Would love to put a petrification spell onto someone, turning them into a statue of their former self. First thing I would do is place them in my personal garden. Showing off to any future guests. Smirking as they admire the fine details that make it feel so.. Lifelike...

Being tasked to worship an image of your owner while they'd be gone for a few hours. Mindlessly staring at your screen while the file of their voice plays in your ears. "Stare, serve, worship, obey."

Admiration is doing the minimal effort for someone. Adoration is doing more than they ask for. Obsession is doing things without them having to say a word. Conditioned is when you have those waking moments, unable to remember when you started worshipping them. But brainwashed? It's all natural~

After getting lost in the fae wilds, you finally come across it. The exit. A pixie stands behind an old desk, welcoming you with a warm smile. "Thank you for visiting the fae wilds! Could I get your name before you leave?" Oh, sure. It's - .... It's... God damn it..

I think it's an adorable idea for a songwriter/hypnotist to have a subject that they refer to as their muse. Treating the muse as their good luck charm whenever writing music. All the muse does is sit and listen, obediently providing ears just as asked.

When people think of intelligence play, one of the most common tropes is to reduce the vocabulary. But I don't want to limit your choice of words. If you want to use a big word, that should be your choice. I can break your thoughts in other ways after all. I want to break how you process words.

When people think of intelligence play, one of the most common tropes is to reduce the vocabulary. But I don't want to limit your choice of words. If you want to use a big word, that should be your choice. I can break your thoughts in other ways after all. I want to break how you process words.

A hypnotist who performs as a street magician. Rather than following the secrets of the magician's handbook, they rely on hypnosis. Not so they can rig the trick in their favor. But simply so they can retry it from the beginning.

The first time she ever shushed you, it felt electric. It wasn't common to see her being authoritative. So as she cut you off with a finger to her own lips - You paused.. Almost as if that finger was pressed against your lips instead. A momentary silence.. .... And then she took the floor..

Would love to install a shortcut onto you as a trigger. The two of us having a conversation as you ramble on this game you've been obsessing over. Then as I speak those words - "Alt Tab" I bring up your outfit and how cute it is. Oh my god, you were so excited someone noticed your top.

If you ever want to make your subject feel like an object, introduce it to body writing. And I'm not referring to simple phrases like "Use me" and "Hold here ->" Write your grocery list on its back. Let it be known the only reason it's following you to the store is so it may be your own notepad.

You've been to plenty of raves throughout your years. The best way to describe it was flashy and loud. So it's odd to come across one that was just... flashy.. Your friend's been begging you to come with her to this silent disco - There hadn't been a single day where she wasn't talking about it.

To hold onto a small piece of someone's intelligence all day - And they seem to never realize. Because you didn't really take a big amount Sure they're juuuuuust a tad dumber. But not enough for anyone to notice. Only the back of their mind knows the truth. And that's all that matters~

#hypnokink Need to grab someone's focus. Just bringing two fingers up to their eyes and piiiinching As their gaze is held within my fingers. And it'll remain within my hold until I dismiss it. I could let go in a general direction, letting you absent mindedly stare. Not a care..

Having your maid follow you around while you make small messes. Watching the intent in their eyes, staring at your half finished plate. But as soon as you finish, you clean up after yourself. Just watching the desperation grow each time you leave the place spotless.

A common association with dropping tends to be more... Literal.. As your mind drops, so does your body. As if nothing was supporting it from being held anymore. It's an amazing feeling after all, as heavy as your thoughts. Slumped forward, completely gone.

Despite having a voice kink - There’s just something appealing about talking with another. Oddly.. you couldn’t hear a single sound produced from their lips. Yet deep down inside, you knew you could hear them. Their words directly hitting your brain. And you were listening so intently~

Upon your request, you've been installed with a new maid state. However, only your maid state knows how everything's organized. And you're locked out of their memories. One solution was to learn how everything's sorted. But if you had that attention span, you wouldn't need a maid state.

A house of roomies so spontaneously horny that every chair is deemed the cuck chair. That is the post.

Screw the cuck chair. I want to observe the act like a pompous art critic. Knowing to never touch the art- Yet still admire it from up close. Nodding along to every kink portrayed in front of me. Completely astounded as she yells out her partner’s name. SHE’S SAYING WHAT WE’RE ALL THINKING!

The one thing hotter than coming across a video with a vague familiarity?.. Encountering a video with no familiarity whatsoever. Yet your footprints are left all over it. The like, repost, comment - and comment - and comment - Repetitively asking over and over to praise and worship. Begging.

Hypnotized to never know the answer. Everytime you’re asked a question, it’s on the tip of your tongue. But as you go to speak it out loud, it slips your thoughts. Before you can properly let it be known. But.. You DID know the answer. It’s not like you were clueless… Were you?…

A D&D curse that treats someone's thoughts as a concentration spell. Everytime they're hit, they just have a chance to lose that train of thought. Eventually, finally losing thought. Keeping them staggered as they get brought to their knees. Then their hands. Until they're as useful as a stool.

There's something hot about that fine line of exhibitionism. The two of you in public, playing with your mind. Kept at an uncertainty of whether people know what you're doing. Like being hypnotized to imagine a leash between your neck and your owner. You know it's not there.. But.. Is it?

When the tist is saying “At the snap of my fingers, forget who you are” but my name is - …. What was my name again?… … It’s chill….

“THINK FAST, CHUCKLENUTS!” But the sub could not think fast. In fact, they could not think at all.

“And ten -“ -FLASH- “Wide awake!” You’re still groggily readjusting to the flash that blinded you for a moment. It was never something you’re ready for. Even if it’s been done every session. Though you really don’t mind your tist taking these photos of your trance. It feels good to display.

I personally feel the concept of a muscle tist constantly underestimated. And to be honest? All it takes is one simple move. Coming from behind, all they have to do is sweep you off your feet. And you feel your mind swept up at the same time. As they hold your body, they also hold your mind.

If you’re a writer, write “I waited” without saying it: There’s always an exhibit that speaks to someone. Yet one statue remains in the center for all. Its gaze carefully positioned upwards. Fixated towards that open skylight. An expression of stone… Now bathed in the sun. Soon basked by the moon.

🔞 cam, huffslut@sleepy.hypnotized.cam · 3mo ago

if you're a writer, write "i waited" without saying it (except i am tiredly singing) passin' the time the moment's yet to come by the clock is tickin' on and on feels like i don't tick along- side, the long time, oh so long, time, we're out of time . . .

Due to a recent conversation with a friend, I've noticed a common template for a classic mantra - ___ [In/Out/On/Off/Up/Down], ___ [In/Out/On/Off/Up/Down]. That is all. This is the post. Do what you wish with this information.