Memoryplay

Act 1

She is very susceptible to hypnosis, and she has a trigger that can be used to make her forget anything of your choosing. She’s also kinky enough that (in the right setting) she can take almost anything she hates and sexualise the suffering until she enjoys it.

I had something in mind that I knew she’d hate. So in the afternoon while we were getting ready to go to a play party, I gave her a sneak peak. I showed her exactly what I was planning to do. As expected, she hated it, but I was wanting to make sure that she wouldn’t hate it enough for it to be a consent issue. Then I made her forget, so it would still be a surprise.

Early on at the play party I ran the scene I’d been planning. Another friend at the party joined in, adding extra parts to the scene that made it way better than I’d originally planned. My girlfriend fell deep into subspace.

When she surfaced, she growled and hissed at me and promised that she’d get me back. And I told her that no she wouldn’t, because she wouldn’t remember. I also told her she should mind her manners or I might extend her torment.

Act 2

Trouble arrived only a few seconds later. My girlfriend was puzzled at some lingering sensations she had which couldn’t be explained by what she remembered. I gave a kinda half-hearted “oh that’s strange” and she leapt at me, pinned me to the ground by my neck, and asked me “What did you do? What did you make me forget?”

My other girlfriend Pixel_Puck opportunistically tickled my feet, and as I squirmed desperately I could not barely catch enough breath to say a single word. Once I was afforded the ability to speak again, I gave in. “I’ll tell you I’ll tell you! I’ll whisper it to you.” So she leaned in to hear, and I used her trigger to make her forget that I’d made her forget something.

She blinked a bit and then went “Why do I have you pinned to the floor by your neck…” and after a moment of puzzlement it dawned on her why she was feeling confused. And she started right back in, “What did you do!?”

This second time, after I offered to whisper it to her again, I managed to wriggle out of her grip as I was pretending to reveal it to her. And so as she forgot what she was doing once again, this time she came back to without anything obvious to remind her. I had gotten away with it.

Act 3

Later in the night, she asked me to take a photo of her ass (which had just been spanked). I took the photo and showed it to her. As I took my phone back, I mentioned how I had a lot of other great photos of her from the night. And she looked confused and said “what do you mean, we haven’t done any photos… we haven’t played together tonight?” And I ineffectually deflected with “oh yeah of course”.

She dropped me to the floor and started kicking me quite viciously. The third person from earlier joined in on the fun, stomping on me with her boots. I playfully protested, and eventually pulled the “I’ll whisper it to you” trick again.

The other person said “oh that’s a shame, I was hoping she’d realise who else had the information she was looking for” so I turned around and sweetly said “Hey Hubris, <other person> has information about something you’ve forgotten.” and then let the violent interrogation scene play out between the two of them.

The third person ended up being made to spill their info, and as Hubris walked away triumphantly, I whispered the trigger in her ear again. She wondered aloud why she’d been topping the other person, and I told her that it’s because they’d been wanting to be bullied. She does aftercare for them, and then we all split off to do our own things for the rest of the evening.

Epilogue

And now I have written this, so she can enjoy the knowledge of how I toyed with her mind, and still feel the frustration of being clueless about what happened in the original scene.

I’ll tell her what happened from time to time. I’ll show her the photos. But it’s not a memory I’ll allow her to keep. She will only be able to savour it in brief flashes, as and when it suits me.