Inspired by @hypnanosis.bsky.social “Awh, plaything, you can feel it, can’t you?” Your hypnotist leant over you on the bed, looking down at you as you mindlessly played with yourself. “With every movement of that hand, with every gasp, and moan, you’re feeding me.”

Inspired by @hypnanosis.bsky.social You were frozen. You had met your partner’s gaze, your legs were intertwined. And then you had felt two sharp pricks at the side of your neck. Their nails, though claws, or talons might be more appropriate for their sharpness. The sensation had you stuck.

Inspired by @hypnanosis.bsky.social Your eyes were fixed on your hypnotist’s ass, staring eagerly, drinking in the sight of it. You were moaning, your hand between your legs, as your hypnotist turned, looking at you, and laughed. “Now, toy, I know you love my ass.”

Inspired by @hypnanosis.bsky.social ! Every second felt like an hour. The numbers just kept on rising. And each number flooded you with more pleasure. “Twenty thousand, that’s it.” Your hypnotist said. “Feel the pleasure growing, winding tighter, a coiled spring of need, desire, and lust.”

Inspired by @hypnanosis.bsky.social “Now, listen, my sweet, stupid, silly, brainwashed bimbo. It’s easy!” Your hypnotist said, leaning over you on the bed, as you giggled, and panted, your hands keeping you torturously on the edge. “I’ll let you cum. If you can stop giggling.”

Inspired by @hypnanosis.bsky.social “Feel the lust, toy. Feel it growing inside you.” Your hypnotist said, gently brushing their hand down your cheek, as they leant over you on the bed. A flame that consumes all other parts of your mind. You want me. You need me.”

Inspired by @hypnanosis.bsky.social “I’m as high as a kite right now, sweetie. And I’ve still got more brainpower than you.” Your hypnotist said, chuckling at you, as you lay beneath them. You were pinned by their thighs, with nowhere to look but their eyes.

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Inspired by @hypnanosis.bsky.social Your hypnotist pulled your chin upwards, making your heavy, sleepy eyes flutter open, though you were still deep in trance. “Now, toy, I want you to listen to me. You’re not allowed to touch yourself, okay? Not for the rest of the evening.” They said.

“Stare, toy.” Your hypnotist said, standing over you sprawled on the bed, as they held up the ‘coin’ in their hand. A spiral playing across the screen embedded in the coin’s face. Your eyes were glued to it, immediately. “That’s it. Just sink.”

Inspired by @hypnanosis.bsky.social “Awh, you, think, toy? I don’t know about that.” Your hypnotist’s words cut through your mind like a knife, severing your current thought, sending it spinning away. “No… Instead of thinking, I know that you’re sinking.”

Inspired by @hypnanosis.bsky.social “You don’t need to worry about your hand, toy. Your hand is beyond your control. Your hand is doing whatever I want it to, which, right now, is making you feel good.” Your hypnotist smirked down at you, as they leant over, face close to yours.

Inspired by @hypnanosis.bsky.social! Your hypnotist clicked their tongue, smirking down at you. They reached under your chin, pulling your head up, so you barely open eyes met theirs. “Gosh, you look so pathetic right now, toy. Drooling your brain away.”

Inspired by @hypnanosis.bsky.social Your hypnotist was very close to you. They had pulled you into them, both of you sat out on the bed. You were facing away from them, as they leant their head on one of your shoulders, tracing a hand gently up your arm. “I want you to get comfortable, pet.”

Have I caught your eye, plaything? Is my cleavage capturing your attention? I know it is. Don’t you wish that were your hand, on my soft skin? Don’t you wish you could smell the perfume on my neck? All good things in time, honey. Come closer, and submit.

No, plaything. You're not worthy. You're not worthy of seeing any of the parts of me that turn you on. Not when you're such a pathetic toy. But you won't complain, will you? You're my brainwashed pet, you'll take whatever I give you.

Colours, plaything? No, I don't know what you're talking about. Maybe my pheremones are starting to affect you. You don't mind, do you? Take another sniff, deep in my armpit, that's it. Let your mind melt for me.

All you need to do is focus, honey. Watch my body, watch my boobs go back and forth, back and forth. If you stare too long, you might find your mind bending to my will, as you fall for my charms. But you don't mind that, do you?

I think your brain in my hands is precisely where it should be. It's so malleable in my fingers, it just makes me want to mould your thoughts to my whims.

A spiral perfectly captures my demonic visage, though I am sure your eyes got caught along the way to my face

Here is a wonderful wallpaper for your PC, my darling thralls. You should make your computer into an altar, worshipping your favourite demoness~

Shh, mortal. Just focus on my body. Let yourself get lost in my tits. Imagine how soft they'd be, under your hands. Don't worry about anything else. You're perfectly safe. Just silence that quiet voice at the back of your mind. Good thrall.

Isn't there something about a bruise that just makes you want to get down on your knees and kiss it better? And whilst you're there, why not keep going? Get lost in the softness, you don't have anywhere else to be, do you?

No, thrall, you aren't worthy of eye contact. Or my tits. Get on your knees. Fall into my power. You belong beneath me. You belong under my power, desperate for my attention. And you're such a good plaything because of it.

Awh, you want to get between my legs, plaything? Well for that, you'll have to earn it. Just stare into my eyes. Don't pay attention to the horns. Don't think about them. Don't think about anything, but staring, and sinking, and how sweet your prize will taste.

Sorry about the impromptu hiatus. I have had a lot of things happen at once health-wise, but hopefully shall be returning to a regular posting schedule soon enough!

The watch is going to start swinging, thrall. You can stare at it, or my eyes, or my boobs. But that repetitive motion is going to start to get inside your head, and pull you deeper. Until there's no thoughts left, only mindless obedience. But you want that, don't you?

It is that one day of the year when I celebrate my summoning to this Earth. And as adorable as it is seeing you all bound up and captive, I am sure you wish to spoil me even more on this special occasion. throne.com/hypnanosis

It only takes a single kiss, for my venom to seep into your mind. One kiss, for you to fall into my power. One moment, and all your control slips away. Now… that doesn’t sound so bad, does it?

Behold your desires made manifest, thrall. Come worship me at my altar. Fall into the power of my dark divinity and, if you are lucky, I shall reward your sins~

I've got objects of power in both hands, toy. Your mind, and my chest. Which would you like me to squeeze first? Or have you already realised that if I squeeze one I squeeze the other?

Want to see more? Of course you do, plaything. Of course you want the thought of my tits to bury deeper and deeper into that brain. So go ahead. Fantasise. Obsess, that's a good toy ~

I can't wait to hear your moans, plaything. Pain? Pleasure? It doesn't matter. It's all ecstasy for both of us as you sink into the power of the demoness.

Though I may be kneeling, you shall be underneath me soon enough my darling thrall~

Inspired by @hypnanosis.bsky.social “Awh, toy, you’re so stupid! You should stop.” Your hypnotist said, holding the dropper over your open mouth. The red liquid inside looked so inviting. You couldn’t stop. “You know this is bad for you, right? It’s gonna make you completely addicted to me.”

Inspired by @hypnopum.bsky.social Just one more drop, my darling, we’ll see how deeply you’ll crave my words in your head and my potion on your tongue. And after that, if you want more… all you have to do is ask~

Inspired by a scene I did with @hypnanosis.bsky.social! You’re standing on a cliff, overlooking the ocean. Your hypnotist holds your chin, making you look into their eyes. You’re falling, plummeting. The waves rushing up to meet you. Your hypnotist’s laugh echoes in your ears as your mind sinks.

Inspired by a wonderful scene had with @hypnopum.bsky.social Let your brain fall into the ocean of my words. Don’t worry, darling, once my voice engulfs your mind, unimaginable bliss awaits you. You want that, isn’t that right, plaything?

What a blissful spiral coalescing around a part of me I know you'd love to taste, worship and obey~

Inspired by @hypnanosis.bsky.social “What’s up honey? Do you like this view?” Your hypnotist asked, kneeling over you on the bed. Your eyes were locked onto theirs, as they smirked down at you. They had you in their power, and they knew it. “Just floating, and drifting, me above you.”

Where did you first look my darling? My chest shining in the light? My hands gripping my thighs? And if you are dreaming of a session with me do DM me for my prices~