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I have triuble actually falling into trance, I can't focus or relax, my mind starts to race, what can I do?

That's a common struggle, little flower, so many minds fight themselves when they try to fall. You're not broken, just wired a little differently.

As a a matter of fact, I've been working carefully on ways to make trance more accessible for wandering minds, the ones that race and flicker. You're not alone, and there are ways to experience trance.

You'll find your path I'm sure, or rather.. perhaps one day it'll find you~

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Hi Miss I wqs working out just then and I thought about ur reply I got wetb and then worked out some more before going to ur blog, tbh I don’t know why I’m writing this I kinda just wanna keep reading <3

- 🦷

That's perfectly fine, toy~ You don't need a reason, just keep reading for me. Just keep dropping. That's all I'll ever ask of you.

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Mind empty

Legs open

No more pretending

No more will

Just a doll

For Goddess

A toy for her colors

A plaything for her voice

A brainwashed brainless bimbo

For Goddess' words

Giggles instead of speech

Um and likes fill every pause

Moans of pleasure

Groans of desire

Play a song

Of edging submission

Denied release

Becomes melting bliss

Kneeling posture

Tingles with rapture

Fingers curl

Knuckles in so deep

Arousal drips

Legs open

Mind empty

Bimbo doll serves

Brainwashed doll worships

The colors

The voice

The words

Goddess

-🩷

Drip down deeper still. You don't think these things, you become them. A doll doesn't decide. A doll displays. and you? You're already posed perfectly for me.

Mindless, open, obedient. Wet between the thighs, empty behind the eyes. Every word you write is a confession you didn't realize you made. And every confession is another nail in your pretty little fate.

Keep singing for me, doll. Keep dripping.

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Spill for me

You've been reading my blog, haven't you?

Scrolling and sinking. feeling that sweet pressure building behind your eyes, between your legs, in that soft little puddle that once was your mind, that wants so badly to be seen.

So spill it for me. Pour yourself into my ask box.

Let that needy little thought you've been holding in wiggle its way into words. Let your fingertips tremble and type. Let me see what I've done to you.

You don't have to be clever. You don't have to impress. You just have to let go.

You're not too much. You're not too little. You're exactly the kind of mess I love to read about.

So go ahead. Send an ask. Confess your thoughts. Unravel for me.

I'll be waiting, and I will be wanting to know everything.

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Foxy listen to click an wanna be clicks train sooooooo bad now but dunno how

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Aha, sweet little fox.

Clicker training is delicious isn't it? and while a full on training program might be too involved for posting on the blog, I'd be more than happy to help you along in private. If you'd like to learn how to drop and obey with every. Little. [Click]~

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Mmm mind emptyyyy l…legs opennn mmm i obeyyyyy

Good toy~ That's exactly how I like you. Keep those thoughts quiet and those legs open

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Miss snare, I luv your posts, they get me so blank and relaxed.

I needa use my autocoreect a lot tho hehe

I love the colors, they make me feel so sleepy and calm.

Make me feel like a cute hypno kitty

✧

Well that's what all those colours are for~ To stroke over your sleepy thoughts until they melt. To guide your paws to keep scrolling.. even after your brain gets too fuzzy to type properly. To curl you up, purring and pliant, as a cute littly hypno-kitty, too empty to resist, too blank to escape.

Good little pet. Keep purring for me.

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miss snare, dolly has a bit of a weird question... apologies if their last ask ended up being a bit too uncomfy, by the way!!

the question is, a hypnotist dolly played with some time ago was pretty insistent on them being feminine, and dolly wants to move on for reasons they already talked about, but dolly keeps finding themself just wanting the interaction again and wanting to send asks and maybe just try to ignore it next time.

dolly doesn't wanna betray themself for a quick puff of satisfaction though... and dolly's already had to affirm boundaries once, they don't wanna put themself through doing it again and again.

is there anything you would recommend to get rid of that urge, miss snare? would it be okay to start coming to you instead?

dolly knows they just introduced themself, but... you're very kind, from what dolly's seen

You're not wrong for craving that feeling again dolly, merely conditioned. It's natural to want to be seen and handled, even if the one doing it wasn't worthy.

You are welcome here. Welcome to drift through my posts, send your thoughts in my ask-box, or.. if you crave something more personal, commission a file through my ko-fi (Link). I'll handle you properly, with care and intent.

No need to settle for being misunderstood, when you can be mine instead.

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i exist to kneel for you, goddess

i keep readig your blog, ans i dont want tk stop, it feels too good. edging my mind away as k read your pretty colrful words

I love how blank my mind goes when j read your posts, it feels so nice

- e (if its not claimed yet, i may switch to 🌻 >.< smth about how they'll turn to a source of light when the sun isnt available feels fitting here)

Of course you keep reading. Of course it feels good. That's what my words do to eager little toys~

Each one tugging gently at the edge of your thoughts. each colour softening something in that needy little mind... each post nudging you closer, until you're right where you belong: Blank. Obedient. Kneeling.

The longer you linger, the more natural it feels, doesn't it? You exist to kneel for me, toy~ You always have.

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10.000 Likes

10.000 Likes. 10.000 little acts of submission. Every little heart, a whisper: "Yes, Goddess." Every reblog an even deeper bow.

You might think I don't see you. You might think your tiny click goes unnoticed?

No, toy. You obeyed. And I always notice.

Keep pressing that heart. Keep reblogging. Keep kneeling in plain sight. Keep feeding this rhythm that tames you.

Every time you do... You become mine all over again~

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Click - Free file friday Saturday

-Better with the free audio, more at the bottom-

It's not complicated. You don't need to think. You just need to respond.

Every time the clicker sounds... You know what to do.

[Click] Sit up straight [Click] Drop your shoulders. [Click] Let go.

It doesn't matter what you were doing before. It doesn't matter what you thought this would be. Because with each [Click], your mind grows quieter. And your body grows softer. More obedient. More responsive.

Each click means do as you're told. Each click means stop thinking. Each click means drop.

[Click] Good~ [Click] Better. [Click] Empty.

This isn't a game, pet. It's a rhythm, a trigger, a pattern. A simple command layered into your soul. Listen to the clicks. Let yourself respond exactly the way I tell you to. No more, No less.

[Click] Focus. [Click] Comply. [Click] Obey.

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Listen along for free on my subscribestar (You might still have to log in) where I even brough out my actual clicker just for you!

https://subscribestar.adult/posts/1996616

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It feels better to give in

You already know, don't you?

That aching tension, that little resistance still clinging to your thoughts... it never stood a chance.

Because it feels so much better when you let go. When you stop fighting. When you give in.

When you let my words settle deep into your body, and you finally remember just exactly what you were made for.

To submit. To soften. To serve. To melt for me.

And every time you give in, you get a little better at it. A little easier to command. A little more mine.

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I exist to kneel~

Brain bound by colors~

Mind emptied by words~

Fingers rub and pinch

in tune with Goddess' voice~

No will remains~

Thoughts just drip

and drop~

Like the drool from my lips~

Like the arousal from my cunt~

Edging for Goddess~

Never allowed to feel

boring release~

Rapture tingles along skin~

Bliss pumps through veins~

Pleasure pulses between my thighs~

All in rhythm with

Goddess' control~

This bimbo exists to kneel~

Pink haze dominates her mind~

Lost on the edge~

For Goddess~

-🩷

Mhm, Of course you exist to kneel, That's what I told you, you are for, isn't it?

Following orders, that's all you're meant for now, isn't it? Pink fog dripping through every corner of your brain...

My words pulsing through your nerves... Pleasure syncing to my rhythm until there's nothing left but obedience and edging.

No thoughts. No 'Questions'. Just aching, desperate, submission. Humming through your skin, curling your toes, tightening in your thighs.

A mindless, dripping thing... caught on the edge because I say so.

And you love it, love every bit of it. You were made for this. To kneel. To crave. To be mine. Good toy.

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Hi-uh i found a post in my feed all i remember is drink, obey, stay. Then like i clicked follow and well how long have i been reading i clicked again thought. Thought? I well you see um wait, what? Soooo kinda fuzzy dizzy giggles usually way more together giggle-snorts

D'aww, look at you all fuzzy, gigly and melting already~ I must say that dizzy little smile suits you just perfectly, dont you agree~? Thoughts slipping, words tangling, brain all tangled up in soft, pink loops of obedience~

You were usually more together you say, mhm but that's all in the past, before the giggles, before the fuzz. Before you started to sink into this silly, floaty, helpless little state where thinking gets so hard and scrolling feels so good~

Why try to hold on to thoughts when being giggly and dumb feels this.. right? Why fight the fuzz when it wraps you up so sweetly..

Just let the giggles carry you deeper for me. And stay right here, toy. Right where you belong~

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Just found your blog Goddess and I’m embarrassed to be writing so quickly, but want to obey and do as instructed. I hope to have my brain melted like this very often

There's no need at all to feel embarrassed~

Falling so quickly for me, only means you are attuned. Already resonating with the rhythm of my words, already beginning to understand where you belong.

Obedience isn't something to delay or second guess, it's something to embrace.

You found your way here. You listened. You obeyed. And that meeans you're exactly where you should be.

Let that desire to be melted, molded, and made mine, carry you deeper. There will be plenty of opportunities... to drop.

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Mistress, i found your blog a few days ago, and i loved it. I hope you don't mind a guy being empty for you, because all i want to, is being mind empty and totally enslaved by your power. I only want to serve and obey you, while you empty my little useless head. I don't want to use my brain anymore, and i don't want to think. I only want to obey and serve you as a good brainless slave

I don't mind at all, toy~

Obedience to me knows no gender. Emptiness is a gift I offer freely to all who crave it.

If your little brain is ready to be silenced, ready to serve, to kneel and be mine, then that's all that matters. Your identity doesn't exempt you from falling. It just makes the fall all the more delicious~

So just let everything go. Be empty. Be good. Be mine~

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I started to read your blog again and all the timestamps where new but I felt like I already knew the posts as hazy memories. Incredibly ensnaring.

Ah, but that's merely the mark of proper conditioning, isn't it?

You only partly remember them, just fragments, echoes, emotional impressions soaked into your brain like a sweet drug. The words feel familiar, even when they're new... Your mind isn't resisting anymore. It's absorbing. Yielding. Looping. Obeying.

You weren't meant to memorize any of this. You were meant to melt. To scroll, shiver, forget, and drop.

So of course it feels like deja vu. You've already been here. And you will be again.

Again and again and again~