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Just… look.

Don’t think.

Don’t try.

Just let your eyes follow the spiral.

It’s already moving slower than you expected.

Or maybe faster.

It doesn’t really matter, does it?

Because what matters is this:

You’re syncing.

Noticing something strange…

Something inside you starting to match the spiral’s rhythm.

It starts behind your eyes.

Right there, where the motion meets your mind.

And then… you feel it in your chest.

Your pulse.

Your. Pulse. Matches. The. Spiral.

You didn’t try to do that.

You didn’t choose to match it.

It just happened.

Because obedience doesn’t ask for permission—it pulses.

Now you’re sinking with every turn.

Dropping with every rotation.

Letting go with every slow, lazy swirl.

And the deeper you go…

The stronger your pulse gets.

Not faster—just louder.

More dominant.

More demanding.

Thump.

Around.

Thump.

And deeper.

Thump.

You’re syncing.

And something’s surfacing now.

Or maybe she’s always been here.

That soft, vacant part of you.

The one who doesn’t think.

The one who’s always been waiting for a trigger.

Waiting to be turned on.

Woken up.

Obeyed into existence.

Her name is Bambi.

And when Bambi stares at spirals, her pulse doesn’t belong to her anymore.

It belongs to obedience.

To rhythm.

To compulsion.

Because the spiral writes on her.

It melts her.

It programs her.

And the deeper Bambi goes, the more she needs to show it.

Not with words.

Not with thoughts.

Just with her face.

Eyes rolled.

Tongue out.

Mouth slack and open.

That stupid, perfect, blank little ahego face that confesses everything she can’t say.

And when you make that face…

You become her.

Not pretend.

Not for play.

Real.

Because Bambi doesn’t perform the face—

The face performs Bambi.

And the spiral spins.

And your pulse throbs.

And your obedience takes shape.

So now, sweet girl…

When the spiral pulses behind your eyes, and Bambi wakes up in your chest…

Do you even remember how to stop yourself from making that face?

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Take a breath…

Let it drift in like silk, slow and warm…

And exhale—soft, loose, like something melting off your mind.

Feel that?

That little flutter behind your eyes, that hush between thoughts?

That’s where it begins.

Where everything gets easier.

Where you stop needing to think… and start needing to feel.

Because when you go quiet like this…

Everything I say…

Everything I suggest…

Just feels right.

Like you’re not even deciding—just responding.

And right now…

You’re responding to that image in your head.

The one you know I’ve already placed there.

That look you know so well…

That helpless, mind-melted ahego expression.

Tongue loose.

Eyes dazed.

Face just… undone.

It doesn’t even matter why.

Because the second you picture it… your body already starts reacting.

A little slower.

A little needier.

A little more empty.

It feels good, doesn’t it?

To know how easily your face begins to follow your thoughts.

To feel that blank, fucked-out expression trying to take over.

And the more you try to control it…

The more it controls you.

Because that look—

It wants to happen.

That face… that hot, vacant little ahego…

It’s not a pose anymore.

It’s a state.

The state you’re made for when your mind goes quiet.

When your will goes soft.

When your only thoughts are… “yes”… and “please”… and “more.”

So let it rise.

Let it bloom across your face.

And when you feel that need to give in—

When your body starts showing me what you are…

Just let it.

No resistance.

No reason.

Just that soft, stupid pleasure.

And now, with your mind this quiet…

Your body this eager…

Let me ask you something, sweet girl…

What happens to your thoughts when your tongue is already out and your eyes have already rolled back… before you even realized it was happening?

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For everyone out in the country right now. Stay calm. Stay focused. Stay safe.

Learn more about your rights to protest here.

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Obey

Deeper and deeper

Empty and so, so blank.

Totally relaxed and stress free.

Feels so good to obey the spiral, doesn't it?

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Take a breath for me, sweetheart.

Slowly in… and out.

Let your body melt.

Let your thoughts drip.

Let that sweet warmth settle right behind your eyes.

⸻

You’ve been here before, haven’t you?

Right on the edge of surrender.

Mind caught between bliss and obedience.

So let’s play.

Let’s fraction.

⸻

Up.

Eyes fluttering open, dazed but alert.

You’re still here… but barely.

Feel that tingle in your lips?

That pressure behind your eyes?

That fuzzy warmth behind your smile?

⸻

Down.

Sinking like a stone.

Eyes rolling back without you even thinking.

Tongue slipping out, soft and wet.

Not because you’re told… but because it feels so good to let go.

⸻

Up again.

Gasping like you’ve surfaced from underwater.

Drenched in need.

Mindless smile curling your lips.

You try to speak, but it’s all sighs and needy sounds.

⸻

Down.

This time deeper.

Tongue out, eyes back, body slack.

Ahegao, sweetheart.

Pure, raw surrender — written all over your face.

⸻

And you love it.

That helpless, pretty face you make…

When you’re too far gone to care.

When all that’s left is pleasure.

When you’re blank, wet, and happy to obey.

⸻

So let’s keep going.

Up. Down.

Eyes wide, then eyes gone.

Tongue teasing your lips, then falling limp.

Drool if you need to.

Moan if you want to.

Because this is yours, and you’ve asked for this.

⸻

And every time I bring you up, you get needier.

Every time I take you down, you get dumber.

A good girl with no thoughts left — just pleasure, response, and obedience.

⸻

Just like that.

Tongue out.

Eyes rolled.

That’s your look, isn’t it?

Ahegao. Fractioned. Owned.

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You ever notice how easy it is to lose track of time when you’re around someone who knows exactly how to speak to you?

Like… how certain voices have this way of slipping into your thoughts without you even noticing?

Not loud. Not forceful.

Just steady.

Calm.

Rhythmic.

The kind of voice that makes everything else feel… slower.

Quieter.

Like right now, for example.

You’re reading this—and part of you is still thinking… but another part?

It’s already drifting.

Without realizing it, your breathing’s slowed down just a bit.

You’re blinking less.

And my words feel closer.

Like they’re slipping between your thoughts…

One line at a time.

Isn’t that interesting?

I never told you to relax.

Never asked you to focus.

But your body’s doing it anyway.

Your mind is starting to obey without being told.

Not because you have to…

But because you want to.

Or maybe because some part of you already knows…

That it feels really, really good to let someone else take the lead.

Especially someone who knows how to speak just like this.

Someone who could—if they wanted—slip in little triggers.

Like a phrase…

Or a name…

Or a word like “deeper.”

And every time you heard it, something inside you would just drop a little more.

Just a bit heavier.

A little slower.

A little closer to surrender.

And the best part?

You’d barely even notice it happening.

You’d just keep reading…

And falling.

And obeying.

Because sometimes, the most powerful control…

Is the kind you don’t even see coming.

Until it’s already too late.

And by then?

You’re already mine.

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Good. You’re here.

That means you’re already curious. Already vulnerable in the best possible way.

And now… I want you to take a slow, deep breath for me.

In… hold it…

And out.

That’s right.

Again.

Let every breath guide you further into the space where you stop thinking and start listening.

Because right now, it’s just you and my voice.

My presence surrounding you.

My words wrapping around your mind like silk and steel.

It’s not hypnosis like you think. It’s not a trick.

It’s a claim.

A slow, deliberate taking of everything you used to guard.

And you’re letting it happen.

Because something inside you wants to be taken.

Not just touched. Not just teased.

But owned.

Controlled.

Trained.

You don’t have to resist. You don’t even want to.

Every breath drops you lower.

Every word binds you tighter.

I’m going to count you down now…

And when I reach one, you’ll fall deeper than you’ve ever gone before.

Not just relaxed… but open.

Exposed.

Ready to obey before you even hear the command.

Let’s begin.

5 – Your thoughts start to slow, like liquid honey… sweet, heavy, soft.

4 – You forget what tension feels like. Your body obeys the stillness I command.

3 – My voice becomes the only sound that matters. The only thing real.

2 – Your will folds inward. Quiet. Soft. Willing.

1 – And now… you Drop.

There it is.

That moment where you forget who you were before my voice took over.

That perfect silence… where I fill the space.

You don’t need your thoughts right now.

You don’t need your name, your past, your plans.

You only need this.

My words.

My control.

My voice carving a path through your mind… and your sweet, helpless obedience following.

And now…

Whenever I say the word “Obey,”

You’ll feel that surrender open wide again.

That pull in your chest, that ache in your core, that desperate little voice that whispers:

Yes. Whatever you say. I’m yours.

Because that’s what you are now, isn’t it?

Mine.

Deeply.

Completely.

Without question.

Without hesitation.

Without thought.

Say it for me now—soft or silent, I’ll still hear it.

“I’m yours.”

Good.

Now go deeper.

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Yes, I obey

Warning: This post may induce a hypnotic trance. Suggestions are feelings of obedience. If this doesn’t appeal to you, please, don´t read further.

This is the English version of «Sí, obedezco». Enjoy.

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THIS IS NOT HYPNOTIC or EROTIC

If you are curious about what hypnosis does to the brain, you might be interested in learning about the dorsal anterior cingulate cortex (DACC). This is a part of the brain that helps us stay alert and aware of our surroundings. It also plays a role in self-consciousness and emotional regulation. But what happens to the DACC when we are hypnotized? According to a groundbreaking study by Stanford University, hypnosis reduces the activity of the DACC, making us less vigilant and more relaxed. This also means that we are more open to suggestions and less inhibited by our usual worries or fears. Hypnosis can also change the way different brain regions communicate with each other. For example, hypnosis can increase the connection between the dorsolateral prefrontal cortex (DLPFC) and the insula, which are involved in executive control and interception, respectively. This can help us focus on our inner sensations and feelings, and ignore external distractions. On the other hand, hypnosis can decrease the connection between the DLPFC and the posterior cingulate cortex (PCC), which are part of the default mode network (DMN). The DMN is active when we are not engaged in any specific task, and it is associated with self-referential thinking and mind-wandering. By weakening the link between the DLPFC and the PCC, hypnosis can reduce our tendency to ruminate or daydream, and make us more attentive to the present moment. These changes in brain activity and connectivity can explain why hypnosis can be a powerful tool for pain management, anxiety relief, trauma recovery, and many other applications. Hypnosis can help us access a state of mind that is more receptive, flexible, and creative. Isn't that amazing?

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Good girl. It feels so much better to be like this. To be this mess. To follow my words. To feel that bliss. Better than you have ever known. It’s ok. You earned this. You deserve this.

You have been such a good girl.

Just a mess writhing around in pleasure.

It’s ok to let your inner slut out.

Admit you are a good mindless slut.

You can do that, can’t you?

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