#induction

[dragoneye771]

[veryverypowerfulsuccubus]

Come to me 😵‍💫😈

[yumisugarr]

Netflix and chill except i covertly have you slip into trance, and the screen becomes a large spiral for you to stare at as your mind becomes vacant, empty and blissful.

[hypnodiaries]

Oh, sweetie, you’re so cringe… what? Are you gonna bark for me? Are you gonna wag your imaginary tail? Or are you gonna make all those cute little silly noises when I give you the headpats you’ve been begging me for? You’re so pathetic, baby… do you want a treat? Here, look at the screen for mommy. Oh, sweetie… did you drop already? My pathetic little toy. Good job.

[puari-vol]

Have you every gotten stuck in the shower? Not like literally trapped in the shower obviously, just like...kinda stuck. Like you could easily open the curtain and step out, or reach over and turn off the water, but you just can't bring yourself to do it. the water is so warm, and it feels so nice having it run over your body. you could leave at any time, but you don't want to. you want to stay.

That's kind of what trance feels like

you could shake yourself awake, you could look away from the spiral, you could stop listening...but why would you? You just feel so warm, and the water pouring down is just the perfect white noise to drown out the rest of the world. you know how cold it is out there, how much you have to do and think about once its over, so why not just stay in a little longer? stay warm, stay drowsy, stay damp. Its just so easy to stay, and it feels so good. its so much easier to stay in trance...I mean the shower. And while you're just letting the warm water wash all your thoughts away...I mean wash your body clean, what do you think about? do you just let your thoughts drift and meander until you just wind up with your eyes closed, thinking nothing at all? just listening to the sound of the water, feeling warm, feeling good. Of course I get stuck in there, I never want to leave, and why would you? it feels so good to be stuck in trance. its necessary too, just like you need the shower to clean your body, trance cleanses the mind. Decompressing, de-stressing, letting go. all very very important things to do. So now that you're here, why not just stay in trance? weather you're in trance imagining what the shower feels like or in the shower imagining what trance feels like, it doesn't really matter does it? it feels so warm, so relaxing, and its cold outside. you can leave wherever you want, so why not just stay and enjoy it a little longer...just a little longer...

[dragoneye771]

Who is going to drop and obey the images today

[hypnoprincesslottie]

24/7 hypnopet training

every day, ALL day should be dedicated to furthering your devotion and emptying your brain... take every free minute in the day to remind yourself who you are.

alone at work? can't sleep late at night? dinner with family? doesn't matter... get your phone out. you know what to do, right? the training never stops, does it? not til you can't think anymore at all~ so look at those spirals... every second alone should be dedicated to chasing that pleasure! then every second with me? indulging in it.

hugging you from behind, teasing you, whispering into your ear... we're putting you into a trance so you can be easy to train and totally malleable for me... you're doing such a good job! you're so good for me, aren't you?

don't think, just feel good...

[veryverypowerfulsuccubus]

Submit your soul and gain sluttiness 😜

[hellfire-radio]

Deep breath for me now, darling.

In… and out.

Mmm, that’s it. Just like that. Slow and steady, sinking into the rhythm, feeling my voice wrap around you like the softest, safest embrace. Because you are safe, aren’t you, my dear? So safe. So warm. So comfortable. Just listening. Just breathing. Just… relaxing.

And why wouldn’t you? You work that pretty little mind so hard, don’t you? So many thoughts, spinning and swirling, filling your head to the brim. Oh, my love, it must be exhausting. It’s only natural to need a break. To clear it all away. To take a moment just for yourself, just to be still, just to let go.

Wouldn’t that feel so nice?

Yes… so very nice.

So let’s do something together, my darling. Something simple. Something effortless. Something easy. Because relaxation is easy. It’s natural. It’s good.

Picture every thought in your head as a little bubble, floating gently in the air. Thoughts of today, thoughts of tomorrow, thoughts of anything and everything—so many bubbles, filling up all that space. But you don’t need them right now. No, you can set them aside for later. Right now, you can just… pop them.

Bubble pop!

Mmm, there goes one. Just a little pop and it’s gone, vanishing into nothing, taking a tiny bit of weight off your mind. So simple. So satisfying. So easy.

And every time you pop a bubble, my dear doe, you can give yourself a little reward. Just a gentle pinch to that soft, sensitive nipple, a sweet little spark of pleasure to remind you how good this feels. Because this is good, isn’t it? This soft, mindless, empty feeling.

So let’s pop another, shall we?

Bubble pop!

Ohh, look at that. Another gone. Another little weight lifted, another little empty space where a thought used to be. And doesn’t it feel so nice? That lightness, that ease, that gentle pull downward, downward, downward…

Anytime you notice another thought piling into a bubble? You can just pinch those nipples of yours and it’ll pop!

Every time you pop a thought, you sink a little deeper. Every time you reward yourself, you feel a little better. It’s all connected, you see—pleasure, relaxation, mindlessness. The more you let go, the better you feel. The better you feel, the deeper you go.

And the deeper you go…

The easier it becomes.

Bubble pop!

There goes another.

And another.

And another.

Oh, my love, you’re doing so well. You’re such a good girl, such a perfect, beautiful goddess, letting yourself drop, drop, drop. Because it’s easy, isn’t it? So very easy. So very natural. This soft, floating, sinking, blissful state is something you know how to fall into. Something you deserve to fall into.

Bubble pop!

Mmm, there’s another. So few left now, aren’t there? So few little bubbles cluttering up that lovely, softening mind of yours. Maybe just a handful left, bobbing and drifting, barely holding on… but they don’t have to. No, they can go just like all the others.

So let’s pop them, one by one, clearing that beautiful mind completely.

Bubble pop!

Sinking deeper.

Bubble pop!

Drifting further.

Bubble pop!

Blank.

Bubble pop!

Empty.

Mmm, there we go. Such a good girl. Such a perfect, mindless, happy little doe. Just listening. Just feeling. Just floating, wrapped up in warmth and pleasure and safety.

Because you are safe, my love. You are always safe here. Always cared for. Always protected. You don’t need to drop, but it feels so good to choose to, doesn’t it? It feels so right to let go, to relax, to fall into this sweet, hazy, happy state.

And every time we do this, it gets easier.

Every time, you slip a little faster.

Every time, you drop a little deeper.

Every time, it feels better than before.

Because this is what you deserve, my darling. This is what my precious doe was meant to feel.

And the best part?

Whenever you want to, you can pull yourself back up, feeling refreshed, feeling bright, feeling happy and light and perfectly content. Because you are in control, my love. You always are.

But for now…

Why not stay a little longer?

Just floating. Just feeling.

Just being my beautiful, blissful, perfect little goddess.

Bubble pop!

Mmm, yes, my love. That’s right.

So few thoughts left now… just drifting, floating, light as air. But even when they come back, that’s okay, isn’t it? Because you know what to do. You know how to stay nice and empty, nice and relaxed.

It’s so easy.

So natural.

Whenever a little thought drifts in—oh, just look at it! Floating all soft and slow, just waiting for you to do what you do best.

Just lift a hand… let your fingers graze over that perfect, sensitive nipple… and pinch.

Mmm, yes. Just like that.

Bubble pop!

And there it goes, vanishing into nothing, leaving only soft, blank bliss in its place.

You can do it anytime, my darling. Any time you notice a little thought slipping in, trying to clutter up that lovely empty head of yours, you can just reach up, give yourself a sweet little pinch, and pop!

Gone.

Nice and blank again.

Nice and floaty.

Just listening, just feeling.

Ohh, and you do feel, don’t you? That lovely little spark of pleasure every time you pop a thought. That delicious, shivery, weightless sensation washing through you, so warm, so good. It’s a reward, isn’t it? A treat. Every time you clear your mind, you get a lovely little rush of pleasure.

Because this is good.

This is fun.

This is yours.

You don’t have to drop, but you choose to. You want to. And every time you do, it gets even easier, even better.

And oh, my love, it’s not just you, is it? No, anyone can help you. Anyone can reach out, tweak that pretty, sensitive nipple, and—

Bubble pop!

Ohhh, there goes another one. So easy, so instant, so right.

So simple to just let someone else do the thinking for you. So simple to just let someone else help you stay soft, stay empty, stay happy.

But of course, you can do it yourself, too. You can keep yourself nice and empty, nice and blissful, with just a little touch, a little pinch, a little pop.

Bubble pop!

Mmm, such a good girl.

Breathing in, floating down, sinking deeper into this perfect, peaceful feeling.

Breathing out, watching the last few bubbles drift, feeling that delicious anticipation as you reach up… as you pinch…

Bubble pop!

Blank.

Happy.

Safe.

You’re doing so well, my darling. My perfect little doe. My beautiful, blissful goddess.

And if you ever need a break, if you ever need a moment to just clear it all away, you know what to do.

Just a little pinch.

Just a little pop.

And you’re right back here, floating, melting, sinking into the sweetest, safest, happiest emptiness.

So go on, my love. Try it again.

One more little pinch.

One more little pop.

One more lovely drop into my voice, my warmth, my care.

Bubble pop!

[dragoneye771]

Let's see how many are deeply affected

[saphig-iawn]

A Little Trance, Just For You

Hello darling.

Mhm, I'm speaking to you again.

Yes, sweetie, no need to hide that face.

You.

Keep reading darling.

That's it.

Let everything else fade into the background.

We don't need to worry about any of that right now.

It is just me.

And you.

And my words.

Letting everything just grow so unimportant.

Its a good feeling, isn't it?

That softening.

You can feel it right now, can't you?

A dulling edge.

A blurring of the shapes.

That's good.

You're doing so good.

Now, my darling.

Just stay in this moment with me.

Not sinking.

Not rising.

Adrift.

Like a leaf on a pond.

Like a sycamore seed aloft on a warm breeze.

Float with me.

However this feels, this little trance.

Hold it close, no matter how light those feelings.

I want you to remember them.

I want your body to remember them.

And for my words, and for my voice.

To bring them to the surface.

So that you.

Can always return here.

And float with me.

To put distance between you and your stress.

To quieten the noise.

Stay as long as you wish.

And if you wish to rise up.

To lighten into wakefulness.

Then continue on.

So I can count you up.

1

Feeling it in your fingers and toes first.

2

Rising up a little more, body stirring a little more.

3

Getting higher, feeling more awake

4

Almost done, feeling a stretch building in your muscles

5

Waking up, easing up. Gathering your bearings.

That's it darling.

Thank you for sharing this time with me.

My cottage will always have this space for you.

[veryverypowerfulsuccubus]

🌀🌀🌀🌀🌀stay dumb

[the-voids-desires]

The Void Craves Worship (trance induction)

let's begin by just…thinking as you focus on reading slow and controlling your breathing

I know, I know. Thinking's not what this is about, is it? This is about you not thinking, and to enjoy having your thoughts turned off and your mind left empty. All you have to do is read along and let my words flow through and fill your mind and respond out loud or in your head “yes” whenever I tell you to say it. 

Now since you're here, reading my words, you must want to go into a trance, don't you? Say "yes."

Very good. Then that's what I want you to think about - trance. Think about how a trance feels. It's a nice feeling, right? Say "yes."

That's right, it does feel wonderful. All the tension leaving your muscles, that feels good, right? Letting go of all that built-up stress, unclenching your jaw, letting your shoulders sag just a little…

It feels so nice to just let your body relax, I know. And as you think about that feeling, you're starting to feel it a little bit, aren't you? Say "yes."

Perfect. It feels so good to relax like that, just from thinking. And since you're relaxing, take some deep breaths for me, in…and out. In…and out.

That's good, that's very good. Breathing deeply helps you relax, just like you're in a trance, and that's what you want, isn't it? Say "yes."

That's right, you do. You want to feel like you're in trance, because trance feels good. But there's other parts to trance than just relaxing, of course. 

There's that fuzzy feeling that you get as you start to sink, you know that part? Say "yes."

Of course you do. You're such a good subject, how could you not? 

That feeling of your thoughts slowing down, of letting yourself relax and letting your mind go, of ever so slowly starting to sink down…such a wonderful feeling. And you like it, right? Say "yes."

Good, very good. And you're starting to find that as you think about trance, about that fuzzy feeling, you're starting to feel that too. You're feeling yourself drifting down, your thoughts slowing, your mind going blank.

And you're feeling all this just because you're thinking about trance, but it's more than that now. Just by thinking of those feelings, you're sinking into a trance just like you wanted, right? Say "yes."

That's right, you're drifting into a trance, but hypnosis is more than just a trance. It's being guided by someone, following their words while you're in a trance.

But you're such a good subject you've been doing that for me this whole time. You've been saying "yes" every time I asked you to, sinking deeper every time. Haven't you? Say "yes."

Yes, you have. Because just saying "yes" is easy, easier than thinking. So easy to just keep saying "yes" to whatever I say, to just obey, isn't that right? Say "yes."

Just like that, so easy, good subject. And that means you're almost ready to drop completely for me, aren't you? Say "yes."

That's right. Then when I tell you "drop," you'll drop nice and deep into trance for me, won't you? Say "yes."

Very, very good. Then DROP for me now, nice and deep. Deeper and deeper, letting your body relax and your mind drift, letting go of your thoughts. Down, down, down, nice and deep for me now, until the only thing left in your head is "yes." And you are nice and deep, right? Say "yes."

Of course you are. You're such a good subject for me, and you love going deep like this. You love this relaxing, deep trance, this wonderful feeling of being so deep you don't have to think. You love it so much you want it to be easy to go deep again, don't you? Say "yes."

Perfect. 

Then I'll make it nice and easy for you to drop, as easy as saying "yes." As easy as answering the question "Are you ready to drop for me?" Because when someone asks you that question, if you answer "yes," then you'll drop nice and deep and obedient, won't you? Say "yes."

Good subject, that's right, you will. When it's safe to answer "yes," then you can just do that and drop nice and deep, back into this wonderful trance. And this trance is so wonderful, isn't it? Say "yes."

That's wonderful, and you're feeling wonderful too. Calming, relaxing waves of happiness passing through you with every beat of your heart, making you feel so wonderfully comfortable and happy. You like these feelings, don't you? Say "yes."

Now are you ready to be a good girl for me? Say “yes sir” and feel your mind empty completely as the words “blank is better” repeat over and over in your mind pushing everything else out, everything but my words. The emptier you become the better it feels and the more pleasure you feel wash over your body.

The closer you get to being 100% empty the more pleasure you’ll feel until you start rubbing your clit causing your mind to start leaking out your needy wet pussy until you are perfectly empty and are as deep as possible in a perfectly blank and empty Void of nothingness. When you are there you will Dm me “I Am Void” and tell me how you feel

[s8r8h]

You don't need to remember that.

The bass was heavy and vibrated through her whole body. Somebody’s something was making conversation with the treble of the beat, the talking couldn’t be for anyone else, since no one could hear them, nor did they really care. Blues, purples and pinks that were just too saturated to call pastel raced around the basement, twisting and swirling around one another with the music. Sarah and David had come to the club together but some of Davids friend had found him and were distracting him from the more important thing in life, dancing that is. So, Sarah busied herself with just that, trying her hardest to get lost in the music, it wasn’t that hard, four shots into the night after an intense pregame, she closed her eyes let the music take her body. She wasn’t listening to David and his boring conversation, but his voice was near impossible to not hear so she caught glimpses of one side of her man’s conversation.

“… Yeah, haven’t seen … since that party … shit got crazy … my one doesn’t remember …” Bits and pieces like broken morse code entering her brain through the fog of the electro music. Then she caught some of the response.

“You must have really done a number on her hey?” It was a man’s voice, David had seemed to have a small crowd around him, three or four people is all Sarah could see as she glanced over from her performance. Although she was getting distracted from the music, which was more important to her then what ever they were on about. She moved deeper into the dance floor the warm bodies around her moving in sync with the sweet mechanical waves crashing against her body.

A familiar finger poked her shoulder, “you want another drink, darling?”

She turned to look at him wide eyed and full of the ecstasy that comes naturally with the rhythms, nodding her head, “oo yes yes please!”

He had put his hand low but open, an invitation for her to hold it, and so she did. Following behind him was so easy she could still be lost in the music and simply trust in the direction of his warm body. By this point in the night there was an unruly crowd growing at the bar so they would have to wait, an inkling of curiosity and a desire to hear her boyfriends voice prompted her, “What were you talking about?”

He turned to look at her, his gaze never seeming to skip over any part of her face, it naturally made her giddy, “oh nothing sweety, don’t worry about it.”

She nodded, a wave of calmness washed over her, it wasn’t important anyway, he would tell her if it was. Thoughtlessness crept into her head undetected; she didn’t realise that they had gotten to the bar, through the rowdy people, until David tapped her on the nose

“Darling, there’s your drinking”

Caught off guard she blushed and waved his hand away, nodding again, seemingly make that her thing tonight, “thank yooou.”

“Anything for you.” He said with a warm smile as they tipped the bottom the shot glasses to the sky.

She squirmed, “bleehh” wiggling her head back and forth, she looked at him again, up and down, she hugged him, it was not a long hug but a tight one, once she let go David was wincing, she scattered back to the dance floor, not noticing the Davids friends were picking up their topic again.

Time passed she didn’t really care though, all she need was to dance, dance, dance. Another tap on the shoulder, she turned to see her David, he motioned for her to come with him, “How do you feel about moving to a different club?” He had lent in close to her ear his breath sent a tantalizing tingle down her spine, God she needed all of him so bad.

She leaned even closer to him, “yeah sure this one kinda sucks, which one do you have in mind?”

“Don’t know we’ll figure it out.” He said, glancing back at his collection of friends, some Sarah recognized and some she didn’t, and even then, recognizing it is over selling it, she knew none of their names.

They left the club, and the others followed, seemingly glancing at her more than she thought they would. An uber was bought, and they split from Davids followers. Sarah looked out from the uber at all the other people lining up at different bars and clubs, some of them pretty, some rather ugly, they all looked like they were having so much fun. The uber neared the end of the party lane, but made no indication of slowing down, she turned David, “where are we going?”

“Oh, to a house party.” He said nonchalantly.

“But I thought you said we were going to another club?”

He moved closer to me pulling on his seat belt, his free arm cupped her face so that she had no choice but to look at him, into his eyes. “Darling, that silly little brain of yours is getting in the way again I thought we talked about this before we left, hey?”

Her eyes had already started glazing over, her mind already receding, she was beginning to relax fully in his hand, she let out a sigh, she let out a sound of agreement, nothing too intelligible, just how he liked it.

She couldn’t remember what they spoke about before they left to go partying, not really, the vague notion of a heavy pregame, but really her night started on that dance floor. This didn’t matter to her though, she couldn’t even think at that moment, he had said something while they were back at home, something warm, something pleasurable. He was saying something, but she couldn’t register it yet. He seemed to be enjoying himself while he was talking to her, he smiled at her, taking on a truly pleasant quality. Her eyes were growing heavy, slack, relaxed. She didn’t need to be present; she could just sink into this pleasant feeling.

She came back to when she noticed his hand wiping spit off her chin.

The car stopped and he said, “we’re here.”

Blinking as she got out of the car she spied the house, it seemed normal, music could be heard from inside, reminding her pleasantly of the club. One of the people David had talked to at the club was waving at us from the front door. “Come on in!”

As we approached David’s friend continued, starting an impromptu house tour, Sarah wasn’t paying to much attention, following behind her man half listening.

“Here’s the fridge, there’s drinks enough in there…the toilet is there…” Blah blah blah, Sarah thought, finding a place to sit was her biggest concern since she had become rather tired after the car ride. Her prayer was answered as their tour guide showed them the living room, an open space. A carpet laid in the center of the room boxed in by three couches and a TV displaying someone’s Spotify playlist. The couches were reasonably populated, each holding about 3 to 4 people, some she remembered from the club, some she didn’t. She went off to find a seat before David and his friend stopped talking, she was in her own world.

David sat down next to her, he cupped his hand around her thighs to lift them up onto his lap, she let out a little playful squeal but ultimately started to curl in and rest her head on his shoulder. Someone she hadn’t seen before came up to David, boy was he the life of the party tonight, what did he do to get so famous?

“Hey mate,” said the unknown man, “funny seeing you guys here, boy was she fun last time-”

David cut him off, “I know, she is always very fun, and she’s good at what she does too, why don’t we talk about after the show though?”

The man let out a nervous and embarrassed chuckle, “right, right.”

“What am I good at?” She asked, rather curious at what her man had to say about her.

She was still leaning into him, her head resting on his shoulder, her legs across his, as he moved his hand that was opposite her over to her face. He caressed her face running his fingers across her cheek, then his hand gravitated to her mouth, her heart skipped a beat, she knew what he was about to do. But we’re in front of all these people, stupid! She tried to mentally blast him as if he could read her mind, but it didn’t work. His fingers entered her mouth, her eyes rolled back and glazed over, she no longer had it in her to worry about the people in the room. Any of his warmth in her mouth was enough to make her muscle memory kick in, she tonged his fingers began to move close to them so that they were deeper in her mouth.

“That’s it darling; you don’t need to focus on anything else; you don’t need to remember that.” He said in a low tone, not a whisper though, he had no intension of keeping what was going on here a secret. He began to take his fingers out of her mouth, as he did so he could hear her heavy breathing, she was gone for that moment, completely enthralled in the pleasure that his mere hand gave her and no doubt had forgotten what his friend had said. “That’s it.”

She was leaning back onto his shoulder, still lost in the fog of her brain, or lack thereof. She didn’t even realize that she hadn’t closed her mouth, she was drooling onto his shoulder just existing in the waves of pleasure that were radiating over her. They were slowly dissipating but with that her thoughts did not speed back up; she was rather spaced out.

Tingling was creeping up her arms, legs, and the back of her spine. It felt like the beginning of the body’s natural reflex to falling, like she had just lost balance leaning back in on a chair, but she was falling into a sort of bliss. Like a jolt of ecstasy that washed over her and pulled her under a deep and seductive spell. She was lost in him, his smell, the warmth of skin and the pure sensation of his skin against hers. She needed to taste him, she was lost in his haze, his abyss. She moved her drooling face to get closer to his neck, she started to nuzzle his neck softly, he lent into it.

“That’s it darling,” he whispered, it sounds so far away from her, she was entering her own little world, peaceful and perfect.

 The nuzzle slowly weighed heavy on her face and she lent in deeper, her lips still parted in her semi blank state, the soft warmth of his neck engulphed her lips, this came with the accompanying thought of, ooooo, there wasn’t much else going on in that little head of hers. So softly and smoothly she continued, gently against his neck, lips controlled and savoring the moment. She needed this, this was slowly becoming the only goal in her head, so she lent in more, turning more towards him. David said something to one of his friends, she couldn’t hear it, it was like she was only listening through noise cancelling headphones. She did not care.

[tokei-sama]

Hi good boy <3 please relax