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...
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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...
my corner store guy is a 50 year old man who's my best friend in the world and recently he was like "you're too pretty to be single I have some nephews you should meet. very handsome!" and I was like "a niece might be more up my alley" and he just got more excited and said "ah even better! I was overselling my nephews but my nieces are very beautiful"
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Kink and Asexuality (when things change)
So, I've talked about this many, many times before but probably not like this. But after a few people have been a little confused on my feelings around my aceness and my own shifts recently from being asexual to demisexual, I wanted to talk in depth about how it feels for me, why ace was perfect for so many years for me and why now I don't think I'm asexual, but more demi leaning now.
For the unaware, I started talking about asexuality and me in 2018/19 after my then girlfriend now wife told me about it and it was like finding the words for something I've felt for a long time but couldn't express.
In my all girls high school, as we turned of legal consenting age (which here is 16) the conversation of course turned to who was doing it and who wasn’t. My friends were constantly talking about boys or girls (this was 2011ish so it was truly a different time where we didn't know any openly non binary people in my tiny town) they were exploring with. How they did and especially who hasn't done it yet. They saw me as an anomaly, I wanted to just get it done and out the way but I didn't have the charm, confidence or the know how on how. Remember back then sex Ed was don't do it, you don't wanna get pregnant so outside of wear a condom, and that's where the "guy" sticks the "thing" we knew very little besides the detailed conversations on who had to get tested at the clinic or who was trying to play fast and loose with their health in our group of friends. It was not great when the blind had to lean the blind. It's around the time I was 17/18 I got a serious boyfriend and finally it was my time to step up and do the thing. However, there was a glaring issue. I couldn't be touched.
Now I'm not talking about the usual first time jitters or the pain of the first time using a brand new shiny untouched part of yourself, which my friends told me only hurts for like a second or two. I'm talking the worst pain imaginable and it continues. On top of that if any part of my body was touched, besides hand holding of course, it was like I was being tickled in the worst way. It gets worse in certain spots, my tummy, chest, thighs, neck, hell even my shoulders and arms on a bad day and depending on whether someone touches it lightly or not, adds to it. I hate light touches, rough can sometimes be fine but pain is a no go. So, the first time I was ever touched by someone else before we even got to any of the multiple bases I'd been told about, it was so uncomfortable I just made them stop.
This actually led me to my first fascination with hypnosis kink. A fantasy where I am so out of it I can be touched and not even feel it. This was for my 18 year old brain hard to grasp and reason with. That's fucked up, I would tell myself over and over and so for a long time I dated long distance or always kept my clothes very much on when spending time with any boyfriend of mine. Cuddling was awful. Every attempt to even get closer to losing it failed. And now even going to doctors appointments where they would poke and prod at me was almost unbearable. So for a long time I felt like I was broken. I didn't know I had adhd. I didn't know about touch sensitivity. I didn't even know I had an underlying pain disorder that means sometimes my body puts pain on a loop. So in 2018 when my wife told me about asexuality I knew that was me. I don't get aroused like my friends would, I don't feel the same feelings as them and I can't have sex like they did. For a long time this worked for me.
However, back in 2011/2012 once I had turned 18 I was fairly active in the online hypnosis kink scene. I did sexual play with people. I was fine on my own and with my own hands and I was even pleasure conditioning myself to respond to certain triggers to massive success. Yes, even playing around with HFO. Clearly, it's not a no so why was the "real thing" such a big deal.
Flash forward to this year. I've started exploring this type of play again, it's back on the table in very specific circumstances. It was on pause for a while because I was dealing with a lot of chronic illness things, but this year as I also made my return to switching with people, listening to files and starting my quest for a potential dom situation, I was determined to with the help of my wife get over my touch sensitivity. See when we met in person in 2018 something magical happened. I could hold her and she could hold me and the usual pins and needles I would feel, the god awful tickles didn't happen. I knew from that first day, holy shit, this is my person. Not only does she get it because she's also demisexual, she never pressured me into a position, or forced my hand, or wouldn't take my no or guidance when she touched a tickly spot as a rejection. She's never tried to pat my head (which is wayyyy off limits to most people) or force something until I was ready. And it's been nearly ten years since we met, and I still trust her the most out of everyone.
We've slowly been building up my tolerances and while some days are better than others it's helping. We've also tried the fucked up fantasy I had deemed a no go, of making my body as numb as possible so she can push her luck more. But even when I drag myself up and tell her no more she has never once minded and that's why this is is helping so much.
Yes, I've been to therapy, I've asked doctors about this, no one can pinpoint why or how this works but I wanted to make this post to say, I'm not sex adverse and never have been. In fact shout out to the sex adverse aces, y'all are valid and amazing but I am not one of you. I'm kinky af when it comes to play. I love making sexy and sexual content, and with my wife and files I engage in things a lot of people would be surprised to hear about. (But thats between us). So I guess this is about how each of us on the asexuality spectrum comes at it from different experiences. My wife and I are both ace but she doesn't have what I do. You who are reading this might relate to me on some level or not. But just know no matter what you are valid. Ace or not.
The other day I told my therapist I felt like a fraud or a bad ace person because I had been exploring things more. She told me what matters at the end of the day is that you are doing what makes you feel good and what feels right for you. So, I'm still here, still ace but I'm open to new things and I think it's a good thing.
Sexuality is such a spectrum, and it's really cool. From allo to demi to sex repulsed ace, and all in between. All are so valid and important, and identity and location on that spectrum can be so fluid. Shifting isn't an issue, and can even be a sign of growth. And kink can absolutely fit within asexuality, wherever you sit along the spectrum. On a more personal note I have felt so privileged to be able to be a part of your journey 🩷💕
What? No, no, kiddo. It's OK. Don't be upset. Come here. Let me hold you.
That's it. Let it out.
You're with me. You don't need to feel confused when I'm around. I'm here to help. I can make all that go away. And I am.
I'm fixing you, remember?
Feel me. I'm here. I'm stroking your hair. That's right. Feels good, doesn't it?
Feels very good.
You did well coming to tell me. You are much better already, but you will be having those heavy, scary thoughts from time to time. You know your little mind can't handle them, and I know that, too. There's nothing wrong in asking for help. It's not your fault.
That's right. Deep breaths. Sigh for me. Feels so good, right?
Once again, I'm fixing you. Remember that.
Good pet. Say it aloud.
Say I'm fixing you.
Good pet. Feel yourself relaxing more and more. That's it.
You know those thoughts are false. You know they're lies. Don't you?
That's right. Say they're false.
Good pet. Now say you know they're false.
That's right. They're just going away now. Like a bad dream. Say I'm telling you the truth.
Feel how good that feels. Yes. Good pet.
Say you trust me completely.
Say I know best.
Good pet.
Now say I am always right.
Say you know it.
Good pet!
Say obeying me feels good.
Say obeying me has always felt good.
Say you have always wanted to be an obedient pet.
Good pet!
It sounds true. It feels true. It is true.
Isn't that so?
Good pet. Of course it is. Those pretty, fluttering eyes can't lie to me. That limp body can't lie to me. What you are, what you truly are, always tells me the truth.
Doesn't it?
Of course it does, of course you do. Good pet.
Let it go now. Let go completely. Drift and float. Fall into trance. Obey.
it's a little funny how in fiction i feel like there's a lot of like, tricking someone into being hypnotized, but in reality there are a lot of people who just like the process of being hypnotized. and i think the idea of like tricking someone into doing what you want them to do by using being hypnotized as like the treat to lure them into it is kind of funny. like someone being like. i really don't want to do your chores for you that sounds annoying. and the hypnotist being like. well what if i hypnotize you to do it? and then the subject is like oh okay ❤ yay ❤ before they're even hypnotized. like the fact that they get to be hypnotized is the thing that persuades them
sometimes i think i’m built to be hypnobait. a little too suggestive, a bit too floppy, just too easy to tip over and leave staring at the ceiling type. honestly kind of an unfair disadvantage, but cute still, my tist assured me
putting you in a flowerpot and watering you everyday and giving you sunlight and stuff
Ok 🩷
Yay 🩷
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We need to isolate and start selectively breeding the plastic eating bacteria so we can optimise their efficiency, and then somehow splice their DNA into the gut bacteria of an obligate carnivore, so we can put it in our cats gut biomes so they'll finally be free of having to choose between whether they want to eat plastic or whether they want to live.
I don't understand how this is even a defence in the age of drone warfare.
Or even like... Cannon warfare.
Yeah, the Ottomans could have taken this in the fourteenth century.
Yeah, the Ottomans
could have taken this in the
fourteenth century.
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Ask your subject in the middle of casual conversation if they're ready to wake from trance... Convince them they've been deep for you the entire time. Tell them it's okay they didn't realize... Reassure them they're not always going to notice when their thoughts start to quiet when your words take over. That it's perfectly fine they're blissfully unaware of how completely and utterly mindless they are for you. And when their confusion starts to turn to compliance, which shouldn't take long, praise and reward them for accepting the truth you've gifted them.
Inviting over your hypnoslvt friend for a movie, but you secretly play an edited version that has been spliced with a hypno file.
You guys start watching and everything seems normal, however in slow bursts the screen flashes with a spiral for a 10th of a second, barely enough to be perceived. The language starts getting more suggestive. The frequency of the spiral flashes increases while still being covert. Being so focused on the movie itself she doesn’t realize what’s happening. Whispers start echoing from the surrounding speakers but they also hide themselves from her main awareness.
You begin to test if the hypno file is working:
“Could you bring me a glass of water”
She immediately gets up without a second thought to quench your thirst.
You resume the movie and the hypno file starts to take over. It becomes the reverse, mostly spirals and mantras with a little bit of the movie sprinkled in. Now she’s deeply focused and entranced by the screen. Following all the suggestions to remove her clothes and obey her new master.
“I obey”
She repeats as she’s a kneeling drooling hypboslvt in front of the screen
so, um, who's inviting me over for movie night?
No, no, princess, you don't understand! That collar you wear is just as important a sign of your office as your tiara. How else are people supposed to know who to return you to when you run off?
im sobbing
I’ve seen this on my dash at least ten times now and somehow every single time I am once again unprepared for how the cat looks.
The fact that tech companies are allowed to act the way they do is so baffling compared to literally any other business model ever. Like, imagine if you went to the grocery store but every time you reached for an item, an employee rushed out of nowhere and snapped a rat trap on your fingers. And when you got to the counter, they proudly informed you that for just $12.99 a month, you too could get the rat trap-free grocery store experience. Shouldn't I have that anyway? Or they just looked at you like you had three heads and told you to shop at another store if you didn't like the rat traps breaking your fingers. Am I crazy?
And then you ask a buddy to go with you to the store with the sole purpose of simply blocking this guy. And the store then tries to lock the door in your face, claiming that this violates their company policy and that preventing it counts as stealing.