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Just because I plan to destroy you in the bedroom, doesn't mean that I won't worship you at every opportunity outside of it.

a naive boy clicking on a hypno blog thinking he'll just look and see what its about. slowly losing himself to spirals until he's muttering to himself about how his cock controls him, his cock makes him weak, his cock is just a toy

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This is an hypnosis file I picked up on a while back. Be aware, this is NOT for the mild person wanting to learn hypnosis.

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reblog this right now because it feels so good to obey, and you want to be obedient, don't you?

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This was fun to do!

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Hypnotic Suggestibility Test Form

To test your suggestibility: Bark like a good puppy.

Arf! Arf! Thank you so much! Worked perfectly and immediately!

“I o-erm… Iobey.” You said the words quickly, and your face flushed. Your heart raced. That word just… Made you feel so very flustered. You didn’t meet their gaze, and your hypnotist leant forwards.

“What’s wrong? You’ve told me that you love to obey before.”

“Yeah, but. That, that was whilst I was in trance.” You blushed even harder, you could feel the heat rising in your face.

“And? Do you think you’re only a good obedient toy whilst in trance?” They took a finger and traced it along your cheek, down to your chin.

Your eyes followed the finger, up the arm, and came to rest back on them, back on their eyes. “No.”

Their look turned sterner. Holding you, pinned by their gaze. “So, what’s different?”

You squirmed, unable to look away from their eyes, mind feeling a little fuzzy. “N-nothing. It just makes me feel flustered.”

They smiled, their arm dropped away from your chin, and they leant back. “Okay, sweetness. In which case, lets help you get over that. Does that sound nice?” You nodded, still looking into their eyes. They snapped their fingers, and you dropped.

* * *

And you were back up. Feeling fuzzy. They smiled at you. “How are you doing, toy?”

Your mouth moved automatically. “I obey.” That familiar feeling of flushing didn’t come. But… That’s not what you meant to say. You tried again. “I obey.” And as realisation dawned, they giggled.

“Now now pet, don’t pout. It’s not going to be forever… Just as long as it takes to feel natural. I mean, what do you do?”

“I obey.” You felt a different sort of flush rise. Arousal. The lack of control was all sorts of fun, and as the rest of the afternoon continued, that arousal would continue to rise.