Hows It Feel To Be Living My Dream?

Wow

I take overstimulation extremely seriously just so we’re all aware.

Most I’ve ever made a guy cum was 27 times in one session and all of those happened in the span of about 5-10 minutes

Got him really warmed up and started fucking him with a dildo while I alternated between whispering in his ear, biting his neck, playing with his chest etc. After only a minute or two he shyly muttered out that he was going to cum. I stopped, stared directly at him and we had this brief, telling moment of eye contact before he got so embarrassed he had to turn away. We both knew he was under the impression he couldn’t cum without touching his dick and the fact he almost just did was so fucking hot to me.

I pinned his leg over my shoulder and continued. Within a minute he was back to how he was before, just on the verge and I kept moving it while he shook beneath me. Finally let up after he came all over my hand and I asked if he’d cum sarcastically to make fun of how obvious and hard it was and he just whimpered out “… I came twice”

He absolutely should not have told me this because as soon as I knew making him cum over and over was on the table I was determined to go as far as I possible could, and hearing him say two like that was addictively cute. I Pinned him even more and continued, told him to count every time he cums before quickly getting back into it.

27 times I made this very masc dude cum. 27!

Didn’t even think that was a possible number. Every 15-30 seconds I’d feel him tense up and clench on the dildo then I’d hear his little chocked voice murmur out a number before I kept going. He made a giant fucking mess, squirting basically each time in the beginning. I kept moving the goal post further and further, “come on let’s just get to 10 puppy!”, “I think we could do 15 don’t you?”, “Whoops that was a 16th one, well we might as well get to twenty, right?”. He was fully trembling, shaking, crying. His eyes were in constant state of being rolled back and the noises he was making were so intense. The best part was hearing him count though, it was the only coherent thing he would say and he struggled to get out each number but if he didn’t count I’d start choking him.

Hearing a grown man moan out “25” or whatever ridiculous number we were on has to be one of the hottest things I’ve experienced. I would have kept going forever but he was begging and pleading for me to stop and for some reason I don’t think he believed that I’d really let him be done at 30

He was a complete fucking mess after as you’d imagine. Basically just sat there in a daze for 10 minutes but I made sure to make fun of him. I mean 27? Really? Just an embarrassingly high number. He also physically couldn’t handle any play for like several days after this so safe to say I throughly worked him out.

I guess now my goal in life will be to get someone to 30

Hypno game 2

CW

Induction, triggers, resistance reducing, deepener, effects, no wakener, arousal

I know you were waiting for my new hypno game. Here it is. The second one. It has similar rules to the first game, but I've prepared updates according to your feedback and also there some new technuques for you to try.

I strongly recommend to read the first hypno game post and then continue reading this. All the games complement each other and you can get a lot more pleasure by reading the posts sequentially. The further you go, the more you are immersed in a trance. Even if you have already been deep you may drop deeper.

This hypnotic game can have strong effect on females, but males can also try it out. Just follow simple rules to be dropped very soon or a few minutes later. This is going to be not only text hypno. There will be nice spirals for you to go deeper and finally drop into pleasure and obedience for me.

This game has three stages. I think you should carefully complete each of them. To do this you have to imagine and feel what I say/write to you, just let it happen and you will like it. When you notice that you've completed stage you can scroll down and continue the game.

There are white words and pink words.

White words are used to communicate with your consious mind, try to focus on them.

Pink words are used to communicate with your subconcious, so you can do nothing, just relax more and more, more and more...

On the last stage you will drop into nice deep trance and feel so much pleasure and your brainless horny mode will be activated as you will be dropped into trance state. My words will become your reality, horny reality ofc.

This game contains erotic fantasy and effects. I will use your imagination to give you very sexy experience while you are entranced. And after that.

That's why you should read slowly, breath slowly.

I strongly reccomend you to take a nice breath after each line to make it more effective and to go deeper.

You may relax now and concentrate on the process.

The process of going into pleasant state you know, into pleasant state you want.

You can just drop into trance quickly now or read some more text and drop a minute later, I don't know.

(You may even slide into trance without noticing, it's some kind of fun and easy).

You need to do nothing. Pretty simple.

If you notice that you are breathing slower and slower, it's ok.

Slow breathing means that your body is relaxing more and more with each second.

You have to do nothing, really. I'll do all the stuff for you.

Slow breathing.

Nice.

Slow thinking.

Good.

Just drop deeper when you are ready.

My words replace your thoughts.

You don't need them now, because I'll do all the stuff for you.

And as you relax more, you can concentrate on my words.

They can replace all distractions with glowing bliss and calmness.

You feel so mindless and calm.

Peaceful and calm.

Ready to follow.

Ready to obey, because you have to do nothing.

Do nothing.

Nothing...

I'll do all the stuff for you.

And you accept it, you need it, you want it.

People usually drop into trance for me without any resistance.

They just drop and when they notice it all resistance turns into pleasure.

Try to resist and you just drop deeper with pleasure.

Try and drop even deeper, where you have forgotten how to resist and where you wish to obey, need to obey.

Slower breathing.

Nice.

Slower thinking.

Good.

Now I can connect to your brain on mental level.

I'm already there and I'm making some settings.

Just imagine how good in feels when you are blank and then you will find something sexy inside your mind.

You have to do nothing.

Feel pleasure,

Do nothing.

Feel more relaxed.

And do nothing.

Think any thought and you just think nothing.

Sweet nothing.

So obedient and relaxed.

So relaxed and just drop.

I'm already there and I'm making some settings.

Just imagine how good in feels when you are blank and then you will find something sexy inside your mind.

What can it be?

It's mental control module.

And I can activate it anytime.

You can't feel it, but it can make you feel anything I want.

And your body reacts.

You can't feel it, but it can make you see anything I want.

And your body reacts.

Mental control module is fully controlled by me to bring you pleasure.

And I can activate it anytime to make you feel good.

You will not understand how it works.

It doesn't matter.

You will not understand why it works.

It doesn't matter.

I just does the stuff.

Sends my commands to your subconscious.

And your subconscious accepts them with pleasure.

More pleasure.

Deep pleasure.

It's mental control module.

MCM to make it short.

As yout body so relaxed now, I want to check MCM.

I know you are going to love this.

May be you will be addicted to MCM commands as well as to my older triggers.

I don't know, but the main thing is that you are following my words and you need more.

We need to configure MCM.

MCM makes all my triggers one thousand times more effective.

Just imagine how it feels...

Stage 1 - Body control

Just focus on the white words. When you notice the spiral slowing a bit, you may start to nod your head. Spiral slowing means that MCM erases your thoughts and pulls them inside , so you feel your head is pulled ahead and down.

When you start nodding constanly, you can go to the next stage. Now MCM can control your body. Just wait and let it happen. I think you should know that MCM made all my triggers one thousand times more effective.

Stage 2 - Sensation control

Just focus on the white words. MCM makes your body perceive air as an aphrodisiac. Each breath fills you with pleasure and obedience. Your eyes begin to see air coloured a bit pinky. You may start noticing it with each breath.

When you understand that all air you breath in is a bit pinky, you can go to the next stage.

When I say or write "Pink air" you begin to breath in aphrodisiac. When I say or write "No pink air" you begin to breath in just nice air as usual.

Just wait and let it happen.

Pink air.

Stage 3 - Uploading erotic scenario

You are so deep in trance now. You know, when you just drop, you become my horny hypnotoy ready to obey every word I say or write to you. MCM does not change your will or ability to act as you want, it adds feelings into your reality. So easy and fun. And hot! MCM can acivate scenarios to make your boring activities more pleasurable.

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I think you know what is a Slime. It's some kind of naughty thing with tentacles which loves to touch you anywhere. I

And now MCM has created your personal (visible only for you) Slime to stimulate all your erogenous zones at time!

It touches you the way you like, the way you want to be touched...

If you have a dick, imagine what would happen, what it can do to you...

If you have a clit, imagine what would happen, what it can do to you...

And you may start feeling it right now or few seconds later.

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Just focus on the white words. Now MCM makes you dive into this fantasy. When you notice that it you feel pleasurable stimulation everywhere you can go further.

The stimulation will last 5 minutes.

Just wait and let it happen. And remember that I can activate Slime for you just by using your MCM.

Just drop.

Even deeper. Just drop.

I can use MCM to drop you into any naghty scenario and you'll love it. It will be so unnoticed and natural for you, that you just do it without any thoughts.

And when you just drop deeper, there is a reward for you.

Each time you leave a comment here MCM will activate Slime for you again for 5 minutes.

You can play this game many times. Each time you will become more and more obedient, because you just drop.

Leave as many comments as you want, as you need.

Just drop and enjoy.

When Slime makes you edge or cum, it gets level up! And gets more powerful. You should leave a comment when your Slime gets more powerful. Just tell us what's your Slime level.

MCM has just activated the Slime!

Can't stop, just drop.

And be ready for new scenario installations via your new MCM...

You thought it would be fine to fuck a fae as long as you don’t eat any fae food. You’re enthusiastically sucking a beautiful fae’s dick, not knowing he’s actually a prince, and he holds your head so you don’t move as he starts pounding on your mouth while tears strike down your face. He cums and you swallow it whole, tasting his sweet flavor and begging for more like a dirty whore. He smirks and pats your head, turning you on even more.

“Don’t worry, little human, you belong to me now. You’re my pretty little fucktoy, you will come to my palace and you will have so much more.”

You didn’t know cum counted as fae food. You don’t care anymore.

Howdy all you good boys, girls and toys~ Please reblog if you are into erotic hypnosis, brainwashing, etc.

I'm back and ready to do hypnotumblr again! I just gotta find all the kinky people that are left! Mind reblogging and helping me out?

Is anybody out there

just walked to the store and got really sweaty and smelly :3 who wants to come sniff and lick under my tits? >w<

(he/it)

Damn sounds heavy. Would you like someone to hold that for you queen?

psa that apparently condoms aren't supposed to be like. physically painful to put on, nor should they cut off all blood flow to your clit. if that's the case... magnums are actually really great and not as ostentatious as they are portrayed to be. i have learned a lot about myself this week ;-;

Is anybody gonna make this? Or should i?

>Yeah sorry, i turned your girlfriend into an upgrade-based flash game from the early-to-mid 2000s. Yeah the longer you edge her for the more currency you get hook her into muzzles and gags and progressively smaller cock cages and purchase other items to extend your run. Yeah the golden flat cage costs the most.

A Ridiculous Hypnofetish Dream  I Had

A few nights ago, I had this dream. I’ve been doing orgasm denial all through November, and my dreams have gotten… intense. It is not like my usual stories and follows some absurd dream logic, but, here we are. I was very conflicted about sharing this because it’s not a thing I talk about often and is very embarrassing for me.

CW: noncon, snake stuff, tiniest mention of vore

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I am walking in downtown New York.

I know exactly where I am. I am visiting a dear friend. We are spending a few days together; she has set up a little picnic in one of NYC’s enormous parks. It is a bright Fall day, still tepid and warm out despite the season. We are getting an early start to get set up; she is talking to me about who I will meet at the gathering. Friends of hers that she is sure I will like.

On our way, I see a few cats hanging on apartment steps, lounging in the sun. I am a little surprised that they are so relaxed and allowed to be outside, but I will never argue with seeing more cats in my life.

As we walk, I see one apartment that has a small garden in gravel behind the sidewalk, with a few plants. There is a cat rolling around in the foliage and dirt.

I do another take.

The cat has a snake wrapped around its body. It is struggling.

“I’ll catch up,” I tell my friend.

I walk over to the scene. Both the snake and cat lift their heads to look at me, uncharacteristically human-like glances.

The cat is a gray-white tabby. The snake is green, coils obscuring the tabby stripes, and head just a bit larger than I’d expect with big, piercing golden eyes.

“Shoo,” I say, a bit lamely, and then try to make myself look threatening.

The snake uncoils itself, spooked for a moment, but before slithering away, it looks at me, and somehow, it looks annoyed.

The cat rights itself and licks its paw. I pet it, and easily pick it up; so tolerant. I place it on the steps.

“It’s dangerous out here,” I tell it. “Your owners probably should take you inside.”

The cat does not respond.

I see my friend just a ways up ahead, waiting for me and with a couple more people now, probably a few of her friends.

I look back and see the cat sitting on the stoop, and my eyes find the snake who is now hiding in a bush, still looking annoyed with me.

Cautiously, I turn my back and go to catch up.

I try to shake the feeling of being followed.

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The picnic is very pleasant. There is delicious food and some community events in the park, and soon our small group becomes large and mingled with other people from the neighborhood. I am having a good time socializing. My friend is flitting in and out, periodically going back to her apartment to get more food or cups.

A man I haven’t seen before walks up and starts chatting with the people in our little corner. He is laughing, and he has a sharp smile. I idly watch him for a moment, and then he looks over at me, and smirks.

His eyes are that same golden piercing color as the snake from before.

I am suddenly very, very scared. A small snake, however angry it was at me for saving its prey, did not feel very threatening to me.

But a snake that can transform into a person, a snake that made it a point to stalk me and now make fast friends with our little picnic…

He walks over, smiling wickedly.

“Hello,” he says. “Have we met before?”

“Um,” I say, nervous, averting my eyes. “I don’t think so?”

My heart is pounding in my chest. Everyone will think I’m crazy if I call him out for what he is. But am I in danger? Did he come to get revenge on me somehow?

“Well it’s sssso nice to meet you,” he says, and it is pure malicious, the way he drags the ‘s’ out, and then I realize that something is terribly, terribly not in my favor.

I am scared, but I am horribly, horribly turned on; his sibilance, his eyes – this is too close to secret, early fantasies, the ones that make me break down, the ones I can’t resist.

“Look,” he says, more quietly.

I look up at him.

He is triumphant, and I have no doubt in my mind that he knows the way my body is responding to him.

And for a moment, I meet his eyes, and I notice them beginning to swirl with color.

I gasp and look away as he laughs.

“Doesn’t it look good though,” he whispers as I stare at the ground. I stiffen; he chuckles and walks away, finally.

It is abundantly clear to me what is happening in this situation.

He followed me here to get back at me for taking away his dinner. He knows what I want most of all. He is going to use my desires to lure me into becoming docile so he can…

Well, I don’t know what he is going to do. Hurt me? Eat me, maybe…

…That seems most plausible.

Everyone at the picnic seems enamored by him. He is charming and charismatic, and I just try not to look at him, try to lay low.

But soon, I hear him call above the gentle hum of laughter and conversation.

“Anyone want to try something fun?”

People gather and giggle and ask what it is.

He grins. “I can hypnotize some of you, do some party tricks. It feels really good, I promise.”

My heart sinks as the crowd ‘ooh’s and ‘ahh’s and talks excitedly.

I can’t say anything. I can’t do anything. I stand there shocked, staring at him.

He looks directly at me.

“Any volunteers?” he asks.

A few girls titter and blush, but he doesn’t stop looking at me.

“What about you?” he says, smiling coldly. “You look like you could relax a little…”

Again, hissing the word.

The people I’ve met are egging me on, telling me to do it as he pierces me with that gaze, and I can’t help but think about how it would feel to stare into his spiraling eyes and lose myself, despite the danger, how turned on I am…

I mumble excuses, decline as much as I can.

“Alright,” he says. “Want to see me do it on someone else first? That’s fine.”

A girl from the crowd steps up, shyly.

He looks at her, pleased, and shoots me one last glance that says, ‘Watch this, if you dare.’

He is standing just a few feet away from her now, and he doesn’t stop grinning as she fixes his gaze on him.

“Just look into my eyes,” he says.

The crowd hushes.

The trap is too good – do I break the social norm and look away, save myself from the temptation and eroticism, or do I give in and watch, see how he does it, feel my desire climb?

I look…

His eyes are spiraling and my pussy clenches as I see the colors blossom over and over from his pupils. My eyes dart to her, and that was a mistake – her jaw is loosening, her mouth beginning to soften into a little ‘o’, eyes widening and reflecting the colors in his eyes, and then she gives a sigh… Her mouth turns up into a pleased, soft smile…

I can’t. I can’t watch this anymore. I’m gasping for breath. I squeeze my hands into fists, trying desperately to keep composure.

I hear him wake her up, and the group begins laughing and making comments. Again I’m reminded, as I’ve always been reminded in my life, of how different the general social response to hypnosis is. No one is crippled like I am. To them, it’s a fun game.

He looks at me, and I feel raw, intense desire and shame.

He smiles and it is so cruel.

“It felt good, right?” he asks the woman.

“Yeah,” she said, “really good.”

“Really good?” he says, teasing, making a scene of it.

She laughs. “Yes, really good!”

“Yeah, when I hypnotize people, they’re like, ‘ohhhhh, it feels so good…’” He moans openly and the crowd welcomes the bawdy tone, laughing and encouraging.

I watch in horror as he imitates her face, eyes swirling with that smile, and then distorts it, makes it almost cartoonish as he smiles wider, rolls his eyes up, opens his mouth, lets his tongue loll…

He goes through a few more expressions, all pornographic depictions of someone in deep trance, and I feel myself yearning for it, as though he’s showing me what I might look like, how good I would feel if I just gave in.

The crowd is howling.

I am shrinking into myself in a corner. My pussy is throbbing, needing. I have never been this turned on in public before. I can’t move. I’m doubled over with how badly I want this.

He leaves the group for a moment and walks towards me, and I give a little whimper; in such a short time, my body and brain have strongly, deeply associated him as the object of all of my desires.

“Looks good, right? Don’t you want it?” His voice is dripping with victory, sexual and cold.

I can’t even breathe.