Mean (Patreon)

Inspired by @hypnanosis on bluesky and twitter!

You had asked your hypnotist to be mean, they were happy to oblige.

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Your hypnotist clicked their tongue, smirking down at you. They reached under your chin, pulling your head up, so you barely open eyes met theirs. “Gosh, you look so pathetic right now, toy. Drooling your brain away.”

Another bit of spit fell from your mouth. “Drip, drop, drip, drop, your thoughts leak out of you. And you keep on dropping.” Your brain felt so blank. There were no thoughts. “Did me calling you pathetic turn you on even more?” You nodded, slowly, and their smirk widened.

“Awh, my sweet slut.” Your eyelids fluttered open on hearing the word. Excitement, arousal, running through you “I love when your brain betrays you, when it spills your desires for me.” You could remember. How easy it had been to keep talking, to keep on revealing things.

“It’s so cute, when it gives me every button to press to make you into a subby little mess with no effort at all.” You felt a blush creep up your cheeks, even when you were so deep in trance. “You’re all mine, honey.” You were theirs. “All blank, all brainless.” They let go of your chin.

Your head slumped downwards, as their words continued to penetrate your mind. “You’re an object for me to toy with. To use.” You let out a soft whimper as you got more turned on. They laughed. “Oh, that’s it. Moan for me. Let me hear how much you enjoy my words.”

You moaned again, grateful for the slight relief. “That’s right. You’re so weak. So pathetic. So needy. You’d hump a pillow if I let you, but no…” They paused, and gently pulled the cushion between your legs away from you. “You don’t get to grind on anything right now.”

Another bit of drool fell from your lips. You were so needy. You whined in frustration. “Not without my permission. Yeah. Awh, is that mean of me?” You nodded, so slowly, and they chuckled, gently. “Good. You asked me to be mean, so you’re getting what you wanted.”