Orgasm control used for denial is fun and hot, sure, but orgasm control used for overload is something else entirely.
Imagine it. You're sitting at your desk, playing a game, when your hypnotist comes up behind you. You feel their hands caressing your cheeks, your neck, your lips, and you feel their breath against your ear as they whisper a command.
Cum.
And you feel that orgasm overtake you, flooding your brain and body with pleasure, and you slump backwards against them, blushing furiously, as those happy shudders run their way up and down your body, and subside.
You start to look back at them, but their fingers tighten under your chin, holding you in place. And they whisper again, the same command.
Cum.
And like a good hypnoslut, you obey, your eyes rolling back and your legs shaking as you helplessly, mindlessly obey, like a toy having its string pulled, as that voice softly repeats the same command over and over.
Cum. Cum. Cum.
CUM.
Each time, you obey. Each time, you can't stop. Each time you're shaking so hard you almost fall out of your chair, they're right behind you, holding your lolling head up, whispering that same command in your ear.
Cum.
You lose count. You lose everything. You start scratching at the arms of your chair, wriggling in your seat, but you can't escape. You don't want to escape.
Cum.
Eventually the voice stops, and you collapse back into them, panting and shuddering while they kiss the top of your head and tell you how good you've been.
And then they snap their fingers.
Cum.
