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Good pups.
Each swing just sends your mind spiralling away...
Having a cock inside her always made Laurie so sleepy. It was such a funny thing–she didn’t know exactly when it started, but it always seemed like as soon as she felt a long, thick shaft slide into her wet cunt, she always felt this wave of impossible drowsiness wash over her right along with the pleasure. Like she could just stop thinking, close her eyes, and let her mind sink right down into blissful slumber as her lover fucked her thoughts away.
“That’s right,” her thoughts whispered back to her as she spread her legs and drifted deeper into mindless tranquility. “Such a good girl, such a sleepy girl. Being fucked always makes you so sleepy. Being fucked by Master’s cock always makes you so deliciously mindless and blank, all those thoughts fading into the mist in your mind as you listen and obey. You’re being fucked into trance, fucked into deep slumber for Master now.” She didn’t know why her mind always thought of her lover as ‘Master’, but it didn’t really matter. It was just a silly dream she had while she was sleepfucking anyway. She didn’t need to think about it.
She felt the thrusts getting more forceful, each one sending shocks of sleepy pleasure through her whole body as her lover pushed all the way inside her until his balls slapped against her pussy lips and the impact made her clit tingle deliciously with excitement. “Master is fucking me into trance now,” she dreamed of whimpering softly. “Master’s cock makes me a, a good sleepy girl.” It was odd–even in her dreams, she sometimes stumbled over the words when Master fucked her this hard. But she felt so good and so sleepy that she didn’t worry about it. It was all just a silly, sexy dream and she was a good little fucktoy for Master in her dreams. That made perfect sense to her now.
“You don’t need to remember being Master’s sleepy little fucktoy.” Somehow, the warm purring voice of her dreams sounded just like Master, like he was really talking to her while he fucked her to sleep just like he did every night. “You don’t need to remember being hypnotized, you don’t need to remember being brainwashed, you don’t need to remember being conditioned to believe everything Master tells you while he’s fucking your thoughts away. You can just drift in a drowsy daydream of blank, obedient pleasure and let yourself cum until that pretty little mind of yours shuts off again. Cum yourself mindless and be mine, slave.”
It was such a wonderful dream that Laurie wished she could have it every night. She wished that she could always settle into bed and feel her mind drifting into lazy surrender as Master slid his cock inside her pussy and fucked her into perfect compliance. She wished that she could simply relax her thoughts away, only even remembering that she was conditioned to go mindless for Master’s cock when it was inside her pumping her mind into blissful obedience. She wished that she could… oh fuck, that she could cum, and cum, and cum while Master fucked her blanker and blanker until she was perfectly docile, totally empty, completely…
“I’m cumming myself mindless,” she heard herself whisper. Then the pleasure hit her and she knew no more.
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How the book got there, she had no clue. She’d never seen such a book in her life, especially in her new house. She admitted that it was older and made the strangest noises at night as it settled, but she never imagined anything like what she was reading in this book: “Beneath this house is a portal to another realm. Spirits from that realm come and go as they please once the sun sets. Seal up the basement, have it blessed by a priest, and never allow anyone downstairs!”
She believed the book. She knew its contents were true, somehow. She still had no clue how it got inside of her house, but there was no doubt in her mind: she needed to close up that portal.
Suddenly, she felt her head tingle and buzz, as if her head had fallen sleep. Feeling dizzy, she decided to stay seated for the time being, until the strange feeling passed. She couldn’t carry nails and 2x4s down those stairs with her head feeling that way. But she did need to seal it up, and fast. She didn’t want any…
Another tingle, right on her brain, as if a surge of relaxation was being thrust into her mind. Her shut her eyes for a moment and tried to focus. She didn’t have time for such…
Another thrust. She let out a small moan with that one, feeling the tingle slowly flowing throughout her entire body. Relaxing it…draining her muscles of energy…
She needed to stand up, but another thrust in her mind forced her to remain seated. She nearly doubled over as the thrusting increased, keeping at a steady rhythm. Each thrust of pleasurable relaxation drained more and more of her energy, caused her to be more and more…sleepy…
This must be the spirits! she cried out in her thoughts. They’re doing something to my mind! Making me-
Another thrust, erasing her original thought like words on a whiteboard.
The…something…she tried to remember. The…something is hypnotizing me…making me weak-
Another thrust. Her fingers clenched the edge of the table as she tried to keep herself upright, barely able to find the strength to keep her eyes open.
I need to…fight it…?
Thrust.
I…need to…do something…
Thrust.
I…don’t need to…
Thrust.
I just need to…
Thrust.
Relaaaxxx…
Thrust.
Thrust.
Thrust.
Thrust.
Her mind was emptied, hollow and bare, long before the spirit was done fucking her mind. For the next few hours, she just sat there, eyes focused on nothing in front of her, her lips hanging open, saliva drooling down her chin and onto her chest, completely vacant.
After she slowly regained mobility, she silently stood up from the table, took the book in her hand, and placed it back where she had found it. She then staggered up to her bedroom where she masturbated on her bedroom floor over and over again, slipping into a cum-induced stupor and passing out, an exhausted puppet with her strings cut.
She would wake up the next day feeling refreshed and aroused, ready to start her day. And, like the past hundred or so nights, she would have no memory of the book in her kitchen that tried to warn her of the spirits…
(This is far from my best work, but I just really wanted to post this picture)
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FUCK I love this picture! It’s always been one of my favorites, and Tofu and I actually use the concept in our play sometimes! Including last night. ;) Happy Mind-Fucking Halloween, everyone!
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Aeria is no match for Wossy’s impenetrable debate fallacy: gagmatism.
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Hypnosis, hu?
Isabelle frowned at Iris. Her friend blushed slightly.
I told you, it’s a weird fetish…
I‘m not sure I get it… Hypnosis doesn’t seem that hot… Isabelle shifted in her seat. How do you even… like… use that as a fetish? Do you have like a hypnotic spiral app on your phone or something you make people stare into?
Iris took her phone and with just a few taps there was a spinning black and white spiral on the display. You mean like this? She asked, showing the spiral to her friend.
The brunette let out an annoyed moan. You’ve got to be kidding me! You know, that there’s no way this could possibly work, do you?
I know. Iris simply said, taking her phone out of Isabelle’s vision.
Aww… Really? Isabelle seemed disappointed.
What?
I was sure you’ll get all ‘You’re getting veeeeeery sleeeeeeeeeepyyyyy‘ on me.
The blonde girl laughed and brought the spiral back to her phone display. If you liked it, feel free to look a bit longer. But I’m not an evil hypnotist from a cartoon, okay?
Sure, whatever.
I mean it, Isabelle. In fact, I enjoy it much more to be hypnotized then to hypnotize someone.
Are you serious?
Iris nodded.
But… You just said yourself that this wouldn’t work… Isabelle pointed at the phone with the spiral still spinning.
Yes I did. Because this just isn’t how it works. Iris said softly. You know…
Hypnosis is about relaxing in the first place.
It‘s someone guiding you into a deeply relaxed state of mind…
Reminding you to take slow deep breaths…
To just lean back….
Be comfortable…
Allowing your whole body to become limp and loose as you relax…
Doesn’t that seem nice to you, Belle?
Actually, it kinda does… the brunette had to admit letting her shoulders sack.
See? Iris smiled and continued in a gentle tone.
And now imagine not only your body being nice and comfortable and relaxed but also your mind…
Being able to let your thoughts just drift…
You just have to focus on the voice that guides you…
And focusing is so easy… It just happens naturally…
You probably didn’t even notice how much you’re focusing on my voice, did you?
Isabelle blinked slowly.
I… Iris… Stop it…
Sshh…
Iris looked deeply into her eyes and gently laid her finger on Isabelles slightly parted lips. The blonde hold her friend‘s gaze captive with her own as she continued to whisper.
Don’t you worry, Belle. This is only natural.
It’s just like reading a good book and focus on each words…
You know that feeling, right?
Yes… b-but…
And you know how good it feels, don’t you, Belle?
Everything that bothers you seeming so far away as you just relax and focus like this…
All your thoughts and worries become so small and unimportant…
Everything is so far away when you’re so relaxed and focused…
It is a good feeling, isn’t it?
No need to fight it.
It’s just so good.
Why resist?
It might make you feel like it’s hard to think…
Is it hard for you to think, Belle?
The brunette slowly nodded, here brown eyes glazed over, still gazing into Iriss dark blue eyes.
Yes… Kinda…
That’s okay. You don’t need to think…
You can just let go of all of these thoughts that bother you…
Just watch and listen…
Let your thoughts float away…
Let my voice fill your mind instead…
Leaving simply no space for thought of you own….
They’re not important anyways…
Just let them float away as you relax further…
And further…
Sinking deeper and deeper into wonderful relaxation…
Isabelle gave a slight moan, her eyes only half open.
That’s right…
Let go and sink…
Don’t resist it.
Good girl, Belle.
Being so relaxed…
Sinking nice and deep…
Feeling so good…
No worries…
No toughs…
Just pleasure…
Blank and empty…
You like that, Belle, do you?
Yeah… Isabelles voice was distant, barely a whisper, her eyes almost closed.
Iris gently brushed a stray strand of hair out of her friend’s face.
Close your eyes, Belle…
You just can’t keep the open any longer anyways…
Allow them to drift shut and go deeper into trance for me…
Iris smiled, as her friend obeyed.
That’s a good girl.
It’s so much nicer now, is it?
Nice and deep…
Warm and heavy…
Blank and empty…
Open for suggestions…
Feeling so good…
That’s right…
Being in such a deep trance just feels so good…
Arouses you…
Iris softly stroked Isabelle’s pantie under the brunette’s skirt, making her gently moan in pleasure. She chuckled as she felt the moisture already oozing through the fabric. Clearly Isabelle was enjoying herself.
Now what should I do to you while I have you in this wonderful, deep trance?
(Please feel free to make suggestions ;))
One good girl helping another
As it should be.
Holy guacamole and cheddy cheese!
“I mean, that’s not really that impres–JESUS FUCKING CHRIST.”
JESUS FUCK
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I WAS NOT EXPECTING TO BE SHOOKT
Imagine the kind of person who creates something like this O.O
I heard you liked firework shells, so I put a shit load of shells inside a fuck load of shells inside a single shell.
Enjoy.
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Hypno fetish art
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It’s hard to snap out of submission, isn’t it?
“‘m gonna…” his words were muffled almost into inaudibility by her breast, but she didn’t really care that much about what he was saying anyway. She was much more interested in the way his tongue swirled around her nipple, making it stiffen into a firm, tingling bud of sensation at the tip of her breast. If he wanted to mumble dirty to her about “suck your bmmmf… out through your tmmmf…” she’d let him say whatever he wanted so long as it meant he was going to keep doing exactly what he was doing.
God, it felt so good. Normally, when a guy said he wanted to lie in her lap and play with her tits, she went along with it for a little while before putting his mouth somewhere a little more fun. But this… wow, it was good. Something about the way his lips and tongue played with her nipple, teasing it with just the right amount of warm pleasure before pulling away to murmur something like, “sucking those thoughts all oummmph…” It made her roll her eyes back in her head and her mouth hang open in helpless bliss.
It felt like the pleasure got… closer, the more he suckled at her breasts. Like there were all these filters in her head normally, distracting her from the way things felt with thoughts of her day and her plans for next week and her worries about work, but when he pursed his lips around her nipple and gave it just the right amount of tug, she got distracted from her distractions. And all she felt was good. So, so good. Like he was, was..
“Sucking your brains right oummmh…” God, yes. That was it, like her thoughts were melting into sticky pink syrup and he was pulling them out one swallow at a time. It felt so, so… so hot, dissolving her mind into lazy bliss and not caring about anything but the pleasure his mouth was bringing her. Her head lolled on her shoulders and her mouth spread into a sleepy smile as he teased her nipple again. She heard him say, “Just tits, no thoummmmph…” and her eyelids fluttered in helpless arousal at the way his words made it even, even… hotter? Better?
It was getting hard to think in words, she realized. Her mind was getting so used to just feeling his tongue, just enjoying the warm happy sleepy feeling that words were, were… “Coming all the way out now, good girrmmmh…” Big words were too hard now, she could only think in little words. And even little words were, were… um, were hard, because she felt so… so good, so hot, so good to have her tits sucked until, um, until.. “Giving all those thoughts to me, nowwwmph…” Her eyes drifted shut, her head slumped back in a drowsy haze. She had a flicker of awareness that she needed to do something, but then his mouth pursed against her nipple again and it was gone.
All that was left was pleasure. When he said, “All sucked out now, pretty girl,” all she could do was smile and nod. Her head bobbed in the air like a helium balloon, beautiful and empty, as he eased her back onto the bed and spread her legs. She stared at him with vacant adoration as he slid inside her, the pleasure of her penetration completely unfiltered by any thoughts at all. “Just a mindless, obedient slave for Master,” he purred, and she moaned helplessly as she accepted the words without thinking.
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This adorable little robot is designed to make sure its photosynthesising passenger is well taken care of. It moves towards brighter light if it needs, or hides in the shade to keep cool. When in the light, it rotates to make sure the plant gets plenty of light. It even likes to play with humans.
Oh, and apparently, it gets antsy when it’s thirsty.
The robot is actually an art project called “Sharing Human Technology with Plants” by a roboticist named Sun Tianqi. It’s made from a modified version of a Vincross HEXA robot, and in his own words, it’s purpose is “to explore the relationship between living beings and robots.”
I don’t care if it’s silly. I want one.
electric/grass pokemon we deserve
we were fools all along; botw doesn’t take place anywhere in the zelda timeline, it takes place in OUR timeline
I know it’s not that fitting to my blog, but this thing is strangely adorable.
Summer truly is a bountiful season for succubi. They’re slightly less out of place dressing like they do on beaches, and there’s plenty people to ‘prey’ on. Oh well, they’re harmless anyways. Kind of like mosquitoes but.. less mosquito.