A mind of its own
Added 2023-01-01 23:13:12 +0000 UTCYour hypnotist explains to you that you can't cum, but you also can't stop edging.
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“Oh, you silly little toy, no, you don’t get to release. Not yet. No, I haven’t yet heard enough of that sweet music you make. The soft little gasps, the moans. The way you say please over and over again in the hope that it’ll change my mind.” Your hypnotist laughed.
Your hand slowed, the teasing easing as you found yourself taken aback by their bluntness. “But – but what if I decided to stop?” You asked.
They laughed. “Stop? Stop? Oh, toy, why would you stop? My pleasure feels too good for you to stop. I mean, look at you.”
They gestured to your hand. “If you had wanted to stop, you would have done so just then. When you had that small moment of rebellion. Speed up again toy. But don’t cum. Not yet.” Your body obeyed. “No, you’re a little past stopping. It’s not about wanting to.”
They smiled wickedly at you. “No, you can’t stop. If you wanted to, you’d find that your hand was stuck, doing what it’s doing. I’ve given it a mind of its own, and it is filthy. A terribly needy little thing. But, ah, guessing by your moans, you don’t mind, do you?”
