Hypnosis is a wonderful thing!I

The first ever words of my master echoed through my head as I bit down on my lip.

Life had changed since when I started sessions with them. Back then I was lonely and desperate, without a purpose in my life. They found me and gave me purpose. And I am grateful for that. But I’m starting to think I can’t stay in this forever. This soup of sexual high.

A blush creeps up on my face as I remember the degenerate things I have done in the last several months.

A discord chat opens up behind my closed eyes, scrolling through every masturbation video, every voice message begging them, every nude I’ve ever sent.

I squirm in my seat, thighs squeezing together. There is a small part of me that finds it arousing, how far I took things.

The voice of a co-worker breaks me out of my thoughts. I jump up from my chair.

It will stop. Tonight, I will talk to Mast- I mean, them. Surely it will be as easy as telling them I don’t want to continue this..?

The sky has darkened, my feet ache inside my heels as I trudge back home, abstract anxiety gripping my stomach.

I open my laptop immediately, sending a quick message.

Hi, I don’t think I will be able to continue our sessions anymore.

I stare at the screen for a few moments, then as if jolted by electricity I get up to do other things. I shower, I fold my clothes, I change into my night clothes all to avoid the new messages pinging on my screen.

Seated on my bed, wrapped in my blanket, I look at the chat again.

Aww baby, whyy?

Is it the timing, i can move you around if you want..

No.. it’s not the timing, I just..

Hmm?

Don’t want to do it anymore..

Silence.

A video. 

I click on it and my own form stares back at me. My own pleading voice filling my headphones. “Please Master, please please..”

Multiple more follow, different sessions, different words, same humiliation.

You think Charlotte from work you appreciate these? I know she likkesss you.

The words reflect off my horrified eyes. They recorded all our sessions together. I can almost hear the snicker in their voice.

DOnt! Why do you have these!!

Aww come onnn, you’re so precious when you’re begging

Master please

Mhmm, exactly like that

Ugh! They are so unserious.

I mean it. Don’t send them to anyone, Please delete them.

Why should I do what you tell me hmmm,

Cause, the videos are mine.

No babyy, they’re mine, you’re just in them. I made the videos. I made you.

My teeth grab my lower lip in nervousness. Habitual butterflies fluttering in my stomach. Demanding won’t work with them.

Ok, is there anything I can do to make you change your mind?

That’s the spirit! Are you gonna beg babyy, that’s what you like right

The giggly tone sends a pang of worry through me. This is a joke to them. Well they’re never serious..

Master please, what can I do to stop you from keeping these videos.

Oh myy, you’re serious, ugh boring, lighten up

How much are you going to make me beg!

Ok ok sweetheart, all i ask is one last session? To say our goodbyes

I can almost hear the dramatic sigh in their voice.

A video call ringtone startles me.

I didn’t agree to it yet!

Come onnn babbyyy please, pick upp, I wanna see your beautiful faceee
I promise I won’t get hard the moment I look at it ;)

Heat pools in my stomach, This is not the time- I pick up the phone.

“Hii babbyyyy, I missed you.” Their honey smooth voice, the hint of amusement, blankets me. I start to feel hot in my clothes.

“Hi..”

“Awww are you upset! What happened! Something happened at work?”

“No, no, everything was fine. I- it was a good day.”

“Aww good job babbyy I’m so proud of you!”

The words ripple through my chest. I can see that they’re manipulating me. But that’s how it works between us. Their honey words wrap around me till I’m blank in pleasure. So the only thing I hear is their words. I did good!

I smile shyly.

“God you’re soo pretty. I’m so jealous of whoever gets to have you.” A soft, strangled moan leaves their mouth. “Fuck sorry. I couldn’t keep my promise.”

“No no, it’s ok! I love it when-” I stumble into the statement before I can’t stop myself. I blush.

“You love it when you what, huh? Haha! You’re so cuteee.”

“Don’t tease mee-” I whine, my stern, put on, demeanor melting away.

“You like it though baby, I have several videos and texts to prove it.”

The mention of videos brings me back a little.

“Master Please-” Before I can finish they interrupt me.

“Drop.”

Instantly my body slumps, my eyelids droop and my eyes unfocus. 

—

“Baby.. what’s going onn?” My eyes focus again, my brain trying to concentrate on their words.
 

I let out a confused hum. I’m naked, completely, my sleep shirt is pooled around me, I don’t know where my pants are. My legs are propped up in complete view of the camera. “Hmm?”

They laugh, “It’s ok baby we’re just doing a routine session. I made it so you forget some commands.”

Oh. I let out a pathetic whine. The awareness of my body returning to me. My pussy is sore and dripping as it often does at the of long edging sessions. There’s a small part of me that registers something is wrong.

“Uncomfy.” I pout.

“Awww sweetheart, it’s because I’ve teased you so much. You took it so well baby.”

A soft smile takes over my face, I turn shy at their praise.

“We’ll go one last time ok? You can remember this one.”

“Thank you Master.” 

“That’s my Good girl.”

I smile again, feeling warm inside.

“Drop.”

My mind becomes hazy again. It’s like watching myself from a different room. A mere by-stander while my master uses my body to please themselves. 

I feel my fingers slide over my slick clit as their commands flow over me. The stringy slime of multiple denied and ruined orgasms aid the slow circular movement. 

I can’t decipher their words consciously. My body moves on its own accord, no wait, on their accord. 

This is how it’s always been. Them training me, edging me, denying me, so when-  Wait what was it that they were training me for? A big build up, mfgh- 

Thinking of the word build up made me squirm, I was suddenly aware of pressure building up in my body, the pleasure building up.

“Ahh,” I heard myself moan.

“Fuck baby you moan so pretty,” their voice trembled as if they were touching themselves while watching me. 

I squirmed and moaned loudly again.

This pleasure….

This pleasure you’re feeling will be doubled when you ____ baby. I promise. I’ll be there to see your face when it does. 

Their words from our first edging session float into my brain.

When I what? What is it that this is leading up to? I feel like I’m missing something. 

My eyebrows must have scrunched in concentration because they asked not a moment later, “What’s wrong baby?”

“I.. think..”

“Haha silly girl, no thinking for you.”

A sound rumbled in the back of my throat.

“All I want you to focus on is building up to your orgasm,”

AH! Orgasm, that’s what. After sessions of edging they would let me orgasm. Their conditioning, their lessons, they would all culminate in a beautiful, powerful, soul shaking orgasm. When that happens I will feel-

“Pleasure. That’s all I want you to focus on.”

My head tilted back, finger frantic and urgent.

“That’s right baby. You’re so close, baby, I can see it.”

…Something’s wrong with their tone. It’s like that of a child seeing you fall for their prank. They want something.

“Remember I’m doing this for your own good.”

Oh no, oh no, oh no. I’m missing something.

My frantic movement turns into a panicked one. I lower my head, gaze moving from the ceiling to my hands, almost as if I started playing an RPG.

I catch a glimpse of their smirk on my screen. They know that I’m onto them, but they also know I don’t have all the information.

I can still feel the pleasure building, my eyes rolling, my legs moving around. But suddenly this has become a battle of control. Not even with Master. A battle of control with my own body. 

Tears well up in my eyes. My conscious mind has a million alarm bells ringing but my body is chasing pleasure, drowning in obedience.

“Give up babbyyy you know it’s already over. There’s only one thing you can do now. Drop.”

My eyelids flutter, it feels like a blanket has been thrown over my worries.

A loud moan escapes my mouth as all the physical stimulation comes to the forefront. My legs close, my cramped hands quicken its desperate pace.

“You’re under my control and you know it.”

“I’m under your control.”

“You crave it.”

“I cra- aagh, I crave it.”

Words spill out of my mouth, hearing what I’m saying pushes me to the edge. A wave of sin builds in my body, rushing to the shore where I stand, panicked. It is ready to swallow me whole.

“You will cum..”

“I will cum.” 

“In 3..”

“3..”

“2.”

“2..”

“And..You’ll remember.”

“An-nd… ahh.. remember what?”

“2, anddd.”

“...”

“And-”

“Ugh Please! Please.”

“Hahah, you’ll remember what you’re missing. 1.”

Before my brain could process his words my body collapsed forward shaking at the violence of the orgasm. My mouth was open, my eyes were completely rolled back into my head. I felt like I was blacking out. I might be.

Amidst the haze an old conversation floated to mind. 

This pleasure you’re feeling will be doubled when you finally orgasm baby. I promise. I’ll be there to see your face when it does happen, me taking over your mind. I control your body right now. But when I finally let you cum you will be mine complete. Irreversibly, forever.

The haze clears and I gaze upon their smiling face.

“You did so good, sweetheart. How did it feel to finally cum?”

“Godly.” 

“Hmm it was divine to watch you baby.”

“Thank you Master.” I smiled.

I felt like I was floating on a cloud. A warm feeling bloomed from head to toe. This is exactly where I belong. This is what I was meant to do, meant to be.

“You want us to stop?”

“NOoo!”

“Then why did you try to leave me. Hmm? That really hurt me.”

Guilt twisted around my heart. Gravity pulled me from my cloudy haven.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. Please don’t stop right now.”

They stayed silent.

“Please. I was stupid. I belong to you. Body and mind. I will stay with you. Punish me but keep me please. Make me feel pleasure like that again.”

“Ok. Since you’re asking sooo cutely I will consider it. Now stick your tongue out and wag your tail for the camera.”

I jumped up onto all fours in an instant. Pink tongue lolling out, my ass swaying from side to side.

“Good girll~ I trained you so well. Let’s continue shall we?”

“Yes Master!”

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