Okay what about hypnosis & innocence kink

Being hypnotized to forget what masturbation and sex are, so your dom can show you. They guide your hands as you stroke yourself, feeling all these “new” sensations. Feeling your orgasm building but not knowing what it is. Whimpering and stuttering, trying to tell them, and they just tell you to keep going. Cumming like it’s your first time all over again. Gasping for breath and thinking you’re done, until they say “now do that again, but without my help this time”

Reblog to compliment your mutuals for being so so hypnotizable :3

The anon button is not for hate. The anon button is for horny and embarrassed about it.

You were fighting with yourself. A part of you wanted to resist, to pull back from this endless, needy pleasure. Your body ached as another edge washed through you, flodding your system with the giddy high, before retreating, leaving only the ache. And then you saw it.

Three dots, in your messages from them. Had they known? Were they aware of what you were doing? How weak you were right now? Your mind spiralled into a blissful panic as they typed, until, by the time that their message arrived, you were almost craving it.

“Hi pet. Is someone feeling needy?”

You slowly answered it, typing one handed, as you continued to play with yourself. “I don’t know what you mean.” You sent back, trying to play it off.

Then the three dots returned. You waited, eager. Watching them bounce up and down.

It was almost hypnotic in a way. You found your hand mirroring the rhythm of the dots, as your mind followed them up, and down. Until the disappeared, and the next message arrived. “I mean, forty notifications in about 10 minutes, you were clearly enjoying my content.”

You felt yourself flustered, and went to respond, but found yourself distracted again by the three dots. Your brain went a little blank again as you watched, your message sitting unfinished, forgotten as another edge pushed the words out of your mind.

“Of course, now we’re talking on here, the three dots must be melting your mind again, as I type this. It’s such a fun trigger that one. How long have you been edging, toy? Answer me.” Your fingers moved automatically, obediently. You had no choice. They had commanded you.

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hi anon,

water-based, oil-based, and silicone-based lube are all suitable for either vaginal or anal sex. many people prefer silicone-based lubricants for anal sex because it's so long-lasting and durable, which is helpful when you're working with an orifice that won't naturally lubricate itself. oil-based lubricants are also a no-go with latex condoms, which is relevant for both vaginal and anal sex. beyond that it's all a matter of personal preference!

Imagine punish a brat by tying them down and overstimming them with toys. They start off defiant and curse you while cumming a few times.

"F-Fuck you"

"I hate y-you"

"Y-You suck"

So you just sit there, keeping them nice and stimulated while they cum over and over again until they need to use you for support and start breaking.

"fuckfuckfuck"

"You're doing so good, darling. We'll keep going until you learn your lesson"

Until they start begging and apologizing for being a brat for no reason.

"pleasepleasepleaseimsorryitwonthappenagain"

When they're clearly overstimmed and tired but you just keep pushing them anyway.

"P-Please it's too much, I can't cum anymore" they'll whine and whimper

But you just keep going until they orgasm again.

"What are you talking about? You clearly can keep going, you liar"

So you punish them for "lying" to you with more overstimulation, watching them slowly spiral more out of control as their consciousness slips.

Completely an imaginary situation though

Okay, Pups, I was informed by a fellow Pup of some very well made hypnosis audio files.

I'm unsure specifically how well known these are, but it's a series of two:

The Pet Test

and The Pet Test 2

These are 18+, but it doesn't focus strongly on sexual concepts. It's largely puppy euphoria, and holy fuck is it euphoric. I highly recommend.

The first is great, the second is transcendental. You need the first for the second, though.

Some tips for people into memory play with hypnosis:

First off, if you're the subject, MAKE SURE that you trust your hypnotist. This is something you only wanna do with someone that you know would not abuse it. Not everyone is affected enough to where its easy to do such a thing, but that's not a gamble you want to take if you find your hypnotist even slightly iffy.

If you're a hypnotist, be sure to inform your subject of all of this and take things very slowly at first. Make sure that they want to continue before doing more. Part of hypnosis a lot of the time is some aspect of role play, but you need to discuss what each party wants and is okay with beforehand. Install safeties to make sure that if something is happening that the subject doesn't vibe with, that your suggestions can be rejected easily.

That all being said, from what I've found, you cannot make someone forget information they've already taken in. Our brains are quite stubborn in that regard. That being said, there are ways to both limit information coming in and also ways to deal with recalling information.

So, here are some ideas:

Suggest as a trance begins to direct the subjects focus on your words, focusing so much on each new word that it's hard to remember what was said just a bit ago, going right to their subconscious instead of their conscious memory.

Focus on redirecting their memory when attempting to recall something specific. My hypnotist introduced me to this one, where any time you try to recall what happens during trance, the thought redirects to whatever the hypnotist wants. A trigger is the simplest, perhaps something that clears their thoughts like a bubble pop or something similar. In my opinion, it's important that what their thought is directed to is something specific like a visual for it to be effective, instead of something abstract like "you will drop when you try to think."

Another option is to suggest that the subject doesn't want to recall or think about the trance. This is most effective if a lot of your suggestions focus strongly on obedience and devotion. Your subject willingly wanting not to do it can't hurt.

The last option I have seen used well is to suggest that whenever you specifically ask your subject if they can remember something, it suddenly becomes impossible to think about or remember whatever you said. It can be a nice way to demonstrate the power of your suggestion and make it feel more legitimate and possible, which will then make it more effective.

However, the most effective practice, and the thing that will really set you over the top, is combining multiple if not all of these. If you have like 5 traps set in place, even if some fail, each layer has a chance to intercept the recall.

Those are all of my thoughts, there is almost certainly more though. Happy hypnotizing!

I've been recently getting fascinated with the idea of gentle confusion hypnotic techniques.

Suggesting that it's hard to tell how deep you are, and giving conflicting information. Saying you're almost awake, that you're so far down, that it doesn't matter at all. Waking you up and using your heightened suggestibility soon after trance to keep giving suggestions, then asking why I can do that if you're supposed to be awake. It doesn't matter how deep you are, what matters is that your mind is mine right now.

Interweaving multiple visuals and triggers, setting one up and then doing another completely, dropping you in the middle of a sentence, then telling you to keep talking as I whisper little suggestions in your ear.

Telling you to try to resist while praising you for obeying, saying that your conscious mind is the one resisting and your subconscious is the one that knows what it wants, and simply making the conscious one disappear for a while.

Expectations can undermine a subject, so if the only reliable thing in a sessionis your voice, that's what they'll come to cling to.

wagging my tail rn if u even care

BDSM gets a bad rep as like a violent (male) dom pushing the boundaries of a reluctant (female) sub but in my experience it's a lot of subs with wildly elaborate fantasies screaming shit like "PUT MY ASS IN THE CHILI" while a new dom is like "Okay I think, we are reaching yellow for me,"

Puppy subs are so bratty like they won't fold the minute you talk to them like a dog and go "gasp! Who's my good puppy? Is it youuu? Yah? Awww you're so pretty aren't youuuu that's my good baby"

hey. why can i enable subliminal weight loss mantras in bejeweled 3

"hit His prostate this" "milk His prostate that"

where are the fucking posts about milking Her prostate.

Beth Falls Into the Role

There really wasn't a whole lot left to Beth anymore. She looked up from between Charli's thighs with the eager expression of a fairly bright cocker spaniel, dredging her tongue back and forth between Charli's soft pink pussy lips and occasionally letting out a vacant, bubbly giggle as she licked. Her hazel eyes gleamed with beaming idiocy, a far cry from the grad student and aspiring sociologist Charli first met a year ago, and the splay-legged redhead could tell that her new pet was only days away from being ready to be fitted for a leash and a collar. And honestly, it served her right.

Not that Beth realized how condescending she was being when she dropped by the club Charli stripped at and asked the women who worked there if she could spend a few months documenting their lives for her senior thesis. No, she undoubtedly thought she was doing them all a favor by 'drawing attention to your plight' and 'showing people what you go through every day', as though what Charli went through wasn't getting fistfuls of hundred dollar bills shoved into her underwear by men and women she had wrapped around her little finger with a carefully applied combination of personal magnetism and psychological manipulation. Beth apparently couldn't imagine a world where anyone wanted to do sex work, and it took Charli all of five minutes to get sick of it.

So she crafted a new persona for herself, one calculated to appeal to all of Beth's prejudices about sex work and sex workers, and she set about demanding more and more 'authenticity' from the naive and desperate young woman whose college career depended on gaining the trust of the women she was interviewing and letting them into her lives. When Beth tried to go back to her own bougie apartment after a long night of watching Charli dance at the club, Charli reminded her that she was trying to get real insights into their 'plight' and the only way to learn was to live in Charli's apartment with her. When Beth tried to wriggle out of getting high with Charli, only a few hours of closing up and acting emotionally unavailable manipulated Beth into going along with Charli's plans. It took less than a week before the grad student was fully dependent on her.

And that was when Charli decided to really turn on the charm, and by 'charm' she meant the subtle, conversational hypnosis she'd honed over the course of getting her own Master's degree--not that Beth had ever asked about Charli's educational background, because she assumed that any woman who went into sex work had barely made it through high school. Beth didn't even notice when the weed haze slowly and subtly morphed into a dazed and dreamy trance that left her nodding and giggling the whole time Charli 'opened up to her' about how it felt to be on stage with all those people drooling over you, and she never knew that her fascination was the result of delicately phrased hypnotic suggestions to associate the thought of stripping with sexual pleasure.

After that, it was easy to convince Beth to take her own turn up on stage--for research, of course--and the positive reinforcement she received from Charli made the young woman pant and shudder with the desire to do it again. They celebrated with more weed, the weed made it easy for Charli to seduce Beth into bed with her, and a few more months of that eroded the last of Beth's boundaries almost before she knew it. By now, she barely even remembered she was supposed to be doing research. Charli liked her a lot more this way.

And she turned out to be a pretty good pussy licker, too, which was a nice bonus. Charli tangled her fingers into Beth's long chestnut hair, pulled her closer, and let her brainwashed pet send her over the edge into orgasm. There was no point in stopping now, after all. Not when Beth was almost perfect for her owner.

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she’s in her early 20s ⁉️ she should be in her room jerking off face down on her bed