hypnomojo

57year old straight male amateur hypnotist

[snakegalskye-deactivated2018121]

Reblog if your blog is hypnosis themed

It’s time we all found each other♥

[rickpatterhypno-deactivated2022]

Indeed it is, let’s spread the hypno-bliss ❤

[jukeboxemcsa]

Saori Takes It All

“Deeper into the pleasure, sweet girl,” Saori purred, her fingers pumping in and out of Mitsuko’s cunt with jackhammer speed as she spoke to the younger woman in low, soothing tones. “The less you think, the better it feels. The better it feels, the less you think. Happy to be blank, happy to be empty, cumming harder and harder until you can’t think at all. Until there’s no mind, no thought, no memory, only ecstasy. Give me all those silly thoughts, now, each and every last one.” Mitsuko’s eyes rolled back in her head, and her head lolled back over the edge of the mattress. Her awareness narrowed down and down and down to the repeated impact of the web between Saori’s thumb and forefinger against her clit. Her mouth opened, but nothing came out but a choking gasp of pure arousal.

“That’s it, dear. Fucked out. Fucked blank. Fucked empty. You can’t even think now. You don’t even want to try.” Mitsuko’s body went limp, her hand dropping away from where it caressed Saori’s breasts to lie loose and lazy on the mattress. The only sign that she remained conscious at all now was the ceaseless clench of her soaking cunt around Saori’s fingers. “I’m talking to your deep self now, your unconscious mind, and it’s absorbing every word I say without question. And its first task is to find any last part of Mitsuko that’s still capable of thought, anything inside that pretty little head that’s still awake, and drug it into deep, dreamless sleep for me. Deep, dreamless sleep. And when it’s done, when that silly, sleepy girl is completely gone, the subconscious will say that out loud. ‘Deep, dreamless sleep.’”

Saori paused. For a long moment, the only sound in the room was the wet, churning sound of her fingers thrusting into Mitsuko’s cunt. And then, in a murmur completely devoid of emotion, Mitsuko whispered, “…deep, dreamless sleep.”

Saori grinned from ear to ear. “Good girl! Cum for me now.” Mitsuko’s breath quickened, and tiny little animal grunts escaped her throat as she squeezed around Saori’s intruding fingers. “That’s it. That’s right. Can’t stop cumming now. Can’t fight that pleasure anymore. The less Mitsuko thinks, the better she feels, and she’s not thinking at all anymore so the pleasure is absolutely perfect. No mind, no will, no thought, no memory, no resistance. I’m fucking it all out now. I’m fucking it all away. Mitsuko’s becoming a perfect little dolly for me, an obedient brainwashed toy. All my thoughts are the best thoughts, all my suggestions are always correct.” Mitsuko couldn’t even nod. Her body felt too impossibly heavy to move. All she could do was cum and agree.

Saori leaned down, giving the helpless woman’s tits a long, sucking kiss before continuing. “And that deep self, it can see everything in Mitsuko’s mind. Every single part of it, from those surface thoughts that are sleeping dreamlessly in my will to the very core of what makes her who she is as a person. It’s all there. Her subconscious can see it all. And it can find every last bit of her that’s still capable of resisting me.” Her fingers were right on Mitsuko’s clit now, teasing relentlessly, pushing her toy to new heights of pleasure. “And now it’s going to erase them. One by one, bit by bit, until there’s no resistance left in Mitsuko at all. And when it’s all done, she’s going to say, 'All gone now,’ and she’s going to have the biggest orgasm of her life. As soon as she’s empty. As soon as she’s mine. As soon as it’s all gone now.”

Saori paused again. The silence stretched on for long moments, Mitsuko quivering as her deep and drowsy mind fought the pleasure and failed. And at long last, she murmured, “all gone now,” and the last word dissolved into a wail of absolute ecstasy as she sank completely into Saori’s unbreakable control.

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[visionary62]

I'm ready for my mistress

[jukeboxemcsa]

Statement of Ownership

“This is mine now,” Jen said matter-of-factly, a smile on her face as she held Dale’s cock perfectly still in her hand. “I own it. I decide when it gets hard, when it gets soft, when it spurts out all that sticky cum… you’ve given up all those choices to me, now and forever. Your cock doesn’t listen to you anymore. It listens to me. Isn’t that right, my beautiful good boy?” Dale didn’t notice that he was nodding. His gaze was entirely fixated on the shaft between his wife’s fingers, the way it throbbed and pulsed hungrily in her grip. He could feel his thoughts fading away, leaving only the warmth of his arousal, and it felt wonderful.

“I choose when you stroke.” She punctuated every sentence with a subliminal tug on the flushed, throbbing shaft between her pale fingers, grinning devilishly at every sigh and whimper Dale released. “I chose when you fuck.” Her green eyes glittered with excitement, and Dale could smell the thick scent of her arousal wafting up from beneath her skirt. Jen always got so wet when she was teasing him. So incredibly wet and horny and…. “I choose when you release. You don’t want to make those decisions anymore, you only want to relax and stop thinking. Stop thinking and listen to Mistress.” Dale’s eyes rolled back in his head, his mind transfixed by images of his wife’s soaking pussy.

Her hand began to glide slowly up and down his shaft, lubricated easily by his dripping precum. “You never really wanted to think anyway,” Jen purred, her voice smooth and sensuous and seductive in his ears. “You only thought you wanted to think. Your cock knew the truth all along. The moment I touched it, you heard it throbbing into your brain that this was happiness, this was satisfaction, this was peace and pleasure and surrender and joy all rolled into one. ‘This is Mistress,’ it told you, and your mind collapsed into glorious submission as you finally realized it was time to give in and be mine.” Dale moaned, his balls tightening as his arousal grew and grew.

“It took your waking mind a little time to catch up, that’s all.” Dale’s memories of discussing erotic hypnosis with his wife, of hours and hours spent negotiating suggestions and practicing amnesia and learning how to accept programming… they were all fading away. He didn’t need them anymore. He didn’t want them. He wanted to believe that he was always controlled by her voice and her eyes and her tugging, stroking fingers, that his cock knew all along that he was destined to be Jen’s property and it only needed to erode his confused and shaky willpower to show him the truth he was born to understand. “Now you see that you’ve always been mine.”

Jen stroked faster and faster, Dale’s orgasm only held back now by her hypnotic compulsion. “It feels so good, doesn’t it? So good to be owned and obedient and lost in my power. So good to feel your balls tighten and strain, building up a nice big load of hot, sticky cum for me. Thick and potent and aching to be released. Ready to spurt when I tell you, where I tell you. You’re mine. This cock is mine. These balls are mine. And I make all the choices now.” She hiked up her skirt, revealing a bare pussy that glistened with arousal. She guided him down to his knees and spread her legs. And with a sigh of utter bliss, she maneuvered him into her cunt at last.

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(Crossposted to my BDSMlr account which I’m no longer allowed to link to. It’s not hard to find there, though.)

[visionary62]

What does a man have to do to get his cock owned by a wet pussy. I'm available

[perfectconnoisseurland]

Reblog and rate my ass ?/10

[visionary62]

I obey, mistress 9/10

[wellgnawed]

Practical Joke

“I’ve been hypnotized to say this,” she whispered in his ear, “and saying this makes me go deeper into trance.”

Mark blinked, and started to pull back a little to look into Karen’s face, fighting through the dizzy dreaminess of his own trance.  He was always deeply hypnotized when his cock was inside Karen.  She’d been conditioning him for weeks, ever since her friend Nikki taught her hypnosis and they used him as a practice subject.  And pulling back to look her in the eyes made him very aware of his cock sliding inside her very wet cunt, back out of her a little, and he was always deeply hypnotized when his cock was inside Karen…

“You’re hypnotized to hear this,” Karen whispered, “and saying this makes you go deeper into trance.”

The world went fuzzy again.  Everything was just right.  Mark was always deeply hypnotized when his cock was inside Karen.  Even when her face had that same blank look that he had when he was deeply hypnotized.

“Nikki’s cunt is better than mine,” Karen whispered.  "And saying this makes us go deeper into trance.“  For a moment, at the mention of Nikki’s cunt, a confused look started to swim to the surface of Mark’s and Karen’s eyes.  But then it faded again as they both went deeper into trance.

“Nikki’s cunt is better than mine,” Karen recited, “And thinking about it makes us go deeper into trance.”

Mark slipped into the rhythm he always fell into while fucking Karen, deep in trance.

“Nikki’s cunt is better than mine,” Karen whispered, starting to moan a little.  "You’re thinking about Nikki’s cunt right now.  What it would feel like to be inside Nikki’s cunt.  So deep.  So warm and wet and tight and deep.  Deeper with every thrust, Mark.  Deep inside Nikki’s cunt.  You can’t stop thinking about Nikki’s cunt.  You’re always thinking about Nikki’s cunt, Mark.  Always thinking about Nikki’s cunt, Mark. Nikki’s cunt is even better than mine.  Ohhhhhhhh…”

Karen’s head was thrown back now and her body bucked up into Mark’s, straining to get his cock as far inside her as possible.  She reached a hand around his back to pull his buttocks down into her, yanking hard every time he thrust forward.

Inside Mark’s mind, a picture formed of Karen’s engorged wet labia as they usually looked just before he put his tongue between them.  He tried to imagine them looking even wetter, sexier, prettier, somehow more vivid and compelling, associating that idea with Nikki’s Cunt.  He thought of Nikki’s face, the slightly sly look she often had.  She had always made him a little bit nervous; he felt much more comfortable with Karen.  But now he realized that being inside her cunt would be *incredible*.  Nikki’s Cunt.

“Nikki’s cunt is better than mine.  Ohh good.  Nikki’s cunt is better than mine.  Aahhhhhhh!  Nikki’s cunt is better than mine!  OhgodMarkyessss!  OHHHHHH!”

Karen coming was the best feeling Mark could imagine.  He always waited until she came and that set him off immediately, and he came hard, yelling incoherently.  And thinking about Nikki’s Cunt.

Karen recovered faster, her blissful look turning to confusion, then horrified annoyance, while Mark was still swimming in euphoria and trying to remember where all the parts of his body were.  Steps sounded outside the bedroom door.

“Well, *somebody*’s having a good morning,” came Nikki’s voice from the doorway.

“God DAMN it!  Do you have to steal *all* my toys?” yelled Karen.  She tossed a pillow at the doorway, but Nikki stepped aside.

“Now, now,” purred Nikki.  She pulled her silk bathrobe aside.  There was nothing underneath.  But Nikki’s Cunt.  "See anything you like?“

Karen’s next angry yell died in her throat as she swallowed and licked her lips, gaze locked between her roommate’s legs.  "Nikki’s cunt is better than mine,” she whispered, eyes glazing over again.  Mark, not yet entirely out of trance, turned slowly as if in a dream, his eyes immediately going to the same place Karen’s had, his mind dropping down once more.

“That’s right.  Good girl.  Good boy…”

[visionary62]

Mark is one lucky bastard.

[goddesszenova]

Stare into my eyes until you can’t think then repost

[visionary62]

I obey

[x0xsissyx0x]

[badsoccermom]

[boyprincess]

🌹🖤🌹

Send me hypno

🌹🖤🌹

[visionary62]

Of course , I cannot resist

[visionary62]

🐷🐷🐷🐷🐷

Yeah I'm a razorbacks fan

[ihypnotizedyou]

Reblog if you give explicit permission and accept being covertly hypnotized without your conscious awareness.

[overtheedgeplease]

absolutely

[hypno-slave-hope-deactivated202]

that would be so hot, please please please do it

[kalinpol20-deactivated20211202]

I need to be covertly hypnotized like allll the time

[visionary62]

Retard

i don't know you, you may be i don't think that's the correct term. I.Q. deficient sounds better.

[geyashvecova]

Warning: Not recommended for people with epileptic syndrome. 

Design graphics Geya Shvecova (Radial trip) Archive_140220

[hypnomindstorm]

Blanker…

Deeper…

Dumber…

I love to deepen Master’s programming…..

[visionary62]

you know you want to stare and feel my cock pulse inside you with each pulse of light. don’t you now. ?

[jellyfruit]

☀️🌈 - Sacra Luna

[visionary62]

buy me one and you hold the keys to visionary

[viejospellejos]

[thehopelesssuit]

Holy damn! 🤤😏😈

[visionary62]

I have an engagement ring and i will part with it doll.  

[cellray-deactivated20210502]

Blank and empty.

These two words echo through your mind whenever I say them.

Blank and empty.

They flash through your brain, blinding out every other thought.

Blank and empty.

You read them as if they’re a flash in your eyes, leaving you

Blank and empty. You stare forwards blankly and emptily, as you repeat them blankly and emptily.

Blank and empty.

Seeing them from me is a flash that blinds your thoughts. You instantly go

Blank and empty. You’re helpless to resist the flash. Hopeless to resist the words. Too weak to resist my control. As you’re simply

Blank and empty.

A flash in your mind. Instantly mindless. Eyes blank. Mouth open. Another flash

Blank and empty. In a moment, you’re going to close your eyes and rest your mind, as the flash subsides. You’ll open your eyes with everything being clear again.

But before that, you’re going to repeat those words to yourself one last time. Reblogging and replying is natural, as you are

Blank and empty.

[visionary62]

and then of course you’ll crave my cock on your lips. .....what? 

[jukeboxemcsa]

A Slave’s Entreaties

“Oh, yes, Master. That big hard cock needs to cum. I can feel it, it’s throbbing under my fingers, it’s aching to release all that hot, sticky goo all over my pretty slave titties. I know why Master’s holding back, though. He wants to get a big, yummy load all over my chest so he can mark me as his property, and he needs to hold back just a little bit longer so that he can show me just how owned and obedient I am. That’s okay, Master. Just let this good girl keep stroking that long, pulsing shaft a little while more, just hold that big climax back so Master can show me how strong and potent he is.

"It’ll be easier if Master focuses on something. When his balls are all tight and full and heavy with cum like that, and my hand keeps going up and down, up and down on that warm thick shaft, it’s going to be easier to hold back if Master keeps his mind on just one thing and one thing only so that he doesn’t spurt all over my tits like a weak little boy who’s not in control of his orgasms. Master needs to keep all that yummy jizz inside, and he can’t do that if he’s paying attention to his cock or my breasts or the sound of my voice. I don’t want to make Master cum by accident, not when he’s doing such a good job of keeping his big load inside until it’s ready.

"And I know it’s so hard right now, Master. It’s so hard to find something that doesn’t make his big hard cock even hornier and needier and more ready to spurt all over my pretty slave titties. Even just listening to my voice makes Master want to shoot his load, because I’m talking all dirty like a good slut and if I beg him to jizz all over my boobs then he might accidentally listen and then we’ll both know that he can’t control his climax. Master doesn’t want to look weak. Master doesn’t want to look helpless to resist his own penis. So it’s important to just let my voice slip away into the back of Master’s head and find something else to focus on while I stroke, stroke, stroke Master deeper into pleasure until his balls are boiling with cum.

"Even looking at my slave titties might be too much for Master when he’s this hard, this turned on, this ready to shoot his load all over my chest and show the whole world how much cum he can splatter onto my helpless body. Master might not be able to control himself, and he needs to stay in control so that I don’t get any clever ideas. So if Master’s going to stay nice and controlled, he needs to look somewhere else. Somewhere calm and neutral, somewhere that’s going to soothe and relax him so that he doesn’t give in and spurt on my boobs like a weak little boy. Somewhere like my eyes.

"That’s it, Master. That’s right. Just stare at my eyes, tune out my voice, let the boiling heat in those heavy balls fade into the background and stay perfectly controlled for me. That’s it. That’s a good, strong boy. Master doesn’t need to cum, Master doesn’t need to listen, Master just needs to be stroked deeper and relax. Good boy. Relaxing and sinking deeper into pleasure for me now.”

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[visionary62]

oh hell yes