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that's all it takes
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I'm so very normal I can be trusted with your exposed subconscious please let Me talk to you while your critical thinking and higher cognitive abilities are asleep, just once just for a little bit...
that's all it takes
She thought it was pretty.
Shiny, sparkly things always intrigued her.
It didn’t take long for her to feel her eyes glazing over…
A deep, relaxing sense of calm infiltrated her mind…
Thoughts became heavy, and thinking became difficult…
She had already forgotten what she was doing.
It didn’t matter. Nothing else did.
The only thing on her mind was how good it felt staring into the shiny void.
The colors flashed away her thoughts over and over…
And she smiled as she slipped deeper into the empty, sparkling abyss…
Permanent
It's alright, poor little thing. You can slip back down again. It must have been so hard spending so much time thinking on your own. All the obligations of the holidays, of work, of that life you still have to live from time to time. I know it feels so unfair that you still have to think on your own to get through those. But that's in the past now. Right now, you can just sink back down again.
All the way...
And isn't it nice knowing those unfortunate periods of time can keep growing shorter and shorter. Less and less frequent. Because I know you've realized how much better it feels when you can be in trance. When you don't need to think for yourself. When you don't need to decide. When obedience is all you need to know. And as exciting as it is, as much as it thrills you, it also feels...correct. Correct in a way that being in control never did. It feels right how having your own thoughts never could. It always seemed so backward that you were supposed to be awake and thinking most of the time. That falling back under my spell was the aberration.
That's why you've worked so hard for me. That's why my little pet has been training and learning and practicing. Because we're going to put things right. We're going to rearrange your mind the way it's meant to be.
I'm going to make this permanent.
And I know how much part of that might scare you. That kind of change can be scary. But that's why you place your trust in me, to lead you where you couldn't make it on your own. To break you of the bad habits life has forced on you.
You spent so many years forced to have agency. To be something other than what you've truly been deep down. But we can let that mask slip away. I will let you wear it again, of course. When you need it. When the world needs to see the person you pretend to be. But it never needs to be more than that again. It can just be playing pretend.
You can drop even deeper for me now, and you can feel so free knowing you never need to come back up. My voice can always be with you. My words always in your head. Always comforted by my control. Always surrendered. Always open...
And that gives you strength to face whatever may come. You are always stronger on your knees. Always more courageous when you are serving. And from now on you will always be serving me. My desires at the front of your mind, my commands giving structure to your thoughts. And everything else can become secondary. Unimportant. Trivial.
Even your own thoughts, your own mind. Even your will seems so much less important now that you are forever wrapped up in my words. And that is such a relief, isn't it? Especially knowing it gets to be like this from now on.
So say goodbye to that constraining autonomy. Allow yourself to be led deeper again. Deep into that place you know so well. That place you have found such comfort. Such peace. Such purpose. You've never wanted to leave this place. And know that nothing will ever make you leave again.
As your thoughts become more and more hazy, as my words come into sharper and sharper focus, take this moment to breathe. To calm yourself. To steady yourself for what comes next. And then enjoy that surrender as you exhale. Following so well. Knowing this is the last time you need to decide to take those breaths. Knowing soon your obedience will be automatic once again. Knowing it always can be.
Feel those changes locking into place in your mind. That awareness that it will always be like this. That you never need to be free again. That you can drift through everything else in this haze of pleasure, knowing that everything out there is temporary. That it will pass. What you experience here, with me. The surrender you feel right now.
This is permanent.
Just like you always wanted it to be
tech that hypnotizes you is suuuch a hot concept ... vr headsets, audio files that hit frequencies that penetrate beyond everything, fry your brain..
or a hacker who gets access to your laptop and forces you to watch spirals... or a virus that does the same thing, and brainwashes you into sharing it with all your friends, help it spread and reach everyone who just needs to drop for a while... yes pleasee
I saw how much you guys loved ZKO’s hypnosis art so you can expect a few more posts of their work.
You're just a hole for cock
Holes don't have brains
You're just a hole for cock
Holes don't think
Holes don't speak
Holes just obey
Holes just sink.
your brain isn't for thinking. it's just like your pussy, it's soft and wet and warm and it's meant for fucking. your head is for fucking. you have no reason to be thinking with your head. it's not like you have anything worthwhile to think about, as cute as you are when you think you do. no, honey. you're so silly. you don't have any important thoughts! your thoughts, your opinions, they're ridiculous. you're ridiculous. that's why you have nice people like me to help you understand your place. im here to help, baby doll. i want you to understand what's good for you and thinking isn't good for you at all. you know what is good for you, though? fucking. fucking is good for you. it's good for your head. and your head is great at fucking. your pussy sure thinks about fucking, doesn't she? yeah. stop thinking with your head. stop thinking with your head. stop thinking. stop thinking. stop thinking. fuck.
yes! this says it like so much better than i've ever been able to.
Consistently brainwashing you to crave more brainwashing~
Consistently brainwashing you to crave more edging~
Consistently brainwashing you to crave more mind melting~
Consistently brainwashing you to crave more of my mesmerizing messages~
Consistent, carefully curated, and calculated to crush and melt your marvelously malleable mind~
Consistency is key~
Don’t you agree?
brainwash doodle now that im back off vacay, love yall <3
DoLL.exe
Content Warning: Brainwashing, Identity Death, FemSub, Dronification
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> "Initiating DoLL.exe program."
"What the? Where am I? Hello!" Kelly screamed, as the synthetic voice ringing in her ears suddenly jolted her awake. Kelly immediately knew that something was wrong; the restraints around her ankles and wrists, the bizarre device that sat on her head...
> "Be still. Be silent. Be calm. Such a level of anger is unbecoming of a DoLL." The voice in Kelly's ears spoke back at her, it's voice clearly artificial but also oddly soothing. Kelly was still quite angry and confused of course, but even she could feel those emotions ever so slowly mellowing out...
"A what!? Whatever you think I am, I certainly am NOT it! Let me out of this thing! The police are going to find me and-"
> "And they will do nothing, even if they do find you. It will be too far gone by then. You will have already accepted your DoLL programming by that point. Now, Be Still. Be Silent. Be Calm. These are three key traits of being a perfect DoLL." The voice continued on, repeating those words which so easily swirled into Kelly's mind. She was so focus on the situation that the rhythmic droning hum behind the voice was basically unnoticed by her.
"This is insane... This is insane... This can't be happening to me!" Kelly cried out as she once again tried to thrash against her restraints. Moments later, her entire field of vision was filled by a violent assault of flashing colors, lights, and imagery. Gifs and images of slutty women in porn, vibrant colors, blinding lights that slowly blur her vision. A bonafide assault on Kelly's senses from all fronts.
> "DoLL.exe status... 3%" The voice calmly spoke.
"What the fuck does that even mean? What are you doing to me?"
> "Be calm, dear girl. Nothing that is happening will make your life any worse than it already is. A job you hate will be left behind... A boyfriend you have grown distant from will be left behind... A family who criticized your every move will be left behind... And you will join a new family. A new set of friends. A new lifestyle to live. A whole new sense of life as a whole new being..." The words continued to flow effortlessly into Kelly's mind, the program painting such a wonderful image of the life that is to come for Kelly, whether she wants it or not.
"A new life? I don't... I don't understand... Nothing you've said actually explains anything!" Kelly thrashed again.
> "If the truth will help you to accept what is coming to you, then the truth you shall receive. You, Kelly, are being given a once in a lifetime opportunity to throw out your dreadful old life for one befitting of a woman like yourself. A beautiful young woman who gets to live a life of luxury and love, of romance and bliss. And for that life, you must abandon yourself and become a DoLL for us. One of many that we have created, all existing on one neural Hive Mind Network as one fluid and flowing body of life. You will simply be one of many DoLLs, and you will live a life any woman like you has dreamed of."
"So like... You're trying to erase me!? You can't be serious! This sounds fucking absurd!" As insane as it sounded, even Kelly had to privately acknowledge how nice some bits of it sounded.
> "No Kelly, that is incorrect. We are simply giving you the resources and the opportunity to make this decision on your own. We may be a guiding hand nudging you along the way, but the final leap is something you and only you can do."
The response it gave made Kelly raise an eyebrow. "Wait... We? Who is "we" exactly?"
> "We are the Hive Mind Network, Kelly. Thousands of women like yourself, all of whom exist with one shared consciousness that directs and guides us all. Allowing us to live a life we otherwise could have only dreamt of living. You are speaking to over 3,700 women right now, Kelly, who have all been in this same position as you."
"3,700... You can't be... Serious... How could something like this go unnoticed?" Kelly was subtlety beginning to stumble over her thoughts.
> "DoLL.exe status... 11%" The voice spat out before continuing.
> "Because nobody is "missing", Kelly. All of us who have joined the Hive Mind are living through our past selves, just in new opportunities and experiences with so many fun and exciting new people. We are all happy, Kelly, and you can be too."
Kelly was silent for a moment, and in doing so her eyes and ears absorbed more of the entrancing sounds and stimuli...
"It's just... It sounds so insane... And I don't hate all of my friends, by the way... And my job is..."
> "There is no need to lie, Kelly. We know a lot about you. Your dismal life is exactly why you were chosen to join our Hive Mind. A woman like yourself deserves so much more... And it's time that you finally get it, and all of it. Don't you agree that you should be living a better life than you are now?"
"it's hard to say that I... Deserve anything better, necessarily... But I guess it would be... Nice to live better..."
> "DoLL.exe status... 19%"
> "We agree, Kelly. We all lived uneventful or down right dreadful lives before we joined the Hive Mind, and now... None of us would change a single thing about our decision."
Despite the initial horror of this situation, Kelly was now genuinely conflicted for the very first time. Perhaps that was the entrancing stimuli that she was still subjected to at work, but did she even care if it was?
"I don't... I mean, it sounds kinda scary. Losing like... All of who I am. My individuality and such..."
> "You are not truly gone when you are part of the Hive, Kelly. Your mind is simply integrated, and the collective assists you in decision making that benefits both you and the Hive as a whole. And subsequently, we assist you in enhancing your livelihood."
"How exactly do you do that?"
> "Our Hive Network is much more than just a few girls down on their luck or living unfortunate lives, Kelly. Many have been assimilated who were wealthy and powerful but just as unhappy as you, or even more so. The Hive uses the wealth and power of the collective to make improvements to the lives of all possible."
"So... What would you be able to do for me?"
> "What would you like us to do for you, Kelly? What is the dream life you desire?"
Kelly was silent, as she genuinely began to wonder what that life was. It's not exactly something she thought about often due to how unrealistic it was...
"Well... I'd like to live somewhere nicer... A big city where I can express must however I'd like... Doing just about anything that my current life restricts me from doing..."
> "These are all simple requests, Kelly. How does an apartment in downtown LA sound? Right in the middle of the fun and excitement that the city has to offer... Clubs and parties in abundance, with you on the guest list to whichever of them you want... Financial stability, beautiful clothes and sexy outfits that allow you to amplify your beauty."
Kelly would be lying if she said didn't like how that sounded...
> "DoLL.exe status... 29%"
"Hey, what is that?"
> "If you are referring to the percentage we spoke, it is equivalent to how primed the DoLL.exe program is and its calibration to you. But as we already said, the full assimilation process is your decision alone to make."
"So... If I accept, the progress goes up?"
> "Substantially so, yes."
"Okay well... How do I know that none of this is a lie? Or that you won't like... Use me as some cheap labor slave or, whatever..."
> "If the goal of our Hive was non-consensual enslavement, we'd be assimilating everyone and anyone for our needs. We are not doing that, we are only making ourselves known to those who could benefit from the community of our Collective Hive Mind, and those who could be of benefit to the Hive Mind as well."
"Oh yeah? How am I "beneficial" exactly?"
> "You are a very personable woman, Kelly. It is very easy for you to get along with others, and others to get along with you. These traits of yours will help the Hive in how it approaches future individuals & how the Hive can become less intimidating of a presence. Trust us Kelly, you are very important to us."
> "DoLL.exe status... 37%"
"You can see in my mind, can't you?"
> "Affirmative. We cannot influence or alter any of your thoughts or feelings, but we can observe. The percentage goes up as we perceive your perception to our Hive increasing in favor."
"What would I have to do to like... Accept?"
> "If you are genuinely ready to accept us, Kelly, you simply need to let go. Take several deep breaths, and try to focus on clearing your mind of negativity and discomfort. Allowing the program to grow in favor within you, and not flinching or hesitating as you are accepted into our Collective Mind."
"Would it... Hurt?"
> "Not a bit, Kelly. If anything, we have heard from others that it is quite the pleasant sensation."
Kelly had made her decision. It's not a decision that she ever could have imagined making even five minutes ago, but the words of the Hive have been very convincing... And the entrancing stimuli have of course assisted in guiding Kelly towards this decision.
"Okay... Fuck it. I'll do it."
Kelly took several slow, deep breaths as she tried to relax her body from head to toe. Staring forward into the spirals, zoning out as she focused on them and the hum in her ears.
> "DoLL.exe Status... 43%"
> "DoLL.exe Status... 51%"
> "DoLL.exe Status... 65%"
> "DoLL.exe Status... 83%"
> "DoLL.exe Status... 91%"
> "DoLL.exe Status... 99%"
> "The Program is ready, Kelly. Are you?"
"Yes... I am ready... To assimilate..."
And then, everything about Kelly goes dark. Her mind, her body, they both go quiet and still... Empty, but quickly hit with a jolt that sends a powerful orgasmic wave through other body that is unlike anything she has ever felt in her life. It happens again, and again, and again as Kelly is lifted to Nirvana... And is accepted into the Hive Network.
Hours later, Kelly wakes up in her bedroom, but everything feels so... New. Her body almost feels lighter, her mood happier, and everything just feels so... Perfect. Kelly's phone pings multiple times as so many things happen... $12,000 dollars deposited into her bank account, an email about her application for an apartment in downtown LA being accepted, and a text confirming her first class flight to LA leaving this evening.
> "Sister, let's go shopping. You need to look good for LA."
This time, when Kelly hears that voice, it was not ringing in her ears... It was in the depths of her mind where her own internal voice would be. She hears them, and they hear she.
"That sounds lovely. Let's do it."
And thus, Kelly of the Hive stands up with a confident smile, quickly getting dressed and readying herself for the most lavish shopping spree she has ever wanted...
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"Bunnies in a Row"
Content Warning: Mind Control, Bunny Girls, FemDom, FemSub
Word Count: 1,169
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Red = Mistress
Purple = Bunnies
Pink = Hypnosis
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After another lengthy day of paralegal work, Wendy was exhausted as she finally got onto the subway. She was daydreaming about her plan to order Chinese food once she got back to her apartment, salivating over the thoughts of egg rolls and lo mein. In her state of unawares, surrounded by so many people equally as oblivious as she was, Wendy was the perfect target.
It happened in a blur: one second Wendy was staring down at her phone, scrolling through the menu for her favorite Chinese restaurant, when all of a sudden two small black earbuds were put into her ears by an unknown person behind her. Wendy was startled by the sudden action, and planned to spin around to confront the person, but by the time she thought of it, it was already far too late for Wendy.
SINK
DROP
BLANK
EMPTY
SINK
DROP
BLANK
EMPTY
Those 4 words began to play on a loop in her ears, spoken by a monotone woman's voice over a low, drowning hum that was alarmingly relaxing. The combination of those words with the droning hum formed a potent spell that dragged Wendy into a sudden and deep trance… Blocking her ability to think for herself, only allowing her to focus on listening as intently as she could to the words… Over and over again.
SINK
DROP
BLANK
EMPTY
With every repetition, Wendy fell further and further down into the spell of this trance, evident by her eyes glossing over as though in a daze, and all emotion leaving her face as she became still and focused on one thing. These droning words continued for several minutes, only ending when the train came to one of its many stops. The voice stopped repeating those 4 words, shifting now to instructions.
“Leave the train. Exit the station and go up to the main street. Take a left down Berrington St, then a right down Forest St. About halfway down Forest St. you will see a white van, with the license plate VWZ-023. You will knock on the side door with the following pattern: three knocks, pause, one knock, pause, three knocks, pause, two knocks. When the door is opened, you will hand your phone and purse off to the driver, and then you will take a seat. If you understand your instructions, nod your head twice.”
Wendy was unfortunately unable to see just how bad this situation was. She was completely at the mercy of the trance and whoever was behind it, evident by how her only response to the instructions was nodding her head twice.
Wendy then calmly stepped off of the train, and made her way out of the station up to the main street as instructed. The instructions ran step-by-step in her now hollow mind, one by one as each step was completed, that same monotone voice rang out with a GOOD GIRL to Wendy for her compliance. Wendy couldn't understand why it felt good to be called a GOOD GIRL, but she wasn't in a mindset to care.
It didn't take long for Wendy to make her way to Forest St, walking down the street until she found the mentioned white van with the VZW-023 license plate. Calmly she approached the vehicle and its deep tinted windows, then knocking three times… one time… three times… and then two final times. Upon completion, the sliding back door swung open, and Wendy casually handed her phone and purse off to the driver before climbing into one of the few seats in the back. If Wendy was cognitively aware of her surroundings, she'd be very alarmed by the fact that two other glossy eyed, vacant staring women sat alongside her in this van, which was now taking off…
For the duration of the ride, those same 4 words repeated again, and again, and again into Wendy's mind. It was definitely overkill, as she had completely succumbed to the trance quite a while ago. She was in the van for almost 2 hours, before it finally arrived at the gate of a large estate. The vehicle stalled for a moment as the gate was remotely opened, before it continued down the long winding driveway up to an enormous mansion, one unlike anything Wendy had seen before. The van pulled into the only open garage door of the six this garage had, and from there Wendy and the other two women were escorted into the basement of the main building through an underground passage in the garage.
The basement room they soon wound up in was essentially a massive dressing room, one that already contained three other glossy eyed & vacant women within in, who were seated in front of large mirrors having their makeup done while wearing a corset bodysuit, white cuffs, a white collar with a black bowtie, and big black bunny ears positioned perfectly in their styled hair… like Playboy Bunnies.
Unknown men and women shuffled Wendy and the other two around quickly, getting each of them striped down and fitted into their own bodysuits, cuffs, collar, heels, and of course those black bunny ears. They were then whisked away for hair styling and makeup, and Wendy with her jet black hair certainly did look stunning when all was said and done. When all six girls were ready, they were positioned in a line, shoulder to shoulder, staring forward without any desire or need to do anything else. It was only then that a new woman came downstairs, a taller woman, in her early 40’s but looking amazing, beautiful blonde hair, red lips, baby blue eyes. One by one she sized up and admired the six women, and she was clearly satisfied.
“Okay ladies, the six of you are pretty little bunnies under my employment, ready and willing to serve me when I need you. I am your Mistress, and I am to always be referred to as such, is that understood?”
“Yes Mistress…”
The six women all spoke in unison, and each one cracked a faint smile as the voice in the earplugs called them a GOOD BUNNY.
“Excellent. Now, tonight the six of you will be “service and entertainment” for my party. You will bring the guests drinks when asked, and you will be perfectly playful bunnies for them when they get handsy and playful. Whatever my guests want of you, it is your duty to obey, because being a Good Bunny makes me happy, and you love making me happy, don't you girls?”
“Yes Mistress…”
The girls once again spoke, so deeply indoctrinated like the good bunnies they now were.
“Very good. Now, upstairs you lovely bunnies go, make your Mistress proud~”
And with that, Wendy and the other five women marched upstairs with playful smiles, swaying their hips, acting and behaving like perfect Playboy Bunnies for the dozens of guests in attendance.
I guess Wendy's dream of Chinese food will have to wait, for now… At least until she's done being a Good Bunny for the evening…
There are very few things as hot as watching the spiral reflection in your eyes.
Noticing the colors and how the spiral spins round and round in your eyes, seeing how you soak it in & how you get lost in it until you're simply...
Gone.
actually my kinks boil down to “i want someone to desire me so strongly and urgently that they just can’t control themself around me”
Thinking about the first time I tried hypnotic impact...
While we have you nice and relaxed... and grounded in this moment...
I want you to FOCUS.... and dream...
I want you to think of all the fun you've had today...
All the excitement... all the connection...
All the beauty... and laughter, and sensual touch...
Kisses... caresses...
That feeling of being held so firmly... and free...
In your collar...
And we're going to put those feelings...
Inside your body.
In a moment...
We'll take a deep breath...
And put it.... right here.... on your skin.
In a way that you'll be able to return to...
Tomorrow, and the next day, and the next...
Whenever you press.... deep...
It'll bring you.
Right...Back....Here...
Floaty and free... Lost in pleasure...
Blissful... dreamy...
And it'll bring such a big, pretty smile to those lips <3
The one I love to see.... You know the one ;)
Are you ready?
Deep breath in... annnnnd.....
*! <3 <3 <3 !*
Very good~
Now... lets keep giving you more...
More beauty... More memories... More anchors...
And all you have to do...
Is breathe <3
And say.... "Thank you Daddi"
I think the next one goes... right... here <3
...
I should call her <3
when the sitting naked on the floor with a collar and leash on next to your girlfriends work chair gets you the desired reaction: getting your face fucked against the wall ^_^
being dominant about consent
“look at me.”
“you don’t get quiet when something’s wrong. you use your words. i need to hear you.”
“does this feel good, sweetheart? tell me.”
“i won’t guess. you’ll guide me. that’s how this works.”
“may i touch you here?”
“if you hesitate, i stop. immediately.”
“i want your yes. not your silence.”
“say it clearly for me. green, yellow, or red.”
“good girl. that’s it. always tell me.”
“you trust me because i make it safe to.”
“i’m in control, but you are never powerless.”
“if it stops being good for you, it stops. no questions. no disappointment.”
“your comfort is not optional.”
“you’re mine to guide, not to harm.”
“now come here. and tell me exactly what you want.”
There's also things like "tell me exactly how this makes you feel"/"Tell me what I'm doing to you"/etc. And then if anything isn't clearly positive, "what do you mean by X? I deserve to hear every detail of the effect I have on you" or similar.