Master Spoils Me

Male's Point of View - Hypnosis

Drip… 

You can hear it can’t you? In the silence of the night… While you try to drift off to a place where your wildest fantasies are a made real. That singular drip you’ve heard a thousand times before… That unmistakable sound you only notice between dusk and dawn…
Drip…
You open your eyes and look at the darkness above you. You can hear it as clear as if it was dripping next to your bed. You can’t help but hear it… A drop… Falling from a faucet… Landing… Somewhere…
Drip…

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​At first you get annoyed. Why wouldn’t you be? Your serene quiet retreat is assaulted by the softest of sounds. Yet, you can’t help but listen to it. Wait for it…
Thoughts disturb your drowsy mind as you try to move towards perfect restful slumber: “Why was it leaking? Had I forgotten to close it properly? Would I find a mess in the morning?”
Each drop is crystal clear in your mind. As if the drop is getting bigger… Making more noise than it should. Like a chime at your window… 

Drip…

But then you smile… Your frustration towards the vexatious noise turns to more pleasurable thoughts. You hope… Yes… Something flips in your mind and you know deep down I am in your head again. Or was I? True or not… You choose to believe… To hope… 

Drip…

The sound is constant… Almost like a metronome… THE metronome… The one I like to use on you. Your hand seems to move all on its own as you let it travel on your skin… Ever downward… Caressing the sudden Goosebumps that appear at the thought of me. 

Drip…

Unable to resist, your mind latches on to the sound. You believe they are getting closer together. Or were they? Your hand reaches the top of your panties. You slowly caress the elastic band with your fingertips… For some reason, it sends delicious electrified quivers along your skin. Small waves of tiny shivers racing along your arms and legs… You remember my last command: You will not make yourself cum.

Drip…

You hesitate as you listen for the drops… The steady dripping reminds you of our last session. I guided you down a path inside your mind. You recall it… Slowly… Walking on the soft flower petals… Going towards a place only you and I know about… A secret retreat…

Drip…

Each drop seems to make the rest of your bedroom fall away… The faint nightlife of the city beyond… They all gently faded away… The only sound you can hear now is the drop… Falling… Landing… Everything evaporates as the trail behind your closed eyes takes form. A path that twists and bends deeper in the forest of your mind.

Drip…

You know it well… Each tree… Each bush… The forest is your inhibitions… Your fears… You walk past them without any trepidation… Nothing like the first time you travelled its path. The warm earth welcomes the soles of your feet as your fingers fiddle under the waistband…

Drip…

You let the constant sound guide you… You relax more and more… Letting everything go… The steady beat of the water reminds you so much of me… My voice… In your mind… Telling you to relax… 

Drip…

You can hear me now… You bite your lower lip as your hand trembles further down. You are touching yourself… I know… Ever so slightly… You can’t resist… As you hear my voice in your mind… Telling you to listen to the dripping… Concentrating on the slow… Inevitable rhythm… My voice tickles your conscious mind… Soothing it into bliss… Into sweet nothingness…

Drip…

There is nothing else now… Only the water and my voice… Your path finally arrives at a door… You know what is on the other side… You crave it so much… That very special place where your mind is finally turned off… Your fingers tremble around your clit as you fight with yourself… Your body squirms ever so slightly… You want to be a good girl and resist… 

Drip…

You feel like touching yourself so bad… Each drop seems to send heat to your nerves… A slow burning fire… Enveloping your body as you feel your veins pump pure arousal… Making your hood throb with need… In your mind… It is so clear… You are there... Right in front of the door… A door only you and I know about…

Drip…

Your safe place… A room where so many delicious sensations await… But you are nervous… Both sure and resistant to step in. For should you enter… You know exactly what will happen. You let a moan escape as you imagine my voice urging to go in… Telling you to submit… Telling you how safe you will be in the room… 

Drip… 

But you know… As I do… That in the room… There is only one feeling you want… One perfect… Mindless feeling… You know how you react when you get inside… So aroused… All for me… You found yourself in that room… My perfect pet… We discovered how wet it makes you to give up control… To let yourself fall into a relaxing trance…

Drip…

Your imaginary hand hovers over the handle… You know you shouldn’t… You know I should be there to guide you… To take control… But you feel… You feel me there with you… The flip you felt earlier… Was it all me? You can hear me whisper to you… Open it… Step inside… 

Drip…

You finally grab the knob and turn it… Your fingers go even lower now, teasing your sacred lips… You barely feel the moistness of your arousal as you enter the room in your mind… As the calming light claims you… Happy in your surrender… You feel me there… Waiting for you… 

Drip…

I take you in my arms… ‘I did it Master’ you tell me. I kiss your forehead gently… Security envelops you… ‘I know’ I tell you… You know you would normally melt away at my voice being so near you… But you are in your special room and you know nothing can get to you here…  ‘Good girl’ you hear me whisper… Unable to stop now… Your fingers betray your conviction to be a good girl and you start to rub...

Drip…

Your fingers are caressing your soft inner lips… You fall in a place where mindless pleasure seems to go beyond the slow steady drip… Like you could edge yourself forever… Relaxed… Happy… Aroused… An exquisite state you yearn for every minute of every day… 

Drip…

Like a hot wind on your skin… You hear my voice in your mind… Telling you the truth… Suddenly… You know… You aren’t really hearing the water… The drops you hear… The dripping that guided you to this sublime space… That led you to me… Inside your mind…

Drip…

You know… It was your dripping arousal… Each drop of it… As if your body can’t resist the urge… Can’t resist the pleasure… Helpless… Your fingers enter slip inside… Fully aware you won’t resist the orgasm to come… Because you know…

Drip…

The drops aren’t real… I’ve placed them in your mind… Making you fall under my sway… Making you live out the delicious fall… You moan loudly in the night… You feel my presence in your mind… Telling you its ok now… You’ve done a good job... You've been a good girl...

Drip…

You may cum.