Mental edge (Patreon)

Your hypnotist shows you a distinction between mental and physical pleasure.

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Your hypnotist looked down at you, smiling pleasantly. “Oh. Sure. There’s physical pleasure. Like what you’re currently doing with your hands.” The slow teasing you were doing had you feeling just a little needy. “But then there’s the mental pleasure.”

They leant closer, eyes boring into yours. Your brain was quick to begin to switch off. “And I think you’re going to like this – you know what it feels like, to be on the edge, don’t you toy?” You nodded, mind conjuring up memories. “You’ve felt it so many times before for me.”

More nodding. “So… When I tell you to edge, your brain can conjure those feelings, immediately.” You let out a gasp, as the feeling blossomed within your brain. “But - and this is the beauty of mental pleasure, toy - When I tell you to edge again, you feel it again.”

You squirmed, the last edge hadn’t quite left your system, when your brain flooded itself with more pleasure, trickling down into your body. “And then, when you edge, edge, edge for me…” You were gasping, you were writhing. You were lost in the sensations.

“Feel the pleasure. Compounding on itself. Such a good toy. A little mental edge slut for me.” You moaned, helpless, mindless. Mentally hanging on the edge of orgasm. “This is just the beginning, toy. When I’m done with you, you’ll never care for physical pleasure ever again.”