Erotic Hypnosis and Domination

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2020-03-30 18:07:17

    My life and my mental health are so much better when I have (or find) time to be tranced :) 

    I feel as though I spent decades of my life feeling shame for having the desire that I have, and terrified that having these desires made me so freakish as to be utterly alone in the world. And because there is a darkness to some of my fantasies and the kinds of play I like to engage in, I used to feel like there was something about me that was irreparably warped, and the indulging that part of me would only make me worse off, and damage me further. 

    And the opposite has consistently proven to be the case. When I allow myself to do the things I want to do, yearn to do, I feel affirmed and at peace and right. When I let myself experience my trance-y, power-trip-y, self-erasure-y fantasies, I feel less warped and freakish and anxious and wrong. My sexuality, my identity, my fetishes, everything about me are more than fine, more than okay – they are great, and beautiful, and allowing myself to express them and accept them brings me massive joy. 

    For whatever reason, I was made to feel and desire and move about the world this way. And it was never something I should have been made to feel wrong about, or terrified of. I wish I had known that at a much younger age, but mostly I am just grateful that I live in a time and a place where I can find lovely, queer-friendly people to get all mindfucked with. It brings me so much relief and happiness in addition to the obvious sexual release of it. 

    atomskdluffy replied: 

    Now this is a wonderfully wholesome post!

    Ahh yes thank you! I love the idea that we can find wholesome, warm, even kind of spiritually fulfilling feelings from sex and kink (if we do it with a spirit of self love, acceptance, and gentleness for others) <3! 

    Starting with The Controller

    "Someone who I will call The Controller posted her contact info. She doesn't have a lot of information, but what she said always impacted me deeply. I imagine she had magical powers. I thought she knew how to use them. So I reached out, encouraged by some of her previous actions.

    “She opened and I began sending her energy. I knew that that would open me up to her influence of my psyche and energy as well. It felt so good, though. I found myself falling. I felt my energy begin to align with her. She posted some suggestive images. And I felt my desire inflamed to give more fully to her.

    Every word she spoke opened my mind and my body more. She knew precisely how to wield the knife.”

    Arousal fucks with your mind.

    It doesn’t matter who you are.

    Arousal can make you wish to be used.

    Arousal can make you feel incredibly dominant.

    Arousal can make you feel incredibly submissive.

    Arousal can make you desire things you would normally only dream of.

    And that’s why I love arousal so much.

    It can make you soft.

    It can make you suggestible.

    It can make you weak.

    It can make you beg.

    It can make you whimper.

    It can make you dumb.

    It can make you crave.

    It can make you mine.

    Now this is well said, and part of the reason why I enjoy switching

    If my Tumblr had a mission statement, it would be this.


    All this is true!

    Training Tips for Men (Part 12)

    **The video begins with a hand moving away from the lens, revealing a Caucasian woman dressed in a floral-patterned purple crop top. It’s already been pulled down to reveal a pair of full, pendulous breasts. As she moves away from the camera and toward the bed, you can see that she’s wearing a pair of purple exercise shorts to go with it. But that doesn’t seem nearly as important as the dark-haired Caucasian man lying insensate on the bed. She sits down next to him and smiles.**

    “Hello, and welcome back to my ‘Training Tips for Men’ series of videos! Don’t worry about Vito, here. He doesn’t notice anything right now that I don’t want him to notice. And if you want your man to be just as well-trained, you’ll want to listen to me.”

    **She lifts the man’s head, cradling it into her lap, then leans forward until her nipple presses against his lips. Without opening his eyes, he takes it into his mouth and begins to suckle with evident enthusiasm. She gives the camera a wink.**

    “As you can see, by this point in the training process, Vito knows exactly what he needs to do to get more pleasure. Sexual pleasure is always the strongest lever you have over a man, ladies–the key is to give it to them in doses just big enough to always keep them craving more, and to use it in the right ways. Vito here knows that being my sleepy good boy turns me on, and his cock did the rest of the work for me. Isn’t that right, sleepy boy?”

    **She moves his head in a nod. As she does so, she also reaches down and caresses his cock through his pants. A tiny moan escapes his lips, and the bulge in his jeans throbs visibly under her touch.**

    “Once you’ve got a well-trained man, though, it’s very important to keep them conditioned. Vito gets regular titty sessions twice daily, once before he goes to work and once when he gets home, where all he needs to do is suck on my nipples and listen to me tell him how to be a good boy. It helps him shut his mind off and focus on pleasing me during sex, and yes, sometimes I let his cute little friend out to play during his titty sessions. Not every time–you don’t want them to start thinking they’re entitled to an orgasm–but enough so that he always hopes for it. Isn’t that right, good boy?”

    **The man lets out a soft, whimpery gasp, squirming slightly as she continues to pet the crotch of his jeans. His hips rise and fall in a sexual rhythm, but the rest of his body remains deeply relaxed.**

    “So there you go. Keep them happy, keep them horny, and reward them just enough to keep them coming back for more. Once you do that, they’ll do ninety percent of the work of hypnosis and brainwashing for you. And believe me, girls, a brainwashed man with a nice long tongue is a woman’s best friend. Which reminds me… I think Vito here has something he needs to do. Bye for now!”

    **She stands up and shucks off her clothing, then walks back over to the camera. With a wink, she reaches over to it and turns it off.**

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    One word. YES.

    I wonder if all those people who told <18′s to fuck off their blogs...

    ..refrained from any adult content before *they* were 18. A little hypocritical, methinks?

    Also, what is exactly ‘adult’? Naked boobs? Cocks? What makes those adult? Kids have them too, right?

    Of course, now Tumblr is a wasteland so not much need to do that.

    The 48 Laws of Power

    • Never outshine the master.
    • Never put too much trust in friends.
    • Conceal your intentions.
    • Always say less than necessary.
    • So much depends on reputation; guard it with your life.
    • Court attention at all costs.
    • Get other to do the work for you, but always take the credit.
    • Make other people come to you; use bait if necessary.
    • Win through your actions, never through argument.
    • Infection: avoid the unhappy and unlucky.
    • Learn to keep people dependent on you.
    • Use selective honesty & generosity to disarm your victim.
    • Pose as a friend, work as a spy.
    • Crush your enemy totally.
    • When asking for help, appeal to people’s self-interests, never to their mercy or gratitude.
    • Use absence to increase respect and honor.
    • Keep others in suspended terror: cultivate an air of unpredictability.
    • Do not build fortresses to protect yourself. Isolation is dangerous.
    • Know who you’re dealing with; do not offend the wrong person.
    • Do not commit to anyone.
    • Play a sucker to catch a sucker; play dumber than your mark.
    • Use the surrender tactic: transform weakness into power.
    • Concentrate your forces.
    • Play the perfect courtier.
    • Re-create yourself.
    • Keep your hands clean.
    • Play on people’s need to believe to create a cult like following.
    • Enter action with boldness.
    • Plan all the way to the end.
    • Make your accomplishments seem effortless.
    • Control the options: get others to play with the cards you deal.
    • Play to people’s fantasies.
    • Discover each man’s thumbscrew.
    • Be royal in your fashion: act like a king to be treated like one.
    • Master the art of timing.
    • Disdain things you cannot have: Ignoring them is the best revenge.
    • Create compelling spectacles.
    • Think as you like but behave like others.
    • Stir up waters to catch fish.
    • Despise the free lunch.
    • Never appear perfect.
    • Avoid stepping into a great man’s shoes.
    • Strike the shepherd and the sheep will scatter.
    • Work on the hearts and minds of others.
    • Disarm and infuriate with the mirror effect.
    • Preach the need for change, but never reform too much at once.
    • Do not go past the mark you aimed for; in victory, learn when to stop.
    • Assume formlessness.

    When you use hypnosis for chastity, how exactly do you do it? Do you prevent your boys from touching themselves? Just prevent them from cumming? Or something else?

    With hypnosis, the sky is the limit. Okay, there are other limits and limitations. But it can go much further and deeper than just chastity play. But let’s talk hypno chastity for a second.

    Hypnotic chastity can be enforced in several ways. Usually the hypnotist will carefully talk you down into a deep relaxation. We call this a progressive relaxation induction. She’ll gently have you loosen each limb until you’re melting into the chair. It feels wonderful and, if you’re the suggestible type, you’ll be tingly all over and floating on a warm wave of pleasure. Literal pleasure. Can you imagine what that might feel like? If so, triple it. That’s what it feels like to be in trance.

    Once you’re deeply in trance your conscious mind disconnects and sort of wanders away. There are no cares and no worries. Only pleasure. You can feel buzzy electricity coursing up and down your body, tingling your bones and joints. It feels good.

    Your conscious mind is on holiday but your subconscious is ever willing to take commands and execute them That’s what it does, all day long. It executes commands that usually come from the conscious. However, in trance, it simply obeys commands that come from the hypnotist’s calm, confident voice. It has no reason to disobey them so it doesn’t. How accommodating!

    The hypnotist will use some very soothing verbal judo to bring your mind into the state she desires, to prepare you to receive her suggestions. She helps you understand that everything she says becomes instantly real. It’s as real as anything you’ve ever experienced. When she finally utters some nice suggestions they immediately seem completely normal and reasonable. You don’t feel like a zombie and you don’t feel like you are fighting a hostile mental takeover. You just feel…normal. Everything just feels fine and so damn good! You could float in a blissful state like this, listening to her creative and energizing words, forever!

    The hypnotist might suggest to you that your hands have magnets in them that are polarized opposite to magnets on your groin. The harder you try to touch yourself and the closer you get, the stronger the resistance. She might even have you try it and you’ll be mildly amazed that she’s right! You can feel that force! You try to get close but they just bounce away every time! You keep trying to get in there and you keep getting cock blocked by the magnets, time and time again. It’s possible that you might even be imagining this right now and you can kind of feel it, can’t you? Can you feel that bounce? Can you feel the wild but exciting sensation of an invisible force preventing you from touching? It’s fun, isn’t it?

    The hypnotist might toy with you for a while, letting your practice your newfound reality. Then, before you’re really ready, she’s instructing you to come back to yourself and come out of trance. You feel some of that glow fade and you realize that you’re still sitting in your comfy chair in your office. Twenty minutes have passed but it seemed like three.

    Your hypnotist asks you how you feel and you tell her you feel so relaxed and happy and just amazing. You try to touch yourself and you’re kind of surprised to see that the force field is still up. You try again and again without success. “Damn!” you say. “This is, like, so freaky! I. Can’t. Get. Past. It.” You forget about your hypnotist for a while as you try different ways to outsmart the triggers that are sinking deeper and deeper into your brain as you reaffirm them. You try to walk your hand up your leg to your groin. No success. You try to move it fast and hope inertia caries it to the target. Brick wall. Nothing you do seems to work!

    Your hypnotist is bidding you goodbye now. “Huh? Oh. Yeah. Okay, I’ll talk to you later,” you mutter. You’re not really paying attention because you can’t believe that you are really stuck. You sit there flummoxed. Your hands drop uselessly to your sides and you suddenly remember that tumblr post. What was that guy saying? He said he tried hypno chastity and he got stuck for, what was it? Six months?

    No. There’s no way. Is there? Your hands return to the battle. Pushing, pushing toward your groin but meeting an exponentially increasing counter force. It dawns on you that maybe hypnosis is…real?

    That’s just ONE way that hypnotist might warp your mind into chastity. There are MANY more. I’ll cover them later. My cocoa is ready!