Off Switch (Patreon)

Your hypnotist reveals their favourite trigger they've given you, much to your confusion.

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“I think that my favourite trigger I’ve given you is your off switch, pet.” Your hypnotist met your gaze, smiling.

You took a moment, confused. “My off switch?”

They nodded. “Yeah, your off switch. Don’t you remember?”

“Not in the slightest.” You said, shaking your head.

With a laugh, they stood up, coming over to you. “That’s strange. It’s such an important trigger. I switch you off, and then your brain is open for me to program. So ready for me to slip my words and influence inside your brain.” They said. You were confused.

Surely you’d remember that, wouldn’t you? You’d remember a trigger that caused your mind and body to switch off? They were watching you, a slight smirk on their lips.

“I can show you, if you’d like?” They asked.

You had to admit that you were intrigued. “Okay.” You said.

They reached forwards, and, with a snap of their fingers, slid their finger down your nose.

And then you were opening your eyes, kneeling on the floor, looking up at them, one of their hands holding your chin. You tried to move, to get off the floor, but your legs felt stuck.

“What’s wrong, pet?” They looked at you with faux concern. You could see that smirk still, playing across their lips.

“I’m just your plaything.” You said, not meaning to. The words had fallen from your lips unbidden, easily and effortlessly.

They laughed. “What was that?”

“I’m just your plaything.” The words felt so good as they left your lips. Tingles of pleasure ran down your neck, concentrating between your legs. You fought back a soft moan.

“That’s what I thought, pet.” They said, gesturing at you. “And this is the power of the off switch.”

You had no idea how you had ended up on the floor, or why you could only say a single sentence. But the fact that you were in this situation was… Delightful. Their smirk became a smile. “That’s enough for now. Terminus.” They said. Your body and voice returned to your control.