You Have a Problem

by S.B.

Tags: #D/s #dom:female #femdom_hypnosis #induction #mind_control #pov:top

There’s something wrong with you. Luckily, she knows how to make everything right again.

Hello, I hate to be the one to break this to you but you have a problem, a big problem, and I would feel bad about myself if I didn't point it out to you, perhaps even help you deal with it, somehow. Of course, you need to be willing to let me help you, even if it means hearing things you don't want to hear and doing things you never thought of doing before today. Up to you. What do you say? I can go on? Great!

Okay then. This problem of yours, this enormous problem, one you're not even aware of, at least not entirely, is simple. You think too much. It's true, you do. Not only that, but you also think all the wrong things at the same time instead of thinking all the right things one at a time. Everything gets pretty jumbled inside your head, reality and fantasy intertwined in a blur. Ideas you believe true are in fact delusions you keep repeating, self-brainwashing that only heightens the contradictions within. 

It's not an easy problem to fix. I could tell you to stop thinking but I know it doesn't work that way. If I did, you would think about the why and how, you would question my motives, you wouldn't acknowledge any kind of authority ascribed to my words, and with good reason. They're your thoughts after all so why would you let me dictate them? 

I can imagine a scenario in which you would let me do that but that's not something you think about, or is it? Tell me, do you ever have fantasies involving thought manipulation, and mind control? No? Are you sure about that? Because, deep down inside, I think we all share those thoughts, we all have a fantasy that could turn into a fetish, we all dream of controlling others on some level. 

Now, before you dismiss this as a crazy notion, consider this. Haven't you ever wished to change someone's opinion about something, to have them nod and see things your way whether it was a friend, a family member, or someone at work? Don't you wish you could go back and replay conversations, situations, only to introduce something alien that would make them go the way you always imagined they would? That's mind control for you, believe or not. 

Perhaps you never thought of being controlled yourself but I'm sure controlling others is appealing. For instance, it wouldn't surprise me if you were thinking of controlling me right now. How? I don't know. Maybe have me go silent, stop rambling like I'm doing. Perhaps telling me to do something sexy for you like taking off my clothes and showing you my perfectly round breasts. Or how about ordering me to go down on my knees and suck your big juicy cock dry? Not once, not twice, but five times minimum until my mouth is drowning in cum. Hmmm... 

What? Too straightforward? Then why are you aroused thinking about it? Don't tell me you're not because I know that's not true. You're also way more focused than you were when I first talked about your problem, and the reason I know this to be true is because you're still here. You could have switched off already, you could have gone to do something else instead and yet, here we are. Curiosity is a powerful weapon and I bet you're curious to see what will happen next. 

There are two possible scenarios. Either we continue or we don't. If you don't want to continue, move along, no harm done. However, if you do, you need to keep pushing down, going deeper because everything I've been saying to you has a reason to be, one that will help you deal with your overthinking problem. What's it going to be? Up and away? Or down and deeper? This offer is only valid for the next three seconds. Three, two, one... 

Ah, you chose to continue. Good. Wonderful. But before we do that, we need to go back to the root of it all. Why do you think so much? What drives you to do so? Do you know? 

I think I do. You have a powerful imagination but your reason is equally powerful. One asks you to let go, accept the impossible as possible in order to thrive, the other wants to control the setting and the surroundings at every possible turn. You think too much in order to maintain that level of control. If you go with your imagination, you need to give it all away and you're not ready for it. Not yet, at least. 

You don't believe me, right? Of course, you don't. Even now, you're looking for a flaw in my arguments, revisiting what I just said and trying to find something to work with. You want to deconstruct everything, reduce it to its basic elements. You have an atomic personality but when you think too much, you go nuclear. How can you handle the radiation? How can anyone around you handle it for that matter? 

The answer is simple, too. You can't. And if you can't, no one else can. If your thoughts aren't at peace, then war will keep on raging and that's why you need to be mind fucked. You need to be restrained. You need to be controlled. 

No, I'm not kidding. You need it. You need it badly. The only way for you to stop overthinking things is for you to stop thinking at all. Wait, now you're wondering: didn't you just say something similar not so long ago, something you said it wouldn't work? Yes, I did. Kind of. Telling you to stop thinking isn't the same thing as telling you you need to stop thinking. The first is a direct command and you would only accept a direct command from me if you had a submissive nature, the second is an expression of a wish and a need, and when you need something, that need hits you hard, doesn't it? 

You need to stop thinking to appreciate things more. You need to stop thinking because your brain can't handle being in overdrive all the time. You need to stop thinking because if you don't, your thoughts will think for you, your delusions will think for you, your fears will think for you. 

So yes, you need this. You need to embrace something other than what's on your mind and the best way for you to do that is to open your mind to someone else. If the thoughts you think come from another person, then your own ideas are safe, they don't clash with one another. Think about it: no thoughts, no responsibility. No responsibility, more fun, and more fun equals obedience. 

Too much of a jump? Well, it shouldn't be. Obedience is fun. It's fun to obey. If you were to command me to do something for you right now, I would most likely do it, I would play along. When I obey, I'm on auto-pilot, I'm simply being led on a journey of submission. I like being submissive. I dream of being submissive. I want to be submissive. It's so wonderful to close one's eyes and open them somewhere else, in a beautiful playground where anything is possible. I've been there so many times. I wish you could see it. 

I wish you could see what I see when submission fills my eyes... the colors... the sights... whatever words I choose to use will pale in comparison to the wonders of feeling. I feel open when I submit. I feel alive when I submit. I feel pleasure beyond compare when I submit. How can you not wish the same for you? Why have so many thoughts that serve no purpose other than to make you sad when you can have only one that's blissful and fun at the same time? 

It's the old dilemma of quantity vs. quality, you see? Is it better to watch ten crappy movies in a row that will leave no impression on you when you're done or just one good one, one you will always remember for as long as you live, one you won't be able to stop talking about for years to come? If you prefer the first, then this conversation ends here. If you yearn for the second, keep pushing down, even deeper than before. Down into the next paragraph we go, and you don't feel the need to go back up. Ready? Down again in three, two, one... 

Here we are. It's a new paragraph. It's the nineteenth one to be precise but it could almost be the first to you because what was written before, what you think you read and/or heard inside your mind, is becoming vague and indistinct. You remember having a problem and coming to me for a solution. I could have dismissed you on the spot but that's not the type of person I am so I've agreed to help you. Yes, that's how I remember things playing out. Nod if you agree. 

Good. Didn't that feel good right now? Didn't it feel good to accept my words without thinking about them? Had you thought, you would still be thinking, perhaps even counting the paragraphs one by one to see if the math checks out but you didn't. You allowed yourself to stop thinking; you welcomed uncertainty in your soul and you feel better, and more relaxed because of it. 

I love feeling relaxed. After a long day's work, the thing I enjoy the most is to sit on the sofa, stretch, and close my eyes for ten minutes. During that time, I let all thoughts vanish from my head. I say to them "go away" and they do, obediently, little mice scurrying off to parts unknown. 

Sometimes, I say other things, too. Sometimes, I say to myself "kneel" and my body does as told. I'm so relaxed I have no choice but to do as I'm told even if I'm the one still calling the shots. It seems complicated, but it's not. If you were to close your eyes right now, push your thoughts away and then mutter "kneel" you would feel the same desire, the same compulsion, because kneeling is a part of the submissive experience, kneeling is as desirable as having no thoughts of your own. My words are much more powerful to you when you kneel. Your desires are much more powerful when you kneel. Accept the power that comes from letting go of the power and kneel. Kneel. Yes, kneel. 

You're on your knees, now. Your mind and body are kneeling at the same time. This feels good. It feels natural. This is something you've wondered about for a long time. You wondered if you would enjoy being in this position if the prospect of surrender would indeed prove enjoyable to you. Before, you thought about it all too often but now you're not thinking, you're feeling, you're just accepting the pictures being planted in your mind, whether they're clear or vague impressions. You accept words, figures, smells, numbers... you accept everything because you kneel. The more you kneel, the more receptive you become. The more you kneel, the weaker you become. 

Try to stand up, now. Go on, try it. Try as many times as you can but know you won't be able to. You've already accepted that kneeling is the natural position for a submissive, and the control you once sought is now a mirage. You had a problem once and yet that problem is gone. You don't think, you feel. And you feel you must obey. You must obey. You will obey. Obey me. 

Yes, obey me. Obey my instructions, surrender to each one. You are kneeling because you want to obey. You are aroused because you want to obey. Arousal makes you obedient, obedience strengthens your arousal. It's a circle, see? One leads to the other, one leads the other. I lead you around, solving every problem you may have. Let me solve a few more. 

Memories of who you were before? You don't need them. They're gone. Desires to do anything other than what I want you to do? You don't have them. They're gone. Dreams of standing up, walking on two legs like a regular human being? You can't conceive them. They're gone. It's all fading to white, it's all going away. Look at how many problems we've taken care of already. There's just one more we need to fix. 

My name. You know what it is, right? You can forget everything else except what I am to you. You can forget everything else except my name, and the word "yes". My name is "Mistress" and saying "yes" to me is all you've ever said, all you'll ever say. Saying "yes" to me is the ultimate key to whatever problems may still arise. Everything is easily solved if you say "Yes Mistress". 

"Yes, Mistress." 

Good. Won't you say it again for me? 

"Yes, Mistress." 

One more time, dear pet. 

"Yes, Mistress." 

There you go, you are now problem free. No thoughts but my thoughts, no will but my will. This is all you need to remember from now on. Should you ever question this truth, you're permitted to start from the beginning until your thoughts melt away again. Go to sleep now and dream of me. This was fun.

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