HypNovember 2022 Microfics
Day 20: Mark of Ownership
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
I was bathing in an ocean of obedience. Nothing existed but their control over me. And it felt incredible.
"You really love to be under my control, don't you?"
I tried to say "yes", but it just came out as a garbled moan. My mouth wouldn't work properly.
"And you want to stay under my control, don't you?"
Another garbled moan.
"So let's make it official, then. Let's tattoo my name on my property."
I hesitated a little, but as the waves of their control washed over me, I nodded my assent, moaning.
They pulled out a tattoo pen they'd prepared and held it to my skin.
I felt the pain of the needle before the sound of it made it through my muddled mind.
Tattoos were permanent. I would be permanently marked by them, with their name, on my forearm. Somewhere eminently visible. I didn't even care.
Before I knew it, they were done. They showed me their name, permanently at home deep inside my skin. The way they were deep inside my mind.
Some time later, they woke me up out of my trance. As I realized what they had done to me, realized that they had marked me permanently while I couldn't properly consent to it, I started to cry.
They held me close; as upset as I was with them, I desperately needed their comfort. As they took away the tissue that had been drying my tears, they inexplicably wiped it along the fresh tattoo on my forearm.
I braced myself for pain that didn't come.
Instead, the tattoo started to smear, being wiped away by my tears.
I stared, dumbfounded, as they pulled out the washable marker they had used.
"The mindfuck you requested, my dear."