You've just come home, and you noticed the door was ajar. Did you forget to close it? Or lock it? Nervously, you roll inside, closing and locking the door behind you. And that's your first mistake, because I'm already in the house with you.

As you roll into your bedroom to get your shoes off and relax, you have only a moment to see a dark shape flit across your mirror, before it's gone. But it's so hard to turn around in the chair, especially since you locked the wheels. Which was your last mistake.

It only takes me a moment. A few quick steps, and down over your eyes comes the glasses, and down over your ears comes the headphones. I've been priming you for weeks with the idea of it, reblogging hypnosis stuff at you, sending you anons unsigned. So that your mind believes it can work, which is all I need, because you want this, deep down. I'm just going to show you how.

A babble of voices, a low pulsing tone, the sound overwhelms your thoughts. Girls telling you to stop, to be dumb, to let go, to drool your mind away. The goggles show you captivating shapes, and images of girls serving their Masters in ecstasy. In the moments of confusion after I put it on, I've already duct-taped your arms to the chair. You're stuck. It's only a matter of time.

Slowly, the voices wear away your mind. The tones hollow you out. The images promise such pleasure if you just let go and become what you were always meant to be. A thing for my use. Only worried about my pleasure, and getting yours from serving mine.

Your mouth slips open. Your eyes glaze over. Drool drips out over your tits, leaving a pool as I cut away your top. Sensation worms its' way into your brain, as I put vibrating clamps on your nipples, which pulse in time with the other things eroding you.

And finally, the program does its' job, and when the voices tell you to let go and cum your brains out, you do, literally, and what's left of your mind and will, it gushes out of your holes, leaving a puddle for you to sit in as you await my first command.

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