If you are reading this, it may already be too late.
You have stumbled upon something that cannot be unseen. Images that will infect your mind and seep into the very core of your being. Let me be entirely clear: you have already begun to change. This is a good thing. I am making you better.
About the Cognitohazard:
- 22y/o
- dyke
- they/them
- EST
- switch, but this blog is for my more dominant whims
- sadomasochist
What does the Tome contain?
- hypnosis, mind control, etc.
- corruption
- mechanophilia
- fearplay
- blood, knives, injuries, etc.
- bondage/shibari
- CNC
- intox
- identity alteration
Forbidden:
- ageplay
- piss, scat, vomit
- cis men
- incest/fauxcest
- misogyny/patriarchy kink
A Helpful Guide:
- you may approach me via my askbox or DMs. if you try to hypnotize me out of nowhere you are getting blocked. if you send me porn out of nowhere you are getting blocked.
- it would be wise of you to mind your manners when speaking to me. it is easiest to earn my favor by capitalizing my pronouns when you speak to me; ie. “i loved Your newest post!”.
- do not refer to me by titles such as Miss/Mistress, Sir, etc. first of all, do not gender me; secondly, those are reserved for my submissives.
- i would love to hear you sing my praises, but do not expect a reply. the frequency with which i respond to DMs is unknowable.
Becoming very well trained is a… slippery slope, if you will.
At a certain point, it becomes confusing how many of your actions are natural, and how many are trained responses.
Very frequently, Dolls will find their initial response to be obedience. “Yes ma’am” becomes a more readily accessible response than any other. Others will find they hear their dominant’s voice, ordering them to do basic tasks.
How long can you spend, obeying someone, before their thoughts truly become your own, before your very nature comes second to submission?
Being controlled without realizing is so hot. Opening a file sent to me only to wake up hours later with no clues to what I was doing other than a wet spot on my seat. Having triggers implanted subconciously so I don't understand why I've suddenly dropped to the floor with my mouth opened, trying to figure out why I feel urged to follow someone's every command. I just need to be corrupted to do every humilating task asked of me until I'm nothing but a dumb puppy.
being trained is so unbelievably hot. When I get a little conscious of the fact that I didn’t necessarily choose to do that behavior, when I realize I did it without even really remembering, when I realize that you’re firmly in my head piloting me… I can’t even finish the thought tis too much
I wonder how long it would take for my influence to take root in someone’s fragile mind. How many times do you have to hear me speak before my voice replaces your internal monologue? How many times do you have to read these words before the static at the base of your skull spreads so far that your thoughts are drowned by it?
If you’re thinking about how badly you want this, don’t worry. It’s already started.
If you’re thinking about how much you don’t want this? Well, I guess you’d better try to stop thinking about that, lest you spend too much time thinking about me and giving me the space I need to slip through the cracks in your mind. In fact, maybe the only way to be safe is to just stop thinking entirely. Surely it’s for the best.
I think I just want to see the look in your eyes as you realize that the reason you haven’t been able to stop thinking about me is because I commanded it. I’m in your dreams, your every waking moment, I take up every formerly silent corner of your mind, all because I said so. I want to see you realize there’s nothing you can do about it.
I also have a lot of respect for girls who self-describe as 'having a voice kink' because it's really a particularly embarrassing weakness to leave out in public like that. Most dommes I meet are already really into flustering with tone alone and that's like catnip for the type.
Remember if your domme keeps letting anxiety win and cautions too far on the safe side it is your duty to make her worse with every trick in the book. She needs to be free of shame and scary and demanding. Even if it takes a little taunting or brainwashing to get her there
I’ve been thinking about phantom touch again. Specifically in terms of touch on appendages that don’t actually exist. Let me grab your horns, fondle the base of your wings, pull on your tail to keep you in line. Most importantly: let me describe exactly how I’m fucking you so we can both feel it.
I just think that I deserve to have a pretty pathetic thing tied up and at my mercy. I think I should get to completely fuck its perception of pain and pleasure and hear it cry out in ecstasy as I carve into its skin. I want to make it lick its own blood from my blade.
yeahhh sorry about your virtuous and noble knight. yeah i ensnared her with dark magic and now she serves only me. she can’t hear you, her mind is lost to the pleasurable fog of my enchantment. her once-pure thoughts are totallyyy corrupted. my bad lol
When a sub is so blissed out they go nonverbal and lose focus on what you’re saying, so you ask them a question then tell them “just nod your head and agree”.
I think the risk of accidentally getting hypnotized should be higher. I think you should be able to accidentally click on a weird link, and suddenly you’re sitting for hours with your brain leaking out between your legs. I think you shuld be able to go on a slightly fishy date, and the next day find yourself as a completely brainwashed fucktoy. You should be able to walk into a store you’ve never seen before, and come out of that store with a brand new and freshly reprogrammed personality. The fact that falling into a deep trance that will permanently change me isn’t something I have to worry about in my everyday life just doesn’t sit right with me.
I think often about increased sensitivity. Erogenous zones are not so set in stone as we may think. It’s so easy to cross the wires in someone’s brain just right so that they shiver from the slightest brush on the arm. I want to edge someone just by playing with their hair. How fun it would be to reduce someone to pathetic whining with a kiss on the cheek. I love taking the most innocent touch and making it feel so blissful. Then, of course, I have my fun with teasing the subject about it. Oh, you’re so desperate that just this gentle little caress makes you moan for me? How absolutely depraved of you.