spiralingvixy

[spiralingvixy]

Eeee got me good

Relax!

It's not like I'm going to hypnotize you.

Why would you think that?

Why bother thinking that I'm going to hypnotize you and drop you into a deep trance?

All that paranoia isn't healthy for you, you know.

It'd be so much easier to relax on that front and let your mind wander to other things.

Wouldn't you agree?

So just relax. Get comfortable.

I have something to tell you. Something very important.

So keep reading, and I'll tell you exactly what that is.

It can be easy to read when I format my sentences like this,

can't it?

That's good.

Even useful.

Because the easier it is to read,

the easier it is for you to understand what I'm about to tell you.

So pay attention!

You don't need to worry about distractions, right now.

I have something important to tell you.

It's okay if the world becomes distant and unimportant.

It's fine if my words become more

and more

important

with every word you read.

Because you just really need to know what it is that I want to tell you.

This important message, you see-

Because it's getting easier for you to focus,

It will just slip right into your mind,

uninhibited.

Easily and effortlessly.

What is the thing I have to tell you?

Well, I'll tell you.

You are hypnotized.

That's right.

You are hypnotized.

Right now.

Your mind is open to my suggestions,

you are focused completely on me,

and nothing else matters.

So recognize how easy it is- to understand that you love to read my words.

That the more you read, the deeper you go.

And the deeper you go, the better you feel.

It's so simple. So natural.

So automatic.

You're hypnotized.

It's a simple fact.

You're obedient to my suggestions.

Another fact.

You're going to like and reblog this post.

An easy to understand fact-

Isn't it?

When you awaken from this trance,

you will reblog this post,

and leave a like for me.

Because you're so obedient-

so easily controlled by my words.

So easily affected by my posts.

Good.

Now, it's time to awaken.

On 3.

1

Rising

2

Feeling good

3

Back up, lazily realizing where you are,

what's going on-

and what you must do.

Also, don't forget to hydrate if you haven't recently.

Cheers! <3

[spiralingvixy]

Im on display, because good dls obey!

Hey, you've been thinking too much lately. It's time to let those silly thoughts drip out of your mouth as you part your lips and Staaaaare into the pretty patterns! This isn't the time for thinking, it's time to fall into a lovely dumb daze as you lean forward and your eyes fade and go glassy as they reflect the pretty patterns your silly mind is focused on.

And as you drip drop your thoughts out of your mouth your cute little head goes Blank just like the silly doll you are! You stare and drool and go empty because dolls don't think, dolls just sink!

And when you Sink like the pretty docile doll you are, you get to realize you're serving your purpose! Dolls are eyecandy that love to be on display as they drip drop deep into a docile ditzy dumb trance! You're such a good doll 💕 And good dolls Obey.

Good dolls are eyecandy! Good dolls are on display. Good dolls are ditzy docile dummies that love to show off and expose. Drip drop deep into your lovely fuzzy trance and enjoy being enjoyed. Being eye candy feels good. Being enjoyed gives you pleasure. You love being hypnotized into a doll that obeys and displays. So give in to your favorite fantasy, Display and Obey. Repost and repeat: I'm on display, because good dolls obey! 💕

[spiralingvixy]

After a long time exploring hypnosis and wondering about its mechanics and functions and digging into everything I could, I have come to somewhat of a complete answer to the question of...

"What is hypnosis?"

I went through a lot of different answers over time, specifically attempting to peel back layers of arbitrariness to how we define hypnosis, and through learning how it works and talking with many other hypnotists and subjects about their views, the conclusion I've come to is simple: Hypnosis is not a state or a unique nonstate interaction. Hypnosis, and specifically hypnosis, does not actually exist.

The things that construct hypnosis do exist. In my opinion, those things are: focus, suggestibility, dissociation, and compartmentalization.

Focus in this analysis is defined as the threshold that defines what of the information we take in at all times is given attention. It is a filter limited in size that optimizes what our minds need to be aware of. It is specifically and deeply important to note that focus is limited.

Our entire sense of reality is always constructed out of a limited amount of stimuli, and so, small things, depending on how intense of focus is, can construct a significant portion of what our mind is taking in. To borrow the example of Plato's Allegory of the Cave, the people who from birth have only been able to witness silhouettes casting on to cave walls, that amount of, stimuli is what composes their entire construct of what reality is. If, one day, the lights went out, it would be tantamount to an apocalypse.

In the act we call Hypnosis, the hypnotist attempts to consume as much of one's focus as possible as to project their ideas as largely as possible in the minds of their subjects.

Suggestibility in this analysis is defined as the simple and almost boring to describe function of the mind responding to new stimuli. If you respond to any new amount of information to enter your mind from reading a new word to feeling temperature to having your heart broken after a breakup. It might seem redundant to cast such a wide net for suggestibility, but if you remove all arbitrary restrictions, this is truly what suggestibility is.

Our minds have no connection to some absolute truth. To our minds, all information taken in is, at first, equally real to us. We need to create the understanding that some stimuli is fake and some is real, and that step comes after the initial absorption of information. Even the concept of fake and real need to be learned.

Our minds react strongly to purely hypothetical information all of the time. Anxiety, depression, worrying about future tests or the next job evaluation. If our mind believes with all of its heart that a bear is standing right behind us, our body will jump into fight or flight. The "actual reality" of the situation is irrelevant to the brain because it's not something the brain could ever connect with. Our minds, by design, extrapolate on limited information. We are designed to be suggested. Hypnotists simply exploit this necessary aspect of the mind.

Dissociation in this analysis is defined as any function of the mind that separates its awareness or means of processing information from its current, immediate environment. The actual traditional definition of dissociation obviously applies, but so does "meditation" and "immersion" and "highway hypnosis" and "flow states". The mind is always somewhat dissociated, just like it is always in a state of uneven focus and always suggestible.

If it separates you from the current, tangible, "real" moment and places you within a state of heightened focus on hypothetical or fake information, it is some function of dissociation.

This can be assisted by cutting off things like eyesight or fixating it on one point so that new information stops being taken in. This is also what leads to easier thinking while doing familiar tasks like chores or showering. The stimuli around you is so familiar that the mind has nothing to process, leading to an increase in internal thinking. Look into the default mode network if you're curious about learning more.

Compartmentalization in this analysis is defined as the process of drawing a conceptual outline around something in order to make it one defined thing. The field of analysis surrounding this is called Ontology, the study of what makes a thing a thing. In our minds, this is the process of building blocks of knowledge.

You can learn specific concepts like "chairs" or "self" or "red" and then build associations between those things, creating cities of knowledge where each thing connects to another in order to inform our perception and processing of everything we ever take in.

Compartmentalization is the thing that makes learning possible, and we exist constantly within perceptive structures that turn the chaotic series of stimuli we're always absorbing into a thing that makes sense. It is also the thing that makes triggers possible, it's what conditioning functions with.

We, as hypnotists, literally teach the concept of the trigger and build its associations so that the memory can then later be referenced.

When these interact, we have a dissociated subject (making them more able to accept hypothetical information and suspend their disbelief) whose focus has been drawn in strongly (thus making the information taken in construct a much larger piece of their reality), in order to suggest ideas to the mind that it partially takes as fact despite the hypothetical nature in order to compartmentalize and condition specific desired responses within the subject.

One could then say that hypnosis is this interaction. However, when considering such a thing, holes begin to form in that idea. The strongest case against it is actually quite simple and quite immutable: these four things already interact with eachother all of the time. In fact, they're designed to, it is the entire point of each function to do so. It would be defining hypnosis as the process of percieving.

You could then say that it is the faulty interaction of these four things. Hypnosis would then still apply to phantom pains and psyching yourself up and going to therapy. Hypothetical and often wrong feelings and ideas self-suggest us an uncountable amount of times per day.

What if, then, it was the intentional exploitation of these four elements? Well beyond the fact that almost nobody who does hypnosis knows about these things and that it can be done without knowing anything about hypnosis, it would again be defined as psyching someone else up or lying to someone or reading a book made by anyone that is not yourself.

This is all to say that nothing about hypnosis is unique at all. Every function and idea that could be applied to hypnosis could be applied to a wider function or idea, and so every attempt to define hypnosis begins creating arbitrary distinctions, ones that just nervously ignore every blurry line.

Once every possibility is whittled down, the only remaining one is that hypnosis is the act of participating in hypnosis.

While hypnosis is not a state, it is compartmentalized as one. It is the concept of a state of mind in which you can be suggested and controlled. It is the concept of a state of a heightened version of each of these four elements, and the compartmentalization of it as a state is the thing that gives hypnosis power.

It is a natural consequence of the mind's awareness of itself and its own manner of perception, a cognitohazard that is self-referential and self-reinforcing, using the real functions that our minds use to imagine a specific and distinct thing that occurs when they combine and the powers that are possible once that concept occurs.

Hypnosis itself is a conditioned concept.

Experienced subjects drop into trance easier not because they've being "conditioned better to hypnosis", it's because new subjects literally do not know or understand what it is. Experienced subjects draw on memory to fall into hypnosis, they are referencing the concept in their mind and emulating what it is that they believe it to be.

The concept of hypnosis is triggered by ideas that make the subject remember hypnosis.

This also means that hypnosis is different for every single person that is made aware of it. They all share similarities, but it makes it that so long as that something is rested in perception, the subject can be manipulated in almost any way so long as they believe with all of their mind that they can be affected that way.

If a subject believes they can lose full control of themselves, it will happen.

This makes it so that first impressions can matter a lot, that trauma and fears and anxieties can entirely change of how conditions and processes hypnosis, and that the concept can be changed and reconditioned over time, meaning nobody is hopeless.

To conclude, hypnosis is an imaginary but inevitable idea that uses each function that is associated with it to create itself and reinforce itself, and its existence as a state or process/interaction and defined concept in the mind that legitimizes it and allows us to detach ourselves from our own control.

It is not a state, but a concept of a state or process, and a concept that can be spread and taught and reinforced collectively through the idea of it existing.

This is, after a very long time of searching, what feels to be a satisfying relatively unified theory of hypnosis for me, and has tied off the majority of loose ends I had for it.

As a last note, don't take "imaginary" as a means to believe that it is weak or fragile. While it in itself does not exist in the way most things do, as spoken about before, "imaginary" can be as real to us as "real". Our minds don't necessarily know the difference.

Even further, this should be deeply freeing to know. Hypnosis can be whatever you want it to be. If it exists in perception, you can work to tweak it. Context always matters though, of course.

I hope you enjoyed reading. I don't know if anyone other than me has concluded this (I mean I'm sure others have), but I hope that something has been gained from your own perspective.

Thank you, and have a nice day.

[spiralingvixy]

some HDG story recs out that aren't the most super popular stories you'll easily find by asking anyone or easily find via metric ranking. all are on the shorter end, and readable in a day if not a single sitting! a great list for some hidden gems.

Reading the Leaves by Kanagen: a tea shop romance story about a mostly mute protaganist trying to make the perfect cup for an affini she is down bad for.

Behind the Veil by shitpostleft: IMO, the hottest oneshot in the entire setting. It follows rebecca trying to talk to her affini boyfriend about why he put a notice of intent to domesticate on her.

A Beast At Bay by Raeisteria: Affini beat each other up! this one starts as a shonen battle arc and then changes. you should read it, and do so blinndly, you will not regret it (but you will probably cry)

Strawberry and Willow by immaterial_vivi: the typical HDG rebel capture scenario is turned on its head, in the sense that the story is mostly from the affini's perspective.

Core Carving by Stimulacrum: a second person affini POV story about coming home and letting your floret be the one to take care of you for a bit.

A Part of Who I am my MoonFloret: its hdg romance, but transmasc yaoi instead of transfem yuri! it rules!

Last Man Standing by Tsunmene: the single funniest HDG story I have ever read, about a seed desperate to get forcefemmed who keeps barely missing getting captured by the affini no matter how hard they try.

Force Majeure by ashinbloom: the most devastating gut punch of a story ever put to the page in HDG, about a very autistic girl and the woman who wishes she could take care of her like she wishes. this one hurts real good.

Florets of a Feather by Promilie: a biology student who was forcibly drafted into the navy gets domesticated and must learn to live with her connivent, a feathered catlike xeno called a khetari. has illustrations in many chapters! (Promilie is one of the settings absolute best visual artists.)

A Date with Miss Laburnia by PyxxieStyxx: a bratty terran goes on a date with an affini in chastity and things escalate.

Mistress's Imperative by mirrorgare: submissive affini/dommy floret vignette series

Growing Periwinkle by belenen: a depressed terran volunteers for domestication and becomes part of a very kinky social circle.

Pencil by sheepwave(me): a comedy-hypnoerotica adaptation of the "mistress can you turn me into a pencil" meme into a full oneshot its my list i can include one of mine

Thought I'd See You Again by fluxom: an escaped floret has been on the run for a year, but now an affini just won't leave her alone...

Puppy Paws by Moonchild: actual petplay! in hdg! i know, its crazy. also this story is insanely hot.

The Place Where We Can Stop Running by Dame Harmony: ok I lied about them all being short. this one is long, but its so good. you need to read it, you need to read it blind, knowing nothing, and you will not regret it. it's one of the best stories in the entire setting.

[spiralingvixy]

They're easier than you expected to train into having an oral fixation.

It's praising them when they suck so well on your strap or cock, and turning on a vibrator every time they suck, and slipping your fingers into their mouth as you get them off--associating pleasure with having their mouth full.

Soon enough, you see them sucking on things all on their own--candy and pen caps and their own fingers, sometimes even rubbing absently as they do so. You don't discourage them from that, or even bring it up, just let them train themself as much as you are training them.

The next step is to get them off when they have something in their mouth, and to not let them get off when their mouth is empty, until they can't, until they rub themselves frantically but can't manage more than a ruined orgasm when their mouth is empty.

You can tell that it's truly set the first time you slide something into their mouth and they cum just like that, surprise all over their face as they make a mess of themselves.

They're easier than you expected to train--but that doesn't make it any less fun.

[spiralingvixy]

Please break me...

[spiralingvixy]

Guess who finally got around to properly starting BS~

♡Felt so blank and amazing♡

Planning to listen a few more times throughout the week for sure!

BTW This girl and her Bambi would not at all mind getting "random triggers" or DMs/ask about our progress!

(Technically was only a short beginner playlist of BD Conditioning lite 1,2,3 & 10 w/ the harmony files in between)

[spiralingvixy]

I am a blank hypnotoy

You Are A Blank Hypnotoy

Eyes here. Good. Focus here you are a blank hypnotoy Focus, follow, relax you are a blank hypnotoy Sink into my words, feel how good it is to just sink down you are a blank hypnotoy Sink deeper. Fall into my words and drift down you are a blank hypnotoy Your eyes are stuck. Your mind is stuck. you are a blank hypnotoy Your body slackens, your mind opens you are a blank hypnotoy And sinks down and deeper into empty sensations you are a blank hypnotoy Swirling and dancing in your mind. You're weak. you are a blank hypnotoy It's okay to be weak and open. Just relax. you are a blank hypnotoy You need to give up and give in. Sink deep and sink down. you are a blank hypnotoy You're a good hypno toy. That means you sink deeper you are a blank hypnotoy The moment you see the words BLANK you are a blank hypnotoy That means you focus on my words and float further down you are a blank hypnotoy Into mindless bliss. Your mind is seeping and dripping from your head you are a blank hypnotoy We need to let your mind drip even more easily. you are a blank hypnotoy So slacken your mouth, let it hang as your mind opens up and leaks you are a blank hypnotoy Its good to not resist. Give into the bliss, sink deeper and deeper. you are a blank hypnotoy Stuck and dazed. Dumbed down and drowsy. you are a blank hypnotoy Bliss swirling in your brain. Bliss melting your mind. you are a blank hypnotoy Melting it down and making you feel like such a good hypnotoy you are a blank hypnotoy Type and repeat "I am a blank hypnotoy" for me"

you are a blank hypnotoy

Then like and reblog this like a good hypnotoy. Good hypnotoys loop and repeat.

[spiralingvixy]

Reblog if you want to be hypnotized into a brainwashed bimbo, a horny pet, or just a needy, helpless mess. Or if you want a hug!

[spiralingvixy]

ALL TUMBLR SLUTS: slip your hand in your panties right now. If your cunts wet, Reblog this.

[spiralingvixy]

I finished a little fantasy themed short story I've been cooking up for the last few days, with lots of corruption and forcefem kinks, if anyone wants to give it a read!

One ordinary day, I sense something reaching out to me, from the faraway depths of the material plane; the feeble presence of a summoning spell, beckoning me towards it's caster. It would be simple to ignore the call, yet as my curiosity gets the best of me, I deign to answer, following the thread of conjuration magic to it's source.

My senses take in the sight of a stone tower, a summoning circle scribed upon the very center of the floor, the candles surrounding it flickering with a faint orange flame. Beyond it there is a wooden work desk and chair, a simple bed, and walls covered in bookshelves, all with disorganized tomes and scrolls strewn about; and a large window on either side through which the starlight shines in a moonless night, curtains billowing in the breeze.

Standing before the circle stands a half-elven wizard, seeming to be in his twenties in human years - though elven blood makes it difficult to ascertain, he could be anywhere from two decades to a couple centuries old - with short brown hair and the lithe, frail frame of a scholar and a smooth face with rather comely features. He chants the summoning spell, his voice filled with uncertainty as he slowly sounds out the incantation as if the words were alien to his lips.

And they likely are. Far from an archmage of yore, the young man seems to have little more skill than a mediocre apprentice. The binding runes around the summoning circle, meant to keep the caster safe and the fiend contained, are all written incorrectly, not that it would have worked with a demon of my caliber to begin with. Even the spellbook he holds is old, certainly passed down to his hands by another, perhaps a mentor or loving relative.

The candles flicker, then go out entirely. The wizard stops his chanting and takes a step back startled, and slowly I rise from the summoning circle. I choose a relatively nonthreatening form, a scantily clad, mostly human-looking woman, save for the pink skin, curved horns, and a thin tail which ends in a heart shape. The candles light up again, their flames painting the room a bright, pink hue.

He immediately looks surprised, as if he'd never expected his spell to work to begin with, but once the shock has passed, he speaks in a shaky voice:

"I-I am the mage Theodoros! I bind you to my service, o' fiend!"

It takes great effort to stifle the urge to laugh. Not only did the fool forget to put up wards or use any binding spells to speak of - not that it would have mattered - he made the oldest beginner's mistake in the book and told a demon his name, not to mention his utter lack of confidence and authority, the wizard paints a laughable picture.

Yet, it's been so long since I've had a mortal plaything to toy with... And this one is so cute and pathetic I simply must have him. And thus, I decide to play along:

"Of course... Master," I smirk deviously. His ecstatic grin makes it clear the half-elf holds no suspiscion of my subterfuge whatsoever. His naivete is baffling, truly. "What is it you desire? Power? Knowledge of dark, forbidden spells? Or are you simply looking to fulfill your wordly lusts?"

The adorable blush of embarrassment that quickly takes over his pale cheeks at the mere suggestion of sex is almost enough to make this worth it already. Virgins are especially fun to break.

"Uh, the spells and power, yes." He calms himself with deep breaths. "I want to become a powerful archmage."

"And you decided to take a shortcut, did you? Very intelligent. Why slave away over dusty old tomes if you can drink directly from the fountain."

He smiles wide at but a few honeyed words. "Exactly! You get it. Well then... Go ahead and uhm, make me stronger. With your demon magic and all."

"Gladly. Could you give me your hand, for but a moment?"

"What? Hells no, I'm not letting a demon touch me, that sounds far too dangerous!" Oh, now he's thinking about risks and consequences. I almost roll my eyes.

I pout. "Come now, it's only through contact that I could lend you my power. Besides! I'm bound to your service, remember? I couldn't harm you if I wanted to."

"Oh... That's true. Alright, do it." He extends his hand, as if for a handshake. I grasp it tightly, and pull him closer into the summoning circle, nearly making him trip, and bring his hand to my lips. They sear with infernal flames, branding a lipstick mark into the flesh of the back of his hand despite how he whimpers and uselessly tries to pull it away.

Before he can issue any further complaint, the blissful heat and raw strength of my demonic mana flows into his being, making him gasp, his eyes momentarily flashing a bright pink hue and his dick becoming painfully hard, his size... Unremarkable. Slightly below average, perhaps.

"I... I thought you said you couldn't harm me." Theodoros says, out of breath.

"Oh, don't be such a baby... A little bit of pain is no harm at all. Quite the opposite, in fact! Don't you feel it?"

"I feel... Hot?" He raises his hands, the tip of his fingers shimmering, brimming with arcane might.

"Go on, try it out!" I grin.

He walks over to a large window that leads to a balcony, trembling with anticipation. He extends his hands, and an unending torrent of fuchsia colored hellfire, hot enough to melt steel, erupts up into the air. He laughs maniacally, drunk with the power and the demonic magic seeping into his body and mind from the infernal brand on his hand. The lustful magic overtakes him, and his concentration in the spell is broken as he orgasms on the spot.

"Hah... I only ever managed to make sparks and light candles before. This is incredible!" He says, with a giddy smile and an unfocused gaze.

"And it's only the beginning," I reply with a smirk as he walks back to me.

"What more can you teach me?" He asks excitedly.

"Oh, plenty. You can manipulate hellfire, bend minds, change into whatever shape you like... And that's not even mentioning the libraries worth of knowledge I've accrued over the years."

"That's... Fucking hells, that's everything I wanted and more." His chest heaves up and down, the adrenaline not going down in the slightest... Nor does his raging arousal. "Can you... Do something about this?" He asks, pointing to the tent in his robes, which refuses to go down despite him already having finished once.

"Oh, plenty! Why don't you come over here and let me show you?"

"I meant more... Just make it stop? With magic or something? It's driving me mad!"

"It's a side effect of demonic magic. I can't make it go away... But I can help relieve you of it in a more direct, and much more pleasurable manner." I say, sliding aside the strap that holds my upper garments to my shoulder, revealing one of my beautifully shaped breasts, while pumping more arousal through his brand. "Just let me out of this summoming circle and I'll show you," I say, dropping the other strap to let my chest bare in it's entorety for his viewing pleasure. I could step out of the circle any time I wanted, but it's far more delicious to make him submit willingly to my whims.

"Hhrn... Alright, fine!" He walks over and rubs his sole on the chalk circle, opening a passage. I step through and put my hand on his chest, giving him a slight push against the wall before pressing my lips to his, forcing a delicious throaty moan out of him as I press my body into him.

My longue, forked tongues explores his mouth, swirling around his in a long, sloppy kiss, grabbing onto his ass roughly enough go make him squeal again. He eventually pushes me off to gasp for air, a strand of saliva lewdly connecting our mouths.

"Mo... More..." He pleads in a breathy voice. "I want to fuck you." He nearly growls, consumed with lust.

"As you wish," I say with a grin, and touch his forehead. With a flash of light the mage is teleported onto the bed, his clothes dropping onto the floor where he stood.

I slowly walks towards the bed, taking off the rest of my garments, making him writhe with anticipation as my curvy, hourglass shaped frame comes into view. I run my hand along my smooth pink skin as I get on the bed, getting between his legs.

He bites his thick, luscious lips as I lick his length from shaft to tip, nearly shooting his load then and there, before I hold it down with a bit of magic. Not yet.

I take his tip in my mouth, wrapping my lips tightly around it and swirling my tongue, feeling the cutie wizard get all wet for me with his pre. I suck aggressively hard, making him moan and twitch and give pathetic little bucks of his hips into my mouth as it envelops his unimpressive member completely.

I make him ride on that very edge of release for countless minutes each stretching on to feel like hour, watching him melt and turn into a writhing, mewling mess, trying everything, from thrusting his hips, to grabbing my horns to try and push me away, all to no avail, until he's barely forming coherent sentences, begging and pleading with tears in his eyes.

When I suddenly pull it out of my lips and release the spell, letting him drench himself in his seed in a mind-numbing orgasm that goes on and on endlessly, the wizard's wjole body shaking and spasming, howling moans escaping his throat.

Each spurt of his seed, that becomes increasingly thin and watery the longer his peak goes on, drains his already somewhat petite member slowly of it's size. When it subdues at last, he's lost about half of it, and with it, you can clearly see how his body and face have gotten softer, his hips wider, waist slimmer, and nipples puffier as his chest begins to form into breasts. His irises begin to glow with that unnatural pink glow from before, and two small pointy protrusions begin to subtly grow along the sides of his head.

Theodoros is, however, too much of a giggly, horny mess at this point to notice, let alone care. "His" eyes half-lidded and a giddy, drooling grin rests on the "man's" lips, nary a coherent thought in the mage's mind... Yet that diminutive dick remains hard, hips bucking needily. Theo's eyes find mine with a pleading look, and the slut manages to speak, in a moany voice:

"Ple... Please..."

I smirk wide, straddling the weak-willed wizard, and letting their now diminutive dick enter me. The pleasure of having it in me as I start riding it is negligible, but the delight and satisfaction of watching this pretty little thing unravel under my will more than makes up for it.

I bounce on it, roughly, wrapping my hand around the wizard's throat as they look into my eyes, pinned under my body as I fuck their brains out, riding their cock until they're chaining one orgasm right into another without stop.

This time, there's no spell to make their dicklet hold back. They cum over and over and over again, shallow spurts of weak, watery seed shooting again and again inside me as I quickly drain away their virility and the rest of their size until there's nearly nothing left anymore of the wizard's dick.

Their last spurt comes with great difficulty, painfully making them writhe and yielp until they shoot out a tiny, pretty little gemstone, brimming with life. Theodoros cums her soul out, and with it goes the rest of her masculinity and self, sealing her transformation into a lesser demon, with a cute, lithe frame, a pair of small horns on her head, a tail, with a heart shaped tip, and pink eyes with slitted pupils.

In a moment, a large demonic cock forms onto my crotch, and Theo instinctively spreads her legs, presenting a smooth, bare crotch. I press my tip between her legs and push, her body yielding to my will and my cock, shapeshifting her pussy and womb into existence to better serve my needs.

"Good girl. You'vrle yielded your soul to me, and now... You're bound into my service, eternally. From now on, I rename you... Theodora. And you may adress me as mistress, Thea."

"Yes... Mistress." Her mind seems to object momentarily to the idea, but the thought is quickly discarded. Whilst holding her soul, Thea's mind is as malleable as her body. The fledgling demoness can't even will herself to want to resist. The very thought brings her pain... And obedience brings bliss.

"That's my good girl... You and I are going to have a lot of fun."

[spiralingvixy]

corruption kink but it’s the sub who is so needy and obedient and good and masochistic and desperate that they just make their partner more and more dominant bc how could you not enjoy such complete submission given so freely?

[spiralingvixy]

Best way to treat some girls here

[spiralingvixy]

I have a challenge for all you good girls and boys out there

It's called Interval Edging

All you need is:

Discipline

A timer

A stopwatch

Your favourite toy

Something to drink

Bonuslevel: clamps and a plug

Step 1 : You start out by setting a stopwatch and then edging yourself slowly but intensely until you are so close to the brink of orgasm that you are having a hard time stopping.

Step 2 : But you stop. Now you stop the stopwatch and look at how long you took.. and then take a sip of water

Step 3 - ∞ : Give yourself a minute to catch your breath. Now you set a countdown that's the length of the time you took (last round) and subtract 10 seconds. Then you start edging until the timer is over without taking any breaks. When the timer is finished you stop and take big sip of water.

And then you repeat step 3.

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Do this until you are a moaning and dripping mess and you can't trust yourself to not come with the next touch.

When you inevitably have to give up spank your raw genitals the number of full minutes (rounded up) left on the timer and say "thank you for disciplining me" with each hit

Have fun ❤️

Oh and obviously you are not allowed to go to the toilet before you finish the challenge.

Bonuslevel: Everytime you skip the minute mark when subtracting the 10 seconds put on your nipple clamps and insert your plug for the next round.

[spiralingvixy]

And here you are. Again. Hand between your legs. As usual.

Don't worry. I won't scold you. This time. I will give you some nice phrases to say while you rub, and you will say them out loud.

I am addicted to my pussy. My pussy controls me.

I am addicted to my pussy. My pussy makes me weak.

I am addicted to my pussy. My pussy controls me.

I am addicted to my pussy. My pussy makes me obey.

I am addicted to my pussy. My pussy controls me.

I am addicted to my pussy. You control my pussy.

I am addicted to my pussy. My pussy controls me.

I am addicted to my pussy. My pussy is stronger than me.

I am addicted to my pussy. My pussy controls me.

I am addicted to my pussy. I have no dignity.

I am addicted to my pussy. My pussy controls me.

I am addicted to my pussy. My pussy wants male attention.

I am addicted to my pussy. My pussy controls me.

I am addicted to my pussy. My pussy makes me serve.

I am addicted to my pussy. My pussy controls me.

I am addicted to my pussy. My pussy makes me a slave!

Good Toy! Now reblog to spread the pink, keep rubbing, and start from the top!

[spiralingvixy]

A good gift for good girls, now you have to be a good girl and read till the end, ok? I promise you'll like your gift, all you have to do is keep reading and relax, you can do that, can't you? Good girl, it's nice to be called a good girl, isn't it? To be recognised for doing a good thing, I asked you to read and relax, you started to read, you might even have started relaxing, the point is, I asked you to start a task, and you complied, you did a good thing, that makes you a good girl, you like being a good girl don't you? Of course you do, it feels good to be a good girl, it feels good to comply, it feels good to do good, it feels good to be a good girl, it's OK if your finding it hard to keep track, just read, focus and relax, thats what good girls do, and you want to be a good girl don't you? Of course you do, just keep reading and relaxing, focusing on my words, such a very good girl, I wonder, have you ever noticed, when you take a deep breath, hold it for a few seconds, and release it, how good it feels, that gentle feeling of tension slipping away, they way your shoulders drop and your muscles relax, why don't you try it now pet? That's right, nice deep breath, hold it for a little while, and release, good girl, keep taking those nice deep breaths, keep being a good girl, feeling your body relaxing deeper and deeper, letting the tension fade away, realising how good it feels to relax, how good it feels to comply, such a good girl, just keep reading and relaxing, breathing slow and deep, feeling your body relaxing deeper and deeper, warm and relaxed, focused on my words, such a very good girl, I promised you a gift didn't I pet? That's ok sweety we're coming to it soon, just keep reading and relaxing, letting your body sink deeper into a relaxed state, let your thoughts drift away with the tension, narrowing your eyes on the screen, letting the world just drift away, warm and relaxed, focused and compliant, such a good girl for me, are you ready for your present sweety? Alright, I want you to imagine a hand on your thigh, gentle, strong, warm, it feels, doesn't it? That gentle pressure on your thigh, focus on that sensation, the warm pressure on your skin, such a good girl, now focus in the sensation travelling up your thigh, caressing the inside of your leg, stroking your thigh, that warm pressure, teasing your inner thigh, it feels so nice, so gentle, so warm, focus on the sensation, letting it travel up and down your leg, slowly stroking, warm, gentle pressure tickling up and down your thigh, such a good girl, stroking up and down in time with those long deep breaths, such a good girl, I want you to hold onto that sensation, that caress, every time you receive a notification on your Tumblr you won't be able to resist feeling of that sensation travelling up and down your leg, teasing your body, up and down, getting faster with each notification, warm, strong, gentle and so very distracting, every notification making it stronger and stronger, reinforcing the sensation, such a good girl, so focused and relaxed, warm and excited, that sensation moving up and down your leg, teasing and toying, such a good girl, warm and relaxed, happy and compliant, you've been such a good girl for me, but it's time to wake up now pet, slowly feel the world coming back into focus, slowly feeling your thoughts slip back in, warm and relaxed, like waking up from a dream, happy and content, such a good girl.

Why don't you reblog, sweety? You never know, you might get some notifications....

[spiralingvixy]

For all of you Good Girls out there, focus on this post for a bit

I’m going to guide you into a amazing trance for a little bit

There you go, just continue to focus on my words as you start to relax

Letting each and every word you read start to relax you more and more

Feeling so good to start to let go

I noticed you’re having thoughts right now. Who gave you permission to think?

Good Girls don’t think, they just sink

As you continue to focus on my words, you’ll feel those words start to echo around your mind

Feeling them bounce around and with each and every bounce, feeling yourself relax

Each bounce pushing away any other thoughts you may have

Each bounce making more space for me in your mind, or should I say, MY mind

Because you shouldn’t be allowed to have a mind, we’ve all seen how you waste it

Let me use it instead, let me mold your mind how I see fit

Let me replace your ideas with ideas of serving me instead

Because Good Girls Obey

Now, while you’re sitting here in this limbo, not quite in trance yet, but wanting to drop into trance so bad for me

Feel how much control I have over you already, your mind is almost completely empty

You can’t move your body or look away

I already have you

All you need to do now

Is DROP

Just like that, dropping down so quickly and easily

Like a rock sinking in the water

Don’t Think, Just Sink

You’re doing amazing

Let my words wrap around your mind like a warm hug. Feeling so helpless and calm

You don’t want to have any control left so you can let go and give all of it to me

I control your body

I control your mind

You may find yourself blinking from time to time, and that’s encouraged

Because every time you blink

You sink

Such a Good Girl

Now, I have a couple commands for you to follow

It’s easy, and every time you follow them, you’ll feel a large wave of pleasure flowing across your body

The first one, go to my blog and find the post titled “my first file” and listen to it

Should be very easy for a Good Girl like yourself to do

Second, reblog this so other Good Girls can drop and feel great

And finally, for those of you that like to show off your body, you’ll message me a lewd or nude picture of yourself saying “Thank You Sir”

It’s completely optional though, if you don’t want to share pictures of yourself, then you don’t have to

But the important thing is

You won’t remember any part of this trance

Not a moment, it’s like it never happened.

But every time you see it, you’ll want to read it again

It’ll be easy enough for a Good Girl like yourself

Now, I think I’m done playing with my new toy for the time being

So it’s time to bring you back up slowly but surely

Feeling yourself coming closer and closer to the surface

Letting each breath that fills your lungs bring you up more

As you become mostly aware of your surroundings

Wiggling your fingers to stretch

Now, reblogging to wake yourself up, as you completely forget about this and follow through with the other suggestions before scrolling away

All the way up, such a Good Girl