HypnoPum

A fan of erotic hypnosis, 30/NB (they/them). I write erotic hypnosis microfictions! No minors, please. Support me on Patreon.com/hypnopum!

[hypnopum]

Inspired by @hypnanosis, on twitter and bluesky!

“Oh, I know, it feels so good, doesn’t it, toy?” Your hypnotist said, looking down at you, writhing on the bed, your hand between your legs. “All that arousal, taking over. Your brain’s so fucked right now. There’s no space for anything but the pleasure!”

You couldn’t pull your hand away. You just needed more. “It’s so hard to think… And I know, I know, I said I wasn’t going to let you cum tonight. But I have a deal for you.” They leant down, studying your face, smiling a malevolent smile that made you feel so small.

“I could let you cum tonight, but you need to promise not to cum for the next week afterwards. That sounds fair, doesn’t it?” Did it? You weren’t sure. You were struggling to get any thoughts together. “Oh, silly me, you don’t have a brain to think about it.” Your thoughts ceased.

They ran hand down your cheek. “It is fair, toy. It’s totally fair. You should take the deal.” That made sense. You’d take the deal. “And hey, once you’ve promised it, you won’t break your promise, will you? No. You’re a good toy. A good plaything. You’ll honour your promise.”

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[hypnopum]

“Sleep, toy. Just listen to my voice, and sleep.” Your hypnotist’s words covered your mind like a blanket, smothering your thoughts. “Let the words lull you into sweet, mindless slumber.” Your brain was instantly enthralled, following them into blissful, obedient trance.

“Where you don’t need to think. You don’t need to do anything but sink, and drift, and drop for me.” Every word they said pulled you deeper. “Because it feels so very good. So very wonderful.” Your eyes had closed, your body was relaxed, and your mind was filled with pleasure.

“My sweet, obedient puppet. Isn’t this easier, than thinking for yourself?” Their hand took you by the chin, and nodded, up and down, agreeing with them. “Yes… You let me fill your head with thoughts that I want you to think. I get to make changes. Alter you.”

You wanted them to alter you. Reshape you. “And it’s all for the better, because I’m doing it. Because I’m in control. And it feels so very good. So, keep on sinking, toy. Keep on dropping, and drifting. I’m going to remake you, into the perfect little toy for me.”

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[hypnopum]

Inspired by @hypnanosis, on twitter and bluesky!

Your eyes opened – what – what was happening? You felt lust, clawing at your body like an animal. Your hypnotist laughed. “Oh, toy, I love how malleable your memory is.” They said, peering down at you on the bed. “How easily I can bend, and break it.”

What had you been doing? The arousal in your head was making it so hard to think. “Awh, what’s wrong toy?” They asked, at the confusion crossing your face. “Don’t you remember? What we were doing? Ask yourself, why do you feel so horny?” You tried to piece it together.

Something fell into place. Them riding you, fucking you. Skin on skin, the heat of your bodies, your moans of pleasure filling the room. “Why do you remember us fucking?” It was so clear, you had been fucking, just a few moments ago. Your hands traced down your body.

And found fabric. “But… But… Your clothes are on.” They said, in mock distress. Your mind was spinning. “Oh, that doesn’t make sense! Are you confused? A bit hazy, and foggy on the details?” You nodded. They pressed a finger to your lips. “Shh, it’s okay, I can help. Just drop.”

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[hypnopum]

The image on the TV screen became a spiral. You turned to look at your friend, mouth opening to ask a question. Your friend just smirked and pushed your head back to face the screen. “Shh. I know. I know, you’re a bit confused right now. But it’s okay.”

You looked at the spiral, and instantly, you couldn’t look away. “You’re just watching TV with a friend… Some really interesting TV. You should keep watching. Stare at the screen, silly. Is it working?” It was. You felt yourself relaxing, unable to resist the urge.

“Stare, and feel your brain slowing down. Becoming more agreeable. There you go. Doesn’t that feel better?” You nodded your head slightly, and you heard them laugh triumphantly. “Just giving in, rather than being confused, asking all those silly questions.”

Any questions you were going to ask had faded from your mind by now. “Just stare. Just sink. I saw your search history the other day.” Your brain didn’t question that. “I knew I could take advantage of it. You know what the spiral is doing to your brain.”

You were helpless to resist. The spiral was sucking your thoughts away. “I can see the effect my words are having. I’ve known you’ve had a crush on me for a while.” That was true. “Today, I’m going to help you realise all the things that crush will make you do for me.”

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[hypnopum]

“There’s something in your soul that drags you towards me, you know that?” Your hypnotist said, happily. “This was your destiny. It’s always been your destiny.” Your mind was blank, empty. A space for them to control. “To serve. To submit to me. To be here.”

They smiled, peering down at you, as you stared mindlessly up at them, from your knees. “And now you’re here… there’s nowhere else you’d rather be, is there? I make everything feel right. I make everything feel good. You just get to absorb my presence. My control.”

Their hand brushed against your cheek, as they leant down, peering deep into your glassy eyes. “So yeah, feel free to stay down there as long as you want. You’ll only sink deeper. You’ll only get more hooked on my power.” They stood back up. Your cheek missed their touch.

“Although… I do want that. I want you hooked. I want you desperate for me. I want you to feel small pangs of discontentment when we’re apart. Not enough to affect your regular life. But reminders. Calling you back to me. Calling you back where you belong.”

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[hypnopum]

“Fuck me, toy… I want you.” Your partner said, their voice tinged with need. Their eyes roamed over you, lingering occasionally, before tearing their gaze away, turning their back on you, walking across the room, with a sigh. “We shouldn’t. We really need to get going.”

You held your hands up, trying to offer some level of reassurance. “We should.” You agreed. You were going to be late at this rate, although their scent, hanging in the air made you want to throw yourself at them, to feel their touch, to be lost in their power.

They looked from you, to the door, and back to you, then down at their watch. A soft, longing growl rose in their throat “Fuck. I can indulge myself for ten more minutes.” They strode back across the room, one hand pressing you to the wall. You gasped.

Their eyes were boring into yours. “That’s it, toy. I want you, and I can have you. That’s the agreement. Whenever I want, however I want.” Their free hand cupped your chin, holding your face still. Not that you were going to look away from their eyes.

When they were this close, there was so little you could do to stop yourself from melting, and drifting, down into the mindlessness that their power brought you. You felt your body sag into lethargy. Their hand on your chin was the only thing holding you up.

Their smile widened. “Yeah, I get to use you, toy.” Their hand on the wall moved, down, tugging your trousers down. “Blank.” They said, snapping their fingers. Your eyes unfocused, your thoughts spaced out. They trailed kisses down your neck, as they sank to their knees.

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[hypnopum]

“What’s wrong, toy? Unable to look away?” Your hypnotist asked, giggling at you. “Helpless to do anything but stare deeper and deeper into my eyes?” You were helpless, their eyes were like magnets, pulling you in, more and more. You nodded, dreamily.

“Good.” They said, grinning. “That’s exactly how it should be. When you’re staring, when you’re lost in my eyes, that’s when you’re at your most pliable.” Their hands pressed on either side of your head, holding you still. Their eyes were pouring their programming into you.

“Your most accepting. It’s in this space that I can begin to slip my commands as deep into your brain as I want.” Your brain was shutting down, as their control took over. “Rewiring you to obsess over me. To find yourself daydreaming about me.” Their smile had shifted.

It had been alluring, seductive. Now they had a possessive look on their face. “Mind wandering off whenever you have free time. Not enough to be dangerous, you’ll always be safe… But your obsession is going to grow, and develop.” You felt the seeds, landing in your mind.

“I’ll be in your head as you go to sleep, and when you’ve just woken up. And you’re going to want to think of me, more, and more.” You couldn’t resist. Their words were flowing, unrelenting, into your unresisting mind. I’m so soothing. So comforting. So… Alluring.”

You felt enchanted by them. “Anytime you do think of me, you’ll send me a message, it doesn’t have to make sense. It doesn’t have to be long. It can just be a full stop. We’ll know that I’m in your head. And that’s what matters. That you become more obsessed with me, got it?”

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[hypnopum]

The tendrils of inky blackness held you down, even as you fought against them. NO matter how much you writhed, they did not loosen. In fact, the more you tried to get out, the more the inky blackness seemed to spread. And wherever it touched, you felt warmth.

You shouldn’t have followed that person. Just… Something had made it seem like such a good idea. The shiny latex, the perfect figure, how could you have not followed? A voice echoed throughout the space, ringing in your brain. “Humannn… Do not struggle.”

The darkness was forming again, taking shape. The tendrils had been coming from pockets of shadow, but now that shadow moved. The same figure, from before. You had stopped trying to escape, when the voice told you to. “This is meant to help you.”

It felt like the voice was inside your head. Like it was your thoughts. “Improve you.” The figure stepped forwards, crouching over you. The tendrils had pinned you to the floor, spread eagled. “Your service will grant you strength.” The figure reached out, touching your cheek.

You could feel that lovely warmth spreading across your body. Into your body.” Submit to the will of the collective, human.” That sounded so nice… To submit, to give in. “Isn’t that why you wished for this joining in the first place?” It must have been. Why had you been fighting?

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[hypnopum]

There were two things in the world that you could focus on right now. Your hypnotist’s voice, and your hypnotist’s hand, between your legs. “That’s it, toy. Just let go, it feels so good to let me play with you...” You didn’t know which was bringing you more pleasure.

The movements of their hand were sending tingling bolts of bliss out, dancing through your body. You quivered slightly as their motions sped up. “Just surrender to the pleasure, toy. You’re in such good hands. My hands, ready to push your body to the brink of desire.”

Each word they said felt like a tiny pinprick of want, and need. Arousal that blossomed in your mind, and then flooded your body. You let out a small moan, and they laughed. “I know, I know, you want more. Such a greedy, eager toy. But you have to wait, silly.”

They tapped you on the forehead with their other hand, gently. The touch sent your mind spiralling deeper into this pleasurable trance. They laughed, looking down at your eager face. “I know what I want to do with you, honey. You just come along for the ride.”

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[hypnopum]

“Something is happening in your brain, toy.” Your hypnotist said, looking down at you. You met their gaze with a quizzical look, you were trying to resist their control. “Oh, yes, toy. I know, you feel completely in control of your faculties. I know, you don’t feel dominated…”

They leant down, closer to you, one hand on your chin, pulling your ear to their mouth. “But you are.” They whispered, before leaning back, licking down your cheek, laughing at you. “My words are already inside that head of yours, rewriting you. Remaking you.”

You could feel the familiar tug at the back of your brain, but you pushed it away, trying to ignore it. “You are submitting. You just don’t know it yet.” They said, fixing you with a hungry look. “But your brain does. You can feel the slight rumblings of submission, can’t you?”

You shook your head, but it felt non-committal. They nodded back at you. “Even as you try to resist… You’re feeling yourself slip into sweet, blissful surrender.” You blinked, and they giggled. “Of course you are, dummy. You want to give in. You want to drop.”

Each word they said made your brain feel more sluggish. “You want to drift. Shh, I know, I know that you’re trying to hold back, but why?” Their hand was on your chin, holding you in place, as their eyes bored into yours. “Why not let go? Why not submit? Are you scared?”

You… Were your scared? “That you won’t be able to stop? What’s the problem with that? I never want you to stop. So just drop.” They snapped their fingers. Your eyes closed. That’s it. There we go, sink for me. I told you I was already inside, you just needed to accept that.”

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[hypnopum]

Inspired by @hypnanosis, on twitter and bluesky!

“I love being this submissive for you, dominant. Wrapped around your finger. Enchanted by your words. But…” You searched around for the words, trying to not sound ungrateful. You weren’t. You loved this. The feelings. The powerlessness. It felt incredible.

 At the same time… “I feel very vulnerable. Not in a bad way. I feel, open, and seen in a way I haven’t before.” You looked back to them, finally. Their eyes were fixed on yours. Not in that hungry, predatory stare they sometimes wore, when they wanted you.

This was a softer look. A kinder look. “I’m glad I make you feel that way.” They finally said. “I love making you feel good. Making you feel open, and vulnerable… It’s a sign that you trust me. And I want you to trust me.” They held out their hand, palm up.

You did trust them. A lot. With your mind. Your body. You trusted them to take good care of you. So, you took their hand. And they pulled. Suddenly. That soft look was hungry now. Needy. They wanted you. “Drop, toy.” They said, as you fell into them. Your mind went blank.

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[hypnopum]

“Sink, toy. Just sink.” Your hypnotist said, one hand tangling in your hair, and pulling, making your thoughts stall. “You don’t need to think right now. No, you just need to be blank, and mindless, and oh, so obedient. You want to be obedient, don’t you?”

You nodded slightly. Your mind was still stuck. Your thoughts felt so hazy. “Then stop thinking. Just follow my words, and do as you’re told.” They pointed downwards. “Kneel.” You sank to your knees, eagerly, quickly. They laughed at you, which made you blush.

“That’s it. Doesn’t it feel good to just follow along?” It did. Your mind felt so hazy, so foggy. “To be good, and blank, and obedient?” Their hand, still in your hair, nodded your head up and down. “Yeah, that’s it.” They released your hair, and pointed downwards again.

“Now, prostrate yourself before me.” You lowered yourself fully to the floor, arms stretched out before you, in a position of worship. Their laughter flooded your ears again, and it made you feel so good. So weak. “Such a good pet. Feel yourself sink deeper, the lower you go.”

Your brain felt completely blank. All you knew was that you wanted to obey. To be theirs. “And you can’t get up, not when I…” They placed their foot on your back, holding you down. “That’s it. You’re stuck down here. Beneath me, both mentally and physically.”

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[hypnopum]

Inspired by @hypnanosis, on twitter and bluesky!

“Awh, look at you, toy.” Your hypnotist said, straddling you on the bed. “So helpless beneath me. And I can hardly blame you, when I look this good, it just makes sense that you’d give in to me. Give me whatever I want…”

They laughed, a hungry look in their eyes. “And I want you, toy.” Their fingers trailed over your chest. “All of you. Your mind, to rewrite, your body, to play with, your soul, to bind.” They bent their fingers, nails digging into your skin. Your mind focused on the sensation.

You let out a gasp, as pain mixed with pleasure, and they laughed, cruelly. “That’s it, toy. Give in to me, let me make you feel good. It’ll just make it easier to brainwash you. To twist you, corrupt you.” Their nails stopped moving, and instead just pressed.

Your mind felt woozy, and hazy. Your thoughts were foggy, your mind was beyond your control. But their words were clear. Their nails were pinpricks of focus on your skin. Their laughter was a song that pulled you deeper. You were so blank, and you were theirs, completely.

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[hypnopum]

Your hypnotist’s eyes were like jewels. So pretty. They were smirking at you. “You feel that compulsion, don’t you, toy?” The compulsion? You… You tried to think, and struggled. “That eager need and want to give in to me. The compulsion to stare into my eyes, silly.”

Oh. Yes, you felt that. It was the driving force in your brain right now. “Like you can’t get enough of them.” You never wanted to look away. “That’s because you can’t get enough of them.” More. More. More. You blinked. Were their eyes watching you still, behind your eyelids?

“They consume you. Breaking your brain” Your head was getting fuzzier, the longer you stared. “Making you weak. Making you helpless.” A soft whine left your lips. Their eyes were your focus. “And you just can’t stop staring.” For a brief moment, you considered looking away.

“No matter how much you might think you want to… And let’s be real, you don’t want to.” The moment passed. You had forgotten it. You just wanted to stare. Could do nothing but stare, and sink, and drop. “If you wanted to, you’d have looked away already.”

You didn’t want to look away. “But you’re still staring. So, you must want to stare, huh?” You wanted to stare. You needed to stare. “That make sense, doesn’t it? Especially to a silly little mind like yours.” Your brain felt so hazy. “So, keep staring. You can stare as much as you want to.”

Their smirk had become a grin. “I want you obsessed with looking into my eyes.” That obsession was blossoming in your brain. “Being my blank, brainless, staring, plaything.” Every word made you weaker. “The compulsion will only get stronger. But you don’t mind, do you?”

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[hypnopum]

Your hypnotist’s hands were in your hair, rubbing small circles into your head. “My words have replaced your thoughts, toy.” Every movement of their hands made it so easy to follow along. “So, it just makes sense that you obey.” It did. Everything made sense when they said it.

“It just makes sense that you follow wherever my words lead you. Because they’re your thoughts.” Your thoughts were their words. “So why wouldn’t you obey? Why wouldn’t you drop? Why wouldn’t you sink?” You had to obey. You had to drop. You had to sink.

“My control just feels so nice. So warm. So comforting.” Their hands moved down your head, to your neck, then your shoulders. Each place they touched melted more into relaxation. “It’s right to be obedient. It’s perfectly normal to be unable to think of a reason to resist.”

You couldn’t think of why you would resist. “Resistance would be so much effort. That makes sense, doesn’t it?” You nodded your head slightly. “Yes, good toy. Of course it makes sense, you thought it, didn’t you?” You started to nod your head, then stopped. What?

“Oh, are you getting confused?” You were. “Where do my words end, and your thoughts begin?” You couldn’t tell. “Oh, silly toy. I’ve told you. They’re the same. My words are your thoughts. That’s it. Stop trying to make sense of it.” You obeyed. “Just submit. Good toy.”

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[hypnopum]

“Drift for me, toy. Further and further away from awareness.” Your mind felt like it was drifting in an ocean of bliss. “More and more mindless for me. “Every word that your hypnotist said pulled you further away from the shore of consciousness.

Now you were floating, drifting on the surface of mindlessness. “Such a good toy. So eager to follow my words. Sink for me. Drop for me.” You felt your limbs drop, limply, onto the bed. Your mind plummeted. Further away from the surface of mindlessness, now you were sinking.

And it felt so good. “No need to think. Just sink deeper. Just drift further down. Feel my words wrapping around that brain of yours.” Their words were ropes, chains, weights that pulled you deeper, and deeper. “And it feels so good to sink, doesn’t it toy?”

If you had had any strength, you would have nodded, but you couldn’t. You could just sink deeper. Floating on a current of their words that dragged you further under. There were no thoughts. Just their words. Their control. Their commands. You didn’t want to be anywhere else.

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[hypnopum]

“Okay, toy. Just sink. Just slip into trance for me.” Your hypnotist said, one hand brushing down your chest. Their words, their tone of voice, their touch made your brain go blank, so easily. “That’s it… You’re ever such a good plaything. Let your brain turn off for me.”

Your eyes were rolling upwards, as your thoughts melted into nothingness. “You don’t need to think. No, you just get to be blank, and obedient.” Their words were filling in the space where your mind had been. “It feels so good to be mindless, doesn’t it toy?”

Their hands were tracing over your skin, each touch, each downward brush of their fingers pulling you deeper. “Nod your head.” You nodded, agreeing with them. “Yes, good plaything. Just blank, and empty, and oh, so agreeable.” You wanted to agree. You wanted to obey.

“And the more you sink, the better it feels. You love this feeling, don’t you toy?” You kept nodding. Kept agreeing. “You love it when I make you feel like this. Helpless, weak, submissive. And you just keep sinking deeper, with every word I say. Such a good toy for me. “

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