I adore your blog! And thought you'd enjoy reading a little something on my mind
I can't stop thinking about going to therapy, and being subtly and slowly manipulated. Tense and uncomfortable at first, but as the sessions go by slowly easing me down into relaxation and vulnerability. Before I know it, I'm opening my heart to you, telling you every abuse from childhood through to now. I'm so enthralled in telling you everything I can, I don't even notice your bulge throbbing as I describe how I was abused. It's so freeing to finally have someone to talk to about all this
You learn, and before long it's like you know me better than I know myself. You verbalise my feelings and thoughts so well, it's hard not to feel like you're able to see into my mind. So I never give it a thought when you start subtly layering triggers and language my abusers have used. It makes sense that you would refer to them, right? I never noticed you bending my mind to begin associating them with pleasure and compliance again. I don't question it when you hand me a USB with files loaded onto them, and tell me I'm going to listen to them every night. That I *want* to listen to them every night. I just smile and agree, so happy to have someone who really understands me.
By our next session, I'm utterly pliable. Weeks of nightly conditioning have my mind like putty, effortlessly bending to your words without hesitation. Agreeing with you matter-of-factly, as if everything you say is simply the most obvious and reasonable statement ever made. When they're particularly outrageous or vile I might have moment of shock, before the conditioning takes hold. The shock at your words twisting to shock that I could have possibly forgotten such an obvious thing.
"Of course I'll start stroking when I listen to your voice. It only makes sense to pay you double the usual rate, and to start having sessions whenever you call me. I'd love to rim your sweaty ass as you scroll through my phone, I can't believe I hadn't thought to ask. Oh, yeah I'd be delighted to help you lure in my friends, which of them do you want to mind-rape first? You're so right, I do want to spend our sessions cleaning your cock whilst you force your fetishes into my head."
"I'm so lucky to have someone in my life who knows me inside and out. Thanks Dad 😍"
Wow that was a beautiful read. It deserves to be shared. Not only are you a fantastic writer, you have a deliciously twisted mind.
You don’t know how accurately you’ve hit the spot! It’s my dream to be able to take over a patient’s mind, slowly and discreetly, turning them into a living Sim for me. Every one of their actions unknowingly decided long ago by me. At first just getting familiar with them, learning them, listening to all the fucked up trauma and atrocities they’ve experienced. Then slowly rewiring their brain to prioritize me. Becoming the object of their obsession, fantasies, desires, fuck, even their worship….
Thanks for the ask. Feel free to let your brain leak out into my inbox whenever you want kiddo. Dad enjoyed it.