Max JT Meyer
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New Story: Sleepy Time
🕑 Added 2023-05-15 04:38:35 +0000 UTCFinally a new story!
This one's short, and I think you'll enjoy it. I do some stuff a little differently, but I think it's fun, and I'm pretty sure it works
Sleepy Time
A Smuthunter Short
“Your eyelids are getting heavy, so tired and so heavy now…”
Danny blinked and tried to shake away the waves of lethargy that were washing over him, but all he could do was yawn.
“So heavy like my breasts, so soft and heavy like my breasts. And you’re too hard to look away now, my breasts are so soft and so big, and so heavy that they make your cock too hard for you to want to look away. Too hard to try, too sleepy and tired now to resist, all you can do is stare, and sink down into my cleavage, just like my necklace…”
Crystal was wearing a tight black top made out of some stretchy material, and at some point in their conversation Danny had started staring at her simple, gold necklace, mainly because he’d found himself staring at her tits, which were pale, and creamy, and fully on display in that top. Her top was tight, with long, flared sleeves, and looked like something a witch would wear, and it made her fair, pale skin stand out. She was also wearing dark blue jeans, and Danny remembered that, but he couldn’t remember what they’d been talking about…
“Just like where you want to be, warm and safe in between my big, heavy, sleepy breasts. So sleepy and warm, so soft, where you want to slide that big, hard cock of yours. And the harder you get, the sleepier you get, and the sleepier you get, the harder you get…”
He hadn’t seen what was at the end of the chain,he just saw the gold disappear down between her breasts.
Crystal was his older sister’s older friend, and she’d always been around, and always been kind of a weirdo. She was pretty, had long, wavy brown hair, and pale green eyes that were so intense that he could never really keep eye contact with her when he was growing up. Luckily she had gone off to college by the time puberty had really set in for Danny, or not being able to keep eye contact would have been the least of his staring problems.
“And the harder you get, the harder it gets to keep those sleepy, heavy, heavy like my breasts, soft, and sleepy, and sleep is so welcoming now, just like my breasts now, eyes that want to close and sleep, feeling your mind wanting to just sleep between my breasts.”
When he saw her on one of the dating apps he’d had to match with her, partly as a joke or a nudge and partly because…
“You want to sleep with my Danny, you need to sleep for me now, down, down, down into sleepy time between my tits as everything else fades away. Just sink down, all the way down, eyes too heavy, like my big heavy breasts, to keep open any longer. All you can do is sink down, slide down into sleepy time, warm and safe between my tits, warm and safe where you belong now, where your cock wants to belong now.”
He moaned, and felt his eyelids closing down, and fought to keep them open.
When they matched, she invited him over to her apartment, and at first it felt like they were just chatting and catching up…
“The harder you fight, the harder you get, and the harder you get, the more tired and sleepy you become, which is good because it’s sleepy time for that hard cock and that tired mind, right between my warm, soft breasts. Just try and resist, try even harder, like a baby who doesn’t want to take his nap. Try and stay awake until you just can’t do it any longer.”
Her tone became patronizing, condescending, “It’s sleepy time for big Danny, and sleepy time for that little Danny between your legs. Sleepy time between my tits, sleepy time for you now, because you’re just too hard to stay awake, just too hard for you to stay awake any longer.”
He couldn’t stop himself, he just melted into the darkness as his eyes closed.
“That’s right Danny, if you want to sleep with me,” his eyes opened a slit, just enough to stare at the gold chain that disappeared down into her soft… his eyes were closing down again… “Then you have to sleep for me. And you will sleep for me, sinking down between my tits, down into soft, dreamy, deep sleep, any time you hear me and only me say sleepy time. Nod your tired, sleepy head when you understand.”
His chin dipped in agreement and his eyes fluttered shut.
It felt like falling into warm honey, submerging himself in a sleepy, dreamy heaviness that felt physical, and it just made him harder, hader and more sexually desperate.
“That’s right, I see your little head nodding too,” they’d been talking, just talking, just catching up, and flirting, and then he’d started saying less and less, because it was easier to just listen to her.
And then as he listened, he started just staring more and more at her amazing tits and that little gold chain that slid down between them…
“You’d do anything to sleep with me, so you’ll do everything to just go to sleep for me now, because it’s sleepy time, so that means it’s time to sleep. And I know you want to just stay in this nice, deep sleep, but you need to open your eyes, wake up, and look at me now.”
It was hard to open his eyes, the sticky, warm, heavy sleepiness that clung to his mind, and closed his eyes so easily was hard to wade through. It was so hard to pull himself out of the warm, heaviness that was pulling him deeper into the sound of her voice with every breath he took, making him harder, and making it harder to move or even want to move.
“But you can’t sleep with me if you’re already asleep, can you, Danny?”
His eyes opened, begrudgingly, and it looked like she’d adjusted her top to somehow show him even more of the cleavage that was spilling out, and he blinked, his eyes fluttering, draining his resolve to keep them open like she told him to, as she stroked the golden chain that vanished into that deep, creamy white valley.
Things didn’t make sense, but somehow what she just said did.
“But if you want to sleep with me,” she stroked the chain and leaned in closer, “then you have to sleep for me.”
His eyes started to flutter, and everything was fuzzy, all he could do was stare at her tits as he tried to listen. “It’s a contradiction, you can’t sleep with me if you’re asleep, but you have to sleep for me, because when your cock gets this hard…”
She put her hand between his legs and started to rub his pronounced erection over his pants, “It’s sleepy time. And the more you try and stay awake while you stare at my big, soft boobies, the harder your cock gets and the sleepier…”
She started rubbing him with more intensity, “and sleeper, this big, hard cock makes you. And the harder you get, and the sleepier you get, the more you just stare at my soft tits, wishing you could just sink between them, down where my necklace is, down where you want to be…”
Things had escalated quickly, he moaned as he felt himself getting to the edge.
“In sleepy time now. Sleepy time Danny. You’;re just too hard to stay awake any longer, it’s time to go back to sleep.”
She was pressed into him on the couch now, her hand between his legs, his mind soft as his cock was empty, lost in the darkness.
“That’s right, sleepy time means it’s time to sleep, and it’s so hard for you to try and open your eyes now, when I keep making you harder, and harder. And the harder I make you, the more you want to sleep with me, but the harder I make your cock, the deeper you sleep. So I guess all you can do is dream of sleeping with me. Dream of sleeping with me, like you’ve always done…”
Danny couldn’t believe he’d run into his sister’s old friend Crystal when he came back home from his first quarter at college. He’d always had a crush on her, you've always had a crush on me, and he’d always had a thing for her big tits, you’ve always been obsessed with my tits, and she’d been flirting with him when she saw him, and he couldn’t believe…
“Sleepy time Danny, every time you wake up, you fall even deeper into your sexy dreams of me. Deeper into the sound of my voice, and deeper down into the pleasure of just giving in. Just give in to the pleasure my sweet little baby, it’s sleepy time for you, and you need to sleep for me.”
Danny’s eyes closed again, before he realized they were even open, and he was vaguely aware that she was cradling his head against her… “Soft, sleepy boobies, put you right to sleepy time. Soft sleepy boobies, make you too hard to stay awake.”
They were kissing on her couch, her hand between his legs, and he felt nervous because he’d never been with anyone before, no matter what you try and remember, you’ve never been with anyone before, and as she kissed him, and gave him a handjob, his hands moved to cup and nervously play with her huge tits, my tits are the only tits you’ve ever touched, her tits were the first and only tits he’d ever touched.
A shudder ran from the base of his skull through his entire body, and he felt strong arms pulling him close, smothering his face in softness, caressing his head. A haze of memories, of ex-girlfriends and hookups tried to push out of the back of his mind, but those big, soft, sleepy boobies smothered them. ‘Sleepy time, sleepy time, listen and obey, my way is the only way for you to sleep with me.”
He gasped as his hips tried to move, and he tried to get more out of her constant, steady stroking over his pants, and as he let out a shuddering moan, she pressed her fingertips into the base of his skull and said “Sleepy time” as the world fell away into darkness again.
They hadn’t even fully undressed, she was riding him on her couch, kissing him deeply, and he was deep inside her as her hips moved undeniably, steadily, taking your virginity, taking his virginity, and it was everything he always wanted, it’s everything you’ve ever wanted, because he loved her, because you love me.
“You’ve always loved me, you’ve always been in love with me, there’s only me, there’s only room for me in your life, and every other woman you see is boring and unattractive.”
His cock was out now, in her bare hand, and she was working him slowly, slower than before, and he could barely keep his eyes open. This time she didn’t seem to notice him waking up.
“You’ve never wanted anyone else, you’ve only wanted me. You’ve been masturbating thinking of me before, and ever since I took your virginity. You’ve always loved me, and you’ve always needed me. Only I can make you happy, and you’ve always felt this way. Ever since you were so nervous with me that first time, too nervous to finish, remembering when I offered to hypnotize you to relax you. Remembering when I hypnotized you with my tits to hypnotize you that first time. That was the first time I put sleepy time in your mind as a hypnotic suggestion. Sleepy time has put you into a deep trance for such a long time.”
He was so nervous, so anxious, but it all felt so good. He just couldn’t get there, and Crystal took off her tight black top with the wide sleeves, then took off her plain black bra, and let her tits fall free. She was telling him to just focus on her jiggling, bouncing tits as she still fucked him, guiding him to breathe slowly, and just relax, to let his mind wander more and more as he focused more on more on those tits that had always seemed to hypnotize him, my tits have always had a hypnotic sway over you.
He knew his mind could just drift into a warm, relaxed, sleepy place. He could go into a sort of sleepy time, any time you hear me say the words sleepy time you will enter into a passive and compliant hypnotic state where my breasts and my voice will make you eagerly suggestible and desperate to obey me, so you can please me and keep my attention and my affection…
Danny opened his eyes and saw two, large, pale, perfect tits bouncing slowly as his long time girlfriend, the woman who took his virginity, who he’d always loved and been obsessed with, who he was always powerless to say no to… you’re powerless to resist me, whose tits had entranced him, and whose hypnosis has molded him into being perfect for her, my hypnosis has conditioned, programmed, and made you into my perfectly devoted and loving, love slave… Was he awake or asleep, was there a difference anymore…
An engagement ring sparkled in his eyes at the end of a thin gold chain, gently twisting and twirling in front of his eyes, and he knew he needed to reach out to take it, to take it from her and give it back to her.
This is where you wanted to be, this is the necklace that was right between my sleepy boobies, this is what you’ve always wanted, and you’ve always needed. Remember when you gave it to me, remember when…
He was so close.
So close to cumming.
So close to exploding up into her.
Just like the first time.
You’ve only ever been able to cum when I tell you to.
Just like every time.
You need my hypnotic permission to cum when you're with me.
He just couldn’t do it without her permission, ever since the first time, when she made it so easy.
And you’ve only ever been with me, my obedient love slave, hypnotized by me, hypnotized by my tits, desperate to stay this way.
He was gushing up into her, his eyes half open, watching her bouncing, heavy tits.
“No.”
HIs body didn’t want to move, he tried to push her off of him, everything about this moment was wrong. Everything he was feeling and thinking was wrong. “None of this is real.”
HIs words, and his voice, felt far away, He felt bifurcated, and he was struggling tp pull himself back together. “I don’t… I don;t know you…”
Cumming that hard seemed like it cleared his mind for a second, but the clarity wasn’t lasting. He couldn’t really move, he couldn’t trust his own thoughts, and he could barely speak, plus the warmth of her body, her closeness, the way her tits seemed to placate his mind and entrance his eyes, all washed over him in the afterglow.
This was something he’d always wanted… something he’d been so lucky to have all his life… he was her slave because she loved her so much… That’s why he asked her to marry… No, none of that was real.
She put her hand on her breast and stared down into his eyes. He was still in her, but his erection was all but gone. He saw the ring on her finger, and he saw the gold chain between her tits, ending in a marble sized round crystal.
He knew he’d given her the ring when he proposed, but he couldn’t remember the details… and the details felt like dreams, fantasies his brain was making up to try and make sense of what he couldn’t remember… that never happened… that he had to remember to please her… But none of it was right.
“Oh honey, of course you do. You just have the strangest dreams when you go into sleepy time for me Danny. In sleepy time, you open yourself up wholly and completely to my voice, and to your own imagination. You have these dreams sometimes, and they come out when you cum inside me. You always give that part of yourself to me, because you need to give me everything so you can stay my love slave, and that’s why you need me to tell you when you need ot cum, and when it’s sleepy time..”
The first time she said sleepy time, he started to sink and disassociate, and by the last sleepy time, he was broken wide open, and even deeper than before.
“Just focus on my tits. Stare at them like you always do, like you’ve always wanted to do and just breathe. Nothing else matters, not your cock, not my pussy, just breathe and focus on my big, heavy, soft tits. Watch them jiggle, watch their shape, and try to center in on my nipples, just my nipples as you listen to the sound of my voice and breathe deeply.”
Danny couldn’t move, and he couldn’t think, all he could was breathe slowly and deeply as Crystal slowly rode his cock, watching her tits as instructed, obediently focusing more and more intently on her nipples until everything else became a blur.
“That’s it, that’s my sweet, little good boy. So innocent, so impressionable, and so powerless to resist me. I’ve always been a hypnotist, and I’ve always been able to hypnotize you. I’ve always used my tits to influence you, and to entrance you, and you’ve always been enthralled by me, and by them. This is the first time, this is the last time, this is every time we’ve fucked, and you’ve only ever fucked me. You’ve only ever had eyes for me, because my tits have always hypnotized and enthralled your eyes. I’m your first, I’m your last, I’m your only, and you love me. You’re my love slave, and you can’t be anything else, because you’ve never known anything else.”
His eyes had closed at some point and he didn’t know what he heard, and he didn’t know what he remembered. He didn’t know what was real, or what was a dream, but it was sleepy time, it’s sleepy time Danny, you’re too hard to stay awake and my big sleepy boobies make you you too hard to stay awake, because his cock was too hard, and too deep inside her, and when I let you cum you just cum deeper under my hypnotic control, to be anything else, making you more and more in love with me, and more and more my love slave.
He came inside her, hard and deep, and something inside him gave way. She drained some part of himself, and took it into her. He felt the loss, and he started to lose himself in the darkness again, drifting down into the softness of her hypnotic, enthralling, sleepy boobies.
“Danny,” his eyes opened to the sight of her left hand squeezing her tit, the engagement ring’s diamond sparkling in his heavy, sleepy eyes. “Tell me you love me.”
He obeyed.
“Tell me you’re my love slave.”
He complied.
“Tell me that I am your first time, your last time, and your only time.”
Memories of when they were younger, their first time together, the moment she offered to hypnotize him to help him finish, the times afterward as they fell in love, when she hypnotized him over and over again, at his urging, at his asking, at his begging…
It all collided with his real memories, and his real identity, his real sense of self.
He tried to obey her, but he couldn’t do it.
“No, you're not. You’re…”
Sleepy time.
He didn’t know is she said the words, or just remembered them because any time you try and resist you will remember me saying the words sleepy time and you will hear them in your memory, and he faded away.
“Looks like I’ll have to regress you back again, maybe even a little further. You’re a stronger mind than you seemed, but you’ll be worth it, and you’re good practice.”
Comments
Max JT Meyer
About 20 years ago someone wrote a review referral of a pro domme saying, I'm thinking apocryphally or allegedly, that he was having a hard time going under, so she reached over and started to give him an handy and that did it. It's one of those finer details I've always been inspired by.
aelfstone
Really like this one. The "masturbated into trance" sub-genre needs to grow, no pun intended!
