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You realised that they had continued to climb onto the bed, and were moving higher up. “I want you to focus on something else than your need. Your desire. You get to focus on me right now.” They pulled their underwear down, lazily flicking them across the room, and grinned.
They smirked as you looked up at them, mouthing silent pleas. They leant over you, one hand tracing down your bare chest. “You look so cute like this. Pent up, desperate, needy. As much as I love hearing you beg, I don’t need to hear it right now.”
“Awh, honey, stop whining. Your voice isn’t needed right now.” Your hypnotist said, pressing a finger to your lips. They giggled as your complaints died on your lips. “I know, I know it isn’t fair. I know, you want to cum. I know that. So you telling me won’t change anything.”
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Your eyes opened. You slipped from the chair you were sitting in, onto your knees. And as your body descended, so did your mind. Sinking into mindlessness. Sinking into empty headedness. Into obedience. You loved being their obedient plaything. You didn’t want anything else.
And then, on top of the looping, recorded, quieter patterns, your partner spoke, in real time. “Just keep sinking, honey. You’re so good for me. Such a good, blank, obedient object for me to fill up with my words. With my control. Present yourself to me.”
“You want to obey.” “You want to be a good plaything.” “Blank and empty.”
“You want to submit.” “You want to drop.” “You need to drop.”
“You need to obey.” “Obedience is pleasure.” “Why resist when you can be a toy?”
There was a humming, thrumming sensation in your mind. Your thoughts were being vibrated into oblivion by the tone that whispered through you. And as they were, your partner’s voice slipped into the empty space where your thoughts once were.
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They laughed again. “You’re such a good plaything for me, aren’t you?” They cupped your chin, nodding your head up and down in agreement. “Yes, yes you are. Blank, brainless. All mine, conditioned and brainwashed until I’m permanently running through that brain of yours.”
“I want your mind so thoroughly conditioned that all I have to do is start talking like this, and you start sinking, and slipping, and drifting, and dropping.” You were already at that stage. Your eyelids were fluttering. Your body sagging into the chair.
You nodded, dimly, as your brain slowed down, and they giggled. “Yeah? Good. That’s what I want. I want you needy. I want you desperate.” As they spoke, arousal began to flicker in your fading brain. A conditioned response. You couldn’t help it. You wanted it more, and more.
You had. They knew you had. They had given you several different short files to loop whilst away from them. And you had been listening to them a lot. They were nice to listen to. “Looping my words deeper into your mind until you’re an unresisting, desperate needy mess for me?”
“Awh, plaything, have you been good for me?” Your hypnotist asked, their familiar cadence slipping into a more hypnotic tone. The one that made your thoughts stumble, and slip. “Yeah? Have you been listening to my voice, over, and over, and over again?”
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“Oh, mortal, you summoned me, using yourself?” They newcomer asked. That’s like, soo cute. You wanted to be my plaything so badly, huh?”
The other demon had just recovered from their shock. “Okay, I know how we can play this. Good demon bad demon?”
The newcomer nodded, hungrily.
“Oh you’ve done it n-” They were cut off, as someone else landed in the circle with you, pushing them to the other side of it.
“I- wha?” The newcomer giggled. They looked soft. Gentle. Their horns were smaller than the other demon’s. As they sat up, you felt a pull to them.
Even so, you stepped into them. Pushing them, and they stepped back, allowing both of you to enter the circle. Where the ingredients still lay. And with a smell of sulphur that pushed away the demon’s scent, the circle illuminated. The demon’s eyes widened.
As they lifted your head to look up, into their eyes, you dimly realised that you were standing next to your circle. What had been missing? You had the ingredients. The sacrifice might have been the failure point… You met their gaze, feeling your mind grow placid.
Their scent was… They smelled good. Intoxicatingly so. A single whiff was enough to send your thoughts spiralling. They laughed. “Oh, human, I feel bad. You seem unprepared for me.” They turned you around, and took your chin in their hand.
Oh. Oh that – that – wait. Had you been close? You pushed away from them, exiting the bed, only for them to appear behind you. “No, mortal. No running. You’ve been messing with the fabric of reality, trying to open a door. And now you have to answer to me.”
What… Soul smudging? What were they talking about? “I- I don’t know wh-”
They were infront of you. Had they- had they walked? They were towering over you, as you sat up on the bed “No? You don’t know anything about extra-planar summoning?” They asked.
Your eyes opened, to a figure leaning in the doorway. Horns raising from their forehead, and wings flapping idly told you quickly that they weren’t human. “Gosh mortal, for someone in trouble, you’re really easy to track down. No smudging your soul or anything.”
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You were just repeating their words in your brain. “Because that’s all you can do.” It was all you could do. “All you can do is absorb my willpower. My control. So just shh, toy. Slip into trance for me. You’re all blank. All mine, to program. To control. My plaything. My toy.”
Their smile widened, and they continued. “But if you really stop and take the time to think about it, you’ll realise that you aren’t thinking at all.” The circle of logic made what was left of your mushed up thoughts fizzle out. “You’re just repeating my words in your brain.”
“No. You’ve got a messy of fuzzy, hazy fog in your head. So, you can’t think, silly.” You made a noise, and they pressed their finger harder to your lips, more forcefully, silencing you effortlessly, as you looked up into their eyes. “Shh. No. I know, I know, you think you can think.”
“Awh, honey, shh – stop trying to think.” Your hypnotist said, pressing a finger to your lips as they shushed you. “That’s for people who have brains. And you don’t have a brain. Not right now.” Your thoughts, which had been struggling, stalled completely as they spoke.
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