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Short Story: Getting Addicted

15/8/2020

 
Male's Point of View - ​Hypnosis - Personalities - Mindless
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“And... Trance...” I said as I lightly held her hand.

Her eyes instantly lost focus as her mind slipped with practiced ease in a relaxed state. I shook her limp arm from side to side, confirming the extent and depth of her trance. Just like a rag doll, she showed no sign of resistance, even when I let it fall to her side.

Completely relaxed.
Completely open.

Hypnotizing her for over a year had conditioned her consciousness to a path that was as familiar to her as breathing. 

Her mind was as used to entering her compliant state as her body was used to the size and shape of my cock.

“Are you nice and relaxed?”


“Yes... Nice and relaxed...”

​I smiled as I heard her soft monotonous tone. What had started as a mere erotic experiment had soon turned into an in depth exploration. She reveled in the astonishing bliss and pleasure my trances offered her while I savored the growing power it gave me. 


“What is your public name?”

“My public name is Rebecca.”

Once in a while became once a week as we each wanted to discover more. Innocent triggers like ‘freeze’ and ‘tickle’ became ‘strip’ and ‘cum’. Each step we took lead us towards kinkier suggestions.

“And what is your true name?”

“Doll.” she answered immediately.

I poked and I probed her mind with every daily session. After 6 months of constant mind dives, I knew every little dark corner of her mind. I was pleased to see she was predisposed to be aroused when dominated. She had never had a hypnosis fetish, but as we explored, she was developing a taste for it.

“Who are you to the rest of the world?”

“I am your loving girlfriend. I enjoy life as much as is required. I am a wild but loyal girlfriend that loves to party. I do my work and maintain my old social ties and keep up with the world as much is needed to make everyone believe I am still Rebecca.”

As for me, I had always harbored a kink for hypnosis and the intoxicating control my fantasies promised. It was the main reason why we had started to explore hypnotism in the first place. It was a way to indulge parts of my fantasy while also spicing up our love life. After a few months, there was no denying that our passion had been injected with a new and volatile fuel.

“Who are you really?”

“I am your Doll. I am exactly what you wish me to be.”

Our current inferno didn’t develop over night. We stoked and fed the embers of our new passion with careful determination. Each new trigger lead to other opportunities and made us want to experiment with her mind. Each revelation and success made us both wonder what else was possible. All the while, her attitude slowly changed and started to absorb her compliant hypnotized self into her every day life.

“What are you?”

“I am your obedient Doll. I am your property. You own and control every part of me. I have no will except the one you give me.”

The change was so gradual I didn’t notice at first. But one evening, as I watched the game after supper, I noticed that she kept an eye on my drink. Without prompting, she would get up and serve me another to ensure my glass was always full. At first I thought she was trying to liquor me up for the night’s activities, but a quick trance revealed that it wasn’t the case. She just felt like making sure I was pleased.

“What is your purpose?”

“My sole purpose is to please you in any and all ways. My purpose is to serve my owner and his desires. Your pleasure is the only purpose I need.”

After that, I was forced to notice just how much she had changed. She didn’t drop to her knees in abject submission, but her attitude had definitely shifted. She went from worrying about her social status and friends to worrying about my satisfaction. It wasn’t anything too dramatic, but her mind attacked every task with the question: how would he want me to do this? All to satisfy her own desire to please me.

“What happens when my cock uses you for pleasure?”

“My mind stops thinking about my mantras. Everything else fades away so I can concentrate on pleasing you. My thoughts stop, only to resume once your cock is done with me.”

Her attitude shift had fueled my own deep desire for control. More and more I was faced with her new compliant attitude. Which only tempted me to push her towards my fantasy. But I resisted. To a growing extent, I was now in charge of both our lives. Even if she showed no signs of resisting her growing submission, I had to take steps to stop myself before she simply couldn’t refuse. It would be a turning point. Both for me and for her. A moment, fast approaching, that would decide where this exploration of ours would end up. A point that both aroused and scared me to no end.

“And where can my cock take its pleasure from you?”

“Everywhere. My pussy is constantly yearning to be filled by it. It drips every second of every day in quiet anticipation as my arousal smolders. I clean and Lub my anus every day so your cock can slip in with ease when your cock craves the tightness of my back door. My mouth waters in silent hope that your cock wishes to be worshiped. My throat longs to be the sheath your shaft uses to warm itself. My skin burns in suspense of feeling your touch.”

I was terrified to ask her about it. But like an addict craving a fix, I felt myself being pushed towards taking full control of her. The more I hypnotized and controlled her, the more I wanted. I started to fear that I would take things too far. What if it was already too late? What if she couldn’t deny my desires already? I had to ask before my craving got out of control.

“What pleasure do you crave?”

“I crave the pleasure of service above all others. Serving your wants and desires brings me pleasure on a scale I’ve never felt before. All other pleasures feel dull and useless compared to the elation of knowing my service pleased you.”

So I asked. Both under hypnosis and while she was free of my control. Her inner self told me she could feel where this was leading, but she didn’t fear it. She embraced the idea that I had the power to make my fantasy come true. She even told me how intrigued she was to see how far I would push her. Her waking self was a little more resistant, but she finally admitted that the idea of me taking full control of her made her wet. We fucked without triggers or control that night and it only confirmed the love and trust we both had for the other.

“What happens when I take control of your braid?”

“My braid is my leash. When you take my leash my mind shuts down and I stop. I have no thoughts or desires. The leash controls my actions and I become compliant to your touch.”

After that, I started to work on the girl I fantasized about. With her help, I created a new personality that embodied her growing need to submit. Little by little, Doll took shape and bloomed into the girl I see before me now. Once she was done, I could trigger Rebecca to switch to Doll with a few choice words. I made it so she would remember her time as Doll and made a point to play with Doll as much as I wanted. I wanted Rebecca to understand and feel what my fantasy was all about. I wanted one last chance for her to stop me. Stop my addiction...

“Can anyone take control of your braid?”

“No. Only you can take up my braid and turn in into my leash. No one else.”

The thing is... She was addicted to. After she experienced the full dive into completely submission as Doll and my raw arousal for her, she was hooked. I questioned myself again and again if I had somehow guided her sessions to feel that way, but as I poured over my notes, I was forced to realize that her feelings were genuine. She wanted me to flip her upside down and make Doll her true self. I should have resisted the idea. I should have stopped.

But I was addicted...

“Very good Doll. You will awaken now, feeling refreshed and happy. Knowing full well that I have just put you under, feeling completely satisfied that I did. 3... letting your mind pull out from your peaceful space. 2... Feeling your body strengthen more and more. 1... Stepping into the light away from your happy place... 0... AWAKE.” I said as I snapped my fingers.

She blinked once and took a deep breath.

“Wow! That felt wonderful! Thanks for that!” she said with a big smile.

“My pleasure Doll.” I said with a fond smile.

She squirmed a little as her eyes darted down.

“It’s not my place... But...” she said as she started to twirl her braid. “I feel like you’ve had a rough week...”

She knew all too well what happened when I grabbed her braid. Even if I loved to just grab her braid without warning, I also loved the coy way she had of teasing me with it. I knew Doll loved nothing more than for me to use her. As often and as much as I wished. One tug of her ‘leash’ and her mind would dissolve. Almost like a trance... Making her bend over the washer... Pulling her over the armrest... Grabbing her head while we snuggled up to watch a movie, just to push it down on my cock... 

She loved the fact that I had free use of all her lovely talents.

And she always encouraged me to use them.

I shook my head and smiled before I grabbed hold of her braid. Her eyes went wide as she felt the tug. I loved to watch that last spark of consciousness flicker and disappear as her mind shut down.

Completely open.

Completely obedient.

How was I to control my addiction for control when she was so eager to be controlled? I smiled fondly as I realized how futile it was to even try. After all, she felt just as I did.

​How then could 2 addicts ever hope to control their mutual cravings?

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