Hollie always kept coming back. And she fucking hated that fact.
    When Bex had first challenged Hollie, it was a simple game at first. Hollie had insisted to her hypnokinkster friend that she was not into hypnosis. And as much as she supported Bex's kinks, she wasn't into it. She definitely wasn't. She wasn't, right? But when Bex seated her in front of the metronome, the wand swinging back and forth, back and forth... Trance just felt right. It felt wrong to stay awake for too long watching the hand tick.
    Hollie couldn't believe herself. But every time she'd be at her best friend's house, Bex would offer the metronome. Hollie's immediate thought would be "fuck no!" and then she'd just be stuck thinking. Thinking about how great it'd be, to listen to that ticking again. Hollie would try her hardest to say no. But it was too hard to resist. And usually, Bex was already bringing out that damn metronome.
    One day, Bex confronted Hollie. Hollie realized there was no more hiding her blatant kink. "So are you still going to tell me you're not a hypnokinkster, or are you going to keep lying?"
    Hollie rolled her eyes, seething through her teeth. "I'm not into hypno. I'm just a standard run-of-the-mill vanilla girl. I'm not kinky in the slightest." She wanted to turn the tables on Bex to prove the point -- bring out her own pocket watch or spiral or whatever -- but she had a little more grace than that.
    "Which is why," Bex reached under the table as Hollie shook her head. "You don't say no whenever I pull this bad boy out."
    "Please, Bex, just... just... I..." Hollie racked her brain trying to say the phrase 'put that thing away', but she couldn't. Why did her head hurt so damn badly? "We don't... have to," was the most she could strain out.
    "Aw, but we do," Bex cooed demeaningly. Why did that make Hollie feel so hot? "I've already hypnotized you, after all. Many, many times."
    Hollie raised an eyebrow, and even that felt forced. "You... have?" The ticking. The damn ticking made it so hard to think. She shook her head -- there was no way she could keep doing this. "B-but... I thought..."
    Bex interrupted her. Hollie didn't have to finish. "I just made you all relaxed? Nah. I made you addicted to trance. Addicted to me. Just like a yo-yo, you always keep coming back to me, and to this sweet, sweet ticking."
    Hollie shook her head. She knew deep down Bex was right, even if she didn't want to believe it... she wasn't that easy. She wasn't a hypnoslut.
    "Don't worry, Hollie," Bex smirked. "All you have to do is drop for me again, feel yourself becoming more hooked on trance." Despite her inner loud protests, Hollie did just that. "Good. And now, the most important part: you get to service me."