#mental conditioning

The day is winding down, which means it's finally, finally! Snuggle time. Attention time? Well, sometimes it's that. Other times, you snuggle close, and my smell hits you, and you're done. A happy sigh, that feeling of quiet spreading through your head. Perfection.

"I'll put a movie on, if that sounds good?"

You barely pay attention as I'm speaking; your other senses are in charge. My smell, the feeling of my muscles under your hands as you gently touch me, and the pets you're getting, and anything else falls away.

"There's that new Mortuary Assistant movie... but it's not a horror night, and you're a soft girl, aren't you?"

You nod against me, hand drifting lower, brushing against a familiar shape. Your mouth waters, and you curl your fingers around it, slowly pumping your hand on instinct.

"I know, I'll just scroll a bit and pick something, shall I? Hmm, a Joe Dante movie might be fun... something light, like Explorers..?"

There's a pause. It's long enough for you to look up into my eyes, and you fall all over again.

"Aww, silly girl. You've already got a blank expression on your face, don't you? You're so weak for me. Well, go on then. Down, girl."

You don't remember the rest of the night, aside from an overwhelming sense of submissive pleasure, and cumming to the point you were crying.

Then again, you know that you don't need to remember it.