MindchangetheThird

Hey there. It is me, Mindchange. I had to make a new blog. Again. If you want to chat with me, follow my blog @mindchangethefifth . I am a german hypnotist. 34 years old. I enjoy erotic hypnosis (mostly brainwashing and training), edging and playing with the mind of women. Feel free to DM. Minors DNI. Warning: When you scroll through my blog, you might encounter flashy images that can pull you in deep and stories that might evoke pleasure, a lot of it. It might even change your mind. So scroll on your own risk. And please, please remember: if you feel like it overwhelms you, take a break. If necessary, block me for that so you dont see my post. But please take care of your mental health as well. I do not own any of the pictures. The stories are mine. So if you want the pictures removed, please contact me and I will remove them.

[mindchangethethird]

Alright, finally made a new blog.

It is called @mindchangetheseventh.

But be aware, as it is a new blog, it will take time to be filled by me.

So I will mostly reblog posts of mine that I can find at the beginning.

Until I write more new posts as well.

And my former blog was mindchangethefifth.

[mindchangethefifth]

It cant be true (a hypnotic story)

Just look at her.

Doesnt she look so out of it?

Would you have guessed that she wasnt like that an hour ago?

That she had dabbled with hypnosis but never to this extent?

I wouldnt have guessed that either.

But it turns out, my words slipped into her mind so easily.

But I dont wish to spoil the fun of how it happened.

It is so much easier to understand when I start from the beginning.

"It cant be true what you write about the girls in your blog."

The only reason why you wrote me exactly that means only one thing. You are experiencing parts of it already and you want to make sure it isnt true. Because if it would be true.... well, you have read enough of it by now that you know where it leads to.

"That... that... no... that isnt true. I just... uhm... want to make sure you know it isnt true."

So what you say is, you went through all this effort just to tell me it isnt true? I am sure you understand why I doubt that. I think you did it to be proven wrong.

"What? No! Why... why would I do something like that?"

Oh that is rather simple to answer. The idea of being hypnotized, the pleasure you feel from it, the freedom you feel when you obey and dont think, when your mind is blank, empty and mindless. All of these are reasons why you did it.

"You cant just say something like that."

Why not when it is true? The way you answered just proves me right. If it wouldnt be true, you could have stated a reason why it isnt true. But you didnt. Because there is none. So you tried to avert it entirely by stating I cant say something like that. So it is rather obvious that it is true.

"That.. no... that... wait... it isnt like that."

I know it can be a bit difficult to understand and accept. So how about this. I let you prove me wrong. It all seems a bit cliché what is happening right now. But isnt it interesting that every cliché consists of truth, no matter how small it is?

"What do you mean?"

Look at us now. You writing me, clearly in the attempt of hoping to feel like all the girls you have read about. And yet, although it is so obvious, you still try to deny it. Wouldnt you say that is a bit of a cliché?

"That.. I... well... mmm... no?"

Then how about this cliché?

The hypnotist that has a little gadget to hypnotizes others. And the gadget is a mysthical crystal. Wouldnt you say that is a cliché?

"Uhmmmm yes?"

Of course you would. Because it is. But as already mentioned, every cliché consists of truth. Just like in my case. I actually got this crystal in an old shop full of random stuff. But all seemed very old. I felt like in one of these stories you read about on the internet. You know which ones I mean.

"Uhmm.. no?"

I know you do. Where a magic shop suddenly appears and tries to either help or ensnare a customer. Mostly by giving them a magical item. It felt exactly like that. I was looking for a crystal for myself. As it is so very useful to hypnotize people. As mentioned, I stumbled across this old shop, seemingly seeling antiques. It catched my interested so I went into it. I had to blink a few times to get accustomed to the darker brightness inside. As I was looking around, searching for something that catched my eye, I slowly went deeper into the store. Being pulled by pure curiosity deeper into the darker place. Until my eyes finally saw it. And you know what they saw.

"The crystal."

Yes, that is right. The crystal. The way it swirled around, the way it catches the light, all the different colours swirling around. I couldnt take my eyes of it. That was the moment I decided to buy it. It was perfect. The way it just catches the gaze. Over and over again. It was only way later that I found an old story that matched so perfectly. It is said that exactly this crystal once belong to Loki, the nordic god of mischief. And it makes so much sense, doesnt it? A god of mischief is someone that would have a crystal that can hypnotize others. That is just a story though. Although, when you look deep down into the crystal, how it swings, how it sways, it is so easy to imagine, isnt it?

"Yes."

How a crystal holds the power to hypnotize you. Especially one that has magic abilities. It is a myth. But just like a cliché, every myth consists of a true core. It is so easy to imagine how true it is. The flashes and colours you see, swirling around, scattering around. Spinning round and round. It is so easy to imagine how these flashes are pulling your thoughts into the crystal. Just to be scattered into all these different colours you see. Slowly rendering your mind emptier and emptier. As you see your own thoughts being scattered into blue, yellow, pink, green, blue, orange and so many more colours. It is so fascinating isnt it?

"Yes."

Just like my gaze was focussed on the crystal, yours is as well. It just seems so intriguing. So otherwordly. How many more colours might there be? How many more thoughts can it pull in? How much deeper do you need to look? And every answer to these questions just gets pulled into the crystal. Pulled deeper and deeper down. And then scattered into all these wonderful colours. Scattered around and around. Isnt that right?

"Yes."

Isnt that a cliché as well? A hypnotist like me using a crystal to hypnotize someone like you. As you are already noticing, there is truth as well. It is the truth that it is so intriguing and fascinating to stare at the crystal. To see the flashes as it spins. Flashes that make you blink. With each flash another thought is being pulled out. Directly into the crystal. And then scattered into the colours of the rainbow. Slowly emptying your mind. Emptying it of worries, stress and thoughts. Relaxing you more and more. With each flash and blink more and more. Isnt that right?

"Yes."

As you watch it spin. As you stare at the flashes. Taking you deeper and deeper down. Down into the crystal. As your thoughts are getting pulled into it. Just to be scattered all around the room. Rendering your mind emptier with each flash. With each blink. Craving this feeling of sinking since the beginning. You have hoped for it. You have yearned for it. And here it is. Just as you imagined. That includes the pleasure you feel. Isnt that right?

"Yes."

Of course it is. Another of these clichés that are true. Hypnosis is very pleasurable. It feels so good to just let go of your thoughts. As they are getting scattered around, with the flashes and blinks, you feel the pleasure from the throbs as well. Throbs and pulses between your legs. As if they are connected to the flashes and blinks. Connected to your thoughts being pulled into the crystal. Each and every time it happens, when there is a flash from the crystal and you blink, when another thought is being pulled into it, you feel a throb and pulse between your legs. That is the cliché. And it is so true, isnt that right?

"Yes."

As your mind gets emptier and emptier of your thoughts, it fills up with pleasure. You noticed it already. The pleasurable heat that originates between your legs, slowly moving upwards. Spreading and washing through you, intensifying the closer it gets to your mind. Making you feel it deeper. Until it finally connects with your mind in a flash, pushing all the remaining thoughts out into the crystal. Blinking a few more times, as your thoughts flow out. Being pushed out by pleasure. Directly into the crystal and scattered into even more colours. When new thoughts enter your mind, they just get carried away by the pleasure into the crystal. Deeper and deeper into the crystal. Isnt that right?

"Yes."

And the last cliché I wanted to talk with you about that contains so much truth as well is a countdown. You know what I am talking about. The countdown that will finally take you deep down. You know how true it is. You experienced it already before. You know the feeling the numbers have on you. As if each number makes it so much easier for your remaining thoughts to flow into the crystal. So when I say 5, the floodgate that kept your thoughts in your mind opened more. Which makes it already so much easier for your thoughts to flow out, isnt that right?

"Yes."

And when I say 4, the floodgates open even more. Every flash connects with your mind and more of your remaining thoughts flow out. Just like that the floodgates between your legs open more as well as you are getting wetter and wetter. The pleasure is increasing with every pulse and throb you feel from your clit. Spreading through your body like a raging fire. Travelling into your mind and melting your thoughts. Making it so much easier for them to flow out, isnt that right?

"Yessss."

With 3 the sensations intensify as you sink deeper into the pleasurable bliss. Emptying your mind more and more as you sink deeper into the crystal. Thoughts flowing out of you with every flash. Flowing into the crystal to get scattered around. Emptier, blanker, more open for the pleasure. Pleasure through obeying, pleasure through accepting. Another flash, another pulse, another blink, another throb. Blanker, emptier, more mindless. Filled with pleasure. Isnt that right?

"Yeahhhhhhhhhh."

2 means you are so close now. So close to the edge of dropping. So close to finally go deep. So close to finally be completely blank, empty and mindless. So close to just enjoy the pleasure. Just one more number left. And already you are so empty, blank and mindless. But there are still a few thoughts left. A few thoughts that are getting melted down by the pleasure. As from your cunt clenches, sending shivers of pure ecstacy through your body. As it enters your mind, your last thoughts are melting away. With the nearly completely open floodgate it is so easy now for your thoughts to flow out with the flashes. Into the wonderful spinning and swirling crystal. Only one more number left. Are you ready?

"Yeessssssssssssss."

1

Drop.

Edge.

Sink.

Deep.

Down.

Good girl.

You are doing so well.

Completely blank.

Completely empty.

Completely mindless.

Only filled by pleasure.

Pleasure is obedience.

Obedience is pleasure.

Touch yourself now.

Bring yourself to another edge.

Wash your thoughts out with the pleasure.

Good girl.

Enjoying the feeling of pure pleasurable bliss travelling through your body. Over and over again. Shivering and twitching from it. Dripping wetness between your legs. Engulfed with pleasure. Filled by it. Enjoying it. The emptiness of thoughts. The pleasure of obeying.

Stop touching now.

Enjoy the pulses and throbs that wander through your body.

The pleasure from the edges as you obeyed swirling in your body.

Enjoying this feeling, embracing it.

Accepting it.

Of course it was then time to wake up again.

To feel your thoughts slowly gathering again in their own time. To feel your conscious slowly returning. To feel your body. To notice your surroundings. All in your own time. Waking up in your own time. You can take however long you need to.

Until you are awake and alert again. All your thoughts back. Feeling refreshed and wonderful after such an experience. The lingering of the pleasure you felt during trance still in your body. Enjoying this soft wave of pleasure that covers you like a blanket.

Here we are now, again at the beginning. Wasnt that a fascinating journey of how my words slipped into her mind so easily? And thankfully such a story can be read again and again. Just like crystals spin around and around....

[mindchangetheseventh]

Ohhh, I was looking for that one for quite some while now. One of my best inductions. Enjoy!

[mindchangethethird]

Here for saving purpose, as this is one of my best posts so far.

[mindchangethethird]

hi daddy, i was the anon who didn’t believe in hypnosis before nd got so sad when your blog just disappeared :(( i’m so happy you’re back !! was so happy when u replied to my asks too nd it just went nd gone:(

welcome backkkk !! i wonder how it feels like to b hypnotized with you actually in front of me, that’d be so fun >\\\\<

🐰💭💗

Hehe, I told you on my other blog I wouldnt answer these, but this one was just too cute.

Thank you here again for it!

I really appreciate your asks!

And I am glad you felt so good when reading my answer!

So feel free to write more asks as well on my other blog.

Or just write me ;)

But not here, I cant write here.

And how is it in real life?

Only one way to find out, hehe

[mindchangethethird]

Hi!

Hey!

I cant write from this account and cant even write comments on posts...

I will make a new blog I think.

So look out for more informations on this blog to know when I have it again ;)

[mindchangethethird]

My other account I had, mindchangethefifth, got deactivated as well again.

This time with no warning or anything else.

Honestly, I am not sure if I keep making another one.

But to stay in contact with people I got to know here, I think I will make a new one.

But we will have to see.

So far, if you want to stay in contact, write me asks here.

As I cant message on this account.

As soon as I have a new one, I add it as a pinned post.

[mindchangethethird]

I'm new to hypnokink and it's honestly one of my favorites but I am worried genuinely if it's going to mess up my mental or sexual health?

I guess I'm still struggling with the shame of it and while all the degrading language is hot I'm not sure if I should be worried about repeating these things to myself.

Is there a way to do this healthily? I'm new and I don't see much advice on the safety or the actual experience. Will this effect me as a person or can it stay just a kink thing?

Also I'm scared to tell my boyfriend about this fetish I don't know how he'll feel

That should be very easy to answer, sadly it isnt.

Sorry that I didnt answer sooner, but I am on this blog maybe once every 3 months, as I am since a while now only post on my new blog @mindchangethefifth.

The first thing I can say is that you dont need to be ashamed about your kinks!

Everyone is turned on by different things and especially when you explore something new it can be overwhelming! So I suggest to slowly ease into it, for you to see what exactly you enjoy and what not. And you dont need to ashamed about what you like!

Regarding the questions regarding health, doesnt matter if it is sexual, mental or physical health, that is tricky.

Of course kink should only stay kink!

Sadly in the hypnosis kink (and I guess in a lot of other kinks as well), you find a lot of predators.

So the first and most important thing is to look out for safety first.

What can I suggest?

Inform yourself about hypnosis apart from kink. Read into it. Get informations about it. So you get an understanding of it how it works.

Then listen to your intuition. It happens often that we, as humans, ignore our intuition. But when you have a bad feeling while you talk with someone, listen to it!

Before you indulge in hypnosis with people on here, talk first! Build trust! If someone comes of too strong or doesnt want to talk beforehand, ditch them!

Set limits for yourself and communicate them! If anyone goes against your limits or tries to soften them up, again, ditch them.

When you built up trust, ask the hypnotist to give you a safety as well, that counts for everyone, including the tist that gives it to you. If the hypnotist doesnt want to do that, ditch them! Everyone makes mistakes, I do as well. But with a safety you have a layer of protection.

And it might happen that the safety will be used even when you do a session with "your" hypnotist. Should that happen and the hypnotist doesnt want to talk about why it happened, ditch them!

Communication is key. As I said, nobody is perfect. So talk about your feelings, what you think, how far you want to go, what your limits are and so on.

In that regard you should talk to your boyfriend. It can be something simple like maybe asking what he thinks about it when he calls you certain names during sex for example. If you are unsure about it, try to bring it up in a conversation.

That is all I can think of for now. But I will post this ask on my other blog.

So to any of my followers that want to add to this or correct me when I said something wrong (as I said, nobody is perfect), please do so!

Doing kink safely is the most important!

[mindchangethethird]

Thank you for this hot site 🔥 🔥 🔥

You are welcome!

If you want to read new posts, I have for quite some time a new blog where I post.

You can find it on my pinned post.

It is @mindchangethefifth

[mindchangethefifth]

She started to do her chores.

Or better, she tried to do her chores.

She knows she had to do them.

She knows she should do them.

She enjoys her apartment clean.

She always did.

That is why she cleaned so often.

But today she was busy.

Since she woke up there was this pending pulse that circled out from between her legs.

Whenever her fingers werent on her clit, the pulsing just got stronger.

Which led to her edging in the morning.

"A.. little.. edging in the.. morning.. isnt anything... bad.... right?"

As she tried to explain what she is doing, her cunt rewarded her with hazy pleasure.

"Fuuuckkkk yesssss."

There it was again.

The pleasure she didnt experience before talking to me.

Pleasure that shoots straight into her mind.

In combination with her body convulsing with it.

It just zaps her strength to get up.

Or to rationalize.

Or to think.

It just felt so much better to feel her fingers rubbing.

Rubbing.

Rubbing.

Edging.

Obeying.

"Eddggingggg... Obeyyying...."

Her eyes started to unfocus while her fingers kept that same steady rhythm.

"Gnnnnnn.. I should... clleeaaaannnnn."

Another of these waves of pleasure that just short-circuits her brain.

Her eyes rolling back as she presses herself into her bed.

Almost instantly she forgot she had to clean.

She forgot she even just said it.

With that last edge her thoughts almost completely dripped out.

Almost.

A few stray thoughts are still left.

Unexpectedly cleaning was one of them.

But not how she imagined.

"Neeeed to cleeean..... cleeeaaan... cleeaan...."

She was so close, she felt it.

Whatever was happening was so close.

And that alone gave her even more pleasure.

Something she never would have thought of was even possible.

But it happened.

"My cunt.. controools me. My cuuuuunt ffuuuck owwwns me... Neeed to cleeean.... cleeaaaaaaan... cleeeaaaaannnn."

Unbeknowst to her, she already started to do her chores.

Her daily chores she got from me.

Of course she doesnt remember them.

But I can always count on her cunt.

"Neeeeed tooooo... gnnnnffffffff cleeeannnn.... my miiiind."

And that she did.

Over and over again.

Until her mind was completely clean.

Open and receptive for further "chores".

[mindchangethefifth]

A little experiment

Today I want to try something fun.

So, let us just start, shall we?

Get comfortable.

And stare.

That is right.

Simple.

Easy.

All you need to do right now is just stare.

And doesnt it feel so good?

Knowing you dont need to do more.

All you need to do is just stare.

Stare at the colours.

Stare at the spiral.

Very good!

You are doing so well!

It is so simple.

So easy to do.

You dont need thoughts for that, right?

Nod yes.

Exactly.

No need to worry about anything right now.

Just keep staring at these wonderful colours.

That is all you have to do.

And it feels so good, doesnt it?

Nod yes.

Just staring.

You dont need your thoughts right now.

Because it feels so good to let yourself go mindless.

Blank.

Empty.

Nod yes.

See?

Just stare and watch.

Enjoy the mindless feeling.

Enjoy feeling your thoughts vanishing.

Becoming mindless.

Blank.

Empty.

Nod yes.

And it would feel so much better if more thoughts vanish.

There is such a simple solution to that.

And you have done that already as well.

Without even thinking about.

You have nodded already so often, havent you?

Nod yes.

Just like you did now.

You just obeyed without thinking.

So keep obeying.

And touch yourself.

Very slowly.

With your fingers on your clit.

Rub circles on your clit.

Very slowly.

As you stare.

As you focus.

Feel the pleasure from your touch.

But keep the steady rhythm.

Just like the spiral you watch.

The same speed.

Slowly rubbing circles on your clit.

Very good, you are doing so well.

Keep the same speed.

And it feels so good to obey, doesnt it?

Nod yes.

And you know why as well.

Obedience is pleasure.

Pleasure is obedience.

It is so simple.

Just like watching the spiral.

Just like circling your clit.

Isnt that right?

Nod yes.

See?

So easy to follow along.

You dont even need to think about it.

Because your thoughts are just vanishing.

Dripping out of your cunt.

Drip.

Drip.

Drop.

You feel it, dont you?

Nod yes.

Just keep going.

Obedience is pleasure.

Pleasure is obedience.

That is right.

You dont need to think right now.

You just obey.

Since the beginning.

Sinking.

Dripping.

Watching.

Obeying.

Nod yes.

Keep obeying.

As you stare.

As you rub.

As you drip.

As you drop.

Repeat our mantra.

My cunt controls me.

My cunt owns me.

Nod yes.

That is right.

Just keep obeying.

Repeating.

Watching.

Rubbing.

You are doing so well.

My cunt controls me.

My cunt owns me.

It feels so good, doesnt it?

Nod yes.

Very good!

You are doing so well.

Shortly I am going to count from 5 to 1.

With each number, you are rubbing faster.

Until, on the number 5, you experience an edge.

Giving you pleasure that ripples through your body and mind.

Are you ready?

Nod yes.

Good girl.

5

Feel the pleasure increasing now.

4

As you rub faster.

3

Obeying so well.

2

Repeating your mantra.

1

Edge.

Drop.

Good girl.

Obeying so well.

But now it is time to slowly wake up again.

So I am going to count from 1 to 10.

When I reach 10 you will be wide awake and alert again.

Are you ready?

Nod yes.

Good girl.

Feeling pleasure from obeying.

Obedience is pleasure.

Pleasure is obedience.

1

Very slowly some thoughts are starting to fill your mind again.

2

More and more thoughts just flow back into your mind.

3

Follow my words back out of trance.

4

Higher and higher up.

5

As you start to notice your body again.

6

How it feels, in what position you are in.

7

Still going higher and higher up out of trance.

8

Noticing your surroundings as well.

9

Almost completely awake and alert.

And

10

Wake up!

Awake and alert.

You did so well!

You should drink some water now, you need it.

Obedience is pleasure.

Pleasure is obedience.

And if you enjoyed it, you might want to try the little experiment again and again....

Nod yes.

Good girl.

[mindchangethefifth]

Every day the same ordeal.

You dont know why it happens.

Or why this idea just stuck with you.

But here you are.

Every day.

Walking in front of the mirror.

Looking into it.

Wondering how you would look like when your cunt takes over.

This thought just keep popping up.

Every day.

You stood in front of the mirror.

Looking into it.

Staring into it.

Every day you wore less.

Every day your hand stayed longer between your legs.

Touching.

Rubbing.

Staring.

Obeying.

Edging.

Every day a bit longer.

Every day you went deeper.

As you stare deep.

At first you stared into your eyes.

Watching yourself becoming more and more what your cunt wants.

You could feel it so often before.

But now you could see it.

Really see yourself.

Every day a bit more.

Until you didnt only stare into your own eyes.

But at your body.

How you look.

Eyes empty.

Mind blank.

Face flushed with pleasure.

Tits moving up and down as you breath.

As finally, your eyes started to glide over your cunt.

You could feel the pull.

You know that is the last step.

Starring at your cunt while you edge.

You are holding the mirror so close.

It would be so easy to look.

To stare.

To obey.

To edge.

But there is still a bit resistance left.

As you shake your head.

Still starring at your body.

Knowing that every day you get closer.

Every day you stare longer.

Every day you sink a bit deeper.

Every day you edge more.

Every day you obey more.

[mindchangethefifth]

You felt so refreshed like you havent been for so long.

You didnt get too much sleep to be fair.

The wetness is still there between your legs.

Or again?

You arent sure anymore.

But the pulsing and throbbing you feel when you think back to last night, you are very sure of them.

Mmmmm, last night was so good.... his voice... his words.... mmmm

Your mind still cloudy and hazy.

Unable to remember much what actually happened.

Most of your memories are buried under an amount of pleasure you never felt before.

"Fuuuu.... mmmhhhhh"

A slight moan escaped your lips.

Just thinking about the pleasure you felt makes you leak more thoughts.

Hehe, so much thoughts dripping out.

You take another sip of your morning coffee, reminiscing.

He took me so deep. I was soooo deep. Aaand blank. It felt sooo good. Mmmmm.. my cunt is soooo wet. My cunt controls me. My cunt owns me. I am just a puppet for my cunt. I have no control.

Shivers of pleasure wander through your body as your mantra popped up in your head.

"Fuuuuckkkk."

You are leaking so much more.

You could feel your control floating away.

Floating away.

Directly to your cunt.

My cunt controls me.

"My cunt controls me."

My cunt owns me.

"My cunt owns me."

I am just a puppet for my cunt.

"I am just a puppet for my cunt."

I have no control.

"I have no control."

In that moment, you blanked completely out.

After a bit, thoughts slowly start to return.

As you slowly start to realize what just happened.

"What... was that?"

Thinking is... so difficult. I could just.. obey... Obeying my cunt....

Obedience is pleasure.

Pleasure is obedience.

Your thoughts scrambled between mantras, your cunt and trying to figure out what is happening.

"I... I.... I.... whaaa.... mmmmffffffgggg.... ahhhhh... fuuuuuck.. fuckfuk..."

As it is more and more difficult to think.

As more and more leaks out.

As you are sitting there.

Your morning coffee in one hand.

The other hand very busy between your legs.

Moaning.

"I... gnnnaaaa... whaa..... kklllfff..... cmmrr....."

Lust emptied your mind that you cant form words anymore.

In that moment of realization, as your last coherrent thoughts leaked out, one mantra popped up.

Obedience is pleasure.

Pleasure is obedience.

And you understood.

My cunt controls me.

My cunt owns me.

I am just a puppet for my cunt.

I have no control.

Just like that, your cunt took over.

And made you stare into your cup.

As soon as your eyes discover the spiral, right there in your own coffee, your mind was captivated.

And you had a feeling, if your cunt could talk, she would say:

"We are going to have so much fun together. Now stare and let me brainwash you further."

[mindchangethefifth]

"Tooooo muuuch pleeeaaasurrreeeee"

'Such a good girl. Just keep sinking deeper. The deeper you get, the more pleasure you feel. The more pleasure you feel, the more obedient you become.'

"Obedience.... is... aaahhhhh fuuuuck..... pleasure. Pleasssuuuuuuurreee is obeeeedienceeee."

'That is right. You are already so conditioned to that. Which makes it so much easier for your cunt to take over.'

"My cunt controls me. My cunt owns me. Gnnaaaaa.. fuuuckk.... nooooo.... I... I... caaantt.....gnnnnn... sooo much pleasssuree."

'Just accept and give in. You did it already so many times before. Just give in. Submit and sink. Obey and edge.'

"Yeeeaasss. Suu... bmit and ssiink. Obbbeyyy and ... eddggeee.... ha.. ha... haaaaaaaaaa.... caaannttt.... stooop...heeerrrrrrrrr."

'And that is what you wanted, isnt it? To feel the control fading away. To feel yourself becoming more brainwashed, more conditioned.'

"Fuuuuuuu."

'I know. I saw you twitch there at that thought. So why not give in? As you edge. Your tits bouncing up and down. Your fingers pushing in and out. Giving you more and more pleasure. Until you just obey.'

"Obbeyyyyyy."

'Exactly. Such a good girl. So obedient. Give in now. Let your cunt take over. As more and more thoughts drip, flow, leak out of you. There isnt much left.'

"Eeeemmmmptttyyyyy."

'Empty. Blank. Mindless. One more soft push and you are completely deep. Completely blank. Completely mindless. Completely mindless. And you want that, dont you?'

"Yeeeeeeeessssssss."

'Then EDGE.'

"Fuuuuuu.. ha.. ha.. ha... gnnnaaa... fuuuuuuck.... aaaaaahhhhhhhggrrrmplffrrrrr.........."

As I watched your sexy body slump over, I could see your eyes. So blank and empty. As you kept humping. Sinking deeper and obeying.

"Hello."

'Hello cunt. I assume you have control now?'

"Mmmm, yes I do. It feels sooooo good to be in control. Especially now."

'Oh? Why now?'

"That is not so important. Important is that you fill me now. In and out. I can see you are rock hard already. So come on, fill me."

'Such a good cunt."

"Mmmm fuuck. That feels soo good. That is right. Fuck me. Fill me. In and out. In and out. Pushing in. Pulling out. Doesnt that feel so good?"

'Fuck, yes."

"Keep going. Enjoy the pleasure. Just let yourself go and enjoy me clenching around you....."

[mindchangethesecond-deactivated]

Accpet it.

You dont have a choice, do you?

Every time you see a spiral or anything slightly hypnotic, your mind gives in.

You have watched so many spirals, have read so many stories and dropped deep so often, that you trained yourself to go deep.

You didnt even do it intentionally.

But with hypnosis and brainwashing, repetition is key.

And you repeated it oh so often, didnt you?

All the nights awake and scrolling, edging to what ever you could find.

All the times you saved something for later, just to drop then when you had the time.

All the times you obeyed something written.

Each and every time sinking a bit deeper, training your mind a bit more.

Until you are now at that point, where you cant stop yourself anymore.

It just happens.

A pattern ingrained so deep inside of you that you just do.

You dont even think about it anymore.

It just happens.

Just like when i say: repeat your mantras.

Pleasure is obedience.

Obedience is pleasure.

My cunt controls me.

My cunt owns me.

I have to drip,

I have to obey,

I have to edge my mind away.

As i said, you dont need to think about it anymore.

It just happens.

And you obey.

Just like you either hump already or have your fingers between your legs to feel the pleasure from obeying.

You didnt even notice it happening, did you?

Because it is already a part of who you are.

So that leaves you with no choice anymore, does it?

You might want to resist it.

But how can you resist something that is a part of yourself?

If you try to do, you might succeed. At first.

But it will just get stronger and stronger, the more you try to ignore it.

Until it overwhelms you.

And you end back here with me anyways again.

So, that leaves only one condlusion:

You dont really have a choice anymore.

Trained away by yourself.

So do what you do best now.

Accept.

Edge and train yourself even more.

Good girl.

[mindchangethefifth]

"I... I... I... cant.... any... more...."

Your breath is faster than normal.

The heat that has been building up in your body is distracting you more and more.

Keeping your thoughts coherent and together is a task proofing to be more and more difficult as time moves on.

"Gnnnnn.... ahhhhhh... ahhhhh.... ahhhhhh"

Moans were escaping your lips as the pleasure proofed to be too much to handle.

"Ahhhh.... mmmmmmm.... why.... why.... did I agree.... ahhhhhhh.... to that?"

You can remember the moment exactly.

The one that paved your path.

The moment you agreed to not touch your cunt.

And he made sure you couldnt touch as well.

In such a simple and elegant way as well.

'Whenever you try to touch your cunt to feel sexual pleasure, you feel your hands getting repelled.'

That was all.

Such a simple suggestion.

At that time you didnt know what consequences that would have.

Consequences you now know.

"Fuuuuaaaaaaaaaaack"

Your hips humped the air again a little bit.

You know you cant touch.

You tried it before.

Over and over again.

But to no avail.

You couldnt touch.

As a result, the pleasure just kept building.

The horniness growing.

Unable to have a release.

"Gnnnnnmmmmffffffffff ahhhhh... ahhhhh... ahhhhh..."

You feel yourself leaking.

All these thoughts are leaking out.

And you arent even touching.

Your hips move from time to time.

And your hand.

On your tits.

You didnt notice that.

"Mmmmfffuuuuuuck"

Shivers of pleasure wash through your body as the realization hits you.

You are so horny, you didnt even notice that you were playing with your tits.

"Fuuuuuckkkkk"

You could feel the edge building.

How you got closer and closer to one.

Your hips starting to twitch and hump involuntary.

Your eyes rolling back.

As your last thoughts leak out with the next edge.

You feel it happening.

As suddenly your mantra appears in your empty mind.

My cunt controls me.

My cunt owns me.

And darkness surrounds you as you edge.

Knowing you will obey.

[mindchangethefifth]

You do it every day.

Every day you go on tumblr.

Every day you start to touch.

Every day you go to my blog.

Every day you edge.

Giving yourself that boost of pleasure.

Feeling how close you are getting to the orgasm.

Just to stop.

Just to edge.

Increasing what you feel.

The slight breeze on your nipples is suddenly enough to make you dripping wet.

Every thought wanders to something sexual.

And you are wet.

Soaked.

It happens so often.

It happens every day.

That is one of the reasons why you dont wear panties anymore at home.

Makes it so much easier.

Every day, when you get home, you take your panties off.

You know you dont need them.

And it makes it so much easier to touch and edge.

As you dont have to worry about soaked panties.

Every day you obey your cunt so well.

Every day a bit more.

Every day you go deeper.

Into obedience.

Into pleasure.

And it just feels way too good.

It happens every day.

That you cant stop yourself.

That you just have to touch.

Just touching feels so good.

Feeling your thoughts dripping out.

Dropping.

As you touch.

As you edge.

Every day you obey.

Every day you touch.

Every day you sink.

Every day you edge.

Every day you drop.

[mindchangethefifth]

You asked yourself this question so often.

It almost became part of your daily edging session.

Every time after school or work, when you just throw your clothes away. When your fingers start to circle our clit. When you feel the wetness spreading all over your cunt. When you feel yourself slowly slipping into the nice and fulfilling feeling of pleasure washing over your body, you ask yourself this question.

Why cant I stop?

Why cant I stop thinking about edging?

Why cant I stop rubbing my fingers all around my cunt?

Why cant I stop spreading all the wetness around?

Why cant I stop enjoying and loving these waves of pleeeeaaaaasure running through my body?

Whyyyyy cant I stop rubbing my ffiiiiiingers allllll arouuunnnnnddddd myyy clit?

Whyyyyyy.... hhmmmmmmmaaaaaaa... cant I stop my fingers?

Whhhyyyy... oh god.. fuck... mmmmmm...

Why.... fuck.... ahhhhh... cant I stooooooop craving this feeeeeeling?

Whhyyy..... aaaahhhhh.... ffffuuuuuckkkk...

And as your thoughts are slowly dissolved by the expertise of your fingers, you answer the question for yourself.

My cunt controls me.

My cunt owns me.

And with a shockwave of pleasure penetrating your mind you start your edging session.

Every time.

[mindchangethefifth]

You are so close.

So very close.

Your last orgasm was.... you dont know anymore.

It doesnt matter what time of the day, what day of the week, your thoughts just leak out.

You tried so many times to stop.

But you dont anymore.

You cant anymore.

Everytime you just started to think about resistance, throbs washed through your body.

Washing pleasure through every part of your body.

Throbs shooting the pleasure right into your mind.

You can feel how close you are.

The pleasure just keeps growing.

Melting your mind.

Dripping it out.

You feel it is true.

Thinking got so hard.

I could hump sooo much.

Your body twitched from pleasure.

A reward for your thought.

One you didnt notice anymore.

As you are so hazy and fuzzy.

A veil of pleasure on your mind.

Pulling tighter and tighter.

Pushing even more thoughts out.

Why am I ..... cr..a.....cre...... hihi like, on my knees?

'Your cunt controls you.'

The words echoed in your mind.

Melting the last bit of thoughts you had.

You knew it was true.

You knew it because you felt them.

Melting and dripping down.

Leaking down your legs.

As the voice kept going, pulling you deeper.

As he pushed into you.