Tire yourself out (Patreon)

Your hypnotist urges you to keep on resisting.

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“Keep fighting back, toy. Keep on resisting my words.” Your hypnotist said. You had no intention of stopping. You gritted your teeth, and pushed back the soft, soporific sleepiness that was wafting through your brain. Your hypnotist smirked down at you and nodded.

“That’s it. You’ll just tire yourself out, which is exactly what I want you to do. I like it when my prey gets weak.” You… You weren’t getting weak. Were you? They leant in, and you found yourself lost in their eyes. “It makes it easier to tear your mind apart, piece by piece.”

You shook your head, dragging your gaze away from them. But their presence was still close. “Because you can’t win. You know that. I’m stronger than you.” They did have you pinned to the bed by your wrists. “And my voice just makes your mind melt.”

That… Was… no. It was true, but you could fight. “So, what’re you trying to accomplish, huh? With this silly resistance? Again, I don’t mind. It just makes it all the sweeter when you give in. And you will. You’re close. Don’t you just want to… Drop?” They snapped their fingers.

You let out a single, soft, plaintive “No…” before your eyes rolled up, and then closed, your body slumping limply back, into the softness of the bed. You couldn’t resist any more.

They laughed down at you, and you felt so very helpless. “That’s what I thought. Good prey.”