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The Trouble With Desperation

CW: This may contain some hypnotic elements, some teasing, and some flavors of addiction and obsession. This isn’t intended to be a proper induction, but I can’t guarantee that you’ll come away unaffected.

There are a lot of feelings that come with a kinky relationship, but none are so meaningful to me as pure desperation. On some levels, it’s such a simple feeling. It’s nothing more than a want, a craving, that has grown and grown until it occupies a space much deeper, much more intense than plain desire. It’s easy enough to understand, easier still to recognize, and on the surface it seems just as simple as that.

But there’s a tricky little thing about desperation, a quality that makes it such a wonderful feeling to explore, and that’s the fact that there’s nothing you can do against it. Take, for example, the desire to trance. It might start that way, as nothing more than a fleeting impulse, an idea that pops into your head before drifting away as quickly as it came. Even at that stage, though, we might see the beginnings of what will blossom into beautiful desperation. The impulse comes and goes, easily ignored, but that underlying drive towards wanting to trance never quite fades. It simply lurks, just below the surface, just enough that it can find opportunities to feed you that impulse again, only to watch you try to ignore it so it can lie in wait once more.

This is the first trap of desperation. It’s so difficult to catch it before it becomes something more. Those brief wants and impulses just keep coming, just keep pushing you like little by little towards that thing you crave. Whether it be trance, submission, mindlessness, obedience, it doesn’t really matter. The important thing is that the ideas keep popping into your head. You think about it every few days, then a few times a day, then every few hours, and sooner or later you know you want something. You know you want to trance, that you crave it, and that you won’t be able to stop thinking about it until you get what you want.

And that’s when desperation becomes truly dangerous and, for me, truly thrilling. When you spend every waking moment wanting, aching, yearning for that thing that will satisfy that itch, that’s when there’s truly no way out. But impossibility is so difficult to imagine, and so we work so hard to convince ourselves that there’s surely something we can do.

So you try. You try to ignore it. You try to push that craving down, to go without scratching until the itch just fades away. You try to tell yourself it’s just another fleeting impulse, that you don’t really need it. All the while, that craving just keeps bubbling below the surface, keeps pushing you deeper as you bottle it all up until it’s just too much to ignore. And then what choice do you have?

So you indulge. You let yourself have that thing you so desperately want, that thing you’ve grown to need. You try to tell yourself that just a little bit is enough, that, after you’ve had your fill, the craving will go away and you’ll be back to your usual self again. So you indulge. You fill up. You submerge yourself in trance, in submission, in mindlessness, in obedience, loving every moment of it because you’ve waited so long to get it. Only, now that you have it, you remember just what made you want it so badly. Now that you have it, you don’t remember why you’d ever want to leave.

So you’re trapped. Trying to ignore it only pushes you deeper. Giving in to your desperation only makes it harder to escape. It’s a Catch-22, and the only way to avoid it was to never get the idea in your head to begin with. Only, the idea is there now, isn’t it? There was no real way to see it coming, only to recognize that the process has already begun. The road to desperation always ends the same way, no matter how hard you try to stray, no matter how hard you try to turn back. And no matter how inevitable that destination is, people will always try to find some way out, and that’s what makes desperation so fun.

So what will you do now? Will you be yet another naive soul trying to avoid the prison you’re already trapped in? Or will you embrace that path, knowing there’s no way to go but deeper into your desperation?

#hypnosis #hypnokink #bdsm domme #brainwashing

@mindcensored

Sat, 14 May 2022 23:24:13

You know, I often hear praise kink talked about from the perspective of the submissive. Loving to be called a good boy, to be told you’re doing so well for me, but words cannot describe the thrill I get from leaving a subject utterly speechless after I’m done with them. To make their jaw drop to the floor in awe as the only words they can manage are “you’re incredible.” I know that I am undoubtedly very good at what I do, but to hear that I am “unlike anything else,” to see my old flings come crawling back to say that they can’t get me out of their head. That, after all this time, they “still haven’t found anyone that comes close” to what I do to them. If there’s anything I love to see stroked, it’s my ego.

#hypnokink #hypnosis #bdsm domme #praise kink

@mindcensored

Sat, 20 Nov 2021 16:03:55

my two current looks are

mommy tits in soft flouncy fabric, apron with a wooden spoon tuckedin the pocket. baking chocolate chip cookies in a short dress, playing with your sensitive parts while cooing loving words

and

sheer black fabrics that do not hide anything, high heels and fishnet stockings. long appraising looks and embarrassing comments spoken in a soft murmur. long nails painted black gently toying with your collar, hooking you in swiftly for a ravishing kiss