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@mind-alchemy
glasses that are tinted a specific color that you only wear while being hypnotized, until just having them on keeps you in a trance
Ein interessanter Ansatz für Continues-Brainwashing.
Wellness Blogger Interviews YouTube Guru (Hypnosis) | Deep Sleep | Soft Spoken ASMR
What do you expect from that?
She Can't Resist the Drop
She tries to stay awake but can't resist going back down into trance
Master List: Updated July 20, 2026
Corruption/Dumbification/Hypnosis
Reward systems: Rewiring your brain is hard work
What's the difference?: A small change in perspective goes a long way.
Hypnotist: I’m not one, but that won’t stop you from dropping.
Catchphrases: Personally, I'd prefer if you were here for a good time AND a long time.
Brain Stuff: Something about him brings the best out of you.
Study Sesh: A little peer pressure never hurt anyone.
Relapse: You've enjoyed your time off, but it's time to come back.
Moderation: You're begging him to make you dumb again.
Repetition: I never expected you to drop on the first try.
Curious: Okay, so maybe you shouldn't have drank master's pink potion.
How-Tos
Your regularly scheduled check in: Look at how far you’ve come.
Fundamentals: Affirmations to make you a better slut.
Training: The best way to be good for him, is to be good for me.
Edging 101: The fundamental principles of not cumming
Rough Stuff: CNC/Stalker/Kidnapping/Somno/Free Use etc.
Participation: Watching you pass out is my favorite part.
Type: Am I your type?
Deep Breaths: If I told you to stop breathing, would you? 🥺
Half-Dreaming: Being asleep isn't an excuse.
Fucktoy: Who gets to use you next?
Times Up: Just don't cum and he'll let you go.
Bait: You finally attract the man of your dreams.
Selfish: Have you ever stopped and considered what I want?
Hole Inspection: Just making sure everything is up to code.
The Clearing: You've heard the rumors, but now it's time to see for yourself.
Sleep Tight: It's that wet dream again... the one where I fuck you in your sleep.
I Wish: You don't actually want all men to be like me.
Hate: You hate that he makes you love it.
Our Entertainment: Master is having a party, and you're the main attraction.
Rotation: You'll do anything for another hit.
Stronger: I could just take what I want.
I try to be good: I should probably let you rest.
Red: Your face is too pretty not to slap.
Hierophilia
Vespers: Not all sins are created equal.
Pet Play
In heat: Trained to go into heat. You know, like a dog.
Inconsistencies: Honestly, I think treating you like a pet is a compliment.
The Leash: Click goes the leash. Gone goes your mind.
Shock Collar: That's a little inhumane, don't you think?
Sweet Stuff
The Hilt: I knight has nothing if not his oath and his sword
Roommates: girls who room together, rub together
The Bottom: The key to a sadist’s heart is getting your ass spanked.
Just Once: Babe, I swear I’ll pull out. Trust me.
Throat Fuck Thursday: Babe, it's throat fuck Thursday. Come on. You have to.
Distance: This would be so much easier if you were closer.
Prep: You can take him. You just need a little help.
Morning: Good morning princess :)
Starving: Please please please just let me eat you out.
Panties: I can't believe you soaked through another pair.
Student X Teacher
Symbols: His methods are controversial, but they get the job done.
After hours: You’ve never seen this side of him before
Yapping & General Mind-fuckery
Condoms: They get a bad wrap.
Before & After: Learn to appreciate the journey
Why you should just give in
How long does it take to turn you into a cumdump? It's an honest question.
Dramatic: I like putting on a show for you
Gratitude: Thank me properly.
Tying you up: I can’t get it off my mind.
Work: I really need you in my lap if I’m going to get anything done.
We need to get you offline: Go touch grass cock.
I'm not fucking you: Yes, I know that may be hard to believe.
Losing control: Why won't you just follow directions?
Whiplash: The blog is supposed to be a little disorienting.
Premature Celebration: I think I won, but let's not get ahead of ourselves.
Losing yourself: The old you isn't worth holding onto.
Boundaries: Say thank you the next time he touches you.
If this didn't matter: The blog is affecting you, and that's why you keep coming back.
Why does edging feel so good: Let me explain.
Why does becoming porn feel so good: Let me explain... again.
Voices: Don't listen to them. Listen to me.
Concession: Maybe you're getting to me too...
Disclaimer: Hahaha, I can't believe you thought you were getting to me.
Embarrassing: I really shouldn't have such an effect on you.
Wet Already: It really doesn't take much, huh?
Secrets: Being blackmailed builds character.
Gone: Where'd you go?
"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..."
Love this one
"You can't hypnotize my friend!" you angrily say as you desperately shake your blissed out bestie.
"At least don't make her smile like that...or repeat that creepy mantra....".
*I love being hypnotized* she says over and over with a large grin. Her eyes are glassy.
"All hypnosis is self hypnosis. She can wake up if she really wanted to!" I didactically explain.
"Just like you could resist this if you wished." I say as I move to gently place my finger on your forehead.
"Resist wh-" instantly your eyes roll and your jaw goes slack. Your arms pause for a moment, muscles seemingly lagging behind the shock. They go slack, and you gently slump forward into my finger.
I whisper into your ear "Repeat your mantra now".
*All hypnosis is self hypnosis* you begin to repeat over and over.
*All hypnosis is self hypnosis....I love being hypnotized.....All hypnosis is self hypnosis...I love being hypnotized*
Wow I like this one
Obsidian isn't considered a mineral because it doesn't have an organized crystal lattice. I am Master's hypnotized puppet with no will to resist. It's atoms are all organized randomly (amorphous). I am Master's hypnotized puppet with no will to resist. So it's not a mineral; it's a glass. I am Master's hypnotized puppet with no will to resist.
Mandy Needs Her Life Coach More Than Ever
"So let's see how you've been doing on those self-control exercises," Dale said without preamble, patting the couch across from him and giving Mandy an expectant look that did nothing to help the constant throb of lust between her thighs. Mandy didn't normally get off on being submissive--if anything, she thought she liked to top in the bedroom right up until she met the life coach Giada recommended and discovered just how disordered her attitude to sex truly was--but something about the way the older man ordered her around with a warm and compassionate smile on his face just made her pussy straight up fucking leak.
Which was kind of a problem when she was about to show it to him. Mandy awkwardly slipped her sundress off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor and stepping out of it before peeling her bra and panties off and adding them to the pile. She'd hoped Dale wouldn't notice the wet spot on the crotch of her underwear, but he just let out a quiet tsking sound and she knew he didn't miss a thing. "So it looks like you might have had some struggles this week," he offered, even as Mandy sat down on the couch and spread her legs to reveal a cunt so slick and messy it was practically drooling. Something about the way he looked at it made Mandy feel meek and deferential in a way she wouldn't to any other man.
"I, um--I didn't cum," she blurted out, so utterly consumed with the need to please and impress the older man that she didn't even think twice about volunteering the most intimate information to him. There was just something so trustworthy about Dale, so inviting and welcoming and filled with sympathy, that simply looking into his warm hazel eyes made Mandy feel like he was the most important person in the world. Sometimes she forgot how charismatic he was when she left his office, but now she was here and she was naked and she wanted to be the perfect student of his ineffable wisdom all over again. He was… god, he was solving problems Mandy never even knew she had.
He leaned in, pulling apart Mandy's labia and running his thumb over her swollen clit. "But you have been rubbing it a lot, haven't you?" he asked, and Mandy gave a shuddering nod while her hips reflexively bucked into his touch. "Mandy, we've talked about this. The more you rub, the weaker you get and the more vulnerable to manipulation you become. If you're constantly playing with your pussy, your mind is going to turn to mush and someone's going to sucker you into doing things you never intended to do. Being constantly wet like this, it's like a state of hypnosis for someone like you. It makes you gullible and malleable and easy to control." Mandy wished her pussy didn't clench when she heard that. She wished even more that Dale hadn't seen it.
But he did. "Okay," he sighed, his tone still loving but also lovingly exasperated. "I can see we're going to need to take steps to get you away from potentially harmful influences until we can get this issue under control. Mandy, I'd like you to dismiss your current management team, and let me handle your business operations for a while. Just until you're not so constantly horny. Just until we can make sure you're thinking clearly. Does that sound okay, sweetie?" He kept circling his thumb over her clit while he spoke, keeping her pussy constantly simmering on the edge of climax, and all Mandy could think as she stared into his hazel eyes was that if she said yes then maybe she would get to cum. And as unfounded as that notion was, it made her more than happy to agree with whatever Dale suggested.
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I’ve been obsessing over vintage hypnosis posters. We need to bring back hypnosis ads. I want to be reading the news and then be lured into paying 50 cents for a little booklet that promises hypnosis is the solution to all of my problems.
She whined. This was hard!
His cock was right there!
He’d had her kneel right between his legs and had her get in as close as she could, and normally that meant she’d be taking him in her throat by now. But not today. Today, he’d said to look up at him, and not to look away.
It had been maybe two seconds before the throbbing, pounding rush of need inside her got almost too much to bear. She’d fidgeted, squirmed, and her eyes had darted down. That had made him tut, which had given her butterflies, and he’d put a finger under her chin to keep her head up.
“Focus,” he’d said, his eyes on hers.
At once her desperation mellowed. She still wanted to suck his cock, obviously - oh, how badly she wanted to - but the selfish need to go over what he’d told her drained away. This wasn’t about her, this wasn’t for her. She was focused. Focused on him. It got easier.
But it didn’t get easy.
He could tell she was trying though, and he smiled.
“Good girl,” he said. “I just want to watch your eyes empty. They’re so busy right now. Good girls don’t think, but sometimes they have a lot buzzing in their heads. We can stop that. You can be blank. Blank feels good.”
That pressed a button. Another happy, fluffy wave of quiet contentment washed through her, and some of that buzzing he’d talked about just winked away. She even sighed.
“Feels good…” she said, more like an exhale than actually speaking.
“There you go. Focus. Good girl. I can already see your eyes going quieter. That’s it. Don’t look away, just focus. You’re safe. Good girls don’t think.”
“Good… girls… don’t think…”
Repeating wasn’t a conscious choice. She didn’t have much consciousness left.
“So easy for me. Perfect. Thoughts just go. It’s like wiping dust from a screen. Swipe and gone. Don’t look away. Focus. Blank and empty. Good girl. Aww, look at you.”
Too many words to repeat. Just fluff in her head. She couldn’t look away. His eyes. Words.
Blank. Safe. Empty.
Focus.
He used his free hand to take his cock out and let it rest - hot, heavy, and hard - on her bottom lip. A tiny fraction of her brain worked enough to notice this but she didn’t whine. The whining had stopped. Needy, selfish. She wasn’t selfish. She was a good girl. She was his. She was for him. Instead she just opened her mouth, just enough, and kept her eyes on his.
“That took a lot less than I thought it would,” he said, grinning now. She just waited.
Removing the finger from under her chin he moved it up and gave her a tap right between the eyes. The contact sent a shiver through her and the tiniest of moans escaped.
“Focus on what’s in front of you,” he said, sitting back.
Her eyes swam down, going crosseyed a little. Cock.
She didn’t need to think much at all for that.
Responsibility is not the same as guilt
✦Note:Read at your own pace.If you’re tired or emotionally open, your mind may drift further than intended.Return gently.✦
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This is not victim blaming.
Learning to protect yourself does not mean you caused the harm.
Responsibility is not fault. Responsibility is what you can change going forward.
If you are a hypnotist: learn. Refine your technique. Pay attention. Notice freezing, compliance, dissociation. Be responsible with the power you hold.
If you are a subject: learn. Know what affects you. Know your limits. Learn to care for and defend your mind the way some people care for their body — through awareness, training, and practice.
None of this guarantees safety. Nothing does.
But refusing to learn helps no one.
You can’t control what others do. You can control how prepared you are.
Both paths lead to the same verb:
learn.
Not because you were wrong. Not because you deserved harm. But because your mind is yours — and it’s worth protecting.
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Der erste Schritt in Richtung Veränderung ist ERKENNTNIS. Der zweite Schritt ist Akzeptanz.
NATHANIEL BRANDEN
Veränderung ist das Schwerste überhaupt. Und trifft oft genug auf innere Widerstände, alte Glaubenssätze und tief sitzende Überzeugungen.
Es ist immer wieder schön zu sehen, wie sich ungewollte Scham hypnotisch in Freiheit verwandeln lässt.
Service dieser Art ist tief in ihr verwurzelt. Es brauchte nur ein wenig Zeit und ein-zwei Hypnose Sessions, dass sie es sich selbst erlaubt, es auch (er)leben zu können.
Your arousal is your collar... Your obedience is your leash... Your orgasm is your surrender... ...and it is time for you to give in, give up and become... MINE