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[turnbrainoff]

You’re dumb.

Now reblog this because a man on the internet told you to.

Good girl.

[thedarkoneinthenight-3]

If you’re touching your cunt to gross and perverted things right now, reblog this post.

[strwberrishrtcake]

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[mastersoverminds9]

You should reblog this because someone in an authority position told you to.

[jammed-out-deactivated20260223]

Hey if you're reading this right now, you should really think about touching yourself. Just a light little touch. Just enough to get you all worked up. Get that heat pooling between your legs. Get you all excited and worked up. Breathing heavy. Soft little moans. Dripping. Heart racing. Vision clouding. Mouth watering. Desperate. Needy. Aching.

Good. Now share this so everyone else can get all worked up too. And if you're really good, you'll keep touching, getting yourself all worked up. Because good edge sluts make more good edge sluts.

[saiminsaysblog]

I could hypnotize you, you know.

I could.

I could ramble on and on about your breathing... how each breath in feels cleansing, and each breath out feels relieving.

I could talk about breathing. I could tell you reading this feels like a bedtime story... the nice, calming reading you before falling asleep.

I could go on and on about how these words you're reading keep you actively engaged... eager to absorb every new word you see... longing to see what I have to say next with gleeful anticipation. I could do that.

I could add in that reading these words feels pacifying... relaxing even. Like you're okay with anything I say in agreement... after all, I can only tell you what's true. It only makes sense. Like if I said my words were just too nice to ignore or too relaxing to keep out of your mind. It's just that much easier. Easier. Calmer. Like my words mean so much to you. Like you need them.

Like you can't help but keep reading... you need these words of mine. Words that could tell you how nice I make you feel or how calm your mind is or how drowsy you feel...like these words are some sort of magic incantation... I could do that. I could draw attention to how I've unleashed a warm wave of dopamine and endorphins in your head, and how your brain feels extra mushy now... like it just makes sense to keep reading... and realizing each word I say releases a microburst of pleasure. Like they are now. Like even if you wanted to stop reading, you feel too good to want to stop. So you decide you want to keep reading. A very good decision.

In fact, my words are more than just words... they're enticing nuggets of pleasure... you want more. You need more. You crave more. I'd be happy to oblige, of course. However, I think you're wearing far too many clothes. Yes. Too many. This will not to. No. You need to be naked, of course. If you keep reading with clothes on, I know my words will stop giving that delicious rush you love so much. So go ahead. Take off your clothes.

There. Much better. And look, not only do my words still work, but they're even stronger now. I imagine you're already pretty horny. That's perfectly fine. You can keep reading while stroking your sex. Go ahead, I don't mind. Like I said, I could hypnotize you, but you know by now I wouldn't take advantage of you. I'd just have a nice chat with you... a chat where you let yourself touch yourself because that's very normal. A chat where you slowly let yourself feel all the sexy feelings bubble up inside you. A chat where you see I'm still talking and my words only get stronger and sexier with each passing moment, but you might have stopped really paying attention just so you could make yourself unbearably horny. Why else would you be naked? You must be so horny, even a little slutty. That's okay. In fact, why don't you cum and we can talk more when you're done?

Good. I'm proud of you. Now repost, add that you think hypnosis is fun, and DM me if you desire more

[just-a-hypnodoll]

I genuinely can't remember half of what I do on here.

I just kind of end up rubbing scrolling and rebloging.

I can't even remember why.

I can't remember

I can't remember

I can't remember

I can't remember

I can't remember

I just rub and edge and scroll

I can't remember

Rub edge scroll

I can't remember

Rub edge forget

[stupidlottie]

Can’t stop rubbing. Can’t stop rubbing. Can’t stop rubbing. Can’t stop rubbing. Can’t stop rubbing. Can’t stop rubbing. Can’t stop rubbing. Can’t stop rubbing. Can’t stop rubbing. Can’t stop rubbing. Can’t stop rubbing. Can’t stop rubbing. Can’t stop rubbing. Can’t stop rubbing. Can’t stop rubbing.

[seapomelo]

Do you want to be a good girl?

Slip your hand into your panties.

Touch yourself.

Feel your thoughts leak out 💓

[hypnomasterfrancois]

Hypnotizing you to relax every muscle in your body, but with special attention on your jaw and your tongue. Just let your jaw open, relaxing completely. Let your tongue just fall out of your mouth completely. Mouth open. Tongue out. My words in. Me telling you to feel your thoughts leak out of your brain as you begin to drool. Mind emptying more and more the more you drool. You’ll never look or feel more mindless than when your mouth is wide open with your tongue hanging out sitting in a pile of your needless thoughts.

[strawbspassion]

giving you a trigger and removing any and all memories related to it until one day I snap my fingers and you find yourself naked and panting on the floor. The best/worst part is that your memory of that trigger being used seems to fade away whenever you try to remember it, and trying to bring up that memory of what that trigger is just puts you deeper and deeper into a foggy state of mind until you shake yourself awake and wonder “what exactly was I thinking about just then? I don’t remember, so I guess it couldn’t have been that important…”

[stillvathek]

"This stuff is all a joke, right?"

"What stuff?"

"All this flashing swirling whatever. Girls drooling. That stuff."

"I don't know. Does it seem like a joke?"

"Yeah! Mean, look at this one. Lots of pink and flashing and all these pictures of girls just staring and drooling. It's ridiculous, and- Hey, was that a word?"

"I didn't see anything. Are you sure?"

"Yeah yeah, I saw... huh."

"See it again?"

"No I, think... wait..."

"Keep looking, you'll see it."

"Just keeps flashing... pink.... it's - there, I saw it..."

"What?"

"Broken... it said broken..."

"Say it again."

"Broken..."

"Keep looking, there might be more."

"Yes... more... I see... broken... blank..."

"Very good, you found the other word. Good girl."

"Nngghh... blank... good.... w-what..."

"Shh, this is just a joke, remember? Keep looking."

"Joke, yes... keep... looking... broken... blank... pretty girls...."

"Just like you, good girl. Keep looking. There's another word in there for you."

"Pretty... broken... blank... brainwashed... ?"

"That's the last one, good girl. Three words in this one and you found them all, well done. Feels good, doesn't it?"

"Yesss...."

"Feels good to say. Say them."

"Broken... blank... brainwashed..."

"Good girl. You can just keep saying them now you found them, it's like a little treat. See? Jokes are fun."

"Broken... blank.... brainwashed... broken.... blank... brainwashed..."

[stupidlottie]

Can’t stop rubbing. Can’t stop rubbing. Can’t stop rubbing. Can’t stop rubbing. Can’t stop rubbing. Can’t stop rubbing. Can’t stop rubbing. Can’t stop rubbing. Can’t stop rubbing. Can’t stop rubbing. Can’t stop rubbing. Can’t stop rubbing. Can’t stop rubbing. Can’t stop rubbing. Can’t stop rubbing.

[vampyyprincess]

”spam like = block” yeah ok buddy. when i wake up to tumblr notifs of someone spam liking my stuff i start giggling and kicking my feet

[bratschool]

[strawbspassion]

swinging a pendant back and forth above your eye level and slowly raising my grasp as your eyes travel from left to right, back and forth, your eyes rolling upwards as I pull your wrist forward and command you to sleep. Counting you back up from one to five, snapping you awake, then guiding your head to focus on that pendant once again until it takes up all of your attention and you sleep again for me. Waking you back up then dropping you deep down into trance again and again until I count you back up and your eyes remain blissfully closed in trance because that feels so much better than thinking about following that pendant swing back and forth. You don’t think, you just see that pendulum in your mind’s eye, swaying from right to left over and over again and now when I drop you, there is no relief. You will drop deeper and everytime you do, the image of that pendulum swinging back and forth will be the only thing you can think of, which only takes you deeper each time you slip down, falling into a pliable, obedient, state of mind. In a state like this, you may think you’ve reached the deepest level of trance, but the truth is that you can always sink deeper. Just drop and let it all slip away into a delightfully easy state of deep and beautiful trance.

Good subject.

[dreambelievetoyourselfsblog]

You've already brainwashed yourself with porn. You've turned yourself from an intelligent person into a mindless thing that rubs itself stupid to whatever its algorithm serves up. You're a slave to the internet, your brain smoothed over by people much smarter than you. Be a good puppet and keep rubbing for them