Inspired by @hypnanosis, on twitter and bluesky!
“Oh, I know, it feels so good, doesn’t it, toy?” Your hypnotist said, looking down at you, writhing on the bed, your hand between your legs. “All that arousal, taking over. Your brain’s so fucked right now. There’s no space for anything but the pleasure!”
You couldn’t pull your hand away. You just needed more. “It’s so hard to think… And I know, I know, I said I wasn’t going to let you cum tonight. But I have a deal for you.” They leant down, studying your face, smiling a malevolent smile that made you feel so small.
“I could let you cum tonight, but you need to promise not to cum for the next week afterwards. That sounds fair, doesn’t it?” Did it? You weren’t sure. You were struggling to get any thoughts together. “Oh, silly me, you don’t have a brain to think about it.” Your thoughts ceased.
They ran hand down your cheek. “It is fair, toy. It’s totally fair. You should take the deal.” That made sense. You’d take the deal. “And hey, once you’ve promised it, you won’t break your promise, will you? No. You’re a good toy. A good plaything. You’ll honour your promise.”
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