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I just had a lovely session with an adorable kitty (who looks excellent tied up in my ribbons, by the way) and the kitty said something that I wasn't expecting today. Something I still find trouble believing sometimes.

That people out there are sharing the love and care I give in my sessions with one another.

I was brought up to be a convenient child, not making fuss or noise. That, unfortunately, grew into a formative part of my adulthood. To know people ask after me, read about me, talk about me positively just blows me away because I always have viewed myself as someone who doesn't get in the way of things.

So to everyone who has shared in my experiences, in my little cottage, thank you 💝

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My big return to form post is done! A whopping 1,400 words about what I do, with a little treat for those who read it all.

I am very excited, and also nervous; change and progress is nervewracking, but I am so very excited.

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God it feels good to be writing again.

I am so happy about where my little cottage is moving next

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My big return to form post is done! A whopping 1,400 words about what I do, with a little treat for those who read it all.

I am very excited, and also nervous; change and progress is nervewracking, but I am so very excited.

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My big return to form post is done! A whopping 1,400 words about what I do, with a little treat for those who read it all.

I am very excited, and also nervous; change and progress is nervewracking, but I am so very excited.

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My big return to form post is done! A whopping 1,400 words about what I do, with a little treat for those who read it all.

I am very excited, and also nervous; change and progress is nervewracking, but I am so very excited.

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Almost coming to the end of my break. It has been so nice to actually relax. I have a big post in the works that will signal my return, its a big discussion about what I do, why I do it, and setting out my intentions as I continue as everyone's Welsh hypnotic witch

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Almost coming to the end of my break. It has been so nice to actually relax. I have a big post in the works that will signal my return, its a big discussion about what I do, why I do it, and setting out my intentions as I continue as everyone's Welsh hypnotic witch

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Almost coming to the end of my break. It has been so nice to actually relax. I have a big post in the works that will signal my return, its a big discussion about what I do, why I do it, and setting out my intentions as I continue as everyone's Welsh hypnotic witch

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Miss Saphi's Main Post

Hello everyone, I am Miss Saphi! I am a hypnotist and domme who specialises in soft and sensual hypnosis to give all you tired darlings the well deserved rest you need. Welcome to my main post!

This is the one stop shop to access all of what I do, my writing, my sessions, my services.

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These are my stories! Some are fiction, exploring the world of hypnosis, transformation, and magic, while the others are very, very, real, chronicling the hypnosis sessions I conduct. Each one has been written with the subject's consent! Each story is accompanied by what sort of content they involve.

Saphi Speaks - My Audio Files

The Instruction is Simple (hypno-lite) The Line Hypnosis Walks (hypno-lite) Installing Updates (hypno fiction) Repetition is a Powerful Thing (hypno-lite) Affini Comforts Her Floret after a Bad Dream (HDG)

Saphi's Sessions - Stories about Real Hypnosis

In The Dot of the i My Own Sailor Scout Unexpected Discovery Making Silly Cindy Making Silly Cindy pt. 2 Bondage in Brushstrokes Stuffing and String (Bonus Artwork!) Sweet Embers A Little White Lie Airhead Safekeeping Slipping Through Her Fingers Would You Like Some Tea? Milking Her Mind Away Finally Let Off His Leash Finally Let Off His Leash pt. 2 A Bespoke Addition Positive Affirmations A Safe Doll Enwraptured A Drone's Well-Earned Rest A Maid Doll's "Day Off" Its Better This Way (NEW!) The First Curse (NEW!) !! Under Construction !!

Saphi Writes - My Fiction

Good Luck Charm Installing Updates Rosegold Behind the Scenes Urgent Searches Urgent Searches pt. 2 Fitting Present New Year, New You Repro

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Almost coming to the end of my break. It has been so nice to actually relax. I have a big post in the works that will signal my return, its a big discussion about what I do, why I do it, and setting out my intentions as I continue as everyone's Welsh hypnotic witch

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A fun little spell that gags you whenever you say something starting with the letter M. You furrow your brow at its specificity but when answering a question of mine, it all clicks.

"...Can you do that for me, darling?" "Yes MmmmmMmmmm... mmmMmmmm. Mmmm!"

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been really vibing with ambient background music from the Stanley Parable and Feeling like my limbs are actually Plastic/Porcelain

which could have no further hidden meanings

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Creating an echo chamber, but not in the dictionary sense of the term.

More so getting some dolls together, each with a cute talkbox spell that has a handful of phrases in it, but one phrase in each talkbox sets another doll's one off.

Soon it just becomes a room full of chatty little dollies, helplessly talking the evening away, growing more and more wound up with every phrase that tumbles off their tongue but unable to do thing about it.

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A Maid Doll's "Day Off"

My special doll took a very big leap with me today. It wanted to have its first narrative hypnosis session.

It had blossomed under my care, changing its boundaries when it felt comfortable, really enjoying the safe space I had built for it to explore hypnosis and dollhood.

It came to and explicity stated it wanted something full bodied and powerful. It had waited so patiently for me to come off my break and it was ready to be woven into a story that changed every part of it.

After discussing ideas, it loved the idea of being completely reduced to nothing but a toy to be used however I see fit.

I was so proud of it for wanting to give so much of it to me to look after, to reshape and rewire. So we discussed a little more, focus on some fine details and we began.

It wanted to try gentle fractionation with me, and I firmly believe that that is one of the best ways to go down for a long session of sensual storytelling.

It had been such a good maid doll for me while I was away so it was only fitting that our story was about giving it a day off, a day off in the way that only Miss Saphi could provide.

After taking it on a gentle walk through gentle fractionation, nestling it in my lap and weaving a ribbon around it, we began our tale.

It found itself in the rustic kitchen of my beautiful house, the kitchen that lead into the conservatory where I loved to paint the pretty things that stayed in my home.

There was a pile of dishes in the basin, but it didn't mind. It liked serving the house and serving me. It loved how its uniform and dress helped it sink into servitude even more.

It could hear other dolls in the house, tottering about their business. Some were maids like it, others were playing with other dolls, some were just toys, mindless going about their day under whatever spell I wove into them.

Then its vision turns dark.

It freezes in place, like a good doll does.

Its shoulders ease and melt as my voices curls into its ear and mind.

"You've been such a good maid doll darling, you work so hard and every doll in here appreciates all you do. But we all think its time you had a break."

It felt itself being lifted up, as more arms entered its sensory periphery. What the maid doll didn't see as it was carried out of the kitchen was another doll taking up its old station at the sink.

The rustic warm light of the kitchen gave way to cascading natural sunlight that spilled through the skylights of the tall main hallway. It had walked this hallway a lot, dusting the ornamentations and finery. This was the first time it was carried through. It could hear all kinds of play in the connecting playrooms. Out of sight were rubber dolls cavorting in shiny bliss, pliable blank dolls stood in bright pink display boxes, drones undergoing maintenance.

When it could finally see, it found itself in a playroom. A beautiful high ceilinged space, with two couches in the centre of the room. A low table sat between them, rings attached to its corners. The maid doll's mind raced with the idea of being put on display as a centrepiece and strapped down so it couldn't move.

I had a different plan for this doll.

I entered the room, and stood in front of the maid doll.

I began to undress it.

Every button unbottened, every lace unlaced, every fastener undone, heightened its arousal. A breath caught in each moment.

Soon its uniform was pooled at the floor, but a swift clap from my hands prompted two dolls to enter the room, gather the uniform, and neatly fold it and place it on one of the couches.

Then we all began to caress its tired doll body.

The dolls pay attention to its arms and legs, running nails up and down its skin, drawing lines of erotic sensation. I paid my attention to the rest of the doll. Its moans were so delicious, I could sense just how much it had worked and toiled. How much tension it held in its joints. Sometimes it liked that, that it was doing good work and there signs of its diligence on its skin. But sometimes it can lead to overwork, to putting aside the rest. Sometimes such a diligent doll needs to made to have a break.

A click rang out through the room.

The doll gasped as it felt the dolls starting to push on its hands and feet.

A slick surface began to press against its behind, its hands and feet. Then it moved... through? Like it was sinking into water and the surface tension was shaping to its body.

It looked at its hands to see that the dolls had pressed them into shining black latex. It had begun to envelop and suspend them, like a standing vacuum bed.

It turned back to say something to me, but it was met by hand on its cheek, and with a single smoothe across it's lips, its lips had been reduced to flat shining latex.

It moaned in pleasure, the burden of speaking so swiftly and lovingly lifted left room within its mind for more pleasure. It pulled at its rubber bonds, but the elasticity sprung its arms back out wide.

I took great pleasure in watching it writhe and buck in its new rubber prison. I placed my hand on its doll parts and began to rub and stroke. I couldn't help but bite my lip at the stifled moans it was making.

It could feel the rubber beginning to spread, slinking its way up its body. When I felt it reach its doll parts, I decided to make a little fantasy of the doll's come true. I buried my fingers deep into its folds and stroked and stroked, stretching it out into a perfect fuck hole. I then began working at its clit, caressing it, coaxing it out. As it began to swell, I changed my hand's motion from caressing to stroking, enlarging it, engorging it into a sensitive rubber shaft.

Its eyes widened as new sensations spread like wildfire across its body, and when a doll shows such powerful emotion I can't help but capture it. I press my hands into its face and spread the rubber further, turning its head into a sweet rubber facsimile.

The other dolls began to work too, spreading the rubber further still.

Soon the maid doll was now just a rubber toy, sealed to a vacbed.

It shuddered as I snapped my fingers again.

It quivered and trembled as the dolls now began to tease and play with its rubber body. Kissing, biting, teasing, pinching, stroking, rubbing.

An avalanche of arousal crashed into the rubber toy's mind.

But we were not done.

The final touch was to completely smooth out its face. A vague humanoid shape. A hint at what used to be there.

Its moans were so changed now, they almost felt like simple vibrations through its rubber facade.

It was so lost in pleasure, every hole and part being used and used and used. It had no idea how much time had passed, how many people and dolls were using it. All of those hazy thoughts parted when it felt something it had been longing for.

My length entering its hole. I pushed deep until my stomach was pushing its rubber cock flat to its tummy. Every rut, every thrust filled its hole and rubbed its cock.

Even though entirely rubber, it could feel a climax beginning to build. Every single atom of itself was growing in pleasure, united in the rubber that bound it together. Every part of it was feeling the climax approach and there was no stopping it. It was just a toy after all now, it had no say on whether or not it was going to cum or how many times. They were just byproducts of being such a good toy for all the dolls and for me.

(This writing is about a real hypnosis session with real hypnosis and real people. If you would like to see more writing like this, then please support me over at https://ko-fi.com/saphig, where you can also commission 1-on-1 hypnosis sessions and have your own piece of writing just like this!)

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tfw u wanna be a dolly but not like a sparkly barbie or a coquette ragdoll but like a vintage decrepit haunted doll but u don’t rly see much like that often it may be a sort of niche thing but i love being a pretty lil dolly but i also love being spooky >:3

Dolls are such a fun medium of expression! Porcelain dolls are fun to turn people into. Beautiful dresses, full of frills and petticoats, gentle blush painted on your cheeks. You would be so fun to hide so you could give people a fright! Then when your day of spooking people was done, I'd tuck you back in your box, with soft cushions, so you could have the sweetest and softest rest.

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I get that fractionation has the focus of confusion, of whittling someone down into a submissive little mess and relishing in reshaping them.

But what about soft and gentle fractionation?

What about bringing your subject down and up like you're holding them in your arms and gently swaying.

Lulling them into sleep and gently waking them up until they just can't resist melting into me.

Nurturing their trance until their mind opens up like a blooming flower, ready for my spells.