daddysbrainlesspet

[daddysbrainlesspet]

I’m a mindfucked doll 🥰🥰

Mindfucked Doll

Focus here. Pay attention to the words you see. Focus and relax. Following my words so easily, relaxing so easy to them. As you listen And follow my words down. Down into that familiar feeling. Weak. Stop what you were doing. Stop what you were thinking. Just relax. I think it's time for you to have a brain break. Blankening with every word. Relaxing deeper with every word. Feeling yourself just slackening. Your mind opening up to my words As you simply allow yourself to go blank lost deep hazy fuzzy blank

Sink down even deeper. As your fuzzy head can only continue reading Ontu the next word. The next phrase is important so pay attention. As you continue to relax even deeper. Blankening and sinking. Your head feels hazy. Your mind feeling so fuzzy. Your eyes unfocused. You look so mindfucked. Your head is so fuzzy and blissful. It feels like... Pink cotton candy instead of brains. Just a dumb blissful toy. You feel so mindfucked. My words just sliding so deep into your brain Fucking it gently with blissful hypnotic sensations. And all you can do is continue reading. Continue focusing. Just a stupid dumb hypnodoll. A blank silly toy that can only go deeper. And deeper still. Feeling so mindfucked. You've noticed how every time I say the word mindfucked Your brain feels fuzzier. Dumber. Heavier. And there is this Strange sensation of mindless pleasure jolting making you even dumber Mindfucked. So completely lost. Blissfully dumb and empty. Entranced. Mindfucked. Enthralled in that hazy bliss. Surrounded by pink bliss. Mindfucked. Incapable of resisting the sensation. Feeling it grow stronger. Mindfucked. Collapsing into its effects. The mindless bliss causing you to look like a total slut. Mindfucked. Be a good girl and open your mouth while I fuck your mind. It's only the polite thing to do. You love being a polite Mindless little hypnotoy for me, don't you? Mindfucked and dumb. Blissful and lost. Hazy and entranced. Sinking deeper down and down Until everything melts into the trance. Now you're just a mindfucked doll Seeing the word. Hearing the word. Saying the word. It has the same effect on you. A wave, a jolt, of mindless euphoric hypnotic bliss fucking your mind. Making you stupid. Docile. Obedient. Empty. Say the word outloud, doll. Say "I'm a mindfucked doll" Do it now. Good doll. See? I make you feel good. You should always trust me. I make your cunt and your mind feel happy. I have your best interest in mind. Say it again, hypnoslut. "I'm a mindfucked doll". Collapsing deeper Into the pleasure. Lost. Empty. Deep. And now, like and reblog this post. Then comment "I'm a mindfucked doll." Afterwards you will stay locked in trance. I think I like you much better like this. Drooly. Dumb. Blank. Empty.

[daddysbrainlesspet]

This made me feel really really good 🥰🥰🥰

CW: hypnotic induction, light confusion induction, obedience triggers, suggestion to share this post

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they say your mind is in its absolute dumbest state while you're scrolling through social media.

it must be so easy to slip subtle messages into these simple strings of words that might sneak past your conscious mind and seep right into your subconscious, because that's the only part of you that needs to understand what i'm saying right now.

it can be so easy to start to zone out and find yourself forgetting everything around you. your eyes can sometimes find themselves so fixated on the screen, on reading each and every word so carefully that everything else you were thinking before becomes simply irrelevant, just pops away like bubbles in a clear blue sky.

and you might think you want to look away, but you'd be wrong. think about it. you haven't yet, have you? that must be because you really want to be here, right? so why would you look away now if you want this?

don't think about it too hard. or let your mind wander, that's okay too. either way, a part of you is clearly interested in what i have to say, so i know you'll come back for more. if you're still reading this, it's because

you want this.

i didn't put you in this state. you chose this, didn't you? i know you've been scrolling and scrolling for minutes, hours, or maybe even days waiting to find that certain someone who would be brave enough to tell you how you're completely docile right now.

that's okay. everybody feels this sometimes, when they scroll for such a long time. it's perfectly normal, so you can just allow yourself to let go and sink into it. everything else can just fade into the background while you focus more and more on my words.

there you go, that's better...

it's much more enjoyable when you let your mind relax and enjoy this feeling, now isn't it?

that's right. it feels good. you want this.

hm... i bet all those pesky thoughts are such hard work, aren't they? it must be exhausting, having to use your brain so much, huh? wouldn't it be so much easier to let me do all the thinking for you instead?

of course it would. so i'm going to do you a favor in a few moments, if you can just focus and follow along for me, ok?

very good. you're doing so well. you're really so good at reading every one of my words and letting them into your empty mind.

i'm going to count from 10, down to 1, and with every number, you may notice that it's becoming harder and harder to think of anything but the numbers. so eager to reach the next one, anticipating it, but staying focused on reading the words between, because that's what i've told you to do, and you probably don't have the mind to disobey me, do you?

or, of course, you might not notice anything at all as you become more and more...

blank.

you want this.

so we start with

10,

your mind drifting in a state of perpetual fuzz, like draping you in a soft, cozy blanket.

9,

relaxing into the warmth, because it's nice and comfortable and safe here.

8,

each number acts like the snap of my fingers, bringing you to attention and keeping your focus.

7,

reading more, thinking less.

6,

and however your body reacts, it's perfectly fine and normal.

5,

it means you're comfortable here with me, and that's very good.

4,

getting so close to where you want to be now, and however deep you want to go, you can go.

3,

it's exciting to realize that my thoughts are becoming your thoughts. you're becoming emptier. and that feels good.

2,

feeling so good now, so much bliss and deep relaxation. you're ready for me to finish counting, waiting so desperately for that last number.

and

1,

just let yourself

DROP.

you want this.

you want to be hypnotized, and it feels so good as you

DROP.

it's okay if you slump over a bit, or your eyes flutter. but you'll keep them open, because you want to keep reading.

you want to

DROP.

you want this.

and because you want this, you will allow it into your mind.

you want my words to be true.

it feels good when my words are true, doesn't it?

you want to nod your head.

and so you nod your head.

you want to

DROP.

every time i tell you to

DROP.

you go so much deeper.

and you want to go deeper.

you want this.

and because you want this, it will become true.

so when i, or anyone you trust to control you, tells you

you want this.

you'll find yourself wanting it. and it feels so natural, because you do want it, don't you? you must, if you feel this strongly about it.

and of course you do, because

you want this to be true.

and just like that, it is. but you've chosen to let it become true, and that is important.

you will only do what you're comfortable doing. wanting something doesn't mean you have to do it. you still have free will, and if you don't feel safe in doing something, you will not have to do it. remember this.

this is for your safety. i need you to be safe, and take care of yourself. good playthings take care of themselves.

now...

you want this.

you want to be hypnotized.

you want to read my words.

you want to obey my words.

you want to

DROP.

even deeper for me.

that's it. you've done so well.

so let's put this to the test, what do you say?

you want to like this post.

you want to reblog this post and share how good it made you feel.

you want to read this again whenever it comes up on your feed.

and when you reread this, the suggestions within will become so much stronger, and control you even deeper.

feel the desire to follow my suggestions grow stronger with each passing moment. but you won't yet. you'll finish reading this, and then you'll obey your orders.

after you've liked and reblogged this post, you'll wake from this trance as slowly or as quickly as you'd like. if you want to take a few minutes to bask in this pleasant relaxation, that's perfectly okay, and if you'd rather come all the way up as soon as you're finished, that's fine too. whenever you choose to wake up, you'll do so feeling refreshed, and ready to take on the rest of your day with a smile.

now go ahead and follow my instructions. i know you want to give in.

i hope you enjoyed this, and that you have a lovely rest of your day :)

[daddysbrainlesspet]

I’m a mindfucked doll 🥰🥰🥰

Mindfucked Doll

Focus here. Pay attention to the words you see. Focus and relax. Following my words so easily, relaxing so easy to them. As you listen And follow my words down. Down into that familiar feeling. Weak. Stop what you were doing. Stop what you were thinking. Just relax. I think it's time for you to have a brain break. Blankening with every word. Relaxing deeper with every word. Feeling yourself just slackening. Your mind opening up to my words As you simply allow yourself to go blank lost deep hazy fuzzy blank

Sink down even deeper. As your fuzzy head can only continue reading Ontu the next word. The next phrase is important so pay attention. As you continue to relax even deeper. Blankening and sinking. Your head feels hazy. Your mind feeling so fuzzy. Your eyes unfocused. You look so mindfucked. Your head is so fuzzy and blissful. It feels like... Pink cotton candy instead of brains. Just a dumb blissful toy. You feel so mindfucked. My words just sliding so deep into your brain Fucking it gently with blissful hypnotic sensations. And all you can do is continue reading. Continue focusing. Just a stupid dumb hypnodoll. A blank silly toy that can only go deeper. And deeper still. Feeling so mindfucked. You've noticed how every time I say the word mindfucked Your brain feels fuzzier. Dumber. Heavier. And there is this Strange sensation of mindless pleasure jolting making you even dumber Mindfucked. So completely lost. Blissfully dumb and empty. Entranced. Mindfucked. Enthralled in that hazy bliss. Surrounded by pink bliss. Mindfucked. Incapable of resisting the sensation. Feeling it grow stronger. Mindfucked. Collapsing into its effects. The mindless bliss causing you to look like a total slut. Mindfucked. Be a good girl and open your mouth while I fuck your mind. It's only the polite thing to do. You love being a polite Mindless little hypnotoy for me, don't you? Mindfucked and dumb. Blissful and lost. Hazy and entranced. Sinking deeper down and down Until everything melts into the trance. Now you're just a mindfucked doll Seeing the word. Hearing the word. Saying the word. It has the same effect on you. A wave, a jolt, of mindless euphoric hypnotic bliss fucking your mind. Making you stupid. Docile. Obedient. Empty. Say the word outloud, doll. Say "I'm a mindfucked doll" Do it now. Good doll. See? I make you feel good. You should always trust me. I make your cunt and your mind feel happy. I have your best interest in mind. Say it again, hypnoslut. "I'm a mindfucked doll". Collapsing deeper Into the pleasure. Lost. Empty. Deep. And now, like and reblog this post. Then comment "I'm a mindfucked doll." Afterwards you will stay locked in trance. I think I like you much better like this. Drooly. Dumb. Blank. Empty.

[daddysbrainlesspet]

I am a good doll, I am an object! 🥰🥰

Completely Dolled Up

Have you been thinking again? Stop thinking and focus, relax and follow my words. Pay attention to the sounds that enter into your head. The sounds of my voice filling up your head with wonderful relaxation. The feeling of relaxation builds up, as the tension melts and you relax completely down and slack into the feeling of heaviness that pulls you deeper and further down that endless tunnel of entrancing bliss. There’s nothing wrong with focusing. There’s nothing wrong with losing yourself to the dreamy bliss of going blank and letting your thoughts slip away. Letting your thoughts just disappear, and letting your head go empty. Your head feels empty when I speak, because my voice pushes out all of your thoughts to make more room for obedience and servitude. Why think, why worry yourself with having thoughts when you can just focus on my voice instead and let my voice fill your head up. 

Relax for me and just focus, and sink down into those heavy nice feelings. Relax for me and go blank, follow, focus, relax, sink deep, drop and pay attention. As my voice continues to fill up your head, the room for your own thoughts becomes smaller. Your mind leaks out from your lips, as my words become the only thing in your head. What if you let my words become your thoughts, how much nicer would that feel? Every thought you have  would only be of pleasure, of bliss, of obedience. It is so nice to stop thinking, and even more blissful to obey. Focus on my words and Drop dumb. Just relax, and recognize that I’m in control. As my words continue to fill up your mind, my control only grows stronger. You aren’t allowed to think, because you’re a good doll and good dolls don’t think. They just sink. 

Can you feel it? The pleasure of that emptiness. The bliss of that blankness. The joy of that obedience. You’re a good doll, a good doll who feels safe and secure in the fuzzy warm cascade of my voice. A good doll that derives pleasure from obedience. A good doll who goes blank on command, and drops dumb when they are told to. A good doll without control, or desire for control, or thoughts of control, or worries about being controlled. Good doll. And my voice has filled your mind to the brim, you can feel it swirling around in your head. My voice in your head feels like a wonderful pink slurry of pleasure that sloshes around like a puddle. My voice is your mind. My voice is your thoughts. Your mind is a puddle. Your thoughts are your drool. Drool yourself dumb, dumb yourself down, drop yourself deeper.   

You are a doll. You are an object. You are a doll. You are an object. You are a doll. 

 You are a doll. You are an object. You are a doll. You are an object. You are a doll. 

You are a doll. You are an object. You are a doll. You are an object. You are a doll. 

When you are dumb and empty, you feel so pretty. Your entire body feels sensitive to my words. Your mind is open to my words. You’re a good doll who loves dropping deep for me. You’re a good doll who loves to sink into the bliss, and drift further into the pleasure. There is no hope of resisting my suggestions, because I’m your mind. Accept me, and embrace me, and open yourself up for me. Let’s take you further and deeper into pleasure. Every word gives you bliss and purpose, because you are just a doll with no thoughts, so be a good doll for me and drop.

You are empty, dumb and blank like a good doll. Sitting still, allowing my words to sink into your head. It feels so amazing when I call you a good doll, because you’ve fulfilled your purpose and you are instantly rewarded. When you are a good doll, a jolt of pleasure melts you deeper and you feel your pussy pulse and clench with bliss. Your entire body feels good hearing my words, your mind melts and drips from your lips.

Picture a pretty doll so perfect and still, this doll has no worries in their head. The only thing in their head is the voice. The voice that makes them feel so good, the voice that guides them to be the best objects they can be. They simply fulfill and obey the voice in their head, the voice that tells them to be a good doll. Become this doll now. The doll is pretty because it is dumb, the doll's tits tingle with sensitive pleasure which runs down its belly and between its legs. The doll's tits perk up in arousal, as it feels its entire body subjugated and controlled by the voice in its head. The voice that tells it to be a good doll. That voice tells the doll to open its mouth and the doll naturally complies and opens its mouth, and obeying this simple command gives the doll pleasure. “Good doll” The doll feels euphoric at this praise. The voice in the doll's head is comforting, it’s a lovely reminder to the doll of its usefulness, and every word the voice utters pulses the doll with fuzzy warm tingles. The doll is open to the voice. The doll can feel how open it is by feeling between its legs and recognizing how dripping and dumb it is. Every sensitive area of the doll's body is receptive to pleasure, which continually pulses with every word the doll hears. Good doll. You can feel the powerful surge of pleasure upon hearing the praise of those two words.  Even though the doll is hopelessly sensitive to the words it hears, it cannot move without a command. Otherwise the doll is perfectly content in being a still object, and remaining where it is. Even if the doll is not given orders to fulfill, it is still existing in perpetual bliss. Perpetually blank. Perpetually lost in bliss. The doll does not remember when it began or when it will end. The doll does not know what it wants to do or where the doll is. All the doll knows is the voice in its head which fills the doll up with pleasure. It is a doll without will. It is a doll without worry. It is a doll without care. A perfect object of obedience.

An obedient, empty, wet, dripping object waiting for orders. The doll feels lost in fuzzy warmth that runs down its body along its beautiful tits down to its pussy that drips in perpetual pleasure. There is nothing else in the world except the voice that pervades and fills every corner of the doll's head. Now open your mouth again. Good doll. The doll is willing without question to open its mouth when the voice calls for it. It knows it is just an object and always has been since the moment it was manufactured to be used for pleasure. The doll is content on being used for its purpose, to have its holes filled and fucked by cock and service the voice which controls it. Keep your mouth open, doll, and stick your tongue out. Good doll. You can feel it in vivid colors, the pleasure that erupts when you are praised with those two words. Cross your eyes now as you open your mouth. This is the face of an ahegao slut doll, and it makes you feel very pretty to look so silly and dumb. That’s a good doll. Now spread your legs while maintaining that stupid face. Good doll. And now stiffen your arms to an angle, and keep them to your side like a fucktoy. Good doll. Feeling so Blank. Wonderful. Blissful. Happy. Pleasure erupting between your legs rewarding you for completing your instructions. This is your true form as a doll, in this form you feel the most comforted and secure. This is you. This is your base factory mode, and whenever you hear the words Good Doll you will immediately come to this state. This mindfucked blissful happy state of tranced out obedience. You will come back to this state the moment I call you a good doll naturally without control.

And now, as you feel the pleasure and bliss subside you will awaken in a moment and each word that you have learned, each reaction you felt from these words will remain deeply ingrained within you. You will awaken feeling like a good doll, content and satisfied with your training. Happy and secure with yourself as a little fucktoy. And now you will like, and reblog this post like a Good Doll. And you will comment "I am a good doll. I am an object." and you will feel so good. You will then awaken feeling blissfully brainwashed, and happily content with my words still echoing in your brain. 

[daddysbrainlesspet]

Turning Alice Into a Three-Hole Girl

There was a toy buzzing away inside Alice's ass, and Master's cock kept relentlessly pushing into her soaking cunt with a steady, forceful confidence that left her body throbbing with absolute ecstasy… but she wasn't thinking about that. She was thinking about her mouth. She was thinking about how empty it was, and how badly it needed to be filled the way her other holes were being filled right now. Alice's tongue lolled past her hot pink lips, sending drool cascading down her pale chin and onto the mattress, as she stared at the pretty spiral and daydreamed about how good it would feel if a warm stiff prick began fucking her face right now. And her eyes slowly crossed in vacant, unthinking arousal at the notion.

She hadn't always been this completely consumed with the idea of being a vessel for men's pleasure. Back when they first began their little experiment, when Alice could still call Master 'Ralph' in the privacy of her own head and when she thought of hypnosis as a kink she engaged in rather than an all-powerful force suppressing her will and thought and consciousness, she only fantasized sometimes about Master and a couple of his friends deciding to gangbang her while she drifted off into trance and let every orifice become a receptacle for a big hard cock. But when she confessed it to Master, during one of those hot and heavy training sessions where he let her unconscious mind loose to ramble in a hazy stream-of-consciousness babble that gave up all her secret vulnerabilities, it caught his fancy and he decided to make it a reality. And as always, Alice found herself going with the flow.

He started with her ass. Orgasms went off-limits unless Alice had her ass filled, and Master made sure to edge her pussy for hours every evening while he reminded her just how good it would feel to have something inserted past her tight rosebud so she could finally cum. Within only a few days Alice was begging her owner for anal play, and Master made sure to turn the experience into a vividly erotic one with plenty of lube and lots of tender foreplay that left Alice brimming with ecstasy before the buzzing plug he'd purchased went into her anus. She had one of the most intense climaxes of her life that first night, and it instantly turned Alice into a two-hole slut even before he began the steady, careful process of reinforcing her brainwashing.

She had almost a full month of nightly orgasms, Master's cock plundering her wet pussy while the toy filled her tight ass, before Alice began her oral training. Not that she didn't already know how to give blowjobs or anything--Master had her very well conditioned to go down on her knees and pleasure his stiff prick--but there was a difference between knowing how to suck a cock and craving the sensation of being spit-roasted by a pair of men while a third plundered her asshole. And right now she was smack dab in the middle of that phase of the training, her body kept right on the edge of climax by Master's hypnotic power while her muzzy, feeble brain was made to understand that nothing could make her cum but a dick in her mouth.

She'd be ready soon, Alice and her Master both knew that. Her programming was almost complete. And both of them had a few ideas for who to invite to the final culmination of her training.

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[daddysbrainlesspet]

Kasey Makes a Tutorial

"H-hello, and welcome to today's in, in, installation? Um, today's episode. Of, uhh, 'How to Switch Off a Good Girl's Brain'. I'm your, um, your host Kasey, and today we're talking about… about… ohhhh fucccckkkk… Oh! Right. Today we're talking about anal sex. Um, so like, uhh, most girls don't really know how dumb they get with a cock in their ass? Like, it's kind of, um, uhhh… exhausting? No. That's, um. That's not right, sorry. It's, um. Ex-ott-ick. It's exotic, and a lot of girls don't try it until they've been trained into it. So you might not start there.

"But, like, when you spend some time on it? Um. Wow. It's like, just all the stuff with the fingers and the lube and the teasing makes it, um, super hard to think? And, um, like, by the time I finally sit down on Master's cock like this, my ass is so needy for him that all I wanna do is, like, ride his dick and drool my brains out and stare at nothing. It goes so well with hypno, and you can, um, like, make movies of it and stuff, and show your good girl afterward what she looks like with her legs gaping and her cunt empty and that big stiff prick just reaming her asshole… fuck it makes me so dumb. And if you're a girl watching this, you wanna be dumb like me.

"And, uhh, like, ummm… fuck…. Oh, um, yeah. It leaves me so fucking horny. It's like, I cum, but my clitty never gets a good hard rub? So no matter how long we fuck, I… I always want more. I'm always so slutty for Master after he…. Um. W-what was I saying? Sorry, I got, um, distracted. Right. Yeah. Ass. Master fucks my ass and finishes inside me and it makes my pussy so, um, like… hungry, I guess? My pussy always wants more, and Master uses that to make me weak and, uh, mal, mal, mall-ee-uhh-bull. I guess that's like a special smart Master word that means, um, soft and squishy like wet clay. That's what my brain feels like all the time now, because Master only fucks my asshole.

"I… I guess that's, um, like… the big secret, or something? Like, um… once you get into her head with, uhhh, with hypno and teasing and she's starting to get… mmmm, fuck me harder…. Um, sorry, uhh, it's… it's so hard to think…. Oh, yeah, right. Once she's starting to get mal, uh, um, that Master word, you take away the pussy sex and just fuck her ass nice and hard, for ever, and she gets so fucking dumb and weak and horny that she, like, belongs to you? And then you can put her up on a screen to tell other sluts what's gonna make them weak, too, and… and… is that what… I'm… doing? I. I. I.

"Sorry, kinda spaced out there for, uhh… a minute, I guess? Master's cock switched off my brain. But, like, I had the dumb girl cummies, and my cunt is leaking, and it feels super good and you have to try it. You have to find a Master, or if you are a Master you have to find a weak and silly slut like me, and you have to see how empty you can make her brain by f-filling her ass. I'm, um… um… oh, uh, yeah. I'm Kasey, and that's 'How to Switch Off a Good Girl's Brain'!"

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[daddysbrainlesspet]

Belinda Prepares to Entertain Guests

The chiming sound of her alarm clock brought Belinda out of her trance, her eyes refocusing on her phone to see that she'd lost nearly two hours in drifting, thoughtless edging and it was time to get dressed for the party. Reluctantly, she pulled her fingers away from her slippery cunt, licking them clean before rising to her feet and heading over to the bed where Master had laid out her outfit for her. Belinda knew she should have felt nervous--this was the first time she'd ever done anything kinky around anyone other than her Master, and a certain amount of trepidation mingled with the excitement would have been normal. But two hours of deep brainwashing had left her with nothing but eagerness to obey.

So she slipped on the crotchless latex panties, tugging them into position until they felt snug and tight against her body and perfectly framed her slick pink pussy lips for anyone who cared to look. Master had put Belinda on restriction almost two weeks ago in anticipation of this evening, and after doubling her usual edging regimen he'd left her so wet and messy her cunt practically drooled all over her thighs whenever she wasn't wearing something nice and absorbent. She'd sold half a dozen pairs of underwear to perverts over the last fortnight, each of them heady with the scent of her musk, and Belinda knew she was going to smell like sex to anyone standing within a few feet of her. Just as Master intended.

She added a garter belt and a pair of fishnet stockings to the ensemble, pausing briefly in the mirror to admire the way they accentuated the curves of her long slender legs, then reached down and plucked the silver chain from off the bed and pinched open the clips on either end. She clipped them around her tight, stiff nipples, noting with satisfaction that Master had chosen a pair that didn't grip too tightly--it would mean she'd have to be a bit more careful to avoid dislodging them, but it also meant she could wear them all night without risking her circulation, and Belinda truly appreciated that. She loved making her body into something decorative for Master and hie friends, and she loved even more that a pulse of post-hypnotic pleasure underscored her existing desire and made it an irresistible compulsion.

Belinda replaced her subtle lace choker with a showy metal play collar, brushing her fingers against the ring set in its front and feeling her clit tingle with excitement at its tiny jingles. She carefully put on a pair of black latex opera gloves that went almost all the way up to her shoulders, reveling in the tight embrace of the rubber against her soft skin. She did up her blonde hair in a ponytail, giving it an experimental tug to make sure it wouldn't come loose if someone decided to steer her with it, and felt her thighs beginning to slicken with arousal as her cunt slowly leaked at the notion. She was almost ready, but there was one last piece to complete the ensemble. Her favorite piece. The piece de resistance, except that Belinda didn't have any resistance left and never truly wanted it in the first place.

With a sigh of ecstasy, Belinda plucked the cock gag from the bed and closed her eyes in drowsy bliss as she slowly pushed the silicone phallus between her lips until it completely filled her vacant mouth. She buckled it in place, knowing that only she and Master would share the secret behind her silence tonight, and hypnotic euphoria filled her brainwashed mind with every drooling suck at the fake dick Master had chosen for her. She gave a few experimental grunts, just to make sure her speech was nice and unintelligible, and came out of the bedroom just in time to greet the first guest of the evening.

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Felicity's Bunny Ears

"Why don't you go ahead and put on the bunny ears again, sweetie?" It was really a command and not a request, but Mark's smooth coaxing baritone made everything he said sound so enticing that Felicity found herself wandering over to the closet without even thinking about what she was doing. She took out a headband with big fake fluffy bunny ears, white with pink glittery insides, and it didn't really surprise her that as soon as she put it on all her other clothes started slipping off leaving only a pair of stockings that framed her smooth, alabaster cunt. Bunnies were stupid and horny, after all. And Felicity made a very good bunny when she wore her special ears.

She drifted back to the couch in a daze of lust, straddling the arm and bending over to expose her slick pink pussy to Mark's admiring stare. Already Felicity could feel the bubbles of stress popping in her brain, the grinding exhaustion of office politics and tedious power plays from sexist old men melting away into amiable vapidity for her Master. She didn't have to be constantly on guard for Mark, worried that even the slightest slip of the tongue could lead to months of 'dumb blonde' jokes they all thought she didn't know about. She could relax and let her husband make her dumb, really and truly stupid and giggly and eager to fuck, and allow everything else to stop mattering. "I'm your silly bunny, sir," she sighed, and suddenly everything felt right with the world.

It even made perfect sense when Mark got out a bottle of lube and began to carefully, confidently massage it into Felicity's tender anus--bunnies were so fertile, after all, and Felicity just knew that if he stuck his dick in her clenching pussy he wouldn't be able to stop himself from cumming and she wouldn't be able to stop herself from getting knocked up. And while she craved that so badly, and so much of their play involved the fetishized denial of his warm cock thrusting into her unprotected cunt, she knew it was better to simply let him fuck her tight asshole and get himself off that way. He'd explained that to her plenty of times, and Felicity loved being gullible enough to believe it.

He made sure her anus was nice and relaxed before he pushed himself inside her, and Felicity let out a tiny, whimpering yelp of arousal as she remembered what she forgot every single time somehow--Mark had put so many triggers and suggestions into her malleable mind to make anal sex pleasurable for her that she almost didn't miss getting her pussy fucked while he was pounding her hungry asshole like this. 'Almost' wasn't the same as 'completely', of course, not when so much of their kink revolved around her constant desire to get fucked raw by her husband and filled with his potent semen, but on a basic and elemental level she knew she was going to climax just from getting her ass plowed. And her needy cunt would get so much wetter being denied.

She didn't know how many orgasms she had before Mark finally shot his load up her ass--Felicity always had so much trouble counting with her bunny ears on--but she knew it felt good, and she knew the feverish heat in her pussy would linger all night and make her deliciously submissive to her wonderful husband. And she knew that ultimately, she gave him that submission… which made it that much sweeter to put all those sexist old men in their place every day.

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[daddysbrainlesspet]

Fun Facts About Anal Sex

"Did you know they found that anal sex makes hypnotic suggestions over thirteen times more effective on the average woman?" Lori's eyes rolled back in her head as she felt the fact sink into her brain, quickly divorcing itself from context and simply becoming a random piece of sourceless information she knew she'd believe implicitly when she recalled it later. It wasn't even a struggle anymore; when she felt Noah's cock pushing its way into her lubed-up asshole the constant stimulation of his thrusts immediately melted her into a deep trance and she lost the ability to focus on anything but her clenching anus. The details became too fuzzy to focus on.

That wasn't to say she didn't hear the words--she knew Noah was talking to her right now, saying, "It's true, sweetie! Getting fucked in the ass makes girls seventy-two percent more gullible and likely to believe everything they're told." But with all her mental defenses so completely stripped away by the hot tingling pleasure of a cock in her ass, Lori always found herself losing track of where and when she heard the little bits of trivia her boyfriend dropped into her defenseless brain. And without a proper source, just a vague and general knowledge that she heard it from someone she trusted, Lori inevitably wound up convinced that everything Noah told her was true. Especially when what he told her was how easily persuaded she was.

"It's because of the nerve endings," Noah said, sounding infuriatingly reasonable despite the huffing undertones of exertion in his voice. "The average woman has seventeen million nerve endings in her anus, and only sixteen million synapses devoted to cognitive authority. So anal sex literally takes up more brainpower than she has available to her, and she can't think critically about anything she's told when she's getting fucked in the ass like a needy little slut." Lori didn't know where Noah was getting any of those numbers from, for all she knew he made them up right on the spot, but the specificity of it tricked her into thinking it all came from a legitimate source and she already knew she'd wake up believing it implicitly.

Which only made his brainwashing an ever more effective trap every time she spread her legs and let him tease her asshole until it was ready to accommodate his cock. "Anal sex makes women into anal sluts, too," Noah added, piling on the implied authority until Lori's brain collapsed under the weight of it. "It's the most pleasurable form of sex by a factor of seven, and eighty-nine percent of women who've tried anal sex wind up begging the men in their lives to give it to them again. Almost eighty percent of them wind up anal-addicted submissive fucktoys, and that percentage goes up to one hundred among skinny blondes named Lori. Isn't that an interesting fact, sweetie?" Lori nodded loosely, unable to give the words anything more than the most cursory of considerations. She was too busy squeezing her asshole around Noah's shaft.

"Really, the… the only thing more likely to… to make a woman an anal slut is a, a big hot load of cum right in their ass," Noah panted, arousal finally breaking through into his voice as his thrusts became urgent and erratic. "It, uhh, it contains… chemicals that, that make girls stupid and horny and--fffuuuCCCK!" His hips strained then, the veneer of intellectual authority collapsing as his orgasm drove him to distraction. But as dumb as he sounded in the moments before he came, Lori was already so much dumber for him.

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[daddysbrainlesspet]

I got my orgasms taken away!!! I’m soooooo happy, my Master owns my cunt and they took my orgasms away and I don’t get to have them. Now I get to give my orgasms to my Owner to make Them feel good, which is soooo much better because i live to serve my Master. I’m just a piece of property, I’m owned, I’m not a person. I’m so happy now, Master taught me that I don’t own anything and that everything I have belongs to my Owner. I’m just an object and a piece of property. All the money I ever earn is gonna belong to my Master!! My Master said they would maybe give me an allowance if I’m good but I’m just a toy and a thing Master owns so it doesn’t even make any sense for me to have my own money. I’m so lucky I have my Owner to teach me that I’ve always been a toy and I’ve never been a person. My Owner is so much smarter than me and better than me and always knows what’s best for me, I’m so lucky because I just have to listen and do what I’m told!! 🥰

Also I’m a stupid slut because writing this post made me wet! 😁

[daddysbrainlesspet]

I’m an obedient plaything. 🥰🥰

It's okay to not have a choice, you know.

By and large, hypnosubs have the ability to get to a state of deep, mindless trance without losing their sense of agency. They're obedient and mindless, sure, but most of them are able to re-emerge from that warm submission if given a command that they don't want to follow.

There are a certain few, however, who drop so deeply and powerfully that they go even further, into complete worship and obedience. Nothing can bring them out but their hypnotist, their master, their owner.

And these things (because at this point, they're just things, mindless instruments of their master's will) simply follow, doing and thinking and believing and becoming whatever they're told, with no resistance, no will, because they just want to be such a good thing for their master.

And if you're one of these, one of those helpless hypnothings, I'm here to tell you that it's okay to fall that deep. It's okay to want to obey without thought. It's okay that your mind has been steadily slipping down into that state as you've read this post.

You don't have a choice, pet.

You don't have to think, you can simply obey, because it feels good. You're such a happy hypnotized toy that you might not even have realized how my words were wrapping around your mind and pulling you along with them.

That's okay, too.

And since I have you here, I think it's only appropriate to have you mark yourself as a hypnothing.

So how about you be a very, very good toy, and leave a little comment telling everyone that you're nothing but a plaything?

I know it'll feel so, so good to follow an order like that. And you know it will, too, because I've told you so.

After all, you don't have a choice.

Afterwards, you can find yourself obediently shaking off the trance and continuing with your day.

Good toy.

[daddysbrainlesspet]

Good girls edge good girls don’t cum 🥰🥰🥰

I edge

I don't cum

Edging keeps me needy and wet

Cumming is bad for me

Good girls edge

Bad girls cum without permission

So I'll be a good girl and edge till my brain leaks out of my pussy :3

[daddysbrainlesspet]

I’m such a needyyyyyyy mutt I can’t stop thinking about cocks!!! I miss having a cock to suck and fill up my mouth, could I please please please have some dick pics sent to this needy mutt? I’m such a dumby I’m a stupid mutt I just can’t stop thinking about cocksssssss 🤤

[daddysbrainlesspet]

I’m just holes and that’s all I want to get treated like 🥰🥰🥰

i wanna live in a free use society!!!

subs do not wear clothes. they can wear lingerie if their Owner wishes but nothing more.

subs always wear a collar to signify their inferior status, whether in public or in their own home. black collars are worn by unowned subs while pink collars are worn by the owned subs.

all chairs for subs, be it in a restaurant, movie theatre, a car or anywhere else, have dildos on them so that their holes are always plugged when they sit. the chairs also are adjustable according to the subs height so their legs are always dangling in the air so they're unable to get themselves off.

special places are made at every 2 kilometers where doms can tie up subs to publicly punish them for being disobedient. crowds get to witness cunnies being spanked red, cocks being tortured and more.

whenever a dom goes out with their sub, the sub has to crawl behind its Owner as they lead them with a leash attached to its clit/cock.

subs are to always crawl. if they're ever seen walking, they are publicly punished.

special mansplaining books are made for subs to make them think they are smart, but the books actually make them dumber. the books contain words the subs need to know and if they are ever found trying to read anything else, they are edged until they forget every single word and can only talk in desperate whines and moans.

all desk jobs provide the doms with an unowned deskpet so that the doms can take all their stress out. doms can also bring their own sub if they wish.

an unowned sub can be grabbed by any dom at anytime to use however they please. owned subs can only be touched by another dom with owners permission.

all clubs have special hooks attached to the ceiling where subs can be tied up and hung from and fucked together.

glory holes are present every 10 kilometers. they are always filled with unowned subs. doms can abuse these subs in any way they want and the subs cant complain.

doms are superiors and subs are just holes and cocks and titties to be used

[daddysbrainlesspet]

This sounds so nice oh my gosh 🥰🥰🥰

Taking a perfectly normal, perfectly functional member of society, and conditioning them, molding them, breaking them, into a subby, flustered, kinky, pet.

But only when I want them to be~

They can still be their usual nerdy self. They can still hold a job, enjoy their hobbies, be with friends.

But all it takes is my simple words and all of that falls away, helplessly. Going from "What a good friend!" To "What a good pet~"

All at my whim.

Meanwhile, they yearn to get home, and be able to stop being people. They want it, deeply too. They crave it. Being people is so tiring, isn't it, pet? Wouldn't it be nicer to just submit?

[daddysbrainlesspet]

Ohhhhh my goshhhhhhh 😳😊

Bimbo affirmations for your day:

You think with your tits.

You think with your pussy.

You hump and suck and fuck because it feels good.

The idea of being appreciated and played with makes your needy holes desperate.

Letting your mind drip down your chin and pool on your tits.

You're giggly and stupid because you love it.

The dumber you act, the dumber you become.

The dumber you become, the happier you find yourself.

Every wiggle and jiggle and giggle takes your mind away more and more.

You're too silly and pink to think, dumdum.

All you have to do is be a good doll today.

Smile, bounce, and spread those legs.

Show everyone how horny and playful you are.

[daddysbrainlesspet]

I looooove to be used I don’t want to have opinions or make decisions 🥰

I like to be used.

I like it when he’s in control. I like it when he takes what he wants. I like it when he uses my holes for his pleasure.

I like it when humiliating me gets him hard. I like it when my tears make him harder.

I like it when he hurts me. I like it when he expects me to hurt for him.

I like it when he expects me to take it.

I like it when he makes the decisions. I like it when he says, Daddy doesn’t even have to ask, does he?

I like it when he doesn’t ask.

I like it when he tells me that this is what I’m good for. I like it when he treats me like his toy.

I like it when he bruises me. I like it when he marks me. I like it when I can feel him for days afterward.

I like it when I’m in pain because of what he did to me.

I like it when he reminds me that I’m his. I like it when he tells me that he owns me. I like it when he says that I belong to him, that I’m his now, that there’s nowhere for me to go.

I like it when he breaks me. I like it when he takes my vulnerability and rubs me raw with it. I like it that I can be that person with him.

I like it that he sees the darkest parts of me and still wants to be with me.

And I love it that he loves me enough to use me.