A moment (Patreon)

A reflection on sinking into trance.

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There’s a moment as you’re sinking into trance for your hypnotist, when you can feel it. When you know what’s coming. Some all-consuming feeling that makes your brain sing. You’re about to submit. To give up all control, all resistance, and just… Exist, surrounded in their power.

They are going to absorb every waking moment, wiping away any need for anything else. You can’t wait. And then you’re submerged.

No.

You’re drowning.  Thoughts and mind choked away, hidden so far beneath the surface. How could you do anything but sink deeper.

The rest of the world is so far away, and you’re helpless to do anything but follow along. You’re at your hypnotist’s mercy, and your hypnotist cannot get enough.  They won’t stop taking. Memories. Personality. Ideas, control, all of it, stripped away, leaving just… Bliss.