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So me right now

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"Did you think you could escape me, pet?"

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you can go out and about, act all cocky and mean, running your mouth off with your friends, doing whatever it is that boys do—i don’t mind! but in the bedroom you are my pliable little slut. you cum when i let you, you moan when i tell you to, you do as i say, because you’re such a good boy.

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~GOOD HYPNOSIS STUFF THAT NOT A LOT OF PEOPLE TALK ABOUT~

- Soft, comforting to calm someone down and eventually to sleep (this is good consensual or non consent)

-When someone isn't aware that they're being hypnotized and they slowly just... sleep

- MIND FLAYERS ARE SCARY AND COOL AND THEY POSSESS PEOPLE AND EAT THEIR BRAINS

-Amnesia. Amnesia is good.

-Just making someone fall limply into someone else's arms. Yes yes yes yesyesyesyesyesyes--

-Hitoshi Shinsou. If you don't know him, look him up. Just.. him.

-I like the kind of hypnosis where people aren't aware what's going on at all so when they wake up, they're a little confused. This could be used for comedic or angsty stuff.

-The super blank expression/stare

-N A G A S! Please look into their eyes

-Faeries! Same with nagas.

-VAMPIRES. Need I say more.

-Sleeping gas. Yes.

-I think it's obvious I just wanna be knocked unconscious

-The sleepy, almost drunk state. Giggle, dopey smile, not able to walk straight.

I'll add more if I remember more stuff

~Muse~

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listen to my Voice, hero

TW: mind control, hypnotic induction, intimate whumper, restraints, corruption

Are your bonds comfortable, Hero? I wouldn't want to cause any damage to your precious muscles and nerves. You are the city's shining hope, after all. Or at least, you have been until now.

Good, now we can have a proper chat. You can just listen carefully to everything I have to say. 

Oh, don't glare at me like that. How many times have we clashed now? And every time you manage to resist my lovely compelling Voice just enough to stop my plans, just enough so that I must escape by the skin of my teeth. You must have known it might come to this eventually, a time when my compulsions are too strong for you to fight, a time when my Voice finally brings you to your knees.

I've been training, dear hero, training especially for you. Training for you, because you're really the only one in this city worth controlling. You're better than all of them. We both know that. And I know how you feel about me, because I've seen the look in your eyes when my compulsions take hold of your pretty little mind.

No, no, be quiet. Be quiet.That's it, there you are. Oh, the delicious expression on your face when I use my Voice on you. I'll never get enough of it.

Most heroes look terrified, you know, to have their thoughts pulled out from under them, to find their body out of their control. Terrified, angry, defiant -- that's how the other heroes look. But you're different. In that moment when I weave my spell on you, when you feel your mind go hazy and your body stop obeying your commands, I see something else in your eyes. I see relief. Deep, unmistakable relief.

No, don't try to deny it. I've tangled with you too many times to be wrong about this. You're relieved when I compel you. You'd never admit it, not even to yourself, but you long for the way it feels. You long to have your choices taken away. You long to not have to make decisions. You long to not have to fight any more.

But every time, you fight. Every time, you break free of my Voice. And I can see the toll it takes on you. That's why I've been training so hard, Hero. So that you couldn't resist my Voice, wouldn't be able to break free. So that I could give you what you want more than anything. 

I've seen you, Hero. I've seen you at your best and at your lowest, haven't I? I understand you better than anyone else in the city. You know it's true. And I can see how exhausted you are. How you've been worked to the bone. How you never get to rest, never get a vacation. I even tried cutting back on my evil schemes in the hopes that you'd take a break, but all you did was pursue other villains twice as hard. 

There are deep bags under your eyes, Hero, marring your beautiful face. There's resignation in your tone that was never there before. I can't stand it, can't stand the way the city treats you. You're destroying yourself to save this ungrateful, useless population and all they do is criticize you. It makes me sick.

And I know what you do once you've defeated me and I escape back to my lair. I know you return to your cold, empty apartment, and curl up on the couch with some convenience food, trying to relax. I know how you toss and turn at night, wondering if you're doing the right thing. I know how lonely you are, Hero. I'm lonely too, you know.

I wish you could see how glassy and dazed your eyes are right now. It's beautiful. Listening to my Voice is so nice, isn't it? Yes, that's it, just relax.

Oh, your hair is so soft. I bet you haven't had a tender touch like this in a while. I saw you lean into it before you caught yourself. Let me run my hand through your hair, there's a good, relaxed hero. Is that a sleepy little smile I see? You like that, don't you?

In fact, you like all of this, don't you? You like having no choice but to relax and listen as my compelling Voice weaves a spell around you. You like the feeling as I slowly hypnotize your vulnerable mind, how your resistance slips away little by little. You've thought about this on those lonely nights, haven't you? What it would feel like if I won. What it would feel like to succumb to my hypnotic compulsions. What it would feel like if you stopped fighting and let me take charge of your mind completely.

Oh, don't struggle. Don't struggle. Relax.There it is again, that relief. My Voice feels good, doesn't it? It feels so good to have the fight taken out of you. Don't deny it, it's written all over your face.

You don't need to pretend you haven't thought about it. You somehow manage to always be the first hero on the scene whenever I try anything. Almost as if you're willing to drop anything to see me, isn't it?

But you were scared. I'm a villain, after all. I don't deny it. You must think I might hurt or humiliate you. Well, you can put all of your fears to rest, because I have no intention of that. I respect you far too much. I'm going to take good care of you, Hero. I'm going to give you the treatment you deserve. I'm going to help you relax. I'm going to take all your worries away.  It's going to feel amazing, Hero, I promise.

I'm sorry, were you trying to say something just now? Still trying to fight it? You'll have to speak up, it's too hard to hear you when you're so out of it.

"It's wrong"? Is that what you said, Hero?

No, what's wrong is how little reward you get for everything you do. That's why I had to do this, had to train my Voice to be strong enough to be irresistible even to you. Now I can reward you. I can give you everything you want, everything you need, beginning with the beautiful, relaxing oblivion of total and complete obedience.

You'll get other rewards, too, of course you will. Together we'll share in the riches of the city, bend everyone in power to our wills. It's what we both deserve. But this is your first and most important reward -- obedience. Nothing is more calm, relaxing, and peaceful than knowing you have no choice, than having every decision made for you.

And all you have to do is listen. 

I'm too strong for you now, Hero, my Voice too compelling. You're almost entirely under my spell, aren't you? I can see how drowsy you are, how my compulsions are putting your conscious mind to sleep.

Yes, that's it. You're too exhausted, Hero. Too tired. Too many nights with too little sleep. You need to rest. You need to stop fighting. You need to surrender.

No one will think any less of you. They'll see how powerful I've become, how easily I can command even the strongest and smartest. They'll realize you had no choice, that it was out of your hands. You won't need to feel guilt or shame. Everyone will know this wasn't your fault, that there was nothing you could do to prevent yourself falling under my villainous control. 

And the fact that you actually enjoy this, the fact that you long to give in so badly and fall under my hypnotic trance? That can be our little secret, Hero.

There we go. That's it, just a little more. Look into my eyes. Look nice and deep into my eyes while I stroke your hair and talk you down softly. Just like you've always dreamed of. No more fear, no more pain. Only sweet restful sleep and deep hypnotic trance. 

That's it, Hero. It's too late. You're too tired, too drowsy, too captured in my Voice to fight it. There's nothing to do. Nothing you have to do. Just feel yourself growing oh so dazed and sleepy as I weave my Voice around you. So comforting. So right. Exactly what you wanted. Exactly what you needed. Exactly where you belong. 

Tell me, Hero, tell me you want this.

That's it, that's it! Oh, how I've longed to hear those words from you. Tell me how my Voice makes you feel. Be honest.

Oh. Oh, my. That's... that's even better than I expected. Far, far better. You love my Voice that much? Oh, Hero, dear Hero, why didn't you say so before? You could have had this any time. I would have been more than happy to bring you to my lair and give you the hypnosis you deserve. You could have been listening to my Voice all day.

Well, it doesn't matter now, because now you can have my Voice all you want, stronger than it's ever been. Isn't that nice? Oh, look at you bob your drowsy head. I don't even need to compel agreement out of you. You're so deeply hypnotized, aren't you? Good, good. Good hero. 

My hero.

Now, why don't you go all the way under? Just keep listening and let your eyelids grow oh so heavy. Let those heavy eyes close. Don't open them again. That's a good hero. So obedient and docile. You're so, so beautiful to me, my drowsy, docile hero. 

Yes, docile. That's what you are, deep down inside. All your strength, all your determination to do the right thing, all of that is a mask that conceals who you really are. A docile and obedient little lamb. And no one needs to know that but me. I'll fulfill your deep craving to be hypnotized and controlled, and you can still be every bit as strong and determined when you're working under my orders. Doesn't that sound just perfect for you? 

All the way under, now, deep into hypnotic trance. Let your resistance fade, my hero. Let your mind fog. Let your mental defenses fall.

Surrender. Surrender and submit. Submit to me, just like you've always wanted.

You can finally feel that relief. You can finally take that rest. Because I have you now. You're mine. I'm in complete control now, my docile little hero. 

And I order you to feel nothing but bliss.

Masterlist

If you like this, you may like "the defiant princess" for more gentle, slow induction on a resisting subject.

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redrew one of the classics

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just saying if someone pressed their hand into my lower stomach while fucking me and asked me "you feel me right there?" I'd probably spontaneously combust.

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"I know that look. You wanna be dumb again, don't you? You want me to turn you into a silly little mess? Oh there's no need to be shy about it honey, I think you look cute when you're dumbed down and helplessly horny. So let me just take care of that pesky little brain of yours..."

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Waiting room with hypnotic traps everywhere. Soothing music with hidden messages. Staticky TV with flashing subliminals. Magazines with hypnotic inductions and propaganda. A cheery blank-eyed receptionist frequently checking in on you to reassure you that you’ll be ready to submit soon~

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I can be trusted with your mind. Just give me a little control. I won't use it to bore my way into the core of your being. I would never slowly poison your will. I would only give you orders you'd love. They'd be such wonderful thoughts settling into your brain.

You'd make such a good thrall

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"jim."

"what?"

"tell me you're hypnotized."

"what?"

"say that you're hypnotized right now."

"i'm not, though."

"i just wanna hear it."

he hesitated. "...i'm hypnotized." it felt odd coming out of his mouth.

"say it a little slower."

"it's two words."

"yeah, and four syllables. you can say it slower."

"fine," he said. "i'm... hypnotized..."

"say you're deeply hypnotized."

"this isn't going to work," he said, although he caught himself staring at them in a particular way.

"all i'm doing is asking you to say something. is it really that hard?" they looked smug. "come on. tell me you're deeply hypnotized. say it nice and slow."

there were already chills creeping down his spine. "fine," he responded. "i'm... deeply hypnotized..."

he was a little annoyed to find that familiar fog just barely forming in his mind, just from that.

"yeah, that's right."

jim almost shivered. "i mean, i'm really not. i'm not particularly deep, i'm just doing what you tell me to."

"sounds like something someone who's deeply hypnotized would do."

"that's not-"

"say it again for me, jim. come on."

he froze, a blank, dull voice escaping his lips. "i'm deeply hypnotized..."

it still wasn't completely true, but...

"that's right. good. that's all it takes, isn't it?"

"it's not..."

"it's more true every time you say it. try saying it again. you'll feel it."

"i'm deeply hypnotized..." he felt his shoulders sink.

"again. tell me how you feel right now. say it again."

"i'm... deeply hypnotized..."

"that's how you feel, isn't it?"

he wasn't answering their question, he was following the command to repeat it...

"nod your head for me. you feel deeply hypnotized, right?"

he nodded, trembling as his spine tingled.

"you're deeply hypnotized. tell me again."

"i'm deeply hypnotized..."

"and it's true now. isn't it?"

this time they hadn't told him to, but he nodded his head, anyway.

"it's that easy. you probably don't even care about me teasing you anymore, though, do you?" they pet his head. the warm tingles started to feel relaxing as he surrendered to them. "and can you tell me why you don't care?"

"i'm deeply hypnotized..."

"good boy."

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It's ridiculous how easy it is to manipulate a praise-starved overachiever. Literally all I have to do is tell her "Wow, colour me impressed. Proud of you." maybe ten or twenty percent of the time she works hard on something, and I'll have the cute little thing wrapped around my finger and trying so so hard to earn my respect.

And if I want to really fuck her up, guide her towards being great? Well all I have to do is start raising the threshold for what counts as impressive <3

Darling, when I'm done with you, you're going to be perfect <3

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A Quick Phone Call to Steph

"Hey. Yeah, no, it's done. Took me about two hours, I think? No, no, she's licking my pussy right now. No, she can hear me, it just doesn't matter, okay? It's like I told you, once I have them hypnotized it doesn't really matter how much they try to resist. Resistance just wears them out quicker, and once their brain gets tired they sink right back down into pleasure and give themselves even more completely to me. It's all self-reinforcing--I don't even need to do anything, I can just sit here with my legs spread and she brainwashes herself.

"No, sure, you can come over. I've got her dressed in a slutty little french maid costume right now, the skirt barely even goes halfway down her hips. You can just bring your strap and--no, of course she's not going to mind. She associates degradation with sexual pleasure right now, Steph, you can bury a dildo ten inches deep in her pussy and tell her to lick it clean and she'll think it's the best fucking thing ever. She's going to do whatever you tell her and she'll thank you for turning her into a dumb, needy little slut, okay? Here, hang on, I'll pull her face away from my cunt for a second and she can tell you herself. Lucy, would you like it if Steph fucked you from behind while you ate me out?"

"oh, oh god, yes, oh please Mistress Rowan, please let her push my face right up against your wet pussy, please i need to be fucked and used and turned into an even bigger slut for you please please please plllmmmmpphhhh…."

"Yeah, that's pretty much enough of that. No, I like it and all, I just like getting my pussy licked more. I--how long? I don't know, how long do you want to? She's not going to say no to anything anymore, I took the word right out of her vocabulary. We can spend the whole weekend fucking her if you want. Hell, I can chain her to the bedpost and you can come over again after work and--oh come on. You said you were sick of her bullshit, you said, 'You should really hypnotize that bitchy attitude out of her,' and now you're all, 'oh, I don't know, we should at least leave her enough brain to go back to work'? Nah, I'm keeping her like this. She's happy, I'm happy, and OnlyFans pays pretty fucking good when you spend all your time making porn like she wants to.

"Hey, no skin off my nose if you're not interested. You're the one that's missing out, not me. Oh, don't give me that, Steph. I know you want to fuck her, you've been going back and forth between fuming and making bedroom eyes at her for, like, six months now. Just come on over, get it out of your system, and maybe we can talk about letting her go afterward. But I don't think you're gonna want to, not once you see the new and improved Lucy. She's such a good girl now, aren't you, sweetie? Oh, that's so cute. She just nodded with her tongue in my pussy. Anyway, yeah, fine, you do whatever. You just sit there at home thinking about her wet cunt, and I'll be over here fucking her when your willpower gives out and you decide to join us. Yeah. Yeah sure you won't. Okay. Bye."

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“It’s alright,” they soothed, “You don’t have to stay.  You can leave whenever you want to.”

Leaf cursed their body for betraying them.  They had been looking all over campus for someone to study with for their next project, but when they saw it was Copper, they wanted nothing but to get as far away from that egomaniac as humanly possible.

Except… except it felt so nice being near them.  So good to simply exist in their presence and melt in their warmth.  Not even a moment after sitting next to them on the bench, Leaf found they couldn’t move an inch without Copper’s guidance.

“But that’s the thing,” Copper grinned warmly, “You don’t want to leave, do you Leaf?  You want to stay here and drift, don’t you?”

Leaf’s mind raged as their senses gave into snug, soothing bliss.  Their body was but a pile of putty as they fell limp and laid their head down in Copper’s lap.  They wanted to scream and shout, but that silky-smooth voice only seemed to muffle their thoughts.

An agreeing thought slithered its way into Leaf’s ear and wrapped around their mind, squeezing and massaging all thoughts of resistance.  “That’s it.  Listen to my soft voice and put your mind at ease.  There’s no denying it, is there?  It feels so good to be in the presence of someone as wonderful as me.”

Leaf’s thoughts fell to blissful slumber as a vacant smile spread across their lips.  Copper chuckled, lifting their limp head in their hands to stare at their half-lidded eyes.

“Your mind is so stuffed with useless knowledge, isn’t it Leaf?  You’d love nothing more than to open your mind and let all that stuffy studying drip from your mind and melt into pure bliss.  Trust me, you’ll feel much better when you don’t need to think so much~”

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I guess you don't need to grind anymore~

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the incentive program for my loyal maids has taken an unexpected turn