a toy

“You’ve been ever so good for me, sinking so blissfully into sweet surrender. Letting me pull all those silly thoughts out of that head, and breaking you into nothingness.” Their hand on your chest came up to your cheek, holding you tenderly, gently. You melted into that touch.

“Well, plaything, now that you are all blank, and brainless, it’s time to refill that brain of yours. But don’t worry, I won’t be giving you back your original mind.” They laughed, and their hand slipped down to your chin, gripping slightly tighter. “No, that’s mine.”

Their voice sank into your mind. “I want to drag those sweet sensations of submission and obedience to the surface. I want you eager, and desperate to be told want to do. Because a good toy finds purpose in service. And you are going to love how good it feels to be my good toy.”

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