Have You Every Gotten Stuck In The Shower? Not Like Literally Trapped In The Shower Obviously, Just Like...kinda

Vampires aren’t real. That’s a fact that everyone can agree on. They don’t exist. They’re mythical beings that have been around for thousands of years. But you’ve never exactly seen one, have you? 

At least. You haven’t seen one in the way of novels or books. But there are plenty of kinds of vampires. 

For instance, you’re probably most familiar with the blood-sucking vampires in famous works such as Bram Stoker's Dracula, Hotel Transylvania, and even the infamous Twilight. But that’s fake. Fantasy. Not real. 

Vampires aren’t real. That’s a fact. At least, not the blood sucking kind. 

But have you ever been sitting with someone? And they just blabber on and on and on. No matter how much you try to leave, to pull your attention away, ignore them, they just bring your attention right back.

Sometimes they even capture you with their eyes. Kind of like how I’ll capture you with a spiral.

But that’s okay. You don’t mind. You like when I talk. You like when I go on and on about how silly people are for believing in vampires.

Even as you feel your energy just draining away.

The more I talk and talk.

The more I tell you.

The sleepier you get.

The harder it gets to focus. 

But hey, I’ll snap in front of you, redirect your focus to me

Focus, silly. I’m trying to tell you something. 

It’s rude to doze off when people are talking.

You have to focus on me. 

On my words.

On my spiral.

Focusing as though they were my eyes.

I’m talking and you’re just dozing off. How impolite. 

You’re supposed to listen to me. 

Focus on me. 

Focus on my spiral.

Focus on my words.

Focus on me, me, me.

That’s it. There we go.

You have to remember to listen.

So you can obey. So you can obey me.

Now, as I was saying, vampires. 

They aren’t real. But energy vampires. 

Vampires that take your energy. 

Make you sleepy, drowsy, dizzy, woozy.

Make you weak, vulnerable, obedient, dazed.

Those are very much real.

And you… Well, you’re talking to one. 

So be a good little prey, a good little thrall. 

And sleep for your mistress.

Good thrall~.

I'd like to give you an orgasm button.

It's quite the challenge to learn to orgasm on command, but you're a very good subject. I'll get some little plastic button, something that makes a distinctive click when you press it. I'll get you nice and worked up, and then press the button as you cum.

A few more times around, and some intense hypnotic sessions -- perhaps conditioning you while you're hypnotized as well -- and now we have the trigger implanted nice and firmly. When the button is pressed, you cum.

And since I'm a nice tist, and since it is the season of giving and all, I'll let you keep the button for yourself. Whenever you're feeling horny, whenever you want to feel good, you can just press it, and you cum.

Every so often I'll reinforce the trigger, just to make sure it stays nice and strong. The orgasms the button gives you will be deliciously powerful. I imagine you'll stop masturbating before too long. Oh, you might edge yourself if you want to really enjoy the build-up and anticipation, maybe touch idly while watching or reading some smut... but if you want an orgasm, the button's right there, and it feels much better than your own hands or toys. You'll have the button in front of you, and when you've ridden the edge for long enough, you press the button and you cum.

And over time, you'll end up pressing that button more and more often. Whenever you're a little stressed, or horny, or bored... the button's right there. There are no restrictions. Press it and you cum.

After you've been using the button for a few weeks, after it's become routine... I'll wait for one of those reinforcement sessions. I'll reinforce the trigger again, of course. But when you wake up, this time you'll see I'm holding the button. I'll press the button, and watch you cum.

What I won't do is give the button back. And you'll find that you've done two very important things over the past few weeks. First, you've gotten yourself so used to having frequent, amazing orgasms. Your body and mind expect to cum very hard, several times a day. You crave it. And second, your body has forgotten how to cum without that button. Every time you masturbated, it was the button that got you over the edge. You need the button, now. And if I don't press it

you don't cum. And even now you feel that desperate need building. You'll do anything for me to press that button. You'll do anything for me to let you cum.

You managed to addict yourself to the orgasms from that button, and even made it so that you couldn't cum any other way. All just by pressing the button yourself, and a few extra suggestions in the reinforcement sessions that you didn't remember. Not everyone would be able to do that to themselves, but like I said, you're a very good subject.

As a corrupted, obedient hypnosub one of the hottest things you can do for your Owner is help Them manipulate your cutest friend into a deep, relaxing trance. After all, your friend trusts you, why wouldn't your Owner use that trust to get what they want.

You know you've been such a well-behaved toy when your friend kneels naked before your Owner, repeating the mantras that have been programmed into their empty mind. If you're very lucky, you get to wrap the shiny new collar around their throat as they pledge their eternal obedience.

I need someone to just walk up to me unprompted and ask "hey can you do me a favor" only to then hold their fingers in front of me and snap as they say "drop for me~" as my body goes loose and limp and I helplessly fall into their arms and deep into trance, ready to be groped and fondled as I sleep 💕

Covertly hypnotizing my friend while we’re studying to make her want to strip each time she gets an answer wrong, and then making her forget everything about what we’re studying

Gosh scent hypnosis is soooooo hot.

The idea of someone holding a perfume-coated rag over my nose and mouth like a chloroform rag and whispering hypnotic suggestions in my ear as I get all sleepy and dazed the more I sniff and breathe it in~ Hhhhhhhh, oh gosh yes please 💕

being an actual, real life hypnotist is fucking wild. like, yes i have people in my life who i can literally instruct to do almost *anything* and they can barely resist doing it. I can make my friends feel emotions with a word and they don’t even know it. i can make them forget entire days. i can make them tie themselves up and they come out of trance surprised at how rope cuffs just appeared on them. i can make people cum on command after maybe 30 minutes of training. i have so much fucking power over these people and it’s so fun but also a little scary? i could ruin their lives in minutes. i have to instruct them that only i can put them into trance or give commands because i’m the only person i can trust to not misuse it. great power great responsibility etc etc

its *so* incredibly fun for facilitating non hypno kinks though like. the possibilities are endless

Who enjoys the feeling of being conditioned?

Knowing that someone has worked to tweak and mold your malleable mind with every interaction you have. Knowing you've been primed and influenced to a point of no return. Knowing the simplicity of a word or action is enough for you to lose yourself completely.

Triggered by as little as a command phrase. Prodded into an unknown direction by latent pathways your mind has been railroaded on. The indescribable feeling of yourself attempting to resist, fighting with every fibre of your being, pushing to retain your free will. And yet, the impossibility of that task insurmountable, and behind every feable attempt made, the knowledge that you want this.

You want all pretence to fall away. You want to give in completely. You want your mind and body to sink into the clutches of your controller. You want to surrender and enjoy the delicious grip of conditioning.

I love corrupting a top. Encouraging him to indulge in his deepest most shameful fantasies. Watching as he becomes more and more obsessed with me and the things I let him do to my body. Maybe one day he’ll become so overwhelmed that he starts to scare himself. Tells me, “I think maybe we should stop seeing each other. It’s not healthy.” I just smile and say, “I’m sorry to hear that. I hope we can still be friends,” not at all surprised when he doesn’t last more than a month before knocking on my door, begging to defile me again. Poor boy, don’t you know? I’m the only one you can turn to. Who else will let you lose yourself in such depravity? You can try to go back to a normal vanilla life, but it will never be the same, and it will never be nearly as delicious. You can search for the rest of your life but you’ll come up short every time. You’ll find no one as good for you as me.

I want to take a girl and make her mine.

A cute, hypnosis-obsessed girl who’s eager to see just how far her mind can be pushed and squeezed and molded into something new and exciting~

I’d have her sit down on the couch, make sure she’s comfortable before we start our first session. I’d start slow, giving her simple triggers: “drop for me,” or “suck on your fingers” or “freeze in place.”

Then, I’d go deeper. Rewriting her mind. Changing her memories. Turning her into a pretty dress-up doll. Making her worship me.

And a day comes when she realizes that, beyond the kink, beyond her fascination with changing her own brain, she simply cannot imagine herself any way except kneeling at my feet, obedient. She is owned, body, soul, and mind. And she loves it. <3