HypnoPum

“Good.” You said. You felt slightly fuzzy still, but that was to be expected. “Could I get some water?”

They nodded, turning away, and grabbing the glass. As they lifted it to your lips, you took a few deep gulps. That felt better. “Right, yeah, now I’m ready.” You said.

Their smirk widened. “Good.” They twirled the paddle, placed the glass down, and then pushed your legs apart.

Their eyes met yours for a moment. Time slowed down. And then the paddle landed against your thigh. Pain flared, radiating out from the impact site. You gasped, mind spacing out at the blissful sting. And then your hypnotist caught your chin, holding you still.

“Number, toy?” They asked. You met their gaze, mind still dazzled slightly. Number?

Fuck. Where had you been? “I… Umm…” It had been above forty. But, how far above? “Forty-six?” You said, uncertain.

They laughed. “Not even close, toy. Which means you get another twenty.”

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You were in a space where you couldn’t quite think. But only for a moment, as you came back from the brink. Your eyes refocused, only to find their fingers inches from your eyes, ready to snap. They tensed. Your attention was drawn in. You couldn’t look away.

They laughed. “Awh, look at you, my sweet, subby, sleepy toy. So eager to sink for me, but not quite there. You haven’t been told to yet. No… Just hang there, in the balance. So focused, so helpless. So eager to sink but… Waiting. Waiting for me. Waiting for my command.”

Your eyes hadn’t left their fingers. You were having a hard time thinking about anything but their words, and the sensation of readying blankness, filling your brain. It was like you were a spring, being stretched, ready to snap back to relaxation, any second now.

They held you there still. “Gosh, you look so cute like this, toy. Eager, and waiting. Such an obedient pet. Not noticing anything but my fingers, and my voice which means…” Their other hand tangled in your hair, pulling. You were taken by surprise. All you could do was sink.

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“I love how easy it is to catch your attention, toy. Something shiny, and your brain latches on. Such a well programmed plaything.” They laughed, and you blushed, but you didn’t look away. You couldn’t look away. “You lose focus on anything else in the world.”

The crystal came closer to you. So shiny. “It’s like you’re the prey of some deep-sea fish. I am luring you in.” The crystal swayed slightly, back, and forth. You leant in. “Luring you deeper. Pulling you closer to me.” They pulled the pendant back, and you stepped forwards.

“You are my prey, toy. But don’t worry, I’m not going to eat you.” Their voice had slipped lower, more threatening. “No… I’m going to take your thoughts. Your mind. That I will eat. I’ll chew up your brain until it’s barely recognisable. And then, you’ll be ready for me to reshape you.”

You were hearing what they said, but you couldn’t really pay attention. The crystal had all your focus. All your thoughts. “You get to be my good, obedient plaything, for as long as I want. I’ll break you so easily, toy.” They crystal moved back, pulled back, so you followed.

“So effortlessly. Because even as you’re listening, you’re sinking deeper. Slipping further. Of course I’ll take advantage of an eager, willing subject.” They whipped the crystal up, away. You blinked, looking up, and around, their other hand was holding your cheek.

And then the hand that had been holding the crystal was on your other cheek. They directed your focus to their eyes. And your moment of awareness fled. “Awh, were you looking at that? Too bad. You’re in my hands now. I’ve caught you. What good prey you are.”

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They cupped your chin with a hand, lifting your head higher. “I know, I know, you’ve always prided yourself on being an independent, strong-willed person.” They crouched, getting on your eye level, their hand still on your chin. “It’s why I’ve been doing this.”

That hand slipped down to your neck. Your mind rushed at the thought of what came next, but they didn’t squeeze. “Breaking you. Reshaping you. Turning you into my weak, slutty, brainwashed plaything. And the fact that you’ve been forgetting every time is just perfection.”

Forgetting? You didn’t remember forgetting. But… That was hard to think about. Thinking was hard. “Of course you’ve been forgetting. You don’t need to remember, do you toy? No. You remember what I tell you to remember. You forget what I tell you to forget.”

They finally squeezed. Not hard. But enough to make you moan. “And now you’re mine. My plaything. My toy. To the outside world, nothing will look any different. But we’ll both know the truth. How much you crave to sink into my control, to submit to my power.”

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It was… But that wasn’t a bad thing. “Like you’re not even a person? Like you’re a fucking pet?” Their eyes were boring into yours, as they smiled down at you, maliciously. “Good. You should be humiliated. I can see how turned on it makes you. It isn’t normal, freak.”

They let go of your chin, and took a step back, examining you. “Oh my god, is that turning you on now? What can’t I call you? Pervert.” You averted your eyes, unable to stop the blush, the heat, creeping through your body. “Okay, no, I’ll stop. I won’t be too mean.”

With a chuckle, they came back to you, closer. Their voice softened. “I mean, I know you’d like that, but denial is good for you sometimes.” They placed a hand on both of your cheeks, and again, pulled your gaze to theirs. “Hey, come here. Look me in the eyes.”

With that command, you knew what was coming next. Your mind began to grow a little hazy, a little eager to give in to them. “I know, I know, you’re an idiot for me. But you are my idiot. Just a brainwashed, stupid plaything, that I get to toy with, and tease, and talk down to.”

They let go of your face. You didn’t look away from their eyes. “But I have another use for you. Kneel, toy.” Obediently, you lowered yourself before them. Their smile widened. “Good. Blank.” They snapped their fingers. The effect was instantaneous, and powerful.

The trigger hit your submissive brain, sending your thoughts scattering. They laughed. “Good. Time to put you to use.” They said, slipping their trousers, and underwear to the floor. One of their hands moved to the back of your head, pulling you towards their crotch.

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You were blushing. The eyes of the rest of the room were fixed upon you. And your hypnotist was so easy to agree with. Toys didn’t talk, of course not. You just nodded your head. They clapped their hands, excitedly. “Good! Such a good toy. Now, kneel.”

With a speed that even you weren’t expecting, you sank to your knees. “Excellent, okay, and freeze!” They snapped their fingers on that last word, and your body locked in place, on your knees, before them. They turned to the crowd at the edges of the room.

“So, as you see folks, once I’ve got my toy in this headspace, it doesn’t matter that they’re not in trance anymore. They’re still acting on that obedience conditioning that I did earlier, even when they don’t realise it.” They reached down to you, smiling. “Aren’t you, toy?”

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The sound reverberated through your brain. It danced in your mind. It made you quiver. Hours of brainwashing and association activated.

Pleasure flooded you. You let out a small gasp as it hit, and your dominant laughed. “That’s it, good pet. I love how well trained you’ve become. And it all started with a-” *click* The pleasure was stronger this time. More intense. You stayed kneeling.

But you wanted to squirm, to writhe. They laughed down at you. “Awh, you look so cute like this. All needy just from a-” *click* “That’s all it takes, is” *click* *click* *click*

The consecutive clicks compounded the pleasure, and your resolve broke. You sank to the floor fully.

As you writhed, and squirmed, and humped, your dominant continued to laugh. “Like a bitch in heat, it’s adorable. How helpless you become, from a simple sound. You’re such a good pet for me. I love the associations we’ve made in your brain, toy.”

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Their smile widened, as you stopped blinking, just staring up at them. “That’s it. Such a well-trained pet. So easy to control. And I want you to stare into my eyes.” You couldn’t conceive of looking anywhere else. “I want you to sink into them. You can do that, can’t you?”

They nodded your chin slightly, up and down, agreeing. And you were sinking. Your body was relaxing into the chair. It was so comfy. “Just stare, and sink, and drop.” They lowered their hand, and your eyelids fluttered, but didn’t close. They couldn’t. Your eyes couldn’t move.

“There you go… Still staring, unable to look away. No matter how heavy, and tired, and droopy, drowsy, sleepy those eyelids get.” As they spoke, those feelings intensified. Your eyelids were so heavy. “You can’t close them. Because you have to stare into my eyes.”

They leant down, coming closer to you. “Because you can’t look away.” They moved their hand on your chin side to side. Your eyes moved, staying locked onto theirs. “Good toy. So obedient. So blank. So blissful. Feel your thoughts draining away.” You felt it.

The sensation of your thoughts being dragged out of your head, and into their eyes. “Pulled into my eyes. And then comes your free will.” The sensation increased. “Your resistance.” Again. “Your personality.” It felt so good. To be so blank, and open, and empty.

“Drained away, by my eyes.” Their hand on your chin was all that was holding you up. “You’re just a shell. A weak, empty puppet, for me to control.” They were correct. That’s what you were. "To fill. And I will fill you, toy. When you’re properly emptied of everything that I need.”

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With a laugh, the figure settled back on the bed. “Well, I can hardly blame you, you summoned me, and I wanted a little fun tonight. Do a good job, and maybe I’ll keep you. Now, down.” Those claws dragged you to the bed, between their legs. You heard a laugh.

“Thaaaat’s it, mortal.” The demon said, leaning back, as their legs wrapped around your head, pulling you deeper between their thighs, where their sex waited for you. “Let your tongue do what comes naturally.” You began to lick, and suck, hungrily. Needily.

And with each movement of your mouth, the urge to continue flooded your mind. The sweetest of juices landed on your tongue, making you want more. The demon, Sinder, was moaning, soft, and low, as you got lost in the taste of their sex. “Mmmph, yes, keep going.”

You could feel the demon’s claws at the top of your head. Their thighs on either side, and their legs behind, had you trapped. There was only one thing to do… And you had no complaints. With every lick, the only thing you found yourself wanting to do was sink deeper into their sex.

“This is what I love about mortals…” Sinder said. “You always dive head first into things you shouldn’t. This is going to change you, you know? Every lick lets my addictive juices sink deeper into your brain. Rewiring you, remaking you into my oral toy.”

You were half listening, letting their words sink into your open mind. “Awh, I thought you wouldn’t mind… No, you just get to brainwash yourself into my willing slave, a sex toy, for me to use.” They paused, as the pleasure seemingly became a little much for them.

As their moans subsided, they pushed themselves up on the bed, lifting their legs, which in turn, lifted you up, slightly. And with a fluid motion, they pivoted. Your body responded automatically, rolling with them, and found them sat upon your face.

“That’s it, mortal. Let me have all the control. I need to use your body, so your brain doesn’t get to be involved. Let your brain submit to the reprogramming. A demon’s sex is such an enticing thing. I can’t blame you… But if you had doubts, the time for them was an hour ago.”

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Their hand tangled in your hair, tugging gently, pulling your heavy, sleepy gaze upwards, to them, towering over you. “And that’s exactly what you are, whenever I snap.” They snapped again. It felt like the power had been cut to your brain. Your eyelids drooped more.

“This is how you’re meant to be, toy. Blank, brainless, and mine. Sinking deeper with each snap.” A third snap. Your eyes closed, you were only being held up by their hand, in your hair. They released that hand, and you fell forwards, into them. It felt right.

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It felt so good. To be blissfully blank for them. “You don’t have to worry here, do you? No, you just relax, and let me take charge.” Their weight, pressed against your legs, was keeping you centred on who was in charge, and it wasn’t you. You didn’t want to be in charge.

“Give up all your willpower, all your responsibility. It feels best when you’re not in control.” They paused, their hands brushing down your bare chest. “When I’m in control. So, sink deeper, toy. Let your brain absorb my presence. My power.”

It felt like your brain was a sponge, soaking in warm water, absorbing their voice, their control. “Let yourself be overwhelmed by me. This is when you’re happiest, isn’t it, toy? Happy, and blank, and brainless. Owned and controlled. Such a good toy for me.”

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As they ‘Shh’ed you, your mind began to grow hazy, and foggy. They pressed a finger to your lips. “Shh, and drop, and drift.” Your eyes rolled up, and then closed, slipping into trance. “Let my voice encircle you. Flooding your mind. Flooding your body.”

You felt it, as they said it. Their words entering you. “You don’t need to think. You just need to listen, you just need to drop. That’s it… And with every word I say, feel yourself becoming more turned on. More aroused. More desperate.” As they carried on speaking, you let out a gasp.

The arousal was sudden, but undeniable. A want for more. To touch, to be touched. “The flame of your lust being stoked more, and more intensely. Awh, are you a desperate needy toy? You are, aren’t you?” They nodded your head for you, with a single finger beneath your chin.

The agreement just turned you on more. “And now… feel that arousal converging, between your legs. Feel my voice, dancing down there, each word a movement of bliss. Like your pleasure is being drawn out of you. It feels so good, doesn’t it, toy?” Your lips parted. A desperate cry.

“Yes, that’s it, moan for me.” They said, laughing again. “You sound so good like that. Get lost in the sensation of ever-increasing pleasure. You don’t need physical stimulation, when my voice can make you feel like this… Sink deeper.” Your mind was rolling with the sensations.

Every word they said felt like a pulse of pleasure, washing from your extremities to your core. “More turned on. Closer to the edge. Oh, that’s it. You want to cum, don’t you? Maybe I’ll let you. Maybe. It’s up to me. My voice has all the power here, doesn’t it?”

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More touching. More pleasure. Only… This was more intense. “That’s it toy… You’re still under my control, no matter how much your body feels like it can’t take any more. So, keep going.” Your mind was crumbling again, any semblance of thought was dissolving.

The pleasure and their control were intertwining, wrapping around your brain, and crushing it. You let out a soft whimper as the pleasure continued to grow, continued to pulse, and spike. “Awh, what’s wrong?” Your hypnotist cooed down at you, as you writhed.

“Is it too much sensation? Are you feeling overstimulated? Has it begun to hurt yet?” That last question was asked with a… vindictive tone. And it was beginning to hurt. The spikes of pleasure were becoming small brushes of pain. They were laughing as you gasped.

“Good. I want you to hurt for me. To suffer for me. I want you to feel your submission through the sensations that creep through you. Pleasure can be a source of pain, just as surely as impact can, toy. Keep going. You can stop when I tell you, okay?”

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Now your phone wasn’t responding to you. The pretty pictures, and videos kept on scrolling automatically. Soaking your brain, and body, in all the pleasure and dopamine you could handle. Your hand was moving absent mindedly between your legs.

But cumming wasn’t really on your mind. You were gooning by this point. The only thing you could focus on was the images, the videos. Occasionally, a spiral would cover the screen, and words would fill your ears. Encouraging you to sink deeper. All you could do was obey.

And that was okay. You didn’t want to do anything else. You just wanted to become more braindead, more obsessed, needier, hornier. Why would you stop? You had all the porn you could ever need, right here. That ad was right. Scrolling is better than sex. Of course it is.

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Your hands were drawing pleasure from wells you didn’t know existed. “That’s all you need to do. Is touch, and drop, and obey.” It felt too good to even think about stopping. Not that you could think. “The more you touch, the more you drop, the more obedient you’re being.”

That logic tracked. As much as anything did in your head right now. “So, just keep touching. Get lost in the pleasure for me.” Your eyes rolled up as you reached the edge, your body went limp, and then came back up. Your mind was so hazy… You only knew to touch.

“That’s it… Sink deeper. Drop further.” They sounded so pleased with you. “Touch. Drop. Obey. Such a good toy for me. My obedient little pleasure puppet. Helpless to do anything but sink further into pleasure for me. Because it feels too good to stop. Touch, drop, and obey!”

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Their fingers trailed over where they had bitten. “Just one hypnotic bite, and look at you, you’re already struggling to hold on. They moved up to your stomach, then your chest, and leant in again. The bite was harder this time, it focussed all your attention on it.

By the time they pulled back, you realised that your thoughts were even more distant, harder to collect. They laughed. “You look so cute like this, chewtoy. A helpless little object I can play with. That was two… One more, and you’ll be completely gone.”

They moved higher up your body, face to face with you, they were grinning, a malevolent grin. Before you could gather your scattered thoughts, they leant down, teeth to your neck. This time it was like a switch had been flipped in your brain, turning your mind off.

Your entire world was focussed on the feeling of their teeth at your neck. And it felt so good. Such an intimate area, being bitten so hungrily. You felt your empty mind being drained away, replaced by their will, their control. You were their chewtoy. Their plaything.

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“Awh, am I being mean, toy?” Your hypnotist asked, peering down at you, as you continued to whimper, getting lost in the feelings coursing through your body. They laughed. “No… I’m not. I’m giving you exactly what you need, aren’t I? You’re getting even more turned on.”

You were blushing, your eyes still glued to their hand, and you nodded. That made them laugh again. “You’re such a helpless, needy, obedient slut. You crave this feeling, the dangling sensation, between what you want, and what you crave. You want to be slapped…”

Their hand moved, a tiny amount, and you whimpered again, eager, desperate, needing, wanting that impact. “But you crave denial, of the things you want…” They laughed at you again as your blush deepened. “Really, it’s pathetic, toy. Most people don’t want to be slapped about.”

They leant in. “And even fewer people fantasise about being denied getting slapped about.” They held their position, eyes so close to yours. “But it’s okay. I like pathetic, blank toys. I will slap you, and you’re going to drop from it. Ready? Three, two, one.”

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