Happy world hypnosis day!
Up and down to turn us on, left and right to hypnotize us
đ«Łđup and down or left to right?
Hold her down and fuck her stupid.
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Hold her tight and make her feel safe.
I'm a good girl good girls obey good girls rub their mind away obedient girls are good girls good girls are enslaved good girls are objects I'm a good girl
I got nuked, but Iâm back again!
CW: Trance, pleasure, option for orgasm, and wakener
Iâve been thinking a lot about stories lately, and the role they play in forming our personalities, who we essentially are.
Because if you think about it, thereâs a few things that stories, especially fiction do for us.
They let us get away from the world, our lives, our responsibilities. They let us relax, and imagine the world as it might be. As it could be. They let us experience things that we may not have the opportunity to experience in our actual lives.
Think about it, youâre just relaxing at home by yourself with a nice cup of your favorite warm beverage, and an excellent story. Safe and cozy as you scroll page after page, losing yourself in some other world. The story seems to come off your reading device and plays out in your head. You can see the characters vividly. Maybe theyâre action heroes, saving the day. Maybe theyâre adventurers, exploring a new city or country. Maybe theyâre repressed Victorian socialites fighting their urges.
Who they are doesnât really matter. What matters is how they, and their story, make you feel. The adrenaline, the longing, the lust, the hope, the arousal. All of the emotions of the story flowing over and through you.
Those feelings stay in you long after reading. You can think back fondly and rekindle them deep inside of you. And the stronger the feeling, the easier it is to do that.
And itâs even easier with erotic stories. Erotic stories invoke so many emotions, feelings, sensations. Even just thinking about them your heart races, the heat builds, your hands twitch, wanting to repeat the touches and caresses you felt the first time you read that story that impacted you so deeply.
Go ahead. Think about that story and touch yourself, giving in to the memories. Which character did you identify with? Did you watch their eyes gloss over with arousal, or were you staring through their eyes, losing yourself in what they were seeing as your own eyes grew cloudy and blank?
Was it brainwashing or mind control? For you it was. You canât help but follow the story, feel what the characters experience. The fingers on your skin, the brush of someoneâs lips on yours. The building of heat and arousal. The loss of control.
You canât help it now, youâre enthralled by the story, unable to break free of it until it reaches its conclusion. Cresting waves of pleasure and heat coursing through you, guiding you through the story. The story is a part of you. Guiding you, leading you, molding you. Are you the character now? Or is the character you? Can you tell? Does it matter?
As you reach the climax of the story, and maybe a climax of your own, perhaps a realization will come to you. Perhaps that story from your mind will embed itself more deeply into you. Perhaps the story will become a part of you. Perhaps the story will lead you to act it out with a partner. Or perhaps it will stay safely within your mind, waiting for you to call on it again.
And again.
And again.
And if youâve found yourself enthralled by these words, and youâre ready to wake up, go ahead and count yourself awake.
But remember the stories, and how they affect you.
On a completely unrelated topic, any volunteers for a kinky mind flayer adventure?
Horny TTRPG gamenight where the players all have remote/app controlled vibes in them they can't take out, and the DM is in control of them all
During combat any time you take damage the vibrator turns on for a duration and intensity equal to the damage.
If an npc tries to charm you, you don't roll to save, the DM actually tries hypnotizing you and you have to try (and probably fail) to resist
When your player dies, the fun's not over, the DM leaves your vibrator on full blast for the rest of the night, either making you cum over & over and/or turning you into an overstimulated mess
The game ends when your party defeats all the bad guys, or when you all become the DMs devoted playthings
1. How long have you been into hypnosis? 2. Describe your first experience with hypnosis 3. Are there any TV shows/movies/books you liked when you were younger that you think got you into hypnosis? 4. Are you primarily a hypnotist or a subject? 5. Are you primarily a dom/me or a sub? 6. What do you love about being hypnotised? 7. What do you love about hypnotising people? 8. How do you feel when hypnotised? 9. How do you feel when you hypnotise someone else? 10. Are you a difficult subject? 11. Whatâs your âsignature moveâ as a hypnotist? 12. Whatâs your favourite kind of hypnotic induction? 13. Do you like visual fixation (on spirals, eyes, swinging objects etc.) for hypnosis? 14. What are your favourite kinds of hypnosis play? 15. What other kinks do you like to incorporate into your hypno play? 16. For you, is the appeal of hypnosis primarily sexual or not? 17. What are some post-hypnotic suggestions you particularly enjoy (for others or yourself)? 18. Describe your best experience involving hypnosis 19. Describe a bad experience you had involving hypnosis? Why was it bad? Why did it go wrong? 20. Whatâs one tip you have for other hypnotists/subjects? 21. Do you have any tips for how to negotiate hypnosis play? 22. Do you like your hypnosis to involve power exchange, or not? 23. For you, how does hypnosis fit into a relationship? Just in the bedroom, or as part of BDSM relationship? 24. Are you interested in a 24/7 hypnotic enslavement relationship? 25. Have you ever experienced strong, sudden feelings for a hypnotist/subject? How did you deal with that? 26. Are you interested in hypnotising/being hypnotised by people of a gender you are not attracted to? 27. Whatâs your favourite work of hypnosis erotica? 28. Whatâs your favourite spiral? 29. Whatâs your favourite hypno-themed image/caption/piece of art? 30. Whatâs your favourite audio file/audio file producer? 31. Whatâs your favourite book/movie/TV show that includes hypnosis? 32. Describe your biggest fantasy involving hypnosis? 33. Do you have any fantasies about non-consensual hypnosis? Describe them 34. Whatâs one fictional character youâve fantasised about hypnotising/being hypnotised by? 35. Do you like intelligence loss/bimbofication hypnosis? Why? 36. Do you like amnesia play? Why? 37. Do you like freeze triggers? Why? 38. Do you like pleasure triggers? Why? 39. Do you like alternate personalities created through hypnosis? Why? 40. Do you like feminization hypnosis? Why? 41. Have you ever experienced a âhands-freeâ orgasm as a result of hypnosis? 42. Which famous person do you think has the most hypnotic voice? 43. If you make hypnosis content, whatâs your favourite piece of content youâve made? 44. Have you ever used hypnotic conditioning to help you or someone else with a part of your/their life? 45. Have you ever been to a hypnosis convention? Did you enjoy it, or not? Why? 46. How has being involved with hypnosis/the hypno community improved your life? 47. What is one thing about the hypnosis community you think could change for the better? 48. Who is one person in the hypno community you really admire? 49. What is your favourite hypnosis-themed blog on tumblr? 50. Tag someone youâd like to see do some of these asks
Thank you! I was working from memory and still havenât had a chance to check all of my WotC and 3rd party books.
Compiling a list of monsters to use for the horny hypno D&D game:
Sirens
Yellow musk thralls
Incubi/succubi
Mind flayers
Aboleth
Vampires
False Hydra
Rakshasa
Intellect Devourer
Arch Mage
And of course theyâre going to need minions like Minotaurs, goblins, kobolds, golems, etc.
What other monsters should we add to the list?
Who wants in on a horny hypno D&D game? I promise to hypnotize everyone into being on time, and give you all phantom sense triggers for when the succubi and incubi invade.
I think I would have the opposite reaction. This poor woman needs help! She needs to regain her enthusiasm for being brainwashed!
Iâd untie her and turn on the brainwashing, whispering affirmations in her ear, helping rebuild her mind piece by piece. Building her desire to be programmed, to be controlled. Making her crave it, making her seek it out. Giving her back just enough of her mind to make her complicit in her programming.
Resistance is hot, tearing down those walls, breaking someone down into a needy desperate slut is exquisite joy.
Someone who is past that needs structure. Ownership. Or enough of her mind and will to feel that need for it.
Or maybe thatâs just me. I donât want an empty shell all of the time. Occasionally, definitely. But I want my subjects to have enthusiasm and opinions on what Iâm doing to and for them.
I love jukeboxemcsaâs writing. Even when it doesnât hit my kinks itâs still immensely creative and thought provoking.
"Don't bother struggling," Shane growled, mildly peeved that his words didn't so much as trigger a single tiny wriggle from the woman he'd tied to the chair. "You'll be deeply hypnotized long before you manage to loosen any of the ropes, and once you're finished watching you won't want to escape me at all." He reached out to forcibly tilt his victim's chin toward the wall-mounted screen, and was disappointed to discover that she was already staring at it with an expectant look on her face. Mingled irritation and curiosity finally forced him to depart from the script in his head, and he snapped out, "Excuse me--are you not worried about any of this?"
The woman gave as much of a shrug as her bound arms would allow. "This is, like, the fourth time I've been kidnapped and hypnotized and programmed to be an obedient fucktoy. Honestly, I don't really have any resistance left by this point, so I just kind of figured, why not go with it, y'know?" She didn't sound bored by it all, exactly; her voice was filled with a resigned indolence that perfectly matched her indifferent stare. But it felt enough like boredom to sting Shane's frustrated pride. How could she fail to struggle knowing that her very identity would be reduced to malleable clay for him to shape and mold?
It was enough to make him sputter and stammer in his indignation as he retorted, "Yeah, well, they--they must not have been any good at it, then, because you were free enough for me to catch you." It sounded petulant coming from his lips, and Shane privately cursed himself for acting so pathetic in front of his chosen victim even though he knew he could simply erase the entire incident from her memory once he'd broken her will. But it just ruined the whole thing to see her acting this utterly indifferent to her own impending subjugation. Couldn't she at least pretend to be frightened? Couldn't she summon up even a little bit of defiance for him to melt away into helpless, horny obedience for him?
She could not. All Shane got was another shrug and a muttered reply of, "I guess they just got bored with me. After the first guy turned my brain to mush, it was really kind of hard to fight any of the new programming I got from the others, y'know? I just wound up going with the flow, sucking and fucking and taking it in every hole like a good girl, and when they'd had their fun they put a few triggers in me in case they ever needed me again and threw me back. It's fine. I don't mind. I'm pretty much okay with whatever I'm told." Her eyes already looked glassy and blank, even though the screen remained dark, but he could tell it wasn't trance capturing her will. It was patient, placid indifference.
Shane spent the next ten minutes undoing every last knot he'd so patiently tied, letting the woman free and shoving her roughly out the door without even bothering to blindfold and gag and chloroform her. "Don't worry, I won't tell anybody," she gabbled cheerfully as he marched her out of his house. "Like, I'm too weak-willed and helpless to summon up the willpower, plus I have a shift this afternoon I have to get to and work's been pretty chill about all my unexplained absences but there are limits, y'know?" Shane didn't know, and he didn't want to know, and he didn't want to hear from this particular nameless victim ever again. He slammed the door behind her, and it took him the better part of a month to clear the memory of her out of his head.
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