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@areyouasleepboy
A simple spiral that messes, just a little bit, with your eyes.
Welcome back to Master Nimbus. This file is designed to create a desire and need to worship Master Nimbus. It is intended to be watched with a spiral, however the type of spiral does not matter. I have posted one here if Good Boys choose to use it or they can use their favorite Spiral instead. So why don't you Good Boys dedicate 20 minutes of your time to going nice and deep for Master. Good Boys.
All hail Master Nimbus
- Love at first sight -
One look in his eyes and he was under his spell. The love he felt for the stranger was absolute and overwhelming.
He felt his mind melt away, consumed by these beautiful, mesmerizing eyes. Lust overtook him and it didn't take long for his resistance to break. He fell to his knees and blissfully started worshipping the new love of his life.
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I really like how this one turned out !
I’m open for comission, feel free to message me if that’s something you might be interested in
When I read the messages of my Master I instantly feel my thoughts slow down. My mind gets so empty and my head gets filled with adoration and blissfull submission for Him.
It feels like he is right here with me, whispering his hypnotic mesmerising words into my ear, reprograming my brain. I feel his hands groping my body, locking my head so that I can’t escape the screen in font of my eyes.
I feel him exploring me, his hands playing with my chest, teasing my nipples, getting in my slack drooling mouth. And then reaching for my hard throbbing c*ck, stroking it slowly, sending waves and waves of pleasure through my entire body. Making my brain and free will leak out.
I feel completly at his mercy. Unable to look away, lost in absolute pleasure and adoration for him. Just a dumb hypnotized slave, a willing sex toy for him to use and abuse as much as he like.
I am so gratefull for my Master to make me feel so good and empty, I never want this feeling to end. I will be his obedient slave forever.
(This is a comission for @fuckboy-jake , thank you I had so much fun making it ! I am open for other comissions, feel free to message me if that’s something that might interess you)
What’s your favorite hypnosis fantasy scenario?
That's a dificult question, there's a lot of hypnosis scenarios I fantasies about. The ones I illustrated are probably in my favorite, but there's a lot more i would like to draw when I get the time.
“I love you so much, dude.”
“Love you too bro…but you’re…hugging me…a little…too…tight.”
“Relax, man. I’m just getting you nice and pliable. I’ve gotta squeeze you tight to get you loose.”
“H-huh? Erm. Wdya mean?”
“I’m kinda like a boa constrictor. I’m constricting your body so tightly that there’s no room left for willpower, resistance. But I’m not tryna hurt you or anything. I’m just getting your brain all fucked up and loopy so I can mess around with it a bit.”
“Mhkay.”
“Ah, perfect. You look hot all fucked up like this. Now that you’re in a trance, I can let go and we can really start to have some fun.”
“Okay.”
“Don’t you mean: Okay, Master?”
“Okay, Master.”
“Good boy! Now let’s talk about your new lifestyle, bitch.”
“Okay, Master.”
Blissful boy, locked and secured in his chair, unable to move and at the mercy of his Master. His mind flooded by the spirals on the screens and the hypnotic inductions looping in his headset. His head foggy and malleable thanks to the gas filling his lungs. Unable to focus on anything but the vibrating plug stimulating is prostate. He is lost in pleasure and submission, remade to be the good dumb hypno slave that his Master deserves.
- I had the idea for this drawing after a conversation with @malebndg , thank you Sir for the inspiration -
Reblog if you want Masters to Dm you with a spiral and instant-hypnotizing you 🥴
He’s adjusting to his new life quite well. It was a bit rocky at first. But that’s expected: I plucked him out of his life with no warning and immediately immersed him in extensive hypnotic reprogramming. The process would be jarring for anyone, even a natural born bitch like him.
His training regimen has been tough. I almost feel bad for the sweetheart. But I’ve gotta be especially hard on him. I see his potential. He’s got something special. He’s a diamond in the rough. An elite bitch. He’ll make a lot of men happy, especially me.
I’m proud of the progress he’s made so far. Lately he’s had more good days than bad days. And I’m starting to see sparks of joy in his eyes.
At this rate, I’ll soon be able to make him as happy as he makes me.
Jordan’s Story: Part One
Tried adding some colors, i’m not really satisfied but at least it’s something 😅
Is it better with or without color ? (This guy is going to be happy and sleepy either way)
Gay trash made in mad haste
I was chilling at a bar after a long day at work, having a beer before heading back home. At some point a guy sat right next to me, I didn’t pay him much attention, I kinda wanted to be left alone.
I expected him to start talking to me since he sat so close but he didn’t, instead he started to sing. It was really quiet, like he was singing to himself. It didn’t bother me that much, he wasn’t the first weirdo I’ve seen in this bar, and he had a nice low voice I didn’t mind.
I tried to recognize the song but I could bearly hear the words, and I was feeling very tired so It was hard to keep focus, I kept dosing off. I hadn’t realized how tired I was, It’s like I could fall asleep right there.
There I was, half asleep on my seat, when I noticed that the man was right next to me. I didn’t see him get closer, but now he was singing right into my ear. I probably should have reacted but I was feeling so tired, and his voice was so soothing… It’s like all I could focus on was his song, all thoughts had just drifted away.
He put his hand on my shoulder and got it under my shirt. His touch was so warm, so soft, it sent wave of pleasure through my body. He drew me even closer to him and at this point I was so sleepy, so mindless that I couldn’t resist even if I wanted to.
The tone of his song shifted and I started to feel aroused. I felt so good, so horny all of the sudden. I started getting hard. He put his other hand on my torso, feeling up my pecs, making me moan and pant. He lowered his hand, carressing my abs, and then he got under my pants, grabing my cock, making me gasp.
So there I was, in the middle of a bar, edged by a stanger unable to resist. Even though I was panting and moaning no one seemed to notice. The song accelerated and so was his hand, all I felt was absolute pleasure and complete surrender. I knew this man could do whatever he wanted to me and I couldn’t fight it, I was his.
And then I came. It was the most intense orgasm off my life. Waves and waves of pleasure crashed over me and left me a drooling mess.
When I was finally able to regain my thoughts the man was gone, there was no song anymore. I was half undressed and wet. I quickly left the bar, embarrassed but mostly blissfull and tired.
Somehow I knew I would hear that song again.
Watch the pretty coin
Catching the light as it spins
Feeling the shine trapping your gaze
Everything else ceasing to matter
As each spin pushes away any thoughts
Leaving only My words in your mind
As you stare at Sir's pretty coin
Sinking deeper under My spell
Ready to do as you're told~🌀
Belonging to your master, in mind and body.
It's all going to be OK, boy. You're making all the right decisions. Trust your gut and your instincts. We both know the whole 'man thing' isn't you. You need to present like one for sure, but when it's just us, you can be yourself. A collared little doggy, longing to be free. I'm going to get your cage. We'll put it on and then you'll need to get dressed. We have to get back to work. After work we'll do some training and help you adjust to your new, more natural reality. You're a very good boy. There is nothing wrong with being an owned, caged and collared faggot. Bottom line at this point is, you don't have any choice. Now, go get your suit and tie.
Yes Sir.
Brain empty, mind gone, unaware of the hands exploring your body. Only feeling relaxed and blissfull as you are being used for someone else pleasure. And later only having a foggy memory of it, unsure if it really happened or if it was just a half forgotten dream. Until it happens again.
(Continuing my exploration of self-indulged hypno drawings. I like how this one turned out 😊 i’d love to hear what you guys think)
Stare and Drop.
