HypNovember 2022 Microfics
Day 13: Resistance
by moosezilla
Tags:
#cw:noncon
#clothing
#exhibitionism
#microfiction
#pov:bottom
#slutification
#sub:female
#bondage
#dom:nb
#drugged
#hypnovember2022
#mindfuck
#nb/nb
#pov:top
#scifi
#sub:nb
"So remember... if you can resist, you get the scene exactly as you requested... but if you drop, then I will use that opportunity to do whatever I want with you. Are you sure you want to make that bet?"
I nodded confidently. I could practically taste the scene I'd asked for.
And with that, I felt them slip their hand into my hair with one hand and caress the back of my neck with the other.
Oh shit, I forgot about that...
I kept my eyes open, pointedly, refusing to go along with the hand swaying back and forth in my hair. Their hand on my neck did feel very nice, though...
No! My eyes had closed as I basked in the sensation of their hand on my neck. I snapped them open again. I knew it would only take one stumble to fall deep.
"Mmm... it feels nice, doesn't it? Do you think it feels as nice as that scene you asked for? Or is this even better?"
It did feel nice... but no! I thought about what I'd asked for as motivation to stay up.
But the fantasy of it... even just the fantasy felt so good... and combined with the hand on my neck... the other hand in my hair... their soothing voice telling me how nice it would feel to just give in...
How I wanted their ideas more than my own, anyway... they always seemed to take my ideas and make them even better...
"Just let me do the thinking for you... I can feel your body swaying, giving in already. How much nicer would it be to stop fighting, let me think for you, let me have my way with you?"
"I..."
I trailed off with a low moan. I was plummeting. From the moment they put their hand in my hair, maybe even from the moment the bet had been made, it had been futile anyway.
Just how I liked it.
And as I plunged into the depths of their voice, of their control, that was when they really got started.