27 yo sub from the UK here. I’ve been captivated by hypnosis for as long as I can remember, and having lurked on kink tumblr for a long time curiosity finally got the better of me.
Hypnosis is a major turn on for me and while I’d say I’m an aspiring tist, for now at least I just wanna enjoy having my mind played with for anyone interested👀
Basically seeking an experienced tist for erotic hypno play. Addicted to swinging watches and spirals. Always down to chat hypno/drop for you if you’re that way inclined🌀
thinking about gentle hypnosis (𖦹﹏𖦹) being gently held while they whisper "down you go, now" or something in your ear
He lay there staring at the ceiling, head resting on her stomach as she held him between her thighs. He fingers twisted, massaging his scalp and temples as she coo'd in his ear.
"Nngh...?" He managed to mumble, which roughly trasnlated to "what's going on? It's so hard to think when your fingers are moving around and around and around..."
"Hm?" She asked softly, as he groaned at her touch. "You want to go under?" She chuckled lightly, applying a little more pressure to the massage.
He groaned in response. It'd cut off his thoughts again.
"Just let me take care of you, okay baby?" She pushed her fingers against him and made him nod his head. Yes. He should let her take care of him. It just made sense, didn't it?
Resuming the massage, he tried his best to tip his head back and look up at her. Had his head always been this heavy? Did it always take this much effort to move it?
Shining mischievous eyes looked down at him curiously.
"Yes? Did you want something?"
He did his best to form a coherent sentence, but it came out as a string of mumbling groans.
"Thats okay. Down you go now..." She pressed a finger to his forehead and his eyes rolled back as he sank his weight into her. "Don't worry, I've got you..."
Nooooooo don't come up behind me and put headphones on to make me listen to a hypnosis file that turns me into your brainwashed fuck toy...nooooo that's so awful... nooooooo...
"No, no, sorry about that. We got a bit overexcited earlier but no harm done. Everything's fine now."
Amy looked skeptically at her neighbour. She tilted her head casually, trying to see past him into the flat, and he unsubtly leant against the door frame to stop her.
"I'm sure that's true," she politely lied. "But I heard a lot of yelling and what sounded like fighting. I'm sure I'm just being paranoid but if I could actually see Hannah... Well, I'm sure I'd feel a lot better."
Marcus scowled at her.
The two of them had moved into the flat next to Amy's last month and she had only met them a couple of times. Hannah seemed nice enough but something about Marcus had immediately rubbed her the wrong way. Even so, she hadn't expected to hear screaming coming through the wall that evening.
"Fine," he said, sounding like he had come to a decision. "Fine. Yes. Come on in."
He stepped back, opening the door wide and gesturing for Amy to enter. It suddenly occurred to her that, in her rush to help, she hadn't actually told anyone where she was going, not even a text to her boyfriend. Too late now, she supposed. She swallowed her fear and stepped inside.
"Hannah's through in the living room. She's just watching TV."
Marcus pointed the way and closed the front door behind her. Amy heard the click of the lock. She stepped through from the little corridor into the living room and saw Hannah sitting there.
At first, she was relieved. From the ruckus she'd heard earlier, she had half-expected to find the poor thing sprawled on the floor. But then she noticed the dishevelled hair and the state of undress and the strange vacant expression on her face.
"Uh... Hannah? It's Amy from next door. Sorry, Marcus let me in and... uh... are you okay?"
The other woman kept staring blankly forward, giving no outward sign that she had noticed Amy was there at all.
"Is she...?" Amy trailed off, unsure what she was about to suggest.
"Like I said, she's watching TV."
As soon as Marcus mentioned it, Amy's gazed flicked involuntarily over to the screen on the wall, following Hannah's gaze. Sure enough, the TV was on. It was showing... something. Amy had never seen anything quite like it.
A swirling mass of colour flickered and pulsed in front of her eyes. Every time she tried to focus on one part, it shifted and changed. Her rational mind told her it was random and yet she couldn't stop herself from staring, focusing, trying to find a pattern.
"It's her favourite show," continued Marcus. "Even if she sometimes loudly pretends otherwise."
"Oh... I... what...?"
Amy didn't understand what he was talking about. She couldn't remember why she was here. But none of that mattered. The beautiful light was filling her mind, leaving no room for anything else.
"It was my own fault for letting her go so long without watching. She started to think for herself again. I won't make that mistake twice. Anyway..."
Dimly and distantly, Amy felt hands reaching into her pockets, pulling out her keys and her phone. Then there was a rough shove against her chest, forcing her down on to the couch next to Hannah. Neither woman reacted, even as the motion jostled some drool out of Hannah's mouth and down her chin.
Marcus checked his watch, carefully keeping his gaze away from the direction of the screen.
"Five more minutes on the eraser... Then an hour of programming... Call it two for Little Miss Busybody's first time..."
He nodded to himself and smiled. Even with this interruption, he was going to have plenty of fun tonight.
thinking about being hypnotized alongside another sub until we're both mindlessly horny, then being tied or locked together facing each other and left to play for hours and hours, neither of us able to break out of the trance while being worked up by the other. to what end? that's for our hypnotist to know and us to find out :3
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