Visual fixation (Patreon)

Your hypnotist's sex is the only thing you can focus on.

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You were in awe, on your knees, before your hypnotist, full of desire. They were standing, naked before you. Your gaze was focused right between their legs. Maybe you should have been looking elsewhere, but… You couldn’t. “Lean in, toy.”

Your hypnotist’s command rippled through you. Your body obeyed, tilting forwards, eagerly. They laughed. You wanted to be servicing them, pleasuring them. Their sex was so close to your mouth. The eager, desperate thoughts spiralled through your mind.

They laughed at you. “Oh, toy. You look so fucking desperate. So fucking needy. You want it, don’t you? You need it?” They laughed again.  “Well, too bad. You’re not allowed to touch it yet. Not allowed to suck, or lick. You just get to watch, my good, obedient pet.”

Their hand slipped between their legs, and as they began to moan, you felt… So many feelings. Blissful obedience. Jealousy. Need. Desire. Want. Lust. Arousal. Your breathing had sped up. “Oh, that’s it toy. Feel it consuming you. Feel how much you want me.”