Hypnopum
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A kiss, blown
🕑 Added 2022-12-03 12:34:04 +0000 UTCYou finaly muster the courage to go to the club that's rumoured to take people away for the night. Nothing will happen, surely.
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You had heard the rumours about this club. A place to go if you wanted to disappear for an evening. Where the owners would pick out those lucky few from the crowd and have their way with them. And now you were here, on the dance floor, with someone approaching you.
“Hey Cutie! mwah!” In the flashing lights of the club, you didn’t really see what happened. They blew you a kiss, that much you knew, but why were you feeling this comfortable feeling settling over you? A hand wafted before you, and you took it. “That’s a good little subby.”
Those words came from… Somewhere. Maybe the owner of the hand? They were leading you somewhere, but you couldn’t tell where. The lights were settling down, the music was fading. “Okay, you sweet little thing, just sit down in this chair, that’s it.”
You felt a padded seat beneath you, and felt restraints securing you. Locking you in place. And then you felt something being lowered, over your head. A headset, covering your eyes, leaving you in darkness. And then the spirals started. The voices soon followed.
And as, hours later, you left the club, you felt sure, and certain, that you not only wanted to come back, but that you wanted to bring your friends. You’d had such a wonderful time here, you’re sure that they would love it as well. Good toys make good toys after all.
