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Rehearsal from Chewtoy's blog

"And in a moment, on my signal, you're going to open your eyes, and you're going to practice knowing that I'm always right.  When I touch my nose, you're going to pretend to disagree with the very next thing I say.  And then, when I say 'It's all right,' you're going to tell yourself, out loud, that I'm always right.  And then you'll agree with me, and then you'll tell me that I'm right and you agree with me.  You remember what happens when I say 'It's all right,'?"


"I… freeze, and tell myself that you're always right, and keep saying it, and my words will fill up my mind and squeeze out all of my resistance until it's all gone, and I won't  notice anything around me until I know that I agree with you, and then I will unfreeze."


"That's right.  Good toy!"


"Ohh!"


"That's right.  You feel *wonderful* when I say that.  Good toy."


"Ohhh…"


"Now open your eyes on the count of three.  One, two, three.  Eyes open!"


"Oh, um…"


"Hi!  How are you feeling?"


"Um… woozy a little.  But good..."


A nose touch. "You should get a drink of water.  It's easy to get a little dehydrated when you're in trance for a while."


"No, I'm fine. I don't need any water.  I feel great."


"I really think it's important to hydrate.  Your voice is kind of hoarse even."


"No!  I'm fine."


"It's all right."


"Oh.  Oh.  You're always right.  Um… you're right.  I think I will get some water."


"Good toy! You're such a good toy to do as I tell you.  Doesn't that feel good?  Good toy!"


The blushing subject got up and poured a glass of water in the kitchen, then came back and sat down, drinking it.


Another nose touch.  "Now try one of these chocolates.  It's coconut, but you're really going to like it."


"Um, you know I don't like coconut.  Thanks, but, no thank you."


A smile.  "It's all right.  Do it."


Stricken look.  "You're always right.  Oh um.  Um.  You're right.  I'll try one."  Picking up a chocolate to take a bite, looking thoughtful.  "It actually… I mean…"


Broader grin.  "It's all right."


The eyes unfocused. "Oh.  You're always right.  I… wow."


"Tastes good, doesn't it?  It's all right."


"Oh.  You're always right.  You're always right. It… I… um.  It does taste good."


"*Very* good toy!  You're such a good toy to do as I tell you, aren't you?  Good toy!"


"Oh god."


There was a knock at the door.


"Oh, that'll be my friend coming to watch.  Hang on."  Long legs standing up to go to the door.


"Um… okay.  So I guess we're done with this for now?"


"No, you stay right there.  Hiya!  Come on in.  We're about where I figured we'd be, here, have a seat right here."


"Thanks!  Hey there!"  Waving happily at them both.


"Wait, what?  You planned to have someone else here while we were doing… this?"


"It's all right."


"Oh! Um… you're always right.  Oh."


"That's right.  Good toy.  In fact, just go right back down into trance now… *snap*"


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