You came up, out of trance. Your hypnotist smiled at you, expectantly.
“Good, good. How are you feeling?”
“Good toys obey.” Were the words that passed through your lips. You stopped, putting a hand to cover your mouth. That wasn’t what you meant to say. You tried again.
“Good, good. How are you feeling?”
“Good toys obey.” Were the words that passed through your lips. You stopped, putting a hand to cover your mouth. That wasn’t what you meant to say. You tried again.
“Good toys obey.” Again. This time, as the words came out, your mind felt a little fuzzy. Your body twinged with arousal.
Your hypnotist was still smiling. They tutted, gently, though it could have been a laugh. “Now toy, that doesn’t answer my question. How are you feeling?”
Your hypnotist was still smiling. They tutted, gently, though it could have been a laugh. “Now toy, that doesn’t answer my question. How are you feeling?”
You stopped. You thought. The words were in your head. You just had to say them. “Good-mm- toys obey.” You tried to stop yourself from completing the sentence, but your body wouldn’t stop. Couldn’t stop. You blushed, embarrassed, and more than a little aroused.
You shook your head a little, attempting to clear your mind of the fog of arousal that was starting to affect your thoughts. Then tried again. “Go-good t-t-oys ob-ey.” Again you tried to stop yourself, focusing so hard. But to no avail.
Your partner came closer to you. Gently stroking your hair. “Good toy. It’s okay. Let’s try something simpler. Maybe your poor, tired, sleepy, foggy mind can’t cope with such a complex question. Let’s give you something easier. What’s your name?”
You nodded. Confident. They believed in you. You could do it. “Good toys obey.” There was no stopping it. Your mouth was automatic. Your mind felt so very foggy now. So fuzzy. The arousal and pleasure was making you want to squirm in your seat.
“Oh, so that didn’t work either… Well… How about the easiest question I can think of? Could you tell me what good toys do?”
The words sparked your brain. Instantly your mouth was moving. “Good toys obey.”
The words sparked your brain. Instantly your mouth was moving. “Good toys obey.”
The arousal hit you like lightning. Your mind, foggy moments ago, was reeling from the pleasure. It was hard to concentrate on anything else. Just the pleasure.
“Keep talking, toy.” The command thrilled you. You wanted to obey. You needed to obey.
“Keep talking, toy.” The command thrilled you. You wanted to obey. You needed to obey.
"Good toys obey."
"Good toys obey."
"Good toys obey."
Each repetition made the pleasure grow. Each time your mind grew foggier. Eventually, all that was there were those words. Finally, even they faded, into lust. Into pleasure. Into nothing.
"Good toys obey."
"Good toys obey."
Each repetition made the pleasure grow. Each time your mind grew foggier. Eventually, all that was there were those words. Finally, even they faded, into lust. Into pleasure. Into nothing.
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