Thoughts, or whatever (Patreon)

Your hypnotist reminds you that resistance isn't always on the menu.

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“Nuh uh, I can resist. I’ve got like… Thoughts, or whatever.” You said, your defiant mental state being rather undermined by the wish to give in to your hypnotist.

They raised an eyebrow, looking bemused. “Oh? You want to do some resistance play, huh? Is that right?”

You nodded, feeling uncertain. They leant forwards, a grin spreading across their face. “and who said that you get to resist tonight, huh? Awh, my little idiot… What made you think that you have that power?” Their eyes were boring into yours, and your mind was falling blank.

“I…” You scrambled for a word. A thought. “Uh…” You weren’t getting very far, until- “Force of will!” You said, proudly.

They just laughed. “Oh, that’s so cute honey. You don’t have any willpower. Not when you’re with me. No… You just sink, and drift, and drop, isn’t that right?”

“I… Umm…” You were having trouble thinking. What were you…? Their eyes were so inviting. It would be so easy to sink…

“You let my words infiltrate your mind. It feels good, doesn’t it?” They asked. You nodded, and their smile widened. “That’s what I thought, good toy. So, drop!”