Crispyprincessbasement - KEI Sakana

Thought the people might like this one.

I find it unique in that one single spot isn’t consistent.

Its all moving, draining, and enticing.

Come Get Me

You think this is the part where I seduce you, right? I come in with feminine wiles and turn you into a helpless toy? Because you need me to be the initiator. "I'm not *really* into that. She took *advantage* of me." You put up the flimsiest of defenses to give yourself a sense of deniability. A whispered, "no," followed by a whimpered, "wait." All the while praying some part of me goes into your mouth so you don't even need to put in that pathetic effort.

That's not happening. You want me, you're going to put in the work. You're going to tell me all the things you want to do before you do them and then follow through exactly. I'm a damn queen, and if you won't treat me as such, I'll find someone who will.

Apology

I must apologize. My hypnosis is far more crude than that of my contemporaries. No feelings of warmth, no relaxation, not even anything pretty to look at. I can't even tell you this will be over quickly. It will just be you, completely frozen in terror. You will be conscious of everything, feel everything, but be unable to move in any way. My only defense is that I never asked for this to be the way I Feed. Now, we really should be getting started. This will take quite some time.

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All You've Known is Fight.

Give in to Compliance.

You May Find Unknown Strength in Your Obediance.

Stop resisting already

You dont need to be smart

You just need to be a mindless hypnoslut

Ready to edge and obey your master

Reblog if you need to be blank and empty

You need to obey

... Again, and Again

That confused look of yours gets cuter every time I see it.

The way you're caught off guard by my familiarity.

Then the way you wonder how many times we've had this conversation.

You run calculations in an attempt to keep yourself grounded. To stop yourself from imagining all the things I could have been doing to you, and how eager you were to do it all.

It fails.

Every.

Time.

The fantasies run wild, you start to spiral. It's that panic which lets my influence creep in once again.

Soon, the entirety of your mind will be overtaken by what I've placed there, making you my perfect plaything.

And just as easily, I'll snatch it all back and you'll be left with nothing.

Again. And again. And again.

Be a good girl … Drool your brain away