Start Again
Added 2022-12-02 00:22:43 +0000 UTCYour hypnotist locks you in a trap.
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“Oh, come now toy. You can do better than that, can’t you? Come back up.” Your hypnotist’s fingers snapped with that word. “That’s it, up for me now. Good toy. Let’s try this again. I know, I know, you’re so very fuzzy and sleepy.” Their hand brushed down your cheek.
You were back up. Your hand was touching, automatically. “But if you want to cum, then you’ve got to try to stay up with me. You really have to work at it. Even though every bit of pleasure makes you feel so much more comfortable. So much foggier and fuzzier.”
You moaned as their words slipped inside your mind. It felt so very good. Each touch was a spark of languid bliss within you. They laughed as they kept going. “And you do want to cum, don’t you toy? You want to reach that edge and – oh. There you go.”
You could hear their smirk as you reached the edge, and felt your mind topple away again. Your body went limp, and just before you reached that point of orgasmic bliss, you were blank, and dropping deeper than you were before. Ready to go again.
