dom-plays-with-dolls: I look at you, and you know what I see? A beautiful time bomb. You’re biding y
dom-plays-with-dolls: I look at you, and you know what I see? A beautiful time bomb. You’re biding your time now, resisting as much as you can, and you can’t even see that the wick has already been lit. What the fuck are you even talking about? I’ve whispered words into your ear as you’ve slept, pet. I’ve stared into your eyes as my words to slipped and slithered into your mind without you even knowing it. Slowly, surely, you’ve become my slave. You’re crazy. You’ve never said anything like that to me. And if you did, I would’ve fucking remembered. Just give it up, lady, hypnosis isn’t real. Oh, you would have? You would’ve remembered all of the times I’ve tranced you, all the times I’ve waved my hand in front of your eyes and told you what to think? No, silly girl, you remember exactly what I want you to remember… Whatever, this is stupid. I’m leaving. No, you’re not. Not yet. Not before I apply the…finishing touches. Hah, is that lipstick? Lipstick is your magical weapon? It is. See how red? How juicy? How beautiful it is to look at? It…it’s a nice shade, yeah, but…it’s still just…lipstick… If it is “just lipstick”, then why are you so fixated on it? If it’s just a normal tube of make-up, why are you staring at it so intensely? I…because…I dunno. I’m not. I’m not staring at it, you’re just…confusing me… Am I? Is it becoming hard to think clearly, my dear? If hypnosis is so fake, why do you think this regular old tube of lipstick is so entrancing? I…just like the…color?… Your lips are pouted…puckered…mmm, I can see it all over your face, my pet. You want this magic lipstick on your lips, don’t you? No…I don’t…I don’t know why my lips are doing that, but…stop. I don’t know what’s happening. I don’t like this. Oh, but you will…just hold still and relax… No, I don’t want that on my…my…mmmmmy… See? Feel how smooth it is as it slides against your lips. Feel how wet and juicy it feels. Feel the lipstick wash away your thoughts, break down all of your resistance…even now, your body is betraying you, isn’t it? Yessss… You like the lipstick, don’t you, pet? I dooo… You like being my pet, don’t you? Yesss… You love being hypnotized, don’t you? Mmmmm…yesss…hypnotized… And even now, your lips deep red, your body exposed for me, your mind blank and empty…you want to go even deeper for me, don’t you? Yes…please…deeper… Very good girl…take the lipstick, put it on, and fall even deeper for me. -- source link