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Idk if you like writing nonsexual stuff but maybe a domme making her sub get some sleep for once? Maybe with some kind of kinesthetic induction that's my shit 😳

Hello @cuckzone2

Thank you for the Request! I do like writing nonsexual stuffs. Especially if it lets me show off GentleFemDom, which the story I wrote did.

I did do a kinesthetic induction, but it may not be what you expected. I hope you still enjoy the story though. 

The Comfort of a Nightgown

The phone rang startling Cassie who, curled up on her couch with her knitting needles and favorite audiobook, glowered at where it sat charging on the dining room table. It stopped ringing and then began again. Who could want her less than thirty minutes before midnight?

She sighed, put down her yarn, threw off her blanket, and trudged across the faded green carpet to the dining room.

By the time she reached the phone it had stopped and started again. She peered down at the display and then, eyes worried, pressed Accept, pulled it off the charger and put it to her ear.

“Hazel. I am here.” Her usual greeting. She hoped she kept the worry from her voice.

“Miss Cassie. I can’t sleep. I haven’t slept all week. Can you come over?” Hazel apparently had no such qualms, faer stress came through loud and clear.

“Where’s Donnie?”

“She’s still in Maine. She won’t be home until Sunday. I’m so exhausted and the bed is so big. Please?” The sniffle told her Hazel was close to faer breaking point.

“Hold on. Let me throw on some pants and shoes. Do you want me to stay on the phone with you?”

“Yes, please, Miss Cassie.” Was faer voice calmer? Cassie wasn’t sure. She hurried, throwing on yesterday’s pants from the hamper and shoving her feet into her flip-flops.

“I’m heading out the door now.” She grabbed her keys off the stand in the hallway and locked the door behind her.

“Thank you, Miss Cassie.” Yes, fae was starting to calm.

The walk took less than five minutes and Cassie kept Hazel talking, asking about faer day and Cassie’s newest knitting project. When she turned into the condo complex, she could see Hazel standing on the porch a few condos down.

“Do you see me?” She waved.

It took a moment, then, as the figure on the porch waved back, Hazel replied “I see you. We can hang up now.”

When Cassie reached the top of the sixth step, onto the porch, Hazel threw faer arms around her, hiding faer face in her shoulder. “Thank you, Miss Cassie. I miss her so much. I can’t sleep.”

Cassie held faer for a moment and then whispered soothingly. “Let’s not give the neighbors a show. Let’s go inside.”

“It’s almost midnight.” Hazel said but pulled away obediently and held the door open for Cassie, closing it behind faerself.

Cassie left her flip-flops by the door and led Hazel down the yellow hallway and into the spacious bedroom with an equally spacious bed.

“Strip and put on one of Donnie’s nightgowns.”

As Hazel obeyed, tugging off faer sweatpants and t-shirt, Cassie elaborated.

“You sleep next to Donnie every night. You feel her nightgowns against your skin. You smell the scent of her laying next to you. Trust me. Wearing her nightgown will help you sleep.”

While fae carefully poked through faer wife’s nightgowns, Cassie went out to the little dining area, selected a chair, and carried it back into the bedroom. She placed it next to Hazel’s side of the bed where Hazel waited awkwardly, in an oversized maroon nightgown with the word “Cisn’t” emblazoned across the front in gold.

Cassie smiled. “I doubt you could have made a better choice. Come on. Climb into bed.”

“Yes, Miss Cassie.” And fae obeyed, tugging the comforter down and sliding in between the sheets.

“Grab Donnie’s pillow and turn on your side to face me.” Cassie ordered as she settled into the chair. She continued speaking as Hazel obeyed.

“As I was saying. You sleep next to Donnie every night. You feel her nightgowns against your skin. You smell the scent of her laying next to you. Wrap your arms around her pillow. As you hug it tight, as you rest your nose against the top of it, as you feel the texture of her nightgown envelop you, you can find the comfort she brings, and she does bring you such comfort, doesn’t she?”

Hazel nodded, faer arms wrapped around the upper middle of the pillow, faer mouth and nose resting on the top edge.

“You can let yourself close your eyes. You can let yourself find the comfort that she brings in the items that surround you. You can let yourself feel her around you. You can let yourself feel her inside you. Her scent, her touch, the feel of her in your arms.”

Hazel, faer eyes closed, snuggled the pillow.

“You can let yourself feel the comfort she brings. You can let yourself feel her around you. You can feel her drifting off to sleep in your arms. You can feel her drifting, floating, sleepy self gently, softly, pull your mind down with her.”

When Hazel’s face grew slack, faer mouth falling slightly open, Cassie softened and slowed her voice even more.

“Your mind can follow her pull, the pull of her sleepy mind asking you to join her in wonderful, blissful, peaceful sleep. You can, you will join her in peaceful, blissful sleep, won’t you?”

The nod was slow, lazy, barely a nod.

“Peaceful, blissful sleep, together. Together in peaceful, blissful sleep.”

Cassie continued those two sentences, over and over, until Hazel let out a soft snore.

She whispered gently  “Good night, little one”, put away the chair, and let herself out, locking the door behind her, and started the walk home.

The End

I hope you enjoyed!

For more of my hypnosis fantasies, click here

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how would one go about booking a session with you?

Hello Anon,

The best way is to DM me either here or Reddit (I’m also SweetTist there) and schedule a session.

I offer paid sessions over Discord, getting paid through Venmo, PayPal, or Perfectgift.com - through my email for those who don’t have Venmo or PayPal.

Sessions cost the time, so a 30 minute session is $30 and so on.

I require negotiations before sessions, and I do have a list of my own limits, such as IQ play and Resistance etc.

If you are still interested, please reach out and we can work something out.

Thank you, Anon!

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PAX Unplugged!

Day 1!

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On the train to PAX Unplugged!

I’m so excited!

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This is for the person who asked me how to know they are in trance “for real”.

Hope this helps.

You do not have to be blank and thoughtless to be in trance!

This is a common misconception!

I have encountered more people than I can count who have said “I didn’t drop. I was still thinking.”

When you are in trance, you can still think. Thinking does not preclude you being in trance.

You are still in trance when you are thinking!

I’ve tranced a woman, in person, who was visibly twitching, which is a sign of trance. She was quite suggestible. When I counted her up, she told me she wasn’t in trance because she was still thinking.

I know a lot of people use the “when you are driving” analogy and I’m going to use it, as well, and extend it a bit.

You know when you’re driving, and your mind wanders off and you start thinking about your crush, or what you need at the grocery store, or even about the movie you saw last night?

While all these thoughts are going on your subconscious mind is driving the car.

You are in trance! Your conscious mind is elsewhere, thinking, and your subconscious mind is driving. That is trance.

So when you’re deeply hypnotized and your mind is thinking, hmm, I like the way she said “cocoon”, as you imagine your body being all wrapped up.

You are still thinking. You are in trance.

@ellaenchanting do you have anything to add? Your insights are always helpful (and you’re a tad more eloquent than I).

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Discussing lunch:

Boyfriend: Maybe you’ll find something on the menu you like.

Me: I like your penis. Is that on the menu?

Boyfriend: Yes. The My Penis menu. It has only one thing on it. My penis.

Me: I want to order that. How much is it?

Boyfriend: For you? On the house.

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quick are you mythologizing sex again? are you making it seem like a special category of human behavior rather than just a thing people do? are you forgetting that it can be silly or fun or simply pedestrian? are you forgetting that it requires conversation and negotiation just like every other human activity that involves other people?

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I voted!!!

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Yay!!!

Maxed out both!

With 5 mins left to the end of Halloween (for me)!

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reblog this if you're okay with booping spams please !!

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My website has a slight delay so my ADHD video has been uploaded to a new YouTube account rather than wait.

ADHD and Hypnosis video

Your youtube video on ADHD and hypnosis is down -- do you have the video hosted somewhere else or is it gone for good?

YouTube deleted my account.

I’m in the process of making a website and it’s going to be put on there.

It’s not ready yet, but it’ll be sweettist.com .

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Your youtube video on ADHD and hypnosis is down -- do you have the video hosted somewhere else or is it gone for good?

YouTube deleted my account.

I’m in the process of making a website and it’s going to be put on there.

It’s not ready yet, but it’ll be sweettist.com .

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I have an important favor to ask.

My YouTube was deleted and I don’t have access to any of my old Audiofiles, as they were made on a laptop that is now broken.

If anyone downloaded any of them, including my ADHD video, can you please message me here on Tumblr so we can work out how to get them to me?

Thank you!

(I do still have all 4 videos of me live trancing my subs.)

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I’ve started playing dnd again and the campaign I’m in has the pitch that we all must be characters from written works. The plot is we got thrown out of our own stories and must find our way back.

I am Hamlet, a warlock who made a pact with his Dad’s ghost (it’s absolutely his Dad’s ghost, he wasn’t tricked at all, ignore the fiend patron type) to get revenge on his Uncle. But this post isn’t about him.

Because our cleric, the one entrusted with keeping the party full of heals, the only person with healing magic, is House MD.

“Wait Iz!” You cry. “House MD is a television show, not written fiction.” You’d be correct. Which is why our cleric House is not from the television show.

He’s from a fan fiction.

It’s as funny as it sounds.

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drink some fucking water

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are you a weird person?