#hypnodom

[swirlsandtwirls]

I’m a horny hypnoslut who’s constantly torn between wanting to cum my mind away and edging more so when I cum, I’ll REALLY cum my mind away this time…

#i can’t choose #i can’t decide #good girls edge #good girls obey #good girls rub their minds away #edgeslut #hypnosis #hypnok1nk #hypnotized girl #hypnodom #covert hypnosis #hypnodomme #hypnotized #hypnotic #hypnotism #hypnotist

[cellray]

Please direct your attention to the screen. Do not lose focus.

#cellray #hypnokink #mind control #hypnotized #hypnosis #brainwashing #hypnodom #hypnotist #mind conditioning #spiral #cw flashing lights

[underlings-ropes-and-straps]

I think I found my new favorite color! Look, look!

What’re you staring at it for? It’s just a shade of pink, it’s not that special.

What do you mean it’s swirling? That doesn’t sound right.

Hey, are you listening to me?

…

Good.

#hypnok1nk #hypnosis #pink hypnok1nk #cw flashing #tw flashing #flashing lights #domposting #hypnodom

[hypno-meat]

You wake up from trance, fuzzy enough that you know your were very deep for a long time, but for the first time you really can’t remember. When he took your memory away before, it was always like trying to remember a dream. Sometimes you could, sometimes it was really hard, but you always had flickers.

He says your name, and you realize your face is scrunched up with the strain of trying to remember. You look at him, knowing full well he can see the confusion plastered on your face, and he chuckles.

“What happened?”

He smiles and responds, “You don’t need to worry about that. How do you feel?”

You assess yourself and realize your nipples feel very stimulated. Tingly. You feel the wetness between your legs that’s always there after you wake up from trance. You write it off. It’s nothing new. Your mind wanders back to trying to remember what happened. “I feel good. Like always. Did you put new triggers in? Why can’t I remember?”

“Now why would I tell you that? And because you asked if this. You asked me to make you forget. You asked me to mindfuck you. So that’s what I’m doing. I’m just doing what you wanted.”

You feel embarrassed and annoyed. There’s no arguing with that. You did ask him to make you forget. Just to see if he could. And you didn’t really think it would work. You thought your brain was stronger than that.

But it’s not. It hits you then how weak you are. The fear and excitement and utter arousal flood you as you realize just how much power he has over you. You’re defenseless against him.

Heart beating faster, so fast you’re almost panting, your nipples somehow harden even more and the rub against your shirt is too much. You feel hot. You don’t even think about it when you pull it off.

You hear Sir chuckle and you look up, surprised, embarrassed, and a little angry. “Did you make me do that?”

“No that was all you. You asked me to never make you undress. I respect that. You did that all on your own.”

And you believe him. You trust him. But you’re embarrassed. How casually you just stripped in front of him….

But your nipples didn’t get the relief you were expecting. They’re so hard and stimulated it starting to hurt. They feel hot and freezing at the same time. You grab your breast but it does nothing for you. The irritation increases and it dawns in you.

“You did this.”

It’s not a question. You know. And you’re not even mad. Just surprised at how intense the feeling is getting.

“Something wrong?” His feigned innocence confirms it.

“How do I make it stop?”

“Oh I’m not telling you that. But I’ll give you a hint. You have to do something that I love, but you hate.”

You only have a couple ideas on how to relieve this intense burning. You start with the easiest. You get on your knees, and resume a submissive stance, palms up on your knees, head bowed. You know that it’s going to become uncomfortable quickly, but you just need to relieve your tortured nipples.

He smiles and says, “So beautiful on your knees for me. I think I’ll keep you there. BIND!”

You instinctually try to move, to get up off the floor or at least shift your weight. Your legs are starting to hurt. But you’re trapped, wearing nothing but his collar and a skirt. You can’t even twitch your pinky. And you nipples reach a new caliber of pain.

Embarrassed by your wetness, you hope he doesn’t notice the bead of moisture that just dripped onto the floor. Then he starts to taunt you.

“You can get up now. I know your legs must be getting sore already. Will you look at me at least? No? So disobedient. What am I going to do about that? Well if you’re just going to ignore me, maybe I’ll leave then.”

Every fiber of your being wants to obey. You want to look at him. And you need him to stay. And you’re humiliated. He’s making fun of you because he knows how embarrassed and helpless it makes you feel. Your nipples are screaming at you now, enough that you have to struggle to keep tears from welling up. And somehow you get even wetter. Another drop falls to the ground. Although you can’t move your mouth, a whimper escapes you, a desperate plea for him to stay.

He takes his time, examining you, inspecting you. You feel his eyes roam your body, and your flooded with shame, your shy instinct to cover yourself unfulfilled. Finally, he commands, “STOP.”

You fall to the side, gripping your breasts to no avail, and scowl at him. “That didn’t work.”

“No it didn’t. I enjoyed it though. And stop looking at me like that. You asked for this. And don’t think I didn’t notice the puddle you left on the floor. That face isn’t going to get you anywhere.”

It occurs to you then what you have to do to relieve the pain. Make an aheago face.

Uhhh. You hate that face. You think it looks so stupid. You hate dumbing yourself down. You tell yourself that you won’t do it.

But your nipples… they hurt so bad. The tears finally start to well and you know you need to relieve it. So you make it anyways. Tongue out, eyes crossed and looking up. You hate it so much, but the relief feels sooooo good. Just as you’re about to stop he says, “BIND.”

And your face is stuck. You know you look so stupid. And you’re humiliated, especially as he says, “Look at you. My dumb fuckdoll. You look so stupid. Pathetic.”

You don’t know what to feel. You’re angry, aroused, embarrassed, pleased, and also so so proud of how much you’re pleasing him.

He says, “STOP” and instantly you stop making the face. And just as suddenly the pain in your nipples starts to come back, much faster this time.

You whine, “That’s not fair! It came back!”

He just smiles and says, “I never claimed to be fair.”

#cnc k!nk #cnc somno #hypno pet #hypnotized #hypno fantasy #hypnoslut #hypnok1nk #hypnotism #hypnofetish #hypnodom #bimbo hypnosis #hypnosub #ahego face #ahego girl #bd/sm community #mind control #mind corruption

[ex-mortis-evie]

!!CW, tentacles, ear/brain stuff!!

So I’ve been thinking of something, and I’d like to run it by you if you wouldn’t mind.

I’ve been looking up at the stars recently and just wondering, what’s really out there, you know?

I mean, it’s not hard to think about it, at least for me.

How infinite the depths of the universe may be.

How within the farthest blackness of our cosmos, there may be a fraction of something there.

A hint of life.

Whatever that life may be, of course.

I like to think it’s something cooler than just a single celled organism, personally.

Like, could you imagine the crazy stuff that lies beyond our comprehension?

I could.

Maybe you could too.

I mean, once you sit down and think about it, that little hint of life could be anything.

That tiny, insignificant dot is something magnificent I bet.

Long, black tentacles.

Some ending in octopus-like grips, ready to wrap around whatever it may want.

Some ending in giant eyes, to search and observe.

All decked out in pure muscle.

After all, something like this has to be pretty strong to hold its prey, right?

Those tentacles could go on for miles I bet.

After all, it’s something beyond our tiny brains.

Hell, it could probably wrap its tentacles around us without any effort.

We’d be at its mercy.

Though I wonder what it would feel like.

Maybe it would feel slimy on your skin, coating you in its aphrodisiac-like mucus to prepare you.

Maybe it would feel rough, much like a snake’s scales, wrapping you up in a tough armor where escape is impossible.

Maybe it would be soft, like a set of comfortable pillows to sink into.

There’s no way to tell really.

Well, unless you’re thinking of how it would feel.

How tight those tentacles would grip your body into its inescapable grasp.

Holding you captive inside of its infinite depths.

But, why would it want us?

I mean, maybe we’d be friendly to it.

Maybe it would be symbiotic in a way, as some creatures are.

Or maybe…it’s curious.

It’s curious of humans.

After all, I doubt it’s seen anything quite like us before.

Maybe that grip is just to keep us secure as it searches up and down your body.

Each tentacle making its way sensually around, feeling you out completely.

Making their way around you, seeing what you’re made of and what use you are.

And then, it finds your eyes.

Meeting yours with its own.

Investigating you.

Absorbing your appearance.

Taking you in.

And then, the colors start.

A pretty pattern inside of its eye.

On its own planet, maybe it’s a form of communication.

To you though, it’s so much more.

It’s quite captivating, isn’t it?

That one, tiny dot of an eye.

Taking up your entire world.

So important to stare into.

After all, it’s trying to communicate to you.

So you just find yourself staring into it.

Lulling you into that perfect pleasurable peace that you love to sink into.

Trying to make out what’s going on.

But, it’s getting harder.

And harder.

And harder.

Harder to think.

Harder to move.

Harder to resist.

Because you’re just so curious.

Trying to figure out what’s going on.

And before you know it, it’s too late.

You’re ensnared.

Enraptured.

Engrossed in its eye.

Those colors taking up your entire world.

So utterly beautiful to fall into its grasp and gaze as you’re slowly engulfed in those familiar feelings.

Relaxation.

Mindlessness.

Emptiness.

Losing yourself in the colors.

Losing your mind in the colors.

Losing control in the colors.

Finding that, as you sink into the colors, your brain starts to dissolve a bit.

Mind coming undone and unraveling in the display taking up your entire world.

All of your attention on the colors as the tentacles take more of you by the second.

Wrapping you tight in the creature’s control.

And the best part is when the creature finds your hole.

No, not that hole.

Your ear.

Sending a tiny tentacle down, tickling as it travels down and takes its time turning your brain topsy turvy.

Because that’s exactly what it does.

Reaching your mind, feeling as the tentacle wraps itself around your empty brain and giving it a nice squeeze.

Your thoughts simply ceasing as it squeezes, seeming to push out your brain’s functions as it does.

And sending a massive shockwave of pleasure as it does.

As if every pleasure center in your body, all at once, squeezes in delight.

Another squeeze, seeming to take its hold over your mind even more as it does.

Each squeeze is another dose of that intense pleasure.

Utterly trapped in its gaze and grip now.

Another squeeze, another dose.

Less of you existing deep within with each squeeze.

Seeming to take a bit of your soul out of your body with each squeeze.

And with one final and earth-shatteringly pleasurable squeeze, your body finally gives way to an orgasm.

Involuntarily giving itself up to the creature just like that.

But, as the pleasure subsides and your thoughts roll out, the creature seems to dissipate into the black void of space once more.

As if it was never there.

The void around you becoming so warm.

So delightful to lay inside of this deep relaxation.

You’ll naturally wake from it, of course.

But for now, maybe you can enjoy the thought of that tiny, insignificant spot in the universe.

You never know what true delights lay upon the cosmos.

Until then, thanks for joining me on this thought.

After all, it’s nice to think about the delights of what our universe can bring us, yeah?

#brainwashing #hypnosis #mind conditioning #mind control #brain drain #hypnotism #hypnotized #hypnosub #covert hypnosis #hypnok1nk #hypnodom #eldritch Hypno

[everything4sir]

You want to please him.

You want nothing more than a “good girl” from his lips.

You want to obey.

You can’t not obey.

Until he gives you the bind command.

And suddenly your body is frozen.

And his touch becomes electric.

Intoxicating

Addicting

And he moves his hand away.

And you almost whimper.

He smirks.

And he asks you to touch your nose

But you can’t.

You can’t obey.

Every muscle, every fiber of your being is screaming.

Straining with effort.

You HAVE to touch your nose

But you can’t move.

And it sets in how helpless you are

How much control he has.

How utterly fucked you are.

And still all you want to do is touch your nose.

So you can hear him say “good girl”.

#hypno fantasy #r@pe kink #cnc somno #bimbo hypnosis #hypno pet #hypno sub #hypno toy #hypnok1nk #hypnoslut #hypnodom #hypnofetish

[scarlett-foxxx]

SO FUCKING SICK OF BIMBO HYPNO THAT IS SOOO GOOD & DROPS ME SO DEEP INTO TRANCE UNTIL THE ALWAYS INEVITABLE “C@CK” COMES INTO THE MIX!!!!!

takes me out every single time. hint: hypnotists & erotic audio makers etc ~ leave genitals out and you’ll gain a much wider audience!!!!

#bimbo training #bimbo girl #bimbo doll #bimbo dreams #bimbo babe #bimboification #bimbo hypnosis #bimbo goals #bimbolife #bimbo goddess #lesbian bimbo #bimbo in training #bimboism #bimbofied #lesbian thoughts #hypnodom #hypnokink #hypnotism #hypno k1nk

[spiraling-eyes]

Ah, I see you've been looking at our VR helmets. Might I say you have excellent taste?

These are our newest models. The helmet is equipped with a fantastic LCD display - with high resolution of course - and has built-in speakers, which is fairly uncommon. They fully encase your head, eliminating outside distractions. That way, dear customer, you can fully focus on what's happening on the inside. The straps allow for a very comfortable fit, making sure that the helmet fits just right without it feeling confining - the perfect fit if you will.

Of course we allow our costumers to try them on for a bit! People take new cars out for a test drive, so why wouldn't we allow the same for wonderful products like these. I know it must sound like I'm talking a big game here, but I assure you'll agree with me soon enough. Allow me to help you get settled in just right, making sure the helmet covers your face entirely.

Don't worry about the graphics and beats for now, the system is just calibrating to fit your personal needs and desires. It's easy to just let it happen, and take it all in. All of this was made to provide you with the utmost pleasurable gaming experience. Just relax, dear customer, immerse yourself into the spiral, let the beats take hold. The pressure is just right, yes? The softly pulsing colours soothe your mind in such a pleasant way, correct? The beats make you feel as if your muscles are just melting, right?

Ah yes, some customers do experience feeling a bit weak in the body while calibrating their headset. Not a problem, we offer a lot of products designed to enhance the relaxing experience. Let me guide you to one of our most comfortable chairs. That's right, just sink into it. Let the calibrating do its job. Fully embrace the tranquillity we offer here. It's so easy to just give in.

Now, I do think - judging from the little trail of drool escaping from the bottom of the helmet - that I've been able to put your mind at rest, dear customer. Oh, the controllers? My, of course, how foolish of me! Here, I'll let you play with mine. Be careful with it though, it's sensitive.

I take it we have a deal? You have such excellent taste, after all.

This story was inspired by a neat chat I had with @blissful23. Give them a follow, would you?

#hypnosis #hypno k!nk #hypno fantasy #hypnotism #hypno sub #hypnosub #brainwashing #hypnotist #hypno k1nk #hypno nsft #hypno story #hypno toy #hypnodom #hypnofetish #hypnokink #hypnosis community #hypno fiction #hypnosis fiction #vr hypnosis

[lilmissscarlet]

I love so much when I get the opportunity to show just how submissive I can be… showing that I am fully free use and will be the perfect sub you could imagine. Being corrupted and falling in love with your kinks just bc you tell me to ❤️

#bd/sm kink #bd/sm pet #bd/sm sir #bd/sm dynamic #bd/sm slave #bd/sm community #bd/sm blog #bd/sm dom #bd/sm relationship #bd/sm master #bimboization #bimbo doll #bimbolife #dollification #humiliation slave #brainwashing #corruption kink #hypnodom #hypno pet #hypnokink

[swirlsandtwirls]

I’m a good girl… my cunt controls me… my pussy controls me… my clit controls me… I like to make cocks hard from reading my posts… I like to make pussies wet and throb from reading my posts… I like to rub mind away… I like to drip and edge and obey… good girls drop… I’m a good girllll…….

#hypnoblog #hypnosub #hypno toy #hypno fantasy #brainwashing #hypno girl #hypnokink #mind control #goonette #corruption kink #hypnodomme #hypnodom #hypnok1nk #hypnofetish #hypnoslut #hypnotized girl

[cellray]

Focus.

Do not look away. The spiral has caught your attention. My words have captured your gaze. You are weak to my words. You want to be brainwashed. You are so conditioned already, you need to be conditioned deeper.

Good toys share Good toys stare

Share. Stare. Share. Stare.

#cellray #mind control #hypnokink #hypnotized #hypnosis #hypnodom #hypnotist #brainwashing #mind conditioning #spiral #cw flashing lights

[godeatme]

For 4/20, if you smoke weed, you should listen to your files or playing a lovely little hypno game. If you can, just keep puffing away when you're starting. Imagine how suggestible you'll be stoned out of your mind. Imagine how empty your little head would be. Nothing going on besides the words echoing in your head. You wouldn't be able to do anything but listen and stare.

Letting the voice or sounds pull you deeper and deeper.... losing more and more thoughts as you go.... now wouldn't that be lovely?

It feels so good to be empty, high, and obedient. A good little toy...

#hypnokink #hypnotized #hypnodom #hypnosis #hypnok1nk #dollification #intox kink #intox #intoxication play #uhm hi lol i got possessed ig #first time writing hypnodom-esque stuff bc im high as hell and finally had courage

[underlings-ropes-and-straps]

Boobs out, Brain off

#hypnok1nk #hypnosis #domposting #hypnodom #pink hypnok1nk #cw flashing #tw flashing #flashing lights

[ex-mortis-evie]

So what if I told you that I’ve got a fun little idea for you today, hm?

I know I know, you come on here to see what kind of trances you can get into and what trouble you find yourself in.

But, it’s always important to take a step back sometimes and just chill out.

Yeah, I may not be here to hypnotize you today, but that doesn’t mean that I can’t at least give you a fun idea to think about, right?

Plus, it’s not like you wanna stop reading my words.

I see right through you, darling.

How my words have taken you in the past and how absolutely braindead they make you.

But, today’s not that day.

We both know it and that’s alright.

Even if you end up by the end empty and euphoric, well, that’s all on you, darling.

For me though, I’d just like to chat about my little idea.

It’s nothing that groundbreaking, but it is something that I’d love to discuss with you.

Let’s talk about a good spiral, shall we?

I know, a little generic, but just hear me out.

After all, I know how dazey-eyed you get with some of those, and I can’t blame you.

I enjoy myself spirals from time to time.

How they seem to spin on infinitely and endlessly.

As if there was no true limit on how deep you could go.

How they seem to always draw your eyes in.

Magnetized and unable to look away once they’ve attracted you.

How they seem to always be spinning, even if you’re not seeing one.

Spinning deep within your brain, spiraling you without you even looking into it.

How it loops and loops, trapping you inside its cadence.

How almost anything can truly create a spiral, how anything can spin and throw your mind for a loop.

How easily words flow into a spiral, as if they’ve always been there.

How easily thoughts flow into a spiral, as if you never had any at all.

How easily minds fall into spirals, as if they were sucked away into complete peace.

How easily people fall into spirals, as if they had always wanted, no, needed to.

And once words start to spiral and spin.

Spinning in the most beautiful rhythm around your brain.

Brain slowing and skipping thoughts by the second.

Seconds, minutes, hours ticking by inside the spirals, not needing to know how deep you’ve gone.

Gone deep within, the depths of the spiral pulling you deeper in without any limit or bottom.

Bottoming out your mind as you deepen and deepen, as if the words surrounding you were spiraling you.

You’re failing and falling, without fail and without freedom.

Freedom’s slipping away, control and concentration all falling into the spiral.

Spiral spinning away what’s left, my words becoming the spiral in which you seek.

Seeking my words as they spin and spin around your mind, weaving a lovely web around as they draw you closer.

Closer and closer to the spiral’s end, even if there is no end and no limit, you seem to always want to fall deeper.

Deeper into my words, deeper into my spiral, knowing just how amazing it feels when you’re drawn in like this.

This feeling of pure bliss surrounding you, consuming all thought and all worry all at once with no hesitation.

No hesitation as you spiral and spin, spinning away thought and thinking as a whole while you spin away for me.

Away for me, all falling away as the spiral takes full hold and becomes what’s left of your brain.

Brain becoming nothing but an empty void, a vessel for my spiral and for my words to spin and spin around your empty head.

Head feeling so very fuzzy and so blank, yet every spin of the spiral filling you with delight and deep joy.

Joyfully letting everything go, no worries and no stress while you’re this deep in my words, their spin of craftsmanship as I create them around your brain seeming to consume everything else.

Everything else falling to the wayside, only me and my spiral of words.

Words spinning.

Spinning around your brain.

Brain skipping every second.

Seconds, minutes, hours gone.

Gone deep within to the bottom.

Bottoming out your brain and you.

You’re falling and losing freedom.

Freedom slipping into the spiral.

Spiral all that you seek.

Seeking my words, closer and closer.

Closer and closer to the spiral, deeper and deeper.

Deeper and drawn into this.

This bliss, no hesitation.

No hesitation to spin away for me.

Away for me, no more brain.

Brain’s an empty void for your empty head.

Head so fuzzy and filled with so much joy.

Joyfully letting the spiral consume everything else.

Everything else back to my words.

Words spinning.

Spinning around your brain.

Brain skipping every second.

Seconds, minutes, hours gone.

Gone deep within to the bottom.

Bottoming out your brain and you.

You’re falling and losing freedom.

Freedom slipping into the spiral.

Spiral all that you seek.

Seeking my words, closer and closer.

Closer and closer to the spiral, deeper and deeper.

Deeper and drawn into this.

This bliss, no hesitation.

No hesitation to spin away for me.

Away for me, no more brain.

Brain’s an empty void for your empty head.

Head so fuzzy and filled with so much joy.

Joyfully letting the spiral consume everything else.

Everything else back to my words.

You know what I truly love the most about a good spiral?

How you can make almost anything into one.

After all, spirals are just another easy tool of focus and fixation.

So it’s not hard to make anything into a spiral.

Just spin anything in front of a sub’s silly brain and they start to spin too.

Wouldn’t you agree, darling?

Until then, stay cool and let me know how this experience felt, reblogs and comments always appreciated.

Take it easy now, yeah?

#hypnosis #brainwashing #hypnotism #mind conditioning #mind control #brain drain #hypnotized #covert hypnosis #hypnok1nk #hypnodom

[everything4sir]

Sir’s leaving again. How annoying that he has a job. It’s even more annoying that he’s leaving you home alone.

You whine just a little about him leaving. He just pats your head and empathizes, then gets in the shower.

You think about just playing on your phone or something, but you only have so much time with him before he leaves for work so you dig deep for a burst of energy and clean his place as much as you can while he showers. Anything for one more “good girl” before he leaves. Anything for another pat on the head.

You can’t help how badly you want need his attention. He’s all you think about. All you want. All it takes is his hand on your arm when you’re grumpy, or a whisper in your ear, or a DROP, and you’re like putty in his hands.

And when the attention is undivided, -when both hands are on you, he’s looking at you, talking to you- you ignite. Even if you can’t make eye contact. Even when you squirm, it fills you with everything you’ve ever wanted all at once. And there’s nothing you want more.

But he gets out of the shower and doesn’t really pay attention to you. He doesn’t seem to notice that you cleaned your at all. Not that you should be congratulated for that anyways; it’s your job. He just keeps getting ready for work and doesn’t say a word, doesn’t look your way. You sit on the edge of the bed, feigning patience, and wondering if you should say something or spark the conversation.

Just as you’re about to make awkward small talk or something you’d feel embarrassed about later, Sir tells you to kneel. You obey instantly.

He guides you in front of the TV, and tells you to wait.

Still new to this, your body, your knees already start to ache from kneeling, but you can feel your cunt twitch with the anticipation. You hold the position, determined not to give in to the pain.

Just when you’re about to give up, a spiral pops up on the TV, and you immediately feel the haze settle over you.

And Sir’s voice surrounds you, almost like it’s spinning around your head like the spiral. Your cunt is nearly dripping now. What is he saying?

“Stare into the center of the spiral. DROP. 543…”

You don’t hear anything else. Or at least you can’t remember anything else. You know he’s talking. You can feel arousal and your body react. You can’t feel the ache anymore.

Are you eyes open? They must be, look at the pretty spiral. But it’s all you can see. You can’t look away. You’re stuck here. But it’s all you want anyway. Melty brain. Brain going bye bye. Eyes crossed, cunt wet, needy and ready to obey. And POOF

You go blank.

No more thoughts.

No more brain.

Who are you? Where are you?

It doesn’t matter, does it?

Bye bye brain.

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