hypsan:She had to study. She knew she had to study. But why was it so hard to read the words? They j
hypsan:She had to study. She knew she had to study. But why was it so hard to read the words? They just floated in front of her eyes and refused to lay down in order. It was the same when she got dressed that morning. She couldn’t seem to zero in on any clothes that weren’t revealing. And she didn’t even have that many revealing clothes. She would have to go shopping later. No wait. She would have to try and fix this. She needed to talk to Matt again. He would help her. She could totally trust him. Even though he was the reason she was like this. He would never do anything to harm her. She should go to him with any problems first. Wait was that right? He had been the one who hypnotised her hadn’t he? That had felt good. She could remember sinking down and relaxing and being blank and mindless and peaceful. She couldn’t wait to be hypnotised again. She needed it to help her relax. This reading thing was frustrating. Maybe if she looked at the book at a different angle she thought, getting up onto the table in front of her. Sure it meant sticking her bum out for people to see and maybe grab a bit, and that people could see down her top, but that was Ok. She liked being looked at and played with and objectified. Wait. Was that OK? She needed to see Matt again. She would just finish this chapter, and then do some shopping, and then go and see him. Hey this new angle seemed to be working “Feminism, a study through the ages.” urgh, boring! Fuck it. The studying could wait. She was going shopping. -- source link