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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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How I want most of my conversations with my thralls to end up…..
We start chatting at first, just something simple, your week…my week….
Then slowly I weave my pocket watch into the conversation, drawing your attention to how pretty it is…then one thing leads to another, your attention shifts from conversation to staring at the watch go back and forth…back and forth….
Until eventually you sit there, blank and empty, ready to become an even better thrall for The Sorceress~
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She can’t escape the chair her mesmerised mind is convinced her hands are glued to, but her struggle ends instantly.
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Back and forth, deeper and deeper.
....and sleep!
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Something about being so brainwashed that you’d mindlessly do anything as soon as you read your new text message from Them. At work or in public? No worries, you will find a place to serve. Gosh that idea gets me every time..
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Pair of mesmerised ladies braying uncontrollably on stage.
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It starts as a nice casual massage. You feel me rubbing your shoulders, squeezing all the tension and stress out of your body. Slowly, my hands make their way up to your temples, massaging them in slow circular motion. It doesn't take long until you're so relaxed. I grab your head, move it round & round. Putty in my hands, so open & susceptible to me that the moment I say "Sleep" your head drops forward & you go deep for me
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Good Girls should be hypnotized to obey without thinking at all.
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“Binaurals?” Quinn asked.
“Yeah,” Lily said. “I heard in my Psych class that if you listen long enough you can have hallucinations.”
Lily had brought it up to Quinn during one of their study sessions. Quinn was one of her two friends who regularly agreed to babysit her after she made potentially stupid decisions, like the time she ate a ghost chile and the time she tested what it was like to hold your breath until you pass out.
“And you want me to… steer your hallucinations?” Quinn asked to clarify.
“Yeah, like a guided acid trip.”
“You’ve never done acid.”
“Which is why I need to supplement with binaurals.”
“And what if I steer your delusions for my own gain?”
“Like giving you my life savings? All twenty dollars?”
“No,” Quinn said with a twisted smile, “In other ways.”
Lily keyed in on what they meant. Some of Lily’s experiments had been sexual, and Quinn had indulged her experiments. The two were no strangers to sexual exploration with one another.
“If you can manage it, I consent,” Lily answered with a smile of her own.
“Then we can try it once I finish my lab report,” Quinn said.
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The set-up was simple. Lily would listen to the binaurals on her laptop while in a private call with Quinn. Quinn would be muted until they thought Lily was sufficiently distracted by the binaurals. Quinn had free reign to steer things however they wanted. Lily was excited to see how much her perception could be shifted.
“Ready,” Quinn said, putting their headphones on.
“Starting,” Lily said.
The binaurals hit her surprisingly fast. After only ten seconds or so she felt her head get foggy. She blinked several times, trying to find something to focus on. She wasn’t hallucinating anything yet, but man her head felt off.
“... fuck…” she muttered quietly.
“You ok?” Quinn’s voice asked through her headset.
Having their voice directly in her ears somehow didn’t help. Something about it sent her mind spiralling for a moment. It felt like their voice had taken up all the space in her brain when they spoke.
“I’m a good… I’m good. I’m good” Lily managed.
“Alright, I’ll check back in in another five minutes,” Quinn said.
Five…minutes? Had it been that long? It felt like seconds. Lily’s mind was left with only the binaurals and confusion.
She tried to focus on what Quinn had just said. But every time she started to pull thoughts together, the low thrum of the binaurals seemed to scatter them. She couldn’t put any effort into thinking. Into much of anything.
Her body sagged back in the chair. She lulled her head to look at Quinn. She could see a growing bulge in their pants, but she couldn’t focus on it. She couldn’t think too hard about it.
“Sit up straight,” came Quinn’s voice.
She complied. She had to. Quinn was guiding her… her… what? Was it just her? Was Quinn guiding her?
“How many times have ‘tried out’ Binaurals Lily?” Quinn asked.
“Twenty… um… twenty three times?” Lily managed.
“A lot more than that silly,” Quinn chided.
“Ok…” Lily agreed, knowing it had been more than that now.
“You always forget.”
“Yeah…”
“Why do you forget?”
“Remember to forget… forget to remember…”
“You always suggest it.”
“I do…”
“Why?”
“I’m your Good Girl…”
Quinn approached the woman and pulled the headphones off her head. Even without the binaurals, Lily’s mind was a wash of foggy obedience.
“Good Girl,” Quinn said, “Show me.”
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“That’s my good girl”
"Don't make me ask again"
"Beg for it"
“Say please”
“Just like that”
"Come here"
"You’re mine"
"Don't move"
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Another picture from my collection
So peaceful, so obedient.
Ready to do whatever her Master commands
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