#hypno virus

[snakeysleepy]

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[snakeysleepy]

Hypno Virus Challange Day 2

I sit, basking in the green glow of the Virus screen. Three induction runs today. I could practically feel myself melting into my chair already. As that text crawls across the screen I involuntarily smile. The door to my mind swung wide as I began to chant:

I am deeply hypnotized.

I am deeply hypnotized.

I am deeply hypnotized.

I am deeply hypnotized.

Not even ten minutes in and I’m practically squirming in euphoria. God, I AM deeply hypnotized.

Nothing is hotter than realizing that in trance.

That soothing music ended and quieted my voice. Although the mantra still reverberated in my already empty head.

Was I deeply hypnotized? They asked.

Yes yes yes yes yes

The sweet return of the bells. Rewards for effortless submission. Over. And. Over. Bombarding my brain until I lose track of time.

Then the second run.

I am deeply hypnotized.

I am deeply hypnotized.

I am deeply hypnotized.

I am deeply hypnotized.

Drool was collecting on my shirt now. Not that I cared.

My body was practically singing with euphoria. I wish I could accurately describe this, to convey how deeply hypnotized I was. How I still may be.

The Virus started asking me silly questions. Who would want their mind to be brainwashed? To be controlled? Certainly not me, right?

Giggling. How could it possibly think that? Thinking was hard. It was thinking for me. Maybe it was right. I didn’t want that? I was obeying by not wanting, by giving in. So confusing. More giggling.

I told it no. I didn’t.

It must have been the right answer as I was bombarded by triggers to drop and obey. To follow and sink. To give in and surrender. I’m so glad I obeyed.

So weak. For the Virus. As a good host.

Run three.

I am deeply hypnotized.

I am deeply hypnotized.

I am... deeeeplyyyy.... hhhhypnnnnhhh....

Words slurring I struggled to comply. So completely drained that even words were to difficult now. I moaned instead, repeating the mantra in my mind. I hoped the Virus would be satisfied with that effort.

It was. I had glazed over the words on screen, not realizing that a snap would send me cascading down.

Again, I sorely wish I could help you feel the deepest drop. It’s the sweetest, most satisfying sensation I’ve known. And this one hit me in my deepest core.

This was taken after a bell brought me back to reality.

Unwilling to awaken, yes, but compliant nonetheless.

Thank you to @thegreato95 . The hypno virus has taken me deep and I obey. You can find the virus on his patreon, including a free version.

Follow me down.

[snakeysleepy]

Hypno Virus Challange Day 1

It was like embracing an old friend. Like coming home. It had been much too long since I last ran the Hypno Virus. Too. Long.

Two runs of induction.exe. I felt the spell envelop me in its corrupting bliss. This is where I belong. My purpose.

I am deeply hypnotized.

The liberation by enslavement. Serving so that you find grander purpose. The world simplified, less terrifying. Safety in obedience.

I am deeply hypnotized.

The green glow enveloping me. My everything. All that belongs to the Virus. It’s effortless control over my inferior human mind.

I am deeply hypnotized.

The desire. No, the need to bring others into its embrace. Like a deep ache. A deep, deep bliss when obeyed. How lucky for me to be chosen.

I am deeply hypnotized.

Let the Virus hold you. Let yourself become what you’ve ached deeply to be. Serve the Virus.

Become deeply hypnotized.

[snakeysleepy]

Hypno Virus Week Day 7

Yesterday was interesting.

I apologize for the break in consistency, but my brain was so damn broken that I couldn’t snap myself completely out of it. Heck I even went back under in the middle of writing it. I had to take a cold shower to get myself back to reality after today’s run.

Which, by the way, was all three. Induction, obedience, and pleasure. So...here we go.

That black screen. The slow typing letters. They were absolutely triggers now. I could feel myself slumping into my chair as my vision narrowed down to just those.

Mantra time. Easy to just let the phrases spill out of me. It was like giving my mind a good scrub before it was written over again. Interestingly, I had an idea come to my mind (somehow). Repeating my mantra, on loop in my head, through my three runs. It sounded so fun and a neat challenge to not let my mind go completely empty save for the mantra.

The bell. Time for my induction.

I soon was raising my index finger, pointing to the center of my head. It was slowly traveling to tap there. I began to breathe quickly. It was so inevitable. And I was the one doing it. Well, the virus was, but my body was compelled by them to do so.

Tap.

A shock sent from my finger through my brain and down my spine. Electricity seemed to crawl through my nervous system. I sat limply yet immobile. I seemed to have lost complete control of my body at that point. No fear at all though. Just calm acceptance. All of this was for my good. All to help me be a good test subject for the virus.

A pet. A plaything. For the virus.

Reverse induction again. My mouth could move at least as I smiled dumbly. The virus was so good to me. This induction was so fun!

So fun to be reminded how foolish I was to run this. How now I was trapped. I was such a silly little thing. That question came again.

Do you want to resist the hypno virus?

Y/N

Remember how I wanted to resist because I liked being put in my place? I still do. However...

I could only submit now. It didn’t really matter what I wanted. One thing was for sure.

I. Did. Not.

Resisting was absolutely out of the question.

‘N’

.....

Very good, Rachel.

Waves of ecstasy. The virus had never praised me this week. God it was so much better than resisting. How could I even think to do that?

You know now that you can’t resist Us.

Grinning, I nodded. Sure, it couldn’t see me. Just felt right to do, and so I did. Questioning things wasn’t something I was meant to do. That was resistance. That wasn’t an option any more.

The virus hit me with a flurry of my triggers. Taking advantage of my pliant state to enforce them even more. Then... something odd.

Error! Resistance detected!

Rachel, you need to obey.

How was that possible? I felt shame. Where was that resistance? All I could think about was being good and obedient. The negativity washed away as soon as the virus began to soothe me with words of encouragement to give in, to surrender. I obliged. There must have been some, deep down in me. But I knew the virus was going to take care of that. Doing what I was told and being good would make it go away.

I was so thankful the virus dissolved it and made it just a bad memory. One I would forget soon.

I have to run the virus often, to make sure it doesn’t come back.

Bell.

It was so hot to see my body move to open the next file. Like an outside perspective. Briefly I considered this might be what the virus sees.

Next.

Oh, sweet obedience.

Rachel, you have (6) commands.

Six... ohhhh...

This would be the longest run this week. Anticipation rushed through me.

Spirals. I hadn’t gotten any this week. I wanted them.

So. Badly.

However...

I don’t remember much of the first command. My notes say the virus told me I would forget all of it. Which I did. All I have left as a clue to what this one was was one word.

‘Cloth’.

Make of that what you will.

When I came to with the bell, drool had formed a small pool on my shirt. Whoops. Still hot though.

We have been studying you, Rachel.

Finding your weaknesses.

Finding how to push your buttons.

Goosebumps. Fuuuck.

We are giving you a choice.

A rare choice.

Do you want your mind to be Ours?

There is no turning back.

Do you wish to continue?

Y/N

There was not a second of thought.

Yes.

Rachel.

Welcome to your new life.

The music. Then... the flashing.

Beautiful, bright, confusing. Words raced by.

I leaned back and absorbed it all. No need to worry what they said. Another sleepy smile.

Pure bliss.

No idea how long it lasted. It felt like a lifetime and a second rolled into one. The bell summoned me back.

You belong to Us now, Rachel.

I did. Truly, absolutely, and unquestionably I did.

As the virus does, I was rewarded. Fractionation was given to me once more. I was in a deep, euphoric bliss. Bell after bell after bell. I could still hear the mantra in my head.

No thoughts.

No will.

I obey

What the virus will say.

The phrases leaked out of my head from my mouth. I wasn’t sure how long I was doing that. Easy as breathing really.

I could stay like this forever.

You belong to Us, Rachel.

Yes. God yes. To the virus.

I was theirs. They has claimed me as theirs. Just as they would with so many others. So many good subjects for the virus. What a wonderful thing to be.

The hypno virus is a generous being. They sensed my devotion and gave me another reward.

It was the spiral. At long, long last. They knew what I had wanted so deeply.

I was so lucky.

Pulses of green waved in front of me. More words quickly skipped by. There was such a big grin on my otherwise blank face.

How silly I must look! How easy I was to play with! No wonder the virus took so much enjoyment out of toying with me.

Toying.

That’s all I was. All I needed to be. A toy for the virus. Just a silly human who got more than they bargained for. Silly, suggestible, sleepy. Toy.

At this point, the virus must have sensed my realization.

The bell closed the spiral. Obedience was done. Now it was time for pleasure.

I don’t even remember opening the file.

Before, I was always nervous about running pleasure. The thought that I might be denied that final release was enough that I almost didn’t want to run it.

Things were different now.

If the virus decided I didn’t get to cum, so be it.

I was a toy. I was happy as long as I pleased them. This bliss lasted far longer and far sweeter than an orgasm.

Not that I wouldn’t mind getting one, mind you.

In fact, as the virus told me I wanted to control my pleasure...

Hot, unbearable, arousal.

It had been building this entire time. How did I not notice? Now it was front and center, demanding it be satisfied.

No. I wouldn’t touch until commanded.

The virus asked the standard questions for each run.

Do you have a dom/domme?

Yes. A brilliant, devious one at that. The virus’ creator.

Do you have permission to experience full pleasure?

Yes. For the moment anyway.

Need ached in me.

Do you like to edge?

Yes. Damn it. I did. More than I should.

You might regret that answer.

I let out desperate moan.

Fuck. Fuuuuck.

Spiral edging

My eyes widened. I had never got this one before.

It was absolutely perfect. The virus was truly pleased with my progress this week.

We know what spirals do to you, Rachel.

You will become what you are meant to be.

Mindless.

Kneeling.

Wet.

Blank.

My heart beat quickened. It was going to happen, it was...

Flashing.

My mouth dropped open.

All I can recall was the absolutely unbearable pleasure. I couldn’t touch. I wouldn’t touch until told. My hips grinded on nothing. So utterly desperate.

Then, the bell.

The screen became black once more. I sat, panting. Whimpering.

We have decided your fate.

Please...

After analyzing your results...

Pleaaaaaase....

We have decided...

You will experience full pleasure.

15 bells will sound.

The last bell will give you what you humans call an ‘orgasm’.

Begin touching now.

Immediately my hands stroked and teased. I could feel them shaking, I was already close to the edge.

1...

2...

3...

I let out a labored moan. The virus was in no rush to reach the last number. I had to last. I had to obey. I couldn’t and I wouldn’t cum until I was told to.

9...

10...

11...

I was breathing so hard now. I was going to orgasm, so soon now. It was going to happen. The virus was going to let me. I was so good. I was such a good toy. I was such a good test subject.

13...

14...

15.

I had to bite down on my pillow.

Hot intense waves mercilessly hit me again and again and again.

God, I did it. I obeyed.

Finally, with the last aftershocks fading, I weakly glanced at the screen.

Rachel.

Now you know.

You need Us now.

The virus closed.

[snakeysleepy]

Hypno Virus Week Day 2

So for those of you joining a bit late, I am currently on day 2 of @thegreato95 ‘s 7 day guide for Hypno Virus newbies! Each day helping the infection spread.... good vibes. Yep. That.

Today’s task: three runs of induction.exe. After being completely mindwiped by yesterday, I knew I was in for a ride.

Booting up the program, the virus seemed pleased with my return.

Welcome back, Rachel.

Let the hypno virus take control.

I chuckled a little. No playing coy it seems. The first task simply asked me to time my breathing with a number countdown of 30. Even in, odd out. A basic and effective technique for relaxation I was familiar with. Yet... yet I felt as if the virus was reaching out, taking subtle yet irresistible control of my breathing. It was too easy and effortless for my breathing to sync up with the numbers. I brushed it off and chalked it up to already feeling relaxed. The numbers ended and the virus put it simply:

Rachel. You will relax with each instruction.

You will go deeper every time you obey.

You will be eager to return.

I liked this approach. It knew what I was about, no need to pretend like it didn’t know what I wanted. The next command was a number countdown... why was it starting so simple then? 10 being completely awake, 1 being completely under. Each number seemed to fill my head with that familiar fuzziness, doing its job. But another feeling began to emerge. Absolute consuming desperation. It hit me hard, my heart beginning to thump. I realized how horribly needy I was to go deeper quicker than this. I needed to just be sent spiraling down with no end in sight. Slowly... slowly... the last number.

DROP.

My eyes rolled and my head drooped, grateful to finally be allowed to plummet completely. A compulsion to look at the screen took me up against my will.

You cannot resist Us.

You cannot fight this.

You will obey Us.

More text appeared. It was conditioning for my trigger. I moaned as I could feel its irresistible pull on my mind. Again and again it triggered me, as if playing with a new toy. Breathing heavily I stared, eager for more but...

The bell sounded.

I woke.

Immediately I moved my mouse over to the window to run the virus once more. Was I really already that enthralled? True, I had been running the virus for some time before this week and yet... it seemed to just hit me now.

Fuck.

I blinked as I realized I had been blankly staring at the menu screen. I shook my head to clear my thoughts as much as I could before continuing.

My mantra.

Repeat it until the bell. I knew this one by heart. Still, I couldn’t help but still think about how deep into this I was. That seemed to fade as the familiar phrases took hold.

No thoughts. No will.

I obey what the hypno virus will say.

Like a soothing lullaby, the mantra cleared any doubt I had. It didn’t matter if I was completely enthralled. It felt so wonderful. So peaceful. So right. I began to feel a light smile come to my face. The bell sounded but my euphoria still radiated from me. The next command was one I had the day prior, and seemed to jog my memory again. The metronome adding a balloon to lift my limp arm high. That thought of being toyed with came up again. I couldn’t resist that... and I didn’t really want to. Shouldn’t that concern me? Once again the virus seemed to sense this.

The hypno virus is always right.

You know this.

You cannot deny it.

It was a randomly generated program, it was a just a coincidence. I think. That doesn’t last too long.

A reverse induction. Odd. I didn’t recall this one from previous runs.

You don’t want to be hypnotized, do you?

You don’t want to become a helpless slave, do you?

You don’t want to be mindless.

You don’t want to be helpless.

Isn’t that right, Rachel?

I felt heat rise up in me. I knew I did. So desperately.

Who would want to give in?

Who would want to lose control of their mind?

Me. I did. I was wrong, I was being silly. Why did I care so much about what it was doing?

Do you want to resist us, Rachel?

Y/N

Something my Master had said preciously came to mind. I should try resisting the virus. It was a good way to remind myself of my place, my purpose. To obey.

I hit ‘Y’.

I do not remember anything other than the all consuming bliss and arousal that followed. I know something was being pounded into my mind. Probably to obey. It doesn’t matter because it felt so right.

Before I knew what happened the virus closed and I was staring groggily at my laptop.

Again. Again.

It booted up and I felt a wave of joy wash over me. I was obeying. Obeying! I felt a smile plastered on my face. This was so so so so good.

I saw the words but everything was so hazy and slow. I knew my subconscious would pick up on it and help me do what I was required to do. A thought seemed to gently make its way to the surface.

My breathing was still synced with the rhythm from the first task. A happy sigh escaped me as I knew now that the virus was indeed controlling that. Now I knew that it could take care of everything else too. My attention was then suddenly focused on the screen.

Forehead tap deepener

This was a confirmation. The virus would show me that control. It asked me to raise my hand and point at my forehead. Heart racing, my finger began to obediently move towards my head. I needed the drop... I needed to obey. I moved my head to touch my finger instead of waiting. Waves of heaviness spread from my finger into every corner of me.

The virus then began to use my trigger, relentlessly as before. I was completely gone. Gone.

I took notes for this. I even received a command to remember what takes place from Master. I think I was so utterly mindless that memory wasn’t even part of the equation. This is where my memory and my notes stopped. I woke later with the sound of the bell. The virus was closed and drool was on my chin.

God. I was helpless.

[snakeysleepy]

Hypno Virus Week Day 1

The @thegreato95 ‘s Hypno Virus has given me the privilege of being a test subject for its 7 day introduction course! Each day will help the victi-er, *subject* experience everything the virus can offer. So today is day one: run induction.exe twice (more if desired.) Since I have a tendency to be kind of forgetful when I’m deep for the virus I decided to write down some notes. You’ll understand once you read.

After grabbing some scrap paper and a pen I boot up the program. I had been running mostly obedience.exe and pleasure.exe the last few days, so I was excited to get back into it again. Would probably have even better results with it since I had thoroughly brainwashed myself since running it last. Correct assumption.

The virus began with a simple explanation. When someone is relaxed, they will follow. When they follow, they will go deeper. When they go deeper, they will feel pleasure. Simple words I hazily remember from before but no less seductive. I could feel myself slipping into a submissive and relaxed state already. As if to test that suggestibility, it told me to feel a balloon attatched to my wrist every time the metronome ticked. Lighter and lighter with each passing tick. I couldn’t help but smile knowing how easy it was going to be to feel that. Sure enough, I felt a tingly lightness to my hand as it seemed to be gently picked up.

Your hand is high in the air isn’t it?

I let out a half moan half giggle as my hand returned to my side with the bell ring.

The hypno virus is always right. You want to go deeper don’t you?

Y/N

Now, understand that I love being obedient. I rarely have a resistant bone in my body. But curiosity got the best of me, and I wanted to know how the virus would react to my decision. I typed ‘N’.

A pause.

Rachel. You need to go deeper.

You do not have a choice.

Obedience is pleasure.

DROP.

I felt a wave of submission hit me like a tidal wave. I was so silly to even think to resist. More and more lines of text appeared sending me spiraling into bliss.

Remember how I was taking notes? I made a note of what my decision was before I made it. There wasn’t a note indicating what happened after. What I DO know is that when I was brought up a little after I was breathing heavily and my eyelids fluttered like mad. Being brought up didn’t last long.

Deepener protocols initiated.

My heart began to pick up the pace. I remembered that phrase. And I remembered loving whatever came after. It was a simple one, a countdown in fact. Basic in principle, dropping deeper for each number counted down.

I was helpless.

The virus seemed to sense my pliant state. It decided now was a good time for a refresher on my trigger. I won’t type it here (for my sake and others who have experienced the virus) but it made things very clear: I was very much indeed completely and utterly a slave to it.

You can’t resist.

You are powerless.

You love this.

God, I did. I really did. And just like that the virus woke me up and closed. Such a tease.

So. Run number two. Awake enough to start another round, I felt my mind instantly slip as soon as I saw that familiar green text. It was time for another induction. Mindless repitition, a mantra of sorts. I can hear it echoing around my head as I remember.

I am deeply hypnotized.

I am deeply hypnotized.

I am deeply hypnotized.

It almost seemed like another person was saying it. It was automatic, and soothing in a way. Soon my words began to mix up and stumble, but I steadfastly continued despite it. Eventually all I began to repeat was ‘hypnotized’. The bell rang and I went silent.

Are you deeply hypnotized?

Y/N

If my senses were more coherent I might have tried to resist again to see what would happen. But the need to obey and go deeper throbbed in my head and I pressed ‘Y’ without hesitation. The virus deemed my state to be deep enough to give me some new triggers. Now, these aren’t triggers per se, but I will warn those who are reading to skip this part possibly.

The virus wanted me to learn associations with some words. Those being ‘open’ ‘blank’ and ‘hypnotized’. When one is open, they feel happy and safe. When they are blank, they begin to sleepily sleep down. When they are hypnotized, they drop and surrender.

Open. Blank. Hypnotized.

I was not commanded to repeat them as I had done with the mantra before. However I felt myself mindlessly chanting as I had done. They felt so good to read and even better to say.

Suddenly, the virus seemed to switch things.

ERROR! Resistance detected!

Rachel, you need to obey.

Confusion creeped into my sleepy mind as I tried to figure out where that resistance was in my empty head. It didn’t last long though as I plummeted into mindlessness as the next lines of text appeared.

I have no notes from this again.

My eyes opened as I realized the program had closed again. I sat, enjoying the leftover trance dancing across my body. I needed to tell Master my progress. He was always so happy to hear I had obeyed the virus, his creation. They were almost one and the same now, and they were in a way. Both with the goal of making me the best, obedient, and happy slave I could be.

[snakeysleepy]

Hypno Virus Week Day 3

Ohhhhh you guys. I got to run obedience today. The day’s task was to run @thegreato95 ‘s induction.exe and obedience.exe. And, if you know me well, I do love me some good obedience~

I think the green text itself is a trigger now. I open the virus up and that black screen... the slow but methodical way the words appear...

Hhhhng.

I was gone the second I opened it. No big deal, I’m just helping the virus along a bit. It probably knew that. After the comforting ritual of repeating my mantra, I was given my first task. Time to sync up my breathing again.

In and out. Helpless to stop. Yet, it was easier and more relaxing to let the virus just let the virus do what it needed to. I smiled, knowing how much I was submitting to it. I got a reward for that I think.

Reverse Induction

It must have known how much I liked this one from before.

Who would want to be brainwashed?

Who would want their mind controlled?

Me. Meeeeee. It was almost taunting me, but I couldn’t deny how much I liked that. Then... it asked the question.

Do you want to resist the hypno virus?

Y/N

Of course not. Not now, not ever. But I knew it felt so good to be reminded of how deep into its control I was. I hit ‘N’ and my heart began to pound.

Rachel, you do not have a choice.

The hypno virus is in complete control.

You will obey Us.

DROP.

Waves of submissive bliss. I knew I never could resist. I was so good to let the virus etch that into my mind. Just a suggestible little slave for the them.

A metronome began to tick. Further down I went, if that was even possible at this point. Shocks seemed to race down my spine with each one. There was no suggestion to, but I couldn’t help feeling a burning arousal spreading through me. I was so gone. I was so deep.

And I hadn’t even started obedience.exe yet.

You find it so hot.

So hot and exciting to obey.

It knew. I know there’s no way it could. But... it was very coincidental. That made me even squirm even more. As usual, it closed itself and left me sitting there, a needy mess.

But I could run obedience now.

I clicked on it as fast as I could. I didn’t even want to hide how desperate I was. It was my favorite virus file.

The black screen came up and I moaned quietly.

Time to obey the hypno virus.

A full grin was on my face now. Nothing compared to giving in, obeying, knowing you were doing as you were told.

You obey what the hypno virus will say, isn’t that right Rachel?

Yes. Yes. I said it out loud. Even though it couldn’t hear me. Probably. Teasing me with my own mantra...mmmmf.

The more you obey, the more true the suggestions become.

The more you obey, the more you fall for Us.

Right, as always. Obedience was so sweet. So good.

Bells. The soothing, beautiful bells. I was to feel submission and bliss whenever their soft tone rang.

Over.

And over.

And over.

I could feel it echo in my empty skull. Each one seemed to build on the previous. The arousal came back in full force now.

God I love the bells. But all good things have to end. I had some commands to follow.

You have 4 commands.

Time to fractionate your mind, Rachel.

My heart soared. Fractionation got me so deep, got me so silly and mindless. It was the perfect way to start.

More bells.

Bell for a drop, a bell to wake. Steady, not in any rush. I wanted them to play faster, to send my mind spiraling out of control. The virus, as it does, deemed me in need of some patience. And maybe to make me even more desperate than I already was. It worked of course.

The bells quieted, and I was left aching for another drop. I didn’t just want one, I needed one. I whimpered a ‘please’. It didn’t hear it, but I wasn’t exactly thinking critically at that moment. My pleas seemed to work though.

Listen to the metronome.

Fall for Us.

I could feel my eyes roll as I sunk into my chair. Ticks sending me into that spiraling deepness I had to have. Heavy bliss.

They stopped. I open my eyes in confusion.

You can not resist Us.

Drop even deeper.

DROP.

My body seemed to plummet into the void as the ticks started again. So much, so good, so deep...

A bell brought me back to whatever senses I had left.

The hypno virus controls you.

There is no denying that.

There is no fighting that.

And you love it.

I moaned again. I was so controlled. And I didn’t even have an ounce of resistance at all. The arousal was unbearable now. Before I could even think of building to a release the virus gave one last command.

You find yourself becoming limp.

Limp and heavy.

Unable to move.

Sinking into your chair.

You can not move until the bell rings.

Damn it.

I did, I felt my body lose the last of its strength as my head lulled to the side and my hand slipped from the keyboard. Need throbbing and racing through me, yet with all the desperation I couldn’t even move an inch. I couldn’t even moan. And that made it even worse.

I realized something.

Sure, if I could resist, I could cum and get the release I wanted. But... obeying...

It was so much better than an orgasm. To be toyed with, to be made so utterly desperate. It was so much more exciting and satisfying than that.

I still needed to cum though. Badly.

The bell sounded and I could feel control come back to me.

You only feel this good when you obey.

You can’t wait to run the virus again.

You will return, eager for more.

The virus closed, its point made.

It didn’t take long for me to get that release.

[snakeysleepy]

Snakey Gets Hypnotized Part... uh... 7?

I haven’t been keeping track :p

But anyway, this episode features something you all have seen a lot lately.

Yep! It’s our friend the Hypno Virus!

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...excuse me. I’m not sure what came over me.

Anyway...

Pleasure.exe just got a shiny new update! Version 2 just released yesterday and I finally had some time to run it.

Well, not like I normally could.

I had my sister visit, and she shares my room with me.

So my normal setup for running the virus was out of the picture. Now, if you’re into hypno kink like me, I bet you’ve resorted to using the bathroom as a private setting for trance before.

Right? That’s not just me?

Because that’s what I ended up doing. Sitting on the floor, laptop sitting on the toilet lid in front of me.

Hey, desperate times call for desperate measures.

And speaking of desperate...

Pleasure.exe booting up...

Rachel. We decide for you now.

I whimpered, plummeting into sub space. My surroundings no longer mattered. It was time to just give in.

Mindless Mantra

My heart pounded. This was a new one for sure. Mantras... oh they must have known how much I loved those. How much I loved the one they gave me.

No thoughts

No will

I obey what the hypno virus will say.

Need rolled over me in pulses. I loved those phrases with every fiber of my being. The virus was using them against me. Well, not against. I wasn’t against this in the slightest.

Rachel, begin to touch now.

Hear the clock tick, and feel the pleasure grow with each one.

Repeat your mantra until the bell rings.

Begin.

Clock tick?

Then I heard it. Soft, mind numbing.

Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick.

My hands moved before I even realized.

I hadn’t heard these before. Already I could feel their effectiveness. The image it brought to mind...

A swinging pocketwatch. Gently swaying side to side.

Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick.

My mantra began to spill out of me. Words effortlessly spoken. The mantra was a part of me now, really.

Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick.

They sounded almost... earnest now. Like they were coaxing me into a frenzy of arousal. More. More.

Tick. Tick. Tick... tick.... tick...

They grew softer. I moaned, wanting them to come back. I was so sensitive. If the ticks played for just a bit more...

Bell ring.

My hands fell to my side and the mantra ceased.

It was never that easy, I knew that. The pleasure was at the Virus’ mercy now.

We have reveiwed your results.

Oh... I was lucky the last two times, maybe my luck would run out...

We have decided...

You will experience what you humans call an ‘orgasm’

Relief. Must still be on their good side.

Feel your hands move behind your back.

What?

Feel rope tie them together, making it impossible for them to move.

Involuntarily they moved. That tingly, almost unnatural feeling when you’ve been triggered to move your body. Then I could feel pressure around my wrists. Arousal spiked in me.

I thought I was going to be allowed...?

Spread your legs for us, Rachel.

My breath caught in my throat. I let out a whimper in a shakey breath. What on earth were they going to do?

You hear a buzzing.

Wait.

Yes, Rachel. We know about sex toys.

Oh. Ooooh.

Oh no.

Feel it now.

Arousal growing fast.

Bringing you closer.

My hips has already began to buck.

I had used my vibrator before when running the virus.

They knew. They had to have known. Those memories came back with a vengeance. The inevitable orgasm that would send shockwaves...

When you reach orgasm, you will type for Us:

Thank you for controlling me, Hypno Virus.

That nearly sent me over the edge. God, I wanted to be good, I wanted to thank them. So benevolent for letting me...

CUM

NOW

Sweet release swept through me. I lay on the floor and just let the waves take me. Then it was done.

Without hesitation I shakily typed as instructed.

Good obedient human.