The Pen

This is a true story based off a session I did on the weekend. The following depicts hypnosis, hypnotic drug play, and a little bit of domination. 

I sat in my chair looking at you with an intense look on my face, deep in thought. We had been playing all week and I’d been telling you all about how I was going to drug you but with what I wouldn’t say. It was my little secret. I started to notice that you were giving me a suspicious look so I say, 
“Now, wouldn’t it be fun if I drug you a little?”
You look back at me and with a cheeky grin reply, 
“Not if I got you first…” 

Your hand reaching out to grab my face. I know the second it does I will be out like a light, chloroformed by you like I had been so many times before. I wasn’t about to fall victim to your tricks again, so without hesitation I grab a pen off my desk and plunge it into your leg. 

“Whoops, sleeping drugs…” 
I say with a giggle. I have you right where I want you and we both know it. Watching intently I see your face start to change, your eyelids drooping down, your body starting to turn slack as I place my hand on your shoulder, lean into you and whisper.
“Nighty night my love.” 

With that I push you back onto the bed and you fall with a muffled thud. Such a pretty thing, laying there so peaceful and completely knocked out. I snap my fingers twice and you wake up with a start. Eyes blinking rapidly as you sit back up, perched on the edge of the bed. Once again leaning into you I whisper, 
“And that’s not the only thing I can do… This one is a mind control drug.” 

Stabbing you in your forearm with the pen I can see your eyes change. This time they grow wide and spacey, I can tell you would do anything I told you. Taking your arms I pose you however I like, sticking your hands to your head and telling you all about the drugs effects such as leaving you blank and mindless and completely compliant for me. 

I start to whisper mantras into your head. Pulling your face close to mine I say, 
“I love to obey you Miss.”
You instantly start repeating under your breath, mindless, empty, and blank. I can see you are helpless to my control, to my whim. 
“Obedience is pleasure, Pleasure is obedience.”
The mantras changing as I whisper them into you and I know that must make you feel so controlled. That loss of control slowly working through your mind. 
“I love you Miss.”The wicked grin creeping across my face once more I sit back in my chair and watch the show. So in awe with how quickly this small trick escalated into more. 

Again snapping twice I wake you, and your eyes blink as your mind starts to come back to you. I smile and stroke your cheek gently. So proud and pleased with how you responded so quickly. Perhaps we will have to play with more drugs soon…  

There are so many other games we could play with my pen but for now I’ll just have to keep you guessing where this went… ;)