F4F Oh snap. Hypnosis is not real. [Script] [Arousal] [Trigger] [Countdown] [JOI] [Covert] [Games] [Edge] [Non Believer] [Wordy] [For Sharing]
Snap. Relax. Hello there, Good Girl.
Think. Panties drenched, balled up and stuffing your lips. Tits sensitive and erect against your top, begging for attention. Whimpering quietly between heavy breaths from thorough gropes, presses, and prods. Ass teased, and thighs squeezed. No attention where it most matters though… Restrained, unable to move your wrists or ankles…finally with eyelids taped opened, and flashing visuals and spirals befoe you. Body shaking, while losing your mind.. Just teasing. Hopefully that stimulates your attention, if only a bit.
This will be a little different. It's for everyone, but it is especially for those of you who have been directed here, or believe hypnosis is a little, you know, exaggerated…
Snap. Now find some privacy for me. Somewhere comfortable to read. Please turn off any distractions, though ASMR videos and relaxing music are encouraged today.
Finally…have a bottle of water in reach, because hydration is important.
Hehe. Seriously. Be good to yourself and go do that before we begin. Snap. Don't auto-pilot through my suggestions.
Have some water. I'm talking specifically to you right now, and going forward.
There is no right or wrong way to enjoy this little reading. It will just be me talking with you. Enlightening you. This is a safe place. Snap. Relax, sit back, and don't skim. Okay, let's be genuine with eachother today.
So then, let's begin. You're here for your induction, right? You got addicted to hypno at some point. Maybe a long time ago, or maybe more recently… Hypno is fun though! Isn't it? We're all here for that same reason after all. We all share the same need here. To fall deep down the rabbit hole. To turn our brains off, and our bodies on. To be put under. Deep, deep under…
Let me do a double take of that for you…you like hearing stuff like that, right? Deep, deep, helplessly deep down under your own thoughts…to feel that lovely warmth envelope our bodies and guide our minds. That's what you're here for, isn't it?
Snap. Maybe you touch yourself while you sink under. Of course you're welcome to. I know I do. Or maybe you don't, because that might be a distraction. Maybe…you even skim inductions, because you think you know better. What a naughty thing to do. In the end, none of those details really matter. Weird thing to say for an induction, huh? Well, it's because I know why you're here.
I know why you're…really…here.
Snap. Let's be honest with eachother. Really, truly honest. I know you're actually here…for fun. I know you don't really believe in hypnosis. I know that you really just like to play along. "Hypno isn't real", right? That's what you're thinking? Maybe just in the back of your mind…maybe you think you know better. Maybe you think you're just strong willed. You just like to play along.
Well, there's really nothing to be said here then, right? No, that's wrong…all wrong. At the end of the day, you're here to get turned on. You're here to do what you're told. Those things atleast are true for sure.
You're here…to "pretend" you don't have a choice. Snap. Is that right? No, no, not quite…it's still wrong…it's close though. That's why you think you're here, anyway. "Hypno isn't real"…that's what you think.
Though it turns you on…this is still true. Nobody can argue that. Why else would you be here, obediently reading…maybe even touching yourself through my text. It interests you though, at least a little bit. Green flag. It's all a moot point though, because "Hypno isn't real"…that's what you think.
Well. Snap. Let me just teach you just alittle bit about hypnosis…
Let's take a word. "Snap". A little odd of a thing to sprinkle in. You noticed, though. Of course you did. You're a smart girl, maybe smarter than you pretend. You know better than all of this. It did get your attention though. It, however briefly, distracted your thoughts..
Why don't we play a little game? Just a little engagement for you.
Any time you see the word "Snap", just like that…I just want you to be aware that you're noticing it alittle more now, and of course, recognize that I wanted you to notice it.
That doesn't mean anything on its own. You have no reason not to play. Just see the word…recognize your focus has briefly been guided. Snap.
Snap. Don't stop playing this game. Can you do that for me? See the word. Snap. Notice it. Notice me noticing you.
Now where were we? Let me teach you about hypno…because the more you learn, the more you will enjoy yourself.
Hypno isn't magic that controls you against your will. Not exactly, anyway…
It won't make you struggle to resist commands.
It won't "make" your body execute them, like in that dreamy porn you love.
No…real hypnosis…is much more nefarious, and sneaky. Real hypnosis does something so insidious…so attractive.
Real hypnosis…actually makes you…want…to do those things. It's not against your will…because it -is- your will. Get it..? Snap.
"Hypno isn't real"…Your will power is real though, right?
That hypnosis that you don't really believe in.. Let's define it.. "The power to guide your thoughts".. That doesn't sound quite as far fetched any more, does it?
Hm.. But, yes, yes, semantics, nuances, etcetera…okay, bottom line. You think I can't "make you" want to touch yourself right now, right? Snap.
I've already guided your thoughts quite a bit more than you think about. Made you judge what I say. Made you play my game. Made you anticipate if this is going anywhere. Made you think. -Made you-.
You may call me Darling, because I like that. Let me tell you a little about myself.
I'm an edge addict. Touching even now as I type for you, guilty. I don't even need a reason to touch. Those horny whore-moans, I mean, hormones, in me are cruel like that.
Allow me to open up. My brain gets all fuzzy, and my fingers get wet. I feel a little drool at the corner of my lips, because my mind struggles to even be bothered to stop it.
My posture arches and presses out my breasts, as if I were presenting myself..
My thighs tense up as I go faster, and my toes curl as my eyes occasionally drift up. It's all involuntary too…torturous, even, trying to function under this heat.
Sweaty, and drooly, and dripping from my cunt.. My body bustles with warmth, and it swells up in my chest, until I just can't take it, like I need to tear my top open so that I don't suffocate under this overwhelming, feverish heat. Snap…
I wonder, am I arousing you, describing my circumstances like that..? I could get into some smut, like how I was railed with my bottom up in the air the other day, or how I was only pumped full because I was tricked into stripping infront of strangers.
I could ask you to think about your own sexual fantasy…your biggest crush…a combination of the two.
Whatever's on your mind…you're getting a little horny with me, aren't you? Let me introduce you finally to hypnosis…
Being aroused is alot like being hypnotized. You do exactly what you're told, and you do it willingly. Snap. You "have that choice", but you don't…not really.
It's so hard, too hard, not to listen when you're aroused. Controlled by your hormones…that's all it is, isn't it? Hormones in your head. A natural brainwashing agent. They control your brains reactions. Just as I do with my words.
"Hypno isn't real"… Hypno isn't real… So it's okay to listen. To play along. Well, nature's influence on you sure seems effective.
You're getting horny. Your decision to play my game…you've fallen down a little hole, haven't you?
Can you even stop drawing attention to it?
Especially knowing that I don't want you to stop..
Snap.
You're adorably horny…so of course you want to do what you're told right now. Wait…you want to do what you're told…funny, isn't it? Those old fashion inductions…they're like a format for smut, really. You get nice and fuzzy for your Darling, and then despite maybe rolling your eyes here or there, you're still doing what you're told.
But oh no, you aren't being "forced" to do it. You have a "choice."
Didn't I tell you? Hypnosis makes you want it…you want it, right now. Right..? Snap. Don't you? Don't you want to listen to me?
You're already nice and susceptible for me. Alittle sweet nothings here, alittle arousal there, and viola…you want to listen to me.
All. On. Your. Own.
"Hypno isn't real"… Hypno isn't real… Of course it's real, silly thing…those hormones filling your hazy head with these docile thoughts.
To me, hypno is an art.
An art of manipulation.
Your hormones control what you desire…and I play with your hormones.
The hormones. It all comes back to the hormones. The paint on my palette. Snap. Good Girl, noticing.
I think…I want to make some art. You…you're my pretty blank canvas.
Strong willed girls, weak willed girls.
Sweet girls, brutal girls.
Smart girls, Horny girls…
They're all the same. They all end up here, following instructions. They all have one thing in common. They're dolls. You're a good doll to be here. Text isn't magic…it's a tool of communication. To instruct you. To guide you.
I'm not playing mind games with you. I'm being genuine with you. Analytical. We're just talking. "Hypnosis isn't real" anyway, right?
It's been a little round about up until now, but here you are, horny, and taking whatever I'm doing to you.
Most importantly, you're willing. That's what blank means, you know? You're willing to let me create art out of you…
"Hypno isn't real"… Of course you didn't believe it was real. It wouldn't be very good if you knew you were influenced.
It's so effective that you believe it's your very own thoughts…
Swaying them, on a level, maybe deep, deep down, swaying your needy, blank mind. Doll like. Good Doll. There's those horny words you like again.
Right now, your real, level-headed thoughts…that's hypnosis…it's so powerful that it guides all of us…all while making us believe it isn't real.
Snap. You're such a Good Doll.
Even common girls believe hypnosis isn't real, so strongly that we all come here. Give in completely to Owner. Then just…walk away actually believing we gave our bodies up all on our own.
Mind control is a beautiful masterpiece…that's taken us all deep in its clutches, and here we are.
Aroused. Snap. Following every word obediently.
You don't think you're in trance? Of course you don't. That's what brainwashing does to girls like you. I told you, it's not like those dreamy porn videos. Your…very real, very coherent feeling thoughts..are what a trance truly feels like.
But you're not under trance. Of course not. You're too self aware. You smart doll.
Feeling perfectly fine. Snap. Let's play another game…you don't need to be empty headed.
You just need to be aware of my desires.
You want to know what I want?
Let's play that game…all you have to do…is touch yourself while you continue, and manage to stay focused.
Maybe you're already playing?
Challenges are fun. Hypnosis isn't real.
There is no reason to resist.
Now…touch.
Snap.
These two games at once isn't too much to handle, is it?
Hey…
Snap.
Touching yourself…did you ever even believe you wouldn't?
Hypnosis isn't real though. I mean…
You're genuinely, really going to walk away from this in the end, believing it was truly all you..
Maybe not even realizing how silly that seems..
How devious it is…how powerful it creeps into and controls our minds..
How very beautiful…Just like my art.
That's you. Snap. Good girl.
You're touching because I asked.. You're doing what I asked because you're aroused.. You're aroused because I guided you.
Or maybe you already were. It doesn't matter.
All of these little details don't really matter…
You're nice and hypnotized.
Perhaps it takes a truly open mind to consider that you just might be hypnotized.
Do you have any opened mind?
Keep touching for me.
I wonder how much free will you think you have right now?
All of it? Doubt?
Snap. Very little.
Snap…maybe I should have told you to visualize the -sound- of a "Snap" in your head when you see the word…Snap.
Imagine the sound once for me, like a smart girl.
The sound, maybe with an echo.
Snap.
Once more. The sound, in a vacant building.
Snap.
I wonder how influential your pretty mind has become..
Will you continue to hear that sound now?
Snap.
You don't know if you're supposed to?
Why does that distress you?
Do you want to obey so badly…
Don't think so much anymore. None of this ever really mattered.
I was kind to explain, but it wasn't necessary…not really…
Do what the pretty instructions tell you to do. It's just a little guidance.
It's not hypnosis…
It's just what you want.
There's a difference.
Somewhere. Surely…
Touch yourself…
Keep touching…
Snap.
Snap…
Realizing the effects of your powerful mind?
Your self deluding…
Snap.
Brainwashed…muddling mind…
Obeying. Thinking it's your choice, even now as I command you.
Thinking you're just playing along.
Thinking you can stop at any time.
You don't want to stop though.
You can't want it anymore. You're too aroused.
Too far gone.
Hypnotized.
Hypnosis isn't real…Just keep touching yourself.
Snap. Hehe. Heya. I'm your Darling, aren't I? A little change in format ought to help out your pretty, subservient mind. When did we even break down to those choppy, hypnosis words anyway? Did you ever notice? Probably. You're too smart for that. More importantly, you just accepted it. Accept what I want. What I desire. My desires will fill your mind…those are what matter right now, okay? My wants. My needs. Just obey…
I'm still touching myself too, and it makes me so happy, knowing you accept my guidance.
Make me happy. My desires are what matter. Snap. That's an obedient girl.
The way you allow me to play with you. To sculpt you. It's a little grounded, compared to those other inductions…we're just talking, aren't we? Well, I'm talking. You're listening.
Listening.
Snap.
Obeying.
Touching yourself.
You're doing such a lovely job. I know, I know. It's been a bit of a read, hasn't it?
You need some engagement again, don't you…
I will now count down briefly for you.
That's what you came for, isn't it?
You're already so far gone…perhaps not feeling gone at all…what could these silly numbers do for you?
What if…we make a game out of them?
You're strong. Hypnosis isn't real. Three games now…that's not too much for you, is it..?
Play another game with me again…
With every number, I want you to imagine your body become heavier.
10
Follow my text. My guidance.
Heavier. Follow..
Your limbs…your shoulders…your posture…your head…
9
With every number, imagine you become hazier…imagine your thoughts are welcoming in my desires.
8
Heavy all over…
7
Heavier…
6
Patience…acceptance…emptiness…
5
Accept me completely, with every number.
4
I am a guest in your mind…
You must be a good host for me…
3
Do as I want…fulfill my needs…accept my desires.
2
Feel your body become heavy.
And…
1
Drop
Drop completely.
Down
Down
Deep, deep down
Nice and deep
Heavy haze all over.
Overwhelming
The haze over your head
Too heavy to focus
Nice and strong…
Continue masturbating. Fuel your obedience.
Your mind…is a powerful, complex tool…don't you remember?
Let it make you relaxed…
Heavy. Empty. Happy to serve.
You want to obey me.
Snap.
Touch. Obey.
Now…a trigger…that's what you're after, isn't it?
How horny and happy your body is. Your mind will enjoy giving in.
You're attentive to me. To the word we share. Snap.
Why don't we play one final game together?
When you see the word SNAP…from now on…you will feel the need to obey me.
To obey your Darling.
You will feel submissive.
Subservient. Docile. Aroused.
These are all the same in the end.
When you see the word.
SNAP.
You will obey.
It's not magic…it's not playing along. It's your choice…
But in the end… I control that choice, don't I?
You love to give into me.
You love to give me my desires.
It is my desire…
When I say SNAP, you will submit.
Tha association will linger…Just like you want it to.
It's your choice.
I control that choice.
Let the trigger stick to your mind and overwhelm your thoughts.
SNAP. Obedient. Aroused.
You can't help but give in…but crumble…to one little word.
Snap. SNAP.
Keep touching yourself to me.
Now I want you to touch faster…
That's a Good Doll.
I'm going to count up for you soon, so get nice and close for me, my darling.
You've gotten so good at listening to me.
"Hypnosis isn't real"…you're just obeying like you desire.
Like I desire.
Just keep listening.
SNAP. Keep going…you're almost there.
Don't finish…Just get close.
Do not finish.
Touch fast.
SNAP. Edge. Go Faster.
You've become so good at multitasking.
My darling.
You've come so far.
Trained so well.
Fallen deep.
Deep, deep, deep down.
Nice and heavy all around.
Touching. Playing.
I have a suggestion to for you.
A desire.
My desire.
Let my suggestions flow into your mind.
Let me suggestions fill your head.
Let my thoughts become your thoughts.
Your thoughts are not your own anymore.
My guidance will be your thoughts.
Your thoughts…
My suggestions..
My suggestion that will flow into your mind is…edge.
You don't want to cum.
Only feelings of pleasure matter.
Other feelings don't matter.
Only pleasure.
A suggestion…
You want to make Darling happy.
Let it flow and fill your heavy mind.
Darling wants you to edge.
You want to edge because it makes Darling happy.
Your desires are not what you want.
Owner's desires are what you want.
Edge for Owner.
A Perfect Doll doesn't cum.
However you feel is nothing compared to the pleasure of making Owner happy.
Don't cum for Owner. Only edge.
Edge.
Keep edging.
Touch faster.
Perfect Dolls don't cum. Perfect Dolls edge.
Let this implant deep in your mind, and fill your thoughts.
The idea of edging will compel you.
You can't help but listen.
This is what you want.
To make Darling happy.
Nothing else matters.
Perfect Dolls always edge.
Stay deep.
Deep.
Nice and deep.
You are an edge doll.
An edge doll for Owner.
SNAP. You are a Good Doll.
SNAP. Perfect Dolls edge.
Solidify those thoughts. Take them in deeply.
They are a part of your being.
Good girls don't cum.
SNAP. You are an Edge Doll.
Soon I will count up to five, and when I reach five…
Edge Dolls will embrace all of that pent up feeling down there, and never let it go.
When I reach five, you will be as close to an orgasm as can be.
When I reach five.. Get as close as you can, and no further.
When I reach five.. You will be so close, and you will wake from your trance.
It's your final instructions, darling. Show me how obedient you've become, edge doll.
Get close.
Don't cum.
Edge.
Obey.
Take your time.
Follow my guidance, nice and slow.
Go faster than that.
Much…much faster…
Slowly, hear my counting in your head.
Hear my numbers in your mind, slowly.
1
Focus on my guidance.
2
Get nice and close. Tense.
Faster.
3
Faster.
You want to fulfill my desires…you're so good for me.
Read nice and slow.
Touch nice and fast.
Empty your thoughts.
4
Submit.
Get ready.
Faster.
Give into me.
The point of no return.
And…
5
Edge.
Wake.
SNAP. Edge. Wake.
Wake from your haze.
Stop touching completely.
SNAP. Do not touch.
Not a finger.
Good dolls obey.
SNAP. You want to obey.
You've done so well to make it to the end. Smart dolls don't cum. A Perfect Doll like you always edge.
Perfect Dolls accept their Owner's desires.
A Perfect Doll obey their Owner's words.
You may relax your body however you need.
SNAP. You may not cum.
Wake up.
You're here.
You did so well.
It's all coming back to you.
I suggest you take a deep breath, to soak in your surroundings.
There is no hypnosis. You simply like to do what you're told.
You don't want to cum. You want to edge.
You want to obey.
SNAP.
Obey and drink some water. We must stay hydrated after submitting to our natural, hypnotic urges.
I wonder, do you think you were ever in trance? If not, then perhaps, just maybe, it worked better than intended.
The fog that fills our minds will never cease to play with us, again and again…so use this moment of reprieve to recuperate. Relax your body. Drink some water. Collapse and sleep if you're a late night gooner.
SNAP. You will always obey your new trigger, because you want to obey me.
SNAP. DM me. Comment this post with "A Good Doll like me never cums, only edges"
I hope that you have a lovely day or night. You did so well.