Short Story: Tech or Hypnosis?

Male's Point of View - Hypnosis - Technology

​“I can feel it you know.” she said as she caressed the back of your neck. “You can stop pretending that you are this amazing hypnotist, I feel the small scar in the back of my neck where you implanted the chip.”

“A chip? What the hell is a chip in your neck supposed to do?” I asked, thorough amused by her thought process.

“I’m not quite sure, but I believe it interferes with the way I feel things. You know... Like touch and taste and stuff.”

“That would certainly be amazing... Why do you think it would do that?”

“Well for one thing..." she said eyeing me as she casually pointed to her exposed nipples.

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"I KNOW my nipples aren’t normally this sensitive..." she continued. "I've never cum from just being teased there. Never. But ever since you put the chip in, I feel like I have 2 brand new clits on my chest!”

“I see...” I said as I tried to contain my laugh. “But then again, it could be that you are just extremely excited by being here in my bed. The mind can do amazing things when it is in the right mood.”

“Oh sure...” she said as she rolled her eyes. “I know that the mind is a powerful thing and all that crap, but this goes way beyond what the mind can do!”

“Really? Why would you say that?" I asked.

“Because! The mind, even under intense hypnosis, can’t possibly change a person’s sense of taste and smell!”

“You say this ‘chip’ has? How?”

“Listen, there is a reason I’m mostly a lesbian. Not that I don’t find guys hot, it’s just that cock is so distasteful and disgusting to smell. I’d much rather lick a girl than go down on a cock.”

“Oh... So when you said you liked my cock earlier, that you loved how it tasted, that was just you being sexy for me?”

“NO!” she said as she banged her hands on the bed, revealing her wonderful tits. “I’m saying I really DO enjoy it. That’s what I mean, somehow, the chip changed how I taste your cock and now I love it. It ACTUALLY tastes good!”

“I see... So that’s why you don’t mind going down on me then?”

“Yeah... That and the insane amount of pleasure I feel when I do it. I mean... You say you hypnotized me to feel pleasure when I obey you, but really, I know that you activate the chip in my neck to stimulate my pleasure centers. I might have played along in the begin and ‘obeyed’ you for the sake of it, but now... I feel compelled to obey you because I know how good I’ll feel. Using the chip, you’ve basically conditioned me to love to obey you.”

“So you don’t believe the I hypnotized you so deeply that I was able to make all those changes over the last few weeks? You don’t think hypnosis can change you like you say you have. Correct?”

“Exactly. I know for a fact that hypnosis could never make me change into your little obedient sex slave. And I know I am. I can’t fight it. Not anymore. I love it even. Hypnosis could never hope to change a person like you changed me. So really, it was easy to figure out that it had to be something more powerful. Something as unyielding as some sort of technology. And then I found the scar and everything became clear.”

“OK... You got me... I have been conditioning you to be my little sex pet with the help of the chip in your neck. Rewarding obedience with pleasure can be a powerful tool in that endeavor. But tell me... When did I actually implant it?”

“I...” she said as she thought about it. “It must have been during one of our first dates. I know I blacked out for a few hours when you ‘hypnotized me’. It must have been then. Right?”

“Right! You got me again.” I said with a smile. “But if you remember correctly, I DID hypnotize you. I didn’t drug you or anything. So how can you be sure you are right? That the thought about feeling a chip in your neck isn’t some sort of post-hypnotic trigger? That I didn’t implant this new belief you have?”

She blinked a few times before she answered.

“I... I mean... NO! I’m sure hypnosis can’t make me feel all those things. It can’t condition me like this chip has. Not when I didn’t want to be your plaything in the first place.”

“You didn’t? Strange... I remember you telling how hot it would be to be turned into a sex toy...”

“WHAT? I never said that! I would never...” she trailed off as she clearly doubted herself.

“It may have been during one of those first trances... Regardless... Do you like being my sex slave now? Obeying my every whim? Always being wet and ready for me to fuck you when I feel like it? Obeying my silent commands when I want you to suck me so expertly?”

“I...” she said before she moaned. “HHhmm... I love it!”
 
She was experiencing a small orgasm at the thought of pleasing me. Of obeying me. I had to wait for her to finish.

“Good...” I said with a smile. “If you like it so much, it must be that I was right and you did tell me it would be hot to be one. Even before this all started. No nasty surgery required.”

“I mean...” she said as she licked her lips. “Hypnosis MIGHT be able to do this to me... But... Not this intensely... Besides... I clearly have a scar in the back of my neck! That can’t be hypnosis since it’s a physical thing!"

“Really? Well tell me then, are you wearing a top?”

She looked down at her chest and smiled. 

“Stop trying to make me doubt my reasoning like that! I know what I know. This is all the chip and nothing you say will make me doubt it!”

“You didn’t answer my question though...”

“I know! I don’t have to because we are both fully aware of what we are seeing. And since this is all the chip, I know you can plainly see what I see.”

“You are strangely reluctant to answer...” I said as I admired her naked chest. “Let me tell you then, I see that you aren’t wearing a top at all.”

“WHAT??” she said as she looked down at herself. “Stop kidding around! Of course I’m wearing a top!”

She made a show of grabbing some imaginary piece of clothing and pulling it tight.

“See?” she said as she showed me the invisible fabric. “I can see and feel it... OH I SEE! You played around with the settings on the chip... Very nice... And refined! I mean... WOW! I REALLY see and feel like I have a top on! I have to applaud the level of control this chip has over my senses. It’s really remarkable.”

“So I won’t change your mind then?”

“No you won’t!” she said with a smile. “Beside you admitted as much a minute ago so stop trying to make me doubt it.”

I chuckled.

“Ok then. You truly do have a chip in your neck that makes you feel all sorts of things and that’s how I slowly conditioned you to be my sex pet.”

“There you see? That wasn’t that hard to admit now was it?”

I chuckled again.

“It certainly wasn’t!” I said before taking a deep breath. “Remove neck scar.”

“What did you... Say...” she said as she slowly lifted her hand to her neck. “No... You couldn’t have...”

She caressed the back of her neck and tried to find the scar she felt a minute ago.

“Ok... This is weird... I can’t feel the scar anymore... OH I SEE! You can do verbal commands for the chip? Intense... You made it play with my sense of touch so I wouldn’t be able to feel it. Clever...”

“Or I’m using hypnosis triggers...”

She blinked a few times as doubt crept in her mind. I tried not to laugh as I debated if I would ever tell her which of the 2 scenarios was actually the truth.

Was it some outlandish tech? Or was it skilled hypnosis?

I guess that my having a double doctorate in psychology and robotics doesn’t help her at all.

​What do you think? Should I tell her?