"you said before that you weren't really interested in being hypnotized purely for the sake of it, didn't you?"

they did. they remembered it.

"you told me that it was much more appealing combined with some kind of sexual stimulation. that it wasn't especially exciting without that. didn't you?"

"yeah, i did..."

"but now that i'm asking you to just focus on my voice... to just focus on the trance... to just focus on the feeling of being hypnotized... to focus on the pleasure inside of your mind... the pleasure of being hypnotized... look at that... you're shuddering."

it really did feel good. it was weird, because it wasn't really like they actually felt anything inside of their head, it wasn't exactly a physical sensation, but they did feel something. some kind of pull. a tingle. just the feeling of not really being able to think the same way they usually did was good. like a kind of mental bondage, or something.

it was addictive.

of course, it did also turn them on.

they managed just enough brainpower to say something about it. "i mean... it makes me horny, too, so, like..."

"don't focus on that right now," he said. "just focus on your mind."

it pulled all of their attention back to him. the physical arousal wasn't gone, but it felt a lot more distant. it was weird to feel it fade away so quickly.

"that's right. of course i don't mind it if you enjoy it on some other level... but i do love it when you enjoy the hypnosis itself, without any other distractions. i want your mind to crave it, too. to crave every aspect of it. to love it regardless of any bodily responses. i would like to deepen my control over you just that bit more..."

they'd never felt so blank. it was like there was nothing to do except listen. it felt rewarding and pleasurable on some level they couldn't even fully understand or articulate, in some abstract kind of way.

there was a tiny part of them that was just stubborn enough to respond, to think a little bit about it.

"man, you're really just gonna make me like the control stuff..." they muttered.

he laughed softly next to their ear. "i already have."

"well, like..." they were surprised how quickly the words left them, how long it took them to get them back. "i mean, kind of, but like..."

"is it getting more difficult to argue with me, shark?" they asked slowly. "is it getting more difficult to think?"

it was. it really was.

"i, like..."

"you'll only focus on the trance right now... only focus on listening... you've been doing very well... you're taking to it very well. you've gotten so pliant... isn't that nice?"

"yeah..." they said blankly. "it... it is."

well, that was that, wasn't it? there was no room to think about any of it. it felt good, anyway.