Small Trances

The Word

by C. H.

Tags: #D/s #dom:female #dom:male #f/f #pov:bottom #sub:female #consensual_non-consent #f/m #hypnosis #hypnotic_language #hypnotized #microfiction #mind_control #mindbreak #pov:top #sub:male

Welcome! This is a series of self-contained hypnosis scenes. They have little to no plot, but in each of them someone surrenders.

Specific content warnings will be found at the start of each story. For this one: memory play, masturbation, humiliation.

You look very pretty there, squirming on the floor, with the vacant, stupid look that becomes a toy like you. You’re rubbing yourself wantonly. You want release: you’re wet already, bucking lightly as if you were grinding yourself against the air. But I have hypnotized you and made you forget a very important word:

“So,” I say, “what is it that you need? I don’t know. You have to tell me.”

And you reply, “I-I need — I need to — I don’t know, Master!”

“You must know. Maybe, let’s see… Do you need to… call, call someone?”

“Call,” you say, as if savoring the word. “Call… No, I don’t need to call, it’s not call.”

“Do you need to run? Be someplace else fast?”

“No, don’t need to run!”

“To cook? To make a meal, are you hungry?”

“It’s not that! Please, Master, tell me what I need, I can’t take it,” you say, and there’s anguish in your voice. You’re feeling that, more and more intense, and you want to let it out, but the word you’ve forgotten is the only key to open your mind and body…

Clean? Claim? Clamp?,” I propose, one word after another.


Cull? Cut? Cuss?”

“No! It’s not any of those! Master!,” you plea, almost convulsing, on the edge of something you still can’t name. “Please, I beg you!”

“Oh, wait,” I say. “Could it be that you want to CUM?”

“AAAAA!,” you say, releasing all the pleasure within yourself, completely overwhelmed, incapable of any conscious thought except one:

That was the word!

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