Evil Scientress

kinky cuddly trans vampire kitten. scientress by day, seductive hypno vampiress by night, subby switch ~ loves hypnosis, latex and bondage ~ I blog about hypno and write hypno related micro fictions

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[evilscientress]

I love Madame Noir’s style

[geknebelt]

I am goin’ on vacation! And I’m only packing the essentials! I’m going to be gone for the rest of September! Try not to miss me too much ;)

I have all of this month’s drawings saved as drafts and queued up, so I should still be able to post new things every 5-6 days while I’m gone!

[evilscientress]

I wish someone would package me like this >//////<

[geknebelt]

Happy Valentine’s Day, everyone!

I worked my ass off on this so hopefully it isn’t removed! You can also find it on my other accounts.

deviantART: https://www.deviantart.com/geknebelt

Twitter: https://twitter.com/Geknebelt1

[evilscientress]

This is so wholesome <3 <3 <3

I would love something like this after a stressful so much.

[evilscientress]

A flight with Airtrance

CW: hypnosis, hypnotic language, amnesia, abduction

You have been looking forward to this holiday for quite some time. You where surprised to find that vacation package so cheaply on the net. It’s a new company that is called “Airtrance” and they offer cheap vacation packages and the reviews are all excellent.

You dropped of your baggage and boarded the plane. The first thing that surprises you is the flight attendants who are all wearing what seams to be skin tight latex catsuits under there dress suits that are also made out of latex and all have exactly the same haircut and makeup. You shrug it off as most likely just some form of advertisement stunt.

You make yourself comfortable in your seat and then after some time passes you hear the usual “boarding completed” over the PA as the crew prepares for push back. A few moments pass and then the plane starts to move backwards away from the gate. The chime from the intercom sounds and one of the flight attendants announces: As part of our mandatory safety instructions please put your complimentary headphones you find in the mesh bag in front of you, and listen to the recording.

You put on your headphones, and you are immediately surprised that they are very good noise canceling ones, and that you can barely hear the noises of the airplane once you have them on. The recording hasn’t started yet all you hear is a nice relaxing soundscape with a few alternating vibrating tones that almost seams to massage your brain and you feel yourself relaxing as you lean back in the chair.

Some more time passes and you have become very relaxed by now, when suddenly a soft voice starts to speak to you.

Welcome aboard and thanks for choosing Airtrance for your holiday. We’ll assure you this will be not like any holiday you have ever experienced. Please listen closely as I will guide you through our mandatory safety instructions. We know traveling can be stressful and that’s why we begin with a small relaxation exercise.

We want you to take a slow deep breath in, hold it… You take a slow deep breath in and hold it. — and out — You exhale and feel yourself relaxing even more. — And in You breath in again. — good, and out — You breath out again relaxing even more. 

We want you to keep breathing like this, nice slow and deep breaths, and as you do so we want you to picture a staircase that is leading down. Imaging going down that staircase and with every step you are going to feel twice as calm and relaxed as before, that’s good, just keep going. You eyelids might or might not have started to feel heavy, that’s okay, you don’t have to keep them open, you can close them if you want to. The important thing is that you listen closely to us and that you continue to walk down that staircase, becoming twice as calm and relaxed with every step, sinking down deeper and deeper and deeper, and just listen to us…

You sink down in you chair and walk down the staircase in your mind and exhale…

There is shake and rumble and you wake up, as the plain touches down on the runway. You must have fallen asleep. Welcome back to Boston, the outside temperature is 25°C, please remain seated until we reach out final parking position. We hope you enjoyed your vacation with Aitrance and that we soon can welcome you again on one of our flights. The captain announces.

You feel quite dizzy, weren’t we just taxing to for take off?. “welcome back to Boston”, but you were just leaving. Confused you reach for your phone, and your are surprised that in fact 2 weeks have passed. Then things come back, you remember that you have had an awesome time and that you definitely are going to give them a 5 start review, but you don’t remember any details of your vacation. “Oof guess I must have drank to much last night” you think. But one thing you know for sure it was in fact unlike any other vacation you ever had and that you can’t wait to book another vacation package with Airtrance.

[cuddlyfoxgirl]

A note on supposed “Doxxing”

If you accuse one specific person of doxxing you and publishing your “vanilla information” because they *reblogged* a long post *by someone else* that contained your first name somewhere in it, you are being intentionally deceiving to hurt someone’s reputation.

Standing 100% with @notthesecretsubject here. Fuck everyone who tries to hurt her with this ridiculous bullshit.

Thank you.

[evilscientress]

I could not agree more. It was never about doxxing, it is just a sham for them to attack TSS for standing up against abusive behavior. 

I’m also standing 100% with @notthesecretsubject here.  Fuck everyone who tries to hurt her with this ridiculous bullshit.

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[evilscientress]

heck that look, kinda goals

[anti-capitalistlesbianwitch]

Why the female cashier is being nice to you

◻ She is uncontrollably sexually attracted to you

◼ Because that’s literally her fucking job you cretin

Tweet by Beer Cellar Exeter:

This is definitely our favourite sign in the bar. Also if dudes could stop trying to kiss our female bartender’s hands that would be great.

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[evilscientress]

Mystery Collar

d/s, hypno, CNC, collared, memory play

You wake up in your bed, a sun ray tingling your face, having sleep so good as you haven't for a very long time. As if someone was there with you, spooning you, cuddling you, holding you close, giving you that special warm feeling of safeness. But nobody is there with you.

Still sleepy and lying in your bed you stretch and flex your muscles. It's then when you suddenly notice something strange. There is this weird pressure feeling on your neck as if… your hands shoot to your neck and they feel what feels like a collar. What is going on here.

You frantically feel around the collar that appears to be a single circle made out of stainless steel. No hinge, no closure mechanism that you can feel. You freak out a little, and  you grab the collar with your fingers, and as you do so, you suddenly calm down.

You feel that good feeling you had when you woke up return to you, as if someone was holding you in the most caring way, and as you calm down, and get relaxed, you start to feel a safe and cared for. It's a wonderful feeling, it's a feeling you craved for a very long time.

And as you calmly sink down to your bed, sitting on the edge of it, feeling good, held and relaxed, you discover a note on your night stand, written in a handwriting you don't recognize.

It reads: "You are mine now, don't worry I will take good care of you"

And as you read it you again feel this warm safe feeling, you feel held, cared for, and it calms you.

You don't know what to make out of this. You always wanted a owner that takes care of you, but who, how, why. Who can this be, this makes no sense.

You take your phone and turn on it's camera in selfie mode and inspect your collar. Now that you are more awake and see it you recognize it immediately. It's an Axsmar collar and it's permanently locking, no change in removing it without power tools.

You recognize it because you fantasized about it. You fantasized about being owned, your owner collaring you with one of those collars. But how how can it be. You went to bed without it, you don't even own one. How can you wake up with one locked around your neck.

Why does it make you feel so good, why is it so good to hold on to it. It's like you always dreamed of it being. Of having an caring owner, that keeps you safe. Of being reminded by your collar that you are owned and taken care for. That you can hold on to the collar like you can hold on to your owner. How can that be?

There is only one person that you told all of this, the one person that comes very close to the owner you always wanted. It's a close long distance friend you met online. You grab your laptop and hope they are online. You deeply trust them, and they would believe and support you.

You open discord and in relief you see that they are online. You message them. "hey um so something really strange happened. Remember that I fantasized with you about being collard, about being owned?".

"hi dear, yes I do" they reply.

"well um, how should I say this… I woke up with the exact collar around my neck that I always dreamed of, holding on to it feels even better that I could have ever imagined. B…B…But how can that be?"

"well maybe someone that cares about you thought that you deserve one"

"But who and how, I went to sleep without it, and now it's locked around my neck permanently and it feels so good to hold on to, as good as it always felt when you hypnotically held me when I needed it."

"Well I always told you this day will come, and that you deserve one…"

"After all you are such a good toy"

And with that it is as if a page has been flipped, suddenly all the memories return to you. You remember the surprise package yesterday. You remember in the package their being another package and a folded piece of paper reading read me first.

You remember that on the inside of that piece of paper there was written a trigger, a trigger you didn't know you had, a trigger that dropped you deep and made you call your now owner, your longtime close long distance friend. You remember putting on the collar.

Drooping so deep deep down as you heard the click of it locking permanently around your neck. Of how they implanted this feeling of being held and cared for whenever you hold on to it deep in your mind. How you talked about this, how you basically begged for all of this.

As this all come back to you, you start crying because you always wanted this, and you could not imagine a better owner then them. And while they can't be there for you in person, you have the collar, the collar you can always hold own to, as you can hold on to them, your owner.

You and your owner continued chatting for the rest of the day, them telling you how they set it all up. How they got you to measure your neck and forget about it. How they prepared the trigger that was written on the paper. And so much more.

And as the day went on, and it was time to sleep, you curl up under your weighted blanket. Holding on to your collar, and slowly fall asleep. Feeling happy, loved, safe, cared for, and held closely, as if your owner was right there next to you, snuggled up close.

[sleepystephbot]

This was a flat color commission from a lovely Tumblr user who prefers to stay anonymous.

Here’s a little story they wrote to go with:

The time had finally come- Allison’s experiences had built to this moment gradually, over many months of acceptance of her role in their growing dynamic. Laura smiled as she saw her sub settle back into her restraints, willingly this time, for the final session.

See, Alison had always been the stronger one- that first day she rode in on her motorcycle, Laura knew she had to possess her. Laura’s shy, demure expression on her soft, dimpled face, long blond braid hiding a deeper desire. She yearned to show this tough girl how to let down her guard and shine… Perfectly.

It turned out, Allison’s tough girl demeanor was because, tall as she was, she was never able to feel like the cute, proper, adorable girl she wished she could be. The tapes helped that, at first. Each time in the chair her defenses softened, the gentleness of Laura’s wishes washing over her. Being proper was so much nicer than being strong.Soon Laura escalated their dress up play, adding layer on layer- tights, slips, petticoats, til, finally, that light blue dress was the final straw. After that, Allison knew she needed to give more and more of herself… Until she was perfect.

Staring into the screen, she let Laura change her: letting her soak her hair with dye, that perfect blond, add her thick bangs that could never be brushed aside. On the floor lay her jeans, her dark motorcycle jacket she discarded forever as she.. staring longingly into that spiral as she gave up the last of herself to her love- To be her Alice….her doll…

Laura smiled as she operated the machine, lowering the mask over her doll’s face, one that would make her a picture perfect Alice, forever.

I’m considering removing the “flat color” option on my commission list- they always just seem to feel a bit incomplete to me. Thoughts?

[becomingacyberslave-deactivated]

This, a million times this. It’s like someone stepped into my brain with this one!

[h-sleepingirl]

Flash Commission: Gender ambiguous hypnosis, “open up for me”

The most wonderful things came from their soft afternoons, nothing to do and nowhere to go but be with each other. Nestled in together.

“You’re hiding something from me, sweetie,” Robin said softly. Avery rewarded them with that lovely dip of their head, the touch of redness in their cheeks.

“How can you always tell?” Avery complained.

Robin grinned wickedly, and leaned in to their ear: “I’m in your head,” they whispered, and Avery shuddered in their arms.

“I’m going to get turned on again,” Avery said.

“How terrible,” Robin said, sarcastic but soothing, stroking their hair. “That wouldn’t be advantageous for me, oh no, it’s certainly not easier for me to get information out of you while you’re all hot and bothered…”

“Fuck…”

“That’s it,” Robin said, slipping into a voice. “I love how easy it is, don’t you? How easy it is to trust me, how easy it is to remember that the more you tell me, the more I can do with you…”

“R-Robin…” Avery whispered, swaying a little, in that little warning voice of theirs that they were getting trancey – as though Robin didn’t always know exactly what made them feel fuzzy and soft.

“Yes,” Robin whispered, holding them. “And that’s a hot idea, right? That you trust me so much that you can’t keep those kinds of secrets from me? That I’m hypnotizing you into telling me? Ooh, what a nice, manipulative flavor; I know how you like that, and I’m using that to manipulate you more… What a cycle to be trapped in…”

Avery moaned softly, eyes fluttering, and Robin felt heat curl up inside them at that lovely sight of them letting go. They stroked down Avery’s neck and felt the looseness of the muscles, relaxing even further at their touch.

“You want to tell me what you want,” Robin said, and they brought a hand to Avery’s face to tilt their lolling head up. “The deepest parts of you sink down to tell me, now.”

“I want…” Avery said slowly, quietly, hypnotized, “I want to be kissed into trance…”

Oh…

“Very good,” Robin said. “Up on one, two, three.” They snapped, and Avery’s eyes opened slowly, looking up at them, flushed and timid.

They breathed out. “How are you so good at… me?” They asked, tilting their head back.

“Because I’m in your head,” Robin said again, smiling. “And now I know that the next time I kiss you, you’ll go deep, won’t you?”

Avery made a small noise and clenched their eyes shut. “Yes…”

“That’s right,” Robin murmured, and cupped their face, and leaned in.

It was so intimate, the way they could feel Avery’s lips soften even as they pressed against them, the way they lost form and opened almost unconsciously. To be able to feel them drop into trance so strongly, the connection through touch, the way they went boneless and limp as Robin held them up… It was so connective, so hot.

Avery whimpered softly as Robin sought their tongue, slack and unresponsive, and the way Robin felt like they were kissing a doll, a sex toy, hypnotized for their pleasure… It was luxurious, and they felt like they could take their time, enjoy, grope, tease…

It was so, so good.

After a few moments, Robin snapped them up and embraced them as they panted into their shoulder, squirming.

“That was good,” Robin said softly, stroking their hair.

“Yeah,” Avery said in a tiny voice. “Thank you…”

“Thank you.”

“Do you want cuddles?” Avery asked. “Cooldown?”

“Cuddles sound lovely,” Robin said, always so pleased by how attentive they were, and shifted to let them snuggle in. “Thank you for connecting with me and caring for me.”

“I want to say the same to you,” Avery said, nestling their head against Robin’s chest. “I’m just so happy that we can always be who we are together, and if cuddles are what you need after you fuck me up, then I suppose I’ll just have to make the sacrifice.

Robin kissed the top of their head, and sighed, happily.

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(( Thank you for the commission, Calamity! I hope you enjoy it!! ))

[evilscientress]

Droneification Programm Test

CW: Hypnosis, Brainwashing, Mind Control, Droneification, Latex, VR

You’re lying there on the examination couch, or should we even call it lying? After all your latex clad body is firmly strapped down, no chance of escape. You can move your hands and feet but only as much as you wrist and ankles allow you too. But that is ok, after all it’s what you want deep down, isn’t it? This is why you jumped at the idea of trying this. Your partner fished setting up the program and turns their attention back to you. 

“Are you ready?” they ask, you think again, but you want this, you answer “yes”

Your partner puts the VR headset and the noise canceling headphones on you and starts the program. It doesn’t take too long for you to droop into a deep trance, you can feel the tight straps around your body pull you down, deeper and deeper and deeper…

Currently the program is still only doing fractionation, but that is soon to change when it enters the brainwashing and conditioning phase where you are programmed to become the perfect mindless obedient drone you always wanted to be.

Your partner smiles at you and looks at the status screen on the VR headset that reads in scrolling blue pixelized letters “brainwashing cycle 1/20 in progress…”

[evilscientress]

going to post some older micro fictions I had only on twitter

[xenic-dolls-deactivated20211123]

Leave a color in my ask

Deep Red - I’m in love with you. Red - I love you. Pink - I think you’re cute. Blue - You’re amazing. Rose - You’re pretty Purple - You’re hot. Plum - I would fuck you. Violet - I would date you. Aqua - I could stay on your blog for hours. Lavender - You are my tumblr crush. Orange - I want to get to know you. Tangerine - We have a lot in common. Amber - I wish you would notice me. Cream - I don’t talk to you but I really love your blog. Beige - I don’t know you at all. Yellow - I don’t like your blog. Green - I don’t like you. Olive - I think you are unattractive. Brown - I hate you. Grey - You scare me. Black - Delete your tumblr

[ultrahypnotizer]

Reblog this if you’re still active on tumblr and enjoy hypnosis.