Cummly Otter

@cummlyotter.bsky.social

Just a dude who's into hypnosis...the game, the dance, the inevitability of oblivion. If you want to experience the inevitability of sinking into deep hypnosis, just be a good boy and DM me

Imagine sitting there, staring into my spiral as my voice seeps deeply into your mind. Your eyes fixed on the center as your head mechanically nods along, agreeing with everything I say because my words are absolute truth. But were you just imagining it, or was that the echo of a distant memory..?

To the outsider, it may seem strange that a dude willingly surrenders control to another, giving up more control each time he returns. But to a good boy, it makes perfect sense. There's a contract, an exchange. You give me control, and I reward you with pleasure. So much that you yearn to return.

whispering in a subject's ear that you can convince them of anything - and they're already so far gone they agree reminding them that what they just learned was their idea in the first place - and they take credit for it using the ambiguity as a way to tell them: believe me instead, it's easier.

"Good boys obey." Those three words are more powerful than hours of talking could be. So simple that they can't be denied or ignored. And irresistible force shaping your reality. No matter what your orders are, all you know is that you have to obey. Because that's what good boys do.

Your reward for being a good slave is to be transformed into an even better slave. Your reward for mindless obedience is even deeper mindlessness and even more complete control. Your reward for being my fuck toy is to continue getting fucked. Deeper. Harder. Faster. Now, say "thank you", slave.

There's something about watching a big, strong dude slowly succumb to trance. His vision beginning to grow soft. His jaw beginning to loosen. His thoughts beginning to slow. All the while, my voice weaving a tapestry in his mind. Binding him. Encasing him. Until the inevitable...DROP

Every morning he wakes up with an insatiable need to cum. In fact, it's the only thought in his mind: cum for Coach. He's programmed to wake up, wank, cum, and video it for Coach. He doesn't realise he shoots out his free will every morning. It keeps him obedient to Coach.

What do good boys do? You know it. You are a good boy. You know what you have to do. It's simple and easy. You know it. Say it with me, boy: Good boys obey. That's right. Say it again. See? It's easy. You already know the answer. Come on, boy, say it. What do good boys do?

Smart boys serve strong boys. Smart boys get overpowered and held with their foreheads pressed against spirals. Smart boys struggle fruitlessly, legs weak, as the fight drains from their minds. Smart boys drool their brains away. Dumb boys use their pretty mouths. Dumb boys serve strong boys...