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ironskyfinder · 3 months
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Eavesdrop/Mind Drop
She knew she really shouldn’t be eavesdropping, but the voice was so hypnotic she couldn’t help but stop and listen. 
“That’s right,” the voice was low, and deep “nice, long, relaxed breaths - in, and out.”
She could barely hear the next words in the silence of the library, and she stopped to listen to the hushed sounds of breathing and the quiet voice.
“That’s it,” the voice continued. “Just relax, let your mind quiet down. Just listen, and concentrate on the sound of my voice. Listen, breathe, let everything else drain out of your mind.”
She heard a quiet mmm, sounding sleepy and unfocused.
“Every breath releases some of the tension in your body, some of the tightness in your limbs, some of the stress in your muscles. Breathe in, and out, and relax; in, and out, and relax.”
She realized she’d been standing there, frozen, and quietly set down the books as she sat down into the deep recliner at the end of the shelves, ears straining to listen more.
The sound of slow, steady, quiet breathing filled the air.
“Good,” the voice went on. “Let your eyes close as your body relaxes, let yourself be comfortable. All you have to do is relax, focus on the sound of my voice, and breathe, in and out, nice and slow.”
She shifted a little, the armchair cradling her weightlessly, and closed her eyes. 
“Imagine a spiral stairway, leading downward as far as you can see. It’s quiet, and dim, and calm, and as you breathe in, and out, it’s easy to imagine taking that first step. And, as you take that step, you feel yourself growing calmer, more relaxed.”
The voice grew deeper, huskier. “You take another step, as you breathe in, and out, letting your mind quiet as you listen to the sound of my voice.”
She needed to go, she had things to do - but it was far easier to relax, and listen.
“That’s right, every breath lets you relax, as with every breath you take a step, slow and even, every breath taking you farther down the stairway, deeper and deeper. Breathing in, and out, you feel yourself grow more relaxed, and more calm, and more focused on the sound of my voice with every breath.”
She sighed quietly as the voice continued.
“As you listen to the sound of my voice, guiding you deeper, every breath leaving you more relaxed - imagine a lake, calm, quiet, serene, and still. As you breathe, as every breath takes you deeper into relaxation, let your mind be that lake, calm, quiet, serene, and still - as you let the sound of my voice lead you deeper, and deeper.”
She could feel the shiver going up her spine as she imagined the voice growling in her ear.
“Good, In, and out, breathing nice and slow, letting yourself go deeper, and deeper, growing more relaxed and more calm,” they went on, quietly, “as everything except the sound of my voice falls away.”
There was a pause, then the voice continued.
“As everything except the sound of my voice fades away, as you breathe in, and out, as you relax, imagine that lake, calm, quiet, serene, and still. As you go deeper, and deeper, you step into that lake, breathing in, and out, relaxing, and focusing on the sound of my voice as you imagine the water of that lake washing away everything else.” 
She found it easy to imagine as she let herself melt into the chair, the voice intoxicating.
“As you imagine the water, as you step into that lake, as the sound of my voice washes away everything else, you feel something else float away - your name. As you take another step, down deeper, and deeper, you find it harder and harder to think of that name, and as you listen to the sound of my voice you find it calming, freeing.”
The voice was the only thing in her head, her thoughts echoing along after.
“Relaxing, breathing in, and out. Breathing in, letting the sound of my voice be your only focus, out, letting everything slip away, even a name that no longer matters. Instead, when you go to think of your name, you find the last name I called you. Letting yourself relax, and take another step, deeper, and deeper, your conscious mind letting go -”
She gasped and sat up. Had she fallen asleep?
The books she’d come for, sitting on a shelf. Metallurgical Principles Vol XII, Elemental Electrochemistry, the several back issues of Science on energy storage and alloy analysis, all jumbled together with the rest. Just reading the titles seemed…harder…but she needed to get back to work.
As she picked up the books and turned the corner, she walked right into a solid form, hard enough to lose her balance as she stumbled back and just barely caught herself on the chair.
“I’m sorry, miss,” came the voice, sharp with surprise, “are you alright?”
Miss gathered up the books that had almost fallen from her arms, nodding without looking up. “I’m fine, thank you.” 
“We didn’t see you there,” a girl knelt down beside her and smiled. “Let me help with those.”
“Thanks,” Miss said, and smiled back at her.
“Of course!” The girl handed her a book on battery technology. “I’m Becki, what’s your name?”
“Miss,” she replied instantly. 
Becki giggled after a moment, and Miss couldn’t help but giggle a little with her. “What’s funny?”
As she stood up and turned around into glittering gray eyes, the voice answered her question in a devious, knowing tone. “Seems like you got caught up in eavesdropping, and dropped yourself - isn’t that right, cupcake?”
Cupcake tried to think for a moment, then gave up and nodded, so lost in the voice she almost dropped her books again. “Mmhmm,” she murmured.
“What did you say your name was, again?” the voice asked.
She couldn’t help but stare deeper into those sparkling eyes.
“Cupcake,” she finally whispered.
“Can we keep her, please? Oh, pretty please?” Becki was beside her, begging, and as the voice began to fill her ears again, Cupcake had the feeling she wasn’t going to need those heavy books ever again, and started to relax and let them drop -
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timidxtempted · 3 months
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In the dark...it waits.
Endlessly patient.
We went off to gather fallen wood.
For the campfire.
I hadn't gotten far when I heard your voice. Following it, I came upon a set of overgrown, abndonded stairs in the midst of a secluded cover of old growth forest.
I heard you call me again, and I knew without a doubt it came from the bottom of the stairs.
I start down the stairs, wondering, with a wary grin, what you're up to.
All the way down. And as I take the first step into the darkness, I know I have made a grave mistake.
In the dark, it scents her.
In the dark, it strikes.
Something twines itself around my neck. I claw at it, trying to tear at the thing choking me. But there is nothing there. Nothing I can touch.
My hands are grabbed by something, yet by nothing, and pulled over my head. Held there by the same unseen nothings that pull my legs apart and hold them in place. I violently kick out, struggling against...nothing. I am too scared to process what I'm feeling, what I'm not seeing.
Crying hard because I know what I feel, but my eyes, my mind, can not confirm.
Even in the dim light of the cave I can see there is nothing holding me. Only that which I can feel.
And hear.
Your voice.
I hear it again.
You keep repeating the same word over and over again.
Need.
Need.
Need.
In the dark, it takes possession...
In the dark, it becomes...
A frozen wind spawns from deep in the cave and as it blows past me I feel my clothes shred and fall away.
I am lifted into the air, held there, inconceivably, by absolutely nothing.
No logic to explain it
No way to reason it.
No control of it.
I hear you again, but your voice is no longer echoing in the cave. You are in my head. Your voice is in my head.
Need.
Need.
Need.
I feel my cunt start to drip to the voice, as my mind slips down my cheeks, dripping too, in the form of tears. I feel the ache. The need. I feel it and I want for it to continue as much as I want it to stop.
Conditioning takes over.
Responding to control.
I feel my cunt open to that which holds me hostage and I feel filled with it. I feel my ass filled at almost the same moment. I feel it in my throat, cutting off my strangled cries along with the air. I am fully and roughly filled, body and mind, by only a voice in my head.
In the dark, he violates her...
In the dark, he is freed...
As my body gives over to the brutal use, my mind begins to echo the voice that resonates ever deeper.
Need.
Need.
Need.
I feel the violation of my throat slip away as it is replaced with liquid warmth. I taste the salt and heat and musk of familiar cum. I swallow and gasp as my body responds, my cunt cumming painfully hard on the nothingness filling it.
I cry out in agonizing ecstasy as my ass is stretched and fucked and filled with the same hot seed I taste on my tongue. My tears now not only of fear, but of glorious release.
And of all encompassing need.
My cunt is still in the midst of orgasm as it is ravaged, slammed deeply and savagely over and over until I am begging the voice in my head to take what it needs.
Take it
Rip it out of me
It's yours
It belongs to you
Take it take it please take it
Take from me what you need
Please
I hear the cacophony in my head, the growls the screams the feral abandon. I feel the the hot seed fill me impossibly full.
The orgasm takes my breath as it is torn from my soul. I feel it leave me as violently as I felt each ferocious penetration of my body.
In the dark, it lets go...
In the dark, it recedes...
I awaken clothed. Settled on a patch of soft moss at the base of the stairs.
I climb out and find my way back to our camp, unsure of my footing. Of my sanity.
I see you, fire started. A pile of wood beside the tent. You are sleeping soundly in a camp chair.
I stumble over and fall to my knees at your feet, putting my head in your lap.
You rouse, and I feel your hand in my hair.
"Mmmmm baby, you woke me from a fucking filthy dream. There was this cave, and something in it possessed me..."
In the dark, it rests...
In the dark, it is sated...
For now.
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kafka-pilled · 1 year
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btw if you’re new to tumblr and made an account for your weird fetish shit please for the love of god put your age in your bio
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scarlet-rosefinch · 6 months
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Putangina blue eye samurai season 1 episode 5 ultimate mindfuck of all time
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fluidsberlin · 1 year
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#FluidsBios #ecologicalconsciousness #savetheforest #objectsmaybecloserthantheyappear #plottwist #mindfucked #sosamazonia #fuckyourdevelopment #carssuck #downwiththeautomobile #festanafloresta #fauna #animallovers #wildlife #runfree #theforest #deer #bambi #crossroads #environment #circularmindset #nature #biosphere #planetearth #ecology #ecofriendly #sustainability ##oxygen #echoesofsilence https://www.instagram.com/p/Comq97KMm5H/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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curativeself · 1 year
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There's a voice again i heard today,
wailing, helpless reaching out to me
Why i hear it? I ask myself
Why it feels so familiar and yet foreign?
Why it makes my heart crump?
Why it makes my stomach churn like, I want to throw up?
Why it leaves a distaste in my tongue?
Why? Why? Why?
Why does it make sense? Why I keep hearing this?
As if.... It's a part of myself
I can't tell exactly what it is.
But, feels like if I don't let it out
I'll be gone
I want to, I want to
It hurts so bad,
A voice stops me,
Tells me to stay there
It's okay, it'll go away
Why am I not able to believe it?
Why am I agreeing with it?
It's all so confusing
Want to shut myself from everyone
Hate this, hate that, nothing is good
It's my inner voice,
No matter what, I can't
I can't stop it, it's a part of myself
I realize, not an organ but something that is me
It's fine, it's fine.....
{~curativeself}
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inthenimtime · 2 months
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Late stage capitalism killed my vibe
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Oops 😵‍💫
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Sam has graduated from episodes that make the cast feel insane to episodes that make his entire audience feel like they’re losing it.
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thamali-ky · 1 year
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My head is a mess!!
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hypnoprogrammer · 1 year
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About yesterday
Yesterday i had the pleasure to call with my goddess @ihypnotizedyou again. Wanting to show her something im working on she strated teasing me whilst i was showing it to her. After i was done showing her i wanted to show my game account and teams used during the tease the slave game. She started dropping me, using me, brainwashing me. I just remember being filled on both sides for the first time and holy damn it was heaven. After i was allowed to cum she took some care of me because shes just the best. I loved every second of it
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ironskyfinder · 1 month
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The typical weight of the female human brain is, on average, around 2.64lbs.
The typical weight of a single 38C/36D sized breast is, on average, around 1.5lbs.
If that’s you, or if you have even bigger tits - congratulations! You literally have more boobs than brains.
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curativeself · 1 year
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I always have a conversation with myself, oftentimes questioning my lonely self, deluding myself into believing that I'm alone. Is it? My little self believing alone and lonely holds the same meaning, did not harm a high schooler, but the moment that "self" realized that it can be discerned, something strikes that heart. It couldn't be explained nor expressed because that self was neutral. If nothing more than the satisfaction (?) because that self admired the alone self and despised loneliness. It's no "lonely self" because it doesn't exist. The only thing that exists is the feeling that gives rise to our emotions which we articulated as a self.
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