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"2... and 1, up, up, up." My hypnotist said, shaking me gently as I slowly woke from trance. I sucked in a deep breath as my eyes fluttered open, trying to get my bearings after going so deep.

My hypnotist caught my gaze and smiled, and I grinned blearily back, unable to resist the spark of happiness I felt at pleasing him. "How are you feeling?" He asked, gently stroking my face.

Good, I wanted to say. Really, really good.

But it was like my mouth wasn't connected to my body. "Cock." I said, then frowned in confusion. I tried again. "Cock. Cock. Cock!"

My hypnotist grinned even as my body betrayed me. "Oh dear," he said in false concern, even as his eyes took on a puckish twinkle. "It seems as though you only have one thing on your mind."

I shook my head emphatically, but it was no use, my tongue wouldn't cooperate, my lips could only form one work. "Cock." I protested.

"You aren't only thinking of cock?" He asked, delighting in his own performed confusion.

I nodded. "Cock."

He raised a brow. "So you are only thinking about cock?"

I huffed in frustration as he laughed at my predicament, and crossed my arms over my naked breasts (when had I taken my clothes off? The thought floats out of my head almost as soon as it arrives. It doesn't matter anyway.).

I shook my head again and glared at him. My hypnotist's expression become contemplative, and goosebumps suddenly pebbled my skin under his scrutiny.

"Actually," he said, voice taking on that deep, lulling tone that had taken me under hundreds of times. "The more you say the word 'cock' the less you'll be able to think of anything else until 'cock' is the only thing left in your empty little brain." My mouth fell open a little as my mind was caught in the undertow of his words. "Now, my silly little bimbo, what are you thinking about right now?"

"Cock," I replied, unthinkingly, then snapped my mouth shut when I realized my mistake. The damage had already been done. As soon as the word left my mouth, my mind felt a little tingly, my thoughts came a little slower, and my mouth watered as a brief image of getting on my knees and sucking Master's cock played behind my eyes. Oh god. That sounded so nice. So fun. So hot. My eyes fluttered.

"Good girl," he said with a grin. "But I can see you still thinking. Why don't I take care of that, hmm?" He cupped my face, turning my gaze up to meet his. "What does my good girl want to think about?"

I tried to hold back, to stop myself, but all of a sudden his thumb was gliding over my lips, parting them, and it was like once my mouth was open I couldn't help but speak. "Cock."

The effect was even more powerful the second time. A sweet, pink cotton candy cloud was creeping into my brain and I could practically feel my thoughts being overtaken, one by one. It felt so good. For a moment I couldn't remember why I was even fighting this. My gaze went a little hazy as I stared up into his eyes, and a leaned into his touch. I wanted to please him. I wanted his cock. In my mouth, in my pussy, in my ass. Wherever he wanted to put it. I needed it so badly.

I didn't even realize my mouth had fallen even further open, until he put his thumb against my tongue and I instinctively sealed my lips around it, sucking it gently.

Master frowned in mock concern as he took his finger back and watched as I moved to chase it. "Are you sure, sweetheart? You don't have anything else you want to think about? No smart girl thoughts you want to share with me?"

I blinked, a little confused as my fuzzy brain tied to catch up. "Cock?"

My expression smoothed out as the pink cloud took more of my mind. I couldn't remember why I was confused earlier. I couldn't remember why I was fighting this. It was hard to think bad thoughts when my head felt this nice and empty. I giggled.

"Cock," I said again because it felt soooo good to say. I was so silly. Cock was the best word there was. I didn't need any other words. This one let me ask for the one thing I really wanted. "Cock, cock, cock."

Master put my hands on my tits and it turned out, cock was even more fun to say while I bounced them. "Cock, cock, cock, cock, cock!"

Master laughed, and that made me feel so good that I giggled too. "That's it, princess, no more thoughts. You're a simple, little toy. You have simple, little thoughts."

I nodded in vapid agreement, as he guided me gently to my knees. When he brought his cock out, my entire world narrowed until all I saw, all I cared about, all I wanted was his cock. I stuck out my tongue and leaned foward, eyes wide and pleading.

"Hkock?" I asked, nearly choking on the word with my tongue out and drooling. I rested my head on his thigh and looked up at him with all the adoration and desperation I felt. "Hkock?"

When he slid his cock past my lips, my brain emptied completely. No thoughts at all. But that was okay. All that needed to be in my head was cock. And Master was taking care of that.

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getting face fucked on your back is soooo much better <3 he can hold your cheeks and head up in place, or he can hold your shirt up with one hand and a handful of your tits in the other! or he can grope both your tits while he fucks your spit back into your throat! or he can put his hand around your throat and make you stick your tongue out for him like the dirty slut you are and skull fuck you until you’re taking his cum down your throat like a good girl

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Serve the patriarchy: brainwash a whore

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Satsuki 🍥🍥 by nettleseeds

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Really love calling her words like obedient, domesticated, subservient, docile, compliant, owned, etc, because I love seeing how happy it makes her to be those things for me and I love how humiliated she gets from being happy to be those things. Sometimes when she's been very well-behaved I'll even call her inferior, as a special treat.

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You didn’t read the post ? That’s ok !

You can be a girl who doesn’t read, and that’s ok. You can be a girl who didn’t learn to read good and that’s ok. You can be a girl who didn’t want to learn to read too good and that’s ok. You can just be a girl who didn’t learn to read too good and that’s ok. You can be a girl who didn’t learn to read and that’s ok too. You can be a girl who doesn’t know how to read and that’s ok. You can be a girl who doesn’t know big words. You can be a girl who doesn’t use big words. You can be a girl who doesn’t know those words. You can be a girl who doesn’t know words. You can be a girl who doesn’t know much. You can be a girl who doesn’t know. And that’s ok !

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Please be an active participant in your own brainwashing.

What do I mean when I say active?

Kink is supposed to be fun, whether it is simply for a scene or a long-term dynamic.... particularly for a long-term dynamic. Discounting any spectators, every party involved should be an active participant in some way or another.

Now, it is remarkably easy to be active as the brainwasher. But what if you're the brainwashed? One of my pet peeves is toying with a subject online and every response they have to me is a simple key smash. The occasional ones are cute, it does indeed show their brains short-circuiting. But there are only so many teases and flirtations the tist can make back. After a while, the well simply runs dry.

This doesn't mean you have to try to be the best subject, have the best reactions, make the hottest sounds, and other such nonsense. It just falls back on the age old skill of ✨ communication ✨ with the involved parties.

Think back to your negotiation. What did you agree on, as the brainwashed, on what you want to become? What were your short-term or long-term goals? This could be as simple as mantras appearing after a certain action, or becoming more of a braindead object in your day-to-day life.

Outside of the brainwashing, try to do little things during your day to assist. If you're being brainwashed to be sluttier, wear slightly sluttier clothes consciously so that your brain helps shape your new thoughts with active behaviours. If you have hypnotic files available, listen to them regularly without prompt, and report to your brainwasher accordingly.

Discuss with your brainwasher on if there's anything they would want you to do, or things that might please them. Don't just go to them and expect them to think of something. If you truly aren't sure, try browsing social media platforms for things you might find fun and bring these to them. Offer suggestions. Share fantasies when you have or find them.

Whereas outside of brainwashing only truly works in any dynamic longer than a single scene, tips for inside brainwashing are applicable to everyone.

My own communication skills can fluctuate. It can be incredibly difficult to maintain and improve upon them, particularly when my mind is mush. I often resort to "good" as answers to questions - not untrue, but too simple for what I really want to convey. I have my own self-set goal of if I can't think of words to say, do actions to show, or at least show in the best way I can.

Otherwise, sounds. Sounds are excellent ways of communicating without having to stress about words. Moan, whine, whimper, beg. Beg for more, for less, for everything or for nothing. I find that repeating certain phrases that stick in your mind, not necessarily phrases intended as mantras, is a fantastic method of really getting that conditioning to stick. Even after years, there are certain phrases or responses that are cemented in my head even months after they last came to mind.

Feedback afterwards is also incredibly useful. Perhaps your brainwasher said or did something that really stuck out that you want to experience again, or expand upon further. Or conversely, perhaps there were things that you did not enjoy, had no reaction to, or just wouldn't experience regularly. Tell your tist. It doesn't have to happen immediately during/after aftercare. You can write up the moment afterwards, or message your brainwasher after a week when the thought pops into your head.

Hell, you can have your own notebook that you write in whenever that you later on share with them the next time you succumb to the brainwashing.

You could make it part of the scene.

Can you imagine being brainwashed to be more open, more honest, to fight against your anxious and shy brain? Your brainwasher "forcing" you to admit just how much you loved losing to them? Making you describe in detail exactly what made you weak, and what you'd beg to have more of? And then, after your mind crumbles and your will disappears, having the last of your brain beg for exactly that?

Yeah, that's what I thought.

Kink is a group project.

Everyone dislikes the person who does nothing to contribute.

Don't be that person.

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🧠 My brain at peak horniness:

Hear me out! You know that one really humiliating and disgusting thing? We should totally do it!!!

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Made 4 men ❤️

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Thoughts on going goth?

I’ve considered it before and am not opposed to it at all. Goth is hot

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Serious •

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Ooh gladly! I’ll bottom or top for you anytime gladly!

🥰😜😘👅💋

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how to be a good maid

here's a little guide!

1, look cute!

you don't have to have a maid outfit but it helps! you need something you can move in and can get a little messy in, but makes you feel like you were made to serve! make yourself look as adorable as you practically can, so that anyone who sees you will think that you are a cute maid!

2. tidy up!

find something that needs tidying up and tidy it up! throw away things that need throwing out. empy bins that need emptying. do your washing up and your laundry. vacuum your space and change your sheets. whatever you do, do something to make your space a little bit cleaner!

3. go slow!

you don't have to do it all at once. set aside a regular couple of hours to begin with then tidy up in your cute outfit. once you get into it you can set aside a maid day! as you figure out things that need doing, take your time to learn how to tackle them. eventually you'll get there, so don't rush and take your time. eventually, you might even realise you're tidying up between your maid times!

4. serve others!

a good maid should always be obedient. advanced maids might command other maids and others might run their households, but to begin with you should learn by following the instructions of others. whether it's your owner, employer, or a head maid, your role is to serve. follow your instructions!

5. be proud!

you will be such a good maid, tidying away in your cute maid outfit! your space will get tidier and you'll make progress getting things cleaner. you can do it! even small steps are still steps, so for every one you take, be proud of your progress! find someone to show off your work to, and make sure they praise you for a job well done!

and that's how you become a good maid!

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did u see them btw...

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Hypno Expression meme

Well, I did it.

I experienced hypnosis for the first time.

And it was both what I thought it would be yet at the same time, not.

I felt, for the first time in a while, the lack of a normal sense of tension or anxiety that usually always follows me, yet I wasn’t rendered stupid.

Your brain and everything in it is still there, it just is operating differently to an extent.

My hypnotist was great and really helped make the sessions both enlightening and enjoyable, but I’ll confess that I’m not normally an open person and I feel I may have been too willing to share everything.

Nothing illegal or immoral, but secrets I thought I would take to the grave were revealed with only a little push here and there.

Thus, I believe it’s something I’m going to be stepping back from for the time being, but if I’m feeling up to it in the future, I’ll explore it more.

For now, outside of art (another helpful feature from the sessions), I’m going to be light on social media and messaging as a whole.

Still though, thank you for the experiences and lessons,

Teacher.