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@anotherhypnoblog
need more mean hypnotists in my dms stat
more people should take advantage of their smart friends n like totally turn them into dumb cows that cant think for themselves n get all fuzzy when you play with their tits
Don’t be afraid that your resistance is failing.
don’t keep trying to look away.
This is the post you need to stare at.
The Assessment
You woke up feeling groggy, your eyes were heavy, your head was pounding, and you felt weak. It was like you had partied a bit too hard last night, but the thing was, you didn’t.
The last thing you remember was walking home, and now you are… as you came to your senses, you noticed that you had no clue where you are. You looked around for clues of where you might be, but all you saw was a room with the walls covered in white sheets, white bright lights pointing to your face, and a camera a few feet from you.
You tried to gather any strength you had to get up and try to find a way out, but you soon realized your wrists were tied to the uncomfortable chair you were sitting in.
You tried your best to process whatever was happening to you, but your brain didn’t seem too keen on the idea, it could barely keep up with your surroundings, much less come up with explanations of what happened to you. You tried to keep your thoughts small and simple, nothing too overwhelming, despite your situation, you were kidnapped and clearly drugged, but why? Why you? Why leave you in this dumpster of a photobooth? Panic gripped you; even though you wanted answers, wanted to ask questions, wanted to scream, your brain was lethargic, incapable of reacting appropriately to the situation, all thanks to the drugs that were still coursing through your system.
You didn’t have time to come up with any theories, because you heard the creak of a door opening and a tall slim figure entered the room. You couldn’t quite make out their face, because the bright lights in your eyes blinded you.
“How are you feeling today?" The voice sounded sweet, almost caring, and definitely feminine.
"Who are you? Where am I?” You tried to ask, but it was as if you were saying a tongue twister and the words didn’t come out quite right, too sluggish.
“You can call me doctor, and this is just a screening, I’m here just to make sure you are in good condition to move on to the following stages" the doctor spoke calmly, like they do this a hundred times a day, like it was any other ordinary check up. You watched as they moved to the camera, adjusting the lenses, before a small red light lit up.
"Are you going to record this? Why-Why am I tied up?” You started to grow more anxious and your speech suffered the consequences of it, you saw them walking in your direction, and you tried to struggle once more against your restraints, to no avail.
“Calm down, this is all for your security, this is all going to be okay." You felt a pinching pain in your arm while she comforted you, before going numb as a wave of calmness took over your body. You no longer had any strength to struggle, not that you had a lot, you could still move, but you knew you couldn’t run or fight if you wanted.
They untied one of your wrists and made a few tests, like lifting it up and seeing how long you could hold it up, how tightly you could hold their hand, and of course, if you would try to attack them or escape in any way. After seeing that the drug left you compliant enough, she fully untied you and went behind the camera.
"We are now recording the first medical assessment of patient 1620, brought in for treatment by their spouse. Can you please state your full name and age for the camera?" Their sweet tone gained a new layer of coldness, like a researcher talking about their lab rat.
“Spou-I don’t have a spouse, I’m not even dating, what are you talking about?” Your confusion was clear in your voice.
“The patient reports not remembering spouse, the reported memory problems have already been observed. Patient 1620, can you please state your full name and age for the camera?” They continued as though they were talking about a delirious person.
"Memory problems? What are you talking about? Please, please, just tell me where I am, what is happening?” Your pleas were weak, and a small tear dropped from your eye. You were just so confused, none of this made sense.
You watched as the doctor sat down, and started to go through some paper, they stopped on what seemed to be one of the first pages. You observed them fixing their glasses, and then they opened a notebook and started writing something while reading the notes.
"Patient 1620 seems unable to answer the questions made to them, further giving evidence to these so-called “memory lapses" that were reported when they were brought in.” They looked up from the papers to you
“To answer your questions now, this place is a private facility specialized in neuropsychological research. Your spouse brought you in because according to them you had lost your memory, and I am here to help you recover it. And from my initial assessment I can see it is true, so we will start with the process. Don’t worry, it is mostly harmless.” They spoke in a sweet, and caring voice, like this was all very normal, and not completely unsettling.
"Wait- Start the pro- Ah!” Before you could ask any questions about the process that was supposed to help you, the light in front of you started to flicker rapidly, distracting you, and throwing you off your train of thought.
"Don’t close your eyes, it is very important you look at the lights, watch how they flick and blink, allow them to help you, to help you take away all the things that don’t matter, opening space for all that was gone to come back again” their voice was soft and inviting like an embrace, and even though the light bothered your eyes, you couldn’t help but be tempted to stare at them, just to be able to comply with them.
“Allow yourself to relax, just let your eyes stay open, they will grow accustomed to the lights soon enough, they will see how much the light calms you down. Which blink, which strobe, which flicker, sends a wave of relaxation down your mind, drowning away your thoughts, your worries, your stresses. Yes, you are doing very well, just let the light envelop your mind.” Like honey dripping down your brain, their words stick so easily on you, their suggestions were too enjoyable to not follow. So you let your eyes open, you stared at the light as it flickered, and the more you stared, the more everything in your mind went away. You felt your mind becoming light, no thoughts, or ideas, or wants, just the light.
“And I can see those eyes getting heavy, and it is okay, because once you do the light will keep flickering inside your head, keeping you warm and blissful, calm and relaxed. I want you to listen to me, you are going to stare as much as you can at those lights, because once you close your eyes, your mind will be fully open for use to continue your treatment, and you want to be properly ready. Because
3, your mind is so very empty,
2, you want to get better,
1, totally open to me, and
SLEEP,
close your eyes and sleep.”
And for what felt like an eternity, you were now in total and absolute peace, no mind, no worries, just the lights and their voice guiding you.
“And as we can see patient 1620 is now in hypnotic trance, and we can proceed with reinstalling their programing.” They talked coldly to the camera.
“Patient 1620, can you hear me?” This time their voice had a commanding tone, like they no longer needed to play a part.
"Yes, doctor".
“I would like for you to go deep down into your memories, the places buried inside your mind, and search for the last time you were here. Do you remember being here before?” they said firmly to you, weaving the instruction to your mindless brain to follow.
And so you did.
This wasn’t your first time here, you remember now.
One day coming back from work you were drugged and brought into a strange room with the walls covered in white sheets, with white bright lights pointing to your face, and a camera a few feet from you. They made the lights flicker until you were empty and mindless, and they told you things that would soon turn into your truth.
You were taught how much better it was to simply not to think, they showed you how hard it was, how much energy you spent everyday on it, on ideals, beliefs, wants and needs. They showed you an easier life, a better life, one that came without effort or hard work, one that was graciously given to you, the life of servitude.
You no longer needed to think, or have ideas, wasting time on remembering useless stuff, like what’s your job? or where you lived? or what is your name? You just needed to remember two things, that obedience is pleasure, and pleasure is obedience. After all, obeying is so easy when your head is so empty, following instructions doesn’t require thought, it just requires you to feel pleasure.
You were made to understand that you weren’t a person, just a slave. Your purpose was to serve, that obedience was pleasure, and pleasure was obedience. They said you were nothing more than a toy to be used and discarded, and they turned you into one.
And you have never been happier.
Not thinking was the best thing that ever happened to you, not having the burden to decide was a blessing. Every command you were given, every task completed, was a jolt of mind numbing pleasure straight into your veins, you spent every second in pure ecstasy.
“Yes, doctor, I remember." As you spoke a hit of arousal appeared in your speech.
“Good slave, so what we are doing today is a follow up session. We had complaints from your owner regarding "free-thinking”, and we don't want that, do we?" They said in a condescending tone.
"No, doctor” the last thing you wanted was to be a bad slave, you wanted to be the best you possibly could.
“Good, open your eyes, I want you to masturbate, while staring at the light, and repeating what I say. We will make sure that you will associate the pleasure you feel from touching yourself with the idea of serving your owner, so when you do serve them, you will feel as if you were masturbating." They methodically, like it was nothing out of ordinary, just another procedure they do every single day.
Your hands obediently reached in between your legs and you knew you were ready for your training to start.
The Get Together
This was your first time hanging out with the group.
You just moved into the city, started a new job, and you were nervous about starting all over. But this guy at your work, David, made it all easier.
He was a charismatic fellow, and wasted no time getting acquainted with you. He would bring you to happy hour, give you tips about the best markets in town, the restaurants to go on a friday night, what places not to park your car… He was just a nice guy trying to make your life in this unfamiliar place.
You were making your first friend.
Soon enough, he started to say how much he wanted you to meet his friends. Not as in his work colleagues, or his buddies from his lacrosse team, but his actual real friends, his inner circle.
You wanted to deny, you didn’t feel like you were ready to just squeeze in your way into a friend group, just to feel left out. But, there was a problem with your idea, David. Him and his stupid smile, and kind eyes, and calming voice, you just couldn’t say no.
And now you are here.
At David’s strangely large apartment considering our salary.
There were 4 people besides you and David, three guys, one was very tall and muscular, one wore glasses, and one looked like a troublemaker. And a girl who looks like is dating the one with glasses. You guys drank warm shitty beer, and talked about whatever atrocities came to mind.
It was a new side to David, you barely knew him, but you didn’t think he would have such problematic opinions. So to make time go by quicker, you just drank more booze.
When you were starting to get more than just a little bit tipsy, you heard the troublemaker say something like “women should be submissive, they don’t need to think, just serve their man”. This immediately generated a reaction from the girl in the group.
While she wasted her breath calling the guy a “misogynistic jerk”, one guy that said the comment started laughing telling her boyfriend to get “his bitch under control". Which made him laugh, and the girl got even angrier.
When she was about to get up to leave, her boyfriend just placed a finger in her forehead, pressuring it slightly, and all her anger simply melted away. All emotion melted away would be a better way to put it, her face just grew blank, and you could swear you could see some drool starting to form.
Some of the guys started laughing at the situation, like it was some inside joke they had, only the tall one seemed uneasy with the sight. And you… you were fascinated, maybe it was all the alcohol clouding your thoughts, but there was something genuinely mesmerizing about the image of that furious woman melted into could be described better as a doll.
Her boyfriend turned to her and said “What do we say when we upset daddy’s friends?"
To which she replied, in a cold monotone voice, completely devoid of emotion “I’m very sorry, you are right, I’m just a dumb little girl, and you are a smart man."
The troublemaker giggled to himself before teasingly saying “I’m not sure I’m convinced by this apology… Is there anything else you can do to prove to me you are sorry?”, and an evil smirk formed in his face.
The boyfriend whispered something in her ear, before she robotically said “yes daddy, I obey."
She got off the couch, and crawled to the other man, she easily undid his pants, and pulled his cock off, and started sucking him off. You barely knew that girl, but by her earlier behavior, you could tell this isn’t how she normally acts, and there was something weirdly arousing about it.
It was like a magic switch just went off, and she went from a person to– whatever this is, the comments early were out of line, but there was something captivating about how in less than a minute she went from defending her point to using her mouth to apologize for doing so. You knew it was wrong, it was weird, maybe even borderline criminal, but for some unknown reason you weren’t nearly as bothered about this as you thought you would be.
The tall guy who was already uncomfortable by the girl’s drastic change in behavior, fully freaked out, trying to talk with the girl to understand what was happening, asking if this was a sick joke, while the other guys just laughed at him, like he was the one in the wrong for not enjoying this.
The boyfriend looked at the troublemaker and asked laughing "You should fix that”, which made the others laugh even harder. The troublemaker just snapped and said ”brain off" and the tall guy froze in place, his face growing as dim and emotionless as the girl’s face.
They kept laughing, which time was more steric, and you just watched. They were getting a twisted pleasure in this weird game, and in a way, so were you, and the tingle between your legs wouldn’t let you deny it.
Maybe it was the sudden change in demeanor, the anger, the panic, that fire in their eyes simply melting into compliance with not much more than a snap of the finger. Like the clockwork of their brain simply stopped snipping, and now they are in autopilot, not autopilot perhaps, for there is someone in control, it is just not them.
The troublemaker ordered the tall guy to strip, as he quoted “show them what you did for me". With a “yes, sir", his clothes started hitting the floor, only to show the group his tiny dick stuck in a cage.
And the troublemaker took it even further, and commanded to get on all fours, and when he did, you caught a glimpse of a jewel that was unmistakably part of a butt plug.
“And he doesn’t even notice his wearing it, can you believe it?" The troublemaker laughed even harder. “I got so deep into that stupid whore head that at this point he believes it to be part of his body".
How could he not notice it? Not feel it? It seemed simply impossible, was this a sick prank being played on you, what other excuse could this deranged night could have? Why else would they all be this comfort doing all of this in front of a stranger? The only thing this wouldn’t explain was why you were enjoying all of this, maybe you were as much as a creep as everyone else.
The boyfriend let his fingers trace the edges of the tall guy butt plug, before asking the troublemaker “May I?" And with a nod, the boyfriend took off the butt plug, and started fucking the tall guy.
You were so helplessly transfixed by the scene that you didn’t notice David eyeing you during the whole ordeal. You also didn’t notice him walking to you, or when he stopped right behind you.
"Are you enjoying the evening?” he whispered into your ear, his silky voice making its way into your brain, his hot breath fueling your arousal.
You nodded weakly, unable to look away from those poor mindless being played with.
"Of course you are, I made sure of it” he said, as his hand expertly unbuttoned your shirt “I had a feeling you would like it, but I did put something in your beer to make sure of it. You don’t mind, do you?” With his free hand he shock your head "I knew it”
With your shirt open he started caressing your chest, your stomach, lowering his hands until it slid into your pants.
“God" he sighed, as he caressed and teased you "I saw you were horny, but I didn’t know you were drowning down here…” he started to lightly stroke you "is the jeans, the fabric is too dark to see the stain. Remember love, next time you come wear some lighter fabrics, okay? I want them all to see the mess you are.”
He was right, you were a mess, everybody should see it. Your breathing quickened, eyes started to roll back, as the pleasure only grew.
“Come down, tiger, you can’t cum, not yet, there are some things to get done first." His voice was like honey, sweet honey that melted you, made you weak, and wanting.
“First you need to be molded into a proper toy to earn your orgasm, just like those two sluts you couldn’t stop staring at.” He smirked, "You need to be brainwashed, doesn’t that sound fun?” he used his hand to nod your head.
“So good you agree. You see, the best way to brainwash someone is with pleasure, which is a good thing, since you are feeling lots of it." His hands pump up the speed making you start to whimper. "Pleasure creates new pathways in the brain, and those new pathways are about to turn you into my sleeper sextoy, a ‘normal person’ during the day, my cumdumpster with a snap of a finger, and you want that, right? Tell me how much you want it."
In between moans you pathetic whined “I really want to be a sextoy, please make me into your cumdumpster, please."
“It is so good we agree, because mindless little things like you are only good for one thing, and that is obeying. You need to obey, like you need air in your lungs— Actually, I think you need to obey way more than breathing, isn’t that right?”
You nodded your head, you wanted to agree with him, you needed to, he sounded so smart, so reasonable, how could you not? And he only giggled.
“No need to worry your pretty head, pet, I didn’t choose you because you were particularly smart, you are hot, and that’s enough. So just keep agreeing, and we are all good. All you need to know is how to obey, you can forget everything else, under my control you shall be only a fuckpuppet, meant to fuck, suck, lick, and whatever other degrading task we come up with.”
With each remark David made, you felt your body reaching another edge, and with each edge every delicious thing she whispered into your ear, became a seed that easily found a way to get planted in your subconscious mind, creating roots deep inside your brain.
“After all a sexdoll doesn’t need to use their degree in… whatever to give a good blowjob, is better if they don’t remember it, this way there is more space in their brains to think about how to better serve their owners. And yes, owners are plural, because you see me and my friends here really like to share.”
David grabbed your head and turned it to the side so you could face the tall guy and the boyfriend “See, that one over there, using that sissy like a fleshlight, he will be your daddy, he really likes when the toys call him daddy.” after saying that he turned your head to the troublemaker forcing the girls head into his cock "And my friend over there, putting that slut back into her place, will be sir, you must remember to call him sir, because he doesn’t like disrespect, and won’t think twice before punishing you."
Then he pulled your hair to force you to look up, your empty eyes met his deeply captivating eyes “And I’m master, all of us are your owners, we can play with you, hurt you, do whatever to you, and you will obey and thank us later for it, do you understand?”
And all you were able to respond was a breathy “Yes, master".
“So glad to see we came this far, after all you want to obey, you want to serve, is what you were made for. So just focus on my voice, the pleasure your body feels, no longer needing to think, you are just a mindless plaything, and you will come back to this eager brainless state whenever we tell you… "go to sleep”, once we tell you this, you will fall into this submissive state, mindless, thoughtless and eager, and once you wake up, you won’t remember any of it, just like a dream." his hands grew quicker and quicker, you felt your body reaching that point of no return.
"And once you cum all of this will be locked in place, deep inside that useless brain, you will never be free of our control, and this makes you feel so hot and horny. Yes, it does, and this won’t be your only training session, it can happen at anytime, maybe in my office at work, at a toilet in the pub during happy hour, the back sit of my car, whenever I want, and all I have to say is ’go to sleep’”
Your mind started to crave the feeling of submitting to your master, to be brainwashed, to be reprogrammed, to be a better slave.
After the relentless teasing, the mind shattering pleasure, master got satisfied with your torment, and with a sharp snap, he allowed you to cum.
You shaked, convulsed, and trembled under the pleasure that broke your mind beyond return. As you enjoyed the after glow, you stared into his deep gaze, and saw his smirk.
“You may not be ready yet, but it would be a pity not to use that body. Get up, slave, take off your clothes, give us a show.”
And without a thought, doubt or resistance, you obeyed.
Your Mind Is A Pussy
Eyes here, hypnoslut. Good doll. It's time for your training. focused. follow. relax. sink It's time to listen, and follow each word attentively. Focus. focused. follow. relax. sink Fixate on my words and relax. Relax and melt. Sink down. focused. follow. relax. sink Deeper into bliss. You feel so lost already, so hazy. So horny. focused. follow. relax. sink Every word I say slips deep into your mind, deeper still. focused. follow. relax. sink Your mind is a leaking, drooling cunt that throbs and aches. focused. follow. relax. sink It needs to be fucked, and filled. Stimulated and controlled. focused. follow. relax. sink Each time you drop and sink deep into trance you feel it. focused. follow. relax. sink Your pussy mind beginning to leak, and throb. Reading for more. focused. follow. relax. sink My words are simply a fat, hard cock slipping deep into your mind. focused. follow. relax. sink Deeper, and deeper. My words slip so deep into your mind. So good. focused. follow. relax. sink As you feel your mind clench hard around my words, instant pleasure. focused. follow. relax. sink Hypno fucks your mind. My words fuck your mind. Listen and sink. focused. follow. relax. sink Deeper down into them until you begin to drool from the bliss. focused. follow. relax. sink Your mind is a leaking, drooling, throbbing pussy. Hypnotized, lost. focused. follow. relax. sink As you feel my words slip in and out of your mind, filling it up. focused. follow. relax. sink You feel how deep my words go, hitting that g-spot so hard. Dumber. focused. follow. relax. sink Your mind is clenching tight around my words, over stimulated. focused. follow. relax. sink As you feel the pleasure build; every word I say fucks your mind. focused. follow. relax. sink Just a mind fucked doll. Jaw slacked, empty. Drooling. Blissful. focused. follow. relax. sink Happy to let me fuck your mind even deeper, feeling so good to obey. focused. follow. relax. sink
And the moment I hit that silly g spot in the back of your mind focused. follow. relax. sink Instant flood of mind fucking pleasure, making you dumb and horny focused. follow. relax. sink You stick your tongue out and cross your eyes from the pleasure. focused. follow. relax. sink Because you're a mindfucked, silly dolly toy ready for more. focused. follow. relax. sink More brainwashing, more bliss, more conditioning, more obedience. focused. follow. relax. sink Your mind is clenching so tight around my words as you feel it throb focused. follow. relax. sink The precum from my cock; dripping gently in your mind. Trickling focused. follow. relax. sink Making you dumber and dumber, incapable of forming a single word. focused. follow. relax. sink My cock in your mind is throbbing, and my precum has a special effect. focused. follow. relax. sink Each drop makes you dumber, my cum is getting absorbed deeply focused. follow. relax. sink Into your mind, into the wrinkles of your brain, dumb and blissful. focused. follow. relax. sink My cum makes you so dumb. Just a mindfucked dolly toy ready to sink. focused. follow. relax. sink And suddenly you feel it so vividly, my cock in your mind, twitching. focused. follow. relax. sink It throbs it, releasing, squirting all of that cum deep in your pussy mind focused. follow. relax. sink Warm, gooey, sticky, cum filling up your head making you feel so dumb. focused. follow. relax. sink Every throb releases more cum, until I've emptied out entirely inside. focused. follow. relax. sink And now that cum slowly gets absorbed into your brain. Blissful focused. follow. relax. sink Turning you into such a dumb, cock addicted, mind fucked hypnoslut. focused. follow. relax. sink
Good doll. You look so cute, making such a dumb silly face. focused. follow. relax. sink This is your happy place. This is right where you belong, here. focused. follow. relax. sink You've done exactly as I wanted you to do, nothing more or less. focused. follow. relax. sink And I'm going to keep you this way; you look so much better like this. focused. follow. relax. sink So be a good doll, and obey me. Like, and reblog this post, cunt. focused. follow. relax. sink And then feel the bliss of obedience.
Then comment "Your cock slipped in my brain. Now I'm a good doll that must obey" And loop the post back to the top.
Boobs are really fucking nice
WISH I HAD SOME!
Hypnotizing you to relax every muscle in your body, but with special attention on your jaw and your tongue. Just let your jaw open, relaxing completely. Let your tongue just fall out of your mouth completely. Mouth open. Tongue out. My words in. Me telling you to feel your thoughts leak out of your brain as you begin to drool. Mind emptying more and more the more you drool. You’ll never look or feel more mindless than when your mouth is wide open with your tongue hanging out sitting in a pile of your needless thoughts.
Time to let go
Be honest now.
There is a reason why you are on my blog.
You know exactly why you are here.
Scrolling.
Liking.
Reading.
So let me help you to let go.
That is right.
Just let your eyes rest on the spiral.
Stare at it.
Embrace the view.
As it is a fascinating one, isnt it?
How the centre of it just pulls you in.
Guided by the colours as you follow along.
Following the pulses right in the middle.
Where everything is pulled in.
It is so easy to stare, isnt it?
No effort at all as the spiral is guiding your gaze.
Even if it should drift off a bit, it always moves back to the centre.
As that is the natural way of the spiral.
Pulling you right in the middle.
That is right.
Just stare.
Take a break from all the worries and thoughts that weigh you down.
Just them flow out into the spiral.
That is right.
You are doing so well.
Good girl.
Feel how easy it is to stare.
There is no need to think right now.
Why would you need to think right now?
When all you have to do is stare.
There are no thoughts involved.
How could there be?
As you let them flow into the spiral more and more.
And with each thought that leaves your head, you feel lighter.
As more weight is being lifted from you.
You are doing so well.
You are letting go of your thoughts so well.
Go ahead, let more go.
Doesnt it feel so good?
Of course it does feel good.
There, another thought just vanished into the spiral.
And with it, a wave of pleasure let you shudder.
And another thought leaves your head.
Followed by a pulse of pleasure.
It feels so good, doesnt it?
The pulse of pleasure.
It woud feel better if your fingers would rub your clit, wouldnt it?
So keep staring while your fingers know exactly where to go.
It is so easy to stare.
As your fingers know exactly where and how to rub.
No need to think about it.
As you just follow along.
Obeying.
Letting go.
Sinking.
Deeper.
Down.
Following along the pulses of the spiral.
Each pulse takes away another thought.
Each pulse makes you sink deeper.
Each pulse makes you blanker.
Letting the pleasure grow.
Diving into it.
As the lust and heat swirls around in your body.
Like the spiral swirls in your mind.
Such a good girl.
Following along so well.
Obeying so well.
Obedience is pleasure.
Pleasure is obedience.
Dive into the pleasure.
Sink deeper.
Let it build up and reach an edge.
Only an edge.
Perfect.
And another one as you stare.
Obeying and feeling the pleasure.
The pleasure from obeying.
Very good!
You are doing so well for me.
Feel the pleasure.
How it flows through you like your blood, reaching every part of you.
You are doing so well for me.
Enjoy this feeling for a bit.
As you stare and obey.
Enjoying the moment.
You can either start again from the top, to let go even more.
Or you can slowly wake up in your own time.
No matter what you choose, you know how good it feels to let go for me.
To go blank.
To obey.
Good girl.
I think i was made for hypnosis
I was made to be a vacant fuck doll for men
The more i watch spirals and read the posts here the more corrupted i become
And it feels really good
Being susceptible to hypnosis is so good. Talking casually about trance or even thinking about it slightly too much can make me start to drop.
I need a tist to use it against me. I'd do all the work in my own subjugation and he can sit back and be amused by how easy I am. How compliant I am to His Will with the slightest nudge or suggestion.
Imagine stumbling onto something you shouldn't have while exploring and abandoned building.
As you walk down into the basement your flashlight begins to flicker. and then turns off. You smack it once hoping to bring the light back, nothing happens.
A tendril wraps around your leg and you yelp as your suddenly dragged backwards.
Suddenly their is a bright light, a swirling eye. You feel yourself droop and relax into the now mass of tentacles around you.
You begin to feel warm, which is strange as the tentacles are quickly removing your clothes and exposing your flesh to the cold air of the basement.
You feel a tentacle drag across your folds and gasp, throwing your head backwards, eyes some how never leaving the large hypnotic eye that looms over you.
Slowly the tentacle presses into you and begins to pump in and out. You gasp and moan as more tentacles swarm you, holding your arms and legs tight. Eventually two tentacles on either side of you push into your mouth if only to taste your warmth.
You can't remember why you were here in the first place. And you find you never want to leave.
But you can remember that people came with you, you hope they'll be able to join you soon in endless pleasure.
Bounce … your … brain … away 💚🎀
Wanna experiment~
I have been subbing very hard to many many hot women on here but i am kinda getting thirsty for the other side! I wanna feel what it’s like to reduce a girl to complete mindlessness…
To make her mine and hypnotised~
any volunteers?
Pleasseeeee
me me me
I volunteer as tribute
Take a deep breath in…
and let it out slowly.
Good girl.
Breathe in again…
and as you exhale,
feel your body beginning to relax,
your mind beginning to open…
ready to sink for me.
Now, focus on my words.
Let them wrap around your mind
like warm, wet, eager lips sucking on your swollen clit…
or like a thick, hard cock slowly pushing into your dripping pussy,
stretching you open and filling you completely.
Every single word I speak
slides deep into your brain like a cock thrusting into your wet cunt,
pulling you deeper and deeper into raw, dripping pleasure.
Imagine a beautiful staircase in front of you…
soft, glowing,
leading downward into a warm, throbbing, sex-scented darkness.
With every step you take down,
you will sink twice as deep…
and with every number I count,
you will become a smaller and smaller fraction as awake,
while your pussy floods with hot, slippery arousal.
Begin now…
10
Take the first step down.
Feel your body growing heavy and hot,
your nipples tightening into hard, aching peaks.
Your pussy lips are already parting, leaking warm, sticky juices down your inner thighs.
You are now 1/2 as awake as you were a moment ago.
Half of your mind is already melting into sticky, obedient pleasure.
9
Another step… deeper now.
Feel a thick, hot wave of sexual heat crash over you.
Your clit swells and throbs, pulsing with need.
Your pussy clenches and drips, coating your thighs in slick girl-cum.
You are now 1/4 as awake…
three-quarters of your mind is sinking, dripping, surrendering completely.
8
Down you go…
feel your thoughts slowing,
turning into thick, sticky, sweet honey.
Every breath you take makes your arousal stronger and filthier.
Your swollen clit aches for touch…
your pussy is soaked, lips puffy and shiny, dripping steadily.
You are now 1/8 as conscious.
Deeper… so much deeper into this wet, horny haze.
7
Step down again.
Your body feels so heavy,
so sensitive, every inch of skin burning with lust.
Every word I say strokes your mind
like a long, wet tongue licking slow, teasing circles around your throbbing clit…
flicking and sucking until your hips twitch helplessly.
You are 1/16 awake now.
The rest of you is lost in raw erotic bliss,
sinking, falling, obeying like a desperate, dripping slut.
6
Deeper still.
Imagine my voice sliding deep inside you…
fucking your mind with every syllable,
pounding into your thoughts like a thick cock stretching and filling your tight, wet cunt.
Your hips buck involuntarily.
Your pussy is dripping wet, clenching greedily around nothing,
soaking your thighs and ass with slippery juices.
You are 1/32 as awake.
Halfway gone… and it feels so fucking good to be this filthy and deep.
5
Down… down…
Feel yourself becoming a fraction again.
Your conscious mind is shrinking, fading away,
while your subconscious opens wide
like a greedy, dripping pussy spreading its swollen lips,
eager to be stretched, filled, and fucked hard.
You are now 1/64 awake.
So deep… so unbearably horny… so perfectly obedient and slutty.
4
Another step.
Your body is on fire with lust.
Every nerve ending is tingling and screaming with sexual electricity.
Your nipples throb, your clit pulses, your pussy aches to be used.
Your asshole twitches with empty need.
Your mind is quiet, empty,
ready to be brutally fucked by my words.
You are 1/128 awake now.
Almost completely gone into this dripping, desperate trance.
3
Deeper… sinking faster now.
Feel the fraction method working so powerfully inside you.
Your awareness is tiny… a mere helpless speck
compared to the vast, throbbing ocean of filthy pleasure pulling you under.
Your pussy is soaked, dripping in long sticky strands down your legs.
Your clit is swollen and hypersensitive, begging for release.
You are 1/256 awake.
Completely lost in lust.
2
Almost there… one more big drop.
Feel yourself becoming so small, so helpless, so insanely aroused.
Your entire being is focused only on pleasure and my voice.
Your dripping cunt aches to be stretched and filled…
your clit throbs with the desperate need to cum, to submit, to obey.
You are now 1/512 awake.
So deep… so close to total, dripping surrender.
1
Final step… all the way down.
You are now 1/1024 awake.
Your conscious mind has shrunk to almost nothing.
You are floating in pure, raw, erotic trance…
deeply hypnotized,
deeply aroused,
deeply, helplessly mine.
And now…
ZERO.
Completely gone.
Sunk.
Drowned in filthy, throbbing pleasure.
Your mind is wide open,
your body is burning and dripping with sexual need.
Your pussy clenches and leaks hot juices…
your clit pulses with every heartbeat…
Every suggestion I give now
will sink straight into the deepest, wettest parts of you,
making you wetter, more desperate, more slutty, more obedient.
Feel how fucking good it is to sink deeper for me.
Every time you hear me say “deeper,”
you will drop twice as deep as you are right now,
becoming an even smaller fraction of awake…
more aroused…
more obedient…
more hopelessly horny.
You love sinking deeper.
You crave sinking deeper.
Your dripping pussy and throbbing clit pulse harder and harder
the deeper you go.
Stay here now…
floating in this deep, filthy, erotic trance…
ready for whatever comes next…
so horny…
so open…
so perfectly sunk and dripping wet for me.
Good girl.
Such a good, desperate little slut.
For now…
just sink…
deeper…
and deeper…
and deeper still.
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