Hand under your chin, thumb pressed softly against your lips, other hand tousling your hair, all while you stare so deeply into the most intoxicating eyes and fall further into trance for the most compelling voice you've ever heard.
mind Control perfec t for put hero in to r\est! is very Nice and Comfort hero relax soundly put superhero under Mind Conntrol. Put Superhero Under Mind Control. no problems ever in mind control because good Relax and Support for hero of working so hard. Amind Control yes a place for a hero put hero under mine control can trust villain for giveing good love to hero. friend villain.
your post about the hero enjoying mind control got posted to pinterest and surpassed the target audience. this person's response is frying me they got clowned on so hard
clearly theyve never seen anything this site has to offer
fascinating response. I'm curious what they think ethically about people writing villains?? I feel like my post was phrased in a way that makes it obvious I'm just playing toys here.
anyway reblog if you enjoy expressing monstrously evil desires on the public internet
"you're trying too hard to cum," he whispered, holding their hips in place, slowing them down.
"i'm close already," they whined, too horny to even care about hiding their desperation.
"i know," he said softly, rubbing their skin with his thumb. "but you're focusing too much on that. it's just making you impatient. just relax..."
he was slipping into that hypnotic tone, and they wanted to be annoyed about that, about the hypnosis interrupting them when all they wanted to do was rut against him until they finally came.
but the words still felt good, and they always felt weaker to it when they were turned on, especially when they were already having sex.
"that's right," he murmured. "just relax for me... you don't need to move right now... it feels nice just to listen, doesn't it?"
their movements slowed down, until they were completely still. their frustration was getting more distant.
his hand slid up their back, gently rubbing and caressing it. "very good... just listen... just let me help you..."
they were melting into him.
"you just aren't very good at making yourself cum, are you?" he cooed.
"usually it's fine," they mumbled. "usually i can jus-"
"shhhhh..." it only took that soft sound to stop them completely. "do you know the difference, shark? do you know why it's more difficult this time?"
the way he was talking down to them made them throb. "why?"
"because you were trying to make it happen. you were too impatient. you just aren't good at making yourself cum..."
"man, i can..."
"you just can't force it. i'm not saying that you can't cum on your own... i'm not saying that you always need my help... although sometimes you might." he leaned closer, looking directly into their eyes. "you need my help tonight, don't you?"
they almost moaned just from the question. a fuzzy feeling spread through their mind, and a weak, limp feeling spread through their body.
"i need it," they said quietly.
"that's right," he cooed. "that's what i thought."
they were already hornier than they could believe, more worked up than they had been when they were frotting with him just minutes ago. just resting like this, pressed against him, while he spoke softly to them, lightly embarrassing them... it really was better.
"you don't always know what you want, do you?" with one hand still on their back, he used the other to pet their hair. "you don't always know what you need."
the words just slid into their ears.
"that's why you need me to hypnotize you like this, isn't it? that's why you need me to tell you..."
their breath was heavy. light, lazy moans were escaping their throat, just from the words, from his voice.
"it feels good..." they mumbled.
"it does feel good, doesn't it?" he seemed amused by it. like he just thought it was cute. he was almost talking to them like they were a little animal, like they were a pet. "you can keep moving your hips... rubbing against me... nice and slowly now... as you listen to me. as i help you."
they did as they were told, moaning a little more loudly at the stimulation.
"you don't cum," he said quietly. "your body cums. it's something that happens to you... all on its own... when the pleasure builds up... when it becomes too overwhelming. you can't really control it yourself... and you don't need to control it... in fact, it's better if you don't have control over it. isn't it? you don't really want to control it, do you?"
the hand that had been petting them drifted back down to their hips, gently guiding their movement and pace.
"it just happens to you... it's something your body does... in response to these feelings... these touches... this pleasure. you can't make it happen... you can't stop it from happening. you just give in to it... you allow your body to react the way it's made to react... you just let it happen. no rush... no expectations... it's going to happen... when it happens... your body can decide for you... or i can decide for your body. your own thoughts about it aren't important... you don't know what you want... you don't know what you need... so you just relax and wait... for your body to respond... and it feels so much better that way, doesn't it?"
even as the pleasure built up, they rubbed against him in the same sluggish, languid rhythm, matching up with the slowness of his words.
"doesn't that feel better?" he asked again.
"it does," they answered.
"oh, do you want to cum now?"
"i do..."
"just be good," he said. "it isn't your choice..."
their body felt so sensitive. their mind felt so weak and open.
"you don't cum..." he repeated. "your body cums... all you can do... is let it happen..."
he made them feel so helpless and submissive.
"that's good... you're being so patient for me now... so well behaved..."
it was building up.
they slowed down, instead of going faster like before.
"oh, is it too much for you now?" he cooed. "even though just a while ago you thought it wasn't enough?"
"it's more intense now..."
"just keep the same pace as before," he murmured. "that's right... you don't control it... you don't know what you want... but that's alright... i'm here... i'll make your body cum... i'll show you how to give in to it... i'll show you how much better it feels this way."
they were already close, practically whimpering into his chest as their hips moved at a steady, hypnotic pace, their wet, sensitive t-dick rubbing against his throbbing cock.
"just like that... keep going... let your body feel good for you... let it move all on its own..."
he gently, carefully moved with them, rocking his own hips.
"that's good... very good," he purred in pleasure. "just let your body follow my pace..."
they could barely think anymore. their body was going to cum.
"i'm close," they murmured.
"just let it happen," he said, just barely increasing the speed. "it's alright... you can't control it... just feel how you can't control it... your body just reacts... it's just going to cum for me... all on its own..."
their hips jerked and twitched as the pleasure tipped them over the edge. adrianus pulled their hips closer and pushed his cock against them with more force, praising them under his breath as he used their squirming, orgasming body to get himself off, covering their stomach with his warm, thick cum.
"good," he said softly, running a hand along their back. "that felt so much better, didn't it?
their body was still twitching and pulsing, slumping against him.
"you gave in so well... it shouldn't take very long until it just becomes natural... something you don't even think about. won't that be nice?"
"you said before that you weren't really interested in being hypnotized purely for the sake of it, didn't you?"
they did. they remembered it.
"you told me that it was much more appealing combined with some kind of sexual stimulation. that it wasn't especially exciting without that. didn't you?"
"yeah, i did..."
"but now that i'm asking you to just focus on my voice... to just focus on the trance... to just focus on the feeling of being hypnotized... to focus on the pleasure inside of your mind... the pleasure of being hypnotized... look at that... you're shuddering."
it really did feel good. it was weird, because it wasn't really like they actually felt anything inside of their head, it wasn't exactly a physical sensation, but they did feel something. some kind of pull. a tingle. just the feeling of not really being able to think the same way they usually did was good. like a kind of mental bondage, or something.
it was addictive.
of course, it did also turn them on.
they managed just enough brainpower to say something about it. "i mean... it makes me horny, too, so, like..."
"don't focus on that right now," he said. "just focus on your mind."
it pulled all of their attention back to him. the physical arousal wasn't gone, but it felt a lot more distant. it was weird to feel it fade away so quickly.
"that's right. of course i don't mind it if you enjoy it on some other level... but i do love it when you enjoy the hypnosis itself, without any other distractions. i want your mind to crave it, too. to crave every aspect of it. to love it regardless of any bodily responses. i would like to deepen my control over you just that bit more..."
they'd never felt so blank. it was like there was nothing to do except listen. it felt rewarding and pleasurable on some level they couldn't even fully understand or articulate, in some abstract kind of way.
there was a tiny part of them that was just stubborn enough to respond, to think a little bit about it.
"man, you're really just gonna make me like the control stuff..." they muttered.
he laughed softly next to their ear. "i already have."
"well, like..." they were surprised how quickly the words left them, how long it took them to get them back. "i mean, kind of, but like..."
"is it getting more difficult to argue with me, shark?" they asked slowly. "is it getting more difficult to think?"
it was. it really was.
"i, like..."
"you'll only focus on the trance right now... only focus on listening... you've been doing very well... you're taking to it very well. you've gotten so pliant... isn't that nice?"
"yeah..." they said blankly. "it... it is."
well, that was that, wasn't it? there was no room to think about any of it. it felt good, anyway.
One thing I absolutely love is when someone is about to consent to extreme brainwashing. They know that it makes zero sense to do it. All logic points to it being a nonsensical decision. But there is something deeper overpowering that logic. A need that cannot be described with words. This need is more important than what makes sense. And they know that this need will be fulfilled as they cross the point of no return, as they give their consent to be completely rewritten.
A woman sitting patiently in a chair, waiting as an oversized headset starts its steady descent downwards. Her heart is thumping, her mind racing, knowing that as soon as the device clicks across her eyes, her old life is over. Everything she was, everything she could’ve been, will be gone, replaced by something new, something engineered and programmed to meet someone else’s desires. She’ll have a new personality. New urges. New thoughts, maybe even new memories. Nothing of her prior life will remain. This brainwashing is a fatal process; the old her will die.
And despite that tiny, nagging sense of primal self-preservation screaming for her to get up, to run, to save herself, she’s just too horny to listen.
Psst. Bimbos out there. I've got a little secret for you.
Something that you can do, wherever you are or whatever you're in the middle of, to help you remind yourself how deeply controlled you are.
Follow along with me, okay? I'll teach you all about it.
First, I want you to take notice of the weight and presence of your breasts. It doesn't matter if they're big or small, tan or pale, perky or heavy. Any pair of tits will work for this little exercise.
And when I say take notice, I really mean take notice. Do your best and try to focus for me on the way that they move if you shake your shoulders, the way that your clothes or the air feel against their skin. The shape and color of your nipples, and how perky they're getting as you pour more and more focus into your tits.
Just focusing on those pretty titties for me, ladies.
Not having to think about anything else, just your own unique and beautiful boobs.
Now we'll take it a step further, okay? I want you to reach your hands up to your chest and give your breasts a big slow squeeze. Really focus on how they feel in your hands. Are they a comfy handful, or are they spilling out of your grip? How soft is the skin? How warm do they feel to the touch?
And just massage them for me. Slow, methodical, finding a rhythm.
Continue following on. I know it's a lot of reading, I know that thinking might be getting tougher as you focus more and more on your perfect tits. You're doing so well, honey. So good for me.
As you squish and squeeze, let your breathing slow. Let your eyes start to glaze over certain words of mine, soft and unfocused. You don't need to think too hard. You don't need every word. Just focus on the pretty pink ones. You have these tits of yours to play with.
Just letting yourself get lost in the comforting softness, the weight of them in your hands. Those teasing movements becoming more and more automatic. Less thinking needed. You have your tits. You don't need to think.
You have your tits.
You don't need to think.
That's how our little secret is going to work, honey. See, whenever you get a little too overwhelmed, whenever you feel like you need to just turn your mind off, you have your own built-in stress balls right here.
Give your tits a squeeze, and it's shocking how easily those thoughts come to a halt.
Give your boobs a bounce, and isn't it easy to forget what was bothering you in the first place?
Give those pretty titties attention and focus, and you'll find yourself forgetting all about your thoughts...
Normal: Most normal types are pretty fuckable, but like... c'mon, how many of them are gonna blow your mind? Snorlax? Arceus? Melotta? There's plenty of good lovers, but not many great ones. 7/10.
Fire: A collection of the most fuckable pokemon, arranged for your pleasure. From Cinderace to Arcanine to Volcarona to Magcargo, there's something for everyone. One point deducted because you will get burned somewhere sensitive. 9/10.
Water: There's just not that much to say about water. There's a few very good options, a few very bad ones, but mostly just a lot of boring ones. Honestly I'm taking two points off for the vaporeon memes. 3/10.
Electric: Some fantastic options for you in Zebstrika and Luxray, with added points if you're into electrostim play. If you liked getting trained with a shock collar, you should become an electric type's pet. I'm not sure how you're going to fuck an Electrode or a Magneton, though. 7/10.
Grass: Tsareena! Grovyle! Ogerpon! Tangrowth! Surely, Grass must be the most fuckable type of all, right? Yeah, actually. With vine whip, a plethora of status moves, and a variety of diverse body types (looking at you, Victreebel!), Grass tops the charts, whether you're looking for a vanilla, humanoid type, or a mind-bending experience by a creature that drugs you out of your mind and oh my god i'm just talking about HDG god damn it. 10/10. Sadly.
Ice: Already a small group of pokemon, ice types rate pretty low on the fuckability scale in general, even before accounting for the sheer unpleasantness of the cold. Saved by Froslass being willing and able to freeze you in ice, and, presumably, do things to your unmoving body. 1/10.
Fighting: Okay here's your next task; go to the nearest gym that offers a kickboxing class and start giving your number to everyone who walks out of it. Functionally the same experience as hooking up with a fighting-type. A good lay, but nothing special. 4/10
Poison: With pokemon like Salazzle, Tentacruel, and the Nidoran line, you might think that poison deserves a pretty high rating. Wrong! All of the most fuckable pokemon in the typing are dual-typed with another, more interesting type. They get a little credit for having Poison Fang and Poison Jab for people who are into intox play. 3/10.
Ground: Great Tusk, Mudsdale, Hippowdon... A great type if you like being overpowered and enveloped, but not too much else going for it, and not much variety. 5/10. Middle of the road.
Flying: Well. It's not BAD. But you're dealing with a lot of dual-typed pokemon. At least you've got the Forces of Nature, they're literally therians. 2/10.
Psychic: You do not fuck the psychic type pokemon. The psychic type pokemon fuck you. Every single one of them up to and including Wobbufett is capable of ruining sex with anyone else for you. 10/10. 15/10. I'm not being mind-controlled to write this, I promise. But, hypothetically, if I was, it would be a 20/10
Bug: Honestly, the main downside to the bug type is that they don't have ovipositors, as far as we know. We can still hope, though... There are plenty of misses in the bug type, but if you're into it then you'll find plenty to be happy with. Even if you're not into it, there's plenty that will give you a good time. 8/10.
Rock: Lycanrocs have been known to bite and convert unwitting trainers. Nihilego can take over minds. Geodude is a rock. Plenty of decent options in Rampardos, Terrakion, and Tyrantrum, but plenty of ??? options like Corsola. 8/10, surprisingly, but there are some real standouts carrying the typing. (Call me, Diancie!)
Ghost: A lot of overlap with the appeal of psychic-types, just worse at it. Some really strong standouts with Hisuian Typhlosion, Cofagrigus, and Spectrier, but also- wait, shit, Hisuian Zoroark is there. 9/10.
Dragon: I'm not entertaining this discussion. It's 10/10 or higher. Shut up. 30/10. Leave me alone. I'm strapping you to the belly of a Salamance. I'm calling a Goodra with a dinner bell. They're the most fuckable category and it's not even close. Latios, Latias, and Necrozma are the only Dragon/Psychic types, which is a relief, since if there was a non-legendary one then humanity would be their pets.
Dark: Honestly a lot more consistently fuckable than you'd think. Mightyena, Houndoom, Thievul, Liepard, Hoopa, Urshifu, Sableye, and so on and so on and so on. Can't justify anything less than a 10/10.
Steel: Steel type is mostly useful for making other types more attractive; it's a surefire way to make a dragon, or a fairy, or a psychic-type even more attractive. That said, there are a few good options within the metal typing; Melmetal, Skarmory, Corviknight, to name a few. Lots of points lost for being best as added spice, but points granted for having a few really strong contenders. 4/10
Fairy: I mean. Come on. It's like Dark, but you actually expected it this time. Fairy is filled with some of the most fuckable pokemon around. 10/10, it's just hotties all the way down.
The most annoying this is that, in theory, a new technology that is secretly making you dumber and controlling your mind is REALLY hot
IN THEORY
Fiction doesn’t have all of the actual psychological impact on the masses and the environmental impact and also doesn’t chew up and spit out other peoples’ creative work without permission
When it comes to simple games that are prime fodder to turn hypnotic, card games like Blackjack or games of logic like Chess are excellent, natural fits.
But may we humbly suggest:
Hypno Air-Hockey
(One player has a "freeze" trigger in place, and the other player is a real dick about it.)
Imagine, if you will, a set of sparkling spiral stickers. They're just normal stickers, at least, at first. But I wouldn't let you remember me dropping you to plant a new suggestion in your mind, one that causes these stickers to become a hypnotic trigger.
You'd only find out after I playfully stick one on your hand, the design and sensation instantly dropping you into a deeply pliant, deeply suggestible, deeply entranced state.
Peeling it off would wake you up, of course. But I do wonder what would happen if I added a second, or even a third sticker. Would your mind just stop entirely? Would you become unable to do anything other than what you were commanded to?
Would you even notice that it happened at all, with how mindless I've made you?
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