You should donate an orgasm to me. The next time you're at the height of your pleasure, oh so close to sweet release, you should stop. You should allow the pleasure to fade as you mumble a prayer to me, offering me your climax. You should deny yourself simply because I told you to.

Making you piss yourself as a hypnotic induction

Girlfriend who slowly brainwashes you while you're asleep into being her adoring servant who takes care of the household and buys her whatever she wants when she wants. She calls the shots, she is the leader of the household, and it was so dumb to ever think otherwise. She is in control

I love the word slip. it’s so innocent, so insidious. a slip in your focus, your composure, your control. a thought slips your mind. a slip of the tongue and you’ve revealed something too vulnerable that will be undoubtably used against you. a slip into trance. you’re slipping.

raving a manipulative dom to get deep in my head, make me so dependent on them for pleasure, without me realizing. I want to be touching myself one night and no matter what I do, not be able to make myself cum. I want to beg and plead with you over text but

I love my strange and wonderful trans body.

Injecting you with all the real fun aphrodisiac cocktails, then tying you to the bed to see how quick your brain snaps.

“Good girl” is a state of mind - one that I’m all too happy to imprint on you forever.

cock/strap warming and my oral fixation needing me to be filled so my head can be utterly empty

some light embarrassment makes me feel so small, so submissive. teasing me about how easy I am to dominate and control, how pathetically horny I am, how I can’t control myself around you, how I’m so dumb, so weak, about what I get off to (and what you’ve made me get off to)

want this so bad. planting something in my head that begins as an offhanded thought, unimportant, but it won’t quite leave my head. thoughts wandering back to it at any little distraction, losing focus on everything else, until it’s constantly front of mind, all of mind, entirely, obsessively focal.

It’s delicious when I see somebody give in to urges that exist solely because of intense brainwashing.

Corruption is at its best when you not only love the feeling, but you push yourself deeper into what you know is a trap I’ve set. It doesn’t matter, because you just want more.

I love writing poetry for a dom/me. It feels vulnerable and intimate, to share with hope it is liked, hope it is worthy of them and their praise. I use it to express appreciation and gratitude, devotion and submission, in the way I best know how. to capture the ways they’ve captured my mind.

went to a sauna spa thing today with aromatherapy and my body is so pleasantly relaxed aand everything is soft and sleepy around the edges.

a poem I wrote for @bisexuhorny.bsky.social a while back. part tribute, part reflection on an incredible session, all deep appreciation and adoration.

hii omg thank you for liking / reposting from my lil backlog of concepts. feel free to dm me to chat about any you like, out of genuine shared interest or to get dumb and horny together of to fuck with my head <3 all welcome!

OKAY taking a break from bringing things over from twitter so my spam is broken up a little! if anything caught your attention let me know and I’ll expand on them / we can talk about them !! and pls share to help me find my beloved hypno freaks on here !!

sucking on fingers makes me feel so wonderfully lewd and slutty and horny and so so so dumb already just imagine what some conditioning could do to anchor those feelings in place.

I love being encouraged in my adoration and obsession over a dom and their words and their body and their posts and their voice and and and. it really scratches an itch in my brain.

I love the word slip. it’s so innocent, so insidious. a slip in your focus, your composure, your control. a thought slips your mind. a slip of the tongue and you’ve revealed something too vulnerable that will be undoubtably used against you. a slip into trance. you’re slipping.

I love conditioning as teaching, so make it literal. an assigned syllabus of files you’re required to work through on a schedule, each file on repeat for its chosen duration. maybe you’ll be required to submit a reflection for each one you complete. to prove the lesson has really sunk in.

if you send me a voice note telling me how to touch myself, I hope you know it’s going to become a nightly routine.

being tranced and unaware that you’re stripping. layers coming off one after the other, and each one inevitably makes you more desperate, more horny, more dizzy and ditsy and easy to toy with.

the phrase “under your skin” is hot so close, so intimate, to know and control so deeply, to exist as part of you. It’s just hot. please, get under my skin.

I have written a cheat sheet a to my own brain containing triggers, weaknesses, desires, fantasies, files I drop hardest to. something that is both practical to have and has its own very delicious play potential. seeing how long I can resist handing over my own instruction manual.

nothing makes me drop harder and faster into sub space than being told no. being told I’m not allowed. being denied.

brainwashing but less clinical. instead of restraints, there are hands that keep you held down in your seat. another set that hold your head up, eyes on a flashing screen. a voice in your ears from someone who you can feel is near, watching you, their words responding to your struggles in real time.

I like my pinned to be a running thread of my fave ideas for play, wants, and dynamics. if any of these resonate with you, I’d love to chat about them, just as fun concepts or how we could put them into practice together!

going to continue this! spam incoming!

"Use your words" as a trigger to make a silly sub stop hiding and spill their feelings about what's being done to them

Remote controlled vibe except it’s wirelessly connected to a brain-scanning implant that monitors your brain for certain thoughts and then activates the vibe if it sense them in order to distract you from completing said thought. Or reward you for thinking it, whichever your dom prefers.

talk me through touching myself and my brain will rewrite itself around your instruction, always seeking out your specification and permission.

always going to love a dynamic where a dom is always sweetly coaxing me to forget what I’m doing and slip my hands between my legs or underneath my shirt and touch. convince me to let go and touch for just five minutes, then drag it out longer. hours. the entire afternoon.

I love when control begins subtly, encouraging a sub’s natural pleasure-seeking, egging them on to touch more, touch longer, drawing gentle attention to the way their mind goes so delightfully fuzzy when they do.

covert conditioning. being pushed in subtle ways towards behaviour that, over time, makes you dumber, hornier, obedient, subservient. little encouragements that feel so gentle, so nice, as they pull you down and shape you, leave you open and suggestible for further conditioning.

I never cum harder and better than when I’m told to. maybe it’s something hardwired in me, maybe it’s all that encouragement and conditioning, but it’s so easy for me to fall back into giving a dom total control over my pleasure and release because I just know its better that way

I love the concept of orgasm being the way control is cemented or a specific command is locked in, because of how open and vulnerable it makes you, but can’t overlook the idea that it is the desperation to cum and its denial that makes you vulnerable to suggestion.

putting some of my fave concepts from my Twitter (rip) to live on here! apologies for the spam, but hoping these find their people & by extension help me find them too!

Beyond being hot as fuck, I also find hypnosis to be endlessly fascinating. It's a look into the inner workings of someone's mind. Like a red carpet rolled out for me to view how everything ticks. Different subjects act differently in trance.

The overwhelming need to be strapped down and edged until the hypno playing over the headphones sets in and all its brains leak out and it can only obey