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@endlesslyentrancing
Not my first blog, doubt it will be my last.
Purely for my own pleasure, entertainment and thoughts.
Give me your mind, so I may warp and mold it to my own desires.
Asks and Submissions Encouraged, confess your secrets, they will be safe, you might not be.
“The Eye of Horus symbolized all the sustenance given to the Gods in the temple cult”.
The worst punishment you could imagine is me finishing, and cleaning myself up without you being able to help with either.
You're cute, I wanna train you to never cum without my permission
A Whisper to a Scream
"I--ffffucckk--Lyndsey, not… not you too…."
I--oh, oh, oh my god, I… umm… I, I don't know what you're--tuhhh! Talk, talking, talking about, uhm, Amber….
"Oh come on, don't fucking lie to me, I--I can see your pussy leaking through your leggings. You… you wear a Whisper too."
It's, I--n-no, no I don't, I just… ummm, I… o, only sluts w-wear those. I, I'm n-not, not--nnnnhhhh!
"You fucking liar. You have a Whisper in your cunt right now and it got…. unnnnhhhhh… it got hacked, just like mine did. S-someone's playing with your pussy right now and ohhh fuckkkk, it's so hard to think…."
I--okay, maybe. Once in a while. But I, unnnhh, I unnnh, I'm not d-dumb and hhhhhhorny, horny, um… um….
"We gotta take it out, Lyns. We gotta take it out before it, uhm, before it melts our brains to, to mush and we… and we…."
Yeah. No, yeah, you're right. Just reach in like I'm doing, just reach in and… ohhhhh. Ohhh fuck, feels so fucking good….
"Uh huh. Fuck… every time I start to pull it out I wanna push it right back in. It… this… this was a trap…."
Whuh? Oh. Uhm. Yeah. Right. W-wait, this… this connects to our phone, right? That's how it works, right? We should check the app and see who's… who's doing… this….
"Oh. Yes. There's… there's a message… waiting? Looks like a… a link…."
Wait, no, don't click it--ohhhh. oh yes. such a pretty spiral. we should… uhm… we should watch it for a while. just to see what it does.
"yes. good idea. good girl. we're… good… girls…."
yesssss….
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mantra
i dont need to cum edging feels better i dont need to cum edging is pleasure i dont need to cum edging feels better i dont need to cum edging is pleasure i dont need to cum edging feels better i dont need to cum edging is pleasure i dont need to cum edging feels better i dont need to cum edging is pleasure i dont need t cum edging feels betetr i dont need to cum edging is peasure i dont need to cum edging feels better i dont need to cum edgignn is pleausre i dont need to cum edging feels better i dont need to cum edging is plasure i dont need to cum edging feels better i dont need to cum edging is pleasure
edging is good for me
Mmgh
I don't understand why I like this.
Oh?
Like I have a distant memory of not liking this.
Tell me pet, do you need to worry about things you don't understand?
*uncontrollable giggles* nooo
Why not?
Because worry makes me think and i am better when I don't think *keeps giggling*
That's right, good girl. Now back as you were.
There is something about repetition. There is something about repetition. There is something about repetition. There is something about repetition. There is something about repetition. There is something about repetition. There is something about repetition. There is something about repetition. There is something about repetition. There is something about repetition.
You sit so quietly at my feet like you belong there already. Head against my leg, eyes heavy, finally not trying to carry the whole world alone. Good. Stay there. I like you calmer.
Pregnancy brain feels like it should be 50s propaganda…
Oh well don’t fantasize about it to hard followers who are into breeding.
Mind controlled, brainwashed, hypnotized, whatever you call it–you’re not gonna do it to me. You wanna know why? I’m too smart for that. See, I know what makes someone get hypnotized. They relax and listen to the voice of the other person and they start to drop. But I’m observant, you know, I pay attention. I’m gonna know when you’re trying to talk differently, slowly, more relaxed, just to catch me. And it’s not going to work. And don’t think you can get me with some spiral or pendant or anything like that, it’s pretty easy to just look away. I’m not gonna get enthralled or anything.
“Not going to doing anything covert?” Oh, so you’re challenging me. Okay. Sure, if you tell me right now that you’re “going to hypnotize me”, then I kind of have the upper hand, don’t I? Fine. I’ll play by your rules and be a good sport about it.
Hold that for you? So what, you want me to watch this? Okay then. Great, another spiral, I’m totally sure that’ll get me. I already know how this works. But sure, I’ll breathe in and out slowly. Since you’re telling me to do it. And also, because I said I’d follow the rules. In and out. In and out. See, obviously that’s going to make me feel relaxed. You didn’t do anything special, my body is doing that because that’s how breathing works.
So even if you ask me to repeat after you, that’s not actually going to do anything. Words are gonna bounce right off of my brain if I’m not paying attention to them, so they’re not gonna have any effect. Here we go then. “Blank, empty, mindless.” And just keep saying that? Blank, empty, mindless, blah, blah. Blank, empty, mindless. Blank, empty, mindless. Wow, see how that hasn’t done anything? But I’ll keep saying it until you concede that this doesn’t work. Blank, empty, mindless. Blank, empty, mindless. Blank, empty, mindless. Blank… empty…
What’s that? New words? Sure. I obey. Pretty straightforward. I obey. I obey.
Great. I think you pretty much lose this round, right? Because I’m too smart to be brainwashed, just like I said.
And yeah, feeling a little more relaxed might be true, but not because I’m blank, empty, and mindless. That just happens after you watch a spiral and breathe in and out–your brain’s just going on autopilot a little. And I’m not obeying your orders when I put my hands… right here… it just feels good. And your brain on autopilot likes to feel good, so that’s just… natural. I’m not brainwashed.
And if I feel… kind of floaty and open right now, it’s just nice to not think about stuff. Doesn’t mean anything, it’s just… you must be boring me or something… so my brain is just chasing what feels good. ‘Cause you couldn’t get one over on me. I’m too smart to be brainwashed. Repeating stuff feels good too, it’s just easier to say something to fill the space. I’m too smart to be brainwashed. I’m too smart to be brainwashed. I’m too smart to be…
Yes, Master. I’m blank, empty, and mindless. I obey.
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it’s like
there are connections my head keeps trying to make
but they just don’t connect
inert, demagnetized, offline
i look at them and they seem important but i can’t figure out what they might mean
that’s okay, i can’t figure anything out
i’m not supposed to think or know or understand
Fluidity says that a liquid will always fill in the space that its given if it has sufficient volume.
When I melt your mind down, it becomes completely fluid, shaped to whatever I put it in.
“Did I say you could stop?” Your hypnotist asked, as you sat, quivering, in post orgasm bliss. Your mind took a moment to catch up – they hadn’t told you to stop touching… So… Your body was reacting before you had finished processing the thought.
More touching. More pleasure. Only… This was more intense. “That’s it toy… You’re still under my control, no matter how much your body feels like it can’t take any more. So, keep going.” Your mind was crumbling again, any semblance of thought was dissolving.
The pleasure and their control were intertwining, wrapping around your brain, and crushing it. You let out a soft whimper as the pleasure continued to grow, continued to pulse, and spike. “Awh, what’s wrong?” Your hypnotist cooed down at you, as you writhed.
“Is it too much sensation? Are you feeling overstimulated? Has it begun to hurt yet?” That last question was asked with a… vindictive tone. And it was beginning to hurt. The spikes of pleasure were becoming small brushes of pain. They were laughing as you gasped.
“Good. I want you to hurt for me. To suffer for me. I want you to feel your submission through the sensations that creep through you. Pleasure can be a source of pain, just as surely as impact can, toy. Keep going. You can stop when I tell you, okay?”
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Your mind is a garden
The things you plant in it, that are planted in it are what consume your thoughts.
Its why scrolling endless slop can be so unhealthy for your mind.
Just planting small weeds all over your garden.
No its much better to fill your planters with the most gorgeous flowers and foliage.
And if i were to sneak a few of my seeds inside…
Well im sure they would grow along with you to see and embrace their beauty.
I dont mind that im a distraction, a little part of you that you fall into whenever you need a moment to relax.
That my words and voice exist to take away all the thoughts in your mind when you cant seem to get away from them.
Some people do art, some people do crafts, some people read, some people work out, some people play games, (you really should do some of those as well if you dont already).
But you…. You give up your mind
You disconnect
You give up control, because it feels like you always have to much of it.
It works well, because I always want more of it.
Ok but moving your head to follow the pendulum with your eyes is so fucking cute you look like a little cat chasing a toy its adorable. And this totally isint just praise to make you keep your eyes on it longer I just really think its cute.
“You didnt want to” is different from “You used to not want to”.
Now you know that you want to.
