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Short Story: Mystery Controller

18/6/2021

 
Female's Point of View - Hypnosis
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I think someone has taken control of me... 

Of my mind... Of my body...

It’s the only explanation I can muster as I find myself applying with the upmost care the most alluring lipstick and makeup. I can’t help myself or convince my body to stop. I just sit serenely in front of my mirror and make myself as beautiful as the make up I own will allow.

The same goes for my hair. I spent what ever time is needed to dry and style my hair in a way that will best enhance the make up I've applied.

I just can’t help it...

Every evening, once I’ve eaten and gossiped with my friends online, I find myself wanting to take a long hot shower. Not that I think I need one per say, I just... WANT to wash my body. Even if I already had one earlier in the evening. it doesn't seem to matter.

It’s become a routine I can’t shake...
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Truth be told, I’ve never been this well maintained in ages...

Which is rather nice since I never had the discipline to groom myself so frequently. It's admittedly refreshing to be able to see just how beautiful I can be. Not that I’m vain or into girls, but I spend so much time making myself attractive that I can’t help but admire  the obviously alluring end result.

​Every night, after I’m done preparing myself, I can’t shake the desire to go sit in front of my computer. My heart even races in unknown anticipation as I convince myself that I NEED to sit there and open my computer. Some nights I don't really think about what I'm doing while I make myself beautiful and just kind of realize I'm sitting in front of my computer.

But other nights, I'm aware of every step I take as my body moves towards my desk. It's not like I feel compelled or pushed... No... It's more like...

It's what I was going to do anyway?

Bit like when you drive yourself home after work and let your thoughts wander and process the day. You don't really concentrate on what you are doing, but somehow, you end up driving home all the same. I guess that's how it feels when my little routine kicks in.

My body just goes on auto pilot without me realizing what I'm doing until I'm either done or stop thinking about all the shit that goes on in my life.

Like I've said, some times I'm aware of every step and other times I just kind of zone out until I'm sitting in front of my computer. 

But every single time it's happened, I just stop. 

I just stare at the screen...

I don't get up or look around for something to do, I just stare...

And I don't really WANT to do anything else, which is the weirdest part of this whole situation really. I just...

Stare...

I can’t remember opening up a web browser or even cuing up a video. I just... Stare at my desktop and wait...

I used to to think I was waiting for a call, but no... I just wait and relax as I stare at my desktop.

But some times... I think... 

I think I do open up a window... I have faint flashes of colors... Patterns... Words...

But try as I might, I can’t make my mind focus on those memories. They just slip through my thoughts into the depths of my brain without leaving a lasting impression on my waking mind.

Which has maybe me start to suspect that maybe... 

Yes...

I believe someone is hypnotizing me... Brainwashing me maybe?

I can’t be sure...

I only know that every evening, I find myself staring at my desktop until I fall asleep...

And then I wake up in the morning having had an incredibly refreshing night in my bed. Some times I think I had dreams... But most mornings, I just seem to forget how weird my evening is and just go about my day as if nothing happened.

But something surely does...

Because every night, I find myself with the unshakable desire to make myself pretty and sit in front of my computer...

Wearing progressively sexier and more revealing outfits...

So surely, someone has taken control of me and is making me sit in front of my own computer, watching me as my screen inevitably hypnotizes me with colors and patterns I’m not allowed to remember.

Some days, I feel this dull trepidation... This inkling of panic as I try to remember why or who is doing this to me. I try to force myself to panic and react to the fact that someone is most definitely playing around in my head.

But then, out of nowhere, I feel this incredible calm wash over me, making me so very docile as I slowly forget how worrisome this situation can be. Try as I might, I can’t fight it more than that.

My logical brain tells me I should be scared, but I can’t bring myself to feel it.

No...

The only thing I feel is... Curious...

Curious to know who is pulling my strings...
Curious to know how that person has taken over my thoughts...
Curious to know what they plan to do with me...
Curious to know what they are doing now, while I stare helplessly at the screen...

And yes... Admittedly, I feel slightly aroused...

How could I not?

Someone out there as taken upon themselves to take control of little old me. They’ve worked hard to worm their way into my life so they could take control and make me dress up as pretty as I can for them. I've never been one to feel aroused by being overly submissive, but something about the control this person has over me is...

Seductive...

Is that also something they control?

I can't help but wonder if I'm discovering something that I always felt deep inside or if their control is now so deep that I feel aroused at the thought of being taken over by them.

I guess I can't be sure... But I do know that I feel good every single morning after I wake up from the most restful nights of my life. That can't be all bad right?

Besides... I’m not dating anyone and lately, I find that I just don’t WANT to date anyone... Is that their doing?

If so... Why hadn’t they come over to see me?

Is it because they live to far away?

Or is it something else?

Do they even plan to come see me for real?

Or...

Have they already?

I don’t know and can’t muster the will to worry about it. Not too much anyway...

The only thing I find myself yearning for is the calm staring that over takes me after I’m good and pretty.

Something about the thoughtless stare I fall into as I peer intently at my desktop calls out to me in the most delicious way. Especially when I feel my heart flutter with unknown anticipation.

Wondering if tonight will be different...

Wondering if tonight I’ll remember more and dream about the things the screen has shown me...

Wondering if I’ll ever be made to remember meeting my mystery controller...


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