hypnofootfetishist: chaos-doll:She was browsing tumblr looking for something new and interesting t
hypnofootfetishist: chaos-doll: She was browsing tumblr looking for something new and interesting to edge to when she found the link, a reference to something called the Program. Being her usual curious self, she couldn’t help but click the link. Something with such a simple yet authoritative name had to be interesting. What could it be? Something hypnotic? Something degrading? Something completely new? In her quest to explore all of her kinks, Emily found herself in this situation quite frequently. Since joining tumblr it seemed like she cared less and less about other forms of entertainment as she sat scrolling through so many wonderful and erotic blogs. The link finished loading and within a few seconds she found herself staring deeply into the center of her screen. Right there, at the top of the blog, was a swirling vortex beckoning her to look closely. She blinked a few times, her eyes watering slightly as she tried to focus. The image was powerful, more so than most other spirals she had seen. She felt compelled to click on it and to her surprise the image filled her screen with a quick flash, she squinted slightly, as if trying to see deeper into coiling lines on the monitor. A subtle ambient melody began to emanate from Emily’s computer, she barely noticed the sound, still feeling compelled to look beyond the spiral. SHe leaned in closer to the screen, something was compelling her to look deeper, beyond the visible image. “Hello.. and Welcome Back..” A synthetic sounding voice chimed. The voice continued speaking, whispering to Emily, her conscious mind aware of the words but unable to process them. It appeared to be asking for consent for something, without hesitation she mouthed the word “Yes” back to the screen. The next several minutes were a blur for Emily, only occasionally able to consciously hear the words being spoken by the strange yet compelling voice. “Feel pleasureto go deeperand deeper”...Several more minutes passed, Emily remained completely oblivious to the instructions being fed directly into her mind. She simply squirmed in silence, sitting in front of her computer....“Upgrade Complete” A moment later and she was fully aware again, the spiral gone from her screen, the voice now silent. She tilted her head to the side and scrolled though the mysterious blog, intent on learning it’s secrets, studying it deeper and deeper. A sense of pleasure welled up inside her. “I am a slave.. I belong to the Program” she whispered to herself. “The Program always wins” Wonderful Beautiful short piece with wonderfully associated pic… Many of us probably can see themselves a little in there… -- source link