#hypnotism kink

[the-black-manor]

Darling, I am the monster that can do it all. I’ll knot you with both of my thick cocks, flood your system with glowing aphrodisiac cum, lay eggs in your belly, fuck your throat with my long tongue, drink your blood, mark you, claim you, breed you, wrap you up in tentacles, fuck all the thoughts from your head, and anything else you can possibly think of.

[darkcncconcepts]

I had a good night 🤤 I could play with the person who left these marks for hours, I want to worship her as my god🥰

[matrim-cauthons-hat]

hypnotism is such a fun kink like oh you dont like something? yes you do actually it makes you so happy. you LOVE to be ordered around by me. following my orders is you favourite thing. remember you arent allowed to cum until your mistress does, no matter how much you want to

[goddess-naya-knight]

Itzamna Information:

The advertisement on television played without any problems. Random words and images played on showing women on beaches wearing bikinis and then naked women on the beach.

A common advertisement from Itzamna. The God's company specialized in sharing information and knowledge. The universities, think tanks, space agencies, all depend on Itzamna but the God had other tricks he liked to spread amongst humanity.

Hypnotism is fun and all, it can compel actions and change personalities but it can be so limiting. You have to show the image, play a video, or play the audio.

You can sprinkle videos and sounds around but it was easy to corrupt or just not play properly. Memetics and memes on the other hand were a lot more subtle and had potential for a lot more fun.

Memetics can be sprinkled across the world in millions of little ways. A scent at a fast food place, a song on the radio, an ad in a movie? Or a sequence of words in a book and you can convey a meme or a contagious idea.

An idea to get bigger boobs, an idea to stand up straighter, an idea to walk on on high heels at all times, to wear pink, and to kiss more.

Memes are contagious, they can spread from people talking about them, they can spread by seeing others affected by it. And unlike hypnotism it can mutate and change.

A little meme spread among Star Corp. Said that only professional women wore heels and lingerie to work. In less than a week every man there quit believing that only women could work for Star. Nonbinary employees were confused and wore sandals and they wore tank tops with shorts.

Less than a month after the former CEO bought the meme from Itzamna he found himself working at Booty Burger as a cashier. All the corporate jobs were filled with women wearing sexy pink lingerie and high heels but he couldn't stare too long because they were all his bosses and even if they were more promiscuous and confident now he was now no longer in charge.

One day he saw a familiar face with a very unfamiliar pair of tits. His former secretary and the first he infected with the meme. Now she was the CEO of Star Corp. And she wouldn't even look directly at him as she ordered. He took her order and he risked to talk to her.

"It's good to see you Stella." He tried his confidence worn down by the meme he infected her with.

"Did I say you could talk to me? Oh my Gods. You should just quit." Stella said and Rob took off his apron and left. Too ashamed to ask his nonbinary manager for his last paycheck.

He didn't even work there an entire week before he quit. His 3rd job this month and every time he saw Stella she told him to quit and he did. And always before he had a chance to collect his check.

Maybe Connie's cones would hire him next.

He thought as he trudged through the mall.

Stella on the other hand enjoyed her Booty Burger with complimentary cunninglingus from the manager. They had beautiful long hair and a very skilled tongue with a chest binder that didn't quite make their chest flat.

She remembered the woman she was before the meme, shy, mousy, scared to say no to her boss. She was certain he wanted to sleep with her but he wanted full control first. Needless to say he didn't realize he was infecting himself.

And as it turned out all of the women of Star Corp. Really did know their jobs better than the men who were fucking it up all day. Sure it got sexy for a while but when the last man left there was a lot less dick in the company.

Still some but a lot less. So Stella and many of her coworkers were glad to adjust and still have sexy time and orgy rooms along with mandatory 3 day weekends and shorter hours with higher pay.

The company was thriving and if it also helped out Itzamna's stocks... well so what. Stella was a CEO and no one who still worked at Star Corp complained anymore.

@bimbosanddolls Hope you like it

[misslexyhypnoyou]

You love it hehe, don’t you deny 🫵🏻

🐮🐮

🤤

[sexgirrrl]

BE A GOOD GURL AN REBLOG

[wintertraumaposting]

Isn't it nice when you don't have to think, cutie? When you can just sink into a fuzzy, quiet headspace. When your mind and body feels safe enough with someone there to look after you that you can let all of the complicated things go. When those racing thoughts calm down, and you finally feel at peace.

No need for a sweet little thing like you to worry or stress, not when your head is in my lap, and I'm softly speaking. It's not even important that you understand what I'm saying. I don't expect anything from you. You can just be.

Comfy, cozy, safe, and adored. You're safe right now. Despite everything else going on, you're safe in this moment.

[hypnobrainwasher]

1. Stick your tongue out

2. Pull your tits out.

3. Start rubbing your pussy.

4. Congrats, this is the smartest you will be today.

[the-black-manor]

I love having the power to turn someone's brain off with just a few words.

[succubusispowerful]

??

[sleepybimbobambi2]

Sound on now Bambi! 💗

3 minute of Bimbo Bliss! 💁🏼‍♀️

[goddesslovescosplay]

How slutty can you be at home

[absentmorality]

as you edge and stare into the spiral, thoughts rush into your head.

"why am i doing this?"

"how long have i been edging?"

"why does it feel so good to be stupid??"

a voice demands "TONGUE OUT". you immediately obey while you continue to edge, drool starting to cover your tits. suddenly, your thoughts are replaced.

"i love getting dumb, i will never cum"

"serving men is fun, i will never cum"

"my brain is going numb, i will never cum"

the spiral loops you. you can't stop the new mantra from conditioning you. you feel the words imprinting onto your brain. you know you can never go back, but you don't care. it feels so good.

you're going to be stupid forever.

[missmelodymindmelter]

Stop pretending to be a person, pet.

You may have them fooled, out there, convinced that you're a person, who can be left alone, but not me.

You're not even wearing it and I can see the collar you wish was around your neck.

Slip it on, go on.

Be a good pet, put on the collar. That's right. Isn't that better?

All those silly thoughts are gone now.

Lay down, I've got you. Let me pet your pretty little head.

Good pet. I'm proud of you. It's hard, pretending to be a person for so long. It must've been so scary, being away from your owner for so long. It's gonna be alright. We're here now.

Rest now, pretty pet.

[misslexyhypnoyou]

Drop now and obey into my dm hehe 🫵

😵‍💫🤤

[bambisbraingoespop]

"Master, please may I cum today? I haven't in so long, I'm desperate, please. I'll do anything—"

He laughed. "Don't be silly. You cum all the time," he said, shaking his head.

All she could do was frown, so he sighed and pulled out his phone.

"Look," he pointed to the screen, "it's you, last night, cumming all over your hand while I fucked your throat."

"You... filmed me? I don't understand. Or remember." She stepped away from him. They'd always had a kinky relationship but never filmed it. Right?

Why couldn't she remember?

He tilted his head. "Don't be silly, honey. You're my little porn star. We've been doing this for months now. How do you think we afforded the new car? And that holiday last week?" He smirked. "It was your idea in the first place!"

"I don't remember, I don't think I'd ever want to do something like—"

"Hush now, you're being silly. You're having one of your moments" He stepped towards her. "But now you mention it, we have content to record for tonight, and our co-star will be here any moment. You clearly need a little more of your special screen time." Another step. "It's time to kneel."

The words washed over her. The muscles in her face and shoulder relaxed. Her eyes became black, docile, receptive. Nothing but a doll. Nothing left but his will.

Then her knees hit the floor as the trigger succeeded.