Hypnovember 2021 Shorts

Pendulum

by Skaetlett

Tags: #cw:noncon #clothing #D/s #exhibitionism #f/f #f/nb #humiliation #m/nb #nb/nb

Lisa's eyes darted from left to right, back and forth, as Anne held the purple yarn pendulum just enough above the catgirl's forehead. Jasmine had it handcrafted just for Lisa, and gave Anne permission to use it as well. Her fingernails dug into the lush carpet as Lisa tried to stay focused. Anne had offered to play a game with her. Lisa assumed she meant a video game, but before she knew it, Anne had whipped out her favorite yarn ball on a string. Lisa would have rolled her eyes if staring wasn't so hot.
    Left.
    Right.
    Left.
    Right.
    "Remember, kitten, paws on the floor." Lisa didn't need the reminder. Anne had told her that was the game, and she made that quite clear. Her hands shook, though, as she tried to stop her artificial cat instincts to swipe at the chain. It was so pretty. So alluring. She didn't want to take her eyes off of it. Anne watched the catgirl's dilated pupils with a smirk on her face. The head maid knew Lisa was getting off on this, and that she was getting ready to bounce. That was the fun in it. That was the game.
    Left.
    Right.
    Left.
    Right.
    The pendulum began to naturally slow down, following the laws of physics. Anne wouldn't have that. She started the pendulum back up again, and Lisa's head jolted just a little as the monotony was disrupted. Lisa wanted to hiss at the pendulum. She hated that she wanted to hiss. As much as Jasmine and Diana conditioned her, she was still a person! So why did she have to make such an effort to keep her hands on the floor? Sitting in front of Anne like this, on her hands and knees, was completely degrading. And yet, she couldn't protest. All she could do was stare.
    Left.
    Right.
    Left.
    Right.
    Lisa's hands trembled. She wanted to pounce. To play. To hunt. She couldn't help it -- her owners were just that good at hypnosis. Her instincts overtook her and she grabbed the yarn ball, kneading it like a stress toy as Anne gently laughed at her. Lisa didn't even care anymore.
    "Oh, kitten," Anne smirked. "You're so fun to play with, you know that?"

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