded your brain, drowning out the world.

Mindless.

Plaything.

Empty.

Obedient.

Give in.

Bimbo.

Brainless.

Sinking.

“Silence.” One more snap. You blinked, trying to focus. “And it brainwashes you, bit by bit. Just like I planned.”