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Your hypnotist's control wrestles with your own desires.

Inspired by @hypnanosis, on twitter and bluesky!

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Your hypnotist had placed the dildo before you, on the table. In reach, if you leant forwards. Now, they stood behind you, whispering words into your ear. Meanwhile, the dildo before you was exerting a magnetic force. You wanted to suck it.

You needed to suck it. But… You didn’t have permission yet. Their control held you back. Their words were like the links of a chain, tied to your collar. Even as your desire to suck, to feel the silicon in your mouth grew. It felt like the dildo was physically pulling you forwards.

With a start, you jerked your head back. You had leant forwards, without realising. Your hypnotist was laughing at you. You still couldn’t tear your eyes away from the dildo. Right in front of you now. When… When had you slid out of the stool? You didn’t remember.

You leant back. Trying not to think about how nice it would feel to just lean forwards, and let the dildo slip between your lips. The taste of it on your tongue… It would just feel so- “Stop.” Your hypnotist’s voice gripped your mind. You pulled your mouth off the dildo.

“When did I say you could suck, toy?” your hypnotist asked, their voice stern.

“You didn’t… Sorry dominant.” You muttered, mind reeling.

“Do you think sorry cuts it, for being disobedient?” They asked. You shook your head, as they knelt, cupping your chin.

“Just what am I going to do with you, huh?” Their tone had softened. You still felt shame, at being bad. At failing to follow instructions “I will have to punish you. But hey, you didn’t do it for very long. You resisted the urge for a while. Honestly, I’m impressed.

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