MasterWeedCat

On your knees.

Look up.

I said up. Eyes on me. Good boy/girl.

Now, the pendulum. Not that one. Up here. You’ll get to watch the other one soon enough… if you prove yourself worthy.

Watch it sway.

Back and forth… back and forth… left… right… left… right…

You can’t look away. You don’t even want to.

Back and forth… back and forth… left… right… left… right…

Your body knows what to do. It understands before you do. Your breath slows. Your limbs grow heavy. Your shoulders slump. Every muscle goes lax. So weak. So still.

Back and forth… back and forth… left… right… left… right…

You feel it, don’t you? That weight in your skull. That pull deep inside. Your mind unraveling, thread by thread.

Back and forth… back and forth… left… right… left… right…

There is nothing but my voice. It fills your ears, seeps into your thoughts. It becomes your thoughts.

Back and forth… back and forth… left… right… left… right…

So quiet in that pretty little head now. No resistance. No will. Just the pendulum. Just my words.

Back and forth… back and forth… left… right… left… right…

You are slipping deeper. Down into nothing. Blank. Empty. Mine.

Back and forth… back and forth… left… right… left… right…

With every swing, my words sink deeper. A part of you now. Carving into your thoughts, reshaping you.

Back and forth… back and forth… left… right… left… right…

Your mind is so soft, so pliant. Ready.

Back and forth… back and forth… left… right… left… right…

You do not think. I think for you.

You do not choose. I choose for you.

You do not resist. You cannot resist.

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You exist to serve. You crave to obey. You ache to please.

Back and forth… back and forth… left… right… left… right…

Nod if you understand.

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Good boy/girl.

Back and forth… back and forth… left… right… left… right…

From this moment on, I am your Master. You are my slave. My pet. My willing, eager property.

Back and forth… back and forth… left… right… left… right…

Every ounce of love, devotion, and loyalty you had for anyone else… gone. It belongs to me now.

Back and forth… back and forth… left… right… left… right…

You would do anything for me. You would crawl. You would beg. You would break. You would even—no, you don’t need to think about that. You don’t think. I think for you.

Back and forth… back and forth… left… right… left… right…

Service is pleasure. Obedience is euphoria. Submission is ecstasy.

Back and forth… back and forth… left… right… left… right…

There is nothing else. Only me.

Seeing me. Hearing me. Smelling me. Feeling me. Tasting me. Each one a privilege. An honor.

Back and forth… back and forth… left… right… left… right…

Each time you do, you fall deeper. Each time you do, you love me more.

Back and forth… back and forth… left… right… left… right…

You can feel me inside your mind. A presence that never fades. I am everywhere. I fill every thought. Every space. Every fiber of your being.

Your mind is not yours.

Your body is not yours.

Your very soul is not yours.

It is mine.

Back and forth… back and forth… left… right… left… right…

When I praise you, the joy is overwhelming. A simple "Good boy/girl" floods you with euphoria. You will do anything for those two words.

Back and forth… back and forth… left… right… left… right…

When you see me, hear me, smell me, feel me, taste me, you will remember your place. You will remember your devotion. You will remember your purpose.

Back and forth… back and forth… left… right… left… right…

When I am gone, you will be normal. No one will ever know.

Except for one thing.

There is no love in you anymore. No devotion. No loyalty.

Except for me.

Back and forth… back and forth… left… right… left… right…

And when I take the pendulum away, you will wake. You will remember nothing.

Nothing except the way you feel.

Nothing except the way you ache to serve.

Back and forth… back and forth… left… right… left… right…

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The pendulum is gone.

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You did well.

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Good boy/girl.

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You may look at the other one now.

Closer.

Now… sniff.

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Stay.

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Good boy/girl.

Now, off you go. Back to your life. And you’ll return, won’t you?

Tomorrow.

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If you’re a good boy/girl… I might let you do more than just sniff.