Choice (Patreon)

Your hypnotist gives you a few options for your downfall. You just have to pick one.

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“There’s options here toy.” Your hypnotist said, grabbing their pocket watch from the table. “So many options. Do you want to stare at the pocket watch?” They pointed to it. “Or my necklace?” And then the crystal, hanging from their neck. “Or my eyes?” They pointed to their face.

“You will have to pick eventually.”  They said, smiling sardonically at you. “My eyes are captivating, right?” You found yourself looking into the depths of their gaze. “The way they pierce right through you. Or the necklace?” Your vision travelled downwards.

“The way the crystal refracts the light, showing its inner depths that seem to suck your thoughts right out of that head.” Finally, they held up the watch again, and began to swing it. “How about the pocket watch? The way it shines, the way it pulls your attention, back and forth.”

They giggled, laughing at they way your gaze wavered, moving from one, to the other, to the other. “It’s so hard to choose, isn’t it? They’re all so easy to look at, to stare into.” They took a moment, delighting in the way you couldn’t keep your eyes still.

“Here, how about I take the lead? Stare into my eyes.” They drew two of their fingers on their free hand toward their eyes, and your gaze fell easily into place. “That’s it. Just stare. And now the necklace.” They drew a finger downwards, moving your attention effortlessly.

They laughed at the way your eyes followed their commands “You’re so helpless, plaything. So weak, so mindless. I’ve already got you, and you haven’t even made a decision. Now, the watch.” The watch swung in front of the necklace, and your eyes were dragged with the motion.

“You still have to make a choice. But I’ll give you as long as you want to make that choice. Who knows, maybe your mind will give in before you get to.” They continued to watch you, watch your attention dancing from their eyes to their necklace, to the watch, and waited.