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CW: Hypnosis, Mind Alteration, Edging

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Your partner was always a passionate inventor. A person who loved creating new things and tinkering with existing ones. A nerd, with a mind full of interesting ideas they wanted the world to see. They put a tremendous amount of work into making fun, useful gadgets, which they loved showing off during your hang outs.

To you, that was their hottest quality, especially since they loved to tinker with your mind as well, relaxing your brain with beautiful spirals and entrancing audios they made during their free time. It felt nice, in a way, to have this incredibly attentive and caring person by your side, changing you for the better, updating your mind to let go of stress easier and feel much more energized during the day.

So, when they told you that they made a new gadget just to toy with you, you hurried over to their house to see what it was, feeling curious, and extremely excited.

You had been there for about half an hour and they were still in their workspace, occasional sparks flying out of the garage as they applied the finishing touches to their gadget. Finally, they stepped out, dressed in a white lab coat and wearing a pair of safety goggles. For some reason, the attire aroused you.

"So, dear, are you ready to see what my new gadget does? Do be warned, it will make your mind stop working for a bit~"

You were fine with that, especially since you knew how comfortable you felt around your partner. There were so many safety nets put in place, meant to protect you from being too conditioned. They loved you for you, after all, and didn't want to change too much about your personality accidentally.

"Alright, are you ready, hun?"

You nodded, impatiently waiting to see what they had crafted for you.

From their pants pocket, they pulled out a small, rectangular device, roughly the size of iPod. It had a tiny touchscreen, filled with settings you couldn't quite read from that far away. On the lower side of the device, there was a gray button, shiny and metallic, with a beautiful spiral engraved on top.

They pointed their peculiar invention at your face, and firmly clicked the button. The noise it made echoed in your mind for a little, already making you dizzy. A nice, red laser pointed at your forehead from the top of the device, and you could suddenly feel that your mind was being pulled away. Soon, spirals began to flood your brain, the same ones that your partner had made for you before, now being beamed directly into your head.

"Yes! It works!! You see, I figured that I can use very high-pitched audio frequencies and some simple light technology to make you remember the spirals so accurately that they just start playing into your head and...."

Their voice began to blend into the background, as your body became heavier and more relaxed with each second. They knew what was going on, but they kept talking, no doubt amused by your dumb expression.

After a minute or two, they stopped, and quickly grabbed a notepad from their coat pocket. While you sat there idly, your mind lost in the spirals, they looked you up and down, writing down note after note about how your body's response to the hypnosis.

And you just sat there, dizzy and unfocused, aroused by the thought of being a test subject for them. They finished writing, and looked into your eyes, which by this point were rolling into the back of your head.

"Mind if we take this further, dear?"

You begged to go deeper, moaning and nodding along to their words. They grabbed you by your sides and gave you a deep kiss, and within an instant, your mind shattered into pieces.

Every single thought you once had, and every spiral in your head, was now replaced with a feeling of powerful arousal towards your tist. You couldn't think of anything else but obedience, and as they grabbed the device you could feel yourself prepared to do whatever they told you.

"Kneel" , they said, clicking the button again. Your body obeyed automatically, and drool fell down your chin as the clicking noise bounced around your head.

It all felt so wonderful. So incredibly arousing. Your mind felt hijacked, filled with downloaded images and programs, meant to brainwash you. It didn't help that your partner's device was loaded with settings, from simple commands to personality changes, all of which felt incredibly easy to follow.

What came after was a series of rigorous tests, to see every strength of the device. You were made to obey, each command feeling like an intense jolt of pleasure. You were posed, showing off in tons of pretty ways and feeling like the most beautiful thing in the world while doing it. Your IQ was altered, re-added and re-drained. You were even turned to a cute little maid, happily cleaning your tist's lab for them, while they jotted down page after page of notes.

In those hours, you always felt safe, knowing that you could refuse anything at any point. You felt so loved and appreciated, yet so blank and objectified. You were one of their inventions. Something that was tinkered with, and made better. More obedient. More fun.

And, fortunately, the tests kept going. You drooled all over yourself. You were made into a puppy for a bit, panting as you absent-mindedly played with a pillow. You edged as you made out with your partner, every kiss breaking you even more than the last.

The device was incredibly effective. Noises you couldn't conciously hear and electrical signals you couldn't see. The red laser, affixed to your forehead, making you stare and massaging your head. The clicks, loud and incredibly addicting, training you to respond, urging you to continue.

And then, at some point, you woke up, exactly the same as you were before.

"And that, cutie, is the save state! I can reset you to here and your mind will just return to normal! Are you enjoying these tests so far?"

You cleaned the drool off your chin and said yes. It was nice to know that all of this was temporary, and easily reversable.

"Good! Would you like to go deeper? Maybe do something more arousing?"

It took a bit for you to respond. Not because you were hesistant, but because you couldn't decide between nodding emphatically and begging on your knees. You did some weird combination of the two, which your partner thankfully found adorable.

"Aww, you're such a needy toy. Are you ready?"

Hypnovember Day 19 - Visor

Villains don’t exist. You don’t actually believe in them, do you?

That’s adorable.

If I was an evil villain I’d be monologging my plan to you, wouldn’t I? Telling you how deep you’re about to go. How easily you’ll fall under my control.

How I’ll be able to make you serve me. Mindlessly.

What’s that look on your face, pet? Your eyes seem unfocused.

Don’t worry. You can rest them. I’ll watch over you.

From his perfectly charming smile to his deep brown eyes to the way his hair seemed to always fall perfectly, even when he’d just spent the last hour out for a run.

Stupid Daniel with his gorgeous face.

How could they not see?!

The hatred started when you’d noticed he never actually said anything of use.

Once you’d listened (or tried to, through the door) for 40 minutes as he talked the downstairs neighbour around and around in circles about a noise complaint.

“I’m so deeply sorry.” He’d said. “It’s so difficult for me to think of how you must be feeling. You don’t want to be mad at me, do you? I just hate that sinking feeling I get when someone is mad at me. Just relax. I’m sure we can work something out…”

The conversation ultimately ending up with the neighbour apologising to Daniel.

Then there was the constant sex noises.

Stretched out moans, slowly ramping up and down and up and down, teasing his partner to the edge before bringing them right back again.

It was as if Daniel’s dick was a gift from God.

You found yourself wishing he was into BDSM so he’d gag whoever he had in there. No sex is that good, you thought.

It had been easy to avoid him and his infuriating-ness. Until now.

You stared down at your doormat at the tiny little note scrawled in thick black ink “LEFT WITH NEIGHBOUR”.

Of course it had.

It had been a long day at work. You were exhausted, and all you wanted was for you and your package to be left alone.

Away from the rhythmic thudding and moans from next door. Thud. Thud. Thud.

Away from Daniel.

You didn’t even wait for him and whoever he had in there to finish. In a huff you slammed your fist against his door.

The orgasmic moans echoed for a moment, and then shuffling was heard. The door opened.

Now, you’d expected the door to open just enough for a conversation. A tiny crack. After all, every tenant in the building knew what had just been happening, so you’d expected some shame.

But this was Daniel.

He swung the door full-force open, shirtless, bed head, and a very revealing half-askew boxers.

“…Yes?”

You cleared your throat and willed your face to turn back to its original, not flushed colour.

“You have a package for me.” You said, looking down at the floor.

He followed your gaze but looked between his legs instead.

“Do I?” He teased, before turning to retrieve the box.

“Y-You should keep it down, you know.” You found the courage to say.

“Sorry about that.” He laughed, handing you the package, your fingers touching his.

“Y-Yeah, well…”

“You’re welcome to join if you’re feeling left out.” He looked up at you through his eyelashes.

You angrily looked for signs of joking on his face. When you didn’t find any, you exploded.

“And what makes you think I’d want to do that?!”

“Oh… nothing.” Your eyes trail down his abs towards-

You shake the thought out of your head.

“I just have this thing about me, you know? I tend to draw people in.” He comments. “I don’t know if it’s my eyes that you could get lost in, or how you imagine my hands on your chest pushing you down onto the bed, or maybe it’s the way my words just push every rational thought out of that pretty head of yours…”

You realised your mouth was open slightly. You snapped your gaze away from his eyes, then his lips, and then his boxers.

Fuck.

It was like his body was magnetic. You felt your legs heavily moving towards him, the rational part of your brain sinking back for something else to take over.

What’s worse, you felt yourself drooling.

“There’s just something so alluring, isn’t there? The mystery of the unknown. That constant sound. Don’t you want to experience bliss like that?” He asked you.

Your anger had faded. Your mind, a puddle, melted by that look in his eyes.

He was growing taller. No. Your knees were buckling. Sinking. You were kneeling in front of him. Your mind a constant flow of his voice. Sink. Kneel. Obey. Drop.

Your eyes looked up at him. Glossy. Blank.

“Why don’t you come inside.”

Medical kink

Drugging kink

Bondage (being strapped to a table or chair)

Potential for brainwashing

Latex gloves (😵‍💫🤩🥰🥵)

while my boyfriend is getting the head of his cock lined up with your wet fucking hole

keeping you spread wide open for him as his cock sinks into you

Employee Review: service oriented, team player

My only purpose is pleasing cock....

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