Control, lost (Patreon)

You lose control of the switch off to your partner.

Inspired by @hypnanosis

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“I love how quickly you’ve fallen, babe.” Your partner said, laughing. “You had me right where you wanted me. You were in charge. And then… You gave me an inch, so I took it. I began to slip my words inside your mind.”

They were right. You had had them in the palm of your hand, lost in your eyes, eager to sink deeper, and you had taken a moment to gloat. They had exploited that moment. This was the joys of you both being switches. Your partner had gained momentum.

And now you were lost in their voice. Letting it swirl around your rapidly emptying mind as you stared, blankly into their eyes. “And now look at you, you can’t begin to think of being in charge, can you?” They reached out cupping your chin in one hand.

They shook your head back and forth. “No… No you don’t want to be in charge, you want to be blank, and empty, and obedient. It feels so good to give in. To submit. So why not keep going. Keep sinking.” They paused, thinking. “Or… Come up, up, up!”

Your mind began to reassert itself, slowly. You let out a whine. You didn’t want to be up. You didn’t want to think. They laughed at you, again. “Oh, I know, I know, that’s mean of me. But I wanted to give you a chance to get your thoughts together. To try and regain control.”

You met their gaze, and tried to think a dominant thought. Tried to begin to picture the words to say, the actions to do, to topple them. And… Nothing came to mind. “Oh, toy, you look adorable like this. Such a subby mess for me. It’s okay, don’t worry. Just… Drop.”