HypNovember 2023 Writings
Day 20: Leverage
by moosezilla
Tags:
#cw:noncon
#clothing
#CW:dubious_consent
#memory_play
#microfiction
#chastity
#D/s
#exhibitionism
#halloween
#humiliation
#hypnotic_amnesia
#orgasm_denial
#pov:bottom
#pov:top
#teasing
HOME STRETCH, Y'ALL!!!
cw: D/s; obedience; emotion play
You blinked a few times as you came out of trance and raised your head to stare back at me. Your eyes flicked toward the clock, noticing the time.
“Um… is that it? That was only a couple minutes…”
“I’m glad you were the one to bring this up… I’ve been noticing lately that you don’t seem to be terribly appreciative of the trance I give you lately.”
“I… no! I’m very grateful! I-”
I put a hand out to silence you.
“It’s okay. I can all but guarantee that in the next few minutes, you’ll have a much greater appreciation for the effort I put in to allow you to go into trance.” I didn’t need to lay it on quite that thick, but it gave me even more of an upper hand in the scene to play with your emotions this way.
You nodded contritely, knowing better than to try to defend yourself, and waited patiently for whatever was coming next.
“If you’d like any more trance today, it’s on you to make it happen. But don’t worry, I’ve given you something of a trigger; I’m not completely heartless.” You kept your eyes on mine, in spite of what I knew would be a very strong urge to roll them. “I’ve turned your left arm into something of a trance lever. When it goes up-” I motioned toward you, indicating that you should try.
You raised your left arm, and your eyes immediately started to glaze over. I watched, amused, as you struggled to keep your arm up as you fell deeper and deeper into trance. The rest of your body slumped slightly, but you fought to keep that left arm in the air. As the trance continued to affect you more and more, however, the muscles in your arm relaxed, and it fell down to your side.
Immediately, you blinked back up out of trance.
“...and when it falls down, you come back up. Would you like to try again?”
You nodded, raised your arm, and fell back into trance.
I sat back in my chair, watching you. Eagerly anticipating the little whimpers and whines that were sure to escape your lips as you were forcibly dragged out of trance again and again, more and more quickly as your arm tired.
No, I didn’t think you’d take trance for granted again anytime soon.