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Your hypnotist points out that you're where you want to be.

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“Come here, loser. Stop trying to think, and come here.” Your hypnotist said, beckoning you forward. At their command your mind cleared, your feet carried you forwards, towards them. “That’s a good plaything. Kneel.” They pointed a single finger to the floor.

There wasn’t a single bone in your body that wanted to disobey. You fell to the floor, mind open, helpless, and obedient. They were grinning down at you. “There’s a good loser. You were clearly overwhelming your brain, thinking about doing something else.”

You… You had been thinking about doing something else? You couldn’t remember that. “Don’t worry, toy. It wasn’t important. What is important is that you’re here, with me. Like a good plaything. And you don’t wanna be a loser, do you? No… So sit there, and be good.”

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