âI⌠I could step away.â You said, knowing that you didnât want to. Your hypnotist laughed at you.
âEscape? Oh, silly toy. Itâs far too late for that.â Their voice was so confident. âMaybe you think that thatâs what you wantâŚâ They paused, looking you in the eye, smirking.
âBut even if you could bring yourself to turn away, you wouldnât be able to move.â Their voice was like a sirenâs song, lulling your mind into relaxed obedience. âYou wouldnât be able to get my voice out of your head, silly. No.â You were letting their words slip into your mind.
âYouâve fallen too deep, too often for that. Youâre my programmed little plaything. Even if you managed to stay away after our time togetherâŚâ The very thought of it made your skin crawl. âYouâd feel the pangs of longing, calling to you. Making you eager to return to me.â
Their brainwashing ran so completely through you. You never wanted to leave. Not really. âTo sink into my control, all over again. So why tell yourself that you want to escape?â You didnât know. You didnât remember. âWe both know you donât really want to.â
You never wanted to be out from under their control. âNo. You want to sink for me. You want to let me brainwash you more, and more, and more. Good toy. Kneel for me.â You sank to your knees as they leant over you. âIâm going to purge this little bit of rebellion from your brain.â
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