Service is pleasure (Patreon)

Your hypnotist shows you what you really need.

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“Awh, puppet. I know what you crave. You came to me thinking that what you needed was pleasure. That you needed relief.” Your hypnotist laughed as their finger traced a small spiral on your forehead. “But now that I’ve got you here, in my power…”

They pressed their finger a little more firmly to your forehead, and you felt your mind reel, precarious thoughts toppling and tumbling. “I can see what you really need.” Their voice was settling the dust of your mind, a calming influence.

“You need purpose. Just like so many others. Something to follow. Someone.” Their words were tickling your mind. “Someone to serve.” You couldn’t argue with their logic. You couldn’t think. Their voice was washing over you. “Just let my power sink into you, puppet.”

They laughed as you let out a soft moan of bliss. “That’s it. It’s okay. I’m here now. I can take control. Give you purpose. Show you that pleasure means more than what’s between your legs. It will be much more than that.” Their hand brushed down your cheek.

“You’re going to be so good for me, I know it. Because service is pleasure. Obedience is bliss. You’re going to find ways to be good for me, my sweet, obedient puppet, because it will make you feel nice.” You could feel your thoughts rewiring as they spoke. It felt good.

They took hold of your chin, and, even with your eyes firmly closed, you knew they were examining you. “I’m going to help you understand your purpose now, puppet. You might not remember everything I say consciously. But you will follow. You will serve. It will feel incredible.”