Sink deeper (Patreon)

Your hypnotist pushes and pulls you deeper into trance.

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“I want you to feel my control sweetie.” Your hypnotist towered over you. “I want you to feel my words coiling around your mind, like chains, dragging you deeper, and deeper into trance, until, finally, you’re so deep that the idea of free-will never crosses your mind.”

Your mind had already been feeling hazy, but as they spoke, you felt their words, looping themselves around your mind. “How does that sound? Good?” They asked.

You nodded, softly, words momentarily fleeing your mind, until you just about managed to focus. “I-yeah. Yes, please.”

They smiled, one hand on your chest, pushing you into the soft chair you were sitting in. “That’s what I love to hear. Now, just close your eyes.” You did as they commanded. They straddled you, their thighs pinning you to the chair. “Let those feelings wash over you, sweetie.”

You could smell their perfume. Feel the heat of their body. Their presence was intoxicating. All you could do was submit. “Just sink down for me. Deeper, and deeper. Like each word of mine is another weight on your mind, pulling your thoughts deeper down into obedience.”

Awareness was narrowing for you. The only thing you could hear was their voice. The only thing you could feel was their weight on top of you, and your mind being dragged down. You heard them laugh. “That’s it. I love how malleable you are toy. Let’s keep going, sink deeper.”