I just read a post from a hypnotist who actually uses the song “Trust in Me” from The Jungle Book as a means of induction.
I’d honestly never even thought about doing that, and the very idea is impossibly arousing. I’m sure, once you get the initial giggles out of the way, it would be extremely effective on some subjects.
Even though it is a huge turn on of mine, I don’t do a lot of hypnosis posts, but this one made me giggle, so of course I had to pass it along. I hope you enjoy the giggles.
Flashback Friday: Originally posted to this blog 10/13/2014
Edit: For those of you who are interested as using this as an induction in your own hypnotic play, or just are unfamiliar with the “Trust In Me” song we are talking about here are the lyrics and a link to the original song in the movie.
Trust in me Just in me Shut your eyes Trust in me
You can sleep Safe and sound Knowing I Am around
Slip into silent slumber Sail on a silver mist Slowly and surely Your senses will cease to resistJust relax Be at rest Like a bird In a nest
Trust in me Just in me Shut your eyes And trust in me
Trust in me Just in me Shut your eyes And trust in me
This galaxy, known as NGC 5907, seems to be an elongated line of stars and dark dust. But, the galaxy is actually categorized as a spiral galaxy just like our own Milky Way. In this new image from the NASA/ESA Hubble Space Telescope, we don’t see the beautiful spiral arms because we are viewing it edge-on, like looking at the rim of a plate. It is for this reason that NGC 5907 is also known as the Knife Edge galaxy. It is about 50 million light-years from Earth and can be found in the northern constellation of Draco. Although not visible in this image, ghostly streams of stars on big arching loops extend into space, circling around the galaxy. It is believed that those are remnants of a small dwarf galaxy that was torn apart by the Knife Edge galaxy and merged with it over 4 billion years ago.
Image credit: ESA/Hubble & NASA, R. de Jong; Acknowledgment: Judy Schmidt (Geckzilla)
In all the ways that mattered, Emmy was gone. Her baby blue eyes gazed straight ahead, seeing a spiral that only existed in her mind–a spiral that captivated her so completely and totally that she didn’t even notice the world around her anymore. Her jaw hung slack and open, the muscles of her face so blank and expressionless that any observer might think her asleep if not for those wide, staring eyes. She didn’t speak. She didn’t even moan or whimper, despite the bullet vibrator nestled snugly against her clit and held in place by a pair of latex panties. Even when the proctor gently stroked her chin and parted her lips a little wider into a perfect cocksucking ‘O’, she didn’t react at all. She merely froze as she was posed, her mind blissfully empty. Perfectly ready for her next programming session.
“You’re a happy little cockslut now,” the proctor murmured, and even though Emmy gave absolutely no sign of even hearing the words, let alone understanding them, the woman in head-to-toe black latex knew that Emmy was absorbing her conditioning without resistance. “Every time you see a man, you can’t help thinking about what his cock would feel like in your mouth. You can’t help fantasizing about licking your lips and sliding your pretty head down that warm, stiff shaft until you’re kissing his balls, and you’re going to do everything you can to pleasure that penis until his hot, sticky cum is sliding down your throat. Isn’t that right, pretty girl?” Emmy couldn’t even nod for herself in her current state. The proctor moved her chin up and down for her.
“Nothing makes you happier than being down on your knees, giving a man an eager, sloppy blowjob,” the woman in black purred, and Emmy couldn’t disagree. All her disagreement had been used up months ago during that spa weekend when the spiral was first planted in her brain, and now all her owners needed to do was walk up to her and brush their fingers intimately against the hollow of her throat to put her back into that same compliant, empty state. She wouldn’t remember any of this when she woke. But her deep self would instinctually obey. “You want to service his cock, his balls, take his load wherever he wants to dump it,” the proctor continued, and Emmy felt her head rise and fall in another manipulated nod of agreement.
“Every man you meet–every single man you encounter from the moment you wake up in the morning to the moment you fall asleep at night–is a cock you need to service.” A trickle of drool spilled from the corner of Emmy’s mouth as she listened, the only visible sign of her desire to comply. “You’re going to flirt with them–subtly if you need to, openly if you can, but always with the intention of ending that conversation with their dick fucking your face. And once you’ve sucked them off, once you’ve used all those skills in the back of your brain to make them empty their balls into you, you’re going to make sure they know that they can have that again. Any time they want. Any time they feel like using you. And it’s going to make you feel so contented and happy and complete knowing that you pleased that man’s penis. Isn’t that right, pretty slave?” Another compelled nod. Emmy wasn’t even aware of it, but her subconscious instinctively associated the motion with agreement and that made it so much easier to accept her brainwashing.
“Good girl,” the proctor said, removing Emmy’s collar and striding briskly away as the hypnotized woman gradually came back to her senses. She had a lot of other women to get to that day, and no time to waste on Emmy now that her latest programming session was complete. And when she was finished, she knew she would strip off her latex outfit and forget just like Emmy did that she was nothing more than another of the brainwashed, obedient slaves who carried out Master’s will.
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