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Posted: 2019-02-26 18:40:03
by akaece - Size: 1017x1280
- Source: www.furaffinity.net/view/30620078/
- Rating: Explicit
- Score: 243 (vote up)
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Awaking from the dreamy state the hypnotist had left her in, Millie found herself slowly starting to worry about where she was and why she was there. The cool wood of the stage floor beneath her bare knees had felt like a comfortable sensation while in trance, but now, it only made her remember how wrong this was. She was supposed to be standing center-stage, not kneeling and drooling in front of a chair. She was the performer; she was the one who told the hypnotized people what to do when their minds were too far away to figure it out - not the one who wound up like this, not...
"Oh, Millie," a sing-song, teasing voice said, and the sound of that voice filled her head with a flash of memories from the last few minutes - the swinging thing she'd not been able to take her eyes off, the way her body had felt paralyzed under a great weight as she struggled to do anything but sink under its spell, the heat of the hypnotist's body against her fur as they'd stripped her while she slept standing up. She had only a moment to remember before there was another sound to catch her attention, a snap of fingers. She felt a vague sense of injustice about it all, that someone could steal her toys and then steal her show like this.
But she felt it only for a moment. After that, she felt a powerful shiver spread through her body, and then a burning flush came to her face, and with it came a smile, in spite of it all. Quivering, she slid her hands between her thighs and leaned forward - for one last instant, her desire not to do this to herself on stage, in front of an upsettingly enthusiastic audience, equaled her desire to let her hands come up off the floor and do to her what she wanted them to do.
Another instant later, and the scales had tipped. Millie looked up at the hypnotist with new eyes and a mind full of mushy desire as she let herself go.
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here, some fun fact :D
www.youtube.com/watch?v=51yuRbFJpj8
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Holy shit that's hot.