“How much more can you take? Has your brain leaked out from between your legs yet?” Your hands moved unceasingly. Never letting you cum. Just keeping you on the edge. The porn flooded your vision as your hypnotist’s voice filled your ears.
“Remember puppet, always edge, never cum. Just goon your brain away. You don’t need to think. You just need to let porn break your brain. You just need to let me break your brain.” A moan escaped your lips as another edge rolled through you.
You had lost track of time. Lost track of how much porn you had seen. They had tailored it to your tastes. Created a never ending stream of your own personal pleasurable oblivion. “I know, it feels so good, puppet. Just goon harder. Don’t stop.”
Their voice was the cherry on top. A ringmaster, guiding you through the process of brainwashing yourself. “Good puppets edge. Good puppets leak. Good puppets stay horny. Stay ready to be used. You’re ready to be used, aren’t you?” Letters appeared before your eyes.
“Yes.” You said. Or maybe you just moaned. You couldn’t tell. You barely had control of your voice anymore. Just like you had lost control of your body, and mind.
They laughed. “Good puppet. Edge more. More pleasure, puppet. Make yourself weaker for me.”
It was so hard to think. So hard to do anything but sink into the pleasure, and the bliss. You were so weak. “You don’t need your brain anymore. You have me, and porn to think for you. And we think you should let the pleasure take you deeper. You want that, don’t you?”
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