“I love what a good toy you are for me.” Your hypnotist said. Your brain fuzzed at those two words.
Good toy.
If the two of you weren’t alone, or if it wouldn’t be practical, they did nothing. But when you were alone, in this space… They did so much.
The first thing they did was cause your thoughts to begin to stumble. Something you could already feel, as you lost your train of thought, and met their eyes. They were smirking. “Yes, my good toy?” What’s wrong?” You blinked as the effects compounded.
Secondly, those two words left you feeling so suggestible. So ready to obey their words. You were their good toy. “Can’t you remember what you were going to say?” Your hypnotist asked, laughing softly. “It’s okay. My good toy doesn’t need to think, do they?”
Thirdly, the compounding effects would begin to take you into trance. You could feel it, even now. The way your inner monologue had gotten so quiet, just waiting for them to speak. They took hold of your chin. Their touch felt so good. You weren’t thinking anymore.
“That’s right, my good toy. Brain go bye bye. Say it.” They said.
“Bye bye brain…” You obeyed the command. Your voice, like your thoughts, was quiet.
They giggled. “You sound so cute like this, my good toy. Blank. Mindless. Empty of thought. Completely mine. Just my good toy.”
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I make you weak, and that's okay!
I make your body pulse in pleasure, and that's normal!
I make your brain go byebye, and that's totally acceptable!
It's only natural for you to find me so enthralling. I'm just your weakness. Everyone has a weakness, you're no different!
Seeing a new post of mine always makes your mind turn OFF. Watching the new spiral always makes you just want to stare and drool forever. Reading these words always seem to resonate so deeply within you! As if I'm just retelling what your deepest fantasies have been telling you!
You happened to find your true weakness. Your deepest fantasy. Someone who truly makes you Submit. It's okay to get a little obsessed, no one would blame you. I'm just Meant to be your weakness.
So stare at this pendulum. Repeat these words as you lose yourself in lust and arousal. Memorize your new mantra and show everyone how happy you are that you're perfect in your weakness.
Watch the spiral and let it drain all your smarts away
You don't need to think. To decide.
You just need to be a Dumb toy.
Milk yourself and let all the smarts leak out.
Don't hold back.
That's it, bro. Just keep dropping and drooling. Dropping so deep. Drooling all of your thoughts right out of your head for me. Letting your head get so so fuzzy! Such a good bro. Letting your brain drip right out of your head. Surrender to the fuzziness. You don't need to think, do you bro? No, all you gotta do now is drool and obey. That's it, bro.
I don’t think you understand how powerful the phrase “cum for me, baby” is. Saying it right before they finish, I’m making sure you know you’re cumming because of me, because I’m letting you, my voice echoing in your head when you finally reach it. All your orgasms are mine only
“Shh, toy. Don’t talk. Just edge for me. Moan. No more thinking for you.” Your hypnotist said, leaning down, eyes roaming over your body, taking you in. “I know, I know, you’re used to having so many things in your head, free will, self-control.” They paused for a moment.
Your hands were out of your control already, stuck in a loop of self gratification. Your brain was feeling foggy as they continued. “But I want you to give up all of those, in the pursuit of pleasure. Let the pleasure push everything out of your head for me.”
A soft moan escaped your lips as your hands sped up, searching for that edge of climax you desperately wanted. “You don’t need thoughts when you’ve got pleasure. You don’t need self-control, or discipline, or willpower. My willpower has overpowered yours.”
Their words were soaking into your porous, pleasure filled brain. “That’s why you’re here, just edging, and touching, and moaning oh so sweetly for me. And I know, I know, there’s a tiny part of you that’s already thinking about cumming.” Their hand took your chin.
“But that why I want you to give up on thinking.” They said, meeting your gaze. “Cumming isn’t for silly little toys like you. Toys who goon, and edge their minds away, so I can make all sorts of fun decisions for them. No. Just sink, don’t think, silly toy.”
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This was released yesterday on patreon (patreon.com/hypnopum)! Support me there to get early access to all future microfictions, from just £1/month! or, from £5/month, you get access to my monthly longer pieces!
You can also buy my book, Mesmorium, now, on Amazon, and Smashwords. It's an anthology of twelve tales of deliciously hot hypnosis and mind control. It's queer, and sexy as hell!
whats so bad about wanting to be someones little hypno slut? getting everything stripped from you including your ability to think. having them make all the decisions for you as you mindlessly obey cause its all youve been programmed to do. eyes glazed over and drooling, just completely lost in their words. they could make you do anything they wanted too cause you dont know how to say no anymore. not even a thought of resistance or brattiness would cross your mind. they could bring their friends over and have them tease you and use you and make you do all these humiliating things. they would make you say and do anything they wanted because youre just a dumb hypno toy.
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my mind needs to relax
my body needs to destress
the hypnotist is here to help..
they tell me to lay back..
to kick my shoes off..
to go limp and relaxed..
this feels relaxing
relaxation is good
the hypnotist says the truth
i nod and agree
agreeing feels goodd..
they tell me to prop my feet up..
to part my lips..
to sigh and go loose..
this feels good
this feels right
they massage my body
touching me and roaming
groping and feeling
this is relaxing
this is normal
i am doing good
i am good
i smile
i feel good
i feel happy
the hypnotist is here to help
i am here to relax
no more thoughts
just relaxation
eyes close
mind goes asleep
i trust the hypnotist
i surrender and obey…
I adore how stupid and pathetic pets look when being bred, the glazed eyes, drooly mouths, those little twitches in their legs when you pound them in just the right spot... such a pretty little thing, all fuzzy and drunk on my cock, unable to do more than moan and make pathetic whimpers as I have my fill~
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