#hypno humiliation

[servegothess]

Giving in to my sadistic urge to whisper trigger words and moan in your ear at the most inappropriate times. Like at your important work dinner or the middle of a boring sermon at church. What do you think is indicating to everyone that you’re so weak for My voice right now? How glossy your eyes are or how you squirm in your seat when My lips graze your ear. You’re so easy to rile up. Here, I’ll run my nail along your spine to help you sit up straight. If you groan like you usually do, that’s on you. Have some composure, slut. Everyone is watching.

[servegothess]

Is it considered home wrecking if I ruin the wedding? I know…it was supposed to be just for fun, a little party trigger embedded for your last night of freedom. But… I think it’s more amusing if you have it a little while longer. I’m certain I mentioned this trigger would dissolve itself in 24 hours? But… I can see how it sounded like “two to four” in the busy club. Anyway, who needs vows when a cruel, busty Troublemaker will object before you get the chance to read them? Don’t worry, I won’t tell them a single one of your secrets… but you will. Remember how was hot it was last night, when you confessed your worst pre-marital sins at My command? I can still remember how desperate you got every time “I object” left my lips.

I’m not too sure everyone will be as “open-minded” mid ceremony….what do you think?

[servegothess]

I want to see your eyelids get heavier every time I insult you.

I want the tears flowing down your face to carry every last thought with them.

you feel that warmth on your cheeks?

Thats heat from the hell I orchestrate in your mind.

It barely noticeable when you drop deeper and become even more of a brainless object.