#hypnotic
Jenny was confused
she felt like she ought to be doing something but she can’t quite remember what it is she ought to be doing other than watch the pretty spiral and listen to the words
When all she really wants to do is watch the pretty spiral and listen to the words
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I don’t know about you, but I do enjoy looking at a nice, swirly Bun
it’s very relaxing, I could stare for hours…
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“do-not-be-alarmed-earth-human. I-come-in-peace. Please-focus-your-attention-on-my-Suit’s-Zipper-device. Watch-closely-and-all-will-be-revealed”
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“Please … Please stop doing that.” I begged to the young girl
“Awe - but the big alpha male lawyer is reacting so well to his new triggers.”said the blonde girl as she looked at me with disgust.
I tried to unlock the door again, but she just started blowing a bubble, and I was pressed back into the seat. I couldn’t see it, but I felt it. Soft and sticky, and sweet, and every time it touched me it felt more pleasurable than the last.
Then just when I thought I was going to ‘Pop’ she brought it into her mouth, and I felt her mouth around me. My hips arched and I thrashed about.
“It’s cute how you thought my liking pink made you better than me. You were so manly and assertive about it. You called me ‘unprofessional’.” She said mockingly
And then she started blowing another one. Larger and larger, I was pressed back I felt like I might be crushed to paste.
And I just wanted to cum before that happened.
In it went again.
She giggled “You know what’s unprofessional? Being in a car with an intern, leaking all your power out the front of a $5,000 suit. That’s just downright … humiliating … isn’t it?”
She didn’t blow a bubble. She just arched an eyebrow.
I whimpered out a ‘Yes’.
“You know what’s really humiliating? You expecting Alexandra to get you coffee in the morning. She’s a lawyer man.” said the girl, her tone more commanding.
She blew another bubble … God, it felt like I was just about there. Maybe if I came it would break this spell she had me under.
She inhaled it, and started chewing.
“Or chewing out Denise in public for not correcting a citation you made in your brief. That’s not her job, she’s just usually good at that. It was your fuckup.” she said with anger in her voice
Oh God, her fingers were in my lap.
And she was blowing another bubble! With her fingers and the pressure, god, surely I could come, please …
No, please not again …
“You just made partner, and you sent Robin out to get you a sandwich on her break? That’s not well, I guess the deli was kosher, but that wasn’t.” carried on the young blond.
She was moving on top of me. Little thrusts of her hips in my lap. I tried to hold her hips, or my hips, still, but she was in complete control.
“Of course, all that was genius compared to dressing down a woman that got her PhD in Psychology at 17, just for wearing pink. That might have repercussions. But I talked to the other girls about it, and we decided this could be handled in house. No need for HR to be involved at all.” she said, once again mockingly
She was blowing another bubble, and it was bigger and bigger, and her hips were shimmying and …
It popped. On my face. I felt like a was having a seizure. She was sitting and smirking at me the whole time. The suit was soaked. My best suit, my suit I bought when I made junior partner.
She opened my door, oh thank god it’s over, I’ll be good I swear I won’t …
She spat out the remaining gum and stuck it to my forehead.
“Keep your eyes on my ass and follow me.”said the girl, her pink finger pointing at her perfectly, rounded ass.
I did, helplessly. Gum on my face. I couldn’t even say where we went, but my credit card paid for the suite.
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Epilogue: I went back to work Monday, and despite my fears, everything was the same.
Almost.
All the candy dishes had a healthy supply of Big Pink Super Bubble gum™. Biggest Bubbles.
But no humiliation. A few giggles from the intern and other female staff.
And I got a visit from one of the Senior partners. A frankly uncomfortably sexy older woman that shall remain nameless. Former model.
I was halfway through my six month review before I suddenly realized … Every senior partner I had seen could be described that way. Most of the full partners.
The review went … well actually. According to her, the staff like me.
“And that’s it for your review. You’re not the best lawyer I’ve seen, but you might be the best contract attorney I’ve seen at your age, and I think you’ll make partner. So, see you again in six month. Mind if I steal candy?” said the Senior partner, as she reached into the glass bowl on my desk.
“Of course not. I mean, it’s your candy.” i said submissively
“Thanks, I love these. I’m glad Jenny convinced me to include them.” said the woman as she poped the candy into her mouth
It was the bubblegum of course.
Wait - “Uh, Jenny?” I answer questioningly
“The blonde intern. That’s my granddaughter. Don’t tell anyone, she’s studying gender dynamics. She thinks we’re a fascinating case study.” said the woman, her eyes fixed on me.
I must have gone pale. I couldn’t tell her it was less from fear than from feeling a blowjob from my bosses bosses boss from five feet away.
She popped her first bubble. I suppressed a moan. Successfully. I think.
She got up to leave but stopped at the door. She stared at me for a moment. Chewing.
“Oh, one last thing. For fun we’re instituting Pink Fridays. If you don’t wear something pink, the staff gets to provide something for you.” she said, her eyes burning into my very soul.
She arched an eyebrow. “I’ve already seen what Jenny has picked for you; If you don’t want to find out I’d find a pink tie by Friday. If she hasn’t already bought every one in the tri-state area.” said the woman with a big smile.
Then she casually took the gum out of her mouth and stuck it on the door frame, winked at me, and sauntered out.
It felt like she had stuck a camera there.
Watching me.
I started searching for pink ties.
Everyone was out.
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Where tf is my emotional support bimbo?
As I have been saying, I wanted to make a text trance file (Warning: Hypnotic Induction)
This is my first ‘proper’ file I have written. I based it on what I know which is a progressive trance. I am always looking for improvement, I think it is vitally important as a tist not to become complacent in one’s own abilities. Also, there is an audiofile coming soon.
Regarding hypnotism, I think every trance, every induction is evolving. You meet new subs and tweak it just a little to make it more efficient. Here is one of my favourite trances to do with subs, I think it to be quite relaxing, erotic and corrupting. It is scene in my bimbo file, however, don’t expect that affect to you
I want you to lie down or sit down even to be in the most comfortable position you can be. You will be reading and slowly, gracefully becoming my pet.
In front of you, there is a pool
It can be any type of pool, but it is your perfect pool. It might be a cool lagoon on a hot summer’s day or even a bubbling spa on a freezing winter morning. However, to you, it is a perfect pool. When you breathe in, the scents are tantalising, herbaceous, delicious scents are emitting from this pool. No horrific over-chlorination or dripping sunscreen, just this herbal, spiced, pheromonal scent entering your nostrils
Deeper into the pool
Deeper into the trance
Deeper into the pleasure
Deeper for me
Deeper under me
Breath in.. and.. out..
in.. and.. out
In.. and.. out.
Letting the air enter your lungs
Letting yourself really feel the air
In.. and.. out..
In.. and.. out..
The perfect feeling, in the perfect pool, for the perfect you
You keep breathing, as you walk closer to this pool. You feel it, calling your, tempting you, seducing you to enter. It is almost a living entity, and the pleasure is radiating from it. As you step in, the water welcomes you, it is the perfect temperature, within the perfect pool. You feel the water study you, interact with you, stroke you, pleasure you. You feel all sorts of emotions and feelings
Pleasure
Calm
Relaxation
Happiness
Joy
Arousal
Submission
Tingling
Throbbing
Tickling
Soothing
Quiet
Loud
Subtle
Strong
Sexual
Addictive
Feelings
Threading across your body, complete contentment is radiating at your feet. Although, we don’t want to rush into the pool, we don’t want you to experience too much perfection at once. The smell is still calling you, wanting you to embrace it, and you can feel the nice air in your lungs, relaxing your very core; as you breathe:
Deeper into the pool
Deeper into the trance
Deeper into the pleasure
Deeper for me
Deeper under me
Breath in.. and.. out..
in.. and.. out
In.. and.. out.
Feeling this pools air, melt your stress
Letting yourself feel this pleasure
In.. and.. out..
In.. and.. out..
The perfect feeling, in the perfect pool, for the perfect you
And so you take your next step, into the pool, as the water caresses your legs. This perfect feeling, in this perfect pool. You feel it sitting just below your knees. The water explores you as much as you feel it. The feeling, the pleasure, the arousal, the submission, all getting stronger as you go deeper into the pool. You want to melt into it, you feel a sense of truth with this water. It is simply true. This is felt across you as you breath:
Deeper into the pool
Deeper into the trance
Deeper into the pleasure
Deeper for me
Deeper under me
Breath in.. and.. out..
in.. and.. out
In.. and.. out.
The air pushing you closer, letting you soak in the feeling
Your lungs expelling all stress, and negative emotions
In.. and.. out..
In.. and.. out..
The perfect feeling, in the perfect pool, for the perfect you
You take your next step, you feel the water at your waist. Playing with your crotch, a million nerves of pleasure shooting through you. You feel the water seducing you, making sure you feel every part of it. Every molecule makes your body relax, you know that this pool has an agenda. It is the feeling of trance, and already you have given in to it. You feel the water pulling you, into the deeper areas, you know you want to go:
Deeper into the pool
Deeper into the trance
Deeper into the pleasure
Deeper for me
Deeper under me
Breath in.. and.. out..
in.. and.. out
In.. and.. out.
The pleasure is taking you
You need more of the scent, the air, the perfect place
In.. and.. out..
In.. and.. out..
The perfect feeling, in the perfect pool, for the perfect you
You take your next step, you feel your bodily buckling, surrendering to the water. It is now just below your chest. You feel your arms, under the water, with you losing control. The smell is more potent, dizzying, zoning you out only to focus on the next word. The more you read, the more you smell, the more you smell, the deeper you go. Your body is surrendering, losing control, giving me the power to make you feel perfect.
Deeper into the pool
Deeper into the trance
Deeper into the pleasure
Deeper for me
Deeper under me
Breath in.. and.. out..
in.. and.. out
In.. and.. out.
Let your body surrender to my pleasure
Let yourself feel the happiness in obedience
In.. and.. out..
In.. and.. out..
The perfect feeling, in the perfect pool, for the perfect you
You take your next step, the water sucks, bites, and nibbles at your nipples. It is at your neck, you smell the intoxicating pheromones the pool is subliming. Your head feels empty, mindless, thoughtless, you want to give into the smell. You feel almost automated into the process, the air in your lungs driving out any negative sensation and leaving a deep adoration for the pool. The water vibrates the pleasure, obedience, submissiveness, blankness, calm, relaxation against every inch of you. Every crack, curve, bump is merging with the water. You need more, you have to have more, this feeling is all you have ever wanted.
Deeper into the pool
Deeper into the trance
Deeper into the pleasure
Deeper for me
Deeper under me
Breath in.. and.. out..
in.. and.. out
In.. and.. out.
Your body, and the water, become one
You want to do anything for the water
In.. and.. out..
In.. and.. out..
The perfect feeling, in the perfect pool, for the perfect you
You take your last step, as the water goes past your mouth, down into your throat. Past your nose, ears and eyes, encompassing your head. Engulfed, you feel the pleasure radiate into your mind. The water is corrupting you, you feel your wants and desires become one with the water. You care for what the water cares for. You want what the water wants. You are more aroused, submissive, slave-like, blank than ever before. You want only to serve the water, obedience is pleasure.
I am the water, I have always been the water, you serve, adore, and want to please the water.
You are mine, you are happy. You want to make sure you become nice and programmed for me
If you can, if you want to, begin to touch yourself, edge yourself, let your mind be certified in obedience to me. As you do, you will mumble, say, scream, beg, whisper the phrase ‘I am one with the water, I serve my master, obedience is pleasure, I feel pleasure, so I am obedient for master’ over and over again. Until you are my good hypnoslave
You are mine, you are ready to be of service to me. I am going to say a colour, when I do you will be completely out of trance but you will feel the obedience, the emptiness besides the adoration for me. You will experience this for as long as you need, but after 5 minutes you will regain your old self. You will reblog this, you will add what it feels like to be mine. Then you will go back into the trance, edging away your thoughts, your will and letting yourself be corrupted by me for another fifteen minutes.
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Worship Kink
All I want is for you being my worthless slave to completely adore me and allow me to degrade you into the ground. I want the idea of tasting me to be ironed into your brain as the ultimate pleasure, as you edge thinking about simply seeing me.
Beginnning To Drop
I talk about this a lot, the most erotic thing about hypnosis for me is the drop. The eyes fluttering a bit too much, perhaps the sub takes in a deeper than usual breath. The slight movement as they readjust their position, almost to combat this manifesting arousal spreading from their legs to the rest of the poor body
This is the most erotic thing, it is the beginning of me getting my way. The tendrils of temptation and desire beginning to tantalize your mind, the thoughts slowing down to make way for this behemoth of pleasure I will command you with.
How can one not be aroused by it, how can one simply acknowledge it? I want you squirming with the idea of my voice simply whispering away your identity and make your will, wishes, and purpose to be corrupted to seeing me as the only thing needed for your p
itifulerotic happiness. This is where I get to make my bed, and I will certainly lie in it.
*takes a drag of a dart*
Mate, you are fucking cooked
*pans to sub on bed, edging, bucking, grunting, moaning and completely mindless*
Look, luv you can rationalise it anyway you want:
- You are hot af
- I am hot af
- You be my big titted slutty cock dazzled bimbo
- I be the dazzling cock
Super offended you aren’t edging to my blog right now. Be a good pet, make your mind weak as you scroll.
