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“Yes, Master”.

He doesn’t even know why he’s saying it. His mind doesn’t register the question, all it registers is an overwhelming presence that takes over his thoughts, his brain and his existence.

He doesn’t feel anything, he’s too deep in, too far gone to feel. The cloud in his mind gets thicker and thicker and he stops thinking and he doesn’t realize he’s stopped thinking. All he knows is the fog and a presence in the fog and that’s all he can think of.

He doesn’t notice he’s kneeling and flexing, his body listens and obeys and his mind doesn’t even know it. Obedience is not a choice, it’s just his existence. He listens and obeys, and that’s all.

He can’t see.

His eyes are open, but he’s not seeing, not hearing, he’s just a puppet that obeys blindly and automatically. His arms, his legs, all his body follows the commands of the voice in the fog, and his mind doesn’t even registers the orders.

Blank. Down. Controlled. Gone.

This is him now, a beautiful empty body with his mind erased by fog. A puppet, a slave, a mannequin. He doesn’t know what he’s doing, and he will spend the rest of his life not knowing it.

This is more than control, it’s a complete takeover and erasure of his mind, reduced to a mindless object for the pleasure of the man standing in front of him. He can’t have emotions or desires, he can’t want or need.

He’s gone.

He will suck and fuck, get sucked and fucked, serve and obey with the absolute perfection of a blank automaton, and there is nothing he can do about it, because he no longer exists, he just left as a hot body, an empty shell that will be programmed to do anything his owner wants.

And when that voice calls, when he receives his orders, when there is a new command to follow, and another one, and another one, there is just one thing he knows how to say.

“Yes, Master.”

(I’m writing a full hypno-themed novel called Matt and the Hunters, you can find it in Sponsus and Gumroad, and you can also find daily short captions on my Twitter!)

Humiliation Prompts

These are all presented as sfw by default (but can be interpreted otherwise if that’s your preference)

Humiliate them by:

♠ Making them beg

♠ Forcing them to strip

♠ Spitting in their mouth

♠ Making them kneel

♠ Dressing them in a degrading outfit

♠ Mocking them for involuntary reactions

♠ Forcing them to lick something off the floor

♠ Hurting them in front of a mirror so they’re forced to watch

♠ Keeping their hands bound to make basic tasks difficult or impossible. Bonus: punish them for failing or making a mess

♠ Feeding them spoiled or disgusting food

♠ Hosing them down with cold water

♠ Calling them a mocking nickname or title

♠ Forcing them to crawl on their hands and knees

♠ Leaving them with obvious, hard to hide scars

♠ Branding them as a sign of ownership

♠ Forcing them to divulge past traumas or secrets

♠ Altering or ruining a part of their appearance they take pride in

♠ Rendering them mute or forbidding them to speak

♠ Making them lick clean someone’s boots/shoes

♠ Assigning them menial labor/chores

♠ Showing them off as a trophy at a party. Bonus: the party is for their enemies OR former allies/coworkers

♠ Offering them up as the entertainment to party guests to do with as they please

♠ Making derogatory comments about them to others (with them in the room/in earshot) Bonus: force them to agree with these assessments

♠ Gifting them as a slave/servant to someone they formerly outranked

♠ Leaving them at the mercy of strangers in a public display (stocks, pillory, cage, chained to something, etc)

♠ Grinding their face into the ground/mud/a mess they made. Bonus: With a foot on the back of their neck or side of their head

♠ Recording them being punished/tortured/etc. Bonus: send these to friends and family OR release them publicly online

♠ Fitting them with a collar

♠ Muzzling them

♠ Making them perform tricks or skills on command

Ya bro, we can chill here for a bit. There's no one for miles

Chase Stobbe