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Your hypnotist takes away a choice for you.

Inspired by @hypnanosis on twitter and bluesky!

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“You’re such a good, obedient toy, aren’t you?” Your hypnotist asked, squeezing your hand, gently.

Your mind emptied of thoughts. Two words floated up to the surface. “Yes dominant…”

They laughed. “That’s it. So easy to say… You’re all mine, aren’t you?”

Another squeeze of your hand. “Yes dominant…” your head had no thoughts in it. Just those two words. You felt dreamy, and hazy, and so very good. They squeezed your hand again – they hadn’t asked a question, but your mouth opened. “Yes dominant…”

Another little burst of bliss coated your empty mind as you said it. “It’s so much easier like this, isn’t it?”

Squeeze. “Yes dominant…”

“You were going to say yes to whatever I asked, weren’t you, my good, obedient toy?” They were smiling at you. That smile made your heart flutter.

They had squeezed your hand again. “Yes dominant…” They were so hot.

“You didn’t need a choice in what you were going to say, did you?” They asked. One more gentle squeeze of your hand followed.

Your entire brain tunnel visioned on them. On those two words. “Yes dominant…”

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