#predatory hypnotists

[rainytigerdinosaur]

Analysis of a Predatory File - Sigil - Hypdom

Welcome! I'm going to be putting together a series of posts detailing predatory files--what makes them predatory, and what to watch for. It's my hope that this will spread awareness of the sorts of suggestions that are red flags from the get go as well as guiding people away from dangerous people in the community.

For this first installment, I'll be talking about hypdom's "intro" file Sigil. This isn't the worst of his files by a long shot (we'll get to those...), but it still exhibits some red flags, and it's important to look at the beginning to understand how files build on each other and how seemingly innocuous suggestions can build into much more sinister ones.

If you're unfamiliar with hypdom, he's a predatory hypnotist who's been around for a long, long time in the hypno community largely keeping quiet and doing his best to appear safe. I've personally worked with some of his victims, though, and can say he's absolutely not someone you want to be involved with. He ignores boundaries, does not seek consent, negotiates in trance, breaks down safeties, victim blames, instills fear and anxiety to protect himself and his suggestions, and has had significantly negative impacts on the lives of people he's played with.

(And, honestly, his files aren't even particularly good! If you're going to get addicted to something, there's better out there. There's a reason Sigil has a "this is the best file you've ever watched" suggestion in it! Good files stand on their own.)

Unfortunately in cases like this it's frequently one person's word against another's, so I hope by discussing his files it'll be clear he's someone to avoid.

Let's get to it...

Red Flags

Always Listen to the End

"And you're always going to listen from the beginning to the end of any of my files."

This is excessively bad. It's just one line, and it might be easy to miss or not think anything of, but this is a keystone of the foundation. It's attempting to embed the suggestion in the listener's mind that regardless of how they feel of a file they'll always listen all the way through. There's absolutely no reason for this suggestion other than to set the listener up for shady suggestions in later files as well as ensuring if they start to listen they'll continue listening.

Make no mistake. This is bad and any file setting something like this up should absolutely without reservation be considered predatory.

Focuses on Weakening Resistance

"See how resisting just makes you weaker" "The more you resist, the faster you drop" "Completely unable to resist the sound of my voice" "It's so hard to keep resisting because it just makes your mind weaker"

Resistance inductions are a thing, and this isn't necessarily uncommon, but it's still a red flag to immediately set in at weakening resistances. This is very much phase 1 of predatory hypnosis, introducing resistance play as part of trance and slowly wearing down resistances--particularly in a file set to be listened to repeatedly. We'll see plenty of this in later files also.

Directing to Contact the Creator

"You're going to feel like this is the best file you've ever watched, and you're going to want to tell me so."

Any file that directs you to contact them should immediately be considered shady and predatorial, but this file takes it one step further adding a suggestion that this is "the best file you've ever watched." The direction is a little insidious also, as it's not "You want to contact me" but "You want to tell me this is the best file you've ever watched," reframing the contact to make it a bit more likely you'll reach out.

Addiction

"Feel how good it feels just to listen to my voice again and again." "Desperate for (my voice). Addicted to it." "You listen to me. You need it. You want it. You want it." "Loving my hypnosis. Needing my hypnosis." "You need this, don't you." "Every time you see one of (my symbols), you're going to want to come back here and listen to this again." "Feels so good to drop for me over and over, again and again." "You love to listen to me, don't you." "You're going to find that you want to come back here very soon. Maybe right now." "You're going to watch this file again, aren't you. Maybe right now."

The one thing that's actually advertised on these files, though the "might" is a bit light considering how heavily it pushes addiction both to this file and his hypnosis in general.

This sort of thing might seem fun at a glance if you're into mind control, cnc, and the like, but it can be extremely dangerous. Especially with a hypnotist and set of files like this where you start in, things seem fine and safe, and then eventually they're not, but the addiction's set in and every time you try to pull away you find yourself coming right back. This'll become more clear as the files progress also.

Another thing to note here is the final suggestion. "You're going to watch this again...maybe right now." Keep in mind this file's weakening resistance and increasing obedience and the final suggestion does not offer an out. No "If you want to" or "If you feel like it". Just "Maybe right now." Which might seem like an out, but it's actually a gentle push back in. (And don't worry! This push will become much less gentle as we go further into his files.) This is outright unsafe and unethical, leaving a listener to loop an unknown number of times.

Final Words

Hopefully this gives some insight into things to watch out for in files. As mentioned above, a very important thing to remember is that frequently files will build on each other with the "starter" file laying a groundwork and each file after progressively layering more and more suggestions. It's not just the first file that matters but every file the hypnotist has created, particularly when the files are building addiction and a need to listen.

Make sure if you're going to listen to files that (if you can safely) you skip the induction and deepener and check the suggestions in the middle to see what you're getting into. If you can't, ask someone you trust who's familiar with hypnotic suggestions to check them out for you. Going in blind may seem fun and sexy, but it's a surefire way to end up in a bad situation.

Play safe.

[spiralling-down]

You know how hack/newbie/predatory hypnotists do the "you cannot consciously remember anything written in brackets [like this] but you will subconsciously obey anyway" thing?

Thinking of sending a simple command [like this] to a sub I know doesn't have that kind of trigger, then gaslighting them into thinking they do.

"Oh no sweetie, I've been programming you with these suggestions for months. It's about time you finally caught on."

The non-suggestion doesn't even need to work from that point onwards. The sub is just left to sink into the realization that I have more power over them than they even knew, and wonder what I've been doing to them all this time.

[akaridream]

glancing blows (raditz x reader)

tags: raditz x reader, raditz x Saiyan! reader, raditz x Time Patroller! reader

warnings: MDNI explicit sexual content, smutty goodness, all the bad words, afab reader

When Raditz saw a red band hiked high up your left thigh, he was grateful. Grateful that the Supreme Kai allowed him to become an instructor in Conton City, grateful that you had taken up his training session, grateful that you were a fellow Saiyan. But he was most grateful for the fact that male Saiyan armor had a plate over the crotch. Without it, there would be no way to hide his aching boner.

Raditz swelled with pride at the sight of you wearing classic armor just like his. But the fact that you had copied the band he wore on his leg too? Devastatingly sexy.

“Like it?” you asked with a glint in your eye as you crested the hill, your preferred training ground outside the busy city.

Raditz smirked. “Suits you well,” he said, snapping the band against your muscular leg. “And it shows exactly who you belong to.”

You swished your tail and stretched the matching band against his taut bicep.

“It shows which new instructor belongs to me,” you purred with salacious eye contact. “I am your first student, right? Better make this training session worth my while, pretty boy.”

It had been like this since Raditz’s arrival to Conton City. The Supreme Kai of Time thought a high-level Saiyan Time Patroller would be perfect to show him around and whip him into an effective instructor. Had she known your chemistry was this good, she might have chosen differently. You couldn’t stop making bedroom eyes at each other.

“Oh, I’ll show you what I’ve got, my little Saiyan princess. And you’ll see I am anything but a boy,” he said, his gruff, gravelly voice making you tingle.

You chuckled. “Is that right? I guess we’ll see then.”

As you stepped away to warm up, Raditz followed close behind, stalking you like prey. “How about we start with a little grappling match? I’ll pin you before you can count to three.”

You turned to him as you stretched. “You might be surprised. I can hold my own against any man here. I’ll top you before you know what’s hit you.”

His eyes raked over you hungrily. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you? To top me?”

You bit your lip and raised an eyebrow at him. “Of course. But I wouldn’t mind letting you win at least once.”

It took great effort for Raditz to refrain from shoving you to the ground and having his way with you then and there. The way you spoke, how your tail mesmerized him, your plush lips and dark eyes… You were perfection. How long could he stay focused before he gave in to temptation? Your soft touch on his arm already had him pining for you. His filthy mind was imagining your voice desperately moaning his name, piecing together a mental picture of you writhing beneath him. Or on top of him, he really didn’t care which.

You held a hair tie between your teeth as you gathered up your long hair. Raditz salivated at the sight of your parted lips, his predatory gaze never leaving you. You gave him a show by dipping your head back to display the delicate tower of your neck, prime for love bites. You arched your back, sending his attention to your ass and tail as you tied your hair up in a ponytail. And damn, did he love your strong legs too. He wanted them crushing his head as he tasted you.

You opened your eyes to find his, inky black and full of lust as he leaned against the lone tree, arms crossed. Your knees went weak as he devoured you. In his armor, his thighs were also on full display, nearly as thick as the trunk he leaned on. But his arms were your favorite. Well defined and drool-inducing, you craved to know how they’d feel wrapped around your waist as you bounced on him, or holding you up against that tree. Oh, but that tail of his. It swayed like a hypnotist’s watch, drawing you in like a moth to flame.

“Want me to tie you up, too?” you asked. “Your hair, I mean.”

He smirked. “Would you like that?”

“It won’t get in your face while we train,” you replied. “Plus, a ponytail could look hot on you.”

“I prefer mine natural,” he growled as he twirled a lock of your hair around his finger. “Though I like the ponytail on you. Gives me something to grab onto.”

You blushed and bit your lip. “Don’t you think we should at least try to train a little before you start trying to seduce me?”

Raditz leaned in close, towering over you in the most heart-pounding way. “Why? I think you’ve already fallen under my spell, darling.”

You raised an eyebrow and nearly brushed noses with him. “My, my. So confident.”

He purred, breathing in your scent. “I saw the way you were looking at me. Why not skip straight to the good part?”

You laughed and playfully shoved him away. “I heard you were a slacker, Raditz. Don’t you have any inclination to get stronger as a warrior?”

He frowned and stepped forward to take your jaw between his index finger and thumb, tilting your face up towards his. “Not when there’s such a tasty reward already ripe for the taking.”

You drew a finger down his chest. “Prove to me training with you is worth my time and maybe I’ll let you take a bite, pretty boy,” you breathed over his lips. You chuckled and stepped back, inviting him to spar.

Ever impatient, Raditz scoffed, but pursued. Despite his grand size, his blows lacked the sting and fire of his younger brother. You easily had him on the defensive, overpowering him with a barrage of punches and kicks. His surprise pleased you, and your attacks sent him to one knee, desperately panting to catch his breath.

“Come on, that isn’t all you’ve got, is it?” you asked with a scowl.

His dark eyes caught yours, frustrated. “I… Didn’t realize I wouldn’t have to hold back with you.”

You glared at him. “Tch! Don’t be such a coward! You should know better than to hold back just because I’m a woman!”

Raditz launched himself towards you with a guttural yell and punch, more powerful than before. Still, you evaded him with grace and ease, adding fuel to his burning annoyance.

“How-” He threw a punch. “Are you-” A kick. “So swift?” Another punch.

You caught his fist and bent his wrist and sending him wincing on one knee again. “This is nothing! I’m starting to see how great the difference between us is,” you scathed. “Pity. I had hoped you’d be more competent than this.”

Raditz’s nostrils flared with rage as you turned your back and walked away from him. He punched the ground with a fiery grunt before chasing after you. His muscled arms clamped around your waist, his back arched and he slammed you down with a bone-shattering suplex. The blow rang through your head like a gong. Before you could claw your way out of his grasp, Raditz flipped you to your stomach and pinned an arm behind your back.

“Not bad,” you mumbled, beginning to smile with your face pressed into the grass.

His elbow dug into your spine. With your shoulder twisted into an agonizing position, you desperately tried to maneuver out of the pin. You managed to get your knees under yourself, but your torso was well and truly trapped under Raditz’s massive form.

“Face down, ass up. Just how I like it,” he quipped as he contorted your arm even further. You groaned at the pain, swearing he was going to rip your shoulder from its socket. Just as you were about to tap out, your free hand brushed against fur. An idea dawned on you.

Like a vice, your hand clenched around Raditz’s tail. His entire body grew rigid and powerless with a strangled gasp from his throat. His grip on you loosened and you wriggled out from under him. You pounced on your opportunity by shoving him down and onto his back, straddling one of his thick thighs and pinning his opposite knee to his chest over your shoulder.

“Me on top. Just how I like it.” You glowed in pride over him, chest heaving.

Raditz’s eyes narrowed. “That was cheap!”

“Should have trained not to be so sensitive,” you mocked. “What’s your excuse? Afraid of hard work?”

Fury bloomed in his chest again, but he was immobilized. He frowned and laid his head against the ground, looking anywhere but at you.

“Aw, don’t pout,” you patronized. “I’ve trained with all kinds of strong warriors. I knew you wouldn’t beat me.”

“Then why even bother,” he growled, still avoiding your gaze. You pressed your shoulder in further, squeezing his knee to his chest uncomfortably.

“Because I’m sizing you up, dummy. How else but to fight you?”

“You can let go of me now,” he strained, growing irritated.

You cocked an eyebrow. “Hmm, I thought you wanted me to top you.”

You dropped Raditz’s leg back down and climbed over to straddle him. His eyes grew wide as you planted your palms on his chest and began to drag your hips over his armor plate. Funny that he had been so thankful for that very plate. Now he couldn’t wait to get rid of it.

He ran his hands from your knees up the soft skin of your thighs. “I thought Saiyan women weren’t interested in weak men,” he admitted quietly.

You peeled off your upper armor to reveal your black sports bra underneath. “Oh quit your pouting. Just because I’m strong doesn’t make you weak.”

Your words triggered a deep, long forgotten memory. Time and time again, fellow Saiyan warriors called him pathetic, lazy, cowardly. And maybe he was. Maybe his strength paled in comparison to other soldiers. But long ago, while watching his tiny brother float in his tank, their mother had patted his head lovingly and told him, Don’t let his high power level discourage you, Raditz. Just because he’s strong does not mean you’re weak.

Now, Raditz’s eyes brimmed with the softness of his mother as he gazed up at your beautiful face. He reached up, thumb brushing your cheek with a gentleness you didn’t expect. You leaned against his touch and closed your eyes.

“May I…” he started. “May I have a taste of you now?”

Pleasantly surprised by his romantic expression, you blushed deeply and leaned forward. You raked your nails through his wild hair, then held his face and pressed your forehead against his.

“Please.”

Raditz stole your breath with a kiss laden with electricity. Your heart soared with excitement as you began to explore one another, the press of every kiss weakening you. You melted over him, arms snaking around his shoulders. He sighed heavily into your mouth, his tongue chasing and teasing yours as he held the back of your head. Your hands curled into fists in his hair, pent up with passion.

“I need you, darling,” he said in a desperate voice.

“Let me give you what you want. Take off your armor.”

With a parting kiss, you sat back and allowed him to sit up to strip his armor. Without it, you could finally see his incredible body and the intimidating size of his bulge. You felt an immediate rush between your legs.

“Lay back for me,” you said, eying the print of his cock.

Raditz obliged, propping himself up on his elbows under the shade of the tree. You positioned yourself between his legs before kissing his lips, then began a journey down his jaw and neck. You kissed shapes into his tender flesh while your hands caressed the firm muscles of his chest and arms, stopping to snap the red band around his bicep again.

Breaths of pleasure escaped him as you touched him, working your way slowly towards the destination you both could hardly wait for. While your hands explored his sculpted abdomen, your tongue lightly dragged over his pectorals. You teased his nipple, causing a suppressed moan to rumble in his throat. You smiled and made a mental note for later.

When your fingers finally reached the band of his black briefs, you lightly traced along the waist as you kissed down the trail of black hair below his navel. Your palm began to graze over his cock print, so incredibly hard. His eyes closed with a groan. You worked your palm over him with an agonizingly light touch, then did the same with your lips. Raditz clawed into the ground, gripping the grass and growling.

“Stop teasing me, woman.”

You smiled, watching his every movement while blowing hot breaths over his cock.

“Mmm, but I love seeing you squirm like this,” you purred. “Tell me how bad you want it, pretty boy.”

He groaned. “I want your lips around my cock so bad, darling.”

“Tell me you need it.”

“Need your mouth, baby girl.”

“Tell me what else you want.”

“Want to cum in your mouth, want to fuck you ‘til you’re sore. Want to hear you scream my name ‘til everyone knows who’s fucking you.”

You bit your lip, supremely satisfied with Raditz’s response. You removed his briefs and watched his cock fall against his abdomen, heavy and thick. Saliva filled your mouth at the sight and you gave a long lick up the underside of his dick. He shuddered.

You began circling your tongue around the fat tip as your hands lightly squeezed his thighs, teasing around his signature band. You sucked his shiny head like a popsicle, letting your spit drip down the shaft. Your slender fingers wrapped around his cock, making you moan at the size and weight in your palm.

“Fuck,” you said under your breath. Raditz watched you bite your lip and stare at his stiff member with lust. “You’re so thick. Not sure if I can take it.”

He chuckled and grabbed your ponytail as you started working your hand and mouth together to suck him off. “Oh, you’ll take it. You’ll take every inch.”

You groaned in response and took him further, nearly to your throat. His girth made it difficult and your jaw already felt the strain. But Raditz’s grip on your hair said he wanted more, so you dug your nails into his thighs and forced his cock deeper. You whined and tears formed at the corners of your eyes, but the ragged moan from Raditz was well worth it. You breathed through your nose and relaxed as you choked him down until you felt his head reach the back of your throat.

“Aghhh,” he whined in pleasure. You smiled internally and let up, allowing your hand to help work his shaft. Up and down you stroked him with just the right pressure, and he made sure to let you know with feral growls. You pulled your mouth off and spit into your other hand so you could give his heavy balls attention. Your lips enclosed over one and sucked as you continued to stroke him with both hands.

“You’re sloppy,” he chuckled. You moaned and made eye contact, bringing him dangerously close to the edge.

“Mm, but does it feel good?” you asked between slurping at him.

“Ugh, you have no idea, doll. You’re so fucking good.”

The praise made you take him fully down your throat again with a quickening pace, your pussy fluttering with his every sound. The faster you could make him cum, the faster you could have him inside you. Excited at the notion, you focused your energy on finishing him. He grunted and rocked his hips in time with your ministrations. His tail, softly swirling until now, began to twitch at the tip. Growing more noisy, you could tell he was nearing his climax.

“Fuck! Just a little more!” he wailed, grip on your ponytail painfully tight.

“Look at me,” you commanded. He did as you told, and you pumped him hard, pulling your mouth off to wait for his load. With a final throaty grumble and groan, Raditz’s abs and glutes tightened as pulses of pleasure burst behind his eyes.

“Ah, fuck! That’s it!” he cried. His tail went rigid and his legs trembled as his cock spurted onto your patient tongue and you slowed your strokes to draw out his orgasm. “What a good girl,” he breathed at the sight of his cum covering your tongue. “Now swallow.”

You did as you were told and reopened your mouth to prove your obedience. He smiled and chuckled, then caressed your cheek.

“Such a good girl. Now turn around and sit on my face. Let me taste you,” he said. Heart leaping, you obeyed.

You removed your remaining armor, bra and briefs, leaving only your leg band to match his. He laid back on the grass and you lowered yourself over him, skin tingling with anticipation. He hooked his arms around your thighs and positioned you perfectly to feel his breaths on your lips.

“Goddamn,” he grumbled. “You smell so delicious.” He blew deliberate hot puffs of air onto you as his thumbs pulled you apart. You were trembling already. He started with a slow, gentle rhythm around your clit, tongue soft and pliable. You closed your eyes and whined at the sensation. As his pace began to build, you started to rock your hips against his tongue, hands on his hard abs for support.

He rolled your clit between his tongue and upper lip, then brought a thumb to your pussy’s entrance, dipping in only enough to gather some of your slippery arousal. He repeated the gesture a few times, then moved his tongue to penetrate you and started working your clit with his thumb. You moaned and laid forward, head on his lower abs. As he tongue-fucked you, you teased his cock with the tips of your fingers, causing him to jolt beneath you.

“Hah! Not yet!” he said with a shaky voice muffled by your pussy.

“Then can I watch you?” you asked. He pulled off and allowed you to turn around. Before you sat back down on his face, you kissed him, dying to taste yourself on his hot tongue. He groaned, then ran this thumb over the band on your thigh and gave it a tug.

You mounted his face, never breaking eye contact as you did so. His dark eyes were clouded with lust, just like yours. As his mouth reconnected with your clit, you grabbed his hair, hard. Raditz’s breathing grew labored as he lapped at your sweet pussy, loving the pain of you yanking his hair. His cock started to reawaken with each honeyed moan from your lips. Your tail softly brushed over his stomach while his arms guided your hips. You closed your eyes as you rode, orgasm building closer and closer to the soaring bliss.

“Ahh! So good!” you called out. “Please don’t stop!”

Raditz’s watched you as he shook his head back and forth, making your cunt pulse. Your nails gouged into his scalp.

“Oh fuck!” you squealed.

Fireworks exploded in your vision as the rush came. Raditz was captivated, staring at your quaking form above. The bliss radiated as he continued flicking at you with his tongue. You basked in the warm pleasure, sighing and catching your breath. You finally opened your eyes to find Raditz grinning underneath you.

“That was so good. God damn,” you praised as you sat back, softly stroking the hair you just had a death grip on.

There was darkness in his smile. “Think you can handle more?”

You brushed your thumb over his bottom lip, now cherry red from eating your pussy. He captured your thumb and sucked.

“Want it all.”

Raditz sat up and leaned against the trunk of the tree, pulling you along with him to straddle him. Hard once more, he aligned himself with your soaking wet entrance and teased with his cockhead.

You let the head slip into you, then lifted off, steadying yourself with hands on his shoulders.

“Me on top, again? You really are lazy,” you teased.

He snickered and sucked on your neck as you lowered yourself further down onto his dick. “I’ll put in some effort, don’t you worry.”

Raditz was thick, making you take your time despite your orgasm and overwhelming arousal.

“Shit, you’re huge,” you whined. He bit down on your shoulder as you dropped your weight over him, letting his cock fully seat inside your blissful walls. He groaned, head dizzy and abs already tight from cumming once already.

“Fuck!” he said through clenched teeth. “So tight for such a slut.”

You pinched both his nipples as you began to ride. Raditz gasped sharply, then grinned.

“I am not a slut,” you said. “You make me wanna act like one.”

“Is that right? And why is that, darling?” he purred, making good on his word as he met your thrusts with plenty of power.

“Mmh!” you cried after a particularly hard thrust. “Because I’ve always wanted a big boy like you.” Each stroke on his fat cock sent pleasure deep, satisfying your craving to be fucked.

“How about I make you feel small?” Raditz growled and rolled you onto your back. He crawled on top of you and wrapped your thighs tightly around his waist before reentering you with shocking force, making you gasp. Kissing at your chest and neck, he fucked you with thorough strokes.

“Ahh! Mm, you feel so good!” you wailed as one of his hands found your chest. He rolled your nipple through his finger and thumb, never missing a beat with his hips. His grunts and groans rumbled in his chest, animalistic and erotic. His hands wandered and gripped you all over, from your breasts to your ass and thighs. You tossed your head aside, letting him bite and suck your neck as he pounded you into the ground.

He unwrapped your legs from his waist and gripped your ankles, forcing you into a mating press. The angle change was perfect.

“Haaaahh!” you whimpered. “Yes, please don’t stop, Raditz!” His cock pulsed at the sound of his name falling from your lips in such a heated manner, so he did exactly as you requested. Cock drilling you and your nails digging into his strong arms, he fucked you until you saw stars.

“Couldn’t stop if I wanted to! Too tight!” Your tail found his and twisted together, an intimate sensation that only added to the immense pleasure.

“Cum inside, please,” you begged him, feeling the approach of your climax deep in your stomach. Despite his heavy breathing, Raditz insisted on kissing you. He grunted from his chest, grounding down through his knees to push every ounce of energy into fucking you. Bodies entwined, sharing breaths, he delivered another few powerful thrusts.

You crashed and pulsed with a cry, riding the high like an ocean wave, the breathtaking peak bright and blissful. Raditz did the same, his final pumps sending a spine-tingling shock through his entire body. His arms shook as he moaned at the pleasure, collapsing onto you in a heap of muscle and wild hair. He nestled into your bitten neck, leaving himself sheathed until the final surges of orgasm had dissipated.

He withdrew from you and rolled onto his back beneath the grand tree, the only witness to your deed. He pulled you into his side, still wanting to feel your warmth. You smiled and snuggled into him.

You caught your breaths together, listening to the gentle breeze rustling the leaves above and feeling the tingle of the sun on your exposed skin. After a long silence, Raditz chuckled.

“I don’t suppose many of your other training sessions go this way,” he said.

You smiled and looked up at his handsome features. “And what if they do? You jealous?”

He frowned and met your gaze. You reassured him by twisting your tail up with his again.

“The only thing I’m wearing right now is your leg band, big guy. I’m yours,” you said with a lingering kiss.

He hummed his satisfaction. “Good. I better not see anyone else’s marks on that gorgeous neck of yours.”

“I guess I should amend that statement,” you said with a laugh. “I’m yours, so long as you continue to fuck me like that.”

He chuckled and kissed you once more. “Deal.”

dbz masterlist

[mooestriovermind]

Read some fiction about a predatory hypnotist who was also transfem and it hit me right in the soul

[plaindangan]

Kirumommy totes need to help kaede find ideas to tease shuichi and make him pew pew his pants~! (kaede paid over 1 Billion)

Disclaimer: R18 material! If not to your liking then please do not view!

"Th-thank you, your majesty for the...more than generous donation." Kirumi said, bowing at the feet of the regal voluptuous woman. Queen Kaede Akamatsu of the esteemed Harmonia Kingdom. Lovingly referred as 'Cowede' by her loyal subjects for her fondness of wearing cow themed apparel.

"Ohohoho~" Cowede's graceful laugh echo throughout her golden chamber, practically shaking the room with its power and given Kirumi a blessing as she got to see her wide 'royal udders' shake and jiggle a bit from the display. "Think nothing of it! There's no price to pay for someone's who served me loyally...and for the problem at hand for me!"

"Ah, yes, you want to make Shuichi...ejaculate in his pants did you not?" A predatory smile appeared on Cowede's face. "Yes!!! But not just little squirts!! I want him to gush! To blow! To absolutely ruin those pants of his~ Until they're absolutely stained and unusuable!!! I need new ideas to get some fresh milk from him~" By the end of things, not only was Cowede drooling, but her tits had begun to leak milk - drenching her own bra - and Kirumi could swore it was the same situation concert her bikini bottom.

"Is that so...if it's a request then I'll do it to the best of my abilities? There are numerous solutions to your problems. For example, you could try clothed handjobs-"

"Done that."

"Perhaps a strip sho-"

"Done that, too~"

"Twerking?"

"I always do that~"

"I have a number for a good hypnotist and her establi-"

"Yep, even tried hypnosis~"

"...Whispering until he can't handle it anymore?"

"Done it~"

So clearly her majesty has been around the block for a good while and the more Kirumi rattled off options, the more clear it was that the Queen's own libido and vast experience had very much dwarfed the maid's expectations and possibilities. After a few minutes of this, Kirumi fell silent and pondered anything that could be left.

Unaware that, during this time, Cowede had taken a shining to her maid's 'physical' side, such as her own big bust that threatened to make her dress shirt pop open, and those curvy hips of her's was nothing to sneeze at as well~

"...Kirumi?"

"Yes, your majesty?"

"How would you like to make another billion yen?~"

*

When Shuichi was to be called into the royal chambers he would be instantly greeted by the Queen herself, glomping onto his left side and burying his face into her soft mega tits. In the past, that probably would have been enough to get him cream himself right then and there, but instead all it did now was just make him extremely flustered. Yet, he could handle it...

What he couldn't quite handle was another woman altogether latching on to him from the right side. Dressed in a similar cowprint bikini as Cowede, Kirumi (or should it be Kowrumi?) began to stroke at his chest and smush his face inbetween her large tits~

"Welcome to my quarters, my dear Sweetheart~ Hope you don't mind my dear Kowrumi joining in on the fun for tonight, hm? Are you enjoying yourself?"

"A-aaaaaaaaaah~"

"Hm?" Kowrumi's fingers trailed downwards to Shuichi's pants. Yep, they were absolutely soaked. "You were right. Master Saihara would eja-, ah, cum himself if I were to do this. Your wisdom was right as always, my Queen."

"Ohohohoho~ You just get these things after a while, my dear. Now...care to help me coax some more 'milk' from our guest of honor?~"

"It would be my pleasure~" Pulling down his pants, both women - queen and maid - got to work getting milk from that hung, wet, cock the only appropriate way they knew how: by rubbing their oiled up big boobs all over the aching thing until he exploded all over their awaiting faces and mouths.

For the Queen of Harmonia, and someone who get paid in interest, this was money well spent~

[writtenbynath]

Ok, let's talk

Maybe we can just have a meeting of the minds here @sweetsurrenderdoll

thanks for stealing my writing and not creditting me. The tumblr ettiquette really has gone down-hill.

So, the reason I didn't tag you when I spewed my anger is because I wanted to engage with the ideas expressed in the text without aiming any anger towards you personally. Because I don't know you. Because you are not a hypnotist who has hurt someone. Because you clearly don't know what is going on in the hypnocommunity.

I tried to read your reply, but it was such a mess of bad grammar and you trying to project things onto me and taking wild swings at me that I'm just not going to bother with it. You ended with this:

All I can say to a person that intolerant or subscribing to this intolerance is: Good luck finding a hypnotist!

And it made me realise that you're so out of touch with the hypnocommunity that you don't know who I am.

Hi, I'm Nath.

I'm a hypnokink educator. I teach Risk Aware Hypno Kink at Charmed and Beguiled. I advocate for the victims of predatory hypnotists and teach subject agency.

When I'm talking about predatory hypnotists, I mean men like Nimja and NeuralNets (what's his new name? somethingplex? I haven't forgotten about him) who use their files as a fishing net to find new victims. I won't mince too much words about it right now.

Hi, not so nice to meet you, I guess.

[daja-the-hypnokitten]

Jukebox reviews part 31! For context, see my post “A Project”     under this same tag. If you want to see a full list of his EMCSA   stories, they can be found here, sorted alphabetically.And if you want to see some of his drabbles, check out his blog at @jukeboxemcsa

 Trust in Me

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7/23/2016                                     mc mf fd

This is such a good use of a hypnosis trope, and I love how smoothly she does it. And I love how she uses her size, strength, and grappling skill to work with her use of tropes and hypnotic instincts. That all said, a lot of the sensory descriptions - especially at the end of the story - just ... *no*. They sound miserable and my brain goes "DO NOT WANT" so firmly it knocks me out of the story. 8/10 spirals 

 Uniform (Jukebox)

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7/30/2016                                     mc mf md

I don't understand latex. I just don't. So there's layers here I don't get or find hot. That out of the way, the way she just loses herself into the act of getting into uniform, into the role she takes while at work, is something I *do* enjoy quite a lot. The change from a dynamic gal who does parkour moves to get to work and wishes she'd had a Supergirl t-shirt on into a mindless pet? That is *hot,* no question. 9/10 spirals. 

 Breathe It In

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8/6/2016                                       mc ff

*laughs* the last couple of lines make this story wonderful. This is the sort of interplay I love so much: a little bratting, a lot of loss of control, and some deliciously hot brainwashing thrown in. I do wish we had more of a sense of the exact nature of the brainwashing - the problem with amnesia suggestions and third person limited narration is that we just don't get all the fun, hot details - but still. It's just good and lovely and just the sort of playful dynamic I enjoy, both in fiction and real life. And I'd never be partial to the scent of a flower being helplessly hypnotic, no, not at all. (By which I mean yes, yes I am, for Reasons(tm) ) 10/10 spirals. 

 Pussy Control

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8/13/2016                                     mc mf md

Wait, since when is a biochem lab only 2 hours long? Mine were closer to 3 hours! Electrophoresis prep and testing takes a certain amount of time, after all! As do all the other sorts of blots and chromatography columns and other things that you work with in biochem! And also, of all the classes you could skip, a lab is BY FAR the worst one. Daniel's at *best* a sloppy hypnotist, if not predatory, to not have put safeties in to make sure Mallory didn't let her schoolwork slip in ways that can't be recovered from. (Look, my degree's in biochem, this is *personal* for me now :P) The concept's hot enough - mostly, anyway - but the lack of care for a degree Mallory's spending significant money on just ... irritates me in a way I can't shake. 6/10 spirals 

 Keeper of the Flame

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8/20/2016                                     mc mf fd

This is a miss for me. It's mostly magic, in a way that doesn't work for me, and hypnotizing someone just to have a kid is ... it squicks me out. I can't rate this one fairly. 

 Fix You

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8/27/2016                                     mc mf md

Another therapist betraying a client story, another one I can't effectively rate. But if you like that trope, give it a look! 

 My Mind Is Gone

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9/3/2016                                       mc ff

This is cute and sweet and rather not ethical but like, in a tender way? In a "I care about this person a lot but also I'm horribly tempted by this so I'm going to do it in the gentlest way I know how" kind of way that I'm tentatively ok with in fiction. Especially when it's so *accidental* at first. The gals are sweet and cute and I hope that this starts a lovely relationship between the two of them 'cause I'm a romantic at heart, darn it. 8/10 spirals. 

 Afterglow

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9/10/2016                                     mc ff

Oh, this is so, so good. Not that oxytocin works like that, but still. The implications of the turning the tables on someone who was behaving a bit unethically are ... not my favourite part? but they do add to the context and the heat of it. And hey, both of the ladies seem happy enough together! 8/10 spirals 

 Radio Daze

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9/24/2016                                     mc mf ff

Well, if you're going to get brainwashed into missing a music festival, Altamont was probably the one to miss. But brainwashing people via a radio station that can be heard on the highway? that's just *begging* for trouble. C'mon, have a bit in there that encourages people driving by to change the station or something, so you don't have a pattern of people causing an accident and get people wondering what in the radio broadcast might have done it! Besides that, though, this story just doesn't quite hit for me. It  doesn't feel like there's a real change so much as a nudging of what's already there, and even that doesn't feel like something we see clearly. 6/10 spirals. 

 When I Come Around

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9/24/2016                                     mc mf md cb

*Oh,* now THAT'S a premise. Not the actual story itself - that's all well and good, superheros and magitech and shenanigans, I like it plenty fine - but the note it ends on? I want the story that follows this one. Maybe I'll get lucky and it'll come up in the next 220-some stories I have yet to review! That would be a lovely blend of desire and consent and resistence and all of it. This story's fine, another Liberty League story, and I like it plenty well, but I don't want it to just *end* here. It's so very magitech, but the idea of how she tries to resist, and what happens to her when she tries? oh, that's *fun* 9/10 spirals

[misscammiedawn]

I know I said I probably wasn't going to do this, since I didn't think my answers had changed much since the last time we did this, but then I realized they *had* changed some, and I might as well separate out some of the ways our energy shifts with each other so like... here. Have some colors based on when our energy is such that I'm feeling all sweet and submissive, vs when you're the sweet and submissive one, vs things that just are true all the time regardless of where my head's at:

When I'm the dominant one: Blue, Cerulean, Coral, Electric Blue, Mauve (well, ok, not all to myself, for obvious reasons, but y'know, when I get to borrow you for a bit, well ;) ), White

When I'm feeling subby: Blush, Crimson, Green, Lavender (minus the ableism and HP reference), Orchid (my ever-so-Fae love <3 ),

All of the time, regardless of mood: Amaranth (ok, not jealous exactly, but impressed? Stunned? floored?), Azure (ok, we've established that crush is an understatement, by like a lot), Cobalt Blue, Copper, Cyan, Emerald (still not an EEHU, but you get the point), Indigo (but only because I lack the words to truly, fully convey it), Jade (in like an ace way tho), Lilac, Magenta, Peach, Rose (think? who needs to think? I KNOW), Violet

When I'm submissive:

Blue – *snap*

Cerulean – I’d take you under in a heartbeat

Coral – … Aaaaaaand drop.

Electric blue – Good girl.

Mauve – You’re cute and sweet and I just want to keep you all to myself (well, ok, not all to myself, for obvious reasons, but y'know, when I get to borrow you for a bit, well ;) )

White – You’re blank and mindless, just like I like you.

dfhgfuigf!!! *Whimperwhimperwhimper* Thank you Miss I love you Miss thank you thank you aaaaaa!!!

-

When I am dominant:

Blush – Heheh you’re, like, super-hot and stuff!

Crimson - *bites lip in anticipation*

Green Purple – You can take me under any time, no questions asked

Lavender – You addle me so hard I [REDACTED].

Orchid – You’re beautiful and predatory and I just want to fall right in and… and… *shudder*

Oh my darling, I adore how eager you are and how much you enjoy my Fae energy and how I utilize it to make you bite your lip, squirm and fill with joy. I love you beyond all measure, lass.

-

Regardless of mood:

Amaranth – I am jealous of your hypnotist skills

Azure – You’re my girl crush

Cobalt blue – Just read the phone book to me or something, I love your voice

Copper – Whenever I see you on my dash, my day gets a little better

Cyan – You’re legit one of my favorite people

Emerald – I can’t wait for the next hypnocon when we get to hang out!

Indigo – You’re more special to me than you probably know

Jade – I want to make love to your writing skills.

Lilac – I wish you wrote more

Magenta – I don’t know where your ideas come from but it seems like a happenin’ place

Peach – My good and dear friend.

Rose – I think I’m in love with you

Violet – You make me wish we lived closer to one another.

I love you too and I wish we lived closer. I am stunned you think I should write more. Am I not wordy enough for you as it stands? I do nothing but write :p

But I'll be happy to type more if it makes you smile. I want you to smile with all my heart and soul.

Thank you for filling it out, love. I am filled with bliss and affection.

[clovisbrayai]

thinking about how a key part of card gambling and gambling in general is basically mesmerizing the guy you’re dealing to with numbers and and chips. what im saying is basically im an evil hypnotist

[erogenousmind]

Biding Her Time

It’s working Jasmine thought as her eyes locked with Laura’s. The special perfume Jasmine wore had done its job, heightening her victims senses and leaving her under the influence of her more base desires, which at this moment was Jasmine. She could hear the sex dripping from Laura’s voice as she spoke and knew it wouldn’t be long before Jasmine could take her, mind and body. All she had to do was wait

She knew what Laura was up to, of course. She knew about her abilities as a hypnotist and her penchant for seducing beauties like herself before mesmerizing them and ultimately enthralling them. That was what had attracted Jasmine to her to begin with. Well, that and her lithe and beautiful body. But the idea of gaining a slave with her own suite of useful talents held additional appeal. Jasmine had set a trap for her, offering herself as the bait through none-to-subtle flirting and was pleased to see how readily Laura had stepped into it. And, at the right moment, it would be sprung.

In the meantime, Jasmine could just watch as Laura took herself even deeper. That was the genius of Jasmine’s plan. For in trying to entrance Jasmine, Laura would naturally lull herself into a hypnotist’s trance falling into the rhythm of her subject, subconsciously building rapport. And thanks to some extra help from Jasmine, Laura would be extra suggestible. Once she had drifted deep enough, Jasmine would simply step in and take over.

Laura was clearly very skilled. Jasmine was able to take in every subtle technique she was employing. The way she held Jasmine’s eyes. The hypnotic tone and cadence of her voice. How expertly she moved closed to Jasmine, exaggerating the slight height difference, forcing Jasmine’s gaze up and making her feel that little bit smaller. Laura was a master of her art and it made Jasmine wet to witness it, imagining the helpless targets of her affection submitting to her without even knowing it was happening. Soon...

Jasmine could see the predatory heat in those deep blue eyes. Laura wanted her which just made Jasmine want her more. She was too eager, Jasmine noted. She would rush things. All Jasmine had to do was wait and the opportunity would present itself.

Laura was still speaking to her in that wonderful hypnotic lilt, but Jasmine wasn’t listening to the words. She appreciated the voice, the skill, the way Laura put her entire body into the induction. She felt herself nodding along as Laura leaned in close. Jasmine’s lips parted to receive a kiss she hadn’t realized she was waiting for. Laura stopped inches away, eyes still staring straight through her, her smile becoming taunting, seeing Jasmine’s need.

Her fingers were teasing along Jasmine’s arms now, sending shivers and tingles up and down her body, but Jasmine was focused on that kiss. She needed it, though a moment ago it hadn’t occurred to her that it was coming. Her body leaned forward slightly hoping it would help her lips find that touch they craved, but Laura just floated back. Jasmine rocked back and Laura close the distance again. Jasmine swayed on her feet and Laura followed.

She’s mirroring Jasmine realized. This was her chance to subtly take control. Manipulating their intricate dance to her advantage and claim the reward of those wonderful lips. They were moving again, speaking to her, but Jasmine was only thinking about how soft they would feel pressed against hers. They continued to sway together as Laura’s hand made it’s way up Jasmine’s back, settling gently behind her neck, guiding her swaying this way and that. Jasmine’s arms hung limply at her side.

She’s so beautiful Jasmine sighed. She would look so good on her knees between Jasmine’s legs. Or standing over a kneeling Jasmine as Jasmine stared up at her, losing herself in the task she had been given. Laura’s fingers tangled in Jasmine’s hair, providing tension along her scalp and causing her to gasp.

She’s so irresistible. It would feel so good to serve...have her serve. It would feel good to...kiss the irresistible Laura. Soon Jasmine would be able to. She just needed to bide her time. She had to wait for the right moment. She had to wait for...something. Laura’s free had was caressing her now, flooding Jasmine’s mind with pleasure, the endorphins making her feel so light. Soon... Laura leaned in, her lips next to Jasmine’s ear.

“Soon,” she whispered. That was what Jasmine was waiting for. Laura was leading. Jasmine was following. Laura would let her know when they could kiss. When she could feel the wonderful release of those lips on hers. After that, nothing else mattered. She could let go of everything then. She could serve. She could

Laura’s lips were on hers now. Jasmine had no recollection of the moments preceding that kiss, nor did she care about them. After this, there would be so much to learn. So many changes she would need to make to herself. But not now. Right now she could bide her time and relish Laura’s conquest.

[rainytigerdinosaur]

Adding to the stay away from list.

Hypdom has done a good job keeping quiet and hiding, even running the safe hypnosis Tumblr, but he's done some monstrous things. A quick check into his files reveals a lot of his predatory nature with suggestions like "once you start one of my files you can't stop until it's finished" among many others. He's slick and manipulative but absolutely don't get involved with him.

The Professor I believe is a newer one, but he's had at least one sub come out against him talking about how he uses Bambi files (avoid!) and drugs to pull girls into a "Bambi sex cult."

A few extra tips also:

Content warnings are great, but don't blindly trust them. Many predators tag their files but frequently leave out important tags or don't give proper warning to the intent of the files. You'll also see a lot of "Teehee may be habit forming, has brainwashing. Teehee wouldn't want that!" that predators use both to justify their actions ("it had warnings!") and to lure in victims ("brainwashing is sexy!"). Best practice with files is to *always* check the suggestions first or have someone else you trust check them for you. In an ideal world, we'd expect verified scripts to be attached to every file, but we're not there.

If a file has any sort of "contact the creator" suggestion, it should be viewed as a red flag. Not always is it actually a red flag, but it's very very very very common for predators to use "contact me" suggestions to find victims. (Hypdom's Sigil is a good example of this with "This is the best file you've heard" and "You're going to want to send me a message telling me how much you enjoyed this file" suggestions.)

Be safe! Vet your files and hypnotists! If something feels bad after a trance, something bad probably happened!

Any hypno sites you recommend?

I didn't know there were hypno sites! I just like the concept A LOT but I've never really like. consumed anything like that. and I like it when a story has someone get hypnotized a little bit.

[spiraleyedlore]

Amber – I crave your trance so bad

Gold - *hands you the “Best Hypnotist of the Year” medal*

Azure – You’re my girl crush

Orchid – You’re beautiful and predatory and I just want to fall right in and… and… *shudder*

Peach – My good and dear friend.

Viridian – Yes, Mistress. Anything to serve you, Mistress.

Luv ya Lore<3

thank you dear~

[daja-the-hypnokitten]

Jukebox reviews part 10! For context, see my post “A Project” under this same tag. If you want to see a full list of his EMCSA stories, they can be found here, sorted alphabetically.And if you want to see some of his drabbles, check out his blog at @jukeboxemcsa

Uninvited

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5/23/2009                                     mc mf ma

This is sweet and tender to me, or as much as interaction between some sort of fae and a human who only perceives her as a dream can be. I do wish there was more between Ben and Liora, but again this feels like it only barely skates in on the mind control - a glamour counts, but not in the way I typically expect from the EMCSA. I like this story a lot, though – 8/10 spirals

  Don’t You Forget About Me

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5/30/2009                                     mc ff

This one breaks my heart. I like sweet, sappy, romantic stories, and this ... this takes all the sweet and sappy in it and destroys it. Which is *fine* if you like that sort of thing, and I know people do. But it isn't for me. The brainwashing machine is clever, just ... the use of it is not to my taste. 3/10 spirals.

  Play the Game

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6/7/2009                                       mc ff

So much good hypnosis in this! Like, obviously the consent is bad, but it's a story and it isn't like maliciously bad, so I'll give it a pass. Setting it up so that Barbera had a chance to see Alexis work on others, getting that expectation and belief and weighting the scales was delightful. The technique is good, the pacing is fun, and the sex stuff is pretty minor! 9/10 spirals

  Surrender (Jukebox)

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6/14/2009                                     mc

Another induction, and while I can hear it being read aloud in my head, I don't actually *like* this one. First, it needs a content note - again, using arousal and pleasure to wear away resistance, a suggestion to strip, and to masturbate ending with a suggestion/command to orgasm. But also, the line "if you’re excited, if you’re aroused, then that must mean you want this" is something I think should be flagged; on the one hand, yes, it can be a hot phrase. On the other, it can ALSO be a major emotion/trauma trigger for some folk. I'd also flag it clearly as an induction that erodes resistance, as not everyone wants that. Those content notes aside, it's a solid induction that I think a lot of folk could enjoy! The approach to wearing away resistance is clever and well executed, and the pacing and flow is solid. 8/10 spirals

  Moment of Weakness

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7/4/2009                                       mc ff

A fun twist on the "unethical therapist" trope, and a solid one technically speaking. It's easy to see how Joan got to this point, and how she succumbs to the temptation. That said, I *do* wish she'd teach Lori some basic boundaries, to keep Lori safe from predatory hypnotists, but you can't teach the unwilling I suppose. I'm not a fan of the twisting therapy trope in general, so this isn't my favourite, but the way it's used here makes me like it more than I would have otherwise. 7/10 spirals

  Policy of Truth

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7/12/2009                                     mc mf md ma

This one is a lot darker than I tend to prefer, but I can see why other folk may like it. Seeing her respond physically while mentally not wanting to do what she's doing - that's not my sort of dynamic, but if you like that and abuse of corporate power, this may be your sort of story. 5/10 spirals

  Miss You

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7/18/2009                                     mc mf md

Wow, Roger *seriously* needs some therapy. And not the hypnotic kind! This is creepy and gross and all sorts of not ok, but also the sheer demonstration of *level* of control is ... in a different context, it would be hella hot. But Roger just ... makes none of it work for me. 4/10 spirals

  Kiss Me Deadly

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7/25/2009                                     mc fd

Ah, vampires! I do enjoy a good vampire story, and this one is VERY good. Her soft tone, her use of psychology over magic, the way she tempts and lures our journalist to look into her eyes ... and the speed with which her eyes capture our narrator is delightful and makes me swoon. I do wonder what happens after the vampire drinks from the narrator, but alas, we don't get to see. 9/10 spirals

  Keep Myself Awake

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8/2/2009                                       mc mf md

Magical mind control, yes. Hypnosis? Hm. Arguably more related to Hypnos than "regular" hypnosis is, anyway! It's' a clever idea and story, and I really enjoy a lot of it! Though I have to wonder if Courtney's last, desperate gamble would have worked, given it was magic, not anything scientific. Regardless, I'm gald she's happy with it, since there appears no way out of it for her. 8/10 spirals

  Listen to the Music

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8/8/2009                                       mc ff

Music as a form of induction and control? Ok, either this music is edited or there's something else in play, because that's not really how music works, but as someone who has fond memories of singing one of my partners into trance, well. It works, and it works well. I do wonder if the fact that all of the songs listed are songs that Jukebox has used for titles of his stories - "Once Bitten, Twice Shy," of course, "Jessie's Girl", heck, "Feels Like the First Time" was uploaded the week after this story - was that something Jukebox planned to do for a while? Or did the reference to the song get the title in his head? Every song I could find a title for is a song he's written a story for, though my music knowledge is much lacking so there were a few songs I didn't check. But it's a delightful conceit, even if one or two of them wasn't a song used for a title, and I do love that Jukebox did it for his 100th story.Outside of the meta-love I have for it? It's a solid story, and I enjoy seeing how Bea melts under the relentless onslaught of the music. I'd like it better if I were more familiar with the music referenced, I think. 9/10 spirals.

[britts-galaxy-brain]

I get terfs like to claim all trans women are predators, but it's painfully obvious none of us have done that, and we've brought evidence proving Lily's predatory behavior that has nothing to do with her being trans.

This is more like people twisting this defense into "trans women can't be predators at all and anyone who calls out a trans person for predatory behavior is automatically a terf". All that does is shield actual predators from accountability and makes it easier for them to continue abusing people. It also proves my theory that if Lily were a cis man, she wouldn't be getting away with any of this shit as easily as she has.

I hate to bring up Hypnotist Sappho as a comparison again, but I'm gonna do it in the hopes that it'll break through to some of these more defensive (but well-meaning) people: Hypnotist Sappho is a trans woman. She is still very much an obvious predator toward animals and children. Her being trans has nothing to do with any of that.

"allison" is the new updated name that LO made up for tara, the identity she catfished Brittany with in order to get non-consentual access to her nudes and pressure her into a relationship (something that thank god never worked). the story of tara is that after being brought back from the dead (no, really), she was arrested for possesion of CSEM and then dennounced by multiple people of being a sex offender, including children. according to the screenshots of the conversations between Brittany and tara, tara had a incestuous relationship with her underage sister. this sister later died trying to scape to reunite with tara. i think that LO slipped her hand here by mentioning an "allison's" sister at all because i don't remember her ever talking about she having one at all before. what i remember her saying is that allison was a friend of hers that was arrested for possesion and that was it. why suddenly bring up a sister who is therapy when no one would have known that existed one in the first place? why would she be being in therapy be related to allison at all if LO didn't establish a reason before? i think it's possible that LO legitimately mixed up what she already said about allison with the story she had set for tara all those years ago.

[rainytigerdinosaur]

i read patterns of predatory of hypnotist. That looks very familiar to me compared with mine. I am getting worry about this. I just want to remove stressses and he helped me lot.How can i be sure it?

It's hard to say without knowing your situation, but generally speaking if your goal is to destress and relax, you shouldn't be running into most anything in that post. I can't stress enough that if you feel something's not right or things in the situation make you feel uncomfortable, you should talk to people outside the situation and potentially get some help.

[lilmissmorpho]

Hiya! I saw your article "Not So Pretty Patterns", and I've looked at quite a bit of your tumblr. You support views in alignment with mine so I thought I would reach out. I'm just now starting to explore my hypno kink. Its a fun place to explore, but it seems like it tends to attract a lot of really shitty people. Do you have any places or circles you recommend people go to for Bimboficiation, that arn't run by predator's? I know your circle is house wife focused, which isn't my style.

The Housewife thing is just my aesthetic really. I don’t push it on others unless they want that, but if you are looking for a good group of us. Check out my friend @notthesecretsubject’s Discord. She’s a great hypnotist that like myself lives for making hypnosis a less predatory place for us all. Her server is great and super inclusive.

Other than that, chat to me anytime. If you’re new to hypnosis, you’ve come to the right place on Tumblr and as a lover of hypnosis I’m happy to answer any questions you have. 💋