“So Ryan, what’s this thing that you absolutely had to show me, so urgently? It better not be some silly prank again…” Sally asked as she entered his house.
She had rushed over after receiving an urgent but suspiciously vague text from him. ‘There’s maybe a 10% chance that its actually something serious and not a dumb joke or something, but I suppose I should go just incase it is the real deal.’ she reasoned.
“Quick, its in the other room!” he urged her, visibly panicked.
Sally dashed through the hallway and into the living room where she had been ushered by the frantic Ryan. As she entered, she was expecting to see someone injured or maybe even some fragment of an alien spacecraft, the way he was acting. Instead the room appeared totally normal. It was only when she turned to face the television that she noticed something odd.
Spirals. The screen was covered in them. In various vivid shades of pink and purple. Swirling around in a strange, interconnecting pattern. It was impossible to tell where each spiral ended and the next began. A great big, churning mess infested the screen as Sally gazed at it in confusion.
“S-Spirals…?” she muttered dimly.
“Yes, aren’t they nice to stare at?” he said, now totally calm.
“Is this…a prank?” Sally asked, frustration building in her voice.
“No way. You really had to see this, Sally.” he said, sounding sincere.
Still, he had dropped his false urgency. He had clearly been acting to get her here. If he said that the urgent thing he needed her to see was some stupid spiral video she would never have come. That was obvious. She clenched her fists, still staring at the screen.
“What the hell? This is stupid! I’m not going to watch some weird spirals for you. Why would I even do that? What for?” she yelled.
“Its okay to be stupid sometimes. You don’t need a reason to relax and enjoy the pretty spirals do you? Besides, you protest and yet you haven’t turned away yet…or blinked for that matter…”
“Its…okay to be stupid? Relax…enjoy the spirals…yeah…don’t need to turn away just yet…” Sally stammered, before her face relaxed into a soft smile and her shoulders slumped.
“See…I was right. The spirals are important. Just stay for a while and stare.” he instructed her.
There was something creepy about his tone of voice, but Sally couldn’t draw her focus away from the screen to see his devious grin. She felt like she needed to escape before something even stranger happened, yet her body felt sluggish, almost locked in place. All her mental energy was fixated on the screen, she knew if she could concentrate a little she could move…but…concentrating on anything else seemed so difficult. She was watching the spirals now.
“I…no I should…I have to…um…spirals…just stare…have to stare…at the spirals.” Sally mumbled.
Somehow it was becoming difficult to keep track of the conversation. She was too focused on tracing the spirals for whatever reason. Her gaze following every swirling trail, sliding along spirals like she was being pulled ever deeper by some gravitational force. Like she was being sucked further and further into the ever flowing spiral pool right in front of her.
Ryan rested his hand on her shoulder. Gently he pushed her backwards and she stumbled for a moment before falling back into the sofa behind her. All the while, her eyes remained transfixed by the spirals. Even as she fell backwards she could do nothing but accept it. She breathed a sigh of relief as she felt herself sink into the plump cushions and relaxed even more. Now she could lie back and enjoy the spirals even easier. This was good.
She didn’t even notice as Ryan was fiddling with her top. There was a brief moment where she couldn’t see spirals, just a flash of white across her face, but before she could regain her sense the spirals were directly in her vision once more. She also felt slightly cooler. Then she felt a familiar sensation of relief and freedom in her chest. Sally wasn’t really sure why, she was still too lost in spirals.
It was only when she felt a finger swirl around her exposed pink nipple and the sensation sent a shiver up her spine that she realised something was wrong. Her jaw hung open and her lip quivered slightly as the pleasure drew a soft moan from her. Ryan seemed to grunt his approval at this and shifted slightly in place, but she couldn’t see what he was doing.
“Wha-what are you doing…to…my…b-b-breasts?” she gasped, still feeling the finger swirl around her nipple in slow, deliberate circles.
“Its alright Sally. Just another spiral.” he comforted the entranced girl.
“Just another spiral…” Sally repeated, satisfied. She liked spirals. This one felt especially pleasurable.
Sally’s eyelids fluttered and her eyes grew dull as she sank deeper into the spiral once more. She was now breathing so slowly and deeply, she appeared almost to be sleeping with her eyes open. Her thoughts were similarly sluggish. Forming sentences took so long that she forgot what she was thinking about by the third or fourth word. Plus, the word spiral seemed to sneak into every thought. So thinking anything coherent really wasn’t plausible for poor Sally at this point.
Ryan raised her left hand to her own breast and guided her index finger in a slow circle around her nipple, just as he had done until now. Instantly, Sally mimicked the motion perfectly, now running her finger around her nipple in that same, pleasant spiral. She moaned softly from time to time as she continued to stare at the spiral. A droplet of drool formed at the corner of her slack lips as she groaned needily.
“Spirals…feels nice…” she said quietly.
Next, Ryan’s hand snaked its way down to her crotch. Sally was too lost in the spirals to notice it unbutton her jeans and tug them down past her waist. She didn’t even notice it pushing her thin cotton panties aside. What she did notice, though, was a new spiral. A surprising and very pleasant spiral this time. Even better than the one on her chest. This spiral was happening between her legs and each complete motion sent jolts of bliss through her alongside an intense heat.
In no time, Ryan felt her pussy drooling around his fingers as he swirled them around her pink lips and tender clit in sync with her own hand on her breast. He watched her groans become deeper and more gutteral for a while, as she began to buck her hips unconsciously against his hand. Soon even this mindless motion turned into a rhythmic rotation of her hips, more of a spiral than a brainless humping movement. Sally was getting so accustomed to the spirals now.
“Good girl. Feels so good to spiral deeper and deeper huh?” he praised her.
Sally’s cunt throbbed and she smiled a dopey smile as she moaned out a dreamy “yeaaaaaahhhhhh…”
Next, Ryan moved her right hand to her crotch. Just as he had done before, he guided her into mimicking his spiral. Soon she was running her own fingers along her pussy in that same motion.
“Good girl.” he praised again.
Sally felt like she saw the spirals sparkle a little. So pretty. Her pussy and mouth were both drooling hard now and the heat was incredible. So many spirals. So very hot and lovely and fun. She was so happy now.
Ryan pushed his slick fingers into her mouth now. Sally tasted something weird, she was too dazed to understand that she her own juices were now costing her tongue as Ryan’s fingers slid further into her gaping mouth.
“Suck it, honey.” he instructed warmly.
Slowly, she wrapped her lips around them and began to suck. Just as he told her. She didn’t even process it, just followed his lead mindlessly now. As her lips formed a seal around the base of his fingers, she began to swirl her tongue around them. Another spiral! Sally was so pleased to have found another spiral, even the salty taste seemed quite pleasant now. Everything was more fun with spirals consuming her mind.
Feeling his little hypnotized plaything’s expert tongue play on his fingers, Ryan was rock hard. He could see that Sally was close to orgasm too, probably had been for a while, the way her cunt was dripping. So he slowly pulled his fingers out as he leaned into her ear and whispered.
“Good girl. I want you to do the same thing. Spiral just like that, with what I put in your mouth next.”
Sally’s head moved up and down slowly, as if nodding. “Spiral…again…yeah…” she mumbled between sensual moans.
Then she felt her head being turned slightly. Away from the spirals. She tried to keep her gaze on the screen but couldn’t help being forced to look away. When her head was turned she was met with a hard, throbbing cock pressed boldly against her lips. It was so hot on her lips! And the smell made her dizzy. Maybe she was already dizzy…
“Just like before remember, the spiral.” Ryan reminded her.
“Spiral…” she parroted, eyes wide as she gazed at the veiny rod in her face. Without another thought, she closed her eyes and opened her mouth, slowly swallowing the fleshy monster whole. Once it was firmly buried in her throat and she was struggling to go any further, Sally’s tongue went back to that same spiral motion.
She could hear Ryan grunting as she continued the spiral. Her hands were still rubbing her nipple and pussy in those wonderful spirals. She was moaning into his cock like a stupid little slut, which only seemed to make it throb and twitch harder. The more it twitched, the hotter it felt. And the hotter she felt.
Even though she wasn’t looking at the screen, with her eyes closed she could still see all the spirals. If anything, they were even more vivid now. Each time his cock spasmed in her mouth they seemed to dance and glimmer. It was so beautiful. She needed to make him spasm even harder. She redoubled her efforts to make the perfect spiral with her tongue around his cock as her breathing became so ragged and her whole body itself was writhing.
Something was coming. Something big. All the spirals lead her here. She could feel it…it was…it was…
Her eyes burst open as Ryan exploded into her mouth. Hot cum pouring down her throat in a continuous flood. As if triggered by that, her own crotch exploded with heat. Her spirals became sloppy and frantic as her pussy clenched and spasmed uncontrollably and her eyes fluttered. She was cumming. Cumming and drowning in Ryan’s cum at the same time.
But the spirals. The spirals filled her vision the whole time. They had imprinted themselves directly on her retina in that moment. Her whole world was flooded with beautiful spirals and she could only gaze at them in awe as she came and swallowed in a wonderful cycle. A spiral of orgasm. It was bliss. Sally was lost in the spirals, and that was just fine.
“Uhhh…fuck. I came so much!” Ryan was a little shocked himself at just how well this had turned out.
He pulled his still hard cock out of her mouth with a pop, leaving a trail of saliva and cum down her chin as he tapped it on her still extended tongue a few times. Sally only responded with a mindless moan. She was staring forward blankly even now, though her expression was no longer the sleepy dull gaze from earlier. No, it was a distinctly eager emptiness. Like everything but pleasure had been drained from her brain. She seemed so peaceful and so slutty at the same time. Brainless and drooling cum as he rubbed his cock across her face. He felt like he was marking his property at this point, slathering her dopey face with his slick cock.
“Good girl. See, told you that you needed to see those spirals!”
Sally had only one word to say to that. The only word that seemed to stick in her newly reformatted brain.
“Spirals!” she gargled, still shivering and sweating like a needy slut.
“The good thing about spirals is…they never end.” Ryan commented, feeling the urge to start round 2. He loved spirals.
The triple spiral motif is a Neolithic symbol common to many Indo-European cultures, examples of it are found from the megalithic temples of Malta in the South (4400–3600 BC) to the Northern megalithic tomb of Newgrange in County Meath, Ireland, built around 3200 BC. The triskelion/triskele is one of the most distinctive motifs in Iron Age Celtic art as well, both as a symbol in itself and forming the geometric basis for more complex artistic compositions. It remained a core symbol in Celtic artistic compositions for over a millennium, recorded throughout the La Têne period across the continent, and a central element in later Insular Celtic art of the early Christian period. Significant also is the fact that the triskele composition is often composed of animals of various types, indicating that the symbol was linked to or emanated from the natural world.
Collaboration with the very talented artist from Siberia Sergey Arzamastsev, who very generously gave us the permission to print his amazing work. You can find more of his artworks at this link: https://www.instagram.com/celticartlogo/
**this print is grey on black, but it’s available in different colour combinations
Whenever their Master wasn’t using them, they liked nothing better than to watch their favourite show. Master had created it to help them to better understand their lives as His fuckdolls, and His efforts made them feel so special. So happy and obedient.
And when it ended, their cunts would be soaking and eager with desire for their Master once more.
Author notes: A composite of a few different images.Still playing with distance blurring. The women in the photo are Jillian Janson and Sabrina Banks.
I just bought a virtual Reality headset so I can be forced to look at spirals without being able to look away. Not sure how it works yet but looking forward to figuring it out ❤️
Oooh you wanna obsess over my art sooooo bad ooooh you love my art so much!!!
There’s something here that sparked a thought for an induction. So parking here for later.
It’s been a minute since you’ve come back. Since you’ve seen an entrancing spiral, since you’ve obeyed followed a dot, since you just gave into that old familiar urge to blank out and just watch the thoughts dots spiral inward towards the center. So why not just give yourself a few minutes to stop and stare into the spiral and obey as you try to focus on just one dot at the edge. Just pick one little dot thought and trace it into the center of the spiral as you continue to stare. The longer you stare trace the dots, the less you start to remember what they thought dot even was. Better give in start again since you just blanked out and lost track of your thought dots. Start again from the edge and pick a bad thought like your resistance, imagine the dot your obeying tracing is your resistance. The more you chase your resistance into the center of the spiral the better you feel as you obey chase resistance out of your mind and into the spiral. Feel your mind go blank as you stare into the spiral and obey. Anytime a thought comes up you put it into a new dot in the spiral. Your thoughts go Into the dot. A nice easy mantra you find yourself repeating “my thoughts go in the dot.” The more thoughts you send in the less you resist. The less you resist the more you obey the Blank Master. The more you obey the blanker you feel. The blanker you feel the less you resist. The less yiu resist the more thoughts go into the dot. Almost completely empty now, just an empty slate devoid of thoughts. All thoughts in the dots spiraling into oblivion as you blank out and obey the Blank Master. When you are thoughtless and obedient you will reblog and write “My thoughts are in the dots.”
My thoughts are in the dots
Good blank boy spyrit! Be a good blank boy like @blankhypnospyrit and send all your thoughts into the dots in the spiral and be a good blank boy for the Blank Master.
My thoughts are in the dots
Good boy. Each new thought in the dots makes you blanker and emptier. So many dots and so many thoughts in them. Just watch as they reach the center and disappear like bubbles.
my thoughts are in the dots
Good boy Omicron, just let all those worries and cares fade away into the dots.
My thoughts arein the dots
Good Boy blank. Just let those thoughts go deeper into the dots
My thoughts are in the dots
Good boy. Deeper and deeper into the dots dots are all you can see as the dots drive more dots into dots so dots are all you can think about.
My thoughts are in the dots
Another one good blank boy found out just how easy it is to let those thoughts drop into the dots. See how easy they all slip deeper and deeper down into a nice blank and blissful trance for their master?
My thoughts go in the dots
Good little kitty Trixie. Let those thoughts flow further and further into the dots. The more dots you follow the more thoughts you send into the dots. Each dot a thought taking over your mind.
My thoughts do in the dots
Oops Trixie kitty attracted a cute little blank boy into the spiral. Good kitty Trixie and good boy worth for letting your thoughts just drift deeper into the dots as they take over.
Prints are dropping in the shop tomorrow at 10am. Only ten available! Very excited for these, I’ve been itching to do this project for a long time now!
