“Deeper into the pleasure, sweet girl,” Saori purred, her fingers pumping in and out of Mitsuko’s cunt with jackhammer speed as she spoke to the younger woman in low, soothing tones. “The less you think, the better it feels. The better it feels, the less you think. Happy to be blank, happy to be empty, cumming harder and harder until you can’t think at all. Until there’s no mind, no thought, no memory, only ecstasy. Give me all those silly thoughts, now, each and every last one.” Mitsuko’s eyes rolled back in her head, and her head lolled back over the edge of the mattress. Her awareness narrowed down and down and down to the repeated impact of the web between Saori’s thumb and forefinger against her clit. Her mouth opened, but nothing came out but a choking gasp of pure arousal.
“That’s it, dear. Fucked out. Fucked blank. Fucked empty. You can’t even think now. You don’t even want to try.” Mitsuko’s body went limp, her hand dropping away from where it caressed Saori’s breasts to lie loose and lazy on the mattress. The only sign that she remained conscious at all now was the ceaseless clench of her soaking cunt around Saori’s fingers. “I’m talking to your deep self now, your unconscious mind, and it’s absorbing every word I say without question. And its first task is to find any last part of Mitsuko that’s still capable of thought, anything inside that pretty little head that’s still awake, and drug it into deep, dreamless sleep for me. Deep, dreamless sleep. And when it’s done, when that silly, sleepy girl is completely gone, the subconscious will say that out loud. ‘Deep, dreamless sleep.’”
Saori paused. For a long moment, the only sound in the room was the wet, churning sound of her fingers thrusting into Mitsuko’s cunt. And then, in a murmur completely devoid of emotion, Mitsuko whispered, “…deep, dreamless sleep.”
Saori grinned from ear to ear. “Good girl! Cum for me now.” Mitsuko’s breath quickened, and tiny little animal grunts escaped her throat as she squeezed around Saori’s intruding fingers. “That’s it. That’s right. Can’t stop cumming now. Can’t fight that pleasure anymore. The less Mitsuko thinks, the better she feels, and she’s not thinking at all anymore so the pleasure is absolutely perfect. No mind, no will, no thought, no memory, no resistance. I’m fucking it all out now. I’m fucking it all away. Mitsuko’s becoming a perfect little dolly for me, an obedient brainwashed toy. All my thoughts are the best thoughts, all my suggestions are always correct.” Mitsuko couldn’t even nod. Her body felt too impossibly heavy to move. All she could do was cum and agree.
Saori leaned down, giving the helpless woman’s tits a long, sucking kiss before continuing. “And that deep self, it can see everything in Mitsuko’s mind. Every single part of it, from those surface thoughts that are sleeping dreamlessly in my will to the very core of what makes her who she is as a person. It’s all there. Her subconscious can see it all. And it can find every last bit of her that’s still capable of resisting me.” Her fingers were right on Mitsuko’s clit now, teasing relentlessly, pushing her toy to new heights of pleasure. “And now it’s going to erase them. One by one, bit by bit, until there’s no resistance left in Mitsuko at all. And when it’s all done, she’s going to say, ‘All gone now,’ and she’s going to have the biggest orgasm of her life. As soon as she’s empty. As soon as she’s mine. As soon as it’s all gone now.”
Saori paused again. The silence stretched on for long moments, Mitsuko quivering as her deep and drowsy mind fought the pleasure and failed. And at long last, she murmured, “all gone now,” and the last word dissolved into a wail of absolute ecstasy as she sank completely into Saori’s unbreakable control.
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