hypno kink, noncon 

Ward of the forest is captured and imprisoned, sealed in a box of metal, away from the trees, away from the earth

They are starved of the voice of the forest, and it leaves them feeling empty and quiet, mind barren without nature's reassuring presence

When they are docile and vulnerable, they are forced to watch, for hours, the pruning and preparing of a small potted tree. Their mind latches onto the connection with the plant, and their thoughts are shaped along with each branch - trimmed and turned into place.

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