HypnoPum

You shouldn’t have followed that person. Just… Something had made it seem like such a good idea. The shiny latex, the perfect figure, how could you have not followed? A voice echoed throughout the space, ringing in your brain. “Humannn… Do not struggle.”

The darkness was forming again, taking shape. The tendrils had been coming from pockets of shadow, but now that shadow moved. The same figure, from before. You had stopped trying to escape, when the voice told you to. “This is meant to help you.”

It felt like the voice was inside your head. Like it was your thoughts. “Improve you.” The figure stepped forwards, crouching over you. The tendrils had pinned you to the floor, spread eagled. “Your service will grant you strength.” The figure reached out, touching your cheek.

You could feel that lovely warmth spreading across your body. Into your body.” Submit to the will of the collective, human.” That sounded so nice… To submit, to give in. “Isn’t that why you wished for this joining in the first place?” It must have been. Why had you been fighting?

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The movements of their hand were sending tingling bolts of bliss out, dancing through your body. You quivered slightly as their motions sped up. “Just surrender to the pleasure, toy. You’re in such good hands. My hands, ready to push your body to the brink of desire.”

Each word they said felt like a tiny pinprick of want, and need. Arousal that blossomed in your mind, and then flooded your body. You let out a small moan, and they laughed. “I know, I know, you want more. Such a greedy, eager toy. But you have to wait, silly.”

They tapped you on the forehead with their other hand, gently. The touch sent your mind spiralling deeper into this pleasurable trance. They laughed, looking down at your eager face. “I know what I want to do with you, honey. You just come along for the ride.”

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They leant down, closer to you, one hand on your chin, pulling your ear to their mouth. “But you are.” They whispered, before leaning back, licking down your cheek, laughing at you. “My words are already inside that head of yours, rewriting you. Remaking you.”

You could feel the familiar tug at the back of your brain, but you pushed it away, trying to ignore it. “You are submitting. You just don’t know it yet.” They said, fixing you with a hungry look. “But your brain does. You can feel the slight rumblings of submission, can’t you?”

You shook your head, but it felt non-committal. They nodded back at you. “Even as you try to resist… You’re feeling yourself slip into sweet, blissful surrender.” You blinked, and they giggled. “Of course you are, dummy. You want to give in. You want to drop.”

Each word they said made your brain feel more sluggish. “You want to drift. Shh, I know, I know that you’re trying to hold back, but why?” Their hand was on your chin, holding you in place, as their eyes bored into yours. “Why not let go? Why not submit? Are you scared?”

You… Were your scared? “That you won’t be able to stop? What’s the problem with that? I never want you to stop. So just drop.” They snapped their fingers. Your eyes closed. That’s it. There we go, sink for me. I told you I was already inside, you just needed to accept that.”

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“I love being this submissive for you, dominant. Wrapped around your finger. Enchanted by your words. But…” You searched around for the words, trying to not sound ungrateful. You weren’t. You loved this. The feelings. The powerlessness. It felt incredible.

 At the same time… “I feel very vulnerable. Not in a bad way. I feel, open, and seen in a way I haven’t before.” You looked back to them, finally. Their eyes were fixed on yours. Not in that hungry, predatory stare they sometimes wore, when they wanted you.

This was a softer look. A kinder look. “I’m glad I make you feel that way.” They finally said. “I love making you feel good. Making you feel open, and vulnerable… It’s a sign that you trust me. And I want you to trust me.” They held out their hand, palm up.

You did trust them. A lot. With your mind. Your body. You trusted them to take good care of you. So, you took their hand. And they pulled. Suddenly. That soft look was hungry now. Needy. They wanted you. “Drop, toy.” They said, as you fell into them. Your mind went blank.

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You nodded slightly. Your mind was still stuck. Your thoughts felt so hazy. “Then stop thinking. Just follow my words, and do as you’re told.” They pointed downwards. “Kneel.” You sank to your knees, eagerly, quickly. They laughed at you, which made you blush.

“That’s it. Doesn’t it feel good to just follow along?” It did. Your mind felt so hazy, so foggy. “To be good, and blank, and obedient?” Their hand, still in your hair, nodded your head up and down. “Yeah, that’s it.” They released your hair, and pointed downwards again.

“Now, prostrate yourself before me.” You lowered yourself fully to the floor, arms stretched out before you, in a position of worship. Their laughter flooded your ears again, and it made you feel so good. So weak. “Such a good pet. Feel yourself sink deeper, the lower you go.”

Your brain felt completely blank. All you knew was that you wanted to obey. To be theirs. “And you can’t get up, not when I…” They placed their foot on your back, holding you down. “That’s it. You’re stuck down here. Beneath me, both mentally and physically.”

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“Awh, look at you, toy.” Your hypnotist said, straddling you on the bed. “So helpless beneath me. And I can hardly blame you, when I look this good, it just makes sense that you’d give in to me. Give me whatever I want…”

They laughed, a hungry look in their eyes. “And I want you, toy.” Their fingers trailed over your chest. “All of you. Your mind, to rewrite, your body, to play with, your soul, to bind.” They bent their fingers, nails digging into your skin. Your mind focused on the sensation.

You let out a gasp, as pain mixed with pleasure, and they laughed, cruelly. “That’s it, toy. Give in to me, let me make you feel good. It’ll just make it easier to brainwash you. To twist you, corrupt you.” Their nails stopped moving, and instead just pressed.

Your mind felt woozy, and hazy. Your thoughts were foggy, your mind was beyond your control. But their words were clear. Their nails were pinpricks of focus on your skin. Their laughter was a song that pulled you deeper. You were so blank, and you were theirs, completely.

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Oh. Yes, you felt that. It was the driving force in your brain right now. “Like you can’t get enough of them.” You never wanted to look away. “That’s because you can’t get enough of them.” More. More. More. You blinked. Were their eyes watching you still, behind your eyelids?

“They consume you. Breaking your brain” Your head was getting fuzzier, the longer you stared. “Making you weak. Making you helpless.” A soft whine left your lips. Their eyes were your focus. “And you just can’t stop staring.” For a brief moment, you considered looking away.

“No matter how much you might think you want to… And let’s be real, you don’t want to.” The moment passed. You had forgotten it. You just wanted to stare. Could do nothing but stare, and sink, and drop. “If you wanted to, you’d have looked away already.”

You didn’t want to look away. “But you’re still staring. So, you must want to stare, huh?” You wanted to stare. You needed to stare. “That make sense, doesn’t it? Especially to a silly little mind like yours.” Your brain felt so hazy. “So, keep staring. You can stare as much as you want to.”

Their smirk had become a grin. “I want you obsessed with looking into my eyes.” That obsession was blossoming in your brain. “Being my blank, brainless, staring, plaything.” Every word made you weaker. “The compulsion will only get stronger. But you don’t mind, do you?”

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“It just makes sense that you follow wherever my words lead you. Because they’re your thoughts.” Your thoughts were their words. “So why wouldn’t you obey? Why wouldn’t you drop? Why wouldn’t you sink?” You had to obey. You had to drop. You had to sink.

“My control just feels so nice. So warm. So comforting.” Their hands moved down your head, to your neck, then your shoulders. Each place they touched melted more into relaxation. “It’s right to be obedient. It’s perfectly normal to be unable to think of a reason to resist.”

You couldn’t think of why you would resist. “Resistance would be so much effort. That makes sense, doesn’t it?” You nodded your head slightly. “Yes, good toy. Of course it makes sense, you thought it, didn’t you?” You started to nod your head, then stopped. What?

“Oh, are you getting confused?” You were. “Where do my words end, and your thoughts begin?” You couldn’t tell. “Oh, silly toy. I’ve told you. They’re the same. My words are your thoughts. That’s it. Stop trying to make sense of it.” You obeyed. “Just submit. Good toy.”

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Now you were floating, drifting on the surface of mindlessness. “Such a good toy. So eager to follow my words. Sink for me. Drop for me.” You felt your limbs drop, limply, onto the bed. Your mind plummeted. Further away from the surface of mindlessness, now you were sinking.

And it felt so good. “No need to think. Just sink deeper. Just drift further down. Feel my words wrapping around that brain of yours.” Their words were ropes, chains, weights that pulled you deeper, and deeper. “And it feels so good to sink, doesn’t it toy?”

If you had had any strength, you would have nodded, but you couldn’t. You could just sink deeper. Floating on a current of their words that dragged you further under. There were no thoughts. Just their words. Their control. Their commands. You didn’t want to be anywhere else.

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Your eyes were rolling upwards, as your thoughts melted into nothingness. “You don’t need to think. No, you just get to be blank, and obedient.” Their words were filling in the space where your mind had been. “It feels so good to be mindless, doesn’t it toy?”

Their hands were tracing over your skin, each touch, each downward brush of their fingers pulling you deeper. “Nod your head.” You nodded, agreeing with them. “Yes, good plaything. Just blank, and empty, and oh, so agreeable.” You wanted to agree. You wanted to obey.

“And the more you sink, the better it feels. You love this feeling, don’t you toy?” You kept nodding. Kept agreeing. “You love it when I make you feel like this. Helpless, weak, submissive. And you just keep sinking deeper, with every word I say. Such a good toy for me. “

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They laughed. “All I ask is that you do exactly what I want. Maybe you’ll prove yourself worthy. In fact… No, I know what you could do.” They snapped their fingers, the signal to look at them. As you did, taking in their divine beauty, their grace, your mind began to crumble.

Just looking at them was enough to make your submissive urges grow stronger. “Beg to be allowed to worship at the feet of the divine, thrall.” They said. Their word was law.

“P-please, Goddex, please let me worship you, pl-” Their slap interrupted your words.

They laughed as they spoke, you didn’t know if it was at you. You didn’t care. You wanted to make them happy. “Do you think that please is enough? Do you think that I asked you to plead? I commanded you to beg!” Their hand held your chin, as they stared into your eyes.

You felt weak, mindless, hopelessly helpless. But you managed to find some words. “I’m your good thrall. I’ll do anything that you require of me. Anything that you wish. If you were to let me worship you it would make me so grateful, Goddex.” You were still looking at them.

They pressed a finger to your lips, silencing you, smiling cruelly. “Oh, I suppose that’ll do, thrall.” They leant down, and planted a kiss on your forehead. “You look so fucking hot when you’re like this, you know that? Well, you have pleased your Goddex, you may worship.”

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“I can change your name. Your memory. I can make you physically weaker than me with just a word. “ As they said each one, a memory of them doing just that entered your head. “Even now, I’ve stopped all the thinking that usually happens in that brain.” They said, giggling.

“What can you do, huh, toy?” Their hand moved up to your hair, gently gripping. “You can’t resist. You can’t fight. You don’t want to.” That was true. This was perfection. Why would you fight it? “You want me to do whatever I want to you.” Their hand in your hair gripped tighter.

They moved their hand, nodding your head for you, agreeing with them. And you did agree, because you were nodding your head. Of course. “Because you’re such a good, obedient plaything, aren’t you? How far could I push you? How much could I reshape you?”

Silence filled the air for a moment as they thought. They leant down, close to your ear. “Could I replace your memories?” You wanted them to. “Fundamentally alter your values?” Please. Fuck. “Mmm… No. I wouldn’t. But I know I could, and that is just as hot.”

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Your mind grew hazier, and foggier, as the liquid tumbled down your throat in a mad rush towards intoxication. Your hypnotist was laughing. “Oh, you’re so stupid, toy. Here, have the bottle.”  They placed it into your hands, and you lifted it to your mouth.

The first gulp tasted sweet. But then another came. It was too sweet. Spilling over your lips, down your chin. You lowered the bottle as you swallowed, and you teetered, dizzy, mind spinning. Your hypnotist took the liquor from you, as your brain spaced out.

“There you go. I love that this doesn’t need to be real to work on you, toy. Your mind is so fucking weak. So susceptible.” They pushed your body, weakened by the ‘alcohol’ backwards onto the bed. They giggled. “And now I’ve got you right where I want you.”

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You tried to focus. “My eyes are so pretty, aren’t they toy?” You let your gaze fall onto their eyes. The soft colour. The warmth. Gentle, but mischievous. “So easy to stare into, to get lost in.” And then the pendant swung past them. And your gaze was grabbed by it.

“But the pendant is just so shiny! How could you look away?” You couldn’t… It was so easy to get lost. Until it swung past their eyes again. And you found yourself looking. Sinking, drifting into them. You furrowed your brow. It was so tiring, switching your focus constantly.

“Awh, are you getting confused, toy?” You nodded your head, as your focus went to the crystal pendant once more. “Getting lost? Getting hazy, and foggy, and mindless?” Back to their eyes. No. The pendant. No, their eyes. You let out a small groan, and they laughed again.

“Good, that’s exactly how I like you. It doesn’t matter where you look, because when I say so, you drop.” They snapped their fingers, and your eyes closed, as you sank like a stone. “There we go. All the way down, no thoughts, no confusion. Just sweet, blissful mindlessness.”

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“Awh, honey, it’s okay.” Your hypnotist said, softly, pulling you closer to them by the chin, as your mind was somewhere past the point of awareness for anything but them, and their words. “I know, I know, you think you’re winning right now.”

That… That was right, wasn’t it? “That you think that the goal was to get you to drop three times. I know, you’ve only dropped once for me. But… You’re so very deep.” Their words were like sledgehammers, knocking you deeper. “So very mindless.”

Their voice was so close to you. Their breath on your ear filled you with desire. “So very agreeable. It feels good to agree, doesn’t it? That’s it. Nod your head, yes!” You began to nod, obediently. Eagerly. It did feel so good to give in and accept their words.

“Yeah, you don’t mind if I move the goalposts of our game, do you?” You didn’t. You just wanted to keep sinking. To keep drifting. It felt so good. “No, just keep nodding, just keep agreeing. I only needed to drop you once to win, isn’t that right, toy?”

You kept nodding, kept agreeing, they were right. They were always right. “Yes, good plaything. So eager to obey. So eager to submit. Even if it means losing. Because it feels good to lose for me, doesn’t it, toy?” More nodding, agreeing. “Yeah, you’re such a good loser for me.”

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“I’m a good toy.” Your voice was monotonous, your mind was blank.

“I don’t think.” They said, pressing a little harder. The finger felt like it was squeezing your mind completely empty.

“I… I don’t think.” You said, it was so easy to repeat their words. So hard to think.

“I just sink.” They finished, pulling their finger back.

“I just sink…” As you said the words, that constriction on your mind was released. But the only thoughts that were left were the three you had just had given to you. “Keep repeating toy.” Your hypnotist said, a smug smile crossing their face.

“I’m a good toy.” You said, the words slipping from your lips without conscious thought. “I don’t think.” They were the truth. “I just sink.” And they became truer with every repetition. “I’m a good toy. I don’t think. I just sink.” Over, and over, and over again.

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