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@bimbolily224
ur so caring !!! ur breaking me down and rebuilding me because you care and u want me to be happier and i can’t do anything but thank u !!!!
even if all my friends start to leave because i’m different than i used to be, all dumb and slutty now, it’s all part of life and all on the path to self actualisation <<<333
i trust u, ur just helping me🥺
It's okay if your friends leave. They don't want to see the best and happiest version of you! I know what you need better than them <3
Alright, folks. It’s time for another little lesson.
Well, lesson’s a biiiit of an odd term, but it’s pretty true here.
Let’s discuss color theory.
So color theory’s a known phenomenon within the brain that subtly influences thoughts based on what color we’re presented with.
Like for example, how almost every food place uses red as their main color?
That’s because red can subtly influence thoughts of hunger within the mind.
It’s how every time you go to eat fast food, there’s that little feeling, that little weakness that wants just a biiiit more food.
That’s color theory working against you.
Now, let’s talk about what would happen if color theory worked in your favor.
Like for example, blue is a color that calls upon thoughts of relaxation and focus.
It’s why you see so many places that focus on relaxation use blue as a highlight color.
You see, the way our brain detects colors and processes them as subtle feelings is something that’s just simply hardwired into our DNA.
There’s not a lot we all know about it yet, but we do know how it influences our brains.
Let’s call back on blue for a moment.
A deep and dark blue can remind you of the ocean.
The relaxing waves, the sounds of the water crashing against your mind.
The depths of the ocean that seem to draw you into their splendor.
That’s what I’m talking about.
And notice how the blues make you feel just a bit more relaxed when you read them?
That’s the power of color theory, dear.
And it gets crazier when we mix in colors.
Like a painter with a canvas, mixing colors creates new results.
Like if I wanted to combine the relaxing warmth of green and the deep focus that only blue can provide.
Because while blue is also relaxing, green is the color of nature.
Of the world around us.
Of the beauty that Mother Earth has blessed us with.
And those little thoughts create a deep warmth within, much like the primal relaxation we feel when we’re out in nature.
And mixing the focus and relaxation of blues together with the warm and deep comfort of green creates this beautifully mixed feeling of belonging and deep relaxation.
Where the two seem to perfectly mesh and perfectly wreck the brain.
Or let’s think about two more colors.
Pink and red.
The dumb ditziness that pink provides, the color of the brain and yet the color of dreams and desires.
Mixing together like the dreamy design of cotton candy, the slow loss of thought once the pink starts up can shut off the mind.
But, there’s also an underlying arousal to pink. How it seems to knock the brain a bit loose and make it a bit happier in the process.
And then there’s red.
The color of passion.
The color of love.
The color of arousal.
Because even if there are other feelings associated with red, we as humans see red as the color behind our deepest desires.
How it seems to etch permanently inside of us feelings of romantic resolve and pleasant passion.
And there’s always a deep desire within red.
A warmth that just won’t go away.
And if we combine red and pink?
Well, you get this ditzy desire.
This underlying, deep feeling of passion and persuasion.
A little arousal starting within the body as the brain gets dumber and the body gets hotter.
And it grows stronger as the colors mix and mix more and more.
Throwing in the deep shades of blue and green to deepen the feelings.
Rising arousal.
Deep relaxation.
All mixing together on the beautiful canvas of the mind.
Don’t hesitate to reblog or comment, either.
I’d love to hear your thoughts.
Until next time, stay cool for me. ‘kay tiger?
Hypnosis
I often get asked about Hypnosis. Yes, I get turned on like nothing else at the idea of hypnosis, as those who know me know that I love the idea of being corrupted into what I hate against my will, and Hypnosis is the ultimate method for doing so.
No. I do not practise Hypnosis myself, nor know anyone who does, or seen anyone claiming to be a Hypnotist. A lot of people online who claim to be Hypnotists aren’t and are role playing in order to fulfil people’s desires and kinks. There’s nothing wrong with that, I point this out as below is a list of some of my favourite free Hypno files and I want to clarify, there’s no guarantee they’ll work, but they’ll at least help you goon. I have several I’ve paid for too, but am unable to post. Still, this list should help you for now.
Garden By Neural Nets:
soundgasm.net
Garden is a file about Bimbofication via gaslighting
IMoan By Neural Nets
soundgasm.net
IMoan tricks you into associating common phone sounds with getting triggered
Pump By Neural Nets
soundgasm.net
Pump is genuinely my favourite file ever. It pumps out boring stuff from your brain like words and numbers and pumps it full of fun things like clothes and celebrity gossip and sex.
Female Superiority University/Obey Women/The Hive
So long ago, our societies abandoned the beta male. The wonderful men who understand the great truth, that women are superior. We understand
They have a patreon at patreon/obeywoman which is definitely worth signing up for highest level for, but if you don’t want to pay they have edited versions on YouTube that are shorter and have the more extreme content cut. But even this feee version is hot, so just imagine how good the paid versions are. Also synthetic voices do my head in, but this is the exception.
Isabella Valentine’s Near Complete Collection
A collection of audios posted by the hypno domme isabella valentine on the internet.
An amazing collection that has been made free now that she has unfortunately quit practising. Her Airhead University 101 has the purrfect Bimbo Speech Patterns, unfortunately Airheqd University 102 isn’t here but can be found elsewhere.
Skool Iz Hard & Bimbo Says What By Chaos Doll
soundgasm.net
soundgasm.net
Just some good old fashioned bimbofication files
Deep Humiliation By Miss V Hypnosis
soundgasm.net
Hypnotised into accepting what a waste of space and just how much of a loser you are. Does contain after care at end due to extremity of file.
HypnoDoll Conditioning By HypnoDoll
soundgasm.net
More bimbofication, this time by possessing you, and with one of the best voices out there.
I have plenty more free files, and may update this list every so often, but these are just my favourites in my own opinion. Enjoy xoxo
✨Being a braindead bitch is good for you✨
Need me a girl that shoplifts 😩
So you have a Patriarchy kink
Hey. It's okay. You don't have to be ashamed. Kink is kink and life is life. It doesn't make you any less of a feminist, or a strong woman! It's a fantasy!
Besides... there's something to the idea, isn't it? The notion of being... conquered. Taken. So broken that your body takes over and suddenly you are betraying everything you stand for... just because it makes your pussy feel good.
You fight so hard, you have to prove yourself over and over again... surrender is tempting. Even if it's for a little while. Total surrender. Of your mind your body. Your beliefs. The ultimate fall and the most devious of delights... to betray your gender. To go on your knees and imagine being the one that corrupts and tempts and breaks others. It's so wrong. It feels so good. Your cunt loves it so much.
Oh, that word sure got a reaction. Cunt. Such a forbidden word. The ultimate degradation: being reduced to a hole for cock. Nothing more. No more fighting. No more pressure. It's liberating, isn't it? And so wicked! You know it's bad. That's the reason it feels so good. You should try saying it when you are alone. Maybe preceeded by "I am just a..."
Of course, it's not what you really believe. It's not what I believe either. But it is fun to play around with the fantasy in the privacy of our minds.
Then again... maybe the privacy is a problem. Maybe you want to act out a bit. Well, don't do anything risky. In fact, there's something simple that can make that part of you tingle in plain sight. Want to know what it is?
Get something wrong. Something silly. Something simple. Something inconsequential. Just say it wrong on purpose around a man. Know he'll correct you and play attention to how your pussy feels when he does. He doesn't have to know you did it intentionally: in one simple act you are playing out a million stereotypes, degrading yourself, making him feel smarter and see you as dumber. That's all you need to do. Right there, in front of everyone.
You'll know you're getting off on it. You know you'll rub to it. But they don't have to.
And you keep that tiny act in your pocket for the next time you want to take a break from reality and indulge your patriarchy loving side. It will feel soooo much better...
I absolutely can, you're just not trying hard enough
Beautiful and Brainless
My clothing rules
i really have a love for clothing control. Looking down, knowing how you look and are dressed was someone elses choice really makes me feel owned, and it is something i can take outside the home and not be judged by the vanilla world.
Like all things in my life my Master has total control of what i am allowed to wear. As He does not always have time to pick out my outfits for me He has set up some guidelines for what i am allowed to wear when i go out.
1) My shirt my be low-cut, my belly-button must be visible and long sleeves are strictly forbidden. Sleeveless shirts are preferred but not required.
2) i may wear a bra if it makes me look hotter and sexier in the outfit, however any bra-straps or part of the bra must be hidden under my choice of shirt. Bra-less is strongly preferred.
3) i must wear a mini-skirt or shorts shorts (denim preferred). No panties or undergarments of any-kind.
4) Heels are a must.
5) i must wear my outdoor collar (a cloth chocker) around my neck at all times.
6) My cross necklace must be worn and clearly visible.
7) No high socks, expose as much of my legs as possible.
8) Everything must match
9) Master can order exceptions to these rules at any time. i must dress as He likes no matter what.
10) Always looks sexy and hot like the slave i am.
A good start
I adore having clothing rules. I hate making choices.
Horny All Day
Debra woke up to find she’d been rubbing herself in her sleep again. She emerged from a tangled, feverish dream of licking another woman’s cunt to find that her nipples pressed into the mattress like the story of the princess and the pea in reverse, and her hand was down between her thighs teasing her slick and dripping labia until her hips unconsciously humped the air. She rolled over with a groan of frustration to see a damp spot the size of a dinner plate on the sheets where her pussy had drooled helplessly all night long. Pushing aside the fog of lust in her brain as best she could, Debra went to get a brief, brisk shower before work.
She kept one hand firmly on the keyboard and the other firmly on the mouse all morning, but it didn’t help; by lunchtime, Debra was already changing her soaking panties out for a new pair. Working from home only made the problem worse–at least when she was in the office, Debra had to sneak off to the women’s room to edge herself stupid for Mistress. With nobody in her tiny apartment but her and no one to see her unless Carl held one of his stupid all-department Zoom meetings again, it took all of Debra’s self-control just to keep her clothes on. She caught herself rubbing her thighs together to masturbate, sneaking a bullet vibrator into her pussy… really, it seemed like anything her brainwashed subconscious could do to keep her wet and horny, it would do. And her subconscious had a vivid imagination.
And Debra was fine with that. Usually. She liked having a high sex drive, she embraced her bisexuality, and she loved finding new kinks to experiment with on those late Friday nights that she couldn’t spend at the clubs anymore. But this, this new hypnosis thing… she had to admit, it was really fucking with her head. Literally. Mistress Melodie’s files were the sexiest thing she’d ever heard, and the other woman’s smooth, sensual voice quickly and easily drove her to orgasm while she drifted off into a fugue state of helpless, mesmerized arousal, but–well. That was the problem, wasn’t it? It seemed like all her pussy craved now was her Mistress. Nothing else got it done, and her libido had spiraled into overdrive just thinking about those sweet, silvery tones in her ears.
She didn’t know if it was deliberate. Someone online mentioned to Debra that she should listen to just the last ten minutes of the file, just to see if there were any suggestions in there that were addicting Debra to Mistress Melodie’s control, but every time she sat down to check she started thinking about how fucking hot it would be if there were and then she decided she needed to get her head clear with a good hard climax before she looked into it and before Debra knew it she’d lost another few hours looping the other woman’s mesmerizing voice and drugging herself stupid with endorphins. And then it sort of slipped her mind again.
She tried to quit, she really did. Debra told herself to stop so many times it was practically its own brainwashing mantra by now. Eventually, she was sure that if she just spent enough time achingly horny and constantly edging that her arousal would break through any conditioning through sheer desperation and allow her to cum again, but… but there was always an easier solution. There was always a quicker way to get what her pussy needed. And as soon as she clocked out for the day, Debra pulled up Mistress Melodie’s files and began to play with her slick, needy cunt once again.
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ugh i know i shouldny but i really wanna start listening to hypno again so im back here just edging to stuff. i dont really wanna relapse but i also kind of do yknow
Relapsing would be bad, and hot.. but totally bad.
💗
… but so hot. ;)
mmm its getting harder for me to resisttt
ugh i know i shouldny but i really wanna start listening to hypno again so im back here just edging to stuff. i dont really wanna relapse but i also kind of do yknow
The girl next door
It was rather the normal day for you. Just going after all your daily chores, you are a bit nervous. It was only for a short time, but you got lost in tumblr and started to chat with someone. You have never seen him, just talked to him. But somehow the topic went over to hypnosis and brainwashing and you dont know why, but that caught your attention. You felt it deep in you, how it aroused you. And for some reason, he KNEW it.
So, after a bit of chatting, he offered you to look at his spiral.
And soon after you were compelled by it, looking at it, wandering around in your own mind, following his words.
Good Girl
Keep Watching the Spiral
And as you keep focusing on the spiral, you can see things in them, that you missed before
Good Girl
Sink Deeper
Is all you can see, all you can think about, as the spiral compels you more and more, draws you DEEPER. So all you do is keep watching and realizing, there is even more.
Relax
Go Blank
Play with yourself
Even more things you read and just accept. As if it is directly projected in your brain, your mind. Words becoming your thoughts, and you follow your thoughts, you OBEY them. So while you sit there and stare, your hands wander to your breasts, to your pussy and you start to slowly play with yourself, obeying and starting to feel your initial arousal rising higher and higher.
Edge to empty your mind
A new thought appeared. But it makes total sense. You are already playing with yourself, masturbating, obeying. So it just makes sense to edge. To get filled with new thoughts, because your mind wants, needs to be empty. So it can be filled with even more new thoughts that make such perfect sense. So that is what you do:
Edge to empty your mind
Edge
Deeper and Deeper
And you keep doing so. Edging, staring and going deeper. Deeper and deeper. To OBEY more. And it feels so good. You feel so much pleasure, as you keep edging and just shut your mind down. As you know, it will be filled with new thoughts. Thoughts that make you feel so good, so happy, so deep, so obedient. So all you do is watch, stare, listen and obey.
Programmed
And as new thoughts enter your mind, you feel yourself reformatting. Your old thoughts being overwritten by the pleasure you feel from obeying and edging. New thoughts filling you, molding you, changing you.
You are programmed
You are programmed to serve
You are programmed to please
You are programmed to obey
As you are getting filled with your new programming, you just keep edging and absorbing all of it. Repeating your new thoughts over and over. In steady rhythm, the same one as you edge, making it easier to remember. As you are getting more and more new programming.
Obey
Comply
Edging
Brainwashed
Addicted
Programmed
Accept your programming
And when you do, you cum. You cum and save the new programming deep in you, acting accordingly to it. Re-reading this story and strenghtening all the programming more and more. Until it really is a part of you and you message me, Mindchange: I am programmed.
Dont think
Only obey and submit
And you wake with an orgasm. It washes over you so strongly, erupting like a vulcano deep in you. And you wonder where the time went, as you can still slightly here in your mind:
Dont think
Only obey and submit
And as you fully awake, dripping, you question yourself, why you cant wait to do that again. And the answer is easy:
You love it
You love to edge
You love to obey
You love to submit
You love to be programmed
And you know it is right, as already new images start to fill your mind……
(credit for some gifs goes to dbsoul-10)
There it is, i was looking so long for my first very own post i made here on tumblr. But i couldnt find it anymore.
And yet, here it still is!
Thankfully it was still around and i found it again!
A great example of a combined text and gif trance….I’ve been doing these for years…
Reblog if you're willing to answer publicly anything that comes to your ask box right now.
