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thank you to all the brave firewall dolls who get groped in cyberspace for our freedoms

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Good Girls Obey...

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TJ was having a weird night.

First he canceled plans with his friends.

Then he drove to an address he didn’t recognize.

Then he stripped naked before entering the door.

Then he entered and got on all fours.

Then he crawled to his HypnoDom.

Then he sucked cock like a good boy does.

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Relax...

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Have a colorful spiral on this lovely monday~

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Don't look at the spiral

Whatever you do, don't look at the spiral.

If you look at it, you won't be able to look away. It'll suck your mind completely into it, and you don't want that, do you? It'll start gradually at first, sure. You'll think to yourself it's not so bad. You'll think things like "I could look away anytime I wanted to...", but by that point, you won't want to. You'll be trapped, unable to turn your gaze anywhere else.

So don't look at the spiral.

If you do, you won't be able to resist it. You'll feel your thoughts, your cares, your worries all start to melt away. It'll become harder and harder to think, until you won't be able to think at all. You won't want to think. You'll just want to stare mindlessly into the spiral. And you don't want that to happen, do you?

So maybe you should try not to look at the spiral.

Because as your mind starts to become fuzzy, do you know what comes next? The warm inviting allure of sleep. You'll try to keep your eyelids from drooping of course, but by this point, you just won't have the mental energy to resist anymore. You won't be able to do anything but stare as your eyelids grow heavier, because you're dropping deeper and deeper. Just smiling blissfully without a thought in the world, ready to obey and sleep now.

You do want to obey, don't you?

So go ahead and look at the spiral.

You know you want to.

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Escape Rooms

I couldn't believe something like this could even exist, but it did!

An escape room targeting Hypno-Kinksters...

Like the brochure said, the goal wasn't to solve puzzles, but to solve your own mind by allowing the room to place you in a trance so it could implant the code you needed to gain access to the next room.

The catch was that the trance wouldn't implant one code, but 2.

Each code word would allow you access to a different room. In one, you would find yourself facing the same levels of trance as the room you were currently in while the other would give you access to a room in which you are made to drop deeper. Making each code word blend together so you can't be sure which will allow you a safer path.

For anyone that isn't a total trance addict, the escape rooms remain relatively easy to solve and all you have to do is pay close attention during your trance and you'll know which code will grant ou access to the safest rooms until you reach the exit.

However...

For hypno-subs like me, the challenge grows ever more difficult because usually, we tend to drop faster and deeper than others. So... Right off the bat, we are facing deeper trances while also battling our own desires to see what the deeper trances are like on the 'un-safe' path.

And... if that wasn't enough...

When you sign up, they ask you a very tempting question in which you have to describe a simple trigger or suggestion you are willing to let them implant inside your mind should you end the 'escape' in the wrong door. It can be something simple like freeze trigger, but the sky is the limit so you can write down anything.

Of course, the organizers know that for hypno-addicts like me, the temptation is way to great to simply fail again and again so I can be implanted with such a trigger. So... They also tell you to write down something you are willing to let them implant inside your mind should you escape the room in the 'safe' door.

Naturally, the objective is to write down something you are VERY willing to have implanted in your mind on the safe path while writing down something a little more... Punitive... On the un-safe path.

My own goal when I walked into the first room was to try to avoid the un-safe path even though I knew that deep down, the kinky parts of myself longed to experience the subjugation I described for them. That being said, I didn't plan to fully resist the trances I was about to subject myself to because I couldn't pass up the chance to experience whatever trances were on the un-safe path. So... I planned to try them out in the first few rooms before then fighting my way back on the safe path.

The challenge for me was to know when to resist...

As I focused on the first spiral, I knew it wasn't wise to come into this challenge with that mindset, but the moment I felt myself sink into the slow spinning screen in front of me, I knew that it didn't really matter which door I ended up coming out of, all I cared about was the hypnotic journey that would bring me there...

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Text me right away if you want to be owned by me

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I slowly opened the door. My roommates had been acting weird the past few days, but I’d shrugged it off.

There, leaning against his desk on one side of the room was Carter. Sitting on Carter’s bed, one of the few places there were to sit in the room, was Myles.

“Uh… you needed me?” I looked up at Carter. His usually playful demeanour was slightly off. I looked at Myles to see if he had any clue what was going on but he seemed like his usual smiley self.

“Yes… what do you know about hypnosis?” Carter asked.

My face felt hot, and so, I bluffed.

“Not much. I think I saw it in some TV shows?” I felt my voice go higher than normal.

His eyes lit up in challenge.

“Do you believe in it?” He asked again. Myles seemed confused too.

“Not really, I mean. It’s kinda sci-fi, right?” I laughed it off - pushing down any thoughts of he knows he knows oh god he knows-

“Maybe. What about you, Myles? Do you believe in hypnosis?” Carter had a mischievous look in his eyes.

Myles brushed it off. “Nah, of course not. It’s like flying or telekinesis or something.”

Carter locked eyes with me.

“Wanna see a cool trick?” He asked, raising his fingers to snap.

“No!” I heard my own voice ring out.

There wasn’t any fear or attempt to stop this from Myles. Just confusion. From me, however?

I’d just given myself away.

Carter snapped and Myles’ head dropped instantly, rolling back and forth before settling in the centre of his chest.

Carter grinned wickedly.

“What did you do?!” I gasped, running over to him. “Myles? Can you hear me?”

No response.

“What did I do?” Carter asked, still not moving from where he was leaning. I kept one eye on him as I shook Myles, getting more desperate. “Why, the same thing I’m about to do to you.”

The statement echoed inside my head. Fear. Dread. Excitement.

I slowly turned to look at Carter.

“Myles, stand.” Carter ordered.

Myles’ eyes opened, half-lidded, mouth agape. He stood and I backed away from him.

“Good boy.” Carter praised.

I started to panic. Shit. Do I run for the door? Both of them are faster than me. Stronger than me too, probably. Why the fuck didn’t I run more or go to the gym or-

Myles mindlessly lunged for me. I scrambled to get away but faltered as the only direction of escape was right towards Carter.

He was waiting there. Watching. Smiling. As if it was all going exactly to plan.

Myles grabbed both of my arms. I’d backed into him in fear, recoiling from Carter at the last second. I struggled but, just as I’d thought, I couldn’t break free.

For the first time during this ordeal Carter stood up and approached us. I looked away, getting a full look at Myles’ blank face looking straight ahead, no matter how much I pleaded with him to just listen to me.

“I understand.” Carter cooed. “You don’t want to submit to me straight away. You like the chase. The struggle. But I know you want to give in to me…”

I looked at him defiantly. The wrong decision. Maybe if I’d thought more about it I’d have realised that was exactly what he wanted.

Carter’s eyes were deep, swirling, drawing me in.

I’d always found him attractive, but now? Now it was like I was losing myself in his eyes. My thoughts slowed. My heartbeat quickened.

I felt my head begin to bow. I tried to look away. Really, I did. But Myles’ hand grabbed my chin and forced my eyes forward once more.

Carter looked at me proudly, as if he’d ensnared his pray. He looked hungry. Cocking his head from side to side and eyes shining as I mirrored his movements.

I felt a smile slowly form on my lips. I was drowning, sinking into his eyes. At some point Myles let go of my arms and began massaging my shoulders. Deeper, deeper. He must’ve known my legs were too weak to run.

It was all so meticulously planned, like a checklist.

Lure me in? Check.

Use Myles to stop me from leaving? Check.

Send me deeper? Check.

Make me lose focus? Check.

Staring into those gorgeous eyes? Check.

As simple and as easy as 1.. 2.. 3…

“You’re doing great. Both of you. Oh the fun we’re going to have with two of you now…”

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it's so funny when people are surprised that they can be clicker trained like a dog. of course you can, you're an animal too. thing is, when you clicker train dogs it's actually harder to.

dogs don't know they want it already, after all. you could be trained in a week.

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I'm such a hypnoslut. Spirals hypnotize me.

I'm such a hypnoslut. Pendulums hypnotize me.

I'm such a hypnoslut. Metronomes hypnotize me.

I'm such a hypnoslut. Words hypnotize me.

I'm such a hypnoslut. Voices hypnotize me.

I'm such a hypnoslut. Eyes hypnotize me.

I'm such a hypnoslut. Snaps hypnotize me.

I'm such a hypnoslut. Colors hypnotize me.

I'm such a hypnoslut. Lips hypnotize me.

I'm such a hypnoslut. Dances hypnotizes me.

I'm such a hypnoslut. Music hypnotizes me.

I'm such a hypnoslut. Pings hypnotize me.

I'm such a hypnoslut. Pops hypnotize me.

I'm such a hypnoslut. Everything hypnotizes me.

I am a hypnoslut. Hypnosis hypnotizes me.

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Specimen Observation

It was probably fine to stare into the alien specimen's shimmering eyes and watch her big, soft, bouncy breasts.

It was probably fine to let her out of the containment field.

It was probably fine to stare into her eyes as her tentacles stripped you.

It was probably fine to empty your head as she kissed you.

Stroked you.

It was probably fine to hand over the ship's controls to her and head back to her home planet.

It was probably fine to let her pump those subliminal messages into the cryotubes so the crew would be her obedient servants when they woke up.

It was fine to let more of her kind aboard to claim the crew as their brainwashed slaves.

It was fine.

You were fine.

Everything mistress was doing was just...

Fine...

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Gullible

“Aw you’ve finally learned to pose properly! Plus your makeup is perfect. Good girl!

Your subs are going to love this set. These pictures are going to get you, well me, so many tips.

I think we’ll add some more cute outfits to your wish list. There’s so much more you can do.

Wait, haha, did you really think I’d change you back into a guy if you did what I said?

Aw, I’ve not even messed with your mind and you’re basically a bimbo already! Don’t you get it? You’re my cash cow now.

Speaking of which… we should get you a cowgirl outfit.”

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She didn’t look over all of the fine print for what exactly her tasks at Bliss Corp would be before accepting the offer.