Manipulating your mind (Patreon)

Your hypnotist toys with you, seeing if you can resist. You can't. Of course you can't.

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“I love how easy it is to manipulate your mind, toy.” Your hypnotist said.

You smiled, wary, before responding. “I don’t know what you mean.”

They leant forwards, smirking. “I think you do.” They said as they raised a hand, pointing a single finger at your face, and moved it back and forth, slowly.

You quickly looked away, already feeling the familiar tug at your mind. picking up your cup of tea, taking a sip, and staring at it. They laughed. “Oh, sweetie, that’s okay. You look at whatever you want to. Can you see the ceiling light, reflecting in the surface of your tea?”

Realising what they were going to do, you put the cup of tea down, and cast around for anywhere to look at but them. You were meant to be resisting!

Out the window? No, they’d talk about calming air. The coffee table? They’d talk about the pattern of the wood.

With few options, you closed your eyes. The most sensible option. They can’t use an eye fixation induction on you if you have nothing to look at. They didn’t speak. But you heard them stand. Heard them step closer to you. And then, you felt them straddle you in the chair.

“Kind of rude, toy. Not looking at someone who’s speaking to you. But it’s okay. I know you closed your eyes so you could better focus on my voice.” You were trapped now. This was going to make resisting going under hard. “And I know you love to listen to my voice.”

You felt their hand brush down your arm and had to fight to stop your head from slumping forwards. “So well-conditioned to all of the hypnotic tropes. Even just me, talking softly, like this, to you, is making your mind begin to shut down, isn’t it, toy?”

It was. You were struggling to keep your thoughts in order. Their presence, their voice, their touch were all so intoxicating. “Well, toy? I asked you a question. Answer me.

“I- Y-yes, dominant.” Your voice sounded small. Weak.

They laughed. “So easy toy. But that’s okay. I know why you’re easy. It’s because you want to sink. You want to drop, and drift, and let all your thoughts float away, so you’re empty, and easy for me to control. So do it. Give in. Resistance is futile, obedience is pleasure.”