Hypnosis Time with My Lord Pt 1
Grabbing its earbuds—already naked and wet—it curls up in its bed, a pleasant heat already fogging up its thoughts and floating its eyes upwards into such a delicious eye roll. Awareness of the soothing pressure of the elastic choker against its supple skin having it bite its lip in further anticipation.
Every day graced by its lord’s presence, every day basking in the glow of security and of being chosen. To be used and manipulated and programmed even further down into complete and unyielding submission.
Smiling at the recollection of—what was it again? Deeper breaths silencing the efforts to remember the previous trances’ events. Further probes met with deeper stronger tugs on its eyes upward and deeper fuller breaths, breathing out all desire and curiosity to push forward. Not that it isn’t important, just accepting and obeying that good playthings don’t need to know, don’t need to remember, just need to enjoy and be grateful and be eager for all the daily time it gets trained and used further.
All this before even hearing its lord’s voice during their daily calls. Head weighing heavier and heavier into its satin pillow, nuzzling the softness against its cheek. Ping, and the ‘rdy’ appears. Another pleasant smile and sigh of contentedness. Its time with its lord is here once again.
