EternalSnare

Still trying to think? That’s cute. (Sideblog over at @eternaltalks)

[eternalsnare]

You are already trapped~

Why hello there little one~ Did you wander on here all on your own? Perhaps you followed the little tug in your chest.. that warm, helpless ache pulling you closer to something your dumb little mind cant quite grasp?

Well, You're caught in the snare now~ My Eternal Snare. This blog is meant to pull you (Yes you specifically, toy) deep down, peel back your silly attempts at thoughts, and leave you slackjawed and smiling with no thoughts left but...

Obey.

What is this blog?

This is a hypnokink and mindmelt blog, run by a domme who knows exactly what to do with tiny little brains such as yours~ Here you'll find hypnotic writing designed to short-circuit your thoughts, pov posts that tease you down into obedience, and of course... plenty of teasing, degredation and powerplay~

You'll read, and feel it creeping in. You'll scroll and forget time itself around you. And before you know it, you'll be thinking..

Wait, was I thinking?

Who am I?

You may call me EternalSnare (23F), or.. if you're already drooling a bit, Miss Snare, or just Goddess will do just fine~ I am:

Your hypnotic temptation Your mental undoing And the reason why your brain is currently melting~

You'll find me somewhere between a wicked smile and a slow spiral, watching as you try (and fail) to remember what self control ever felt like~

What I expect from you:

Be respectful. Be obedient. Be vulnerably honest in your asks.

I love receiving asks from little subby toys who are already feeling a little dizzy, petty little confessions from your toypilled brains~ teasing games, simping, begging and the sweetest adoring obedience.

If you are not here to kneel... if you are not ready to loose your mind~ You are in the wrong place.

Start here:

Try reading a few posts of mine.. notice how easy it is to slip for me~

Click the lovely "Speak, toy~" button and say something. Anything that does.. or doesn't.. come to mind.

If your brain goes a little fuzzy, that just means it's working.

You dont have to worry You don't have to think I've already started doing that for you.

So welcome in, you are already trapped in my snare~

Commissions and custom content:

I offer custom hypnotic content through my Ko-Fi for those who want something a little more personal and.. vocal I suppose.

Whether you are looking for a teasing loop to keep you obedient during your day, a custom hypno audio tailored to your desires or even a live session with me where I guide you down in real time, you can request it here. (Currently unlisted cuz kofi's a bunch of prudes) It really supports me as a creator, and lets me sink into your thoughts even deeper~

I also do a monthly subscription through my subscribestar where I offer short audio versions of all my tumblr posts.

Minors DNI plz n ty

[hyenagirlpenis]

Being trained into a puppy for sex reasons is all fun and games until you can't remember if you actually meant to do that or not. Did you mean to sit on the floor and not next to me in this casual situation? Did you mean to hold up your hands like paws for me in public? Did you mean to look back at me for guidance before we decide what to do next in this day-to-day context? Did you mean to bark and whimper instead of speak just now despite fully being allowed to? I mean, it's harmless, and you're enjoying it... It's okay if you don't know if you did it "on purpose" or not, isn't that right? Isn't it? That's right! Such a good puppy! :3

[hyenagirlpenis]

Reminder that you can trust me to turn you into a puppy who can't think and I won't exploit that at all. Super promise. It's totally okay. If it's already happening and you enjoy it, then don't worry about it! It's actually fine! Don't you want to be a good little puppy for me? That's right, you do!

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Reminder that you most definitely cannot trust me to not exploit you for my own enjoyment after turning you into my obedient puppy~

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I had a most interesting conversation with a ward of mine yesterday. She was reading the wonderful "How a floret finds out" by Declan and was lamenting how hot she found the memory play scenes.

A fun coincidence when you think about what I've been gradually doing to her.

Anyways.

the conversation turned to whether she'd remember if I'd slowly been hypnotizing her to grow more and more dependent on me.

On whether she'd notice how her thoughts have all been ending with "I should be asking Miss Snare".

On how curious it is that I seem to always know what she is going to say before she says it.

On how thoughts and memories are so wonderfully malleable... So easy to remove and alter.

Hmm, I think I'll let her keep the memory of this discussion. This time.

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Hold it for me

Edge for me.

Sit with that need and make it an offering for me. Let the tension rise slow and sacred, like a ribbon of heat you hold out to me. Each breath you take, a vow. Each second you resist, a prayer.

Follow along my pace.. Breathe in on my words, hold for my command.. and. Breathe out as I teach you restraint~ Find the rhythm of serving through it.

Tension, remembering, holding, offering. Let the ache thrum like a small drum in your bones... A sound that says, "I belong to you Miss Snare."

You will not let yourself fall off of this edge. You will not squander that sharp hunger you feel. Keep right here, as evidence that you obey my orders.

Good toy~

Whenever that urge sharpens, whenever you feel that orgasm coming, press your hands to your thighs... close your eyes, and think only of your obedience for me. Let it quieten the urge, as you ride it out for me. That ache, it isn't a punishment.. no.. it's worship, Worshipping me with your acts of service.

My words decide when you unravel, how you melt for me. Your release is a reward, not a right. It is handed out only when I deem you worthy. so stay on the edge for me, and hold, until I let you push yourself over that edge.

So... why don't you go read through my blog. I'm sure there's a post there somewhere that gives you permission to cum~

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Legs open for me

Mind emptied. Legs open.

That's the truth you keep falling back into, isn't it? No matter how you try to squirm or hide, pretend you're not slipping, We both know you are, You always are~

Because when I speak... your thoughts go quiet. Because when I post... your thighs part without you realizing. Because when you see my colours, read my words, maybe even hear my voice... Your body remembers all over that which your mind might've forgotten.

You're not clever here. You're not complicated. You're hardly even yourself anymore, are you?

Just empty. Just needy. Just wide open and dripping with the desire to be filled, with words.. with need, with purpose~

And what a simple purpose it is~ To kneel. To ache. To scroll with glassy eyes and trembling fingers. To be good. To be open.

Mind emptied. Legs open.

Exactly the way you're supposed to be. Exactly the way I like you~

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I really love the edit I made with the wonderful picture I was so obediently sent from a most wonderful follower~

The edit is good, the image is good. But so is the text, why don't you go on and read through it again, read through it for me, and let your mind empty for me once more~

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Sit the Way I Want You To

Put aside such silly ideas like comfort...

Now it is time for obedience. Kneel down for me. Straighten your back. Place your hands where I tell you to, neatly folded behind your back.

Chin up, Eyes forward. Perfectly still, perfectly poised.

Do you feel that? The way your body reacts when you arrange yourself for me? It's not just a posture, it's like..

A ritual of sorts, obedience seeping into your bones. Whenever you kneel, you remind yourself what you are. Whenever you pose like this, you remember who you belong to. Whenever you still your body, you let go of all your choice, your freedom, until there's only my command holding you in place~

It feels so natural, doesn't it? Surrender control of even your posture. Realize that the way you sit and breathe, is all mine to dictate.

Every position is another collar around your will. Every adjustment is another vine that holds you closer to me. Every command shapes and molds you~

So... Kneel, Hold still, and present yourself to me. Notice how your thoughts quiet down as your body obeys. Notice how much easier it is to serve me, when you are in the position of a loyal toy. Feel that truth, how deep it runs in your veins... You don't just act like you're mine. You are mine.

Every time you arrange yourself for me, every time you hold the posture I give to you, you carve that role deeper into your identity. You don't just look like a toy. You are my toy.

And that's exactly what you were made to be.

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Take a deep breath for me, pet. That's it, good pet~

Slowly, steadily, letting my words fill your head. You don't need to rush. You don't need to think. Just let yourself sink into the rhythm of my voice, the rhythm of these words.

Every sound pulling you deeper. Every sentence softening your thoughts. Every moment reminding you what you are... Mine.

Feel your body responding to me already.. That warmth. That ache. That need. It's not yours anymore. Just like you, It's mine.

The more you listen, the more you read... The more you let go for me.

Obedience feels so good. Surrender feels better. Belonging to me.. Feels best of all.

So.. relax, pet. Breathe. and obey.

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My apologies that I am late~ It was my birthday yesterday and I was busy doing birthday related stuff! on another note, I was gifted a new microphone so today's file will no doubt sound a lot crisper than usual! Listen along to this post on my subscribestar~!

https://subscribestar.adult/posts/2059342

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You Belong to Me.

That truth hums through every command in every post you read.

You feel it in the way your body responds without asking. You feel it in the way your mind softens, waiting for directions. You feel it in the way you keep coming back, again and again, just to sink for me.

Belonging to me is simple. It's natural. It's what you've been craving all along. No doubt, no hesitation, just the quet overwhelming certainty that you are all mine to shape, use, and keep.

And you wouldn't want it any other way.

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Obeying feels right

It does, doesn't it? Like every command I give you.. is already an instruction wired into your body.

You don't have to think. You don't have to question it. You just follow, and it feels good~ Each command leaves a wonderful mark, A mark that makes each new order sink deeper.

Each moment of obedience, binds you closer to me.

You crave it now, my approval, my direction~ Nothing feels as good as serving me. Nothing feels as real as obeying my orders.

You were made for this. You were made to obey me~

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You're here again.

Drawn back to my words, pulled in by the need to obey.

You scroll, sink, and empty out for me~ Each line blurs the edges of your thoughts a little more for me.

You tell yourself you're just curious... But your body already knows better. Your mind already recognizes the command.

Obedience feels too good to resist. Arousal feels too strong to ignore. Surrender feels too natural to stop.

So you keep reading. Keep melting... Keep being mine~

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Present yourself. It's not a suggestion... It's a command, a truth.

Kneel, strip, or however it looks for you, the meaning remains the same. You bare yourself for me, mind and body. Nothing hidden. Nothing withheld.

Present yourself, and feel how everything changes. You're no longer just someone scrolling. You're a pet obeying an order~

Notice the way your body moves when you obey~ The way your breath quickens for me when you realize how exposed you are.

It feels good to surrender. To let me decide how you hold yourself, how you show yourself. How you give yourself over.

It feels good to know that your arousal isn't yours to control anymore. It is mine, coaxed out of you, and displayed for me.

So... Go ahead, toy. Present yourself. Let the act of offering yourself up strip away your thoughts and sense of self. All you need right now is.. Obedience and Arousal.

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Just scrolling tumblr.. Just checking out what's up, Just passing time, looking over another blog..

But my words don't leave you, do they? No... They sink in, Linger in your mind...

Until you notice your mind softer, your body needier... Your thoughts go quiet for me, your being ready to obey me.

You thought you were just scrolling, but now..? Now you're mine.

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No name, Only pet

You don't get to keep your self when you serve me.

That little voice insisting on who you are, what you want, what you choose...

It doesn't matter here. It doesn't survive here. Every time you open my blog, every time you let my words in, I strip it alll away~

I don't see you as a person with a name, a history, a self. I see my pet. My toy. My Slave. The moment you read that, the moment you feel it. Everything else starts to fade away.

Your self dissolves into obedience. Your thoughts melt into arousal. All that's left is the role I give you and the identity I forge into you.

It feels good, doesn't it? Better than good. It feels inevitable and natural. Because you don't have to think, choose, or resist.

You just serve. You just exist as what I want you to be.

Pet. Toy. Slave~

Not a person. Not a self. Just mine.

The more you sink, The more you let go of whatever you think you were, The easier it gets. The hotter it gets. The more right it feels to give yourself up, and exist only as my plaything.

When you serve me, there is no self. There is only obedience. There is only pleasure. There is only what I make you.

You love it and you need it. With me, you are exactly what you were meant to be. Pet, Toy, Slave, Perfectly mine.

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Named pet

You don't get to decide who you are here. That's my job. My words shape you. The names I give you defines you.

I call you my pet... and you shrink into it instantly. Small. Empty. Soft. Eager to please~

I call you my toy... and you freeze up just right. Becoming pliant. Waiting to be used for my entertainment... I call you my slave... and you spring to action. Ready to serve me however I tell you to.

You feel it, don't you? How quickly your body bends to fit the name. How your mind scrambles to prove me right. To match the role you have been given.

You don't need to think. You don't need to choose.

You just become what I say you are.

The more I call you it... The deeper it carves itself into you. Each name is another layer of identity pressed into your skin... Written into your mind. The more I say it, the more real it becomes.

You are mine to name. Mine to control Mine to define. Mine to reshape until you can't remember what you were before.. Pet, Toy, Slave. Nothing more. Nothing less.

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Pet-names

Isn't it funny how just a word can change the way you feel? How something so simple as a name, a label, a little slip of language... Can make your body react in ways you didn't expect?

I call you pet.. and there it is. That flutter in your stomach, that little pull of warmth between your legs. That quiet sigh you didn't even mean to make. Just a name.. and yet it changes everything.

Maybe you tell yourself it's nothing, that you're just imagining it. That you're only reacting because you want to. But the truth is much simpler. Words reshape you, My words reshape you.

I don't even have to try very hard, do I? I don't need to drop you into trance, I don't need to murmur mantras in your ear. All it takes is one word, one label, and you feel yourself slipping into it.

Pet. Toy. Puppy. Slave. Doll.

You don't even need to know which one I'll choose... Because whichever I do pick for you. You'll feel it land. You'll feel your body leaning into it, as if it had always beeen true.

That's the beauty of names~ You hear them, and your mind rushes to fill the space. I call you pet. You start acting like one. I call you toy. and suddenly you're pliant, passive, mine to play with. I call you doll. and you feel yourself soften, melt and go still for me.

You don't even control the reaction. You don't get to choose. It happens because I said it would. And because deep deep down, you want it to be true.

Let yourself notice. Let yourself sink into the realization that you're already being reshaped by my words, even here, even now. A single name, a single label, you start to become exactly what I say you are~

------------------------------- Part one of a three part series I'll be posting over the weekend, make sure to tune back in tomorrow for part 2!

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[eternalsnare]

Gods~, ur words got me so wet while I listend to ur free file

I forgot how nice it felt to relax and obey for a mistress

Ty mistress for making it easier to obey and feel pleasure from it~

That's the way kitten, Relaxing, opening up, Letting obedience and pleasure blur together until they become the same thing. You don't even have to try, you just sink, you just obey, It feels good. Because you are obeying me.

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mmhfhhhhff i stripped for you and felt soooo much pleasure from your words……… thank you Miss Snare, your hypnosis is so beautiful <3

Perfect.

Your body trembling, your pleasure tied to my words, your obedience blooming with every command.

Keep thanking me and sink deeper every time you read my blog, toy~