Hypno Wordle
by The Traveling Master
"Don't look at me like that. You agreed to this little game remember?" he said with a smile, sitting in his favorite lazy chair.
I continued to stare him down for a brief moment before my inner despair bubbled up to the surface.
I continued to stare him down for a brief moment before my inner despair bubbled up to the surface.
"I know but but..." I said, pleading. "This is a cruel and unusual punishment! I haven't earned this cruelty at all! Haven't I been a good little sub for you? Haven't I behaved and obeyed all your requests with a sweet eager smile?"
"You certainly have and I’m proud of you for it." he said, sipping his drink.
"So why not just drop me then? Pllleeeassseee.... With sugary blowjobs on top?" I said as I put on my best puppy dog eyes.
He chuckled.
"I'm not saying you won't drop tonight.” he said as he looked at his phone, ignoring my pretty eyes. “I'm saying that you need to drop yourself by finding the trigger word through the game. If not... Well... You might still drop tonight... But you won't remember. You do remember THAT, don't you my dear?"
“Yes Sir... I do remember.” I said as I sighed.
“Prove it.” he said as he lifted his eyes from the screen to look at me. “Remind me of the rules of our little Wordle game.”
His eyes took on the steely quality that sent a shiver down my spine. His authority had this way of being... Felt... At that moment, he wasn’t my gentle and caring lover...
He was my Dom.
It took all my fragile self control to keep myself on the bed and not go kneel at his feet. I wanted him to play with me... Drop me... Use me... I wanted to feel his control and he knew it. Craved it just as much as I did.
But that was not part of the game, so I stayed put and complied with his request.
“The rules of the Wordle game...” I said as I licked my lips. “State that if I can’t discover the trigger word you set up in the Wordle game, I don’t get to experience my beloved trance.”
“Which means...” he urged me on.
“Which means...” I said with a cute pout. “That you can still drop me and play with me... But I’m not allowed to remember it.”
“Exactly. And what happens if your pretty little brain DOES work out the trigger word?”
“Well I instantly drop of course!” I said with a wink. “But my reward is that I remember all of it! And I get to be played with for hours!”
I couldn’t contain my excitement at the thought of being played with like that. He’s done so on numerous occasions and every time, his creativity ensured that I collapsed in his arms feeling utterly satisfied and fulfilled.
“Hours might be stretching it my dear.” he said as he looked down at his phone. “But you’ll remember it all and be appropriately satisfied once I’m done having my fun with you. Provided you do actually drop yourself of course.”
“Just you wait then! I’ll be in a trance in no time!” I said as I opened up the special version of the Wordle App.
“Your enthusiasm is very endearing... ” he said without looking up. “Almost makes me believe you will be able to discover the trigger word. Almost...”
I looked up at him.
“Why do you have such little faith in me Sir?” I asked, a little miffed.
“Oh I have faith that you’ll try your very best...” he said looking up at me. “But we both know that our constant hypnotic play has made your mind... Fuzzier... Then it used to be.”
I blushed.
“Well yeah...” I said.
“Which, if you care to remember, is the reason we devised this little game in the first place. Being fuzzy and blank is all well and good during our play time, but we both know you need your exquisite mind to stay sharp and focused the rest of the time. Even if I know you’ll like nothing more than to be a fuzzy blank mess for most of the day.”
I blushed again as I thought back to days where he had me blank and fuzzy for hours. It felt so good to be in the depths of his hypnotic control.
“Yes... Of course Sir.” I finally said. “I understand.”
“Good. Then get to it because...” he said as he looked at his phone again. “If you don’t at least try to play the game in the next half hour, then I’ll assume you failed and you’ll find yourself waking up tomorrow morning with no recollection of what happened for the rest of the evening.”
“Yes Sir!” I said.
I looked at my phone again and examined the array of empty squares making up the Wordle game. 6 rows of 5 empty white squares. Sir had been playing this game for a long time and was addicted to the challenge of figuring out the 5 letter words the game puts out every day.
You get 6 chances. Each time you write a word, you get clues about the letters you used. The game tells you if the letters you used are actually part of the target word.
I smiled and started off with the word ‘HYPNO’. It was probably not the trigger word he dreamed up for me, but I had to start somewhere so why not begin with my favorite thing?
"You certainly have and I’m proud of you for it." he said, sipping his drink.
"So why not just drop me then? Pllleeeassseee.... With sugary blowjobs on top?" I said as I put on my best puppy dog eyes.
He chuckled.
"I'm not saying you won't drop tonight.” he said as he looked at his phone, ignoring my pretty eyes. “I'm saying that you need to drop yourself by finding the trigger word through the game. If not... Well... You might still drop tonight... But you won't remember. You do remember THAT, don't you my dear?"
“Yes Sir... I do remember.” I said as I sighed.
“Prove it.” he said as he lifted his eyes from the screen to look at me. “Remind me of the rules of our little Wordle game.”
His eyes took on the steely quality that sent a shiver down my spine. His authority had this way of being... Felt... At that moment, he wasn’t my gentle and caring lover...
He was my Dom.
It took all my fragile self control to keep myself on the bed and not go kneel at his feet. I wanted him to play with me... Drop me... Use me... I wanted to feel his control and he knew it. Craved it just as much as I did.
But that was not part of the game, so I stayed put and complied with his request.
“The rules of the Wordle game...” I said as I licked my lips. “State that if I can’t discover the trigger word you set up in the Wordle game, I don’t get to experience my beloved trance.”
“Which means...” he urged me on.
“Which means...” I said with a cute pout. “That you can still drop me and play with me... But I’m not allowed to remember it.”
“Exactly. And what happens if your pretty little brain DOES work out the trigger word?”
“Well I instantly drop of course!” I said with a wink. “But my reward is that I remember all of it! And I get to be played with for hours!”
I couldn’t contain my excitement at the thought of being played with like that. He’s done so on numerous occasions and every time, his creativity ensured that I collapsed in his arms feeling utterly satisfied and fulfilled.
“Hours might be stretching it my dear.” he said as he looked down at his phone. “But you’ll remember it all and be appropriately satisfied once I’m done having my fun with you. Provided you do actually drop yourself of course.”
“Just you wait then! I’ll be in a trance in no time!” I said as I opened up the special version of the Wordle App.
“Your enthusiasm is very endearing... ” he said without looking up. “Almost makes me believe you will be able to discover the trigger word. Almost...”
I looked up at him.
“Why do you have such little faith in me Sir?” I asked, a little miffed.
“Oh I have faith that you’ll try your very best...” he said looking up at me. “But we both know that our constant hypnotic play has made your mind... Fuzzier... Then it used to be.”
I blushed.
“Well yeah...” I said.
“Which, if you care to remember, is the reason we devised this little game in the first place. Being fuzzy and blank is all well and good during our play time, but we both know you need your exquisite mind to stay sharp and focused the rest of the time. Even if I know you’ll like nothing more than to be a fuzzy blank mess for most of the day.”
I blushed again as I thought back to days where he had me blank and fuzzy for hours. It felt so good to be in the depths of his hypnotic control.
“Yes... Of course Sir.” I finally said. “I understand.”
“Good. Then get to it because...” he said as he looked at his phone again. “If you don’t at least try to play the game in the next half hour, then I’ll assume you failed and you’ll find yourself waking up tomorrow morning with no recollection of what happened for the rest of the evening.”
“Yes Sir!” I said.
I looked at my phone again and examined the array of empty squares making up the Wordle game. 6 rows of 5 empty white squares. Sir had been playing this game for a long time and was addicted to the challenge of figuring out the 5 letter words the game puts out every day.
You get 6 chances. Each time you write a word, you get clues about the letters you used. The game tells you if the letters you used are actually part of the target word.
I smiled and started off with the word ‘HYPNO’. It was probably not the trigger word he dreamed up for me, but I had to start somewhere so why not begin with my favorite thing?
- H Y P N O -
Of course, that wasn’t the word I had to figure out, but I smiled when I saw that ‘Y’ was indeed part of the word I had to figure out! Sadly, it wasn’t in the right position though.
‘Y’... Now what could Sir have picked that had a ‘Y’ in it? I chuckled as my horny mind thought of the word ‘sleepy’. Which was way too obvious and besides it had too many letters.
I sighed and thought for a while before an idea popped into my mind. Knowing Sir, he probably anticipated that I would think up hypnotically theme words. So... The word probably wasn’t related to our hypno play. So what other 5 letter word had a ‘Y’ in it?
Oh I know!
I typed in ‘CRAZY’.
‘Y’... Now what could Sir have picked that had a ‘Y’ in it? I chuckled as my horny mind thought of the word ‘sleepy’. Which was way too obvious and besides it had too many letters.
I sighed and thought for a while before an idea popped into my mind. Knowing Sir, he probably anticipated that I would think up hypnotically theme words. So... The word probably wasn’t related to our hypno play. So what other 5 letter word had a ‘Y’ in it?
Oh I know!
I typed in ‘CRAZY’.
- C R A Z Y -
I pouted and felt a rush of inexplicable crazy disappointment when I saw that I didn’t get it, but I pushed the feeling down and smiled when I realized that both the ‘Z’ and the ‘Y’ were not only correct, but in their respective spots! I giggled! Maybe I would be able to win this after all! I still had 4 tries to get it right and there couldn’t be that many words that end in ‘ZY’.
I looked up at my man and bit my lower lip. I honestly thought I wouldn’t be able to get it right the first time around. Sir loved to challenge me and I was sure he would set things up so that I had a real chance to win.
After all, watching me drop myself as I play his silly game will be intensely erotic for him.
But I also think that he wouldn’t make things easy for me either. I assumed he would make it difficult enough so that I wouldn’t be able to win on my first try. I giggled again as I thought that maybe he had underestimated me.
Regardless...
I had to keep calm if I wanted to win. Getting crazy aroused and excited wouldn’t help me at all!
But as I looked back at my phone and started to think about the words I knew which ended with ‘ZY’, my heart started to pound instead of calming down. My mind immediately went to words like fuzzy and dizzy...
But those words couldn’t be the answer... Right?
They would be way too obvious for a trigger word! It would be too... Convenient. So what else finished in ‘ZY’ and didn’t have an ‘O’ or an ‘A’ in them?
I looked back at my screen and tried my very best to push down the urge to open up my browser and do a search online for words that end in ‘ZY’. I knew all too well that Sir would eventually find out I cheated and I didn’t want to be punished for it.
Even if his punishments could be rather enjoyable at times...
I shook my head to chase away the arousal that kept threatening to derail my thoughts.
I looked up again and noticed him take another sip of his drink as he scrolled through his phone. I smiled as I admired his handsome and confident frame. My eyes lingered on his jawline before moving down to his chiseled chest.
He was wearing a very elegant dress shirt and for some reason, my mind went to the fancy restaurant he treated me to a few days before. A rush of arousal threatened to consume me as I pushed down the memories of the trigger play he used to make me orgasm right there at the table, in front of everyone there...
I shook my head and focused on what he had been wearing.
The memory became crystal clear as I pictured him in the exact same dress shirt, sipping his drink exactly like he was now. Only, he had been looking at his menu instead of his phone.
I was immediately aware of an important difference: he hadn’t been drinking Scotch at the restaurant, he was savoring a glass of Champagne...
I watched him put his Scotch glass back down and smiled as I thought of the Champagne bubbles he used to put me in a light trance while we waited for our dessert.
Bubbles were captivating to look at, but they were also exhilarating when the liquid passed my lips and the fizziness tingled my taste buds.
I smirked as I thought of the perfect non-hypnotic word to win this little Hypno-Wordle game.
Feeling rather smug, I typed in ‘FIZZY’.
I looked up at my man and bit my lower lip. I honestly thought I wouldn’t be able to get it right the first time around. Sir loved to challenge me and I was sure he would set things up so that I had a real chance to win.
After all, watching me drop myself as I play his silly game will be intensely erotic for him.
But I also think that he wouldn’t make things easy for me either. I assumed he would make it difficult enough so that I wouldn’t be able to win on my first try. I giggled again as I thought that maybe he had underestimated me.
Regardless...
I had to keep calm if I wanted to win. Getting crazy aroused and excited wouldn’t help me at all!
But as I looked back at my phone and started to think about the words I knew which ended with ‘ZY’, my heart started to pound instead of calming down. My mind immediately went to words like fuzzy and dizzy...
But those words couldn’t be the answer... Right?
They would be way too obvious for a trigger word! It would be too... Convenient. So what else finished in ‘ZY’ and didn’t have an ‘O’ or an ‘A’ in them?
I looked back at my screen and tried my very best to push down the urge to open up my browser and do a search online for words that end in ‘ZY’. I knew all too well that Sir would eventually find out I cheated and I didn’t want to be punished for it.
Even if his punishments could be rather enjoyable at times...
I shook my head to chase away the arousal that kept threatening to derail my thoughts.
I looked up again and noticed him take another sip of his drink as he scrolled through his phone. I smiled as I admired his handsome and confident frame. My eyes lingered on his jawline before moving down to his chiseled chest.
He was wearing a very elegant dress shirt and for some reason, my mind went to the fancy restaurant he treated me to a few days before. A rush of arousal threatened to consume me as I pushed down the memories of the trigger play he used to make me orgasm right there at the table, in front of everyone there...
I shook my head and focused on what he had been wearing.
The memory became crystal clear as I pictured him in the exact same dress shirt, sipping his drink exactly like he was now. Only, he had been looking at his menu instead of his phone.
I was immediately aware of an important difference: he hadn’t been drinking Scotch at the restaurant, he was savoring a glass of Champagne...
I watched him put his Scotch glass back down and smiled as I thought of the Champagne bubbles he used to put me in a light trance while we waited for our dessert.
Bubbles were captivating to look at, but they were also exhilarating when the liquid passed my lips and the fizziness tingled my taste buds.
I smirked as I thought of the perfect non-hypnotic word to win this little Hypno-Wordle game.
Feeling rather smug, I typed in ‘FIZZY’.
- F I Z Z Y -
As I hit enter to confirm my choice, I felt a rush of pleasure and tingles all along my skin. Which only intensified when I saw that even if I didn’t get it right, I had managed to confirm the location of the last 4 letters.
The bubbly tingles were making me giddy with excitement as little pop rocks seemed to fizzle in my mind. I shook my head to chase away the pleasant sensation, chalking it up to my growing delight and looked up at my man.
“You are crafty Sir...” I said. “I’ll give you that!”
“You often comment on my boundless creativity.” he said without looking up. “Should I assume that, although you didn’t figure it out quite yet, you think you are close to triggering yourself?”
Another hot rush went down my spine and into my loins as I pictured myself unlocking my own trance trigger and dropping for him.
“Yes Sir...” I said, trying hard to push down my fizzling excitement. “I think I am...”
He lifted his gaze to me and smiled.
“I guess we’ll know the truth of the matter momentarily, yes?” he said with a wink, before looking back at his phone.
Damn him...
I knew that seemingly disinterested look! Why did we have to play this stupid game? I could feel my brain tingle with delicious anticipation and I knew he felt the same under his calm exterior. I was tempted to argue with him, but I knew it wasn’t my place to push him tonight.
The game was as much for me as it was for him. He liked to prove he was smarter and loved to play clever tricks on me. My clueless behavior never failed to turn him on.
The fact that HE was the one to have chosen the word meant that he thought he could predict how I would play the game and anticipate what words I would try. To be fair, he was probably right because he knew the inner workings of my mind better than anyone.
Especially since he hypnotically programmed large parts of it!
But that means that he knew I would assume that he wouldn’t use hypnotically themed words. Which then means that he knew I wouldn’t try them right off the bat. He wants me to think things through and exercise my mind by pushing me to think outside the box! So of course he wouldn’t pick something obvious.
But it also means that the best way to prevent me from figuring out the answer too quickly is to do just that and pick a word I would initially dismiss. So if I considered the letters I had just confirmed...
I bit my lower lip and typed in the only possible answer: ‘DIZZY’.
The bubbly tingles were making me giddy with excitement as little pop rocks seemed to fizzle in my mind. I shook my head to chase away the pleasant sensation, chalking it up to my growing delight and looked up at my man.
“You are crafty Sir...” I said. “I’ll give you that!”
“You often comment on my boundless creativity.” he said without looking up. “Should I assume that, although you didn’t figure it out quite yet, you think you are close to triggering yourself?”
Another hot rush went down my spine and into my loins as I pictured myself unlocking my own trance trigger and dropping for him.
“Yes Sir...” I said, trying hard to push down my fizzling excitement. “I think I am...”
He lifted his gaze to me and smiled.
“I guess we’ll know the truth of the matter momentarily, yes?” he said with a wink, before looking back at his phone.
Damn him...
I knew that seemingly disinterested look! Why did we have to play this stupid game? I could feel my brain tingle with delicious anticipation and I knew he felt the same under his calm exterior. I was tempted to argue with him, but I knew it wasn’t my place to push him tonight.
The game was as much for me as it was for him. He liked to prove he was smarter and loved to play clever tricks on me. My clueless behavior never failed to turn him on.
The fact that HE was the one to have chosen the word meant that he thought he could predict how I would play the game and anticipate what words I would try. To be fair, he was probably right because he knew the inner workings of my mind better than anyone.
Especially since he hypnotically programmed large parts of it!
But that means that he knew I would assume that he wouldn’t use hypnotically themed words. Which then means that he knew I wouldn’t try them right off the bat. He wants me to think things through and exercise my mind by pushing me to think outside the box! So of course he wouldn’t pick something obvious.
But it also means that the best way to prevent me from figuring out the answer too quickly is to do just that and pick a word I would initially dismiss. So if I considered the letters I had just confirmed...
I bit my lower lip and typed in the only possible answer: ‘DIZZY’.
- D I Z Z Y -
The moment I hit enter, I felt a familiar wave wash over my mind and smiled dreamily as the blank bliss of trance started to overtake my mind. I felt myself start to sink as my thoughts faded, but instead of feeling my mind shut down, I felt like the bed suddenly fell away from me, making me feel like I was falling down a hole.
Vertigo took me...
I jerked awake and grasped the mattress below me. The room started to spin for a moment as I pushed down the strange and sudden sensation.
“Everything ok?” I heard him ask.
I looked up at him and waited for my vision to focus on his features. My mind felt numb and confused as I tried to focus on his question.
“Y... Yes.” I said. “Everything’s fine.”
He smiled and looked back at his phone. I did the same, but felt oddly disconnected. Like I was waking up from a trance...
Oh god... Did I just trigger myself?
I must have... I feel so deliciously confused and dizzy. Exactly like the times he fractionates me and I wake up dazed from the depths of my mind.
Yes... That must be it!
Without thinking, I grabbed my phone and tried to focus on the screen. My vision was still spinning, making me dizzy, but I held firm and concentrated on the keyboard.
Maybe the trigger hasn’t taken hold properly... Maybe I dropped... But not deep enough and awoke too quickly, making me dizzy...
That happens right? Some post hypnotic suggestions take a few times to truly take hold...
Why else would I wake up before he started to play with me?
It was hard, but I managed to type ‘DIZZY’ once more.
Vertigo took me...
I jerked awake and grasped the mattress below me. The room started to spin for a moment as I pushed down the strange and sudden sensation.
“Everything ok?” I heard him ask.
I looked up at him and waited for my vision to focus on his features. My mind felt numb and confused as I tried to focus on his question.
“Y... Yes.” I said. “Everything’s fine.”
He smiled and looked back at his phone. I did the same, but felt oddly disconnected. Like I was waking up from a trance...
Oh god... Did I just trigger myself?
I must have... I feel so deliciously confused and dizzy. Exactly like the times he fractionates me and I wake up dazed from the depths of my mind.
Yes... That must be it!
Without thinking, I grabbed my phone and tried to focus on the screen. My vision was still spinning, making me dizzy, but I held firm and concentrated on the keyboard.
Maybe the trigger hasn’t taken hold properly... Maybe I dropped... But not deep enough and awoke too quickly, making me dizzy...
That happens right? Some post hypnotic suggestions take a few times to truly take hold...
Why else would I wake up before he started to play with me?
It was hard, but I managed to type ‘DIZZY’ once more.
- D I Z Z Y -
As soon as I hit enter, I felt the room spin out again as a rush of calm bliss washed over my mind. Part of me felt like I was dropping in a trance while the other felt like I was on a rollercoaster.
The vertigo felt stronger than before and the confusion that followed blurred out the room around me.
I could feel the trance... Just out of reach within the vortex of dizzy confusion that swirled inside my mind.
The trigger was working...
Wasn’t it?
It must be it... I couldn’t think of any other words that finish with ‘IZZY’. So this must be the trigger...
I was winning right?
I was confused and fractionated. That’s why I couldn’t hold onto my thoughts.
God I loved being fractioned...
I was laying on my side and my eyes could barely focus on the phone in my hand. The screen was a blur and I automatically typed in the trigger I knew to be true: ‘DIZZY’
The vertigo felt stronger than before and the confusion that followed blurred out the room around me.
I could feel the trance... Just out of reach within the vortex of dizzy confusion that swirled inside my mind.
The trigger was working...
Wasn’t it?
It must be it... I couldn’t think of any other words that finish with ‘IZZY’. So this must be the trigger...
I was winning right?
I was confused and fractionated. That’s why I couldn’t hold onto my thoughts.
God I loved being fractioned...
I was laying on my side and my eyes could barely focus on the phone in my hand. The screen was a blur and I automatically typed in the trigger I knew to be true: ‘DIZZY’
- D I Z Z Y -
As I hit enter, I frowned for a split second as I realized that the last 2 entries had indeed appeared. But... They still showed that only ‘IZZY’ was correct.
How could that be possible?
I didn’t have time to dwell on it more than that as a fresh wave of blissful vertigo swept away my confused thoughts. The room... The bed... The phone... All of it spun out and made me so dizzy I felt like I was falling in a trance.
So... I must have won...
Right?
But it didn’t feel like a trance...
It felt...
Dizzy...
My world was engulfed in endless confusing spinning and made it impossible for my thoughts to properly organize. It felt delicious and slickening... All at once...
Everything in my mind felt as loose as the spin room around me.
“Oh my...” I heard his voice say, making me focus on the face before me. “It looks like you lost my dear.”
Lost?
“No... I... Won...” I managed to say weakly.
The commanding man before me simply shook his head.
“No my dear. You lost. The first clue of your failure is that you are obviously not in a trance. The second proof of your failure...” he said as he lifted my phone so I could see the screen. “Is right here on your phone. See? You stubbornly entered the same word 3 times.”
I took all my draining will to focus on the screen, but sure enough, I could see a big red ‘fail’ written above the 6 words I entered. The last 3 being the word ‘DIZZY’, which showed that exactly like the word ‘FIZZY’ before, only the last 4 letters were correct.
I felt so damn dizzy...
I couldn’t make sense of what was happening!
“So I’m afraid that for tonight, I get to play with you and you won’t remember a second of the fun I have planned for us.”
“No...” I mustered. “Plleasssee...”
“My dear... We agreed to these rules...” he said. “But I’ll take pity on you if you can figure out why you failed. If you can... Well... I’ll let you remember some of the things we are about to experience together. I know it must be hard... But focus on all the words you wrote... The answer is clear...”
He showed me my screen again and I frowned as I tried to stop the world from spinning long enough for my brain to concentrate.
Which made him chuckle.
“Well... The answer would be clear if you didn’t feel so... Dizzy... Right now...”
Dizzy...
I looked at the screen.
How could that be possible?
I didn’t have time to dwell on it more than that as a fresh wave of blissful vertigo swept away my confused thoughts. The room... The bed... The phone... All of it spun out and made me so dizzy I felt like I was falling in a trance.
So... I must have won...
Right?
But it didn’t feel like a trance...
It felt...
Dizzy...
My world was engulfed in endless confusing spinning and made it impossible for my thoughts to properly organize. It felt delicious and slickening... All at once...
Everything in my mind felt as loose as the spin room around me.
“Oh my...” I heard his voice say, making me focus on the face before me. “It looks like you lost my dear.”
Lost?
“No... I... Won...” I managed to say weakly.
The commanding man before me simply shook his head.
“No my dear. You lost. The first clue of your failure is that you are obviously not in a trance. The second proof of your failure...” he said as he lifted my phone so I could see the screen. “Is right here on your phone. See? You stubbornly entered the same word 3 times.”
I took all my draining will to focus on the screen, but sure enough, I could see a big red ‘fail’ written above the 6 words I entered. The last 3 being the word ‘DIZZY’, which showed that exactly like the word ‘FIZZY’ before, only the last 4 letters were correct.
I felt so damn dizzy...
I couldn’t make sense of what was happening!
“So I’m afraid that for tonight, I get to play with you and you won’t remember a second of the fun I have planned for us.”
“No...” I mustered. “Plleasssee...”
“My dear... We agreed to these rules...” he said. “But I’ll take pity on you if you can figure out why you failed. If you can... Well... I’ll let you remember some of the things we are about to experience together. I know it must be hard... But focus on all the words you wrote... The answer is clear...”
He showed me my screen again and I frowned as I tried to stop the world from spinning long enough for my brain to concentrate.
Which made him chuckle.
“Well... The answer would be clear if you didn’t feel so... Dizzy... Right now...”
Dizzy...
I looked at the screen.
- H Y P N O -
- C R A Z Y -
- F I Z Z Y -
- D I Z Z Y -
- D I Z Z Y -
- D I Z Z Y -
Through the confusion, I suddenly saw what he had done and smiled.
“Cheater...” I said. “How can I win when you hypnotically rig the game against me?”
He chuckled and kissed me.
“Fair enough, tomorrow, I’ll remove any thought altering triggers from the game and only leave the trance trigger. I promise you won’t feel waves of craziness or fizzy pop rocks in your mind.”
“And what about feeling dizzy and confused?” I managed to ask with a smile.
“Well that is up to you my dear.” he said with a wink. “If you win, then you’ll remember all the things I make you feel as I play with you, which will certainly include a bit of dizzying fractionation.”
I moaned.
“You are so good to me...” I said as I kissed him.
“Only as good as you are to me my dear.” he said.
“Say... Before you cash in on your win... Can you at least tell me what the trance trigger was for tonight?”
“Sure.” he said as he bent low and nibbled my ear. “The trance trigger for tonight was... TIZZY.”
My mind clearly registered the trigger and for a split second, I felt this surge of nervous agitation as I thought about how unfair it was for him to use such a word, but that soon evaporated as my mind finally sank into the trance I longed to experience.
Tomorrow would be another day and would bring another challenge. One I planned to win.
Even if I knew my Dom would find new and creative ways to play tricks on me, I also had no doubt that we would end up thoroughly satisfied by the time we crawled into bed.
I just hoped that tomorrow, I’ll be able to win and remember just how satiating our sessions truly was…
“Cheater...” I said. “How can I win when you hypnotically rig the game against me?”
He chuckled and kissed me.
“Fair enough, tomorrow, I’ll remove any thought altering triggers from the game and only leave the trance trigger. I promise you won’t feel waves of craziness or fizzy pop rocks in your mind.”
“And what about feeling dizzy and confused?” I managed to ask with a smile.
“Well that is up to you my dear.” he said with a wink. “If you win, then you’ll remember all the things I make you feel as I play with you, which will certainly include a bit of dizzying fractionation.”
I moaned.
“You are so good to me...” I said as I kissed him.
“Only as good as you are to me my dear.” he said.
“Say... Before you cash in on your win... Can you at least tell me what the trance trigger was for tonight?”
“Sure.” he said as he bent low and nibbled my ear. “The trance trigger for tonight was... TIZZY.”
My mind clearly registered the trigger and for a split second, I felt this surge of nervous agitation as I thought about how unfair it was for him to use such a word, but that soon evaporated as my mind finally sank into the trance I longed to experience.
Tomorrow would be another day and would bring another challenge. One I planned to win.
Even if I knew my Dom would find new and creative ways to play tricks on me, I also had no doubt that we would end up thoroughly satisfied by the time we crawled into bed.
I just hoped that tomorrow, I’ll be able to win and remember just how satiating our sessions truly was…