I like pathetic (Patreon)

Your hypnotist breaks your brain.

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You were staring, blankly, mindlessly, helplessly as your hypnotist swung their pocket watch before your eyes. “Gods it’s so cute, toy. When you get like this. When you can’t stop yourself from sinking into the sweet sensation of trance that makes your brain go bye-bye.”

Back and forth the watch went, and your eyes were glued to it. You felt a slight wetness on your chest. “Really, I can see your brain leaking out of your mouth as you drool.” Drip, drip, drip went your thoughts. Leaking onto your chest. Your hypnotist laughed at you.

“You look so pathetic. I like pathetic.” The tone in their voice made you gasp, a shiver of delight going up your spine. “When you’re like this you’re so easy to control. To break. To shape and mould into whatever I want. Just keep sinking. That’s a good pet.”