i've not been on tumblr for long and i'm not the most active. i'll be mainly reblogging other people's posts but i'll post my own dirty little thoughts from time to time :3
i'm also very new to nsfwtumblr and kink in general and so i'm open to a lot and i'm down to clown with new things but here's a wee intro to some of the things i do and don't like...
things i like: hypno/overstim+edging/intox/free-use (to an extent)
things i don't like: ageplay/scat/blood
(this list isn't at all exhaustive, moreso a quick overview. it will definitely change and be updated from time to time)
ask and dms are open to all but if u start being weird and creepy you're getting blocked xoxo
will tag all my own posts with #bunni3talks
that's it from me for now love you all mwah mwah <3
real talk tho ive seen ppl talk abt how long hair on men isn't intrinsically feminine & assuming so is racist can we get the same convo going for Black women w short hair can we start talking abt how short hair isn't intrinsically masculine or is that a step too far
i love the idea of being openly drugged. like imagine you're hanging out in the kitchen, yapping about god knows what to him. he's making you something to drink, and then he takes something out of his pocket, and right in front of you, with full eye contact, drops it in.
you ask him what it is and he shrugs. "i just want you to be good for me."
not because you'd fight back, not because you need to be tricked and forced to do what he says, just because he likes you best when you're hazy and compliant and your eyes are rolling back in your head. and you want to be everything he wants.
One of my favorite thing about rope is how adaptable it is and how it has many facets. One of which includes being playful and silly. It never has to be super serious all the time and scenes can still be sensual even in the midst of playfulness. Anywhere here is a trailer for a video I released on my fansly today featuring lilpinkalien
there's something that makes me so horny about hypnosis that you think is normal but over time starts to corrupt you. at first you and your hypnotist just do the things you talk about, but slowly they start adding in little suggestions and telling you to forget them. making you feel more submissive around them, more horny around them, little things at first.
then they start adding more, making you think its normal to spread your legs when they say, to think a proper greeting is a blowjob. pretty soon you've been completely transformed into a slutty hypnotoy and you dont even remember it happening, you've always been like this!
You let out a moan, though it was stifled, as the dildo filled your throat. As it entered deeper, your eyes rolled back as you felt the same pressure in your mind as in your mouth. Your hypnotist laughed. “That’s it. I can mindfuck you, as I throat fuck you.”
They pulled the dildo back. Your brain returned to usual, your lips were still parted. “Again.” They said, sliding the dildo back in. Slower. You felt the way it deformed your mind. Pushing thoughts away, squeezing them out. Leaving you unable to think.
And just as it filled your mouth, the began to pull it back again. Your mind felt like rubber, reforming to its shape. Though it didn’t get long to reform, as the dildo slipped back between your lips, deforming your mind. This time, your hypnotist left it there longer.
“That’s it. Just take it. Just sink into trance around it. Brainfucked into oblivion, toy.” They began to slip it in and out of your mouth fast enough that your brain didn’t quite get time to reform itself. “Pushed deeper and deeper with every thrust. It’s okay. Just let it happen.”
The dildo was slick with your saliva. As they pulled it out, you could see the strands of your spittle still attached to it. Your brain felt different. Like it had been pushed out of shape. It felt… Good. Blissful. You wanted more. You needed more. They hadn’t slid the dildo back in.
Instead, they were watching you, interested, as you opened your mouth wider, looking up at them, desperately. “Awh, you want it, toy?” You nodded, softly. “You want me to fuck your mind more?” Another nod, more vigorous. “Okay then. As you wish.” The dildo slipped back in.
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This was released yesterday on patreon (patreon.com/hypnopum) and subscribestar (https://www.subscribestar.adult/hypnopum)! Support me there to get early access to all future microfictions, from just £1/month! Or, from £5/month, you get access to my longer pieces!
You can also buy my book, Mesmorium, now, on Amazon, and Smashwords. It's an anthology of twelve tales of deliciously hot hypnosis and mind control. It's queer, and sexy as hell!
“Slow down, toy. Sink.” Your hypnotist said, staring into your eyes. You took a deep breath, and they smiled at you. “That’s it. You don’t need to think, when you’re with me.” They paused, thinking, contemplating you. “Wait. No. You don’t get to think, when you’re with me.”
They smiled as you blinked, mind instantly reacting to their words, going blank. “That’s it. You just get to drop, and drift, and be so wonderfully mindless, and empty-headed for me.” They cupped your chin, still staring intently into your eyes. It was so easy to stare back.
“And that’s when you’re at your best, aren’t you? Mindless, and obedient, and helpless to do anything but drop deeper.” The hand cupping your chin lowered a little. Your head followed. “And you just keep getting more obedient, more willing to do what I say…”
They pulled that hand on your chin away. “Kneel.” You sank to your knees. Feeling so helpless. “Good toy. Drop deeper.” Your eyes were drooping. “Feel gravity pulling your mind deeper into blissful submission. As it pulls your weak body down too…”
They pointed down. “Prostrate yourself, toy.” They laughed, as you did so, going to your hands, as well as your knees. “Awh, too weak to even kneel, huh? It’s okay. Soon enough you won’t have enough strength to stay up at all, and when that happens-”
Your arms gave out, slowly, and you had sunk to the floor, just lying there. Too weak to move. Helpless to resist. “Oh.” They sounded surprised, but pleased. “There we go. You can just stay there, whilst I implant some more conditioning to that weak mind of yours.”
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This was released yesterday on patreon (patreon.com/hypnopum) and subscribestar (https://www.subscribestar.adult/hypnopum)! Support me there to get early access to all future microfictions, from just £1/month! Or, from £5/month, you get access to my longer pieces!
You can also buy my book, Mesmorium, now, on Amazon, and Smashwords. It's an anthology of twelve tales of deliciously hot hypnosis and mind control. It's queer, and sexy as hell!
The spiral flickered before you, holding your attention, spinning your thoughts away. Right until your partner told you to “Drop.” Your eyelids closed, your body went limp in the chair. That captivating swirl of colours was stolen from you, and your mind went so blank.
“And up”. You opened your eyes. Eager to stare again. Your mind didn’t get much chance to reassert itself. Instead, you were just staring, just watching, just focussing on the spiral. “And down.” No… You wanted more. But your eyes were already closed.
Your hypnotist laughed. “I know, it’s such a shame you can’t just stare, and stare, and stare. But I want you fractionated. I want it to be a struggle to come up. The spiral is the reward for making it back to the barest bit of awareness… Up, toy.” They snapped their fingers.
This time, your eyelids felt heavier. Your mind was more sluggish. You had to fight to get yourself out of trance. Eventually, you did. You grinned, dimly, as your eyes fixed on the spiral. It was so nice to watch. So nice to “Drop.” You let out a soft whine, but your eyes shut.
“I know. I’m being mean…” Your partner said, as your mind sank deeper than before, further into the empty mindlessness of trance. “But this is about making you go deeper, and just staring isn’t going to get there quick enough. But don’t worry. You’ll have plenty of chances. Up.”
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This was released yesterday on patreon (patreon.com/hypnopum) and subscribestar (https://www.subscribestar.adult/hypnopum)! Support me there to get early access to all future microfictions, from just £1/month! Or, from £5/month, you get access to my longer pieces!
You can also buy my book, Mesmorium, now, on Amazon, and Smashwords. It's an anthology of twelve tales of deliciously hot hypnosis and mind control. It's queer, and sexy as hell!
A couple of days ago, while I was listening to files to become a silly, dizzy plaything, I decided to keep track of how much IQ I was losing by doing a simple vocabulary test. I figured that, as the day would unfold, the results would slowly get worse, but I didn't expect just how much lower they would go.
The first test was taken at around 9:30 AM, before I started doing anything.
I knew almost all the words that appeared on screen, with a few exceptions here and there for the truly hyperspecific ones. Some words even had me pick out a synonym, which at the time seemed very easy. However, things were about to change.
At 10:42, I took the test again, and this time, the results were far lower.
After an hour of actively listening to files, and watching a spiral here and there, my brain simply started to drain. It suddenly became hard to focus, and easy words began to slip from my mind. The synonyms that once seemed so easy turned into quite the challenge, and I happened to get one or two wrong, further decreasing my score.
And still, I could go lower. My mind was still not completely blank.
The last test I took at 12:38, after I had finished a call with a tist. After so much time spent watching, listening, and obeying my friend, who had decided to toy with my very vulnerable mind, even the action of opening the site felt mentally exhausting. The results were far, far lower than expected.
By this point, every word looked funny, even ones I knew right away. In my dumbed out state, it was very hard to concentrate on anything that didn't have the word "obey" plastered in front of it. Synonyms felt like an impossible task, and I missed a few more as I absent-mindedly chose based on how the words looked. I even managed to click on a fake word, telling the test that I knew what that wad of gibberish meant, a mistake that showed just how gone my mind was.
In just a few hours, I ended up dropping my vocabulary from very good to way below average.
Just a few files, a few choice words telling me to sink and let myself go dumbed me down way past what I expected.
And with a few commands followed, all that was left of my mind went away for a while, temporarily rendering me a dizzy toy, barely able to speak or type, but knowing how to giggle and obey.
Hehe, being so dumb is like, really fun!! <3
P.S: For those of you that want to try this test out, you can find it here:
myVocab | Adaptive test of receptive vocabulary in English. Works for everyone - from a beginner to a native speaker. Compares results with
(Also you dumb toys reading this, you should totally share how low your scores fell after having your brains drained!!)
I want my subs to hold my hand up and theirs close to it, I want them to venerate and practically beg for the snap, I want it to devastate them - I want them to fall in orgasmic bliss, I want them to buckle to their knees and shakily hold onto my thighs and legs - I want to rock their world, I want to be their safe harbor, I want the source of their orgasmic bliss and also be the reason they crave it.
