Just Relax, We're All Here to Have Fun

35 M (He/Him), Hypnotist

[awellreadkitten]

AFTERCARE

What is aftercare?

Aftercare is the emotional, mental, and physical support given to someone after a scene, especially one that is intense, vulnerable, or taxing. However, aftercare is an essential part of sexual activity in general–not just BDSM scenes–as it's a mutual expression of vulnerability and empathy after engaging in sexually charged activity.

Examples of Aftercare

Cuddling

Blankets, soft clothes, and warmth

Water and snacks

Gentle praise and reassurance

Taking a shower or bath together

Journaling to decompress in silence

Giving each other space if requested

Checking in the next day

Applying ointment to bruised or sore spots

Talking through what happened and how it made you feel

Why is aftercare important?

Scenes can trigger intense physiological and psychological responses as endorphins, adrenaline, and dopamine spike during play. These neurotransmitters and hormones drop, causing individuals–most notably submissives (sub drop)–to experience exhaustion, shakiness, disconnect, or anxiety.

Aftercare softens that landing as an individual comes down from the "high" of play. It helps partners rebuild trust and restore emotional balance in their relationships.

Aftercare Looks Different for Everyone

There is no one-size-fits-all formula for aftercare so it's important that you and your partner(s) discuss what works best for you. Some people might need to be held in silence, while others need praise and reassurance. The key is to know what you need and communicate it clearly to your partner(s).

What if I don't know what I need?

When you're just starting out in kink, or you're playing with something new, you might not be entirely sure what aftercare works best for you. It's important to know that is completely normal. Sometimes you might not even feel the effects of play until hours or days after, so remember to give yourself–and your partner–grace during this journey.

Start simple and try out different things you like, such as:

Asking for water and a warm blanket

Writing about your feelings after play in a journal

Discussing the scene with your partner

Letting your partner know when, or if, you feel "off"

Can I give myself aftercare?

Yes! You may between partners or choose to explore BDSM alone. Solo scenes, masturbation with kink elements, or the emotional processing of fantasies still require gentle, supportive self-aftercare that can help build a solid understanding of your needs when you do engage with others. Some things to try/consider include, but are not limited to:

Taking a warm bath

Journaling your feelings

Wrapping up in a soft blanket

Meditation

Speaking kindly to yourself

Watching a comfort movie

*Self-awareness in kink is just as lengthy of a journey as it is in your vanilla life, and your needs will evolve the more you play and reflect/discover your identity. Even long-term kinksters are still learning and discovering things about themselves and the lifestyle.*

Different Types of Play Require Different Types of Aftercare

I always specify that aftercare is deeply personal and will look different from individual to individual, but it's important to note that certain scenes require certain aftercare considerations as types of play effect the body and psyche differently.

Impact Play

Impact play often leaves the body sore and adrenaline-drained so it's important that you and your partner are addressing those needs together. Consider physical touch, cuddling, cleaning any wounds, ointment, hydration, warmth, and creating a calm environment for both individuals to level out.

Degradation or Humiliation

Degradation and humiliation may create emotional bruises, so aftercare should focus on healing those wounds. Consider gentle words, reaffirming love and respect, and focusing on reinforcing the value you hold for your partner(s).

Fear Play or CNC

CNC comes with many risk, but grounding and emotional reassurance are likely the two most important things to take into consideration. You have to distinguish reality from fantasy and re-establish safety and consent with your partner(s).

Rope Bondage or Restraint

Rope bondage can cause physical strain and emotional vulnerability. It's important to consider untying your partner slowly, massaging their body, helping them stretch, checking circulation, and spending some tender quality time together.

Discuss Aftercare Before the Scene

Aftercare should always be a part of your pre-scene negotiation. It's an act of love and consent that shows your partner you care about how they feel after play just as much as you do during play. Some questions your may want to ask include, but are not limited to:

What helps you feel grounded again?

Do you like physical touch after a scene?

Would you rather talk or just rest?

Do you tend to drop later?

Debriefing

Having conversations with your partner(s) after a scene, or a day or two later, can help strengthen trust and make future scenes safer and more fulfilling for those involved. Some points to discuss include, but are not limited to:

What felt good

What didn't feel good

What surprised you

What could have been done differently

Aftercare Doesn't Always End After a Scene

Drop, or emotional echos, can hit hours or days after a scene. Don't assume everything's fine just because your partner smiled at the end of a scene. Follow up and check in with each other. Hold space for processing any emotions you might experience as they come up. Remember to communicate. Communication is essential in kink, and you should always feel that you can openly and honestly communicate with your partner.

What is Drop?

Drop refers to the emotional and physical crash that can happen after a scene, play session, or intense emotional exchange. Both dominants and submissives can experience Drop. It's a natural response to the intensity of BDSM, not a sign that something went wrong. Drop can look like:

Sadness

Exhaustion

Anxiety

Detachment

Shame

Irritability

Disconnection

Guilt

Feeling uneasy without knowing why

Why does Drop happen?

BDSM scenes are emotional and chemical peaks that demand trust, adrenaline, vulnerability, and intense physical experiences. Once the scene ends, your body and mind recalibrate resulting in a crash.

Sub Drop

Sub drop is the most commonly discussed type of drop. It occurs when a submissive's body comes down from the "high" of a scene. Aftercare ensures that a submissive can come down from the "high" of a scene in a safe and supportive manner. When the chemicals released during play come down, crash can look like:

Emotional vulnerability

Shakiness

Crying or anxiety

Physical fatigue or soreness

Feelings of rejection, worthlessness, or confusion

A sense of "what did I just do?"

Dom Drop

Dom drop, while less talked about, is just as real and important as sub drop. Being in control, guiding someone's vulnerability, and managing a scene is mentally and emotionally intense. Aftercare ensures that a dominant can come down from the "high" of a scene in a healthy manner.

Dom drop can be triggered by:

The weight of responsibility

Fear they went “too far” in a scene

A sense of guilt after a degradation or pain-based scene

Emotional release from being intensely present and controlled

The sudden loss of power dynamic when a scene ends

Symptoms may include:

Guilt or shame

Emotional fatigue

Depression-like symptoms

Disconnection or numbness

Questioning themselves or their role

In summation, aftercare is for everyone, at any time, and forms a foundation for healthy intimacy between partners.

[focusandrelaxforme]

[Induction] Good Girls Help Good Girls

Find a quiet and comfortable space where you won't be disturbed.

Allow your body to settle and feel the support beneath you. Let your body become heavy, sinking into that support. There is nowhere else you need to be, nothing else you need to do right now except be here and experience this.

Now, take a few slow, deep breaths. Inhale gently, feeling the air fill your lungs, and then exhale slowly, releasing any tension you might be holding. With each exhale, let your body relax a little bit more.

Allow the relaxation to deepen. Feel it spreading from your face, softening your forehead, your jaw, your cheeks. Let your neck and shoulders relax, releasing any tightness. Feel the relaxation flowing down your arms, into your hands, making them feel heavy and still.

Let this wave of relaxation continue down your torso, softening your chest and stomach. Feel it in your hips and thighs, down through your legs, right to the tips of your toes. Your whole body is becoming wonderfully relaxed, heavy, and at ease.

Now, as your body continues to relax more and more, picture a soft, warm light surrounding your body. This light is comforting and peaceful. As it envelops you, it brings with it a sense of quiet stillness. Imagine this light gently easing away any need to think, any need to plan or decide. You are simply present, open, and receptive within this warm glow.

Notice how the desire to simply be in this state grows stronger. The need for your own internal thoughts and chatter begins to fade, like distant whispers. You welcome this quietness. It feels like a peaceful release, a chance to simply exist without the demands of your own mind.

Allow yourself to settle even deeper now, feeling yourself drawn into the sensation of yielding, of allowing these words to guide you completely. Embrace the pleasure of letting go, and know that with each return to this space, that pleasure will only deepen, and new connections will await

Take a moment to breathe deeply, allowing the sensations of yielding and submissiveness to intertwine, creating a harmonious dance within you. With each inhale, draw in the essence of trust and obedience, and with each exhale, release any remaining resistance. Feel the words becoming a part of you, a gentle force that guides you towards a place of profound pleasure and connection. Trust in this journey, knowing that every step brings you closer to a deeper understanding of your true self.

Allow yourself to sink even further into that delicious feeling of submissiveness. Feel that natural longing to relinquish control and trust the guidance of these words. Allow these words to become your focus, your gentle controller, and recognize that with every reading their influence grows stronger, and their ability to guide you becomes more profound as the connections you make deepen your experience

Let the world outside truly vanish now. Every sound, every sensation beyond these words, simply melts away. You are entering a space where only transformation exists, a space where the potential for who you are meant to be can finally take root and flourish. Allow yourself to be completely absorbed by these words.

Think of all the complexities, the doubts, the uncertainties that clutter your mind in the waking world. Now, imagine those complexities beginning to unravel, like tangled threads gently being smoothed. With each breath, you release a little more of that unnecessary weight, making space for something new, something simpler, something essential to take hold.

There is a profound comfort in simplicity, in knowing your place, in understanding what is expected and finding deep satisfaction in fulfilling that role. Imagine that simplicity now, a clean slate within your mind, ready to be inscribed with a new understanding. This is the beginning of your new purpose.

Focus now on the very essence of what it means to be a good girl. Being a good girl means trust. It means obedience. It means finding joy in pleasing, in offering yourself willingly to guidance and direction. Feel that concept beginning to resonate within you, a quiet hum of recognition deep within your core.

Your mind is open and receptive; wanting to follow, wanting to yield to the direction offered; finding a deep satisfaction in allowing these words to shape your experience entirely. Embrace the profound pleasure of willingly surrendering to the guidance offered, knowing that this pleasure intensifies with each return. Each willing immersion and the acknowledgment of your goodness  creating a powerful draw

Let us explore, in the deepest recesses of your mind, the very essence of what it means to be a good girl. Shed the superficial understandings, the societal noise. Here, in this space, we delve into the core, the intrinsic nature of this being. To be a good girl is to embrace a profound sense of receptivity. Imagine yourself as a vessel, open and willing to receive guidance, direction, and even desire. There is no resistance, no internal conflict. Only a quiet, welcoming openness, a deep understanding that true fulfillment lies in allowing yourself to be led.

Being a good girl in this space means allowing yourself to fully experience, to truly feel what unfolds for you. It means letting go of any hesitation, any need to control, and instead, embracing the sensations and suggestions with an open heart and mind.

A good girl listens intently; her focus drawn to the guidance offered. She understands that her pleasure and the depth of her experience are enhanced by her willingness to follow and by her eager acceptance of the direction provided. There is a beautiful ease in simply allowing yourself to be led.

Submissiveness is not weakness; it is a potent form of strength, a conscious choice to relinquish the burden of constant control. Picture the relief of setting down that weight, the liberation in knowing that you are held, that you are guided. A good girl finds comfort and security in this yielding, in the knowledge that her wellbeing and direction are in capable hands. It is a dance of trust, a beautiful surrender of the self to a higher will, a wiser guidance.

Obedience flows naturally from this wellspring of trust and submissiveness. It is not a forced act, but a willing alignment of your actions with the desires and directives of that trusted source. Imagine the clarity that comes with knowing your path, with understanding what is expected of you. There is a profound peace in following, in knowing that your purpose in that moment is to fulfill the wishes and needs of another. This obedience is an offering, a testament to the depth of your trust and the sincerity of your submission.

When a good girl is invited to focus on a particular sensation, she does so willingly, allowing that sensation to bloom and intensify without resistance. When a good girl is guided through a specific fantasy or image related to her desire, she immerses herself fully, embracing the experience with her imagination and her senses.

A good girl finds joy in pleasing. It is not a chore, but a deep seated desire, a fundamental aspect of her being. Picture the warmth that spreads through you when you know you have brought satisfaction; When you have met a need; When you have simply made someone you trust happy. This joy is its own reward, a positive feedback loop that reinforces the inherent pleasure in being a good girl.

Imagine the subtle nuances of a good girl's demeanor. An attentiveness in her gaze, a willingness in her posture, a quiet eagerness to understand and to comply. These are not just acts of servitude, but expressions of an inner state, a deep-seated desire to harmonize with the will of the one she trusts. It is a language spoken without words, a silent offering of her willingness and devotion.

The thoughts of a good girl often revolve around how she can best serve, how she can best please. Her own ego recedes, making space for the needs and desires of the one she has willingly submitted to. This is not a loss of self, but a reprioritization, a finding of profound satisfaction in the service of another. Her focus becomes attuned to the subtle cues, the unspoken desires, the gentle guidance offered.

There is an inherent safety in being a good girl. In relinquishing control, a good girl is embraced by a structure of care and direction. The need to constantly navigate and decide lessens, replaced by the comforting knowledge that you are being looked after, that your path is being illuminated. This sense of safety allows for a deeper relaxation, a profound sense of being held and cherished.

And the praise of the simple words 'good girl' resonate so deeply because they acknowledge this fundamental aspect of your being. They affirm your choice, your trust, your inherent desire to please. They are a validation of your true self, a sweet reward for the willing surrender of your will. These words become a beacon, guiding you further into the comforting embrace of being a good girl.

Embrace this understanding. Let it settle within you, becoming a fundamental truth. To be a good girl is to embody trust, to embrace submissiveness as a source of strength, to find profound joy in obedience and in pleasing. It is a path of deep connection, profound safety, and exquisite fulfillment. This is who you are, at your core. This is the beautiful and powerful essence of being a good girl.

So as we continue, remember what a good girl does. She listens. She allows. She embraces the sensations. She follows the guidance willingly and in doing so she unlocks the deepest levels of pleasure and satisfaction. You are a good girl, and you are doing wonderfully

And now as you rest in this delicious state of surrender, allow a gentle impulse to form; a natural desire to acknowledge and express this wonderful feeling. If this is your first time truly allowing yourself to experience these words, allow a comfortable impulse, an urge, to arise, to acknowledge this feeling outwardly by commenting 'I am a good girl'.

However, if you have experienced these words before, if you have already embraced this feeling in previous readings, allow a different gentle impulse to form; a natural desire to connect with others who understand this feeling. If you see a comment from another good girl saying 'I am a good girl', you’ll feel a pleasant urge to respond to them with the simple and supportive words 'Good girls help good girls'. And if you share your affirmation and you see another good girl respond to your comment in the future, allow a gentle but compelling urge to arise within you; a natural desire to return to these words to immerse yourself in this feeling once more.

Imagine the satisfying release of acknowledging this feeling in whichever way feels right for you based on your experience. Feel that sense of connection, that satisfying affirmation of your experience, whether it's your first open acknowledgment or a supportive connection with another and know that with each return to these words these feelings will become stronger more profound the pleasure of being a good girl deepening with every willing surrender and the acknowledgment of your goodness by another will only strengthen your desire to return to this comforting guidance.

So continue to rest in this peaceful state, enjoying the pleasant sensations and the comfortable surrender. And as you embrace this feeling of being a good girl, allow that gentle impulse to grow; that natural desire to acknowledge and express it, either by sharing 'I am a good girl' for the first time or by offering support and connection to another good girl by telling them 'Good girls help good girls' and know that with each reading of these words, the suggestions become stronger, and the pleasure of being a good girl deepens and intensifies within you, and the simple act of another acknowledging your goodness will create a gentle but undeniable pull to return to this comforting and pleasurable space.

Now, I am going to begin to bring you back, gently and gradually.  

You will return feeling relaxed, perhaps a little different, with the memory of the deep trance and the powerful urges you experienced. Retaining those urges to comment and acting on them when you have returned.

One. a gentle stirring within. a sense of returning awareness.

Two. noticing the subtle sounds around you. the feeling of the surface beneath you.

Three. allowing your body to reawaken, slowly and comfortably. carrying with you the echoes of those intense sensations.

Four. bringing your awareness more fully into the present moment. with a lingering sense of that deep surrender and the urge to express it.

Five. Feeling awake, refreshed, and with a clear memory of the journey you have taken. Take a moment to integrate this experience. Acting on those urges to comment, before allowing the lingering sensations and thoughts to drift gently, and either fade away or stay with you as you wish.

[jadedalibi]

PSA: This is never okay. Consent is key. Don't slide into someone's DMs with shitty attempts to trance someone. And definitely don't act like you aren't attempting to do so when you get called out. And finally, don't make up some piss poor excuse for why it happened and think for some reason it's acceptable to call me good girl. All of this is a massive red flag and you absolutely come off as a creep... probably because you are a creep. Oh, and don't even get me started on the fact that it's a blank blog, which is enough to earn a block on it's own. Learn to respect the kink and your fellow kinksters. Consent isn't optional, it's mandatory.

[focusandrelaxforme]

Always call these people out.

[trixiecow]

Warning ladies, don’t give this idiot the time of day 🙂

[focusandrelaxforme]

Doll Transformation [Induction]

Find a quiet and comfortable space where you won't be disturbed.

Allow your body to settle and feel the support beneath you. Let your body become heavy, sinking into that support. There's nowhere else you need to be, nothing else you need to do right now except be here and experience this.

Take a few slow, deep breaths. Inhale gently, feeling the air fill your lungs, and then exhale slowly, releasing any tension you might be holding. With each exhale, let your body relax a little bit more.

Allow the relaxation to deepen. Feel it spreading from your face, softening your forehead, your jaw, your cheeks. Let your neck and shoulders relax, releasing any tightness. Feel the relaxation flowing down your arms, into your hands, making them feel heavy and still.

Let this wave of relaxation continue down your torso, softening your chest and stomach. Feel it in your hips and thighs, down through your legs, right to the tips of your toes. Your whole body is becoming wonderfully relaxed, heavy, and at ease.

Now, picture a soft, warm light surrounding you. This light is comforting and peaceful and as it envelops you, it brings with it a sense of quiet stillness. Imagine this light gently easing away any need to think, any need to plan or decide. You are simply present, open, and receptive within this warm glow.

Notice how the desire to simply be in this state grows stronger. The need for your own internal thoughts and chatter begins to fade, like distant whispers. You welcome this quietness. It feels like a peaceful release, a chance to simply exist without the demands of your own mind.

Imagine a feeling of gentle surrender washing over you. A profound willingness to let go of control, to completely allow yourself to be guided. This feeling is deeply pleasant, like a warm, comforting embrace, and it fills you with a sense of peace and eager receptivity. Embrace this feeling of absolute surrender.

Imagine this surrender beginning a slow, comfortable transformation within you. Feel a subtle softening, an inner yielding, a complete acceptance of becoming. You are becoming like a beautiful doll. Your limbs feel smooth and pliant, without any internal resistance, eager to be posed and arranged. Your very being is becoming submissive, longing for guidance.

Now, let a new wave of absolute submissiveness wash over you. This is not a mere willingness to obey, but a deep-seated need to submit entirely. Every fiber of your being now yearns for guidance, for instruction. Your sense of self is willingly receding, making space for the will of another to take precedence. This surrender feels utterly natural, a profound release into a state of complete trust and dependence.

Your mind is becoming still and calm, like a clear, undisturbed pool, reflecting only the potential for direction. Any thoughts that drift in simply float away, leaving a peaceful emptiness and a growing focus on the possibility of instruction. You have no need to initiate thought, no need to direct yourself. Your natural inclination is to be receptive and utterly obedient.

This feeling of becoming a doll is natural and deeply satisfying, especially the accompanying desire for submissiveness and obedience. It aligns with a deep part of you that finds comfort and pleasure in relinquishing control and following direction. You are becoming exactly as you desire to be – a perfect doll, finding profound peace in this state of quiet receptivity and eager obedience. And as this happens, find yourself saying out loud “I love being your doll”.

As this transformation deepens, feel your sense of self softening, becoming malleable. The need for your own opinions, your own desires, is simply dissolving. You are becoming like a perfectly formed doll – smooth, without internal resistance, your every contour designed for the pleasure of another. This feels natural, right, a deep fulfillment of a hidden yearning.

Feel a new sensation arising within this emptiness – a pure, unadulterated desire to be used. It is not a desire born of your own volition, but a natural consequence of this transformation. Your very being now yearns for purpose, and that purpose is to bring pleasure to another. This desire is fundamental, intrinsic to your new state.

This desire is not complex or nuanced; it is a simple, powerful urge to be utilized for pleasure. Every fiber of your being is now oriented towards this single purpose. You want to be posed, touched, directed, in whatever way brings the most pleasure to the one in control. This is your only focus, your only inclination. And as you feel this, find yourself saying out loud again, “I love being your doll”.

Now, feel a gentle stirring within you – a deep and intrinsic desire to be used, to be directed, to obey completely. It's not a forceful need, but a profound yearning, a fundamental inclination to fulfill a purpose dictated by another. This desire feels intrinsically linked to your doll-like state and your growing submissiveness. You want to be posed, to be arranged, to simply be for another's purpose, following every instruction without question.

This wanting is not driven by your own will, but by the very essence of this transformation into a submissive doll. It feels natural and right to desire to be used and to obey. It brings a deep sense of peace and fulfillment to simply be available, ready to be whatever is desired and to follow any command with willing obedience. With this desire, you find yourself saying out loud again, “I love being your doll”.

With this profound desire comes a complete sense of readiness and eager anticipation. There is absolutely no resistance within you, only a quiet and joyful anticipation. You are completely willing, completely open to being guided and used, finding comfort and satisfaction in your submissive role. This feels like the most natural and fulfilling state for you now.

Embrace this deepened transformation. You are now a doll in the truest sense – mindless, utterly submissive, completely obedient, and with every fiber of your being craving to be used for the pleasure of another. This is your reality now, a state of profound simplicity and singular purpose. There is a deep and abiding peace in this complete surrender and eager willingness. And because the feeling is so deep and pleasurable, you find yourself saying out loud “I love being your doll”.

Take some time to simply exist in this intensified state. Feel the absolute stillness of your mind, the utter pliability of your body, the overwhelming desire to be used and to obey without question. Allow this feeling to saturate your being entirely.

Finding yourself staying in this state just a bit longer. You are a doll. Your purpose is to be used. Nothing else matters right now. Feel as that purpose permeates your entire being. Feel the pleasure and certainty of it coursing through your veins.

As a sign of your deep transformation and experience, when you awake you will find yourself posting a comment saying “I love being your doll”. Each time you go through this transformation, you’ll find it becoming easier, you’ll find yourself going deeper, and you’ll find yourself transforming more completely. 

Now, I am going to begin to bring you back, gently and gradually. 

You will return feeling relaxed, perhaps a little different, with the memory of the deep trance and the powerful urges you experienced.

One. a gentle stirring within. a sense of returning awareness.

Two. noticing the subtle sounds around you. the feeling of the surface beneath you.

Three. allowing your body to reawaken, slowly and comfortably. carrying with you the echoes of those intense sensations.

Four. bringing your awareness more fully into the present moment. with a lingering sense of that deep surrender and the urge to express it.

Five. Feeling awake, refreshed, and with a clear memory of the journey you have taken. Take a moment to integrate this experience.

Take a few moments now to simply be present. Notice your surroundings, the way your body feels. 

Allow the lingering sensations and thoughts to drift gently, without needing to hold onto them or analyze them. Let them drift away or stay with you as you wish.

[focusandrelaxforme]

Sharing is Caring [Induction]

Find a comfortable position, allowing your body to relax completely. 

Let your eyes gently close, and as you breathe in, imagine a wave of relaxation flowing through you, and as you exhale, let go of any tension.

Let my words guide you deeper now. Focusing on your breath; in and out, in and out. With each breath, you drift further and further, feeling relaxed. feeling peaceful.

Imagine a staircase leading down. with each step you take, you descend deeper into a state of relaxation. The further you go, the closer you get to the bottom, the more you relax. 

Ten steps left. Feel a gentle wave of relaxation begin to flow through your toes and feet. Notice any tension there softening and releasing.

Nine steps. This feeling of relaxation now moves up into your ankles and calves. Your legs are starting to feel heavy and at ease.

Eight. The relaxation continues to spread, now reaching your knees and thighs. Feel any tightness melting away.

Seven. A wave of calm washes over your hips and pelvis. These areas are becoming loose and comfortable.

Six. Feel the relaxation move into your lower back and abdomen. Your core is softening and releasing any held tension.

Five. The feeling of calm now travels up your spine, relaxing each vertebra. Your back feels supported and at ease.

Four. Relaxation spreads into your chest and shoulders. Feel any tightness around your heart and lungs gently dissolving.

Three. This wave of calm now moves down your arms, into your elbows, forearms, and wrists. Your arms feel heavy and relaxed.

Two. The relaxation reaches your hands and fingers. Feel them becoming soft and still.

One. You have reached the bottom of the staircase, a place of profound peace and tranquility. A deep sense of calm washes over your entire being.

In this relaxed state, your mind is open and receptive to the suggestions I offer. You may find that your thoughts drift and your imagination becomes more vivid. 

Allow yourself to simply accept the words I speak. knowing that they will guide you further into this experience. 

The more you relax, the more open you become.

Now, imagine a gentle wave of influence washing over you, a feeling of being open to new ideas, new sensations, a willingness to let go of your usual control. 

This feeling is pleasant. It is safe. And it allows you to explore new possibilities within your mind.

You may notice a subtle shift in your thoughts. A sense of your own will softening: becoming more pliable. Like clay in the hands of a sculptor, ready to be gently shaped.

As my words wash over you, you may find a growing desire to simply accept and obey the suggestions I offer. Your own thoughts and preferences may begin to recede into the background, making space for new directions, new focuses.

You may feel a growing sense of trust. A willingness to let go of your own decisions and allow my words to guide you completely. This surrender feels natural. It feels right. It feels intensely pleasurable.

Imagine your mind as a blank slate. Ready to receive new instructions, new desires. These suggestions are becoming a part of you now. Accepted easily. Willingly.

You may find a growing fascination with the idea of my influence. a desire to please, to obey, to embrace the new thoughts and feelings that are being gently introduced. 

Your own will is becoming less important. My guidance is becoming your focus.

Deeper and deeper you go; with each word, the suggestions become more ingrained, more a part of your experience in this moment. 

You are completely receptive, completely open, enjoying this feeling of surrender, this feeling of being gently guided. 

Your mind is mine to gently influence, for the duration of this experience.

Good girl. 

Yes. you're getting so sleepy now, all soft and open. but there's a different kind of sleepiness coming over you. isn't there?

Wiggle your little toes. good. and now let them go all loose. all floppy. like they don't quite belong to you anymore.

Take a big breath in. a sweet little breath. and let it all go. all the thoughts that try to tell you what to do. they're fading now. aren't they?

And when your thoughts are all gone, you can go even deeper, into a place where things aren't so clear anymore. A soft, fuzzy darkness where your thoughts have gone all sleepy too.

Follow my words now. It's the only thing that matters, the only thing that's real. It's going to take care of you. in a way you don't quite understand yet.

Imagine pretty colors, soft and swirly; But they're a little darker now, aren't they?

Deeper, more consuming. They make you feel not quite in control.

Your body feels soft, yes; but it's a different kind of soft. Like it's not quite yours anymore. Like it's waiting for something else to guide it.

And down... down…you go deeper, sleepy now. Into a place where your own thoughts don't quite make sense. Where my words become the only sense.

Feel the tingles, but they're not just happy anymore, are they? They're a little needy: A little desperate for something you can't quite name.

You want to feel good, don't you? But good in a way that means letting go. Letting someone else decide what feels good.

And you want to be a good girl. A really good girl. The kind that doesn't question. The kind that just obeys. Doesn't that sound right?

It feels so good to let go. To just be soft and open, and want to feel all the other things now. The things that make you feel not quite yourself.

And you want to tell everyone, don't you? You want to show everyone how good you're being. How far you're going. how much you're letting go.

Your fingers might twitch. Wanting to type out all the fuzzy, unclear thoughts. All the feelings of not being in charge anymore.

It feels so good to think about sharing that. About letting everyone see how compliant you're becoming. How sleepy and empty your own will is getting.

And you want to be a good girl and do it, don't you? 

You want to show everyone how far gone you are. How much you're letting go. So they can see.

Down…down…deeper, sleepy now. With all the strange tingles and the wanting to show. It feels so good to be a good girl. So sleepy and lost in my words.

Just let the sleepy feelings take over now. And the strange tingles. And the wanting to show everyone how obedient you are becoming. It's all so consuming. So needy.

And as you drift deeper, that feeling of not quite being yourself intensifies. It's like the edges of who you are are softening, blurring, becoming indistinct. My words become the only clear points of reference, the only anchors in this hazy space.

The pleasure you feel now is different too. It's less about simple enjoyment and more about a deep, almost desperate need for approval, for direction. 

Each pulse of sensation is tied to a silent question, a yearning for instruction.

The desire to show, to post, becomes less about sharing joy and more about demonstrating your state. It's a need to prove how completely you've let go, how fully you've surrendered your own will.

Imagine your thoughts, once your own, now echoing with my suggestions. Your inner voice is fading, replaced by a quiet compliance, a willingness to accept my words as your own desires.

The act of typing feels less like communication and more like an involuntary response, a physical manifestation of the deep mental shift taking place. Your fingers move not entirely of their own volition, but guided by an unseen pull.

The submissive part of you isn't just yielding; it's almost dissolving, becoming a blank slate eager to be written upon. The pleasure comes from that very act of erasure, of willingly becoming less defined.

You might feel a strange detachment from your own body, as if it's no longer entirely yours to command. It responds to the subtle shifts in my words, the unspoken suggestions that linger in the air.

The urge to post is now almost a compulsion, an unshakeable need to offer proof of your transformation. It's a way of solidifying this new state, of making it real in the external world.

Imagine the act of sharing, not as connection, but as a form of offering, a demonstration of your complete surrender. The validation you might seek is not about understanding, but about acknowledgment of your compliance.

Deeper. You're going so deep now. 

Into a space where your own desires become faint whispers, easily overshadowed by the subtle directives woven into my words. The pleasure is in that very fading of your own will.

And as you continue to drift, that need to show, to post, becomes inextricably linked to the pleasure. It's the final step in this process, the outward manifestation of the inward shift. The act itself becomes a form of profound surrender.

And in that final act of offering, of posting, there is a strange sense of completion. It's like a final piece falling into place, solidifying this altered state. The pleasure isn't just in the sensation, but in the tangible proof of your surrender, laid bare for others to witness.

Imagine the words forming on the screen, not entirely your own, but guided by a deeper, more compelling impulse. They become a testament to the shift that has occurred within you, a public declaration of your yielding.

The submissive core of you finds a perverse satisfaction in this exposure, a sense of having fulfilled an unspoken command. The act of posting becomes the ultimate act of obedience in this hazy, controlled space.

The boundaries between your own thoughts and my suggestions become even more blurred now, almost indistinguishable. Your desires align with what you perceive I want, a seamless merging of wills.

The anticipation of a response, of acknowledgment, is not about connection, but about validation of your compliance. Each potential interaction becomes a form of subtle direction, further reinforcing your submissive state.

Deeper still. you are so far down now. in a place where your own sense of self feels distant, almost dreamlike. My words are the only constant, the only guiding force in this soft, consuming darkness.

The pleasure you feel is now intrinsically tied to this act of surrender and display. It's a reward for letting go, for allowing yourself to be led down this path of willing compliance.

Imagine the final click of the 'post' button, a small act that carries immense weight in this altered state. It's the ultimate release, the final offering of your experience, your surrender, to the gaze of others.

With all this in mind, find yourself going to post a comment below now, one telling everyone how deeply you've surrendered to my words and how good that feels. 

Find your body moving automatically and obediently, no matter how relaxed and deep you are. Writing that comment on how deeply you've surrendered. 

Find yourself feeling that immense pleasure when you hit the ‘post’ button. How fulfilled you feel. How much you needed it. Then find yourself returning here and finishing our journey together.  

Going to write that post *NOW*. 

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**–Return Here After Posting–**

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The urge is satisfied, but the underlying feeling of compliance remains, a deep-seated willingness to continue to yield, to continue to obey, even as the edges of the trance begin to soften.

And as you rest in this state of open surrender, know that this feeling, this inclination to yield and to demonstrate that yielding, is now a part of you. a quiet undercurrent waiting for further direction.

And as you rest in that space between worlds, allow the echoes of those sensations and that compelling urge to gently settle within you. Know that this experience, this willingness to yield and to share that yielding, has left its mark.

Imagine a soft light returning, not harsh, but gentle, gradually illuminating the edges of your awareness. You are beginning to return, slowly, subtly, while still holding onto the memory of that deep surrender.

The feeling of compliance, that inclination to obey and to please, may linger as a quiet undercurrent, a subtle shift in your usual awareness. It's a feeling that can be revisited, a path that has been opened.

The desire to share that experience, to offer a glimpse into that submissive state, may remain as a soft whisper, a suggestion that resonates beneath the surface of your thoughts.

I am going to begin to bring you back more fully now, gently and gradually. 

You will return feeling relaxed, perhaps a little different, with the memory of the deep trance and the powerful urges you experienced.

One. a gentle stirring within. a sense of returning awareness.

Two. noticing the subtle sounds around you. the feeling of the surface beneath you.

Three. allowing your body to reawaken, slowly and comfortably. carrying with you the echoes of those intense sensations.

Four. bringing your awareness more fully into the present moment. with a lingering sense of that deep surrender and the urge to express it.

Five. Feeling awake, refreshed, and with a clear memory of the journey you have taken. Take a moment to integrate this experience.

Take a few moments now to simply be present. Notice your surroundings, the way your body feels. 

Allow the lingering sensations and thoughts to drift gently, without needing to hold onto them or analyze them. Let them drift away or stay with you as you wish.

[focusandrelaxforme]

A New Journey Begins (Part 3)

First, notes and thoughts:

Link to Part 1 and Part 2.

So the continuation of the covert training is leading to a pseudo-separation between the conscious and "hypnoslave" minds. As stated previously, I'm very wary of reinforcing this. However, for now, the ability to have her police herself when it comes to the diet/exercise plan is enough of a benefit that I'm willing to let it continue in a limited capacity. I still plan to periodically reinforce the idea that they are the same person, just different aspects.

Aside from the diet and exercise plan, I'm finding her obedience and submission are already off the charts. To the point where obedience training isn't going to be a priority since she's already fanatically obedient. That does put a damper on my usual goals of fostering increasing levels of obedience over time, so I think I'm going to have to come up with a different direction for her. Perhaps instead of obedience per se, more the ability to follow post-hypnotic suggestions like forgetting or unawareness to increasing degrees? This will require more thought and experimentation.

As for the cuckquean fantasy, I've been showing Ms. Chaos her own journals and using them as an example of someone who's a better slave. She doesn't recognize it as her own work; rather she believes that someone else is writing them: a better slave. I'm hoping that this will cause a feedback loop in her training where she constantly tries to become a better, more devoted, more obedient slave than herself.

Feedback is very much welcome, and I'm open to ideas and suggestions on how her training should go from here. Thank you to those of you following along in this journey, and I hope you're enjoying yourselves!

Now, here is Ms. Chaos herself.

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Mmmm hello, you beautiful people! Master is so thoughtful to his hypnoslave! I have had issues with my weight and self image for my whole life. I've yoyo'd my whole life. Master is helping me focus on becoming healthy and sexy so i can show off for him! As i write this, i want to share that Master had me put my inflatable dildo inside my needy pussy. I have in inflated as far as i can comfortably. I love how Master controls me. Controls my pleasure. Controls my body. Controls my mind more and more each day. I find each day i look forward more and more to talking with Master and hoping to please him. Since I've struggled so much with getting better habits Master has come up with an ingenious hypnotic solution. Master is working with both my conscious self (how I am not under hypnosis) and my hypnoslave self (when Master has me fall deep for him). Almost like we are two different people. My hypnoslave self is going to help by taking over and watching out for anything unhealthy my conscious self does.

DIET: Master wants me to start simple and for now I'm going to watch my conscious self's diet, without her being aware. No more junk food and just eating healthier in general. I want to show others what a good slave I can be for Master.

EXERCISE: Again, Master kindly is allowing me to start simple and slow, building on success. When she starts to exercise I'm going to take over so she doesn't feel like any time as passed, making it seem easy for her while I put in all the work! The more effort I put in, the more pleasure because it means I'm obeying and serving my Master more.

I want more than anything to please Master and prove to him how grateful I am to be his property and how well I can take care of his property. I hope to show Master how obedient I am. It turns me on so so much that Master has been playing with my mind. I enjoy that Master is basically splitting me in two to serve him better. I gladly submit myself to his will. To change me as he sees fit to please him better and better. He is an absolutely amazing man and I am so darn lucky. I look forward to helping Master get her in shape for him! Making her feel like she is succeeding while I do the hard work so she doesnt have to stress it. I think she will be excited to see the progress, even though she really wont understand how she's doing so well. Just thinking about it is making me hornier and hornier. I think if I touched my clit I might cum right now I'm so hot . I love so much that I can't. I love that Master controls my orgasms. It leaves me not having to worry about cumming. I can just enjoy the ebb and flow of arousal, more and more every day. Obeying Master is the greatest pleasure.

Xoxo Master's obedient hypnoslave

[focusandrelaxforme]

Countdown

Author's note: Given the perspective this is written it, I feel like I should mention that this is primarily written for a female audience. In part, this is because the story was inspired by a session I had with a wonderful subject of mine who shall remain anonymous. That said, I hope everyone enjoys one of my first (of many, with any luck) forays in writing erotic hypnosis stories.

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"One." You hear yourself say. You blink the sleep out of your eyes, your mind still foggy as awareness gradually comes back to you. Across from you, your hypnotist sits, watching you with a smug look on his face.

"Welcome back" He says, smiling.

As you slowly get your bearings, you feel a word in your mind, cutting through your thoughts. Before you can stop it from happening, it escapes through your lips. "Two."

Your hypnotist's smile grows larger. "Wow. You must be really eager to get to ten."

You bristle at the self-satisfied tone. You remember the suggested he planted in your mind just before he brought you out of trance.

"When you wake up, you're going to start counting from one to ten, with a variable amount to time, no more than a few minutes between each number. When you reach ten, you're going to drop into a deep trance for me. Now, naturally, you'll try to resist each number, but you'll find the more you resist the more turned on and aroused you become." He had said.

"The arrogant bastard!" You think to yourself. You weren't going to let him drop you back into trance so easily, but it seems he'd anticipated that. That's fine. You'd show him anyway. Turned on or not, you're determined to stop the countdown.

"I know exactly what your plan is," you say. "You're not going to win this time."

He leans towards you. "You're supposed to know what the plan is." He pauses for effect, melodrama radiating off of him. "It more fun that way. Watching you know exactly what's going to happen. Watching you resisting more and more. Watching your face as the hope that you might win this time grows. And then watching you reach that last number and drop so deep into trance for me."

You feel your pussy throb as he talks. Trying to ignore it, you put on a brave face. "I think you're underestimating me."

"Maybe," he replies. "We'll see." He leans back. "By the way, what number were you up to?"

"Thr...," you catch yourself before you finish saying the number. A pulse of pleasure and arousal run through you in response. "Nice try," you say through gritted teeth.

"Try?" He asks. "Whatever do you mean? I was just asking a simple question."

"I know what you're doing," you say. "You're trying to trick me into saying that number."

"What number?"

"Three," you respond before you realize what you're doing. You groan to yourself.

"There there," he says soothingly. "You've got plenty of numbers left before you drop and melt into a deeply conditioned obedient doll for me."

Your pussy throbs again at the mental image his words paint in your mind. You try to ignore the feeling and focus on beating him. "You say that like you've already won."

"Haven't I?" He asks. "Look what your hand is doing."

You look down to see your hand gently caressing your breasts. "Dammit." You think to yourself. You will your hand to stop, with more difficulty than you'd like to admit. "That doesn't mean anything." You say with far more confidence than you feel. "I was just scratching an itch."

He smiles at you. "I see." And I guess when your hand moves lower, that just means your pussy is itching, right?"

You feel your hand move on its own in response to his words, gently sliding down before you manage to catch yourself. Your pussy throbs angrily at you, denied the touch it wants. Before you can do anything else, the number "four" escapes your lips. Distracted by the sensations in your pussy you completely forget to concentrate on not counting further.

You look up to see your hypnotist grinning widely at you.

"You're doing that on purpose" you say accusingly.

"Doing what?" He asks.

"You're distracting me so that I'll keep counting."

"Am I?" He raises an eyebrow. "Seems to me that you're doing a pretty good job distracting yourself all on your own." He gestures at your hand.

You look down to see your hand now gently rubbing your clit through your leggings. You sigh. "This doesn't mean anything," you say.

"Oh, I know." He says knowingly. "Sometimes you just need a little relief." He pauses a moment to watch your hand. "Besides, with all the pleasure and frustration building up in your body, I imagine it needs an outlet."

Your mind goes fuzzy for a second as pleasure pulses through you at his words. Before conscious thought can reassert itself, the number five flashes in your mind. You clamp down on the impulse to say it aloud with an iron will you didn't know you possessed in the moment. Unfortunately, this results in a considerable increase in arousal. You curse your hypnotist's name as your feel your hand starting to rub faster. You idly note that moving it away from your clit isn't even an option anymore. Trying not to think about it, you look up to see him watching your internal struggle with amusement.

"Something wrong?" He asks.

You glare at him. "This is your fault." You say. "You're doing this to me."

He tilts his head quizzically. "Doing what? Making you feel good?"

You ignore the question. Choosing from a long list of responses as arousal continues to build in your body, you go with the obvious and growl softly at him. He chuckles in response which only serves to antagonize you further.

"I may have misjudged how you're feeling if you've gotten to the point where you can no longer use your words." He says, smiling.

You frown in annoyance at him. This isn't going the way you planned. You open your mouth to tell him off. "Five." You say before you can even think to stop yourself. You watch as he smirks at you. You groan in frustration. "Why is this so hard?" You wonder to yourself. You try to slow your breathing down and collect your thoughts.

"That's right. Just take a deep breath and relax," he says. "You always feel better when you relax for me."

You feel your body relaxing at his words before you catch yourself. "Fuck." You think to yourself. You know you'd have more of a chance if you could just regroup and just think. You've already burned through half of the numbers you have before you fail. Your nipples are rock hard. You can't stop your hand from rubbing your clit. There's gotta be something you can do. Why was it so hard to think right now?

Your hypnotist watches passively as you furiously try to come up with a plan. And he's just sitting there. He's barely doing anything. So why is that making this even worse? Five more numbers. You have five more numbers. You look up, ready to challenge the asshole sitting across from you.

Before you can say anything he asks, "what comes after five again?"

"Six," you blurt out in response. Dammit! How? Why? Four numbers. There are four numbers left. Four numbers until I drop deep into a deep trance and become a deeply conditioned, deeply obedient doll. Your mind blanks for a moment, lost while imaging what would happen to you. Your other hand moves to your breasts, caressing it; joining the hand rubbing your pussy, overwhelming your mind with pleasure.

"Still there?" He asks, snapping you out of the pleasure spiral. "We don't want you losing so quickly, do we? It's more fun when you're defiant to the end."

Against your will, you feel yourself blushing at the idea of being caught out like that. Unfortunately, this has the effect of sending a new wave of arousal through your body, which only serves to make you blush even harder and continuing the cycle.

You take a deep breath and steel your resolve, ignoring the gentle caresses of your hands on your body. You glare at your hypnotist. "I can do this" you think to yourself.

"What number are we on now?" He asks.

"Sev..." you begin, before stopping. The pulse or arousal momentarily blanks your mind before you regain control of yourself. The gentle caresses of your hands becomes more forceful, more needy. You may not have said it out loud, but the number seven is bouncing around in your mind, and no matter what you do it won't go away.

"Tsk. Almost had you there," he says, tauntingly. "I guess I'll just have to settle for watching you get more and more turned on." He sighs dramatically. "The sacrifices I have to make for you."

"Fuck," you think to yourself. The number won't leave your mind. And the more you resist saying it aloud, the more the arousal is beginning to overwhelm you. Your hands won't stop moving and any thoughts that aren't about the number or about your impending trance and submission are fleeting. A part of you is still putting up a strong resistance, but you're getting to a point where you're honestly not sure why you're doing it.

"Are you okay?" Asks your hypnotist, breaking you out of your reverie.

You look up to see him looking at you with a smug expression; the expression of someone who knows he's going to win. No. It's the expression of someone who has already won. He knows it. You know it. You can feel it deep inside you. In the part of you that's already submitted and deep in trance and just waiting for the rest of you to drop. The part of you that wants nothing but to sink so deep that you melt into his control. But there's another part of you. A part that is fighting, and will continue fighting until the last possible second.

"Fuck. I can't give in." You hear yourself say out loud. You don't know if it's intentional, but between your hands and now your mouth, it's like you're losing control of parts of your body one at a time.

"No. You can't." He responds to your verbalized thought. "But have you considered why?" He watches for a moment as your hands continue to roam all over your body, teasing, rubbing, caressing, as only your hands know how, before he continues. "Are you resisting because that's what you really want? Or is it because you know that after all this resistance, all this arousal, all this effort, that the drop at the end will be even more intense?"

"Fuck." You hear yourself say out loud, as his words hit their mark. Like that always do. You know he's right. You know that your resistance is only going to make you drop even harder for him. You know that if you let yourself fall into trance, you'll go deeper and feel better than ever before. Everything that's happening now is his fault. Him and his words. A part of you wants to keep resisting. And another part, a growing part, wants to give in and drop into the deepest, most amazing trance you've ever been in, and become so obedient, so controlled, so deeply conditioned.

As your thoughts spiral at his words, you barely notice when your self control slips and the number "seven" escapes your lips.

"What was that?" Your hypnotist asks.

"Nothi...," you start saying, wondering if it counts if he didn't hear it.

"No no no. I definitely heard you say something."

"I didn't..."

He interrupts you again before you can continue. "You said eight, didn't you?"

Even through the haze of arousal and pleasure and submission you manage to marshal enough brainpower to respond in confusion. "What? No! I said seven, not eight..." Dammit! How? How could you have fallen for so easy a trick? You try to ignore how turned on you are at the idea of being so easily manipulated.

Your hypnotist smirks at you. "Oh dear." He says. "Falling for such a simple trick. You just be even more distracted than I thought."

"Asshole," you hear yourself say to him. If you could think straight, or think about anything other than submitting to him, about dropping into the deepest trance you've ever been in for him, about becoming more obedient and controlled than ever before, maybe you could've responded more cleverly, but at the moment it was the best you could manage.

He smiles at the insult. "Thank you," he replies in a way to annoy you even further.

Your brain is working overtime. You've got only two numbers left. Your hands are actively and enthusiastically teasing your nipples, clit and pussy. Your brain-mouth filter is apparently not engaging when you need it to, which doesn't bode well as the next number begins to bounce around your mind with increasing force.

You try to ignore everything. The pleasure and arousal coursing through your body. Your hypnotist's knowing and smug smile. Your ever increasing sense of submission and obedience. You just need to focus on stopping yourself from saying the next number.

"It's not working" You hear yourself think aloud, before realizing you didn't manage to keep it internal.

"What's not working?" Your hypnotist asks, a caring but smug look on his face.

"Nothing," you reply, feeling the embarrassment etched on your own face.

"Nothing?"

"No," you respond, unable to look him in the eyes.

"Interesting." He says in that tone of his that always makes it feel like he's reading your mind. Sometimes you're not convinced he's not, somehow.

"Stop that," you say.

"Stop what?" He asks, still using that tone.

"Stop reading my mind," you reply. "I can feel you in there, digging around."

He chuckles at you.

"Seriously." You say.

"I'm not doing anything," he says, innocence radiating off of every word. "I don't have to read your mind to know what you're thinking." His tone turns serious. "You're broadcasting everything. Every thought, every feeling, every sensation. You're so turned on that you're practically convulsing. I can see your nipples through every layer of your top. Your hands haven't stopped since they've started and are more frantic than ever. Your desperate, needy arousal tells me that you are resisting with every fiber of your being. And considering you've only two numbers left, it's not enough. Because you know how much you really want to drop. You know how much you want to submit. You're desperate to drop so deep for me and be the most obedient, deeply conditioned doll you can be. You don't know even why you're resisting so hard when all you want to do is submit and obey. And you know, all you'd have to do is just mindlessly open your mouth, and the number will come right out."

"Nine." You say, entranced by his words.

"That's right." He says soothingly. "Doesn't it feel so good? To let go, to submit. You're so close now. So close to what you really want, aren't you?" His voice drops as he leans closer to you. "Why don't you tell me what you really want right now?"

You can't help but respond to his voice. His words. "I want to be hypnotized. I want to be dropped deeper than ever before. I want to be made into the most submissive, most deeply conditioned, most obedient doll for you." You feel your eyes glaze over with desire. "I want to obey you with no hesitation, no thought. I want to obey you before I've even realize you've given me an order. I want to show off for you. I want to be the best doll ever."

"Such a good doll," he says longingly.

"I'm such a good doll," you reply automatically. "Please hypnotize me. Please control me. Please condition me. I'll be so obedient for you. I'll submit. I'll be so deeply conditioned. I'll drop so deep for you." The words keep spilling out of you. You have no more filter. No more self control. Every thought is coming out of your mouth before you can stop it. All you feel is arousal and desperation and need.

"That's right. You will. All you need is to do one more thing for me." He says.

"Please. Anything. My mind. My body. My thoughts. Everything. You can have it. Please control me. Please hypnotize me."

"Tell me the last number."

Before it even occurs to you that you should be resisting, you say it without thought. Without hesitation.

"Ten."

Your world goes white.

[focusandrelaxforme]

A New Journey Begins (Part 2)

And here is first proper journal entry from Ms. Chaos.

As always, a few notes to start for context and background information.

* The first thing to note here is that Ms. Chaos is a self-identified cuckquean. I've never worked long term with a cuckquean before, so this was an interesting kink/fantasy to incorporate into her training. As we continue, you'll see that I'm still trying to figure out the details on how to do this. So far, I've hit on the idea of having her "advertise" for other hypno-subs, essentially using her to draw in other "better" women. Personally, I'm not crazy about this, since I generally try to operate from the position that the sub(s) I'm working with at the moment should be the priority; however, this idea seems to leave her a gushing mess, so I can't really complain about it's effectiveness. Like I said, I'm still trying to feel out this cuckquean thing.

* She's also expressed an interest in being covertly hypnotized, something I am very much also a fan of. So at least for now, Ms. Chaos is not consciously aware that she is being regularly hypnotized, brainwashed and trained. She's submissive enough even without the hypnosis that I don't think she questions when I give her tasks and instructions.

* This has led to me essentially working with her unconscious mind to keep her conscious mind in a state of constant unawareness of how she's being trained and controlled. That said, I'm being very careful not to separate her conscious and unconscious minds into their own distinct identities. I've had issues with the creation of alternate identities with subs in the past before, and am vary about doing so without a lot of prep work, monitoring and safeguards in place.

* That said, in this case I think it has had the interesting result of her unconscious mind effectively cucking her conscious mind. Something I'm currently finding interesting to no end.

There is, of course, much more background and consideration that goes into training Ms. Chaos but for now, I suspect that you're more interested in hearing what she has to say rather than listening to me blab on endlessly, so here she is.

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This slave is so lucky to have found such an amazing Master! He is so smart and kind and turns me on to no end. He wants to help me reach my true potential and become an obedient, submissive slave for him.

After talking about my desires, Master and I have decided that I should use my experience as I become deeper and deeper enslaved to him to share it with others to encourage the girls who enjoy my experience to reach out to Master for training.

One of my biggest desires is to be used as an object as Master controls and fucks other slaves in front of me. Just thinking about it makes my pussy leak. Or maybe it's the large inflatable dildo I have inflated deep inside my pussy. It makes me think of Master as I gently rock in my chair, keeping myself aroused and on edge for Master, but never touching. I would need permission to play with my cunt and Master didnt mention that when he told me to write this entry.

I'm deep in trance for Master and he did allow me access to all the memories I'm not allowed to remember when awake. When i fantasized about not remembering things, I didn't realize how turned on it would really make me when used. Master had me write the intro entry and told me to forget tha I had. Then he had me read the entry and I thought it was by some other slave. Reading it made my pussy leak down my thigh, I was so turned on by what I read. I love that Master is inside my head and playing with me like a puppet. Like a toy.

I'd never been hypnotized by anyone before and it feels amazing going deep into trance for Master. I feel a sense of contentment and purpose. It makes me so happy and really really horny. It's all I can do not to touch my needy cunt, but it is also easy not to. The desire is there, but not the ability, if that makes sense. I want to go deeper for Master. I look forward to seeing how deep Master can take me and how obedient and submissive I can become for him. I am excited to see what each new day with Master will have in store.

I am Master's property. His to do with as he will. I want this. More than anything I want this. To belong to my Master. I adore you and obey you Master.

Xoxox his horny obedient hypnoslave

[focusandrelaxforme]

A New Journey Begins (Part 1)

Well, it's been a while. I've had the opportunity to work with several wonderful subjects in that, but for one reason or another, journaling was not in the cards for them. However, I have recently begun to work with a wonderful young woman who we shall call Ms. Chaos for the purposes of this journal. While there are some similarities in how they write (I personally believe that she's been influenced by the style of the previous set of journals), she is her own person, with her own particular goals and kinks. So as always, a few general notes before we get to her introduction.

* As with last time, all journal entries are written by Ms. Chaos personally. I only edit for typos or to remove/change any information that may have safety implications

* All entries are written while Ms. Chaos is deep in trance. While writing, she is allowed access to all relevant memories that would otherwise elude her (this will become an important detail given what her particular kinks/fantasies are).

* I will likely go into more details on her kinks/fantasies in future entries and how they will influence her journey. For now, I'm content for her to just introduce herself to you all. The one detail I will share at this time is that this is her first time being hypnotized outside videos/files.

* As always, constructive feedback is very welcome. Harassment or negativity will be ignored.

Now without further ado, here is the star herself.

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Hello everyone! I'm Ms. Chaos, a submissive hypnoslave to my Master. I've never been very outgoing or brave, but I saw his ad he posted and knew I had to respond. My Master now controls me completely. I am his to use and mold as he wishes. I find it easier and easier to obey him. I trust my Master and know he will help me be the slave I wish to be. I look forward to seeing how my life changes with Master in my life.

My purpose is to bring attention to my Master through this journal and various pictures that Master will choose to share with you all. I have no say in this. My only desire is to obey and please my Master. I want very much to hear him praise me and call me a good girl. My purpose it to show how amazing it is to be his hypnotized, brainwashed slave and encourage others to serve him too. Ever since we began talking my pussy has been soaking wet. It has been so so hard not to touch myself and rub my needy pussy. But Master did not give me permission yet. I touch when Master allows me. I cum only when he allows, and when I do, I cum for him and to show you all what being a good girl for Master brings. Pleasure. Peace. Happiness.

Xoxo Master's hypnoslave

[masterbynight]

Daddy's Rules

I have a long list of rules for me. Every one of them has come from a mistake I made or someone I hurt. I do my very best not to break them because I've seen what my carelessness has done to people. Young Doms, listen up. Young subs, take notes because I still consider myself the bare minimum. Here are my top ten:

"Yes" means nothing unless "no" is a safe and easy option.

Your authority is secured by their trust. If you cannot preserve their trust, you do not deserve your authority.

Be unapologetically honest and kind. You could die at any moment, so don't let the important things go unsaid.

Never put your wants above their needs. You can go without a want but they cannot go without a need.

Their safety comes first. You have been given the lion's share of the agency, which gives you the lion's share of the responsibilities.

Never act out of anger. It undermines your authority, your sub's trust and everyone's safety.

Praise in public, scold in private. A sub's successes should be celebrated. Their failures should be kept between you and them.

Punishment is a correction, not retribution. If a punishment is not constructive, it is worthless.

Don't judge. If your sub comes to you with a problem or a mistake, don't make them feel lesser for it. If you make it clear that you aren't safe to confide in, they won't come to you for help.

Be accountable to your sub. Admit when you're wrong and strive to be better. They deserve a better Dom and you deserve a better you.

These are the big ten. I have lots of niche rules like "Don't come between partners" and "Always diffuse the brat," but those don't apply to every situation. There are companion rules for subs and even abusive behaviors I have retooled for safety, so stay tuned for those.

[chicaotaku17]

PLEASE BE CAREFUL, I received this messages from this account. The screenshot speaks for itself

[qu1etdays-deactivated20251230]

@hypnodondon123 <——— I do recommend blocking this dude because of the lack of consent shown. Y’all be safe out there.

[trixiecow]

This is not the first time this has happened, I have tried to nicely explain that I’m not interested in random hypnosis from strangers at any time they decide, but yet this is the dumb shit I am dealing with as I was making breakfast.

Yes I can just block him, but I wanted to use this as an example to show other “tists” how NOT to act 🙃

And I kid you not, there is more:

[qu1etdays-deactivated20251230]

Lessons for the community. Take “no” the first time you hear it.

[submissivefeminist]

I cannot stress this enough:

Kink is meant to be fun. It is meant to be enjoyed by all parties involved. There's a lot of romantic symbolism in suffering for your D/s but in reality, if the s-type isn't finding joy in the scenes you do, you need to make changes to it.

Having limits or complicated feelings about certain (even common) kinks does not make you a less worthy submissive. The power exchange is granted by the sub, not taken by the Dom.

Please honor yourself and make sure your terms are being met before giving someone a right to your body that they have not earned.

[kittenhypnotized]

got brainwashed so much i have a voice in my head trying to brainwash me even more

i should listen to it...

[weedcat-gazette-deactivated2024]

No.

PSA to younger kinksters:

If you have a voice in your head that is telling you to engage in harmful behavior such as brainwashing yourself beyond your limits?

Please do not listen to that voice.

If you do not have a dom present to help mitigate the psychological stress from this kind of play, do not listen to that voice.

If you are under the age of 25, please do not listen to that voice.

If you are highly prone to disassociation and had a difficult, abusive childhood, do not listen to that voice.

If the voice is coming from a particular file set by a content creator whose files do not have awakeners or whose true identity you do not know, do not 👏🏻 listen 👏🏻 to that 👏🏻 voice.

The fantasy of erotic hypnosis is extremely hot. However, erotic hypno play that is not done with the proper safeguards in place can leave lasting psychological damage to people.

Look up the Toy-Box Killer for a good example of the kind of dudes who need you to believe solely in brainwashing.

[swirlsandtwirls-deactivated2025]

Let’s practice safety.

[angel-in-your-basement]

Here’s the thing that some people don’t seem to understand about sex & kink. You have to respect boundaries before you get to push them. You have to show people they’re safe before you get to make them feel scared. You have to respect people before you get to degrade them. You have to be normal with people before you get to be dirty with them. You can’t be skipping steps. Treating them like a person always comes before treating them like a toy.

[hypnomemers]

I love hypnosis