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It was morning. Carlos got out of bed, looked down, and smiled. White briefs. Father said that means the hypnosis worked. Carlos looked in his underwear drawer. Not a pair of boxers to be found, only rows of pristine white briefs. Something deep within him told Carlos exactly what he needed to do. He snapped a photo in the restroom and sent it to Father with the message, “Thank you for hypnotizing me last night, Father. Thank you for helping me become better. It feels so good to have a happily controlled mind. I will always need Father’s hypnosis.”
By angelxwink
Fags should always be training
Logan’s mind was hopelessly happy and empty after an hour of his Father’s hypnosis. “Now, son, now that you’re in hypnosocks like a good boy, you get a treat. Just do what feels natural with what I put in your hands. Gooood boy.”
Twinsies
It had taken a while… but Cody and his Father eventually gave in. There they were, deep in trance in their mandatory hypnosocks and hypnojocks, raising their hands high above their heads as part of their nightly obedience tests. The spiral always wins.
Caleb faced the wall, eyes beautifully blank, mind kept deep in trance by his hypnosocks as his Father’s voice boomed behind him. “Good boy, Caleb. This is the deepest you’ve ever been. You love your nightly discipline. Obedience is pleasure. You love your hypnosocks. All those rebellious thoughts are long gone.” Caleb smiled as he realized what a good boy he was being. Yes. Father must be obeyed.
Buenas nalgadas por travieso
After getting into trouble at school, Charles’s Father sent him to Grandpas, where the strict old man put him in a shirt and tube socks with strange patterns and lines on them, along with some tighty whities. When Charles put them on something shifted in his brain, like the whole weekend was a dream he couldn’t wake up from.
Soon enough he was flat on Grandfather’s lap. “Charles, you’re not a rebel. You’re a good boy.” Charles’s cock jumped. “You obey your teachers.” Charles smiled. Of course. He’s always been a teacher’s pet. “You obey your Father.” Of course. Charles always does what Father says. Father knows best. “You’ll wear these socks every day from now on and keep your mind so happily obedient.” Charles nodded as Gradfather spanked him once more. Of course he’d stay in trance now. After all, good boys obey.
“Yes boy, go deeper deeper. Deeper for Daddy. You can be just as you are meant to be when you’re with Dad. A horny hypnosocked and hypnobriefed slave.”
Jake had been prepping his dad with covert hypnosis techniques for months. Here it was. His dad got home from work and went straight to his room to change…only he didn’t have time to before Jake walked in with no pants or underwear on. At first his dad looked horrified, then accepting…then lustful. It had worked, and now Jakes dad was all his.
“Sink deep into Daddy Discipline, boy. Leak out your brain for Daddy. Deeper, deeper. Bend and leak now.”
“That’s right Kyle. You’re trapped. And it feels so nice to be trapped by Daddy’s words. Let your head become so heavy as you sink deeper. You love tighty whities so much. You’re completely controlled. You’re Daddy’s obedient tighty whitey boy. Gooood boy.”
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Good boys pair their hypnosocks with conservative TV
Coach called, and Jason walked into the “screening room” robotically. “You know what to do, Jason. Just keep your eyes on the TV. Sink for coach. Good drone.” Jason took a deep breath. The screen lit up.
“LOYAL TO COACH”
“OBEDIENT TO COACH”
“LOYAL TO FOOTBALL”
“GROW FOR FOOTBALL”
“GROW FOR YOUR COUNTRY”
Jason smiled. He was home.
After a few sessions, Jack finally began to agree with his hypnotist: good boys get disciplined, and the best discipline is a spanking from Daddy while deep in trance.
Charlie felt his mind drifting, so he wiggled his toes in his tube socks just like he was taught. “You’re watching the screen and understanding. Sink for MAGA. You’re becoming a strong man. Strong men are weak for MAGA.” Charlie smiled as he sunk back into another comfortable tranced night in front of the TV, enjoying the feel of the white briefs the spiral ordered him to buy. “Good workers obey.” He smiled wider as a cell phone icon appeared on the screen. Charlie obeyed the trigger instantly and picked up his phone and invited his liberal buddy over. He knew the world needed more good workers like him.
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My hypnotist neighbor is able to relax me so much. I thought I couldn’t get hypnotized until he invited me in give it a try one day. Now he’s helping me realizing I’m a breeder. I take off my shoes, he rubs my socks, I get all heavy and foggy, and he tells me how I’m a good hypno socked conservative breeder boy.