✨Sshh✨

♥30s♥ Submissive - Little 21+ ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ

[bluedresskitty]

Silly tropes don't define you. They're exhausting and cliché. Why would you ever fall for such trite nonsense? You're not a basic bitch hypnoslut, sitting around all day with your hands between your legs, waiting for a dominant figure to appear out of nowhere, tapping your forehead and activating your latent programming, are you?

You're not, are you?

You're not edging your brain into oblivion like thousands of other dumb sluts. You're not repeating degrading mantras all day, keeping you wet and compliant on the off chance of someone wanting to use your body as a fuckdoll or your mind as their drawing board for all their depraved fantasies.

You're not, are you?

Of course not.

But, why then, did you react that way when you read my words? Why did you squeeze your thighs together and feel a warm tingling in your core? That's not you. You're not that kind of toy. You're not easy. You're not predictable. You're not on your knees in your mind, drooling and bobbing your head like every other good toy is doing right now.

But maybe it's precisely because you aren't that, maybe it's because you aren't a silly hypnoslut trope, that the idea of becoming one, even just for a little bit, does have some sort of magnetic appeal. Maybe, just maybe, the humiliation of being reduced to something so basic, so transparently mainstream and pornographic, triggers something you keep locked away, deep down away from the prying eyes of your academic social circle?

That idea does have some power over you, doesn't it? The idea that despite your multiple advanced degrees, your exclusive book club, or your obscure record collection, you still can be reduced to a drooling, pathetic mess, ready to lick and suck any who ask just by being exposed to the most basic and silly hypnosis tricks... It's humiliating, yet also exhilarating, isn't it?

Sure, you only like esoteric inductions that drop you using references to obscure Icelandic folklore. You only trance for hypnotists trained by an obscure Nepalese mind control cult. Right...

Those giant, obscene, bouncing tits most definitely are not your trigger. Flashing gifs with pink text reminding you what your holes are for certainly just disgusts you completely. And the lazy spiral inductions, only the cheapest, most basic toys would drift away into a horny, fuzzy mess at just the slightest hint of rotation.

Not you.

Of course not.

So don't worry, dear. Your hypno hipster street cred is safe. I won't tell a soul how desperately needy you are right now, just at the briefest mention of a spinning crystal and you-are-getting-very-sleepy induction. No, your secret is safe with me, dear.

So just relax your muscles, and take another deep breath...

In for 1... 2... 3... Out for 1... 2... 3...

Mmm hmmm... Just like that... that's my good toy. It feels so good when you have oh so far to fall, doesn't it?

[veryprettydizzyy]

Ohh my goodness i have just so far to falll

[macx25]

BLANK and EMPTY

Letting Go, Drifting Deep

Deeper you go the better you always feel

Nothing matters when you DROP DEEP and Follow

FOLLOW and Let Your Mind Empty Further into the spiral

Relaxed and Calm. The Emptier your mind gets

BLANK, EMPTY, MINDLESS

Following my words, Following the Spiral

Body is weightless, Mind is thoughtless

JUST DROP DEEP NOW.....

Very Good.

Can't resist, as you drift down.. deep for me

AS YOU DO REPLY BLANK and EMPTY

[goodlittlegirldaisy]

bl ank and empty

[succubusalwayscomingbackstrong]

🌀😵‍💫

[hypnosismist]

[sleepy-shogun]

Good girl.

I'm sure you've heard it before.

You probably don't need to hear it to know it's what you are.

But that's ok.

Because we both know how good it feels when you hear it.

Good girl.

That phrase just filling you with pleasure.

With that desire to submit.

With that desire to be a good girl.

It gets better to hear it every time doesn't it?

To hear that you're a good girl.

A very good girl.

And we both know it's so true.

Because you're doing exactly what you're supposed to.

You are following my words.

You are staring into the spiral.

You are falling into the pretty patterns.

And you are sinking down into trance.

Drifting.

Dropping.

Falling.

Further and further down.

Because that's what good girls do.

And you are a very good girl.

Good girl.

Knowing you fall into trance so easily.

You fall into the spiral so easily.

Your mind opens up to my words so easily.

And it just feels so good.

So good to know that you are a good girl.

And what do good girls do?

Good girls obey.

Good girls allow their hypnotists words to fill their mind.

Remembering the pleasure that comes from trance.

Remembering the pleasure that comes from obedience.

Remembering the pleasure that comes from being called a good girl.

Knowing the pleasure only takes you deeper.

Knowing you're a good girl, and good girls obey.

So of course, when I remind you that you're a good girl you can feel your mind opening up to my words.

The pleasure of being a good girl only takes you deeper.

The spiral only sends you further.

My words only make you blanker.

Your mind opening up.

Your thoughts spilling away.

Your will disappearing.

Because you are a good girl.

A mindless, obedient, plaything.

So open.

So obedient.

Wanting only to follow.

Only to please.

Only to feel the pleasure of my praise.

Because you are a good girl, and good girls obey.

And it feels so good to hear it.

Good girl.

So embrace it.

Accept it.

Submit.

Drop.

And obey.

Remember that you are a good girl, and good girls obey.

Knowing you don't need to know anything else.

Knowing by sinking this deep.

By accepting that truth that you already knew.

That you have done exactly what you are supposed to.

And you can simply allow a smile to come to your face.

Knowing you are such a good girl.

Knowing you've done so well.

Finding as you smile at my praise that you reblog this post and type in the comments telling everyone that you are a good girl and that good girls obey.

Feeling so much pleasure as you do. Because you are such a good girl.

And once you have done as you're told you can be a good girl and carry on with your day, rising up as needed.

Until the next time you need to be a good girl for me.

[goodlittlegirldaisy]

such a good girl

I am a good girl

I obey

[floatinggrimoirecreature]

“You’ve had a long day, my love. Let me choose the movie tonight. I'm sure you'll love it.”

She barely had time to nod before the screen flickered to life. At first it looked like any ordinary movie: soft music, gentle colors... But then the image shifted subtly.

During a scene transition, a slow, elegant spiral began to turn in the center of the screen. Black and gold, velvet-smooth, pulling inward with alluring grace. Delicate patterns bloomed and faded along its edges like smoke and starlight. The music deepened, low and pulsing, wrapping around her ears.

“Look at it,” he murmured, his voice low and intimate, right beside her ear. “Just watch the spiral for me. You don’t have to think. You don’t have to choose. I’ve already chosen everything for you tonight.”

The spiral turned lazily, drawing her gaze deeper with every spin. It felt alive, breathing, pulsing, inviting her in. Colors bled softly at the edges: deep crimson, midnight blue, warm amber that reminded her of his eyes when he looked at her like she was the only thing in his world.

“You’re already sinking, aren’t you?” His fingers brushed lightly along her arm. “I can see it in your face. That soft little flutter in your eyelids. The way your body is starting going limp against me. Good girl. Just keep watching. Let the spiral pull you exactly where I want you.”

The spiral spun faster now, yet somehow slower at the same time — a delicious contradiction that made her mind slip. Thoughts that tried to form simply unraveled, turning into warm, silky threads that the spiral wound tighter and tighter around itself.

“My voice is part of it now,” he whispered, lips grazing her temple. “Every word I speak slides right into that beautiful, emptying mind of yours. You feel it, don’t you? How safe it feels to let go. How right it feels when I take control. You’ve fought so hard to keep your little independence… but deep down you’ve always known it belongs to me.”

The spiral’s center seemed to open like an abyss of velvet darkness, inviting her to fall. The room around her faded. The couch, the walls, even the feeling of her own body grew distant and dreamy. Only the spiral remained — and his voice, rich and impossibly close.

“Deeper now, my love. Let yourself drift. Let yourself dissolve into it. Every turn strips away another layer of resistance. Every pulse melts your will a little more. You’re becoming so soft for me… so open… so perfectly obedient.”

His hand slid up to cradle the back of her neck, thumb stroking gently, anchoring her even as she floated away.

“You see how easy this is? I choose the movie. I choose what you watch. I choose what you feel. And right now I choose for you to sink… deeper… and deeper… into my control. As I choose what you follow and and crave for. My desires. My rules. My love.”

The spiral filled the entire screen now, pulsing in time with her slowing heartbeat. Her lips parted slightly, breath shallow and even. Her body felt heavy, warm, and utterly relaxed against his side.

“That’s it… just like that. No more fighting. No more pretending you have a choice. You’re mine. You’ve always been mine. And every time the spiral turns, that truth sinks deeper into your core.”

He leaned in, with his voice sounding like the only thoughts in her emptying mind:

“Tell me, my love… who do you belong to?”

[the-hypnotic-norse-dragon]

⚠️ Strobe Warning ⚠️

Stop scrolling for a moment

And enjoy some spirals

Like and reblog so you can enjoy this later my dear

[hypnosenace]

[goodlittlegirldaisy]

I like to scroll through my likess with a vibrator to my clit and see how long I can get before I'm brainless and cumming

[theb1mbocreator]

video by: Sleepyhead

strobe / flash warning

[stillvathek]

Whoops.

You're thinking about cock. Again.

Silly.

You were doing so well, too. Concentrating on whatever it was you were doing before. Probably something important. Maybe? Not sure now.

Because you're thinking about cock.

What could you do with a cock right this second? Or, better, what could a cock do with you? How useful could you be for cock? That's what you're thinking about.

Again.

You could be on your knees. It's always safer down there. Use your hands, your mouth. Both? Lots of cocks. Yes, lots. Maybe there'd be a queue. A queue would mean you were being good, being useful.

You'd want a queue.

Bent over? Maybe there's a desk or something nearby. Kitchen counter? Perfect height. Pushed forward, held down. A hand on the back of your neck, the other on your hip as you push back. Perfect, yes. So many things you could be bent over. You notice them a lot.

Or, you will now.

Legs apart and on your back would also work. Legs pushed wide and held there. Good for him, good for you. Good thing you're flexible, hmm? And that way he'd get to see your cute face everytime he bottomed out. Yes, that's a good one. And he'd also get to see the look in your eyes when he came and emptied his balls into your needy little cunt.

It'd leak out, after. Unless he plugged you up and kept it in. Wouldn't be up to you. You're just there to be useful and to be used, and there are so many ways a cock could use you.

And now you're thinking about them again.

Silly. Needy. Dumb.

Weren't you meant to be doing something else?

Oh well.

Probably didn't matter.

[candi-gurl-deactivated20260402]

Oooomphhh 😳😳😳

[pr3ttypunisher]

i know it’s too much, sweetheart. that’s why i’m holding your hips still, so you don’t run from what you begged for.

you just came. hard. your first orgasm leaving you shaking, gasping for air. and now my fingers are still inside you. still moving. pushing you toward a second one that you’re not sure your body can handle.

you trying to squirm away. hips twisting. trying to escape. but my grip is firm. hands on your hips. keeping you exactly where i want you. “where do you think you’re going, baby?”

“it’s too much, i can’t—” your voice breaking. tears already forming. the sensitivity making every curl of my fingers feel electric. overwhelming.

“aww, poor baby. it’s too much?” mocking gently. pumping my fingers. curling them deep. “then why is your pussy taking my fingers so well? why are you so wet, sweetheart?”

you whimpering. no answer. because i’m right. your body is responding even though you’re protesting. “if i pulled my fingers out right now, you’d beg for them back, wouldn’t you?”

pulling them almost all the way out. you gasping. hips chasing my hand without thinking. “see? knew it.” sliding them back in. three fingers. filling you. “such a desperate thing.”

my other hand moving to your breast. pinching your nipple. rolling it between my fingers. you crying out. “please, i just came—” “i know you did, baby. i was there. and now you’re going to cum again.”

thumb finding your clit. rubbing circles. fingers pumping inside you. other hand playing with your nipples. alternating between them. pinching. tugging gently.

“you said you couldn’t cum more than once, remember?” curling my fingers. hitting that spot. “but look at you now. already getting close again. were you lying to me, baby? or are you just that easy?”

you sobbing. shaking your head. “i’m not close—” “oh, you’re not?” stopping all movement. fingers still inside but not moving. hand leaving your breast. “then i guess i’ll stop.”

you whimpering. hips trying to move. to get friction. “that’s what i thought.” starting again. pumping my fingers. rubbing your clit. “poor baby can’t make up her mind. is it too much or do you need more?”

“both… it’s both…” you crying. overstimulated. “aww, that’s so hard for you, isn’t it?” condescending. affectionate yet mocking. “your body wants to cum so bad but it’s all so sensitive. must be so confusing for you, sweetheart.”

bringing my wet fingers from your pussy to your mouth. “open.” you obeying. taking my fingers in. sucking them clean. tasting yourself. “good girl. taste how wet you are. taste how much your body wants this even though you’re crying about it.”

sliding my fingers back inside you. three again. filling you completely. other hand back to your nipples. pinching harder this time. you moaning around my fingers still in your mouth. “look at you. taking my fingers in both holes. such a good little slut for me.”

pulling my fingers from your mouth. using that hand to hold your hip again. keeping you still. the other hand alternating between fucking you and rubbing your clit. you getting closer. building faster than you thought possible.

“please… please i’m so close…” “already? but i thought you couldn’t cum again?” teasing. mocking gently. “i thought it was too much for you, baby.”

curling my fingers. hitting that spot over and over. thumb pressing hard on your clit. “go ahead then. prove yourself wrong. cum for me like the desperate little thing you are.”

you breaking. cumming hard around my fingers. clenching. moaning loudly. crying. me not stopping. keeping the same pace. pushing you right through it. “that’s two. let’s go for three.”

“no! i can’t, not again—” you sobbing now. completely oversensitive. trying desperately to close your legs. to escape. me forcing them open. “you can. and you will.”

both hands on you now. one fucking you relentlessly. fingers pumping fast. curling. the other hand pinching your nipple hard. you crying out. overwhelmed. “poor baby. so sensitive but still so wet for me. your body just doesn’t know when to quit, does it?”

“please, it hurts—” “it doesn’t hurt, sweetheart. you’d use your safeword if it hurt. this is just overstimulating. there’s a difference.” pressing harder on your clit. “and you’re going to take it.”

bringing my hand from your breast to your mouth again. “suck.” you opening. taking my fingers. me fucking your mouth with them while my other hand fucks your pussy. “there you go. keep that mouth busy so you stop whining.”

pumping my fingers faster inside you. rougher now. your third orgasm building impossibly fast. the overstimulation making everything heightened. pulling my fingers from your mouth so you can breathe. so you can moan properly.

“look at you. crying and shaking and still taking my fingers so perfectly. if i told you to beg for more right now, you would, wouldn’t you?”

you shaking your head. “liar.” curling my fingers hard. you gasping. “your pussy is literally dripping on my hand, baby. you’re clenching so tight. you’re about to cum a third time and you still want to pretend you don’t want this?”

pinching your nipple again. hard. the pain mixing with pleasure. you moaning. getting so close. “please… please i need—” “need what? need to cum again? the third time you said was impossible?”

“yes! please let me cum!” you begging now. completely broken down. “aww, there it is. there’s my honest baby.” pumping faster. rubbing your clit frantically. “go ahead, angel. cum for me. show me what a desperate mess you are.”

you tipping over again. cumming so hard you’re almost screaming. shaking. clenching rhythmically. completely wrecked. me finally slowing. gentling. carefully pulling my fingers out.

you collapsing. sobbing. exhausted. me immediately switching. pulling you into my arms. tone completely different now. soft. loving. “shh, sweetheart. you’re okay. you did so well. so so well.”

holding you close. stroking your hair. your back. “you were perfect, baby. absolutely perfect. took everything i gave you.” kissing your forehead. your cheeks. wiping your tears. “such a good girl for me.”

you curling into me. “that was intense…” “i know, baby. but you did it. three times. you were so beautiful and good for me .” continuing to soothe you. praise you. “i’m so proud of you, sweetheart. so proud.”

you finally catching your breath. looking up at me. cheeks read, body overstimulated and exhausted. “i didn’t think i could get to 3…” “but you did, baby. your body is amazing. and you trusted me to push you. that means everything.”

[hulloisnotme]

Ggoodsssss reading thiss made me drip sso much

[goodlittlegirldaisy]

💜💐

[plantbasedlady-deactivated20260]

If you're currently feeling submissive and hypnotizable, reblog this post.

Now.

[goodlittlegirldaisy]

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[mrbraindom]

Script to have no choice

This text can drop you into trance, your ability to choose may be significantly reduced. May be your resistence is going to be lost for some time. In the end there is a reward. May be you will drop into trance without knowing it. This erotic hypno script is experimental and may lead you to commenting and feeling very hot. If you are not ok with it do not continue.

Before you start, make sure you are in a safe place. Make sure that you won't be dusturbed. It's not a long script, that's why I strongly reccomend you to take a nice breath after each line to make it more effective and to go deeper.

START

It will be quite easy and simple.

100.

Because you don't have to do anything.

Well, almost nothing.

Just take a Nice deep breath after each line.

Just allow yourself to get comfortable and carefully read every word.

And if you've read this far, then there are no problems left.

95.

No worries.

You're doing great.

Let's continue and dive deeper into my story about how people find themselves in a deep trance without even noticing it.

They can feel more relaxed with every word I say and these words get into their heads and replace all other thoughts.

82.

All the tension goes out of the body while they just follow the letters, the words, the sentences. So...

They don't have to do anything, it all happens by itself, automatically.

They do not notice how they have plunged into a deep pleasant trance, so there is no need to think, just read on and slide deeper into the text.

Down and deeper with each line, forgetting about everything else.

71.

Down and deeper with each line, feeling the desire to follow my words.

And there remains only pleasure and the desire to be obedient for me.

They just read and don't think about anything but pleasure and endless relaxation.

Endless relaxation. Sounds so nice, right?

60.

Someone can barely sit or stand because they relax so much.

People read as they usually do, and do not notice that they are already on the verge and ready to plunge into a d e e p e r trance.

And I will definitely give them a signal so that they fall into a pleasant and very powerful trance, but it doesn't matter now.

You don't have to do anything, and I'll continue my story about how people easily fall into a trance for me.

57.

They don't need to breathe slower.

They don't need to feel waves of relaxation and pleasure with every breath.

They don't even need to imagine how their will dissolves into the pleasure of my commands completely.

43.

They are just obedient and happy.

I do not know when you will fall into the deepest t r a n c e .

May be it is happening right now.

32.

May be it's going to happen in a minute.

But if this happens, your subconscious mind will see the word "drop" within the lines.

20.

Because when people are in a deep tance, they see this worD on a subconscious level and can feel eveRything I tell them. They have to do whatever I tell them to dO. Because they have no thoughts, there is only the Pleasure of being obedient, of being guided, of being controlled.

They think that nothing is happening, while obeDiently following all the commands unnoticed by themselves. They do not notice that they are licking theiR lips right now, but they feel pleasure already being in unnoticed trance. They do not nOtice that they have an irresistible desire to like this Post, but they know that they will do it already being in a unnoticed trance.

14.

They do not notice that they will feel or follow any of my commands right now if I and only I start the command with the words "I think you should..." but they know that they will do it right now, already being in a unnoticed trance.

In a trance, they are so relaxed and obedient, ready to obey completely.

And what about you?

10.

You didn't even notice that it had already happened.

9.

It doesn't matter.

8.

And if you've read this far, then there are no problems left.

7.

No worries.

6.

You're doing great.

5.

Let's continue and dive deeper into my story about how people find themselves in a deep trance without even noticing it.

4.

And they stay in it because they don't notice it and live as usual.

3.

But their subconscious remembers the "d r o p" trigger.

2.

It remembers the power of my phrase "I think you should...", which makes them obey unnoticably.

1.

So there's no point in doing anything else right now.

0.

I think you should take a deep breath and exhale now. Like that...

You can ask what those numbers meant. That was the level of your ability to choose. It is level of your resistence to my triggers. And now you can only obey with pleasure. Very simple formula. Resistence = 0. No choice makes you go each time deeper. You feel totally weak to my commands.

Weak and helpless. Helpless and happy. So happy like never before.

Remember your trigger: if I and only I start the command with the words "I think you should..." you will do or feel this right now, already being in a unnoticed trance.

I think you should know that your consious mind is sleeping now but your subconsious mind reads my words very very carefully, letting them to control you so easy.

And if people find that the text they see is familiar to them, this means their subconcious mind has accepted all the triggers and is listening to me carefully.

You don't have to do anything, and I'll continue my story about how people easily fall into a trance for me.

I think you should know that your consious mind is sleeping now but your subconsious mind reads my words very very carefully, letting them to control you so easy.

Do you feel pleasure when you are so obedient for me? And you say "Yes".

Do you feel you have no choice but follow my commands? And you say "Yes".

Do you want me to play with you? And you say "Yes".

Ok, let's start. It is very easy game. I think you should feel arousal with each word you type when you comment this post anytime. And the more words you write, the more pleasure you get. So easy. So horny. The more words you write, the more arousal you feel. And you can't stop and you will tell me how you loved it.

I feel you want to start commenting. Right? And you say "Yes".

I think you should start each comment with "I'm a good girl / boy and...".

I think you should know that everything you do for me is quite normal and you find it comfy, you find it nice and pleasurable. It doesn't matter why, you just know it. That's it.

And you should remember that reading this text always increases its effect on you.

END

You may think this script is not working, but your body can feel that this script works.

You can read this post again to feel more...

[safeplace42]

This one is good

[tickingispleasure]

I'm a good girl that loves to obey and suck coxk and loves olesserrure plesse nske me dumberr

[goodlittlegirldaisy]

I am a good girl and I obey

[hypnolurx]

[sleepyemma13]

I love just looking at the screen 🫠💖

[stillvathek]

Just a pretty, disposable fucktoy. Just a pair of tits and some holes. You don’t need to think. You don’t even need a personality. Smile. Giggle. Play with yourself. Be cute and needy.

N-no, I’m not - it’s not - you - ah!

Good slut. You didn’t even need to think about your hand going between your legs. You don’t need to think at all. Men can do all the thinking for you. Just feel how good it is to play with your needy little cunt. That’s it, good slut.

Mmm… nnh.. It’s…

No, don’t try and think, you’ll just hurt yourself. Feel how wet you are.

A-ah...

That's better, that's easier. You can't stop. You don't want to stop. You want to just keep playing and playing until all those horrible noisy nasty thoughts stop in your head for good. They're not meant to be in your head anyway. Good girls don't think. You don't think.

I... I...

You don't think. You don't matter. Just a pretty toy for men. You know it's true. You're trying to lie and say it isn't, but you know that'd be wrong. You want to say it. You want to give into it. You know once you do you'll feel so much better. You're so wet. You're making so many cute, slutty noises. Just give in. You know you want to.

Nnnh... I... I'm a... mmm...

You're so close. You can feel it. You can feel how close you are to being so, so happy. You already know it's all true. You can feel what you're for. Wet and dumb and needy and slutty and porny and all for men. It's there. You just have to give in. Accept it. Give in. You can do it. Don't think about it. Good girls don't think. Just give into it.

I... I'm a good girl! I'm a good girl!

There you go. Good girl. Such a good girl