There's Nothing To Remember

As Andy sat in his room, he wondered about how he had been having trouble remembering things lately. Like, what did he do yesterday afternoon or the night before? No matter how hard he tried to think, he just couldn't remember. It's happened a lot of times over the past two months and it's always been the same results. He just couldn't remember. He lay on his bed, frustrated. He closed his eyes and tried to clear his mind, hoping that it would help him think clearer.

Less then a minute into the attempt, he heard his phone's ringtone, the one for Whatsapp notifications. Andy sat up, slightly pissed at the timing of the 'Bloody messages' as he stated then. He walked over to his desk and took his smartphone, switching it on to see the newly sent messages.

The icon showed 120+ unread messages which he finds out that are from some of his circle's Whatsapp groups.
"Ugh, I'll read them later," he said as he browsed through the list.
Wait. A message from an unnamed but known number caught his eye. He opened the message on impulse and read it.
"SELFIE TIME," it said.
Andy smiled the moment he looked at it. He didn't feel the earlier frustration anymore. He didn't even think of what he was thinking of earlier.

Without any thought, Andy took off his shirt and pants, revealing his well toned and perfectly tanned body. He remembered that he wanted to be a bodybuilder but had lost the interest for it about two months ago. Instead, he just focused on toning up his body and feeling satisfied with it right now. He went to his cupboard, grabbed a pair of maroon boxers with black stripes – his best pair, as told to him by someone special – and took off his briefs. Putting on his boxers, he set a timer on his phone and put it on the desk with the camera facing him. He posed in front of the camera, flexing a bicep and a hand on his ripped abs. He made sure he had his sexiest look on his face before the timer hit zero.

He grabbed his phone, looked at the picture and after deeming it worthy, he sent it to the earlier number. All the while, doing it mindlessly. He grinned, waiting for a reply. He didn't know why he was so happy but he didn't think about that. He knew that the number belonged to his trusted hypnotist. "You make me feel good, so I trust you," he remembered telling his hypnotist.

"Nice, little bro's still got a real nice bod" said the reply, "You're alone in your room now right. Wanna Skype?"
How could he say no. Andy typed back quickly with unconstrained excitement.
"Yeah! I'll be on in a few minutes," he sent.
He put his phone down and switched on his computer. Suddenly, he remembered his earlier problem.
Maybe Master could help me with it, he thought without knowing any better.


Within five minutes, his computer was on, headphones and webcam ready and skype session started.

"Hey Master!" Andy spoke into the microphone.
"Hey Andy," his master replied. "Looking hot as ever, I see,"
"Heh, you did tell me to shape myself after you," he said and he can't help but smile.
It was so nice seeing his Master's face again. The last time Andy has had a skype session with his Master was about four days ago but that's still a long time. Now, he never really remembered anything from those sessions but he knew he always felt really good.

"OBEY," the hypnotist said, " Go put on your clothes first, we'll just talk a bit first. I see you love me enough to put on my favourite pair of boxers on you."

"Of course, Master," Andy replied, and followed what his master had told him to do.

Half an hour of light chatting passed by with Andy talking to his Master about how his day went by and recent interests.

"Hey Master, I've been wondering," Andy said when he remembered his earlier problem, "I've been having trouble remembering stuff sometimes, like, there's just a blank in my memories or something,"

"Some of them I don't mind coz I know I was being hypnotized by you but for the other times, it feels like i just have a blackout or something," he continued. "Could it be because I keep getting hypnotized?"

After that, he was met with a few seconds of silence. He felt guilty about saying it now. He should have done it by himself only.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have.."

"It's okay Andy," his Master replied, "I'll help you with that. It's Master's job to look after his slaves,"

"Now, let's get you into trance." Master spoke with his deep, soothing voice.
"Just SLEEP, Andy. Just sit there on your chair and relax, falling into a DEEP SLEEP."
Andy felt his body start to relax. His eyes glazed over, muscles starting to loosen and his mind losing his thoughts.
"Falling DEEPER and DEEPER, with every breath you take, falling DEEPER and DEEPER,"
He was falling into trance. The trance that he loved. Lulled into trance by the voice he loves.
"With every trigger I use, you fall DEEPER and DEEPER. It's effects becoming ten times stronger everytime I repeat it. Without any thoughts, mind BLANK AND EMPTY,"
Andy felt so relaxed. His mind empty. Any thoughts that came were quickly extinguished. His eyes stared blankly at his Master's handsome face on the computer screen.
"GOOD BOY. Now that you're DEEPLY ASLEEP, I will give you a new suggestion, one that will stick to your subconscious permanently. I'm speaking to your subconscious mind right now. You will not remember anything that happened during this trance and no matter how hard you try to remember it, it will go further and further away."
A pause.
"Now, when you feel like you can't remember anything that has happened whether it's the past few days or month, you will not think of it. You will just ignore it, as if it's your way of life now. It's very easy to do so. There's just nothing for your conscious mind to remember. Whenever you feel that way, you just ignore it. Now look into my eyes and say it with me,"

Andy mindlessly focuses his eyes onto his Master's and repeats, "I will ignore those feelings. There's nothing to remember,"

"GOOD BOY." Andy's Master said, causing the slave to feel a warmth of pleasure
"Now, since you are now in trance. Let's have a little fun."

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An hour later

Andy was sprawled over on his chair. He opened his eyes and sat up straight.
"What was I doing?"
He looked at his blank computer screen.
"I must have dozed off, I guess," he thought, not bothering to consider that he was fully naked.
"I'll just go take a shower then," he said to himself and stood up, not paying any attention to the copious amounts of cum that dripped off his cock and abs onto the floor.