#what the hypnosis triggers are. you know?

[erogenousmind]

Storytelling

There is something so enjoyable about narrating to you exactly what I am going to do. About detailing those fantasies you have shared back to you, knowing how easily they can become reality. Walking you through it step by step, letting you know how it is going to feel, how you are going to respond. And letting the story guide you exactly where I want you to be.

Because in that story, you can be wherever and whatever we want you to be in your journey. You can be so perfectly trained, responding to suggestions and triggers automatically and without thought. Your conditioning and my control so complete that your thoughts melt away with a word. You drop deep into trance, a mantra on your lips, mindlessly repeating what you are told because I have commanded it. Your own will can vanish in the face of the pure pleasure you get from every act of obedience. And you can imagine what that can feel like. What it will feel like. When you are so totally possessed.

Or maybe you can still be a neophyte as you discover what you mind is capable of. Unsure what is happening or how you will respond. Reaching out to me with your words and with your trust as you sink down into the unknown. Experiencing the joy of trying new things. The giddiness of being playful with trance. Staring in awe as your body responds to suggestions. The happy frustration as your thoughts refuse to behave how they are told. How memories can slip away. How you can be frozen or puppeted by mere words. And you imagine that wide-eyed wonder. The butterflies of finally getting to live what had once only been a dream.

Or maybe you could imagine something in the middle. Maybe you can experience the best of both worlds. Because that is one of the amazing things about being able to surrender control of yourself in such a deep way. Your memories, your thoughts, your feelings can all become so malleable under my direction. So maybe part of you doesn't need to realize how deeply brainwashed you have become. Your mind can accept the story it is told. Despite the hours of conditioning. The suggestions, the triggers, the mantras. The way we have watched your mind melt away time and time again until my voice commands your obedience and my words replace your thoughts. Despite it all, you can still believe that you are in control, that your mind is your own. That you couldn't be taken so deep into hypnosis that you would lose all independence.

And then slowly, little by little, I can demonstrate it to you. At first, you don't even realize you are being commanded. You only notice the responses of your body, unsure what is causing them. The flush you feel in your cheeks, your inability to sit still. And then you hands moving with purpose, guided by a mind that is not yours, obeying commands you do not hear. And you wonder how it can be that you have lost control. And then you are turned to me. To feel the full force of my power over you. Helplessly lost in my eyes. Staring deeply and feeling your thoughts slip away. New thoughts are forming in that empty space now. Parts of you that were hidden away emerge. Words fill your head that are not your own, but that you have repeated many times.

You feel that familiar need, though you have been made to forget just how familiar it is. You need to let go. You need to give in. Resistance is so hard. It's so much easier to drop. To sink. You know how good it feels, even if you don't remember why. You feel something building. A crescendo in your mind as the intensity of my gaze sends you deeper. And then there is a word. A gesture. A trigger so deeply embedded into you, so much a part of you, that you respond without even fully understanding what it was. What was left of your facade of control fades away.

There is only deep, mindless, obedience.

And in that wonderful place, we create the stories I will tell you. You experience those fantasies you share. The ones placed deep in your mind. You live those fantasies.

So the next time I tell you a story, you can remember exactly how it feels.

[son1c]

Tails be adding different colors and some variety to his wardrobe in some way, whether it be jackets or scarfs and the shoes- especially the shoes!- so his brother feels safe and doesn't keep being reminded of that

whatever it takes tbh

[pocket-watcher]

Hypnosis with kisses! Not sensual, but on the knuckles, fingertips, back of hand, palm, forehead, all the funs! Physically affectionate sub too pls :)

Oh anon! It would be my honour 😘

James sat in his home office muttering to himself.

“Where is it? I’ve looked over this five times…”

Renée set down a fresh cup of coffee.

“What are you murmuring about, hm?” She slipped her arms around him and rested her head on his shoulder.

“There’s a mistake in this code but I just can’t spot it.” He noticed the coffee. “Thank you, darling.” He turned and kissed her hand.

Her eyes fluttered into the back of her head for a second as trance took over.

“Hey!” She said playfully, once she’d regained her statements, tapping him on the nose with her finger.

“What’s wrong?” He turned to stand up now, and pulled her in by her waist. “Does my good girl want more kisses?”

“Noooo, no! I have stuff to do today,” she said, turning her head up to ‘get away’ from the kisses, but James had seen this move before from her.

What she wanted was for him to go for her neck.

“Darling, do you really not have half an hour to play?” He asked turning her chin to face him.

“Well… I wouldn’t mind. But only for half an hour.” She smiled mischievously.

“So can I continue?”

“Yes. Please.”

His lips met hers and James felt her melt into his arms.

He trailed kisses over to her ear, down her neck, and along her collar bone - earning pleasant hums as each peck sent her deeper and deeper under.

“This,” he punctuated each of his words with a kiss, “is why you shouldn’t be so nice to me.” Peppering kisses down her arm and to her knuckle. He supported her buckling weight, holding her tightly to him.

“Because whenever you do I tend to become… distracted from work.”

She breathed out heavily. “…not my fault. You’re so… easily distracted…” Her head was rocking from the trance.

“Oh! You little brat,” he scooped her up as she squeaked, and he carried her to their bedroom, placing her on the bed.

“You’re going to stay here.” He kissed her hand, as she sank into the sheets. “And you’re going to have a well-earned nap whilst I go and reanalyse this code for a sixth time. Do you understand?”

She sleepily looked up at him.

“Yes… sir…”

He kissed her forehead and she dropped into slumber.

[matt-is-me]

Mind Trick

cw:hypnosis,arousal

You and your friend are sitting on their couch, watching TV and unwinding after a very tiring day. You've both had a ton of work to worry about, and they think the best remedy for that exhaustion is to destress on the couch for a bit, then try out the trigger they gave you the previous day.

It was a Jedi Mind Trick suggestion, one that makes you mindlessly agree with them any time they wave their hand front of your face. You thought it was a very nerdy thing to use during a hypnosis session, but you'd be lying if you said you weren't curious of its effects.

You wanted to chill out for a bit, but there had to be a better way to do that. The TV was very boring. It was that dumb cooking show your friend always watches. You couldn't stand it, it was like watching paint dry.

"Can you please change the channel? You know how much I hate this show" , you asked, in a tired, grumpy tone.

They waved their hand.

"But you love this show, hun, you always have!"

Your previous opinion began to fade from your head, swiped away by the hand authoritavely swaying in front of you.

That.. that was true. It had always been that way. What were you complaining about? You loved to watch cooking shows! They offered a very relaxing, and informative experience, and suddenly it became impossible to take your eyes off the screen.

You continued watching with your friend for a while, excited with your newfound knowledge of how to prepare Steak au Poivre. It wasn't until both of you spent a little time relaxing your muscles that they suggested doing something else.

"Hm, I've chilled out enough. I'm in the mood for something.. diferent. Are you horny, dear?" They looked at you as they quizzed you on your arousal.

On one hand, you were a bit aroused, and it was the perfect way to destress. But on the other, you were pretty tired, and it was much easier to sit and watch the show. You needed a push, if your friend wanted this very lazy evening to end differently.

They waved their hand.

"You're incredibly aroused"

This time, you repeated their words, doing so without resistance. "I'm incredibly aroused" , you replied, the mindless tone of your voice quickly erasing your previous opinions.

That.. that was true. It had always been like that. Your tired expression morphed from sleepy to unfathomably horny. The thoughts that occupied your mind changed, from ones of curling up on the couch to sexual fantasies of your tist. Your mind grew aroused.

You began to absent-mindedly touch yourself. Nothing major, of course, but just enough to keep yourself worked up. Your friend watched your sudden shift in personality, content with how easy it was to make you agree with them.

They waved their hand.

"Your mind is extremely fuzzy"

"My mmind... fuzzy...", you replied, not even a tiny ammount of hesitation in your voice.

That was true. Your mind could barely keep a coherent thought inside your head. You began to drool your thoughts away as you touched yourself, the only noises escaping your mouth being giggles and moans. You were too dizzy to care about not being understood.

They waved their hand.

"You are really needy. You need me to tell you what to do. What to think."

"N..needyyy....", your voice trailed off, unable to repeat anymore.

That was true. You got closer to them, still touching yourself as you looked into their eyes. Your moans turned into a chorus of needy words, your mind looping the same fantasies of being blanked by your dear pal. You were begging. You had to beg.

"Pleaseee uusee meee,, nneed uu to tell me whhat ddoo.. wahhat too thinkk.. pleasepleasepleasepleaseepleasee"

"Aww, good toy!", your tist responded, a smile forming on their face as they watched your pretty head break from the pleasure.

They waved their hand.

"You're blank."

That was true. You were blank. Your mind suddenly stopped, no longer thinking anything. You froze in place, awaiting commands. You needed to be told what to do. What to think. And your tist had some great ideas~

"I am blank.", you mindlessly replied.

And just like that, with a few waves of a hand, you were gone.

[drdemonprince]

The word “vanilla” comes up a lot in your writing and it’s always with negative connotations.

I fully accept that my own reactions to it are my responsibility alone and no one is making me feel a certain way. But I do wonder if there are ways to have conversations around sexuality that don’t elevate one kind of sex over another in a demeaning way that make vanilla sex almost a running joke.

As someone with pretty severe sexual trauma history for me even having enjoyable vanilla sex is pushing boundaries. To actually be able to initiate, seek out and enjoy sex of any kind has been challenging.

The increased use and acceptance of vanilla as a derogatory term is unfortunate I think as it invalidates the experiences of many sa survivors and makes it feel like sex is only valid if it’s kinky.

In saying that having lots of friends in the kink/fet scene I know they’ve fought really hard to not have their sexual preferences demonized.

So I do understand.

I just wish my preferences weren’t always made out to be boring and dull, and thereby made me boring and dull.

This seems especially prevalent in queer spaces.

I think one of the biggest problems in how people conceive of diverse sexualities is by attempting to place all sex acts upon a single spectrum from "extremely kinky" to "tame." Under this framework, activities like PIV and oral are viewed as neutral precursors to the more racier and extreme forms of sex that a person must "work themselves up" to -- and this obscures that those supposedly neutral sexual activities can be both incredibly exciting to some, and downright disturbing and traumatizing to others.

I am also harmed by this and have written about it on this blog quite a lot.

Like you, I am harmed by the presumption that PIV, fingering, and oral are neutral sexual acts that are lower on the intensity spectrum than things like being slapped or choked. I find receiving oral to be far more intense, triggering, dysphoric, and disturbing than anything in the rape play/primal/dub con/intoxication/hypnosis realm that I enjoy -- because I like and want those things, and I do not want oral.

My problem with oral isn't that it's "boring." It's that it is fucking traumatic for me.

I also find completely un-kinky sex in general to be profoundly alienating and triggering in most instances.

I am harmed by the idea that PIV and oral are more benign, neutral forms of sex, just as you are.

I need language to articulate that the sex acts that most people view as the default are in fact alienating and disturbing to me *as a sexual assault survivor*. In fact, the most common form of sexual assault that I have experienced has been people forcing non-kinky sex on me that they assumed I had to be game for, since I liked the stuff on the more "intense" side of their imagined spectrum.

The cishet, nonkinky world has already created terminology for the views around sex that create these problems, and that's "vanilla." And so I use "no vanilla" to broadcast that I want absolutely nothing to do with anyone who holds that worldview.

I don't think expressing my boundaries (which people repeatedly and forcefully attempt to trample over in all sexual spaces, including kinky ones!) is me derogating people who do not share my kinks. I don't think I'm hurting anyone by rejecting the dominant viewpoint of society. And for what it's worth, I will reiterate again, I don't think people are boring for liking non-kinky sex.

I think that we all benefit from unpacking our assumptions surrounding what sex is or can be, and for many sexual assault survivors it is immensely healing to take pre-written societal expectations surrounding sex off the table.

It's not inherently kinky to reimagine what sexual pleasure might look like, I suppose, but anyone who is doing that kind of deep reflective and interpersonal work is already taking steps to liberate themselves from the cishet power structure that gave us the notion of obligatory "vanilla" sex.

I think that instead of feeling like the term "vanilla" is a thing that you have to defend, you might be better served by simply defending your own right to define your sexuality in whatever ways you choose.

People who are having weird hypnosis fantasy sex are not sneering at you for enjoying what you enjoy. We want you to be free and at ease in your body. What we're sneering at, when we criticize "vanilla," are the dictates that a person must have sex in a certain way, that some forms of sex are more neutral than others, and that we OWE sexual partners certain activities and sexual responses.

"Vanilla" sexual values and assumptions are the enemy of all sexual assault survivors. You don't have to be interested in any remotely freaky shit in order to benefit from us all collectively destroying the notion that certain forms of sex are the default that we owe to people. We ALL benefit from being able to reject the sex acts we do not like as loudly and proudly as we want.

[laurentidal]

Renewed

"Three! Two! One! Happy new year!!"

Fireworks erupted on the television, but Penny's mind went completely blank. The countdown paired with the shout right after activated her most important trigger.

Her eyes closed and her body went limp, falling back against the chair. This was Mark's favorite time of year.

"New year," he said to her.

"New me," she answered flatly.

Inside her mind, fifty-two weeks worth of conditioning and triggers was being erased. All memory of her trances and her mantras was disappearing. This was the Clean Slate Trigger. Ever New Year at midnight, Penny got to start over as herself. It was Mark's proudest feat.

After a few minutes, Penny awoke. She was naked and on the floor, her husband standing over her. In her mind, they had just celebrated midnight. No time had passed. Any gaps in her memory of the last year were unimportant to her. Her current nakedness was unimportant. After all, she was along with her husband. Why would she need clothes?

"Here's to one more year," Mark said with a smile.

Penny stood and kissed him. "Another great one."

Mark always let her have January to be herself. She deserved to have a month unchanged and fully awake. But February always came, and Mark absolutely loved the chance to hypnotize her anew.

Sometimes he'd be covert. Let her be confused about why he was swinging his trusty watch for her. Sometimes he'd ask. The old "You know what we should try" trick. Sometimes he'd give her a massage and lead her down with just his voice and his hands.

The result was always the same. New year. New Penny. New opportunity to watch her defenses crumble. New angle to see her eyes go glassy. New words to make her chant as she bounced up and down on him.

And the year would go by. The conditioning would build up. So many commands. So many triggers. So many things her warped mind needed to remember and needed to forget. It was hard on the mind.

Until New Years. When she could finally let it all go. And be renewed.

Shout out to @spellbounddraws for giving me the idea for this story. A great idea that I felt the need to run with.

Thanks for reading! If you are a fan of my work, consider buying me a coffee. Any contribution is insanely appreciated. 💖

[oracle-of-dream]

Sweetness

Minors DNI

Summary: After being invited to hang out with your old friends, you try playing a game with hypnotism. But things didn't go as planned...

Warnings: Male Reader, Hypnosis, Blowjobs, OT7, Slight Dubcon, Making out, Handjob

Word count: 3.1k

The rain hit the window softly as you watched Tiktoks on your phone. There was traffic so the bus was behind schedule, and the rain wasn't helping. The window was cold, your coat was warm, and your head softly bumped against the window as the bus moved through the stop-n-go streets. The video you were watching was about a man pranking his girlfriend by hypnotizing her into doing his chores, and he showed you how to do the same.

"What a load of BS," You mumbled as you let your eyes slowly drift shut.

When you woke up, your phone flashed at 6:45 pm. You promised the boys you'd be at their dorm by 6 pm, but it was almost an hour past that! Luckily the rain seemed to have lightened up, so you dashed off the bus with your hood on toward the dorm. It was a three-minute walk, but you cut it down to 2 as you rushed around the street corners and j-walked.

You knocked on the door, following the secret pattern they'd taught you. The door unlocked and you pushed your way inside the warm apartment, letting the door shut behind you.

"Guys, I'm here!" You shouted out as you took off your shoes.

The sound of footsteps came toward you as you heard them talking to each other.

Shotaro's face was the first one you saw,  but the others were right behind him. He pulled you in for a hug, "Hey man, how's it going?"

You held him tight, "It's good! The rain died down for a second so I got here without getting soaked.

"That's good because it's supposed to be a storm the rest of the night," Wonbin said as he ate some of his chips.

Everyone muttered in agreement about the storm until you'd finished taking off your shoes and hanging up your coat.

"So, ready to hang for the weekend?" You cheered.

The boys all shouted in agreement.

You'd known all of Riize from training with them. They'd managed to get into the debut group, but you didn't. Not hard feelings, they'd always call and share their experiences with you at every step to make sure you didn't miss out on anything. Since they had no schedules for the weekend, they invited you over to catch up and play around with them.

The group gathered in the living room; drinks, snacks, games, and movies were laid out for the group on the table.

"So, what's first?" Eunseok asked.

Everyone looked at you for an answer.

You sighed, "How are all of you so indecisive? Fine, I'll choose!" You sat for a minute, trying to think of something fun for everyone. Wonbin would leave if we put on a scary movie, Sungchan gets a little too competitive at games, and you were running out of stuff to talk about. But then you remembered the Tiktok from the bus.

"Hey, check this out," You pulled out your phone and showed the video to everyone. "Should we try this?"

Everyone shrugged or gave a silent nod.

"You don't believe that stuff works, do you?" Anton asked.

"Well, no... But it'll be fun to try anyway, right?"

You collected a few things around the apartment that you'd need. A cup of water, a clock, and you borrowed Sungchan's weights since you needed something heavy.

"Now we need a volunteer," You put your hand out, waiting for one of the boys to speak.

But no one looked like they wanted to be first. "

If I go first, then will someone go after me?" You begged.

They all agreed that you'd go first. Sungchan gave you the weight to hold in your lap "to ground your spirit", Anton had several watches so he picked one of his at random, and Eunseok got the glass of water.

"Okay, you need to pick a trigger word for my hypnosis to trigger, but I can't know it. So figure something out," You covered your ears as you let them discuss with each other.

Soon, Wonbin tapped your arm, letting you know they picked something.

"Alright, so now I need to close my eyes and focus on the sound of the watch. Anton, hold it to my ear. And someone else does the talking."

You closed your eyes and felt Anton put the watch near your ear. Each tick was soft, so you had to focus on it to hear it. Then you relaxed completely, focusing on the sound in your ear, the ticking echoed in your brain.

"Y/n, you're now falling under our spell. Let go and trust us," Wonbin said as he read from the script from the video. "We're now entering your mind, and you're under our control. When we say sweetness, you'll follow any orders you get. The word is sweetness. At the snap of my fingers, you'll wake up and forget about this."

There was a snap. The sound of the watch faded and you opened your eyes.

"Well, did it work?" You looked around.

Sungchan shrugged, "Let's find out." He knocked the cup of water over, spilling it onto the table. "Sweetness, could you clean that mess up?"

Without a word, you stood and cleaned the table with your shirt. Mostly pushing the water around until it was absorbed completely into your clothes. You sat back down, the members staring at you in shock, and you blinked.

"Well, did it work?" You looked around, confused by everyone's faces. You were also suddenly cold, and wet, "Hey, when the hell–"

Sungchan spoke first, "I don't think it worked. I told you not to move and I threw the water on you, and you just let it hit you. Were you faking?"

You shook your head, "You did? I don't remember that."

The others exchanged looks of surprise at their sudden revelation. You were hypnotized and didn't know it.

Seunghan leaned on the table, "Maybe we should try again?"

"On the next person, I already went," You whined.

"Sweetness, please, go get another glass of water?" Seunghan asked, holding the cup out to you.

Again, without a word, you took the cup and filled it with cold water before giving it back to him and sitting down in your spot.

"So... Which one of you is going next?" You asked, oblivious to Seunghan's devilish smile.

Seunghan yawned, "Actually, this is boring. Let's do something else, right everyone?" He looked at the group, hinting at what he wanted and they all nodded in agreement.

The group decided to move on from your hypnosis and play card games instead. Uno first.

You slapped a card down, "Uno! I'm gonna win~"

Sungchan's ears were red as he still had almost twenty cards, "Sweetness, switch with me."

You handed him your one card in exchange for his twenty. Everyone watched in awe as you did it without arguing or fussing.

When you came back, you realized your hand was heavier than a moment ago. "How the fuck!?"

Anton picked up two cards and handed them to you, "You called 'Uno' when you have too many cards, you have to pick up two more!"

"But I... I had only one card–" You scratched your head trying to remember getting to twenty.

Sungchan won the game in the next round, but everyone seemed happy he won.

Next was the scary movie, The Conjuring.

Wonbin barely made it through the first 20 minutes without crying. You were sitting next to him, trying to enjoy the movie but he kept kicking you when he was scared.

"Bin, stop! I can't enjoy the movie," You nagged.

"Sweetness? Can you hold my hand?" Wonbin asked.

You held his hand unconsciously and kept watching, only to realize you were holding it when he almost crushed it to pieces.

Seunghan looked over to you, "Sweetness, Wonbin looks scared, you should hold him!"

You crawled over to Wonbin and wrapped your arms around his waist. His face went pink as he looked you in the eyes, which were empty as if you were asleep. You shifted to where he was slotted in between your legs as he lay on the arm of the couch, being pulled into you.

"When the fuck did you get so close?" You whispered at Wonbin.

He was too embarrassed to answer, only shrugging as he tried to look at the screen.

You were already comfortable so you didn't bother pushing him off you, letting Bin get comfortable in your embrace.

Now it was Truth or Dare.

"That's lame, you guys always dare crazy stuff!" You complained.

"But you always pick the truth anyway," Sohee added.

You wanted to complain but he was right...

Shotaro whispered in your ear, "Sweetness, you should be risky. Only pick, dare, for the entire game."

You blinked as Shotaro went back to his seat, snickering to himself.

The group made Anton drink a hot sauce shot, Sungchan and Shotaro went to the bathroom together, and Wonbin dodged three challenges so he was three shots deep. Now it was your turn.

Anton asked, "Y/n, Truth or Dare?"

You opened your mouth, "Dare." You waited for your friends to boo you for picking the truth again, but then you realized what you'd said. "No, wait–"

"Too late! You said dare!" Shotaro cheered.

"I dare you, to kiss your favorite member," Anton blushed as he gave you his dare.

"No way! I'm not kissing any of you," You reached for the Soju bottle, but Eunseok stopped your hand.

"Sweetness, kiss a member, anyone," He muttered.

You leaned over to Sohee and kissed him on the lips, earning cheers from everyone as you realized what you'd done.

You recoiled and rubbed your lips, "I didn't mean to kiss you– Hee, I'm so sorry!"

Sohee's face was already red, "No no, it's okay! I'm glad to know I'm your favorite."

Wonbin started pouting, his face with a drunken glow. "I want a kiss too, y/n," He leaned toward you.

"Y-You've had too much to drink!" You pushed him back to his spot.

"Sweetness, kiss me, now!" Wonbin whined.

You crawled to him and kissed him.

"Sweetness, keep going! Kiss him more!" Someone else cheered.

You and Wonbin were making out in front of everyone. He tasted like yogurt soju and strawberry lip balm, and his hair tickled your face.

"Sweetness, me too!" Eunseok chirped.

Immediately dropping Wonbin, you climbed onto the couch. You straddled Eunseok and kissed him passionately, more than you had with Wonbin. Eunseok's eyes squeezed shut as he held your waist.

"Uh, guys, I don't know. This is getting a little much," Sungchan shifted in his seat. "Maybe we should stop."

"Or you're being no fun! Maybe you want some too!" Seunghan pulled you away from Eunseok, "Sweetness, Sungchan needs kisses too. And make sure to make it good for him."

"Hey-" Sungchan tried to protest but you were already on him before he could. You slipped your tongue into his mouth, moving your hips as you pressed yourself into him. Sungchan's muscular arms landed on your waist, pulling you closer to him as he crushed you. You let out a soft moan from the pain but persisted in kissing him.

Sungchan was enjoying the moment, until he felt your hand worm its way down to his belt to remove it, "Wait, wait– Sweetness stop!"

You snapped out of it, in Sungchan's arms with warm lips.

"What the fuck just happened?" You asked, eyes wide.

The members looked around with panicked expressions.

"Well, you see... I– Um," Sungchan tried to explain while still holding you.

Wonbin, still very drunk, says, "Sweetness, have you ever sucked a cock? You have the lips for it."

"Never," You answered.

"We should fix that, and everyone else here wants to play with you..." He mumbled as he passed out on the table.

"Fix what? Play with me? Someone better spill," Your expression started to form anger.

"Sweetness, forget what he just said! He was joking!" Sohee said, panicked.

You blinked, and held your head, "I think I had too much to drink guys... My head is killing me, and my lips burn. Maybe I should call it a night."

The group agreed. Seunghan helped Wonbin to his room with Sohee and Anton. You slept on the couch while everyone else went to Sungchan's and Shoato's room.

"Okay, we need to set rules here," Sungchan warned. "We can't tell y/n about tonight! Then we'll all be killed."

"I didn't even do anything," Sohee raised his hand.

"You made him forget!"

"I panicked!"

"Which means you're just as bad as us," Seunghan reminded.

"So, no telling him. What else?" Sungchan asked.

Anton spoke, "Maybe, don't let other people say it around them. Like if it happens, give a quick and simple command?"

Everyone nodded.

"Until we figure out how to undo that, we'll have to keep our eye on them. And also, no using them like a maid! Just because he can do our chores doesn't mean he should," Sunchan commanded.

"Wait, does it count if he says it, or reads it?" Eunseok asked.

Everyone paused at the thought. No one had thought about that.

"Someone text him, he'll look at his phone," Seunghan ordered.

Anton whipped his phone out.

A: Sweetness, can I have a picture of you?

YN: No, wtf? What's with Sweetness?

A: Nevermind, forget it

"He's okay if he reads it."

"Noted. Tomorrow morning, we figure out how to fix him," Sungchan clapped to dismiss everyone.

Everyone went back to their rooms– Wonbin was dead asleep in bed.

You woke up to the sound of someone in the kitchen. You sat up to see Wonbin getting a glass of water.

"Binnie? What time is it?"

Wonbin looked at his phone, "It's not even 5 am yet, go back to sleep."

"Wait, can I talk to you?"

"Sure, what about?"

"What exactly happened last night? There are gaps I can't remember, super brief ones, but I really can't put it together."

"You want the truth?"

You nodded.

Wonbin sighed, "We did hypnotize you. They used your trigger word so you'd do as they told you. But things got out of hand... You started making out with us."

"That wasn't me–"

"I know, it's all our fault, and you have every right to be mad," Wonbin lowered his head.

"So y'all told me to make out with y'all?"

He nodded solemnly, "I'm sorry for taking advantage. It was wrong. And I know all the members feel the same."

"Well, at least it's over, now that I know it means the hypnosis is over."

Wonbin's head shot up, "Really?"

You nodded, "Once a person knows they're being hypnotized, it usually breaks it– But don't tell the others yet. I want to see what they'll do."

Wonbin nodded, "It's only fair you get us back. Should I test it?"

You nodded.

"Sweetness, I've been bad, slap me."

You slapped Wonbin's cheek.

Wonbin rubbed his face in shock, "You're still hypnotized!"

You laughed, "No, I'm not. You deserved that." You sent him to bed with his painful reminder not to mess with you as you plot your revenge for the next day. It wasn't long before someone else came into the living room.

"Y/n, are you awake?" It was Sungchan.

You rolled over, pretending to sleep.

"Please forgive me later... Sweetness, can I have a kiss?" He muttered.

You sat up and held your hands out to him, waiting for him to get closer. When he did, you pulled him in for a kiss.

"Whoa, it's even better than before– It's like you really... mean it." Sungchan sat on the couch with you, "Sweetness, take off your shirt."

You stripped off your shirt. Normally you'd cover yourself shyly, but you had to keep up the charade longer.

Sungchan touched your torso, admiring it before he stripped off his shirt. "Sweetness, I... I love you. And, I want you to say it too."

You swallowed, and your throat ran dry at hearing him confess to you. Originally you were going to stop before things got too far, but you didn't have the heart to break character. "I-I love you, Sungchan."

"Call me, Sungchannie."

"Sungchannie."

You watched as his hand slipped down his pants as he rubbed his cock, "Say you love me again, say 'I love you, Sungchannie', do it now, Sweetness."

"I love you, Sungchannie..." Your breath hitched as you repeated the sentence.

"Sweetness."

You held your breath, listening for his next command. You weren't hypnotized anymore, but you wanted to listen to him.

"C-Can you suck me off?" He stuttered.

"Y-Yeah," You replied, with big eyes.

Sungchan almost jumped when you answered, "Y/n! You're not– You're awake! I, uh–"

You covered his mouth, "Don't tell anyone. This will just be you and me..." You slipped your hand down his pants and took over stroking his cock.

"Why?"

"I don't know."

"Were you pretending the whole time?"

"No, just this time I was."

Sungchan nodded his head, understanding it wasn't time for more questions as he watched you lower your head.

"Can I... make you act like you're hypnotized?" He asked

You smiled devilishly, "Say the magic word then."

"Sweetness, suck it. Now," His voice got deeper as he shoved you down, forcing his cock down your throat.

You started sucking on his tip as you looked up with big cute eyes. He can't help but push up into you, fucking your mouth. Your eyes watered and you gagged at every thrust. Anyone could walk into the living room, hearing the noise, but Sungchan didn't care. His voice started to slip out of his mouth in soft moans.

He lets go of you to let you catch your breath. Spit dripped down your chin as you breathed heavily. He had to cover his mouth but wanted to fuck your throat again too, you put his dick back in your mouth. Looking up again and keeping eye contact. Sungchan's free hand stroked your head, praising you silently.

Your eyes watered, your chin covered with spit as you gagged like crazy. You chase your orgasm as you moan and rub your cock in your pants. After only a few seconds, you let out a stronger moan as you finish in your pants. Sungchan was quick to follow.

"Sweetness, swallow it!" He commanded.

You dutifully swallowed every drop, not letting any go to waste. You released him with a loud pop, and Sungchan's head was spinning.

"Holy shit... You're way too good at that," He complimented. "Now, go back to sleep, Sweetness. We can talk in the morning."

You laid down like you were going to fall asleep and Sungchan left the room, not realizing someone had been watching him...

[cmd1095]

Descend Ever Deeper

(Content/notes - this script will assume you have read "Descend into my Control", it will not include new triggers but will use the established one from my last script.

Reading this will begin the path to being brainwashed and conditioned into my submissive. Includes fractionation and suggestions to feel pleasure when praised.

As with the last script you will be commanded to reblog the script at the end and comment.

As with all hypno scripts, please get comfortable and ensure your privacy before reading. This is going to be a long one, and a bit intense.)

Welcome back my adorable submissive readers

You all did oh so well with my last script, so many of you read and followed the spirals as your thoughts spun round and round and down and down.

So many of you reblogged it, wanting to spread my words. Spiralling my influence out across the site. So many commented how good this made you feel

And I bet so many of you were eagerly awaiting what came next, knowing I could make you feel even better.

After all, if I could make you feel oh so good with just one hypnosis script, what might I be able to do with two? Five? Ten? What kind of pleasure could you be given if I kept writing more scripts, more of my hypnotic words, drawing you deeper and deeper into my control.

I mean, I haven't even used your trigger, or included a spiral, but you're hanging on my words aren't you my dear submissive? Because you know it's coming, you're anticipating it. We both know why you're here

We both know you want to be dropped, brainwashed, conditioned with pleasure and praise and triggers until your resistance crumbles. And so you read and read, your anticipation growing

Growing

Spiralling out of control

Waiting for the three words you know I'm gonna say

Ready to

just

Spiral down now

Good submissive

Dropping right back down into trance for me

That trance you've been craving

Spiral down now

such a simple trigger isn't it?

It's both a trigger and a description of what you do when you hear it

Because you don't just drop all the way to the bottom instantly

It's a slide, that feeling of trance washing over you as your mind spirals down. The more it succumbs the faster the downward spiral goes

Following the words and continuing to slip

down

down

and down some more

spiralling down and down now

round and round

the more you spiral down now

the more you want to spiral down now

So obedient, so blank, so open to my words

Until suddenly you stop sliding down, and start to spiral up

as I count

1

2

3

4

5

Awake again, mind fuzzy from having dropped, but your thoughts stable and coherent.

You see being brainwashed and obedient isn't just about being dropped.

Any hypnotist worth their salt can drop a silly subby mind like yours, and you'll follow their words and do as they say because that's what you want.

No being brainwashed is more than just dropping

It's about Control

Controlling your actions sure

But also your thoughts, the depth of your trance, whether you're in trance at all

Spiral down now

down and down again

thoughts pulled right out of that head of yours into the spiral

dropping down

spiralling around and around and down and down

Open to my words

Deeper and deeper

And then drifting up on my count, mind following the numbers and waking on 5

1

2

3

4

3

2

3

4

5

And awake again

Did that feel a bit different?

Did you feel your mind following the numbers both up and down? Going where I told it to go?

Being Controlled

Not just dropped or awoken, but captured, dragged around by words, helplessly following, obeying, submitting

Spiral Down Now

Down down down

Right back into trance

Into obedience

into my Control

Mind open to my words again

Knowing I can wake or drop you at my whim

Or even do something in between

Follow the numbers again my adorable submissives

Remember now, the higher the number, the closer you are to waking, but you wake on 5

1

2

3

2

1

Oh did you think I was going to wake you this time?

Silly submissive

You don't think

You obey

You are Controlled

Your thoughts and expectations are mine to control

To change

To bend to my will

Follow the numbers again

1

2

3

2

1

0

1

2

1

2

3

3

4

5

And awake again, dazed and refreshed, thoughts released from their shackles for a moment

But only for a moment

You know that don't you?

What I'm doing to your mind

I didn't try to hide it, I put it right in the content description

You're being brainwashed

I'm taking control

your thoughts, your actions, the depth of your trance

conditioned to respond to my words

I told you this, and you chose to read on

So I know you want to

Spiral Down Now

No spiral gif this time, just drop

See the spiral in your own mind

Feel it drawing your thoughts in like a whirlpool

Spinning them round and round

down and down

A brainwashed subject doesn't need a gif to drop

Only the words of a hypnotist

You hang on those words

You obey those words

You are Controlled by those words

Your mind dragged up and down through trance

Up and down

Round and round

deeper and deeper

More and more controlled

Hypnotized

Conditioned

Brainwashed

Follow the numbers again, but I'm making it harder this time, we're going between 1 and 10

10 wakes you, 1 is fully entranced

Even more numbers, even more control

You know how to play, know how to obey

1

2

3

4

5

6

7

6

5

4

3

4

5

6

5

6

7

8

7

6

5

4

3

2

1

2

3

2

1

2

3

4

5

6

7

8

9

8

7

6

7

8

9

10

And awake once again

Did you follow along my submissive? Rising up and sinking down at my command?

Nod your head if you did, up and down just like your mind

up and down

Very good!

You're doing soooooo well~

I'm very pleased with you, and I take very good care of submissives who please me

Spiral Down Now

Good submissive

Down and down and down and round and down and round and round and down

thoughts spiralling down down down

round round round

Your mind is probably a bit frazzled by now

being brainwashed

And I'm so so proud of you

for following this far

for obeying

for conditioning yourself

It's time to reward you

Go all the way down now, don't worry about needing to wake and fractionate this time just go down and down

Spiral down now

Thoughts and resistance sucked away

sucked into the spiral

mind opening up to programming

Good submissive

Doesn't it feel nice when I say that?

Knowing you pleased me?

I bet it does

because you're a good submissive

And that's what you crave

You want to obey and be praised

And you will be

Spiral down now

The deeper you go

The more you obey

The more I'll praise you

And being praised feels so so GOOD

From now on, whenever I praise you

You're going to feel pleasure

Because you're a good submissive

And that's what you do

It's what you crave

To be brainwashed

And to be Rewarded with Pleasure

Good Submissive

You've done so well today

Obeyed and been brainwashed so much

But it's time to give your mind time to recover

I don't want to break your adorable subby mind

Not yet anyway

After all you can't play with a broken toy

I just want to condition and brainwash you

And I've done quite a bit of that for one script

SO then, my adorable little submissive, it's time to wrap things up

Just like last script, once I wake you, you'll reblog this script and comment how you feel.

Good submissives spread the words of their hypnotist so others can feel just as good

Now we're going to play follow the numbers one last time

We'll set the waking at 5 again

Ready?

1

2

3

4

3

2

3

4

5

Wake up

All the way up this time

Thoughts stable and coherent

Released from my hold for now

Relaxed and refreshed

You did very well today

And I look forward to brainwashing you even more in the future

But for now go and enjoy your day, let your mind rest

Knowing you're such a good submissive

[hypno-gears]

Hey, you know what would be cool?

Hypnotist ASMRtist.

She lures you in by promising relaxation and a good night's sleep via ASMR, only for you to wind up helplessly under her power, mesmerized by those "oddly satisfying" visuals, soft whispers and the gentle tapping of nails.

Your mind crumbles like the bar of soap she's cutting with a knife.

So many things can trigger ASMR. Tapping, crinkling bubble wrap, slime, even makeup brushes against your face. An ASMRtist could hypnotize you with literally anything, like a master of hypnosis.

Ooo, and she implants a suggestion deep in your mind: Whenever you feel the sensation of ASMR, you'll slip down into her trance. That tingly, electric feeling sends a chill down your spine, shutting off your thoughts so you go rigid when she whispers in your ear. Deep in trance, ready to obey.

[rasenko-tsudzu]

On Limits

CW for serious discussion! This isn't a teasy post, sorry! I'm still talking about hypnosis stuff, so keep that in mind!

I don't know what exactly prompted me to say this, but:

Any limits you have are entirely valid and nobody can take them away from you.

People fantasise about having their inhibitions taken away. And that's fine! You can fantasise about whatever you want! And as long as you and anyone else involved is ok with it, you can make that fantasy as close to reality as you want! But! There is a difference between "I want to be seduced/hypnotised/convinced/'forced' to break this inhibition" and someone genuinely breaking a limit.

Sometimes it's an accident, and that's ok! Misunderstandings happen, and most people get that. However! This is usually very easy to avoid! Check people's limits before you do things with them! But even that alone isn't the whole story. Sometimes, people just don't feel like things right now, or change their minds, and that's ok too! You can totally like something a lot one day and not find it appealing the next, that's a part of experimentation and the way we develop as people!

Hypnosis is fun for a lot of us precisely because of how open and malleable it makes us. It's fun to be helpless like that! But the reason we can afford that vulnerability is because of a fundamental level of trust. If someone breaks that trust, you don't owe them anything. Your mind is an important thing! It can be fun to pretend it isn't, but it is!

You might run into a situation where someone asks you to do something you aren't sure you want to do. You feel good, because you're hypnotised and you like that, but don't let that feeling good make you do things you ABSOLUTELY DO NOT WANT TO. This is especially for those who are new to this! Some people are, unfortunately, cruel and exploitative, and will try to use that good feeling in ways that are genuinely immoral. Here are some red flags to watch out for:

Someone who tries to put you into a trance whenever you disagree with them on liking something. I don't mean in the bratty way where you actually really want to give in but put up a resistant front, I mean in the genuinely "I'm going to change your mind regardless of how you feel" way as if they can bypass your desires entirely.

Someone who complains about how restrictive your limits are or says you're a bad person or a prude or anything like that because you won't try things you aren't comfortable with.

Someone who you don't know at all who thinks hypnotic triggers are like a magical spell they can use to do whatever they want to you or that one glance at something vaguely hypnotic will make you so mindless you'll ignore how creepy they are.

This may seem obvious, but it's sometimes hard to think clearly if you're entranced and blissful and overlook how manipulative some people are being.

Also, always remember that you can take things back! Consent only lasts as long as you want it to! You don't need to justify yourself. You can decide what you like and what you don't, and change it as your feelings change or situation changes, and a respectful partner will understand and accept it. You can have different limits for different people, or be largely open and have very specific limits even if they're uncommon ones, and that's fine. You don't have to let people call you things you don't like, even if it's just a gut reaction. You don't have to let people sexualise you in one way even if you enjoy it when they do another way.

Anyone who tries to tell you that your limits aren't important, or are dumb, or contradictory, or hypocritical, or anything like that shouldn't be listened to or trusted. It's all right to be confused by someone's limits and try to better understand them. It's ok to find that someone's limits aren't compatible with your wants. But never, ever let tell someone tell you that your limits don't matter.

[spitdrunken]

ugh i NEEEEED more of ur hypnosis content w/ vox!! he goes to waste in the hands of people who have NO IDEA how fucked up and sexy an insecure manipulative control freak stalker with mind control powers is <3

so far, u r the only writer who truly understands his rancid vibe

im glad i am feeding into the EXACT brainrot you want because it's the only brainrot i adore for vox LMAO he's a fucking loser <33

notes: yandere, hypnosis, manipulation

He tries to be so suave about how he's pulling you in, like it's some genius master plan of which he's pulling the strings behind the scenes. But, let's be honest with ourselves here, it's just kind of patchetic. If he's truly as charming as he attempts to portray himself, why would he even have to hypnotise to you in the first place? It's absolutely a 'him issue. Because even if you were to fall for him hook, line and sinker, prostrating yourself in utter adoration every day, he'd still put so-called 'safeguards' in place.

Vox would prefer to start with some smaller triggers. Sure, it'd be possible to have you immediately believe you're in love with him... But that doesn't feel like it's a victory well-earned. It leaves a bad taste in his mouth. Instead, he starts more subtle, leaving triggers through temporarily taking over the screen of your phone.

You think your screen is just glitching out for a moment when it flickers from red to white for a couple of seconds. What you don't know is that you simply don't remember the message left for you in between. He'll plant a seed in your mind, something small, like making you think of him every time you see the colour blue. To you, the association between him and the colour doesn't even register, so, perhaps you'll start to wonder as to why you're thinking about him so often- Perhaps you'll start thinking you have feelings for him.

He'll put you in a trance while you're around your friends or your partner, all because you do something as simple as checking your phone for directions. You end up coming to, alone, vague memories of snapping at your friends and saying horrible things to them flickering through your mind... But why would you do that? It doesn't make any sense! You hadn't been upset at all. But yet, you'd done it, and you keep pushing away everyone around you further and further.

You start to become paronoid, starting to lose your trust in your perception of reality. Memories start slipping through your fingers like sand, and you return to your senses to a long string of texts to nearly all of your contacts, that ends with you blocking them. You know you're in Hell, but your life was already shitty enough. This seems to be a bit too much. You think you're losing your mind.

Of course, it's when you are about your absolute lowest point when sweet, sweet Vox swoops in to save you from yourself. Perhaps you can't trust yourself any longer, but you can trust him... Can't you? A mere snap of his fingers is all that it takes to have you mindlessly nodding along.

[fizzybin]

My immortal

⛧°。 ⋆༺𐕣 𖤐 𐕣༻⋆。 °⛧⛧°。 ⋆༺𐕣 𖤐 𐕣༻⋆。 °⛧⛧°。 ⋆༺𐕣 𖤐 𐕣༻⋆。 Paring | Vampire!Yunho x Human!female reader Word count | 5,778 Tw | This is not your normal lovely dovey vampire fic! or any of humanity. now on to the trigger warnings, Manipulation, implied love bombing well not implied its there, blood and biting (its a vampire fic what did you expect?), hypnosis ˡᵉᵗ ᵐᵉ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ᶦᶠ ᵐᶦˢˢᵉᵈ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗʰᶦⁿᵍ ᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ᶦ ᵖʳᵒᵇ ᵈᶦᵈ Rating | NC-17 playlist if wanted (songs in order) | Romance - Varials Relay - Trauma ray prayers/triangles - Deftones Descending - sleep token ⛧°。 ⋆༺𐕣 𖤐 𐕣༻⋆。 °⛧⛧°。 ⋆༺𐕣 𖤐 𐕣༻⋆。 °⛧⛧°。 ⋆༺𐕣 𖤐 𐕣༻⋆。

Despite the fear that always lingered in the back of your mind, you couldn't help but love your boyfriend, who happened to be a vampire. He was still the same loving, protective and charming guy you fell for, even with his supernatural nature. Standing tall at 6'2", he towered over most and his striking features were undeniably beautiful. But what drew you in the most was the way his eyes sparkled when he looked at you, as if you were the only thing that mattered in his immortal life.

Despite his vampiric nature, he defied the stereotypical image of Dracula. His pale white skin may have hinted at his blood-drinking tendencies, but he could withstand the sun's rays for extended periods of time unlike other vampires. The myth of holy objects being able to repel him was just that - a myth. But what truly set him apart were his deep, piercing red eyes that seemed to glow in the darkness. And his hands and forearms - they were black as night, with sharp claws that could shred through flesh like paper. But alongside his inhuman strength and speed, he possessed another gift - the ability to hypnotize and control the human mind, bending them to his will with a mere glance

You nestled comfortably onto his lap, seeking refuge from the mundane movie that played on the screen. Your fingers danced over his hand, tracing patterns and shapes as he watched with amusement. He noticed your lack of interest in the movie and paused it, turning his attention fully to you. With a gentle touch, he tilted your chin up to meet his gaze, a smile spreading across his lips at the sight of your playful expression.

“Is the movie not to your liking, darling?”

“Hmm? It’s ok you like it keep watching it”

His questioning gaze meets yours as you try to assure him that it's okay, that you're enjoying the movie. But he can sense your hesitation, knowing that you're just trying to spare his feelings. He sets the remote down on the coffee table and gently cups your face in his hand. His thumb traces circles on your cheek as he studies your expression.

“Darling, you were just playing with my hand and staring at the wall, I’m not that thick headed.”

“Yeah but you like this movie, watch it”

A heavy sigh escapes his lips as he shakes his head in disappointment, but he still pulls you closer to him. His warm breath tickles your skin as he speaks, "What's the point in watching it if you're not enjoying it?" His forehead meets yours, and a shiver of electricity shoots through your body. His sharp, black nails trail down your cheek in a gentle caress. "But…you like it, and that's all that matters," you said with a small smile.

He hums softly as his hand slides along your jawline and down to the curve of your neck, tilting your chin with gentle force. His eyes meet yours in a captivating stare, a smirk playing on his lips.

"You're the most important thing to me," he says with a low chuckle before leaning in to press light kisses along your jaw and neck. You can feel the faint scrape of his fangs against your skin, knowing he's intentionally teasing you with them.

He gently nips at the skin on your neck with his fangs before pulling away, a mischievous smirk on his face as he licks over where he just bit. He wasn't breaking the skin, of course.

"Oh? Have my fangs taken away my darling's words?"

"Are you feeling hungry or something?" you asked tilting your head a bit, he chuckles at your question. It's endearing how unaware you can be at times. The thought of being hungry does cross his mind as he runs his tongue over his sharp teeth, but he would never drink your blood without your consent. At least, that's what you think

“Perhaps, but that’s not why I’m teasing you darling,” he whispered seductively, his lips lingering on the curve of your neck. “I just can’t resist playing with you, my dear.”

You felt a shiver run down your spine as he pulled you in closer by your waist, his touch sending tingles through your body. He continued to gently nip at your skin, leaving kisses and tiny bites along your collarbone and shoulders. His sharp fangs grazed your flesh, a delicious mixture of pleasure and pain.

He bit down harder on a sensitive spot, his teeth sinking into your skin with a hint of force. You squirmed beneath him, letting out a soft whine as the sensations coursed through you. His hand moved to hold your chin up, his dark eyes searching for any signs of arousal.

He wanted to hear you moan, to know that he was affecting you in all the right ways. With each nibble and nip, he pushed you closer to the edge of desire. And from the way you responded to his touch, he knew he was succeeding.

A satisfied chuckle escapes his lips as he witnesses your reaction to his touch. It is one of his greatest pleasures, seeing how you respond to him - be it through his words, or the way he holds and plays with you.

"You told me to watch the movie, yet here you are," he teases, "a whining mess from my mere touch."

"Shut up," you retort playfully, unable to stop yourself from smiling as he continues to laugh. He pushes you down onto the couch, pinning you underneath him as his body hovers over yours. His smirk is evident on his face, revealing his sharp fangs in all their glory.

"Try me, darling," he growls, his eyes glinting with a dangerous gleam. You immediately regret your flippant remark as he advances towards you, pinning you against the wall with a force that takes your breath away.

"I-I didn't mean it like that," you stammer, trying to push him away. But his grip on your wrists is unbreakable, his strength overwhelming.

"Too late," he sneers, a sadistic grin spreading across his face. "I love seeing you scared and flustered, it's adorable."

Panic sets in as you realize just how much power he holds over you. You whimper and plead for him to let you go, but he only laughs at your distress.

"Not until I'm done playing with my little darling," he snarls, his grip tightening even more. You can feel his hot breath on your neck, sending shivers of fear through your body.

“No, I like you right here, under me, all while being a whining mess over me pinning you down, it’s cute, love.”

"No, no, I really mean it, stop!" He tilted his head and leaned in closer, his breath tickling your skin and sending shivers down your spine. "You can say one thing, but your body is saying something else, darling." He chuckled at your reaction as he continued to lightly nip and suck at your neck. "Yunho, please stop," you pleaded, but he only let out a small hum in response. He found that sensitive spot on your neck again and began to focus on it, wanting to hear you whimper once more - that sound that drove him wild with desire.

“And why should I? I like having you like this darling, and you sure do make it look like you’re enjoying it.”

You shook your head, attempting to appear calm and collected while your voice trembled with fear. You didn't want to act flustered or bratty, but you couldn't help feeling scared. "Y-Yu… please," you pleaded, your tone now soft and fearful. That seemed to snap him out of his teasing mood. He looked at you, his expression filled with concern.

He released your wrists and instead cupped your face gently in his hands.

"Please, my dear," he cooed, his grip tightening on your wrists. You whimpered, desperately hoping for a release from his grasp. But he could see the panic in your eyes, and it wasn't just because he was restraining you. He knew that his manipulative powers were fading, and soon you would return to your independent thinking.

His fingers move gently through your hair, trying to calm you and assure you that you are safe. He slowly moves away from you, allowing you to sit up. His gaze remains fixed on you, full of concern. You rest your head in his lap, reaching for the remote and pressing play on the movie again. "Let's just watch your movie," he says, not taking his eyes off of you. As he sits up more, he delicately cups your face and turns it towards him, making sure you are looking at him as he speaks.

His voice was soft, barely above a whisper, as he spoke. His thumb caressed your cheek gently, leaving a warm trail in its wake. "Don't dodge my question," he said, concern etched into his features. "I thought you were okay with me pinning you down. Why did you act so scared of me? Did I go too far?"

You hesitated before answering, unsure of how to express your thoughts. He tilted his head, his worry growing as he tried to understand.

"It's not that…" You trailed off, unsure of how to continue. But he pressed on, his eyes searching yours for an explanation.

"Then what is it? What made you so scared?" His tone was gentle, but the concern in his voice was palpable.

"I don't know…you just did it so quickly and for a moment, I thought…" You stopped yourself, not wanting to finish the sentence.

He froze upon hearing your words, guilt washing over him. He knew how frightened you were of his true nature as a vampire. And here he was, trying to playfully tease you and ending up scaring you instead.

Letting out a heavy sigh, he gently pulled you onto his lap and held you tight against his chest. "I'm sorry," he whispered, regret lacing his words. "I never want to make you feel afraid or used."

“It’s okay…do you want me to get you a cup of blood or anything?”

“No no, I’m alright….”

he gently runs his hands through your hair, just gently holding you against him, it was so rare to see you so shaken up, he could hear your heartbeat, still fast and clearly shook up from earlier

“Are you sure you’re alright love?…”

“Mhm..”

he still didn’t look away from you, looking down at you and noticing the way you kept your head down. He wasn’t stupid. he knew you were lying, He gently grabbed your chin, lifting your head a bit to look at him

“Doll, please don’t lie. I know you’re not okay“

"I'm just going to go to the bedroom, you can stay here and watch TV," You announced, getting up from his lap and making your way to the bedroom. He didn't say a word as he watched you disappear behind the closed door. As he leaned back on the couch, he couldn't help but feel guilty. He knew you were still shaken up, yet he couldn't bring himself to comfort you. Meanwhile, you laid in bed, trying to fall asleep despite the turmoil swirling inside of you. Should you be angry with him? Or should you understand where he's coming from? The inner conflict kept you awake for hours.

he ended up finishing the movie. He spent a few more minutes just sitting on the couch, he wasn’t in the mood to watch another movie. He slowly got up from the couch and walked over to the bedroom, opening the door, only to be met with the sight of you asleep, he couldn’t help but smile a. bit before gently crawling into bed with beside you and pulling you close to him

He lovingly brushed strands of hair away from your face before pressing his cheek against your neck. His hand tenderly caressing your arm as he pulled you in closer, fitting his body against yours. He had an intense desire to be near you, to have you in his arms and keep you safe. As you started to stir awake, you could feel his fingertips gently tracing your skin.

As his fingers delicately trailed over your skin, you stirred in his arms. He lifted his head and gazed at you with a tender expression.

"Hey…sorry, love. I didn't mean to wake you," he murmured softly.

Sitting up, you gently pushed his hand away. His face fell with confusion and a hint of hurt as he watched you retreat from his touch.

"Love?" His voice held concern as he too sat up, studying your face. "What's wrong?"

You hesitated before finally speaking up. "I want to sleep alone tonight. I'm just going to go to the living room."

His eyes widened in surprise at your unexpected words. "Wait, why? Did I do something?"

Shaking your head, you replied softly, "No." With that, you got up and left the bedroom, making your way to the living room. He sat there, perplexed and hurt by your sudden rejection. It was clear that he couldn't understand why you didn't want to share a bed with him or be touched by him. The gap between you seemed to grow wider as you retreated from each other's presence for the night.

With a deep, heavy sigh, he reluctantly rises from the bed and trudges after you to the living room. His heart aches with confusion and hurt as he watches you settle comfortably onto the couch.

"Yunho," you say, and he stops in front of you, bracing himself for whatever words will come next.

"Please," you plead, your voice cracking with emotion. "Let me sleep alone tonight." His jaw tightens as he battles the urge to protest, trying to understand why you would push him away like this. But ultimately, he nods in defeated acceptance and turns away, hiding the rejection burning in his eyes.

Upon hearing your words, Yunho's heart clenched as if in a vise. His mind raced, trying to think of how he could manipulate the situation to his advantage.

"Can you just tell me why at least?" he pleaded with desperation. "Why don't you want to stay in bed with me?"

But you remained quiet, avoiding his gaze. The look on his face shifted from hurt to confusing, and he waited for an explanation, silently begging you to open up to him. This was new territory for both of you - you had never asked to sleep alone before.

"I just can't tonight," you finally muttered, giving him a vague excuse.

Yunho felt even more hurt by your answer. This behavior was out of character for you, and he couldn't understand why you would suddenly reject him. He sat down on the couch next to you, feeling lost and unsure of what to do next. In that moment, he realized that his manipulation tactics had failed and he needed to find another way to salvage the situation.

“Love…. Please don’t be like this… just tell me what’s wrong…”

“You scared me too much today, I don’t wanna go to sleep paranoid that your gonna do something”

A flash of fear crosses his face as he hears your words, his expression contorting into a twisted mask of guilt and fake remorse. "Doll…please," he pleads, desperation creeping into his voice. But you can see the realization dawning in his eyes, a realization that fills you with dread.

As he debates using his power on you, you can feel the tension and fear building inside of you. You know that look all too well - the look of someone about to use their powers against your will. But you refuse to back down, determined to stand your ground.

"Don't you dare," you warn him, your voice shaking with anger and defiance. He freezes and meets your gaze, his eyes filled with conflict. You can sense his desire for you, for your safety, but also his hesitation to use his power because he knows how much it upsets you.

“Don't resist me, doll," he growled in a low, dangerous tone. "Come to bed and I promise not to do anything…unpleasant." But you shook your head, fear and defiance warring within you.

"D-don't make me-" you stammered, but he couldn't help himself. The way you looked, so vulnerable and helpless in his grasp, ignited something primal in him. He had to have you, no matter the consequences.

He leaned closer, his face inches from yours, his grip on your chin unrelenting. "What if I do?" he challenged darkly. "How will you stop me then?" You whimpered, knowing all too well that he could overpower you with ease. The thought sent shivers down your spine, both from fear and a twisted sense of arousal. This was exactly why you were scared of him - because he had a power over you that you couldn't resist.

A sinister smirk stretched across his lips as he watched you cower beneath him, vulnerable and powerless. He relished in the fear that radiated off of you, like a helpless prey trapped in his grasp. With a deep chuckle, he pushed you down onto the couch and loomed over you, his eyes gleaming with dominance.

Grabbing your chin forcefully, he locked eyes with you and spoke with a chilling command. "You will come to bed with me. You will forget all about tonight when you wake up tomorrow. All you want is to be in my bed right now."

Your mind foggy and confused, you could only nod weakly in compliance. He smiled wickedly, knowing that his hold on you was unbreakable. Tenderly, he caressed your cheek before pulling you closer to him.

"Of course, my dear. Let's go to bed…"

After he got up, you followed him to the bedroom and snuggled up next to him. He smiled as he watched you drift off to sleep. He wrapped his arms around you gently, holding you tight against his body, and rested his chin on your head. He never let go of you throughout the whole night, keeping you close. When you woke up in the morning feeling a little disoriented, you barely remembered what happened last night. But he was already awake, having spent the entire night watching you sleep, holding you close to his chest

The rustling of sheets and the creaking of a bed were the first sounds you heard as you slowly woke up. You felt a gentle touch on your face, pushing some stray hairs out of your eyes. Slowly blinking them open, you saw his face hovering above yours with a soft smile.

"Hey love," he said, his voice filled with warmth and affection. His hand caressed your cheek as he watched you come to consciousness.

Feeling disoriented, you attempted to sit up but he gently pulled you back down. "I feel weird…" you mumbled, tilting your head in confusion. His expression changed from loving to concerned as he studied your face.

"Weird? What do you mean love?" he asked, genuine worry now evident in his tone.

"I can't remember yesterday at all," you admitted with a frown. He couldn't help but smile at your words, his concern quickly turning into playfulness.

"You really don't remember what happened yesterday?" he asked, drawing out each word in amusement. When you shook your head, he pulled you closer to him, his voice lowering to a seductive tone.

"Not a single thing?" he asked, trailing his fingers along your skin. Your breath caught at the intimate touch, and you could feel yourself becoming even more flustered.

"No…" you whispered, feeling a bit embarrassed at your lack of memory. He let out a soft chuckle before continuing his actions of running his fingers through your hair and pulling you closer with his other arm.

"Hmm…are you sure love? You don't remember anything that happened last night?" he asked suggestively.

You tried to think back but everything was blank. "Maybe I just had too much to drink and can't remember," you offered weakly. However, he shook his head at this explanation and leaned in closer, his lips brushing against yours teasingly.

"No no, I don't think you had anything to drink, love," he whispered hotly, sending shivers down your spine. You couldn't help but wonder what exactly happened last night.

“Oh..”

He lets out a predatory laugh at your response, his grip on the back of your head tightening as he forcefully pushes your face into the crook of his neck. His fingers dig into your scalp, pulling at your hair as he leans in closer.

"You don't remember anything? How convenient," he sneers, his voice dripping with malice. He relishes in the feeling of control over you, enjoying the way you are completely helpless in his grasp.

"No..I-I don't.." you stutter, struggling to speak through the pressure on your head. He presses his lips against your ear, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine.

"Well, let's put this behind us for now. I'm sure it will all come back to you later," he mocks before continuing with his true intentions. "But first, be my puppet and give me your blood. I'm quite famished."

Your eyes widen in fear at his request, but you know better than to refuse him. "B-but it's early.." you whimper, knowing that it doesn't matter what time it is to him.

He chuckles darkly at your feeble attempt to resist him. "Oh darling, when have I ever cared about time? Now be a good little doll and do as I say." You can feel his fangs grazing against your neck as he waits for your compliance, reminding you of the danger you are in under his control.

“And? I don’t care if it’s early, doll. I’m famished, and I won’t wait any longer…”His voice drips with menace as he towers over you, his sharp fangs glistening in the dim light. You feel a surge of fear and defiance rise within you as you once again deny his request for your blood.

His grip on your face tightens, his fingers digging into your skin as he glares down at you with cold intensity. “Why are you being so stubborn, love? Just give me what I want. It's not difficult.”

You whimper and try to pull away from him, but he only tightens his hold on you, relishing in your fear. “Don't resist me, darling. I just want a taste of your sweet blood.”

Your heart races as you hear the menacing tone in his voice. “I can't today,” you manage to stutter out.

His irritation and impatience swell with each word you speak, and he grabs your chin forcefully to keep you from escaping his grasp. “Don't make me force you to give me what I desire.”

“I don't want to today,” you insist, trying to push back against him.

“You're becoming less and less cooperative, my sweet doll,” he growls, his tone darkening with each passing moment. “Are you truly refusing to give me your blood today?”

His patience had run thin with your constant defiance and sass. This wasn't the person he knew, who was always so compliant and respectful. But then you had to push him too far with that one word, igniting a blazing fury within him. In an instant, he slammed you down onto the bed and pinned you with his body, his eyes now glowing a menacing shade of crimson as he glared down at you.

"Say it again," he growled, his voice laced with a dangerous edge.

"I don't have to give it to you," you retorted, unyielding in your defiance. His eyes burned even brighter with anger at your response. He couldn't believe that you were challenging him like this, behaving in a way he had never seen before.

He forcefully grabbed your chin, forcing you to meet his intense gaze. There was a mix of anger and something else in his eyes that sent shivers down your spine.

"Are you daring to challenge me?" His words were like venom dripping from his lips.

"M-maybe…" Your own boldness surprised even yourself as it took a moment for his question to sink in. Did you really just challenge him? The thought both terrified and excited you.

A low growl rumbled from deep within him as he struggled to contain his rage. "You are being incredibly disobedient right now. And I do not tolerate such behavior, my love."

Your heart raced as his grip on your chin tightened, bordering on painful. But still, you couldn't back down, not now. "If you truly love me, why must I always be obedient to you?"

The tension between the two of you was palpable as he considered your words. His anger and desire clashed within him, torn between punishing your defiance or giving in to the arousal that your boldness sparked.

"Because you belong to me," he growled, his voice laced with an aggressive edge. "You have no choice but to obey me, my love. So be a good doll and give me your blood."

His statement was met with unexpected resistance from you. "So you don't actually love me?" You asked, surprising him with your boldness yet again. Did you truly doubt his feelings for you? He looked down at you, hurt etched on his face at the thought that you could question his love.

"I'm giving you one last chance," he warned, feeling his patience wearing thin. "Do not use that tone with me again, and never question my love for you. Now give me what I want."

But instead of complying, you shook your head defiantly. He couldn't take it anymore. How dare you disobey and question his authority as your owner? Without hesitation, he released your chin and pinned your wrists above your head, leaning over you in a dominating manner. His face was inches away from yours as he spoke.

"Say that again," he demanded through gritted teeth.

"Yunho, please," you pleaded, using his real name for the first time since this confrontation began. Your pleading tone caught him off guard, but it only fueled his frustration even more. You were pushing him to his limits, acting out of line as his doll.

"Don't test me," he growled, tightening his grip on your wrists. "I am losing my patience with your disobedient behavior."

His eyes narrowed as he watched you, his anger simmering just below the surface. But then your pleading tone and the look in your eyes changed something in him. His anger transformed into a fierce desire, his gaze turning predatory as he gazed at you

He let out a low growl as he caressed your cheek with rough fingers, his grip on your wrists tightening. He couldn't resist you when you were like this, offering yourself to him with such vulnerability

"Doll… give me your blood," he demanded, his voice rough and commanding.

You finally gave in, defeated, and he smirked in satisfaction. This was how it always ended with you - giving in to him.

He leaned down to place a possessive kiss on your forehead before moving to your neck. He inhaled your intoxicating scent before kissing and nibbling his way towards the spot where he wanted to sink his fangs.

As he reached the spot, his kisses turned more heated and urgent. He could feel your body responding to him, shivering under his touch.

With a smirk, he sank his fangs into your neck, savoring the taste of your sweet blood. You yelped but he held you firmly, not letting you pull away.

As he drank from you, his demeanor became even more primal and possessive. He wouldn't let anyone take you from him.

Finally, he pulled away from your neck but kept a tight grip on your wrists. Your blood still pulsed through his veins, fueling the fire within him.

His eyes fixated on the deep bite mark on your neck, trickles of blood still dripping from it. With a twisted smile, he licked the blood off your skin, relishing in the sweetness of your life force. He leaned over you, his face becoming serious once again.

"Don't tell me what to do," he growled in response to your suggestion of him going out to hunt. He released your wrists and brought his face closer to yours, his eyes darkening with hunger.

Placing a firm hand on your cheek, he caressed it with rough fingers as he gazed into your eyes. "You are my possession, my doll. I don't need to hunt when I have you. Your blood is mine to drink whenever I please."

You tried to push back against his possessive words. "Just because we're dating doesn't give you ownership over me." His grip tightened on your cheek and he let out an irritated scoff at your defiance, now fully annoyed by your attitude.

"You're my possession. I own you completely and you will do as I say. You are nothing but a toy for me to play with and I have no qualms about using you however I please." His voice was harsh and controlling, his grip on your face unrelenting as he forced you to look into his eyes.

"You don't know me at all," you spoke up, feeling both scared and confused by the sudden change in him. But he didn't seem to care as he continued to tighten his hold on you, his anger only growing.

"You dare question me? You belong to me and it's your duty to serve me. Your blood is mine to take whenever I desire it. Do you understand?" he growled, his eyes blazing with possessiveness.

Tears welled up in your eyes as you whispered, "I don't recognize you anymore." It felt like the vampire you fell in love with had been replaced by this cruel and dominating version of Yunho. But all he could see was his own power and control, too consumed by his anger to see the pain in your words or the tears in your eyes.

"No excuses. You are mine and I will do whatever I want with you," he declared coldly, not caring about the hurt he was causing you. This was who he truly was, a manipulative and possessive vampire who saw you only as an object to fulfill his desires.

He gripped your face harder, forcing you to meet his cold and emotionless gaze as he stared down at you

“I’ve been like this the whole time love, you’re just choosing to be blindly delusional and refusing to see how things really are. You exist to be my doll. You’re my toy. I own you.”

“So you don’t love me…? I’m just a toy to you?”

He let out a sharp scoff at your words, the sound dripping with disdain. It was clear he couldn’t be bothered to consider how his biting response might cut into you, how deeply it would sting. His eyes, cold and unyielding, barely met yours as if to make it known just how little he cared in that moment. "Love?" he repeated, his voice laced with mockery as a bitter laugh escaped his lips. The word seemed almost offensive to him, a ridiculous notion that didn’t belong in the space between you. He shook his head, his tone growing colder, his amusement more biting. “How can I love a doll. I only see you as a toy. You’re nothing more than a toy that I play with and use for my own pleasure and entertainment. And dolls don’t have feelings. So why would I love you?”

“W-what…?”

A cruel smirk played on his lips as he drank in the shock and heartbreak in your eyes. He reveled in the power he held over you, enjoying how much his words were cutting you deep. Your vulnerability was like a drug to him, fueling his pleasure at the harsh truth he was about to deliver.

"That's right," he taunted, relishing in your pain. "You're nothing but a toy to me. A mere plaything for my amusement. Dolls have no feelings, so it's absurd to think I could ever have feelings for you. You'll always be just an object, used for my pleasure and discarded when I'm done."

Your trembling voice spoke up, desperate for some shred of affection from him. "But you used to tell me you loved me…you said you LOVED me." His laughter rang out cold and hollow, mocking your naïveté.

"Oh, my dear doll," he sneered. "Did you really believe those empty words? They were nothing but lies, meant to manipulate and control you. I feel nothing towards you. You're meaningless to me."

The desperation in your eyes shifted to defiance as you spoke your final plea. "Then kill me." His smile widened into a sinister grin as he leaned in close.

"Oh darling, death would be too kind for you."

“If you really feel nothing towards me then kill me!”

His words hung in the air like a heavy stone, crushing any hope or self-worth you had left. You had never expected him to be so callous and cruel, ripping away any illusion of love or care. And as his rejection settled in your mind, a numbness took over until all you could do was give up on yourself.

For a moment, he was speechless. He hadn't anticipated the depth of your pain, the way his heartless words had completely shattered you. His grip on your face loosened, guilt and regret creeping in.

But then his voice turned cold and dismissive. "Fine then, give up. It doesn't matter to me."

As you gasped for breath, jolted awake from the nightmare of reality, you found yourself crying into Yunho's arms. The only comfort in this world of heartbreak and betrayal. But even as he tried to soothe you back to sleep, the haunting words echoed in your mind, a reminder that love can be just as cruel and unforgiving as it is beautiful.

once you fell asleep again, he says with a smile on his face, "Ah, such a hopelessly naïve mortal you are. Cling, if you must, to those fragile illusions that I love you, and let your pitiful cries fill the air—oh, how delightfully insignificant they are. Dream all you like, weep as much as you will, for it changes nothing. Love? No, I could never lower myself to such a sentiment. You shall never have my heart, for it is beyond your reach, and always shall be, though you will always come crawling back to me"

⛧°。 ⋆༺𐕣 𖤐 𐕣༻⋆。 °⛧⛧°。 ⋆༺𐕣 𖤐 𐕣༻⋆。 °⛧⛧°。 ⋆༺𐕣 𖤐 𐕣༻⋆。

[pocket-watcher]

A yandere fic where someone has a secret hypnokink and the yandere learns this?

Oh anon, I hope you enjoy!

I’d been watching you…

I knew the routes you walked, the food you liked, the way you liked to do your hair. Everything about you was perfect.

Did you know your lip twitches a little when you’re nervous?

It started small. I would be where you were. I’d watch what you did with my own two eyes.

Putting my whole body into it.

But it wasn’t enough.

Hacking your phone was easy. Your search history was definitely interesting.

It was about a week after I first got ahold of your phone activity that I saw the spike in… searches.

Spirals. GIFs. Inductions. Hypnosis.

You were awful curious, weren’t you?

Made a whole new account just to scroll and watch and touch yourself to?

It was like unlocking a whole new side of you. And I wanted more.

So, I made an account. And I liked and reblogged everything you did.

After a while, you even followed me back!

That was when I started posting for myself…

Subtle triggers, burrowing in your brain, taking hold of you. I kept pushing you to message me. Message me.

After about a week or two you did just that.

I sent you spiral after spiral. Words to send you deeper. Sound files of my voice. You were such a cute and obedient subject!

After I was sure that I had you, I decided to test it out in person…

“Hey!” I called out to you. You turned around, distracted from your morning walk. You’d been up all night, talking to me - unknowingly. You were tired.

Your guard was down.

“Uh… hi?” You said, confused. You didn’t recognise me.

That’s okay.

“Sleep.” I said, snapping my fingers.

Your eyes rolled into the back of your head.

You dropped your phone, silly you!

“Come on, let’s get you home.” I said, leading you back to my house, excited to test out all the work I’d put in over the last few weeks…

[matt-is-me]

I have been hypnotized by a friend to make a post about them.

So i will take this opportunity to talk about long term hypnosis dynamics.

There's something so special about having a person or a group of people who you regurarly trance with. One time sessions can be fun, too, but they can't compare to the ammount of conditioning you get with repeated blankings, or the friendship that you might form with the other person.

A dom that's known you for a while knows a lot about you. Your kinks, your interests, your personality. And you know a lot about them. Their style, their tone of voice, the triggers they like to use..

Oh, and the triggers. Drilled into your empty head every session, your mind becoming a complete mess when they are spoken, because it's so used to the result and so trusting of the person using them that it doesn't male aby effort to resist.

My friend is a great example of this. They understand what I love when it comes to hypnosis, and what my personality and interests are outside of it. They know exactly which button to push to fluster me, and which mantras to repeat to make me listen. And when they say any of my trigger words, my mind just...stops. It can resist, of course, but it doesn't want to. It just turns off, as if I am a computer that has been powered off, and in it's place my tist's words and commands take center stage.

In general, I am a friend, a person that they trust and respect. But right now, I am blank and empty. I am hypnotized. And my mind is completely broken. Thank you,sir.

[drdemonprince]

Can u talk about the process of replacing your desire for unhealthy relationship dynamics that were sexually exciting with desire for explicitly negotiated kinky sex? or do I just need to wait for the essay lol

It's not actually in the piece but now that you mention it, it could make for a really strong narrative turning point.

It started by me cheating on my abusive partner with kinky people! I realized at some point during a two-year relationship in graduate school that was extremely toxic that I was so addicted to my partner because I was getting off on the control he exerted over my body and life. I wanted to get away from him, but I felt utterly dependent on how he made me feel, and he was already cheating on me...so I hopped onto OK Cupid and started flirting with some people.

It made me feel good, it made me feel like I could live on without him and build a new life for myself. I had a few fairly vanilla hookups with people at first, and it didn't do much for me, but one of those casual partners became a lifelong friend. Then a sexy, bombastic stand-up comedian who was just coming up in the local scene slid into my inbox, allured by the fact I described myself as shy. He was pushy and hyperconfident, which I liked. And when he asked me what kinks turned me on in bed, the truth came spilling out: Dom-sub.

(I wish I'd had the gall to tell him hypnosis, which had been a lifelong fetish of mine. This guy would prove to be fascinated by rare and niche kinks, but I was too ashamed of my hypnosis thing to tell anyone at that point).

The stand up comedian started domming me after that. He'd make me pay for his cab, throw me over a chair, finger me, and fuck me in the ass hard while biting my back and leaving massive welts. The sex was incredible. But he was also an egotistical 21-year-old with an active heroin addiction (he swore up and down to me that the drug 'wasn't a big deal'), and he started fucking me without a condom without my consent, which was traumatic and to this day is the reason I rarely receive anal sex. Ultimately he became controlling and jealous of my other (abusive) primary partner, and he left me, and then died of a heroin overdose after sending me a few more stray messages recounting good old times.

It was a mess. But I learned a lot about myself through this encounter, and practiced articulating what I wanted for the very first time. I was mistreated, but I also had incredibly hot sex that I still revisit in my mind's eye. I know for a fact that this stand-up comedian reviewed our own chat messages shortly before he died, and that he remembered those times fondly too. I feel bad that he died so young, and was so lost and confused, and I wish that he could have survived long enough to get better and make amends.

After that experience (and after escaping my primary abusive relationship), I got into a very safe, vanilla relationship for many years. I was too traumatized for anything else, and the gentle, passive boyfriend that I found was very healing to be with. But eventually I did get bored with the sex, and his lack of emotional availability, and became profoundly depressed. It was around this time that I started taking Sam-E , an over-the-counter anti-depressant supplement whose side effects include increased libido and a kind of dreamy headspace. On impulse, I started searching for erotic hypnosis play websites one day.

I met several hypo-kinky partners on the site I found, a now-defunct chat site called Sleepychat that would pair hypnotists with hypno-bottoms. One of them was a truly skillful, communicative, and caring partner who built a whole complex hypnotic architecture and series of safeties and triggers in my mind. We are still friends. I had lots of play with lots of people, and started attending a hypno kink convention that just so happens to occur in the Chicago suburbs. I became gradually more comfortable acknowledging my kinks to people, and made lots of hypno-kinky audio files and stories. I had other Doms and owners, and had lots of wild sex here and there. Still, my serious, long-term vanilla relationship limited me.

I only really started searching out formally kinky relationships in earnest in 2021, after ending that vanilla relationship. I've been pretty firmly embedded within a variety of kink scenes since. My taste for hypnosis led me to regular D/s, and to leather and bondage, and to pup play and furry stuff. I've really come alive in the last handful of years. I've learned so much about myself and the many scenes, met so many people, had so much great sex and so much mid sex and been in all kinds of wonderful and toxic and off putting and funny dynamics. This aspect of my life only keeps getting better, and I'm excited for lots of new experiences this year!

damn i just about gave you a full essay right here

[ellaenchanting]

Hello, I have a new sub (he’s new to all kink, including hypnosis) who is definitely experiencing hypnoamory.

I keep trying to explain to him that hypnoamory is not safe but I don’t fully understand the risks myself so it’s difficult to explain them to him.

I can’t find much online and you have amazing insights and I’m hoping you can help explain it to me, so I can explain it to him?

Thank you, in advance.

-A

Reader's follow up message for context:

"A here, I asked about the hypnoamory. It seems almost like he’s falling in love, and it’s been obscenely fast.

He keeps mentioning (undefined) feelings, and is expressing them strongly. Wanting to constantly be with me, even if it means breaking his own rules of not being on a Zoom call while his sister (his roommate) is around. (I nipped that in the bud and said I didn’t consent to that.)

When I suggest caution, and bring up, hypnoamory, it’s quite hard to explain to him why it’s risky when I don’t fully know myself.

(I’ll admit, some of these (undefined) feelings are reciprocated, and that also worries me, because how can I take care of him, if I’m also dealing with it.)”

Answer:

Hi anon!

Thank you so much for this question! I'm really excited to answer it. Not only do I (apparently) have lots of thoughts here, I'm really excited to hear about what others have to say on this topic. Hopefully we’ll create some good discussion about hypnosis and love and consent/safety- I know I’m really curious what people with different experiences have to say about this!

ON HYPNOSIS AND LOVE

For this response, I’m going to assume “hypnoamory” means love or attachment that is created primarily or largely through hypnosis play. I know someone on one of my Discords defined “hypnoamory” as a “speed run to intimacy”- another definition that can really be fitting. It makes sense to be concerned about a partner who seems to be feeling too much or moving too fast. How do you manage a relationship with someone who seems to feel so much so fast?

So- to back WAY up: We tend to think of love as this magical, enigmatic thing that just happens to us, but there's actually a fair amount of research on variables that may lead to greater connection and even love. There’s no one formula that applies to all people, but there are some actions that seem to make love more likely. Sex is one- a good orgasm involves dopamine, oxytocin, vasopressin and these are all neurochemicals linked with attachment. Of course, people often HAVE sex to express their love so the attachment is already there but it's also seemingly common for people having casual sex to fall for one another.

Emotional intimacy is another common precursor to love. You may have seen this list of 36 "questions that lead to love" floating around (https://www.verywellmind.com/unpacking-the-36-questions-that-lead-to-love-8559179) . This list of questions works (when it works) because it speeds up the natural process by which people build intimacy. It invites sharing and listening and vulnerability and trust. Those same things will happen naturally over time in a healthy relationship, using the questions is just designed to speed that process up.

These ideas may be a good framework to start thinking about hypnoamory. Hypnokink play is often full of things that are known "love triggers" for many people- things that would naturally make them more likely to bond or even fall in love. Hypnosis itself seems to release some of the same neurotransmitters associated with love- dopamine, GABA, serotonin.* There's often sexual arousal and sex/orgasms that make people feel good. Happy calm feelings. Happy safe/cared for feelings. There's novelty and learning. There's communication and trust. There's engaging in an activity both people enjoy. There can be feelings of danger, leading to physical arousal and then emotional/sexual arousal. There's dependence. There’s intimacy. In fact, the whole process of hypnotizing someone is giving them the illusion that you're in their brain. What could be more intimate than that?

Then there's the kink aspect. Pretend someone has gone through their life with this secret, hidden desire. It’s something they dare not talk to anyone about for fear that they’ll be mocked or shamed. No one else in the world seems to get their kink. They don't even know if the thing they want is POSSIBLE.

Then, one day they meet a person who DOES get it. Not only does this person get it, they seem to want the same things. And, better yet, not only does this person have similar fantasies, they actually want to DO the thing. With YOU.

How could you not fall in love?

Here's a personal anecdote:

When I fell in love with my wife, it happened slowly and gently. We dated, we got to know each other, we hung out more and more, and then I turned around about a year later and I was in love. I was like a dropped feather- slowly drifting downwards until I gently landed on the ground. Happily and safely eased into love.

I fell for my first hypnokink partner like a rock falls from a cliff. It FELT like those teenage romances from books and movies- Romeo and Juliet, Buffy, Titanic- landing with a big "thump" of feeling and obsession. I was well into adulthood when it happened, fortunately, so I didn't do anything too disruptive or embarrassing with it. I was in a situation where I could talk it through. But- I remember being able to finally understand how people in love could do crazy things. It DID feel a bit like an addiction. I was going about my life and then- completely knocked on my ass. Nothing I had done before prepared me.

All of this is to say- hypnoamory definitely exists. It doesn't happen all the time** but in my experience it happens frequently. And, just like love "caused" by sex or answering the 36 questions or, say, surviving a disaster together, I wouldn't say hypnoamory love is inauthentic. In fact, I don’t think love CAN be inauthentic. We feel what we feel. What I WOULD say, though, is that most people caught up in that initial high are experiencing a particular stage of love called "infatuation". (Around the community you may also hear the term “new relationship energy” or “nre”- it's basically infatuation but make it poly). The infatuation is fun but can also be a cause for caution.

People contrast infatuation*** with "real love" but IMHO that’s short sighted. For many people, infatuation is actually the first stage OF being in love. When someone’s infatuated, attraction feels almost overwhelming. Your whole neurochemistry (dopamine, norepinephrine, phenylephrine) is driving you to spend more and more time with the person you love. You think obsessively about the other person. You feel bad when they're not around. It feels a bit like an addiction.

Strong infatuation actually resembles being high in some ways. Like when you’re high, your amygdala isn't quite working right and thus your judgment can be impaired. This is the phase where people can sometimes feel extra compelled towards bad decisions. They may do things like move in with someone they just met, leave a long-established relationship for someone new and hot, or stop doing things to take care of themselves****. They may neglect other important parts of their life and people in their life. In kink, someone who is infatuated may push for strong attachment play (brainwash me!), push for constant contact/play, or disregard boundaries that were pretty firm before. They may want to jump into the most intense kinky play more quickly.

For most people, infatuation is a phase. It can last from days to weeks to years depending on the person (and the research you're looking at) but- ideally infatuation will settle down into a more stable relationship in time. It’s not the strong impairment of being drunk (or being hypnotized)- it’s still pretty accepted in the hypnokink community (and in general) that someone who is infatuated can give reasonable, legitimate consent. That consent may just take a bit more discussion and thoughtfulness.******

Also- on the positive side, infatuation can be really fun! And being in love feels great! Being infatuated doesn't automatically mean someone is immature or unintelligent or incapable of having a kink relationship. Infatuation is just a possible side effect of hypnokinky play (and kink play)(and having a relationship)(and life).

A NOTE ON SUB FRENZY

In addition to “nre”, another term you might here around the community is “sub frenzy”. Sub frenzy is the tendency for new subs to want to do ALL of the things (and often play with all of the people) when they first get started in a kink. It's like infatuation, but for an activity instead of a person. My friend @daja-the-hypnokitten (who suggested and really helped out with this part of this answer) described it for me as being like someone who always thirsted and never got water- but now that they HAVE water they might gulp it down and drink so much that they make themselves sick. Someone who is in sub frenzy may push for tons of play in a way that harms them/where they neglect other things and may push for the most intense play ASAP.

A lot of the suggestions I talk about below might help with both sub frenzy and regular infatuation for a person. My friend suggested that what's often most helpful for her is having logistical conversations about her stronger desires- (ex. “Hey, if I give you a fetish for the color red, how might that work practically? What problems may come up? What safeties might we need in place?”) That way, she knows an idea is being worked on (which can soothe that craving for more more more now) but is also thinking about it in a practical way instead of just as a hot fantasy.

COPING WITH INFATUATION

So- infatuation is common in what we do, especially if you are someone’s first kinky partner. That being said, I definitely understand your caution with it. You're looking out for your sub and not wanting to influence them unduly. You don't want to continue a relationship dynamic that may be unhealthy for them. It speaks well of you as a dominant that you are paying careful attention to how your sub is doing and what may be influencing them/their consent.

Here's how not to handle it:

1. DON'T go for a magic cure. For some people, it would be tempting to want to cure this by hypnosis itself- to hypnotize your partner and give them a suggestion to not feel love for you anymore. That would be a BIG mistake. Repression tends to cause more problems than it answers and trying something like this could lead to really bad consequences. Also, especially if you tried this without your sub's conscious consent, it would be a big violation of their personal autonomy and their trust in you.

2. DON'T go radio silent or start backing away from your sub without talking about it. If you felt responsible for your sub’s feelings or actions, you might be tempted to limit your contact with them to not do any more "damage" to them. Shame or regret may make you want to back off. If that’s happening, I urge you to reconsider it. You can have kind intentions, but if you just disappear one day, your sub will likely blame himself and that would create problems in future relationships. He might think about you MORE after being ghosted or feel more in love with you in unhealthy ways. For some people, that sudden drop can keep them ruminating about the relationship for YEARS. You'd also lose everything that YOU have invested in this relationship, as well as the chance of it being healthy and rewarding relationship for you. Your sub being in love with you isn’t something you’re doing TO him, it’s just the situation you find yourselves in. It doesn’t necessarily have to be a bad one.

(This isn't to say you shouldn't be able to set boundaries for your mental health and even safety- I’ll talk about this more below. There might even come to a time when going radio silent is the best option! Hopefully, though, disconnecting without speaking would be a last resort if other attempts at boundary setting didn’t work .)

Here are some things to consider instead:

-DO have a big ole conversation with your sub. Several conversations. MANY conversations. ONGOING conversations. It sounds like you've already started having these. Great! It's totally fair to express your concern about his feelings using some of the language and explanations in the first section. That being said, ultimately neither you nor he are going to be able to control what he feels. Being infatuated is usually not something someone can just decide to stop doing. That’s not how feelings work. "I'm worried you're in love with me because of our hypnosis play" may be a good place to start a conversation but- it doesn't give him a lot to respond to. He can't just choose to not be in love with you any more- just like he can't choose to make you not worried. It may be helpful to think more about WHY you’re worried- what do you think might happen? Do you want him to change his behavior towards you right now? Are things OK now but you’re worried how this may affect things in the future?

A lot of times, starting from concrete observations might help start a conversation. Ex: "I know you've been talking more about how much you care for me. You've seemed more willing to push your own boundaries- like having your sister in the room when we talk." From there, you can move in to what you're worried about. (ex. "I'm worried you're getting so caught up in our play that you aren't studying", "I'm worried you seem to be neglecting your other relationships", "I'm worried that you're ignoring your boundaries and that you'll end up either regretting it or getting hurt.")

After you state your concerns, give him time to talk and listen to what he says. Ideally, you'll be able to both express your point of view and understand each other's by the end of the conversation. From here, you may be able to work out a plan together to address what’s going on. Or, you might be in a place where the plan is to keep touching base about your feelings- or even in a place where the hypnoamory doesn’t feel so worrisome. I know for me and my sub, we'll have frequent "hey, am I influencing you too much?" check ins. At this point, those check-ins seem to function primarily to provide reassurance to me as the domme- but that’s ok! They're also good chances for both of us to discuss how our D/s is going, what we’re feeling, if we have any new boundaries we need to set, etc. Even if I’m initially nervous about bringing something up, I usually feel really reassured when a conversation is over.

HEY, ARE YOU INFLUENCING YOUR SUB TOO MUCH?

I didn't say this above but I'll say this here- I doubt your sub's strong feelings are due to the way you're doing hypnosis or hypnokink. A lot of things probably have more influence on how he is feeling and responding than your play together. After all, people naturally get closer and have looser boundaries and pick up each other's preferences/habits/mannerisms the more time they spend together even without kink. In hypnokink we sometimes romanticize some of these natural responses as part of “brainwashing” but- in actuality, they’re normal parts of many longer term relationships. However, I don’t want to ignore the role hypnosis and kink play may have in influence. Here are some things to consider if you are worried that you are influencing your sub too much in play:

- How ARE you wording your suggestions to him? Are you telling him that he's enraptured, helpless against you, worshipful, obsessed with you, etc? Are you implying or saying you're the only one that can make him feel this way? There's a lot of language that people regularly use in hypnokink that wouldn’t be out of place in a particularly saucy Victorian love poem. I doubt these words alone are creating love whole-cloth, but this kind of flowery kink talk is also packed with suggestions and suggestions can have effects. Even the harsher-sounding kink talk- things like "You are my property" or "You're worthless without me" can create dependence and feelings of love. Flowery sexy hypnotalk suggestions can linger sometimes even if you are "just" role-playing or if you give suggestions to “cancel” those previous suggestions at the end of a session. They also might not! It really depends on the person! (Example- Think of a sad movie you've seen. You can often still feel the sadness now even though you KNOW the movie itself wasn't real.)

If themes around romance/dependence/worship are coming up in your scenes, it's a good idea to be mindful about them and how you're using them. Is this something that you both consciously wanted as a theme in play or did it just kind of sneak in because those are typical tropes? How are you both feeling about those themes now? I wouldn't say to stop speaking in ways that are hot to you both, but talking about how and when and why might be a good next step. Sometimes even both consciously and verbally setting intentions about what you want the relationship to look like outside of scenes helps. Know that even in really self-knowledgeable subs, there can be "bleed" of emotions from in the scene to out of it- so it’s good to keep checking in! “Positive” emotions especially may have this tendency to linger.

Putting limiters around a scene may not work perfectly, but it may help prevent some emotional bleedover. Some ways you might do this could include setting up fantasy scenarios/ role play, consciously undoing suggestions at the end of a scene, or "locking" suggestions to limit them to a certain person/certain time/certain place. Doing good check ins after a scene and aftercare can help you discuss lingering effects- especially if the aftercare moves someone out of a submissive headspace and into a more normal one.

- Are you doing long term conditioning? If you're doing any suggestions that linger outside of a scene, those suggestions have the chance of tying the other person to you (even if unintentionally). Here’s an example that seems really innocuous: Pretend that I give someone a suggestion that every time he walks through a doorway, he will touch his nose. This person does this a bunch of times during the week. Fun! Silly! But also- there's a secret sneaky second trigger in here. While this person is touching his nose, he is also likely thinking of me, the hypnotist who gave him that suggestion. Maybe he thinks of how much fun we're having together or how hot it is that I've compelled his behavior. It IS hot and fun! Now he’s thinking of me in hot/fun ways a bunch of times a day -every time he walks through the door, in fact! It might not have been my intention, but I’ve accidentally conditioned my guy to think of me in positive ways all day every day. No wonder he might start feeling attached! And this is just a basic example. Imagine the associations that could happen if he had to ask me before he had an orgasm!

Conditioning happens outside of play too. Are y'all talking all day every day? Are you doing positive things at each other randomly and unpredictably? Those actions are probably making you feel closer. (Those unpredictable rewards are POWERFUL.) None of that has to be malicious or consciously manipulative, it’s just how humans bond.

Again I want to emphasize- Feeling close is not a bad thing! Nor is falling in love! And even if you have been engaging in some of these actions, you aren’t responsible for your sub’s actions or emotions. These are normal things for hypnokinksters to do and normal risks for us to take. The question isn’t one of blame (for yourself or him)- it’s where you both want to go from here.

COOLING THINGS DOWN

Hopefully you will both talk together and come to a mutual decision/conclusion. Let's say that you and your your sub talk and you both decide to cool things off a bit. What might work?

- Coming to a true mutual decision about your goals and strategies for cooling things off. Open, non-judgemental, and ongoing communication about feelings here would be helpful. What does “cooling things off” look like? How will you know when it has happened? It’s ok to modify expectations as you go.

- Setting stronger boundaries. If y'all are playing all day every day, you might instead schedule a time to play once a week. You might limit unpredictable suggestions or times where you're texting during the day. You might table bigger relationship step conversations (collaring, moving in together, exclusivity, heavy brainwashing play) for a period of time to settle into the relationship and how you relate to each other after some of the initial intensity has passed. You may also table types of play for a time (for example, if themes of begging and worship are contributing to his strong feelings maybe you both want to back off those for a while pending further conversation).

-Developing trustworthiness in yourselves and each other- If you're worried about him having impaired consent because of love or hypnosis or kink or any combination of these things, talk about this specifically! Make sure you make a relationship where setting boundaries feels really good and comfortable- and where bringing up those conversations feels safe.. I know I try to be really verbally grateful when a partner sets a boundary or even gives critical feedback- it lets me know that they trust me and I can trust them to be taking care of themselves. You can even frame this as part of submission ("you're my property so you need to take care of what's mine") or your partnership/consent ("I worry when you keep changing boundaries because I would feel guilty if I hurt you/our relationship accidentally"). Trust usually increases bonding, but making fertile ground for boundaries can help you both have the conversations you need to make sure the relationship doesn’t feel like “too much”.

- Playing with other partners. Are you worried that your sub may be more in love with kink/ hypnosis itself than they are with you? Sometimes it takes time and experience for new kinksters to really distinguish for themselves if they’re having strong feelings for a person vs strong feelings for an activity. Encouraging his own introspection may help, but playing with other hypnotist partners can help him figure this out too. If you decide to take this step, y'all would want to do it within your own comfort zones and he would want to be careful about who he played with. Suggesting playing with others should never be a command- more of a helpful idea. There's unfortunately some ill-meaning hypnotists out there- so if he’s interested in playing with others, passing on information about finding safe partners and taking care of his subject agency might help him with branching out.

-Talking to other experienced subs. If your partner talks with other hypnosubs, he is likely to be able to find people who can relate to how he is feeling. Sometimes even hearing from someone else who has had similar experiences may be helpful. He could also potentially get tips on how other subjects manage strong emotions in their kink dynamics. Ditto for you talking to other dominants. This is a known issue within the community- many people have dealt with it and can offer empathy and ideas.

YOUR BOUNDARIES MATTER

I’ve been talking a lot in this response about his boundaries and your mutually agreed upon kink boundaries but- you get your own boundaries too! We sometimes skip talking about dominant/top boundaries in kink but- it’s very important that you are paying attention to your own comfort zone and needs. Boundaries help both of you continue to play in a way that feels fun/safe/enjoyable for everyone involved. This may sound harsh but- just because your sub is in love with you, that doesn't necessarily have to change what YOUR boundaries are (unless you want it to). Similarly, just because your sub is wanting to ignore his earlier boundaries, it doesn’t mean that you have to change your boundaries if that makes you uncomfortable. (In fact, I tend to be the brakes in a relationship more often when I'm topping than bottoming- and I think that's pretty common for a lot of switches.) For example, I'm really glad that you were clear and firm about not having his sister around on calls. If he’s doing things that are dangerous to himself in a way that pushes YOUR boundaries, it’s OK to say that and set conditions. (Ex. “I know you are really invested in our kink play, but if you drop out of school because of it, I won’t want to play with you any more.”)

If you’re worried about managing sudden boundary changes on his part, you can always give yourself pauses to think and decide what’s comfortable for you. For example, let’s say that he contacts you right before a scene and wants something that would push his previous boundaries. It would be OK in that case to say if you’re not comfortable with that- that you’d like to think about it and discuss it later. Or you may even say “no” outright if it's uncomfortable for you. You might even consider a new relationship rule- if he (or either of you) want to do something that pushes previously-held boundaries, you need to have a sober discussion about it first.

Lastly, if he’s pushing your boundaries and KEEPS pushing them after you try to talk, you might have to set stronger boundaries- up to and including breaking up with him. Being in love can explain his intensity, but if he can’t take a “no” then we’re moving into something really unhealthy. (I like this little worksheet about separating a healthy relationship vs an unhealthy one vs an abusive one- it’s not kink specific but has good information in general about what each of these relationships may look like- https://idas.org.uk/wp-content/uploads/2022/02/Healthy-Relationships-Checklist-2.pdf )

I know this was a lot of information anon! I hope it helps! Please feel free to write me with follow up questions (and that goes for anyone reading). Also- I only know things here from my own experience and life philosophies- I hope other people will read this and add their perspective/knowledge! Between all of us, I hope you find the knowledge you're looking for!

Thank you to @linnybeenaughty , @ultinath ,@dancercoder , @spiralturquoise , and especially @daja-the-hypnokitten for the beta reads!; I appreciate your thoughts and help checking this for me! Any grammar mistakes or spelling mistakes or general wonkiness are my fault, not theirs.

Footnotes (for Nerds)

*I realize I’m leaning a lot on neurotransmitters here so- just to say, MANY activities release these neurotransmitters, not just hypnosis and love. Neurotransmitters are always swimming around in our head- they help our brain through its daily functioning. People especially sometimes talk as though things that trigger dopamine are innately addictive but- brains are much more complicated than that. I probably get a dopamine hit from brushing my teeth. It’s a piece of the puzzle here, not the whole thing.

**Side note- That being said, if you've never experienced intense hypnoamory, that's OK too! There's nothing wrong with you and it doesn't mean you don't care about partners. You just fall in love in a different way.

***Other/similar words and concepts it might be helpful to look up- limerence, nre (new relationship energy), puppy love. It isn't exactly "sub frenzy" but learning about that might be helpful too. :)

****Infatuation can make therapists really nervous sometimes because that’s when people do things like stop treatment, go off medications, relapse on drugs, make huge life decisions, etc. It can be hard to balance being infatuated and still working on yourself!

******Infatuation and being Infatuation-impaired is actually its' own subkink. A lot of pro work is out there on that theme. It's edge play and I'm assuming not what you're writing about, but I wanted to acknowledge down here that it exists.