Hypnopum
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Wrapped up - £5 tier only
🕑 Added 2022-12-25 20:10:49 +0000 UTCYour hypnotist wraps you up in their words, a gift to themselves. But first, a message!
I appreciate that I've not done as much patreon only stuff as I'd like this year. Following the easing of restrictions with the pandemic, I've been more active in my real world. That said, I do want to do more for you all, but I just know I can't commit as much time as I would need to to do the longer form things I used to.
So, with that said, I'm going to be experimenting with doing a bit more patreon only stuff in the new year, as a way to make it up to you all. Thank you for being patient, and thank you, as ever, for supporting me. It means the world <3,
Love,
Pum
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“Feel my voice winding across your body like a ribbon, toy. Feel my words gliding over your skin. A feather, tickling, teasing as they go. Feels good, right?” Your hypnotist smiled as you nodded. “And that’s nothing compared to what my words are going to do to your mind.”
They laughed as your eyes struggled to focus. They ran their hand through your hair, gathering it, before taking hold, and forcing your gaze up to them. “That’s it toy. Just look at me. Look into my eyes as my voice wraps itself around your body and mind.”
You let out a soft whine, and they laughed. “Such a good, weak toy, letting my words control you so easily.” They nodded your head, and you felt a blush rise up your cheeks. “And you are my little toy. To play with. To do with as I please, aren’t you?”
Their tone was soft. Deadly. The tone of a predator about to strike. “Are you waiting for something toy?” Even in your fuzzy minded state, you could feel your focus narrowing in on them, more and more. “Waiting for me to drop you? To take you down?”
Your lips barely worked, but you let out a soft “mhm...” of affirmation.
They smiled. “Oh, but toy, why would I do that, when you’re doing it for me? Focusing so well on my voice, on my words, on my eyes. You couldn’t pull yourself away if you wanted to.” They laughed, softly.
“No, no I don’t need to do anything to drag you down.” They gave your hair a little squeeze, a little pulse that scattered a few of your thoughts. “But I will.” They tugged your hair, and you felt your eyes roll up, your thoughts disappearing, mind going blank.
They pulled your body into theirs, holding you firmly. “Yes toy. You’re mine to do with as I please, so sometimes, I’ll play little tricks on your mind. But today… It’s the holidays, and I deserve a gift. So let my words wrap you up toy. You’re my gift to myself.”
