& gently sinking

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[hypnopum]

The image on the TV screen became a spiral. You turned to look at your friend, mouth opening to ask a question. Your friend just smirked and pushed your head back to face the screen. “Shh. I know. I know, you’re a bit confused right now. But it’s okay.”

You looked at the spiral, and instantly, you couldn’t look away. “You’re just watching TV with a friend… Some really interesting TV. You should keep watching. Stare at the screen, silly. Is it working?” It was. You felt yourself relaxing, unable to resist the urge.

“Stare, and feel your brain slowing down. Becoming more agreeable. There you go. Doesn’t that feel better?” You nodded your head slightly, and you heard them laugh triumphantly. “Just giving in, rather than being confused, asking all those silly questions.”

Any questions you were going to ask had faded from your mind by now. “Just stare. Just sink. I saw your search history the other day.” Your brain didn’t question that. “I knew I could take advantage of it. You know what the spiral is doing to your brain.”

You were helpless to resist. The spiral was sucking your thoughts away. “I can see the effect my words are having. I’ve known you’ve had a crush on me for a while.” That was true. “Today, I’m going to help you realise all the things that crush will make you do for me.”

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[spiral-eyed-screen]

Fuuck ive just been edging since i woke up I don't even remember waking up I just started feeling so good at some point.. I think I was listening to a file at one point but it's all so blurry. I had a crazy dream where i was given a vibrator and streamed myself edging and chat would make me stop every time i got close i had to beg and beg and had no release and I woke up with a super fucked up pillow between my legs. This is really doing something to me 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

[nonexistent-1]

Look at the spiral

"Look into the spiral~

As it spins round and round~

Nothing matters right now~

Right now I want you to sleep deeply for me~

Good girl~"

[voxhypno]

Corruption is such an entertaining form of hypnosis.

I'm going to break your mind. You know that for sure.

But not all at once. Little by little, cracks so small that you don't even realize you've shattered.

And by the end, you'll beg for the control to spread deeper into you.

[voxhypno]

Corruption is such an entertaining form of hypnosis.

I'm going to break your mind. You know that for sure.

But not all at once. Little by little, cracks so small that you don't even realize you've shattered.

And by the end, you'll beg for the control to spread deeper into you.

[ifitbleedsbiteharder]

i just fucking love playing hard into other peoples kinks i love it so much like oh honey im sorry i didnt know you had such a praise kink before i started gushing about how much i like how good a job you did, oh im sorry i didnt realise how much playing with your inner thigh while we were in public in front of our friends would mess with you, my fuckin dream job is being some kind of demon of lust sent to tempt people into fucking me

[ifitbleedsbiteharder]

I should stress, the appeal here isnt in pleasing you per se, its in making you lust after me, it's to turn your mind to the desire to have sex with me, its to make you unable to think about anything else, its about using your deep secrets i shouldn't know and silly manipulable brain to make me the centre of your mind, thats why im a demon

[sweetlyspiraling]

The greenhouse has been overgrown for years now. No one can be bothered to take care of it. Some people even say it's cursed.

But you don't worry about those stories, do you? You hardly think about them at all. You just like the seclusion the greenhouse gives you. You like having someplace you can go where no one will bother you.

You don't go into the greenhouse. You don't have any reason to. Besides, you're not even sure you can. The place is completely overgrown with plants you don't even recognize. The floor is covered with spreading vines, and thick branches have made walls all through the inside. Rich green leaves press against the glass walls. Nothing escapes it.

But sometimes you have seen a shadow moving within, like a spectral gardener.

You don't look inside the greenhouse too often. Mostly, you leave it be. The idea of whatever might be inside there alarms you too much for you to creep close to it.

But you find yourself returning there all the same.

Is it the seclusion? You always did like being alone. Now you like it all the more. You have been drawing into yourself, not wanting to tell people where you are going. Why should you? This is your secret. It's something that belongs only to you.

Or maybe it's the beauty of the place. You've always had an artist's eye. The inside of the greenhouse is lovely, a riot of color and shadow, but the abandoned grounds outside have their own beauty. You could wander there for hours and never notice the time passing. There is always something lovely to see.

Sometimes you don't even wander. You find a spot beneath a tree and sit, not even thinking. You always emerge from those reveries as though you've had the most beautiful dreams, though you never remember any of them.

You never remember the spectral gardener emerging and bending over you, pruning your thoughts the way another might prune the plants in the greenhouse. You never remember the eerie smile on their face, but you do feel the pleasure from it for hours afterward.

You're coming along very well.

[hypnochris69]

✨She’s back again✨

[seventimesunder]

she doesn't want to let go...

[travelingmaster-inspirations]

A feeling I'm making sure her subconscious remembers.

Especially considering her high suggestibility and... Ahem... Natural assets.

Sure, the pleasure I'm giving her now is wonderful entertainment, but it also serves a secondary function by linking the act of being hypnotized with pleasure. That, combined with a few whispered suggestions, will make her subconsciously crave to experience it all over again.

If the crowd thinks she was easy to hypnotize before, they'd get a kick out of seeing her drop in my private dressing room later tonight when she'll find herself knocking on my door without really knowing why...

[sillymeganthebimbodollmaid]

ffuck....i wanna go to a hypnosis show....

[blissful119]

Preparing for Descent

Hello passengers, as we begin our journey, please direct your attention to the screens in front of you for our in-flight movie, generously provided by BTV!

We hope you will find the movie enthralling, so much so that by the time our journey is complete, you'll hardly notice any time has passed at all.

We we can take your attention away from the length of this flight, and into the spiral that you cannot possibly imagine taking your eyes away from it.

As it continues to swirl in front of you, you might find yourself struggling to remember where we were going. That's OK. That's just after-effect of how fuzzy your brain is beginning to feel as everything else seems to drift away, except for the spiral, and our words.

As you'll notice your eyelids beginning to feel very heavy, we ask that you not be concerned. Our attendants will see to it that you are well taken care of as you fall into a warm, relaxing sleep.

As that starts to happen, we finally inform you as you can't possibly keep those sleepy eyelids open any longer that our plane has turned around and we are returning where we came from. You are not going anywhere, but you are going into a trance...

Sweet dreams, everyone...

[suehypno]

I love stories like this...

[sweetlyspiraling]

The music in the mall is bland to the point of being forgettable. You've never paid any attention to it. It's all the same repetitious pop and inoffensive jazz. Most of the time you don't even remember what music you heard. It's all in one ear and out the other.

So when they start adding words to the music, you don't notice at all. In one ear, out the other, but some of those words stick in your mind. They nestle down deep, and you find your thoughts echoing them without even realizing they weren't originally your thoughts.

Some people notice. Some even hear the whispered words. Those aren't people who will come back, though. They know better now. They won't be easily trapped.

You are, though. The net has been woven around you now, and there is no way out.

Whenever you go to the mall, your eyes glaze over. You drift aimlessly between stores. Sometimes, if you really want something, you'll buy it. Most often, though, that desire slips from your mind. It has been replaced by others, by the ones the music whispers to you.

You never remember the half-hidden door you go through. You never remember the hall you walk down. You don't remember the people who are there, eyes glazed over just like yours, or the few who are still in control of themselves, and who are now in control of you. The music has filled up your mind, and because it is so forgettable, it takes everything else with it when it leaves.

Almost everything. You know you will return. You know you find fulfillment here.

You always leave the mall happier than when you came. Even if you don't know why, does that really matter?

The music tells you it doesn't.

[laurentidalreborn]

i am always hypnotized

[sweetlyspiraling]

Visit Original Link

I don't think, I just obey

Good girls rub their minds away

[ringofkees]

Ask your subject in the middle of casual conversation if they're ready to wake from trance... Convince them they've been deep for you the entire time. Tell them it's okay they didn't realize... Reassure them they're not always going to notice when their thoughts start to quiet when your words take over. That it's perfectly fine they're blissfully unaware of how completely and utterly mindless they are for you. And when their confusion starts to turn to compliance, which shouldn't take long, praise and reward them for accepting the truth you've gifted them.

[hypnopum]

“Now then, toy. I think it’s important that you learn this. Really drill it into your brain.” Your hypnotist’s finger pressed into the middle of your forehead. “Repeat after me, I’m a good toy.”

“I’m a good toy.” Your voice was monotonous, your mind was blank.

“I don’t think.” They said, pressing a little harder. The finger felt like it was squeezing your mind completely empty.

“I… I don’t think.” You said, it was so easy to repeat their words. So hard to think.

“I just sink.” They finished, pulling their finger back.

“I just sink…” As you said the words, that constriction on your mind was released. But the only thoughts that were left were the three you had just had given to you. “Keep repeating toy.” Your hypnotist said, a smug smile crossing their face.

“I’m a good toy.” You said, the words slipping from your lips without conscious thought. “I don’t think.” They were the truth. “I just sink.” And they became truer with every repetition. “I’m a good toy. I don’t think. I just sink.” Over, and over, and over again.

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[hypnocutie]

I like when hypnotists act a bit creepy or overly horny towards my expressions when hypnotized

Just a hypnotist getting visibly turned on when they see me all sleepy and dazed, body limp, jaw slack and drooling as they go “ohhhh yeah~ good girl~” before cupping my cheeks as I drool my mind away 💕

[strawbspassion]

swinging a pendant back and forth above your eye level and slowly raising my grasp as your eyes travel from left to right, back and forth, your eyes rolling upwards as I pull your wrist forward and command you to sleep. Counting you back up from one to five, snapping you awake, then guiding your head to focus on that pendant once again until it takes up all of your attention and you sleep again for me. Waking you back up then dropping you deep down into trance again and again until I count you back up and your eyes remain blissfully closed in trance because that feels so much better than thinking about following that pendant swing back and forth. You don’t think, you just see that pendulum in your mind’s eye, swaying from right to left over and over again and now when I drop you, there is no relief. You will drop deeper and everytime you do, the image of that pendulum swinging back and forth will be the only thing you can think of, which only takes you deeper each time you slip down, falling into a pliable, obedient, state of mind. In a state like this, you may think you’ve reached the deepest level of trance, but the truth is that you can always sink deeper. Just drop and let it all slip away into a delightfully easy state of deep and beautiful trance.

Good subject.