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Short Story: Instrument of Pleasure

29/1/2022

 
Female's Point of View - Hypnosis
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“Your body is stiff… So stiff… Completely frozen now. Unable to move.” He said.
 
My mind instantly followed along the path his words laid out for me. My body obeyed like it always does when Sir uses his special tone. As much as I love fighting his hypnotic control, I loved giving into the helplessness even more. 

“Very good…” he purred as his finger traced my skin. “I think you are just about ready… Don’t you think so?” 
 
I couldn’t move or speak, but if I could I would have bit my lower lip and nodded vigorously. For the past 3 weeks, he has been toying with me in the most delicious and frustrating of ways. It had taken far less time then I thought it would, but somewhere in the past few months of erotic sessions, he had successfully locked away my orgasms. 
 
And I do mean locked. 
 
I simply can’t reach the release I crave. No matter how much pleasure I endure or seek out, I can’t push myself over the edge. I can’t break through the lock he placed in my mind. 
 
Not for lack of trying… 
 
I could only see his eyes, but I felt his fingers trace down and slip under the elastic band of my panties. His gaze never left mine as his finger pulled and played with the edge, making me vividly aware that they were certainly soaked through.
 
“Of course you are because you are always so eager to obey your hypnotic compulsions. So eager to let me play with your mind and body.” he continued in a low tone. “But I wonder...”
 
Oh god... I know that lustful tone all too well. 
 
“Will this lovely body of yours be able to play the symphony to its conclusion? Or will your mind buckle... Like it has so many times before as I pluck the strings of your arousal...” He said as I felt him pull the elastic band to its painful limit before letting it snap back to my waist. “Or will today be the day I finally sink you completely into your own heights pleasure...”
 
Fuck...
 
I had no idea what the conclusion to his desires meant for me, but I knew that one day soon, I would reach it for him. I knew that little by little, he would pour more and more pleasure into my soul until I would be able to take it. Experience it...
 
Enjoy it... 
 
When he first locked away my release, I could only take a fraction of his desires before I became a whimpering melting mess of mindless want. Begging without shame for him to allow me to orgasm. Or beg him to stop so I could sink to my knees and ride the infinite lust I now have for his pleasure. 
 
Feeling so much pleasure without being able to release it meant that I was almost constantly horny and aroused. Which we both enjoyed a lot for obvious reasons. Pleasure was my whole world and I remember thinking that I could never resist such intense unyielding pleasure. 
 
But as the days of my hypnotic subjugation evolved, so too did my resistance. Little by little, I could take on more pleasure and ride the edge longer before I snapped back to the begging mess he forced upon my helpless body.
 
Half an hour became an hour... Then 2 hours... 
 
I still remember thinking that he would eventually have his fill after an hour of constantly pleasuring me. Or that maybe I just had to last for 2 hours for him to finally stop and be satiated. 
 
But he never was...
 
Without fail, he pushed me until I couldn’t take it anymore.
 
He moved his handsome face next to my own and I would have melted in a puddle of desire if I hadn’t been frozen in place by his hypnotic command.
 
“What do you think my dear?” he whispered in my ear. “Will it be a delicious failure? Will my pleasure be taken from your broken and begging body yet again?”
 
His fingers slipped inside my panties, but this time, I felt his hot palm on my stomach as he slowly slipped down, searching for my pleasure centers.
 
I moaned through my clenched mouth as he found my swollen clit.
 
“Or...” he said as his fingers found my soaking lips. “Will today be the day your mind breaks in a different way? Will today be the day the symphony of pleasure fully inhabits your body and I finally get to savor the fruits of my labor?”
 
I moaned again as I felt his fingers move up, leaving an aching void where he had touched me. He tenderly pulled at the elastic band of my panties again, letting it stretch out as he moved back and forth from left to right.
 
“We already know you can’t cum… Not until I release the lock in your mind…” he said as he looked into my eyes. “And we know that the hot intense edge of pushing against that lock eventually becomes too much for you…”
 
Fuck… Of course it was too much for me!
 
My heart always races for hours when he relentlessly stimulates and triggers me. I remember teasing him about using touch-enhancing triggers on me when he plays me like that, but he never confirmed or denied that he did. Sometimes would teases me back and say that it’s only a byproduct of my intense aroused state while other times he hints that post hypnotic suggestions can certainly make me feel like his touch is 10 times better than it actually is.
 
I can't be sure of anything when it comes to him and his hypnotic play. My mind has surrendered to him so completely that I’ve become incredibly receptive to his suggestions and triggers.

Case in point…

 
Part of me thinks he plays around with my physical sensations because his touch feels too damn good for it not to be hypnotically enhanced.
 
But then again, I also know that feeling the touch of someone special can also feel better than anything else.
 
And Sir is certainly a very special person to me…
 
“So don’t feel bad if today you fail…” he said. “Tumbling down into the mind-bending pleasure you can never hope to release. I quite enjoy your mindless state as your mind shuts off and you become my erotic little pleasure doll.”
 
He had barely touched me properly and I was already feeling my arousal and pleasure spike. I wanted to move… To kiss him… To let my hands roam his body… To kneel… To undress…
 
ANYTHING!
 
But I couldn’t and I knew I wouldn’t be able to move a single muscle until he unfroze me. Which only served to push my arousal higher.
 
“Maybe today won’t be the day…” he continued. “One day soon though… I know it will come… You’ll be able to take it all. Edge and edge and edge without end… Without shutting down from the helpless pleasure… You’ll positively vibrate with sensual desire… With sexual unending heat…”
 
God... As much as I enjoyed waking up from my mindless pleasure doll state, I knew I would love the heights he promised me even more.
 
“Your body will be completely saturated with unrealisable pleasure…” he whispered. “In a constant state of near release… Feeling like every light touch of my fingers… Of my lips… Could make you explode with the biggest orgasm of your life…”
 
Fuck… I already knew how that felt. For the past few pleasure training sessions, I felt exactly like that. I felt like I would explode from the over stimulation. But I never did…
 
And it never failed to drive me insane… Drive me deep into my own mind… My own pleasure…
I could take more and more of it, but when he forced me there… On the very edge… Pushing against his lock… I could manage his fingers. His lips even…
 
But I couldn’t withstand his tongue or his cock. That was simply too much for me.
 
Can you even imagine it?
 
Feeling on the edge of a massive orgasm for what seems like hours upon hours… Feeling so sensitive that a gentle caress on your neck is enough to make you feel like you are about to cum. That you couldn’t hope to hold it back… That even his hypnotic lock couldn’t possibly resist the wave of pleasure crashing through your body…
 
And not cum? Can you picture that?
 
I certainly can because his hypnotic control is too strong to allow my pleasure to release.
 
So I endure… And sink into the pleasure until nothing else reaches my thoughts.
 
And then…
 
Then…
 
Then he truly takes me. Fucks me…
 
Can you even imagine how that feels when you are THAT sensitive? THAT ready to cum?
 
It’s painful in a way that is exquisitely addictive to me…
 
“But of course you won’t cum…” he continued. “You are too much of a good girl for that. I’ll play the strings of your pleasure until my pretty little instrument can handle the music I wish to play with her. A special song only I will ever hear and enjoy. It will be so grand… So delicious to enjoy you once you can live in that incredible pleasure haze without faltering.”
 
Fuck… I was already dripping and we haven’t even started!
 
“How I long to savor that with you…” he said as he looked down at his finger. “Now my horny little instrument, what sort of symphony shall I create with this tonight?”
 
He pulled and punctuated his words by releasing the elastic band with a sharp snap. I had no idea what he would decide to do with me and I frankly didn’t care. I was his instrument and he was the musician. I was the vessel he was meticulously tuning so his inspired symphony could one day come to life.
 
Inhabiting my flesh and my mind in a way I could only fantasize about.
 
As he moved my frozen body to the bed behind me, I felt the familiar rush of anticipation as my mind drifted back to the first time I felt myself let go and sink into his soft guiding words. I didn’t know the extent of what we were setting out to explore together, but I knew I had nothing to fear.
 
Because even when I fail and shut down short of the symphony he wants to play with my flesh, I still rehearse my pleasure song and please him.
 
After all, any musician will tell you that rehearsals are a lot of work.  Yet, how else can an artist sharpen his talents and tune his instrument to play the divine notes that are required for his opus?
 
I felt him slowly pull down my panties and took a few bracing breaths as his fingers trailed down my legs. His breath was hot and hungry as he made his way up, making my heart race.
 
“Excellent…” I heard him say. “Looks like my pleasure doll is primed and ready to play. Shall we begin?”
 
My eyes rolled in the back of my head as he stroked the first few moaning notes from my immobile body. He doesn’t always hypnotically freeze me, but I’ll admit it helps a lot when he does. I can’t falter and start begging him to stop. I can’t try to escape his exquisite ministrations. I’m forced to stay there and let the pleasure completely invade my body as my mind tries to stay sane under the onslaught.
 
As his hunger manifested as liquid pleasure inside my veins, my mind held onto the hope that one day soon, I would be able to take it and play that symphony for him. He told me I could do it and I completely trusted that I would.
 
I was his perfect instrument of pleasure and he was my Virtuoso.
 
I knew that one day, together, we would play the opus of his desires.

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