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Scuba Diving, Maldives: With clear blue water, white sand beaches, and great visibility, scuba diving in the Maldives is an unforgettable experience in an idyllic paradise. During a diving trip to the Maldives, you may see manta rays, whale sharks, reef sharks, soft & hard corals and much more. The archipelago is also known for its great assortment of dive resorts. .. The Maldives, officially the Republic of Maldives, and historically known as the Maldive Islands, is a country and archipelagic state in South Asia in the Indian Ocean. Wikipedia

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Petra, Jordan: Petra is an historic and archaeological city in southern Jordan. Famous for its rock-cut architecture and water conduit systems, Petra is also called the "Rose City" because of the colour of the sandstone from which it is carved. The city is one of the New 7 Wonders of the World and a UNESCO World Heritage Site. Wikipedia

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Sexy soles.

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Anya Taylor-Joy

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The most magical sensation in hypno play is when the hypnotist and hypnotee have achieved a peak level of rapport, trust and intuition.

It's when you can glare at your partner and raise your eyebrow and they freeze in place, as if transfixed by a vampire's ensaring gaze. It's when you can raise two fingers under a hypnotee's chin and they tilt it up for you. It's when you can put a finger in the air and they instantly focus on it and follow it.

It's when you can just tell them to sink and they will, even without triggers being set up.

It's when hypno play evolves from planned scenes to innate understandings. That's when it's just magic from rapport and intent alone becomes the key.

It's magical when you get there.

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hey darling, could you kneel for me maybe?"

you know her tricks, there's no way you're going to fall for it again. "nahhh", you teasingly blurt out as you continue reading your book.

"it wasn't a request honey, kneel for me"

fuck...

the shift in her tone catches you off guard and pierces through your mind, popping every thought that it crosses. your head feels a little bit empty while her words quitely echo in your head.

you quickly recollect yourself and turn around in your chair, looking her in her gorgeous brown eyes.

some thoughts blink through your head but you quickly swat them away, trying to stay focused. you know that she recognises the look in your eyes though, even though you're trying so hard to hide it...

"awww darling, you look adorable right now~ are you this far gone after one command only?"

you try to talk back and deny it, but you notice that her voice has short-circuited your brain already and all that comes out is a quiet "no..."

a slight giggle comes out of her mouth "no?~ I think you mean yes little puppy.

before you know it, your eyes are looking down and you're biting your lip trying to distract yourself from her soft voice.

"say it~"

nmnfghh- a soft moan exits your mouth and you softly whisper "....yes ma'am" as you put down your book and hesitantly kneel down in front of her...

"good girl~"

her hand gently ruffles through your hair, and you gasp for air as her fingernails softly dig into the back of your neck-

your eyes roll back for a moment as you try to keep focus on her's, you recognise that look... she knows that she owns you

"t- thank.. you..." you whimper out, feeling the sensations rush through your body, echoing like a choir in a church.

"awwww you dropped so quickly for me hehe, I think you deserve a reward~"

fuck...

as soon as she says that word you immediately fall even deeper, barely processing the words she says and just quietly nodding along with her words as you try your best to maintain focus on her face...

"yes? I'm so glad you agree" she says as she pulls out a clicker from her back pocket and jiggles the chain around, the noise suddenly taking all your focus and causing so many thoughts to shoot through your head.

"but first, you have to say something to get your reward"

your eyes dart around, looking at all the important things in front of you... the clicker, her eyes, and her bulge softly throbbing through her high-waisted jeans...

"honeeey?~ are you still there? ^^" she teasingly asks as she knowingly looks at your eyes

another soft moan comes out of your mouth, and you quietly nod while you try to look her in her eyes...

"p- please...?"

"thaat's it~ such a good girl~

*click click*

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Obviously, everyone is their own person, and as long as you're not hurting people, like, whatever.

But it's always just so weird to me whenever I read or hear a story about someone finding out their girlfriend is being conditioned to be a sexdoll with hypnosis online.

Like. What?

You're upset that your lady is becoming a mindless, obedient toy, ready to serve you however you wish?

I guess.

I'd be like "Oh cool. Here, let me make another file for you to listen to just to customize you for me"

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Periodic Wake Up.

TW: Noncon brainwashing

Jenny woke with a start, her heart pounding in her chest. She was tied to a bed, her wrists and ankles secured with soft, padded restraints. The room was mostly lit by a large window facing out onto a lovely looking beach, and a man sat in a chair beside the bed, his eyes fixed on her face. A clipboard rested in his lap, and several wires trailed from an EEG device on her head to a collection of small monitors beside him.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart. This wasn't the first time she had woken up like this. In fact, it was a scenario she had grown all too familiar with over the past… Well, it had been at least a couple dozen times at this point. She knew she was hypnotized and brainwashed, transformed into a slave who did whatever the man in the chair wanted her to do. She realized that he was making notes already.

"Good morning," the man said, his voice calm and collected. He checked something off on his clipboard, his eyes scanning over the pages. "How are you feeling today?"

She tried to speak, but her voice was hoarse and barely audible. She cleared her throat and glanced down for a moment as she tried to organize her words, suddenly noticing what she was wearing. "What the fuck? Do you have me dressed like a goddamn NUN this time?!"

"Oh, yes. Angel doesn't like to be put away any more than you do. She did a pretty good job of distracting me for a bit."

Jenny's heart sank at the mention of the name. Angel was the brainwashed version of her, the one who willingly and eagerly served the man. She didn't remember anything that had happened while she was in that state, only the vague sense of time having passed. Speaking of which-

"How long has it been this-"

Without looking up from the monitors and clipboard, he answered, "It's been six months. Happy two month belated birthday, by the way. You're officially 28 now." Her chest tightened as he spoke. It was getting longer between wake-ups.

The man placed the clipboard aside and reached for the EEG device. He adjusted the sensors on her head, his touch quick and professional. "I need you to answer some questions for me," he said, glancing at her face briefly before going back to his monitors.

She did her best to shrug in the restraints, her heart pounding in her chest. She was aware that her time in this state, where she was herself, was limited. As soon as the man was satisfied that everything in her head was working normally, he would "put her away" and bring out Angel once more.

The man asked her a series of unconnected questions, ranging from her favorite foods to the color of the sky. She variously answered or ignored each one as the mood struck her, occasionally asking questions of her own. He answered them absently as he made notes and checked off whatever checklist he had. The content of both her answers and questions didn't seem to matter to him. Apparently, he just needed her to hear them to make her brain do whatever he was looking at on the monitors.

Finally, the man sat back in his chair, a satisfied smile on his lips. "Good," he said, his voice filled with approval. "Your normal brain functions are intact."

He was going to 'put her away' again. She began to panic and began crying. "No, nononono why? WHY?! What did I do to deserve this?! WHAT did I DO?!"

Briefly, for the first time since she'd first begun waking up like this, the man's expression showed something other than the standard clinical detachment. He sat next to her, and put his thumb on her forehead, and she stiffened, waiting for the downward swipe that would herald her waking up in restraints somewhere else.

"Oh, my dear. Nothing. You did nothing wrong at all. Don't blame yourself for this. The fact of the matter is that I am a bad man, and I take what I want. You were simply unlucky, that's all. Now let's bring Angel back so that you can let go of this distress."

And everything faded as his thumb slid down her forehead. . . to the tip of . . . her no. . . . .

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There comes a point where your hypnotist can edit anything about you.

Your memories, your thoughts, how you like to be fucked, how you like to be dressed, can all be manipulated to better serve their needs; all you can do is listen submissively as they manipulate and reshape you.

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Hi. Thanks for the comment. I was wondering if you new hypnosis at all. As I need to become a ditzy bimbo.

I'm trans . Yrs of living a life .of someone else. I'm struggling.

I've almost got a firewall. Lol.

Thanks for reading.

If you don't. Maybe you know someone xx

Thanks again x

Hi there, so tell me how much obedient and submissive you need to be in your life.

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