One-hundred, pt.1 (Patreon)

Your hypnotist gives you a choice.

Inspired by @hypnanosis

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“Yeah, but if you think about it, you not giving me a thing that I want is a form of denial, and I love denial, so I win either way.” You said, laughing up at your hypnotist, who met your laughter with a cool, calm expression, and a single nod.

Their eyes were boring into yours, a small, soft smile was all they gave you. You waited. Something was coming. The seconds stretched out. Should you say something? “I… I’m okay with not being denied, as well, dominant.” Your voice sounded small now.

They still didn’t speak. “Or… I can be denied. Whatever you want, please.” You wanted them to talk. Or… Did they want you to stare into their eyes? They did look good. The soft pools of blue. Easy to look into. Hard to look away from. Your mind was growing fuzzy.

Finally, they laughed, then spoke. “Up, up, up, toy!” You blinked, mind coming back to awareness. “Oh, that was too much fun, toy.” They continued to peer at you, but they had stepped back, so they weren’t towering over you quite as much. “I love watching you squirm.”

You blushed at that. “Now, toy.” They continued. “I’m going to give you a choice, okay? I want you to pick a number. And… As a bit of free advice, don’t go too low, but also don’t go super high.”

Oh. A choice. That could be a few things. You thought, before saying. “One-hundred.”