The little things I love about hypnotized you

hypnofootfetishist:

I love when your eyes fixate on a moving object.

I love when your eyes glaze.

I love when your eyes roll back so much that your only your whites are visible.

I love when your eyes cross.

I love when your whole face betokens how empty you are.

I love when you speak and your voice is thin and ethereal.

I love when you speak and the muscles in your mouth move, but the rest of your face is completely relaxed.

I love when you repeat things in a monotone voice.

I love when your jaw is so relaxed that your mouth hangs open a little.

I love when your face is so relaxed that drool seeps out of your mouth, unbidden and unheeded.

I love when a dreamy little smile plays on your lips.

I love when a big stupid grin is plastered on your face.

I love when your head tilts a little to the side.

I love when your body slumps against the couch at a weird angle.

I love when your arms are so relaxed that if I pick up your wrist and drop it, it will flop onto the couch.

I love when your arms float into the zombie sleepwalker pose.

I love the look on your face when you are dropped from wakefulness to trance.

I love when you moan in pleasure, but are too relaxed to move.

And I especially love when I wake you up, and you don’t remember any of it…then I drop you deep to start aaaaall over again.