trophy boy

Laid out for your enjoyment

Not from everybody. Maybe your best friend knows, or your partner. Maybe you've made friends, forged relationships, made memories with people who share the same secret.

But not everyone knows. You're still keeping it hidden from some people in your life.

Your little kink.

The fact that you get so much pleasure out of being drained of all thought, all resistance, all free will. You're so, so deeply weak when it comes to the idea of mumbling sleepily, new thoughts and mantras filling your head while you whisper "I obey."

You hide it from some. Not everyone knows.

Wouldn't it be so easy to spill your secret, though?

You already feel the temptation. Whenever mind control pops up in media, when you see an advertisement that utilizes spinning spiral imagery, your secret presses against your lips. It takes self control to not blurt out what a horny, mindless toy you are.

Silly thing.

You don't want self-control, do you?

How long do you think it'll be before you can't fight it anymore?

It'll slip from your lips one day. Maybe soon, maybe far in the future. But you could always slip up, let your tongue get a little too loose...

...and everyone would see you for what you really are.