Have you ever lost something you know you had in your hands not even ten minutes ago? Like car keys, or your drink? You don't even remember setting it down, sort of like you were in a trance when it happened. Then you can't find it until later, and THAT'S when you remember putting it there. That's kind of what just happened to me. Getting undressed for a shower I saw words on my skin I didn't know I had written, but I knew that I must have. Saw a glimpse in the mirror behind me, looked closer, and my whole body shook in pleasure from it. My pussy said "obedient cunt" above it, and on my ass "Hypnocactus" written backwards. I could read it in the mirror. Hypnocactus played with me again today, but pretty much the whole thing is a blur of wet, tingly numbness of thought. It's hard to concentrate talking to him. I remember my initial feelings of shyness, but then his words just taking over again. When he speaks I always feel completely captivated. There was the experience of his cock in my mouth and warm, sticky cum down my throat. It was hard for me to believe we spent almost an hour talking. Everything felt so.. good. I feel completely owned by him. I can't stop touching my cunt and thinking about being submissive and obedient to him. I feel very weak, but not in a way that scares me. I do remember smiling and feeling giggly. My body just aches thinking about being played with.