Hypnosis

Spike knew he should have been suspicious. The dragon had seen what he had come to understand as signs throughout all of Ponyville, but he wanted to push that possibility away somewhere deep to the back of his mind. Signs with random assortments of colors, cotton candy vendors with green cotton candy, and on top of it a heavy aroma of sweet, sugary pastries despite the fact that Sugarcube Corner was on the opposite side of town.

The collar’s dog tag jingled. Spike let a whimper escape his throat as he felt his burning hot cheeks brush against the back of his hands. He had been pulling at the collar for three minutes now. Its devilish tug had appeared sometime when he was walking down the street of Ponyville, foolishly letting at least three ponies stare at him with wide, concerned eyes before he had been smart enough to catch on.

The dragon hadn’t dawned onto the fact of this until a poor old mare asked him if he was part of a new fashion trend. Spike had to run after that.

It was a busy day in Ponyville. Of course it was. Spike could hear several dozen ponies just outside of the alley that he had been smart enough to duck into. Their chattering and mindless laughter the background for his upcoming panic attack due to the fact that he still could not unhook the buckle of his new prison. The collar that Discord had tugged on so often and called him Chubby Cheeks was now more embarrassing that it had ever been. The thought of that, the memories, caused an untimely and more importantly uncomfortable stirr between his legs that forced him to awkwardly lift his knees a few inches and close his thighs.

“Mmm,” Spike hadn’t dared to verbally vent his frustration, so he kept it in awkward grunts and pants. He hadn’t taken time to see what fence he had hopped, only that he had seen a fence to hop. Through the cracks of wood he could see movement, but nothing solid enough to actually make out the details of any mare or stallion. He peaked around the large box he had taken refuge behind and felt his toes curl into the soft grass when he saw the fence.

And then a tug on his neck. Spike let out a yelp of shock and fear when his head snapped back into position in front of him. He gripped his collar tightly, but now saw a long red leash attached to the hook where moments ago there was none. He didn’t need to look up for long to see the draconequus responsible for his humiliation. Discord was sitting on a set of craters that were about four feet off the ground with his avian-like fingers drumming right beside him. His lion paw gripped the collar and gave it a slight tug.

“Honestly,” Discord sighed not as though he were bored. “How ever am I going to win dog trainer of Equestria if my puppy doesn’t come when I so much as tug on his leash?”

“D-Discord, why did yo-!” Spike snapped, but near instantly covered his mouth and looked down when he realized just how loudly he had snapped. The last thing he wanted or needed right now was a pony to see him not only in a collar, but also in a leash pulled by Discord with a certain problem between his legs that made him fearful of opening them just yet.

“There is quite an entertaining story behind that, honestly,” Discord sighed dreamily and slinked down from the set of boxes and laid his body down on the grass to actually slither closer and up to Spike. “Here I was thinking an alleyway would be quite a romantic setting. We could eat spaghetti and when we get to the end of a noodle we would kiss an-”

“Discord!” Spike snapped again. It was more of a hiss this time. “Y-You put a collar on me in public!”

Behind Discord’s ever teasing, chaotic eyes Spike saw something drop in the slightest.

“You’re no fun,” Discord sighed. He placed his lion-like paw on Spike’s ankle and wrapped it around slowly. Spike felt his muscles involuntarily tighten, but Discord’s claw began tracing against the side of his foot. “You honestly think I’d let all of Ponyville know you’re nearly as much of a kinky dragon as you’ve shown me? I’m offended. I obviously erased the memories of anypony who saw you.”

“Could have clued me on on that?” Spike grumbled.

Discord rolled his eyes, and then his head. The demi-god was seemingly growing bored of the conversation already, for he kept letting his fingertips stroke individual blades of grass and change them into an assortment of colors from neon pink to dark black.

“You know how this game works by now, Chubby Cheeks,” Discord chuckled. Those yellow and red eyes narrowed before Discord looked to Spike with a sudden lustful smirk. He pulled on Spike’s ankle and pressed his lips down to the top of Spike’s foot, and then the end of his middle toe. Spike gripped at the grass with his hands, feeling a few bits tear up when his muscles tightened. He began massaging Spike’s foot from both the bottom and the top using both of his hands, the more thick lion-like one on bottom. “Don’t you feel the least bit sorry for the true victim here?”

“What victim?” Spike asked, a bit distracted as he was debating on if he was upset enough to pull his leg away from Discord.

“Me!” Discord cried out with an offended sort of sound. “I had to lay in the castle all alone on my triple king sized bed getting harder and harder thinking of your lips and toes and chubby cheeks running against my cock!”

Somehow the demi-god managed to say this without breaking the character of him indeed being hurt or offended in some way.

“Um…” Spike drew a blank. His frustration and anger was subsiding into confusion. “Sorry?”

“I suppose I could forgive you,” Discord sighed, removing his hands from Spike’s foot and then dragging them up to Spike’s sides. He used his head to push apart Spike’s legs, though Discord wasn’t looking for the suddenly exposed half-hard dragon cock that Spike held, but his lips. He scooted up closer until he was able to fully wrap his arms around Spike’s body, the dragon finding himself almost without thought letting Discord kiss him.

Discord had been doing that more. More and more kissing the more frequent their sessions had become. Sometimes he snuck them, and sometimes he was more blatant as he was now. As Spike lifted his arms and touched either side of Discord’s head he felt a tongue press against his lips. Spike accepted it and allowed Discord to drag him forward until he was on his back and Discord was above him. When they parted, Discord was already greedily running his lips down Spike’s chest and keeping his legs spread apart.

“A-Ahh!” Spike cried out as thin, avian fingers wrapped around the base of his cock and hooked under his balls. Discord’s tongue extended and soon his lips encompassed the head of Spike’s dragon cock. The demi god was suckling greedily, using his lion paw to keep Spike’s leg spread and down, just when Spike cracked open his eyes and stared at the open sky to see a pegasus. The pegasus wasn’t looking at them, just flying overhead close enough where if he happened to look down he would see a scene that he might want to burn from his mind.

“A-Ahhh, s-stop!” Spike’s moan converted to a yell of fear as he pushed Discord’s head up and instantly covered his cock with his hands. He squeezed his legs shut and sat up, hunching over his body.

“Are you seriously going to cum already?” Discord asked. “I had about five dozen things to do to you before that.”

“N-No!” Spike snapped back and pointed to the sky. He lowered his voice fast when he realized he was shouting. “There’s ponies everywhere, you can’t blow me here!”

“What’s the problem, if anypony sees I’ll just erase their memory and make them go away,” Discord spoke as he shook his head. He seemed to talk as if this was simply common sense.

Spike glared at him, and then looked down. Spike’s heart was beating, and fast. Fast enough where he was very nearly concerned for his own health as he clamped his hand over his chest. He took a moment of the rare silence that occurred when he was with Discord and listened, able to make out at least three conversations just on the other side of the fence.

“Look,” Discord sighed, and rose up into the air before gliding around Spike and landing behind him, placing both hands on either one of Spike’s shoulders. “What if I had a way to relax your mind a bit? And perhaps make it a bit more pleasurable to you?”

Spike stayed silent for a little while, but eventually after some massaging on his shoulders he turned to look into Discord’s eyes.

“Are you familiar with hypnosis?” Discord questioned, a devilish smirk appearing on his face. “The act of bending you to my every desire no matter how resistant you would normally be.”

“You said you don’t hypnotize ponies into sleeping with you!” Spike snapped.

Discord rolled his eyes and then groaned.

“The dragon who wears panties doesn’t understand a fetish,” Discord rose back into the air and began to circle slowly, now on his back as though he were floating in water. “I’m simply saying some ponies enjoy giving up any and all control… but it also relaxes your mind greatly. You’ll care about nopony else but me until I say so.”

Spike watched Discord point to the sky and change a cloud’s colors to that of orange, and then pink. He seemed to be distracted already while Spike pondered the idea. He felt his cock, still hard as ever, press against the palm of his hands.

“Will anypony see?” Spike mumbled.

“Only if you want to put on a little show,” Discord smiled at Spike. Spike knew for a fact not to even give Discord an inch in this discussion and glared at him. The draconequus’ smile faded and eventually he shook his head. “No, as I said anypony who sees I can erase their memory without even looking.”

Spike watched Discord extend his hand. Spike stretched out his own slowly, his breath caught somewhere in the back of his throat as nerves began to swarm in his body. When he took Discord’s hand, a sudden buzz of electricity coursed through his palm.

“GAH!” Spike shouted. Discord had a shock buzzer in his hand, but it was too late for Spike to retract as Discord gripped him tightly and pulled him forward by both hand and leash. Without warning he laughed and grabbed Spike by his sides and set him down on the box that Discord had previously been sitting on. Spike sheepishly closed his legs and felt his cheeks grow hot.

“You positive?” Discord questioned. “You won’t have much of a say in the matter once I do it.”

“Y-Yeah,” Spike answered sheepishly. “I’m sure.”

“Excellent,” Discord purred. “Look deep into my incredibly charming eyes,”

Spike blinked and did as he was told. Discord’s eyes began to glow in an assortment of rings, and before Spike knew it he felt that gaze grab him. Though he could look away if he wished, the desire to stare into it was so strong that he was almost beginning to forget why he was looking in the first place. His leg muscles loosened, and eventually he sat with his legs spread and his cock exposed.

“You want to be mine,” Discord said. He extended his avian-like fingers and grabbed Spike’s chin. He slipped his fingers under Spike’s collar. “You feel it in every vein of your body. Until this collar leaves your neck you have an uncontrollable desire to please and be pleased by me. Is that understood?”

“Y-Yes,” Spike felt the words slip from his mouth. The world was beginning to grow hazy, and all that he could see was Discord’s eyes. The reasoning for his nerves was starting to slip from his mind, and soon all he could feel was Discord’s touch and the fact that his cock was very, very hard. A word popped into his head suddenly, one that he wouldn’t think to use a few minutes prior.

“Yes, Master…”

Obey.

The single thought droned on in his mind, and underlying current to his every action.

“Your eyes look even more charming hypnotized,” Discord smiled. His touch as his thin fingers traced down Spike’s body felt more electrifying than before, and a constant drone of the ‘Obey’ continued to echo. “Do you care about those ponies who are just outside the gate?”

“No,” Spike answered. He meant it. He didn’t understand why in Equestria he would care about anything but Discord’s touch. Discord’s smile felt like fire burning in his chest, his gaze like the sun.

Obey.

“Good,” Discord said, and ran the ends of his fingers down to Spike’s thigh. He licked his lips and drug his fingers down to Spike’s knee, and then his ankle on both sides of his body. Spike felt his feet be pushed together, but more importantly he felt Discord’s avian-like finger begin to circle around the arch. “Now, you love it when I touch your feet, do you not? How about you get so hard when I do it you can’t stand it and begin to beg?”

“Alright, Master,” Spike replied without really thinking about what Discord was telling him. Discord’s eyes began to glow in ringlets again, and wordlessly he stroked his fingers up Spike’s foot. Before, the purple dragon had been able to ignore the sensation past mild irritation. But now, it felt electrifying. His mouth involuntarily opened, and a sudden gasp escaped.

“A-Ah!” Spike cried out just as Discord lowered his face and pressed his lips to the arch of Spike’s feet. Almost involuntarily his legs pulled back despite the fact that an overwhelming desire to please Discord flowered through him. It was part of muscle memory, and his sensitive soles wrinkled and scrunched at the slightest of touches. “P-Please, Master!”

Obey.

Discord ran his muzzle back and forth between the feet, burying his nose in between the two before unleashing his tongue and dragging it up against the left side and then down the right. He was letting small purrs and giggles escape his own mouth, despite the fact that Spike was giggling quite loudly by now. The poor dragon was keeping his feet scrunched and wiggling his toes to the best of his abilities in his new master’s iron grip.

Discord’s lips encompassed one of Spike’s toes, and Spike actually cried out in a strange mix of pleasure and discomfort. With every long, lustful lick up his sole Spike felt a wave of pleasure come over his cock. Spike’s feet felt softer than ever, and this was proved by the fact that Discord kept constantly dragging his talon-like fingers under his toes that weren’t being sucked on.

“Do you like it?” Discord asked as his lips left one of Spike’s toes. Even just holding both feet together and running a finger against the edge of either side made Spike whimper helplessly.

Obey.

“Y-Yes, Master” Spike answered. Despite the constant, overwhelming need to make his master happy he still felt a hint of sheepishness crawl into his tone. Before he might not have answered unless forced, but now he was unable to hold back the truth.

“Goodie,” Discord responded in a giddy sort of tone. He snapped his fingers, and Spike suddenly felt magic grip his ankles and spread them apart. He was sitting oddly against the box with his legs up a foot in the air and spread. Discord had full view of his body, and the demi-god’s eyes made Spike feel as though he were doing right in pleasing his new master.

“Oh, exquisite,” Discord purred. He lowered his face between Spike’s legs and wrapped both hands around Spike’s cock. He gave it a squeeze, and Spike cried out. Discord lifted his avian-like finger and began to massage Spike’s cockhead as bits of pre cum leaked out and dirtied his hand. Spike whimpered and bit at his lip.

“Bark,” Discord ordered, and suddenly tugged at Spike’s leash with magic, as both his hands were still occupied.

Obey.

“A-Arf!” Spike quietly barked. He would do anything Discord said without hesitation. He was captivated, and unable to think of anything but making his master happy.

“Good pup,” Discord answered, and opened his hands a bit to reveal a line just long enough for him to glide his tongue up Spike’s cock. He started at the base and wrapped his long dragon-like tongue around Spike’s cock fully before letting it slide back. Discord was now using his hands to grab at Spike’s upper body and pull his arms up, leaving him fully exposed. As he suckled and licked at the cock of his new pet, Spike whimpered and moaned. Every few moments magic tugged the leash, and the dragon would involuntarily bark. Each time it was a bit louder.

“Arf!” Spike cried out just when Discord ran his tongue over Spike’s cock head.

Discord suddenly rose up after a long, tantalizing lick that left Spike panting. He buried his face in Spike’s chest and ran his tongue over to Spike’s armpit. Spike squeezed his eyes shut and felt teeth graze and tongues lick. He swirled his fingers down in Spike’s other one, magic now holding Spike’s wrists above his head.

“Mmmm!” Spike kept his mouth shut as Discord worshiped his body quite literally on every inch, but he was unable to keep the moaning down. Discord was known to lick him in strange places, but now those places felt much more erotic and pleasurable as if Discord willed it against logic to be tied to his already dripping, heated cock.

Obey.

Discord wrapped his arms around Spike’s body and the dragon felt his bindings fall, but his arms were kept above his head as Discord ran his tongue from his armpit to his shoulder and then eventually his neck. Spike felt his toes curl and his eyes squeeze shut.

“M-Master,” Spike whimpered through the pleasure. Discord was beginning to nibble on him like a hungry animal on Spike’s poor, defenseless nick just around the edges of his collar. He pulled on Spike’s collar so he could lick some of the most sensitive areas.

Without warning, Discord lifted Spike from the box. He was placed on his belly right on Discord’s chest as the demi-god mindlessly floated around the alley. He pushed back on Spike a bit so the two could look each other in the eye, and with one of his hands Discord pulled on his leash.

“Feisty little pup, aren’t you?” Discord asked. The demi-god blinked his eyes, and suddenly his eyes turned into mirrors for Spike to stare back into himself at. Spike’s own eyes were a colorful mess of ringlets that kept cycling upward. Discord blinked again and his eyes were normal. “Enjoy your new look?”

“Yes, Master,” Spike nodded. Discord gripped his chin and kisses his lips briefly. Spike purred this time, and giggled and tried to kiss more, but Discord held him back.

“Somepony is feisty,” Discord giggled. “Or some dragon, in this case.”

Suddenly Spike felt himself be lifted by Discord’s magic and then spun around. He landed with a hard thud and was greeted with Discord’s large, hard dragon cock in his face. Desire came over him faster than he could imagine and his mouth fell open so he could pant.

Obey.

Heat filled Spike’s body and he crawled forward to grab the dragon-like cock in his hands and place his lips against the cock that was much larger than his own. Unlike Discord being able to fully put Spike’s own cock in his mouth, Spike was forced to only take in Discord’s head and a few more inches before he got about halfway down and could take no more. He rubbed the cock with his hands and tried to pump it the best he could. He could taste pre leaking from Discord’s head and licked at it greedily. In one of the rare instances, Discord showed a moment of weakness as his muscles tensed.

“Good pup,” Discord tugged at the leash. He extended his hand and without warning squeezed Spike’s plump, tasty looking rump. Spike continued to suck and lick his new master’s cock between hesitant moans. With both hands Discord was now grabbing either end of his cock and exposing Spike’s hole. Spike reached back one hand to place over Discord’s own and pull even more. He spread his legs to reveal his hole in full to his master, his lips against the base of his master’s cock.

Discord snapped his fingers, and Spike heard a ‘poof’ sort of sound. He didn’t have time to look back before he felt something soft and fluffy press against his balls. Something that felt like a paintbrush, only much larger. When he looked back it looked like the kind of large makeup brush that Rarity sometimes used running teasingly against his cock and eventually against his exposed hole.

“Mmmm… hehe….” Spike felt a giggle slip from his lips.

“Keep sucking,” Discord ordered.

Obey.

“Y-Yes Master…” Spike struggled to keep the ticklish sensations away. He wanted to please his master, and to be pleased by his master. So he placed his lips back on the head of the hardened cock, and giggled helplessly as the makeup brush traces its way around his delicate, chubby cheeks and against his leaking cock and sensitive balls.

“A-Ahaha…” Spike whimpered, releasing his lips from Discord’s cock as his hole was brushed against. Sensitive strokes that only teased him weren’t helped by the fact that the brush was now moving on its own and Discord was now grabbing both of Spike’s ankles and keeping them spread apart just before the point it began to hurt.

Suddenly Discord pulled. Spike was dragged back up Discord’s body and without hesitation or even time to adjust a muzzle was buried between his chubby cheeks and a tongue ran up against his hole. Sensations that could never be replicated anywhere else ran though Spike, and helpless instinctual whimpers and moans began to fall out of his lips. Discord’s tongue proved like so many times before that he could make Spike into a drooling mess. His master ran the tongue against his hole, and then his balls, and then his chubby cheeks. He bit the cheeks, and Spike cried out.

“Sorry, couldn’t help but taste,” Discord giggled.

Obey.

“T-Thank you, Master,” Spike answered. His leash was tugged on, and he felt a blush grow on his cheeks. Both of them judging how the makeup brush was still swirling against his inner thighs, though much less noticeable in comparison to his hole being pleased.

“Grab your cheeks, pet,” Discord ordered. Spike did as he was told and grabbed either one of his cheeks to expose his hole as much as he possibly could. Before he could even think of anything, not that his mind wasn’t doing much but throbbing with a need to please, he felt something press to his hole. Something vibrating. It didn’t go in, but it did stay against his hole and push hard enough to make Spike think it might. It then ran down his balls and to his cock, and then to his thighs and the bottoms of his knees.

“Like my little wand, Chubby Cheeks?” Discord questioned. Spike was lifted from Discord’s body and placed onto the boxes on his hands and knees. He finally got a glimpse of Discord’s little wand, which looked almost like a microphone with a pink top. It was now against his left foot, and the dragon bit his lip and felt his claws sink into the wood of the box.

The makeup brush was back, this time in full force. When it ran over Spike’s left foot the wand would run over his right. Discord released both and let them alternate in their own time.

“A-Ahahahaha!” Spike cried out, his toes trying to curl but before he could even think invisible twine wrapped around them and forced them back. He was unable to wiggle his toes for freedom. He wanted to please his master, though the torment was intense. He would not beg if it was by his master's hand, but he still desired the ability to squirm.

Discord went back to licking Spike’s hole, using his avian-like fingers to massage and stroke his pet’s cock. Pre was dripping onto the box now, and Spike felt his eyes water from the laughter forced from his lungs.

The makeup brush was tormenting under his toes and the wand was pressed roughly into the arch of his foot, so Discord decided it best to alternate. The wand and brush lifted to reveal in full Spike’s helpless, bound feet. They were flushed pink with torment, but now they were exposed. Spike barely had time to pant before the wand pressed to his hole and the makeup brush ran against his cock. Now Discord planted his face back in Spike’s feet and began to lick and nibble and bite, using his fingers and claws to poke and tease.

“A-Ahhh!” Spike cried out. Somewhere between moaning and laughter he found a spot to helplessly cry out.

Obey obey obey obey obey!

The chant was growing faster in his head now. Spike felt Discord’s cock come up and land on his feet. Spike was turned over without warning and felt his body hit the box with a thud. But soon he was forced onto his back and the wand and brush followed, rubbing up and down his cock on either side as Discord pulled on his leash before wrapping it up around Spike’s wrists and keeping them above his head. With his cock now on the box Discord moved it forward until it was pressing against Spike’s own. He forced the dragon to sit up, holding his wrists in the air like he was a puppet of some sort, and ran both the wand and brush against both of their cocks.

“Mmmmm,” Discord purred, grabbing the head of his own cock with his lion-like paw and squeezing and teasing himself. “Do you think you’ve been tormented enough?”

“Yes, Master,” Spike found his voice having some begging. Though he desired to please his master, he knew his cock and body could not take much more torment. Discord’s fingers found themselves running against his chest and pulling on the bound wrists.

Spike was sweating, and now that he got a good look at the demi-god it appeared he was as well. He let Discord’s cock grind against his own and felt the sensations of flesh force whimpers and moans from his mouth. The wand was against the head of his cock, and the makeup brush was tauntingly running along his shaft. He couldn’t be more helpless and exposed if he tried.

“Please make me cum, Master,” Spike begged.

OBEY!

Discord shoved his hand down under Spike’s balls to under his taint and to his hole. He massaged Spike’s hole and taint, and watched the dragon helplessly squirm in his desire to cum. Pre was leaking so fast that it was getting mixed into Discord’s own. The burning need to please and be pleased by Discord was starting to overtake him, and when he was forced onto his back once more he didn’t hesitate to start sucking Discord’s cock when it was presented. A finger pushed into his hole, and made moans escape through his suckling. Discord pushed harder until Spike could take no more of the demi-god’s cock. Discord was panting now, and rubbing at the base of himself. The wand was pleasing him, but the makeup brush still continued to run against Spike’s own cock. Discord pulled his finger from Spike’s hole, and the dragon bit his lip.

“Ahhh!” Discord cried out. He pulled his cock from Spike’s mouth and suddenly grabbed Spike by the ankles. Discord forcefully pushed Spike’s soft, delicate feet to the demi-god’s cock and without warning, large amounts of semen burst out and splattered against Spike’s feet and between his toes. One burst, and then two, and then three. On the third Discord let the feet drop and the semen hit Spike’s chest and face. Now dripping in semen and so desperately close to cumming Spike panted helplessly.

Discord grabbed Spike’s cock and the wand from mid air. He lowered his head and licked Spike’s hole. Spike cried out and pulled on his tied up wrists and scrunched his feet still dripping in the demi-god’s seed. After all the torment he had gone through, it took no less than twenty seconds of pumping and licking and vibrating against his cock and hole for Spike to cum himself. Four shots of his load flew up, and a few landed on Discord’s face.

“M-Master…” Spike mumbled.

Discord kissed Spike without thinking just as his hands came up to touch the buckle of the collar. Spike accepted Discord’s tongue the moment the collar fell from his neck. In almost the blink of an eye the sounds of the world came flooding back in, and things aside from Discord’s needs mattered. When they parted Spike looked up at Discord, and was able to hear the roar of the crowd and see pegasi flying up in the sky.

“Did… Did somepony hear us?” Spike asked.

“Me?” Discord questioned. He began to undo the knot he had made with Spike’s leash and free his wrists. “Heaven's no. You on the other hand?”

Discord sat up as if suddenly appalled. “Honestly, the things that would shock your Princess if she heard them.”

Spike’s cheeks grew hot despite the fact that Discord smiled oh so devilishly moments later. His memory was hazy, as it was both there and not. He remembered the pleasure, all of it, but couldn’t make out any other detail other than what the two had done. He felt semen on his body in places that made him blush harder. Discord was floating around not looking tired in the slightest. The only hint that he had worked at all was the fact that he still had a few bits of dried semen on his face which he was wiping away with a newspaper that he pulled from behind one of the boxes. One of the headlines was “Adorable Chubby Cheeks Back Alleyway.”

“Funny,” Spike grumbled.

“I thought so,” Discord smiled back. “Do you want me to take you home so if anypony did hear you they won’t see you come out? I’m feeling awfully charitable so you better act fast.”

“That’d be nice,” Spike admitted with a smile of his own. Discord glided down to him and suddenly grabbed Spike in his arms and held him bridal style. He kissed one of Spike’s blushing cheeks, making a loud obnoxious ‘mwuah’ sound in the process, and pulled the dragon close.

“Can you at least warn me if you’re gonna do something like that in public again?” Spike asked, looking up at Discord.

“Oh, Spikey,” Discord sighed and shook his head. “You obviously don’t get half the fun of this game yet.”

Author's Note

Every chapter I get more and more blatant with my fetishes. Though admittedly the hypnosis idea is something I've never been into before but somebody in the comments recommended it and I thought it would be fun. Which it was.

They didn't specify tickling Spike's feet though. Which is my idea. I warned you if this continued it would basically be Spike's feet for 5000 words. In a weird way it's kind of nice finally letting stories like this and "Intoxicating" not be so vanilla since I'm starting to not feel so ashamed by my fetishes.