Eventually (Patreon)

Your hypnotist has brought you down, but wants to make you sink quicker.

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“Awh, toy, I’m almost impressed. You held out so well that time. But, as always, your mind is mine, eventually.” Your hypnotist stroked their hand down your cheek, holding you close to them with their other arm. “I just love how weak you get, toy.”

Their voice sounded so good to your tranced out mind. “So completely helpless against my overwhelming control. No matter how much you want to fight, you will eventually sink into the pleasure of my power. The blissful depths of trance, swallowing you up.”

They laughed, gently, setting you gently down into a chair. The movement didn’t disturb you. You trusted them. “And now you’re here, let’s work on making you even weaker, shall we? Let’s turn that eventually into soon, and then soon into instantly.”

Their words were pouring into your mind, as your body relaxed into the chair. “That’s it, with every word I speak, feel your will to resist in the future crumbling. That’s a good toy. Letting your mind crumble. Soon you won’t even know the word eventually.”