I started awake. Already alarmed - though I couldn't remember why - I tried to look around and figure out where I was. All I could see was a ceiling with those echo-reducing tiles you see in office buildings and hospitals. I couldn't look very far to either side - something was in the way, keeping my head in place so I could barely turn it - and I couldn't look down to see why I couldn't move the rest of my body. When I tried, something pressed on me, like straps, holding me in place. They felt thick and smooth against my skin. I hoped I wasn't naked.

A skinny guy in a white lab coat appeared. He must've heard me gasp. "Oh shoot, sorry, looks like you're awake a little early. It's still booting up." He walked away on surprisingly quiet feet, disappearing from my view.

"What's booting up? Where are we?" He seemed calm, so I calmed down a little, too. If I was in a hospital, he must be here to help me, right? As I relaxed a bit, I noticed something below me starting to thrum.

"Don't worry, everything will be clear soon, just got to get this thing going here, but it won't…oh shoot, did you see me?"

"...yes?" That was a really weird question. I tensed. The thrum stopped.

"Okay, sorry, got it figured out now." I heard the click of a switch being flipped, and was suddenly plunged into darkness.

"Huh? Why did you turn out the lights?"

"I didn't; I turned on the screen. Silly of me, of course it wouldn't start with it off!"

I couldn't see the ceiling anymore. I turned my head as far as it would go to either side, looking for the screen he was talking about, but saw nothing.

"Everything is just dark. What is this? What are you doing anyway?" I was really starting to get worried. This wasn't how hospital techs usually acted. But if they had me strapped down, maybe I had been injured? I wasn't in pain, but didn't want to make it worse, if I had been.

"Everything will be clear soon, don't worry. Sit tight." Like I had any choice, in these restraints! "Try to relax." He sounded distracted, typing away on a clacky keyboard.

I did as he asked, taking a deep, calming breath. As I let it out, that thrumming started again, and a tiny light appeared, right in the center of my view, but just above where I could comfortably look at it. Still, with nothing else to see, my eyes were drawn to it.

"There we go, you're doing great," he said. I was still confused, but that was more like how I expected a hospital tech to sound. His tone was still off, but after all, bedside manner is a whole separate skillset not everyone working in a hospital has.

I took another deep breath. The thing I was strapped to was surprisingly comfortable, and I felt like I was sinking into it a bit. As I exhaled, the light grew, in a way that almost felt like I was getting closer to something. The thrumming below me got a little louder, and I noticed a sort of humming sound that seemed like it came from the light in front of me.

Everything seemed fine, except I still couldn't remember how I got here or what this was supposed to be about. "Is it going to explain what I'm doing here?" I sounded weird, distant.

"Yeah, it'll all make sense, trust me. Just keep watching the spiral."

Spiral? Oh, actually, yeah, as it got closer, I could see the light resolve into a spiral. The thrumming below me and the humming in my ears grew louder, but not uncomfortably so, just enough that I felt surrounded by the hum as the spiral filled my vision. When I turned my head, the spiral turned with me, and I realized the screen the tech was talking about must be on a visor or face shield I was wearing. High tech! So cool! Maybe I hit my head, and this was some kind of neurological exam?

Increasingly fascinated, I watched the spiral flow past. It started to feel like I was floating up into its center as it streamed endlessly past me on every side.

It was at that point that I noticed that the thrumming was coming from something I could feel vibrating against my body, in a position rather inappropriate for a medical setting. Alarmed, I struggled, trying to get away from it. "Hey! Ew!" Surely it wasn't supposed to be doing that? I noticed it got a little softer, and the spiral got faster, when I stopped feeling relaxed.

"Shhhhoot, that's not right, here, let me fix that for you. This should make you more comfortable."

I tried to relax, trusting him to move whatever that was away from - you know. Instead, I heard a faint hiss as the spiral slowed back down, and the air had a slightly sweet scent. Some kind of gas! The screen was on the clear face of some kind of breathing mask, and a gas was flowing in.

I knew I should be alarmed, but it was already too late. I had breathed it in. I tried to struggle, but it was feeble, and somehow speeding up the spiral like that felt wrong. I tried to will myself to fight, or even to panic, but instead, a peaceful euphoria settled in my mind, and I couldn't shake it off.

I tried. I did! But breathing deep felt good. Slowing down the spiral and my heart to a nice, relaxed pace felt great. And the deeper I sank into that relaxation, the more the vibrations felt good. None of this made sense, but I couldn't seem to care, and didn't want to stop.

The vibration adjusted, or maybe I squirmed and shifted, until it found just the right spot. It felt so nice, so serene and pleasureable, I just let go, and let my eyes flutter shut.

When I did, the vibration pulled away. Waking up a little, I opened my eyes, dazed, wondering what was wrong. As soon as I was staring, floating, flying into the spiral again, it came back. I understood.

staring

The word appeared on the screen, and the vibrator intensity flared. It faded away, and the vibrator slowed just a little.

drifting

This word, too, was accompanied by a little extra buzz, and the feeling of floating through space got stronger.

relaxing

I was pretty sure I was as relaxed as I could get, more relaxed than I had ever been in my life.

breathing deep

I noticed my thoughts weren't racing like they usually did. In fact, I wasn't thinking very much at all. That felt…nice. It was a relief. The gas was helping it along.

letting go

I found myself letting go of my last few thoughts, of any remaining worry about what was happening and why. I drifted in bliss, content. The sweet smell, the comforting hum, the beautiful spiral to fly into, the lovely feeling between my legs - everything was perfect.

obeying

I…wasn't as sure about that one? But when the vibrator pulled away, I obediently relaxed it back down onto me. I didn't want to stop.

staring

drifting

relaxing

breathing deep

letting go

obeying

The words I had seen appeared again, each one with its accompanying buzz. This time, all I felt was that blissful contentment.

opening

Confused, I opened my mouth. The vibration slowed. I blushed, realizing, as it gently pushed against me. I hadn't been able to move my legs much before, but as I went to spread them apart and open myself up to more, there was no resistance.

The pleasure increased. As my heartbeat sped up, so did the vibration and the spiral. This time, it felt right. Wherever I was going, I was flying there faster now. That was good.

staring

flying higher

submitting

letting go

giving in

obeying

opening

Now it seemed the words were there along my journey, and I flew up to them and took them into myself while the spiral turned around us, growing more colorful and beautiful as my body began to move. I was still held in place…

safe

comfortable

open

relaxed

…which was great because it meant I stayed right where I should be, everything was right where it should be.

obeying

submitting

giving up control

I barely even registered what the words were saying anymore. It was like they were flowing into my eyes and straight to the deepest parts of my mind without any conscious thought.

moving

enjoying

obeying

It also didn't feel like I was choosing to move my hips. It was just happening. The pleasure and my movements matched the rhythm of the words, my mind and body open to the bliss of obedient

surrender

as I found myself

humping

and pushing it in

deeper

and the words sped up and I sped up and even though I knew

every thrust drives the control deeper, takes away more will, every thrust surrendering deeper

I just let it happen because it felt too good to stop. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me until all my thoughts were washed away

I am an obedient plaything

the words felt like my own thoughts

I surrender to the pleasure

A tiny part of me screamed in terror before it was washed away in obedient bliss and I surrendered.

I give myself to pleasure

I give myself to those I please

I live for their pleasure

I live to serve

I felt myself getting really close to an orgasm, strained and clenched and wished for a brief moment to get my hands down there to help before I remembered to

surrender

obey

and found myself learning as quickly as I thrust

I only cum when commanded

I cum when my controller snaps and tells me to cum

I love to cum

I love to obey

orgasms are better when they're obedient

I'm better when I'm obedient

I love to obey by cumming

I love to obey by waiting to cum

It was so true! I was having a great time, but I really, really wanted to obey with an orgasm.

when I cum my mind surrenders

when I cum my mind and body obey

from the time I hear that snap and I cum, until my owner turns it back on, my mind is off, my will is off, I do only what I'm told, I only obey

when I cum I surrender

when I cum I obey

when I cum my mind switches off

Having my mind turn off the first time had seemed a little scary, I dimly recalled, though I couldn't imagine why because I loved to surrender and obey, and surely having my own thoughts would just get in the way of that

soon I will obey the command to cum for the first time

Oh! That was wonderful. I flew into the spiral, clenching and humping and utterly shameless, realizing dimly that I could hear myself moan with pleasure and whimper with need.

the next voice I hear will be the voice of my controller, and I will obey

I forgot the tech was even in the room, didn't care if he saw me, heard me, because I wasn't thinking about him, wasn't thinking at all.

that voice will control me no

my mind will switch off completely when I cum

I will submit completely when I cum

I will surrender completely when I cum

I will obey completely when I cum

I might've been impatient if I had a will of my own, but I loved obediently waiting to cum.

10

I was a little confused to find myself thinking a number

9

but I didn't really worry about it

8

I was too busy submitting to the pleasure

7

I was so ready to surrender the last of my mind

6

as I joyfully thrust the control deeper and deeper

5

as I did nothing but obey

4

as I was lost to the pleasure

3

no more thoughts

2

only surrender

1

I heard a snap. "Cum."