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Analysis of a Predatory File - Sigil - Hypdom

Welcome! I'm going to be putting together a series of posts detailing predatory files--what makes them predatory, and what to watch for. It's my hope that this will spread awareness of the sorts of suggestions that are red flags from the get go as well as guiding people away from dangerous people in the community.

For this first installment, I'll be talking about hypdom's "intro" file Sigil. This isn't the worst of his files by a long shot (we'll get to those...), but it still exhibits some red flags, and it's important to look at the beginning to understand how files build on each other and how seemingly innocuous suggestions can build into much more sinister ones.

If you're unfamiliar with hypdom, he's a predatory hypnotist who's been around for a long, long time in the hypno community largely keeping quiet and doing his best to appear safe. I've personally worked with some of his victims, though, and can say he's absolutely not someone you want to be involved with. He ignores boundaries, does not seek consent, negotiates in trance, breaks down safeties, victim blames, instills fear and anxiety to protect himself and his suggestions, and has had significantly negative impacts on the lives of people he's played with.

(And, honestly, his files aren't even particularly good! If you're going to get addicted to something, there's better out there. There's a reason Sigil has a "this is the best file you've ever watched" suggestion in it! Good files stand on their own.)

Unfortunately in cases like this it's frequently one person's word against another's, so I hope by discussing his files it'll be clear he's someone to avoid.

Let's get to it...

Red Flags

Always Listen to the End

"And you're always going to listen from the beginning to the end of any of my files."

This is excessively bad. It's just one line, and it might be easy to miss or not think anything of, but this is a keystone of the foundation. It's attempting to embed the suggestion in the listener's mind that regardless of how they feel of a file they'll always listen all the way through. There's absolutely no reason for this suggestion other than to set the listener up for shady suggestions in later files as well as ensuring if they start to listen they'll continue listening.

Make no mistake. This is bad and any file setting something like this up should absolutely without reservation be considered predatory.

Focuses on Weakening Resistance

"See how resisting just makes you weaker" "The more you resist, the faster you drop" "Completely unable to resist the sound of my voice" "It's so hard to keep resisting because it just makes your mind weaker"

Resistance inductions are a thing, and this isn't necessarily uncommon, but it's still a red flag to immediately set in at weakening resistances. This is very much phase 1 of predatory hypnosis, introducing resistance play as part of trance and slowly wearing down resistances--particularly in a file set to be listened to repeatedly. We'll see plenty of this in later files also.

Directing to Contact the Creator

"You're going to feel like this is the best file you've ever watched, and you're going to want to tell me so."

Any file that directs you to contact them should immediately be considered shady and predatorial, but this file takes it one step further adding a suggestion that this is "the best file you've ever watched." The direction is a little insidious also, as it's not "You want to contact me" but "You want to tell me this is the best file you've ever watched," reframing the contact to make it a bit more likely you'll reach out.

Addiction

"Feel how good it feels just to listen to my voice again and again." "Desperate for (my voice). Addicted to it." "You listen to me. You need it. You want it. You want it." "Loving my hypnosis. Needing my hypnosis." "You need this, don't you." "Every time you see one of (my symbols), you're going to want to come back here and listen to this again." "Feels so good to drop for me over and over, again and again." "You love to listen to me, don't you." "You're going to find that you want to come back here very soon. Maybe right now." "You're going to watch this file again, aren't you. Maybe right now."

The one thing that's actually advertised on these files, though the "might" is a bit light considering how heavily it pushes addiction both to this file and his hypnosis in general.

This sort of thing might seem fun at a glance if you're into mind control, cnc, and the like, but it can be extremely dangerous. Especially with a hypnotist and set of files like this where you start in, things seem fine and safe, and then eventually they're not, but the addiction's set in and every time you try to pull away you find yourself coming right back. This'll become more clear as the files progress also.

Another thing to note here is the final suggestion. "You're going to watch this again...maybe right now." Keep in mind this file's weakening resistance and increasing obedience and the final suggestion does not offer an out. No "If you want to" or "If you feel like it". Just "Maybe right now." Which might seem like an out, but it's actually a gentle push back in. (And don't worry! This push will become much less gentle as we go further into his files.) This is outright unsafe and unethical, leaving a listener to loop an unknown number of times.

Final Words

Hopefully this gives some insight into things to watch out for in files. As mentioned above, a very important thing to remember is that frequently files will build on each other with the "starter" file laying a groundwork and each file after progressively layering more and more suggestions. It's not just the first file that matters but every file the hypnotist has created, particularly when the files are building addiction and a need to listen.

Make sure if you're going to listen to files that (if you can safely) you skip the induction and deepener and check the suggestions in the middle to see what you're getting into. If you can't, ask someone you trust who's familiar with hypnotic suggestions to check them out for you. Going in blind may seem fun and sexy, but it's a surefire way to end up in a bad situation.

Play safe.

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Suck Fuck Mind

"wha… what am I doing…?" You're sucking my cock, sweetie. "oh… y-yeah… s-sucking…" Keep going. "Suck… b-but… something is…" Just suck, sweetie. "o-okay… I s-su-mmpHHH!!!!" Good girl. ~sucking~ ~sucking~ ~sucking~"mmmpphhh… mppphhhh…" ~sucking~ ~sucking~ ~sucking~ "mmmpphh… mmmm…" That's good. What are you doing? ~pop~ "I… i'm… s-sucking…" Good girl. And what am I doing?" "i… i uh… I d-don-mmpHHH!!!!" Shh... ~rough sucking!!~ ~rough sucking!!~ "MMPPHHH!" What am I doing? ~pop~ "y-you… you're f-fucking." Good girl. ~rough sucking!!~ ~rough sucking!!~ What am I fucking? ~pop~ "i… uh… f-fucking… uh…" I know it's hard... ~rough sucking!!~ ~rough sucking!!~ "mmphmhmhmhmh!!!" What am I fucking? ~pop~ "f-fucking… m-my… m-mind…" Good girl. Exactly. ~rough sucking!!~ ~rough sucking!!~ And can you stop it? ~pop~ "n… no… t-too… m-mindf-fucked-mmmmmph…" That's right. ~sucking~ ~sucking~ ~sucking~ "mmmmmm… mmm…" Good girl. Just mind fucking every last thought. "mmmph…" ~sucking~ ~sucking~ Down your throat. Into your mind. "mmmhmm…" ~sucking~ ~sucking~ Deeper and deeper. No resistance. "mm… … …" ~sucking~ ~sucking~ Mmmm… love it when your eyes do that. "… … …" ~sucking~ ~sucking~ Good suck slut. There you go. ~sucking~ ~sucking~ All gone. ~sucking~ ~sucking~ Good girl. ~pop~~drool~ ~stare~ ~sway~ ~drool~ Mmmm… Perfect. ~sucking~ ~sucking~ ~sucking~

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It's okay. I know you can't think when I'm inside you. That it's too much. I know you go all fuzzy and stupid. You try but you can't. I know you struggle with it. Trembling, a little spastic. I know it paralyzes you. Helpless, mewling, desperate. We both know what we want. So I'm going to slide in now. And you'll just take it.

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The Present

"Yes, I understand now." "I am the Present." "I am to be unwrapped." "I am to be played with." "I am to be owned."

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LuLu Goes Ahegao Again

LuLu didn’t realize just how well her conditioning was working until she made a conscious effort to resist it–just the once, just to prove to herself that she didn’t need to obey her Master’s instructions to get herself off. She slid the Bluetooth vibrator into her slick pussy and turned on one of her favorite patterns, then took the lovely little handheld massaging wand Master gave her for her birthday and rubbed it up and down her labia, concentrating the whole time on keeping her tongue inside her mouth and her eyes staring straight ahead. No matter how much better it made everything feel, she promised herself, she wouldn’t make… that one particular face.

But as always, the moment LuLu started thinking about the expression she wasn’t about to allow herself to make, the name popped into her lust-drunk brain and wouldn’t go away. Ahegao. A look of utter, vacuous stupidity, the look of a mindless fucktoy who’d given up on thinking and was letting their cunt make all the decisions for them. Tongue out like a drooling bitch in heat, eyes crossed in blank, helpless arousal, a face that exemplified horny sluts like her so completely that it almost parodied them. LuLu blinked hard, struggling with the effort of holding her gaze steady on the far wall. She… she knew Master would let her masturbate without showing off her dumb horny ahegao face. He just made it feel so much better when she did.

But… but LuLu could feel the effect it was having on her. She knew that he was subtly programming her every time she sank into orgasmic bliss for him and allowed her hypnotized mind to drift off into pleasure instead of paying attention to his warm, comfortable voice. She knew that when she made herself look dumb, it tricked her muzzy, mazy brain into believing that she really was the kind of stupid slut who couldn’t think about anything beyond her next orgasm. She knew that her ahegao faces slowed down her thoughts into sluggish confusion, and every time she tumbled down that slippery slope into bubbly vapidity it took her longer and longer to climb out of it. She… she liked it, of course she did, she wouldn’t keep coming back to Master if she didn’t, but LuLu wanted to show that she could stop. If she had to.

Because if she couldn’t… oh god, if she couldn’t… then that would mean that it wasn’t just a game anymore. That would mean that she was really being turned into a stupid slut by Master’s brainwashing, and the constant ache between her legs for another climax was just part of the same conditioning that left her drooling on the couch with her eyes crossed and her tongue sticking out while she fucked herself ever more empty and obedient for her owner. If she couldn’t stop herself from going all ahegao, LuLu would have to confront the simple truth that whatever trick her subconscious was playing to make her dumber and deeper and wetter and weaker, it was working. And that would be….

Oh fuck. That would be so, so fucking hot. LuLu felt her jaw slacken, her tongue slowly beginning to loll out in vacant arousal even as her gaze centered in on the bridge of her own nose. She could test Master’s control next time, she thought absently. Right now she just wanted to fuck herself nice and stupid for him. LuLu’s pussy clenched hard around the toy as she made herself cum that much harder for her owner.

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Its Own Kind of Magic

Susan couldn’t stop. She couldn’t stop watching the silicone cock disappear between her legs, again and again, each time rubbing against her clit and making it throb that much more intensely. Her jaw hung open in rapt fascination as she watched the pale pink shaft vanish into her pussy all the way down to the base, and she could feel drool spilling down her chin and onto her alabaster chest as she gave in to that rapture and let herself stop thinking. “That’s it, baby girl,” Mona whispered, her breath tickling the sensitive skin of Susan’s jawbone. “You don’t need to think anymore. Just lie back and let me do all the thinking, all the fucking, while you sink deeper into pleasure and melt your mind for Mistress.”

Susan’s head moved in a tiny, infinitesimal fraction of a nod, but she felt like anything more would absolutely break her with ecstasy. Her breath came in shallow gasps, and she didn’t so much as dare to move for fear of overwhelming herself with sensation and tumbling into an orgasm so deep and profound she’d never climb back out of it. As it was, she kept riding the edge of climax, over and over, each time slipping a little bit further into mesmerized captivation at the sight of Mona’s dildo moving in and out with a steady, metronomic rhythm. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d blinked. She wasn’t sure if she knew how anymore. “You’re my good mindfucked slut, aren’t you?” Another tiny nod. They became more automatic every time.

“Just imagine your will gushing out around my toy with every thrust, sweetie,” Mona purred, her voice soft and breathy and infinitely seductive in Susan’s ears. “The more I fuck you, the bigger that wet spot on the mattress gets, the more of your strength leaks out for me, doesn’t it, pretty pet? I’m fucking your mind out and replacing it with my cock, and it feels so fucking good. You can’t stop it from happening, and you don’t want to stop it. You want to give more of yourself away to me.” Susan nodded, frozen in a desperate effort to prevent herself from literally cumming her brains out. She couldn’t remember why she didn’t dare let herself orgasm, she couldn’t even remember how she’d wound up with her legs spread as far apart as they could go and another woman railing herself with a strap-on. The effort of thinking about it was just too much right now. She stared in unblinking, hypnotized amazement at the magic trick happening again and again in her soaking cunt.

“Feel it building in your clit, driving your cunt closer and closer to climax,” Mona growled, her voice becoming a little bit hoarse as the prong inside her stimulated her own pussy to greater and greater heights of pleasure. Susan couldn’t understand why her lover–her Mistress–hadn’t given in to her own driving need and begun to rut like a horny animal, but that was why Mona was the one in charge and Susan was the weak, simpering slave. Because she would always, in the end, allow her lusts to control her. “You’re going to go so blank and empty when you cum for me, aren’t you?” the dominant woman asked, and Susan’s head inclined in another tiny nod. She was already terrified by the prospect of her mind-shattering orgasm, and yet she craved it so badly. It was going to fucking crush her. She knew it. And she still wanted it.

“Good girl,” Mona cooed in response to the nod. She put all her weight into one final, driving thrust that ground hard against Susan’s clit, and as she did so she let out a grunting, explosive command. “CUM.” And Susan’s existence went white.

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That's my pretty girl. I know you were proud of your degrees, your career, of having people who submitted to your will. It's a shame it wasn't what you needed.

But now you've asked me to brainwash you. Sure you phrased it as a fun thing to try. But deep down, it's what you crave. You're happier as a pretty, domestic, slut. Being a stepford bimbo is so much better than you could have imagined. It's exciting, fulfilling, and embarrassing. You love it. It's how you're meant to be. My good doll.

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Oh what I wouldn't do to code you.

Make you follow a program at the drop of a hat. As soon as you hear my command. Even if you didn't want it in that moment, your subconscious knew you were a toy.

I would say toy and snap my fingers, you would instantly grow horny. More and more eventually being able to cum at a sinlge touch.

Brain melting to my whispers in your ears, even if you didn't want it before, now you're aggressively trying to take our pants off.

What a good toy

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It was such a silly looking contraption. How could it possibly work? she thought to herself.

"Are you ready, Michelle?" he asked?

She giggled a bit. "Sure." Well, what was the harm in humoring him?

He pressed the red circle on his phone and the device began to hum.

Bzzzt

Michelle's arms dropped her sides as her eyes crossed. Her mouth hung open, and she began to drool. He made note of the subtle smell of cotton candy that appeared to be a side effect of the machine.

"Can you hear me, Michelle?"

She sat quietly and drooled. Her head slowly nodded.

He smiled. "You dressed well for our session today. Are those new fuck me boots?"

Again, she slowly nodded.

"Good girl. When good girls obey, they are rewarded." He tapped the small green button on his phone marked "Reinforce." Michelle let out a moan as her body shook. Her pussy began to drip.

"Listen carefully. This is such a silly looking machine. You are sure that it cannot work. You are happy to humor me by trying it."

The drool from her bottom lip stretched down to her blouse.

"Now, of course, there is the side effect that it does make your little mind a bit emptier each time, but you don't mind."

She shook her head slowly.

He tapped the red button and the machine fell silent. Michelle blinked a few times. Instinctively, she wiped the drool from her lips as her now weaker mind struggled to think again.

It was such a silly looking contraption. How could it possibly work? she thought to herself.

"Are you ready? " he asked smiling.

"Um, like, sure!" she giggled. After all, what was the harm in . . .

Bzzzzt

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Jennifer raised her legs high in the air. In reality, she was deeply hypnotized in her therapist's couch. In her mind, she was with her boyfriend, feeling him push into her.

She had come to Dr. Mesmer for relationship help. Her boyfriend just seemed, well, bored with her. She knew he loved her and she him, but their relationship was quickly becoming dull.

After her first visit to Dr. Mesmer, Jennifer had decided it might be fun if she started wearing stockings for her boyfriend. She knew that he liked them. So, she stopped on the way home and bought a pair. That night, they had the best sex in some time.

After her second visit, Jennifer thought it would be exciting if she really started to focus on dressing how he liked. She knew he had a thing for slutty girls. So, she did some more shopping. When he saw her in a leather miniskirt and 4 inch heels, he nearly ripped her clothes off as he bent her over and took her just five feet from the front door.

After her third visit, Jennifer realized that it might help if she deferred to her boyfriend more as a way to make him feel special. She even decided to try calling him Sir. When she did, she could see how excited it made him. Placing her hand on his crotch, she gasped at how hard he was. She knelt and sucked his cock until he came harder than he ever had.

After the fourth visit, she realized that what really gave her happiness in life was pleasing and serving her boyfriend. She had always felt submissive but had been afraid to admit it. That night, he arrived home to find her kneeling at the door. She explained that she just wanted him to take control. He was surprised, but after she begged for several minutes, he finally relented. He explained that from then on, she would call him Master. She had never been so wet.

Now, Jennifer visits Dr. Mesmer regularly to continue her therapy. When she awakens, she no longer thinks anything at all. She simply does as she is told. She has never been happier.

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One of my favorite moments is watching you while you are senseless. Just calmly observing all the little things while your brain is insensate. Exhausted face. Mouth just a little agape. Breathing deep. Eyes sometimes twitching beneath closed lids, just a bit fluttery. You’ve willingly given me a precious gift and surrendered so much. Your mind is not there, but I am. I’m with you. And you’re beautiful.

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Playing a game on stream that slowly brainwashes you to get dumber and dumber and hornier and hornier, losing any inhibitions, while the chat gives you orders. At first you'd refuse but the longer you play the more you want to listen and obey. They make you say embarassing things, stick out your tongue and cross your eyes, talk about what turns you on, and eventually take off your clothes piece by piece and start masturbating for everyone to watch. Eventually you forget the game completely because you're too busy cumming again and again at the chat's request 💗

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what if we went out and you dressed me up all skimpy and pink and the whole time you whispered to me how slutty i look and how everybody who sees me just knows i’m nothing but a sex toy