“I could get up,” Sarah said, her voice sounding thick and muzzy in her ears. “I could get up any time I wanted to. I just… don’t feel like it right now, okay? I’m feeling cozy. The couch feels soft, and nice, and, um… soft.” She shifted slightly, finding a position that somehow felt even more comfortable than the previous one. “I just don’t need to stand up right now, that’s all. I can just lie here and watch the crystal and relax.”
Her eyelids fluttered, but somehow the bright blue pendant captivated her attention just enough to keep them from closing. “I could get dressed,” she mumbled, in response to a statement that seemed to slip out of her mind before she could really think about it. “But I don’t need to. It feels so nice like this, so free and open and relaxing. That’s why I took off those tight, restricting clothes to begin with.” Sarah knew it was more complicated than that, but it was simply easier to elide all those shifting rationales down to her own wants and needs. She didn’t need to think about what she was being told to do. She was independent and free-willed and everything she was doing was something she wanted to do.
Like watch the shimmering gleam of the pendant. “I could look away,” she sighed, her hand slowly drifting down to play with her pussy. It was so wet, she realized. When did it get all slick and warm like that? “I just… don’t want to. It’s pretty, and it helps me stop thinking. I want to stop thinking. I want to focus all my attention on the pretty rainbows inside the crystal and listen to your words.” She was openly masturbating now, her fingers pumping in and out of her cunt and smacking into her clit with every thrust. “I don’t need to think about anything you’re saying, because it’s impossible for you to tell me what to do when I’m hypnotized.”
“I…” Sarah was gasping now, forcing the words out between panting breaths as she teased herself to orgasm. “I could wake up. Any time. I wanted. I just, ohhh, I don’t want to. I want to be, oh fuck yes, hhhhypnotized.” One leg was on the floor now, the other pressed into the couch cushions to give her as much access as possible to her tingling pussy. She knew she was giving a show, but the only thing that mattered to her right now was getting herself off. “I’m not worried at all that you, gnnh, that you might make me do things. Think things. It’s impossible, and even if it wasn’t, that sounds…oh GOD that sounds so fucking hot. I wish you could brainwash me right now.”
The heel of her hand slapped furiously against her labia as her fingers became a blur of motion. “I could, unnnh, I could disobey. But I don’t want to, I want to be, wanna be obedient and cum for you, please, please make me an obedient brainwashed slave, please fuck my mind away with your words, please ofuck please please please hypnotize me and brainwash me and take all my will away so I never think again please Master PLEASE!” The last few words came out in a desperate squeal, as she felt herself teetering on the edge of climax, just waiting for the permission, the instruction, oh fuck the command to release all her pleasure.
Sarah heard a word, slipping past the edges of her consciousness just like all the others. And she came. Her eyes rolled back in her head, her hips strained up as a gush of sticky fluid coated her fingers, and she lost herself in mindless ecstasy. She could hear a voice speaking to her, but the words vanished into the depths of her mind before she could even register them. “I could think,” she mumbled sleepily, as the orgasm finally subsided. “Don’ wanna, though.” Then she slumped onto the couch and everything went black.
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So hot