Getting more involved with the local kink scene, and it's been heaven. Last night, I got tied up and tortured by a hot NB top... š„µš„µš„µ they may be looking for a subject to practice hypnosis on too š
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Getting more involved with the local kink scene, and it's been heaven. Last night, I got tied up and tortured by a hot NB top... š„µš„µš„µ they may be looking for a subject to practice hypnosis on too š
I'm brainwashed, but I don't feel brainwashed.
I've been hypnotized, but I don't remember any of my hypnosis.
My reality has been shifted, but I couldn't tell you what's different or what's new.
I've been conditioned, but I don't know what's making me react the way I do.
My world feels completely normal. Everything feels right and true, I know my mind has been changed and warped to this present reality.
All I really know is I need more.
Asks Hypnosis
a tist hypnotizing a sub completely through Tumblr asks, that way it's open and public for all to see. All your followers are going to know how easy you drop, and how well you obey. What will you be made to do? Will it be embarrassing? Arousing? Maybe a bit of both? What will your followers think of you afterwards?
I love eye rolls and crossed eyes as much as the next fetishist, but this kind of trance face will always be my favorite. Just hazy blankness, no one home, unfocused with no fight left.
hey hold this real quick *slides my fingers in your mouth*
hey. hey.
sex is morally neutral.
in itself, it's not a good thing, or a bad thing. it's just a thing people do.
now, intention and setting can make it a good thing (you're with someone you love! you're having fun!) or a bad thing (from awkwardness to straight up lack of consent).
what i mean is: the sex act in itself is not morally bad or good. if you have it before marriage, or for a one-night stand, or with many people, those things aren't bad.
a lot of people want you to feel shame for sex, because in their mind sex is automatically a bad thing. it's not. it's just a thing people do.
AND
you shouldn't feel ashamed for not having, or not wanting sex either.
it's not this magical thing you have to do to be a real adult or a real human. it's just a thing you can do. some people like it, others don't. it's like cilantro.
āNnnngh!Ā Stop it, this isnāt fun at all!āĀ Emma protested, straining to escape the duct tape binding her to the office chair, or at the very least dislodge the headphones from her head.Ā
āA good doll looks after herself.Ā Ā A good doll eats properly.Ā A good doll gets enough sleep to wake up fresh for work the next dayā¦āĀ The voice over the headphones droned on, pummeling her subconscious with positvity.
She had been promised a proper fuckdoll mindset.Ā Not thisā¦Ā this slice of self help and self-acceptance!Ā
āOh stop making a mountain out a molehill,āĀ Fae chided, planting a kiss on Emmaās forehead.Ā Ā āIf you actually bothered going to your therapist, none of this would be necessary.ā
Emma pouted.Ā Ā āWhen I let you into my mind, I didnāt expect you to try and make me a better personā¦ā āSucks to be you, then.ā āLook, Iām just going to pop next door for a cuppa and a chinwag.Ā You going to be a good, obedient sub and surrender to the new, improved you?ā āLike fuck I am,āĀ Emma replied, practically growling. āWeāll see,ā Fae countered as she headed for the door.Ā Ā āWeāll seeā¦Ā Iāll be back in thirty to check your progress, okay?ā āFuck you!ā āLove you, too!āĀ Fae replied, nonchalantly as she let Emmaās words slide off her like water off of a ducks back.Ā
āA good doll seeks help when she needs it.Ā A good doll wants the best for herself.Ā A good doll will enforces boundariesā¦āĀ Ā The voice continued over the headphones.
āDouble fuckā¦āĀ Emma replied, filling herself slipping under as the background hum dug into her, hidden subliminals whispering for her to surrender and slip under.Ā
Life was so unfair sometimesā¦Ā
That moment where your a sopping, wet mess and you agree to let brainwashing choker be wrapped around your pretty neckā¦Ā
oh fuck my kate mulgrew itch is back
We may get off on helplessness, objectification, and degradation. We're just tight, wet holes to fuck. Anywhere, anytime, in any way. We're just empty slates, ready to be changed into anything and everything, by those having control over us.
However, we should make sure all of it benefits us as much as it benefits the ones that we serve. We should enjoy everything we do for them and appreciate every little thing that is done to us - and all of it should motivate and inspire us to get even better tomorrow. For the ones that trigger those changes, but also for ourselves.
Get ruined because it makes you drip. Get ruined because it makes you hotter. Get ruined because that's what you always dreamed of. Don't settle for less - strive to be less, only because you know that this way you will become something more.
āBut I donāt want to be a better person!āĀ Leah protested as Mistress tugged at the restraints tying Leah to the bedpost.
āI insist my pet keeps to her promises...āĀ Her Mistress insisted.
āBut itās exercise!ā
āAnd you promised to get fit at the start of the year, sweetie.ā āIt was cold!āĀ Leah pouted.
āAnd?ā āWet!Ā It was wet!ā āSo are your panties whenever I put you under, but you never complain about that!āĀ Mistress pointed out, picking up the VR headset sheād left laying by Leahās head.Ā āNow keep still whilst I fit you with this...ā
Leah did as she was commanded, even raising her head to allow Mistress to strap to clip the head strap into place to keep the VR headset.Ā She may been a pouting brat of a submissive, but she still obeyed her Mistress.
āYou know, if I had known that letting you install all those pleasure triggers into my head would one day lead you to installing the desire to get fit and look after myself, I would have-ā ā-still said yes,āĀ Mistress interrupted. āNo I wouldnāt have!ā āLiar!āĀ Mistress said with a chuckle as she tightened the straps to make sure the headset would remain in place.Ā Ā āYouāre too much of a mind control hussy to resist the temptation for a good slice of reprogramming.ā āI could try to resist.āĀ
āHah!Ā Thatās just you mentally edging and drawing out the process.ā āBut Iām asthmatic!Ā Iāve got rickets!Ā Iāll drop dead of a heart attack, half way through my first run!ā
āLies, lies, and Iāll just bring you back as my cyborg sex-bot.ā Leah stopped, eyebrows furrowed in confusion.Ā Ā āWait, is that a promise or a threat?ā āDepends on whether I leave you with your brainwashing fetish, huh?āĀ Mistress teased, gently booping her subās nose. āNow if youāre a really good girl,āĀ She continued,Ā āAnd you let all the yummy conditioning in,Ā I promise you that Iāll spend the weekend scrubbing your mind so clean that youāll be unable to walk without dripping for the next several days.Ā If you donāt?Ā Vanilla sex for a whole month and no fun outside of that.ā āThatās evil.ā
āEvil?Ā Ā No, I prefer to think of it as highly motivating to get on board with the program.ā Leah sighed, snuggling down into the bed as she got herself comfortable to drift off.Ā She might be about to be programmed into being a fitness bunny, but she was going to damned well sure make the most of her last fleeting moments of laziness. āDamn it, I wish Iād never broached the subject of getting fit with you.Ā Ā Youāre like the one person who will hold my nose to the grindstone about this kind of shit.ā āāThank you, Mistress, for caring about me enough to want to see you fit and healthyāā, Mistress said, doing her best Glasgow accent in gentle mockery of her Subās accent.Ā āāI wish show you my appreciation, later, when youāre grinding your glorious cunny into my pretty little faceāāĀ Ā
āThis!Ā Ā This is why my people use to raid the border!ā āBecause your women were all super-duper gay and needed a strong, English woman to spank them?ā āShut up!āĀ Leah protested, feeling her cheeks redden.Ā Ā āThat is unfair use of kink!ā āAll is fair in love and kink, sweetie,āĀ Mistress pointed out, reach up to flip the headsets screen into place.Ā Ā āNow be a good girl and stare into the screen for me...ā ā...fineā
The sound of a space bar being hit punctuated the room, and Leahās world became nothing but spirals..
Domestic Bliss...
āNo!āĀ Cried Emma as Hannah took her phone away.Ā Ā āThere were so many spirals left to view!ā
āā¦and so many dishes left to wash.āĀ Ā Grumbled Hannah as she threw the dishcloth at Emma.Ā Ā āLess Hypno; more housework.ā
āThis,ā Emma protested, scowling as she got up off of the sofa.Ā āThis is why I insist we get a dishwasher.ā āSo you can spend even more time zoning out and playing with yourself?āĀ Ā
āYou never normally complainā¦ā
āYes, but thatās because Mum & Dad are coming over to meet you for the first time in a couple of hours,ā Hannah said, rolling her eyes in exasperation as she returned to the kitchen with Emma in tow.Ā āAnd need to make a good impression.ā āā¦I could great them at the front door in my cat suit?ā āNo!ā āMaids uniform then?ā
āOh, for the love ofā¦āĀ Ā Hannah said, pinching her nose.Ā āI swear to God if you donāt stop being a brat because Iām making you do housework, un-hypnotized, I will ban you for cumming for the next several months.ā Emma quietened for a few moments, donning her rubber gloves and plunging the first dish into warm, soapy water Hannah had already run for her.Ā
āDonāt threaten a girl with a good time,āĀ She muttered under here breath.
āWhat?!ā āNothing, honeyā¦āĀ Emma answered, offering the sweetest of smilesā¦
Jasmine had barely been able to stand being Joyās roommate after sheād met her new boyfriend. Or as Joy called him, her Master. It was like Joy was a completely different person now. She pretty much only seemed to care about her Master. Sheād tried to talk Joy into realizing something was wrong with her relationship but that had only made things worse. So much worse that Joy had decided to move into her boyfriendās place, and hadnāt even talked to Jasmine since.
In a moment of weakness, Jasmine had signed up for the website that Joy had met her boyfriend through. Maybe going on a date could help take her mind off of things.
Itā¦didnāt. She felt like such a terrible date because it did not distract her at all from her falling out with Joy. The lady she was on the date with was nice enough, but Jasmine just couldnāt get into the date, at all.
When she got home and booted the Venus website back up, though, a message popped up.
Your perfect match would love to see you again, but he has some criticisms for you to take into account!
Yeah, that made sense. Jasmine certainly expected criticisms. It was generous for her to even want to see her again, but she supposed it wouldnāt hurt to hear out her criticismsā¦
Issue 1: The main issue is that sheās still torn up about herā¦ex-girlfriend, I assume, Joy. She needs to just forget about her. You canāt let your past relationships impede on your new relationships. She needs to just move on!
ā¦Joy? Who was Joy? That name didnāt ring any bells in Jasmineās head. She did tend to just never think about her exes again after breaking up, though, it was for the best for her. So if Joy wasĀ her ex, of course sheād totally forget about her! Had she been talking about this Joy person on her date, though? That couldnāt be rightā¦
Issue 2: Sheās a spoiled rich kid. Probably hasnāt worked an honest day in her life. If she wants to be my girlfriend, sheāll have to let me control her money, so I can be sure sheās truly earning what she spends.
Mmmā¦that made sense. Jasmine definitely believed in trying to earn her own money, rather than live off of her familyās money. Her girlfriend could keep her honestā¦
Issue 3: In fact, I think she should just cut all ties she has to her family. Itās for the best. Whatever she has in her bank account right now is all she needs, she should just forget about her family. Throw out their credit cards and just be her own person. She can just be myĀ person.
Jasmineās hands moved to grab her wallet as she read the word, and she took out her familyās credit cards and cut them in half. She didnāt need her familyās money. She didnāt need her family at all. Honestly, she couldnāt even remember their names, they were just totally blocked from her mind. She could just belong to her girlfriendā¦
Issue 4: On second thoughtā¦maybe she shouldnāt be my person, but rather just be my fucktoy. If Iām already making financial decisions for her, why donāt I just make every decision for her? Her only thoughts should be pleasing me, being an obedient pet and fucktoy. She should just forget everything about herself and let her only thoughts be being a good girl for her Mistress.
And with that, Jasmineās memories just vanished from her mind. She became a blank slate, ready to be made into her Mistressā perfect fucktoy. And then there was a knock on her door, and Jasmineās Mistress was there.
Jasmineās head was buried between her Mistressā legs within seconds, as she eagerly ate her out, the start of her new lifeā¦
there are two wolves inside of me
one wants to prove i can resist (and loves being horny) and the other needs to drop sososo bad
Two months of freedom, gone, just like that! Some random guy at the house party says digideroo, and bam, sheās back to be being the party bicycle just like the old days.
The shock of her response was almost more powerful then the trigger. Well, not really. The shock made her drop her drink. The trigger made her offer her body to everyone at the parrty, and sit the middle of the room masturbating when no one was using her, which wasnāt often.
Everyone of her friends knows her trigger now, and sheās getting used to being totally free use aroind the parties. No oneās asked her why she doesnāt just stay homeā¦
Use my triggers
And make me the
Relapsing Party Bicycle
Your friends will never let you escape
Teachers have tried this and are amazed when their classes donāt go feral like in the book.Ā Itās almost as if the book was supposed to be satire and not a treaty on the nature of humanity.
thereās a timeskip
THEREāS A TIMESKIP
THEREāS A TIMESKIP
THEREāS A TIMESKIP
after losing control of the signal fire thereās a FUCKING TIMESKIP and when the next chapter starts everyoneās hair is several inches longer and their clothes have rotted to shreds and theyāre still just kind of chilling!!!!
IT TAKES THE TERRIBLE IMPERIALISM MIND-POISONED EXCESSIVELY BRITISH BOYS IN THE ACTUAL BOOK SEVERAL MONTHS TO COMMIT A SINGLE ACT OF INTENTIONAL VIOLENCE, EVEN THE ONE (1) CHILD WRITTEN AS AN ACTUAL SOCIOPATH
AND then when they DO turn on each other it is because
THEREāS AN UNSPECIFIED WORLD WAR HAPPENING
AND A PILOTāS CORPSE CRASH LANDS ON THE ISLAND POST-DOGFIGHT AND THE CHILDREN MISTAKE THE PARACHUTE FOR A MONSTER AND SPIRAL INTO PARANOIA
BECAUSE CHILDREN INHERIT THE LEGACY AND TRAUMA OF VIOLENCE FROM THE ADULTS WAGING WAR AROUND THEM
HURR DURR IN THE REAL WORLD IT WOULD NEVER HAPPEN LIKE IN LORD OF THE FLIES -
IT DIDNāT HAPPEN THAT WAY IN LORD OF THE FLIES EITHER YOU JUST HAVENāT READ IT SINCE HIGH SCHOOL IF EVER AND DONāT REMEMBER WHAT ACTUALLY HAPPENED IN THE GODDAMN BOOK
#tbf the dude wrote it to be a dick
yes. yes he did. iām also gonna direct you to the real life ālord of the fliesā which occured in the 1960s, when six tongan schoolboys got stranded on a desert island for over a year before being rescued by an australian fisherman (who, it should be noted, later took on all six as crewmembers because the reason they were out in the first place was because they wanted to see the world, and named his ship the Ata after the island they were stranded on). nobody died. the only injuries that occurred were accidental, and when one of the boys broke his leg falling down a cliff, the others braced it and looked after him so well that it healed perfectly. if they argued, then they would literally go to opposite sides of the island until theyād cooled off. after leaving the island, they remained friends for the rest of their lives. hereās a photo of them as adults, with their rescuer (who is third from the left) and other members of his crew.
i read about this in rutger bregmanās human kind, a book i cannot recommend highly enough, but if you donāt want to go and read a whole book about the inherent goodness of humanity (which again, you really should) then the relevant excerpt can be found here.
an underrated kink is corruption. i want to make you worse. i love to coax it all out of you and make you admit how hot you really think it is. donāt worry, no oneās going to find out. no oneās going to judge you. itās okay, you donāt have to fight it anymore. just let it get to you. you need this.