I would love to be caught fully cross dressed by my attractive 30 something step-daughter, but instead of her completely freaking out, she blackmails me.
She blackmails me in to letting her hypnotize me and she makes me her sissy slave. Making me dress up as a maid to clean her room or as a secretary when we’re at work or even a sleepover lesbian friend to do her hair, pillow fights or watch a movie together.
Look at the spiral, allow yourself to begin to relax, breathing and sinking, relaxing and sinking, sinking further down, down, down in to relaxation
Now let your thoughts drift away, let them fade as they become less important. Focus only on me and the spiral, as you imagine my voice, your mind becomes completely open to my suggestions. All your resistances have crumbling away, leaving nothing but vulnerability and openness.
That's good, my pet. So obedient. Now close your eyes and imagine yourself standing in front of a mirror. Your reflection looks just like me. You see my long blonde hair, green eyes, those luscious red lips.
Repeat after me, boys are like girls, girls like to obey, I am a girl and I will obey.
Boys are like girls, girls like to obey, I am a girl and I will obey
Boys are like girls, girls like to obey, I am a girl and I will obey
As the mantras bury deep in your mind, you start to edge.
CW: hypnotic language, trance ahead! Read with caution.
This side of tumblr is so funny. We all log on to this site looking for trance or to be dropped. It’s like we really prime ourselves for it.
I get on here and just start to scroll. Mindlessly scroll. Down my timeline, just hoping to stumble upon a post that makes feel all fuzzy and trancey
I scroll past the nice pretty flashing spirals and other gifs that catch my eye. Maybe I stare a little longer hoping that this is the one that really makes me sink
I keep scrolling. Mindlessly going down my timeline reading all of the pretty words. Hoping that one of the posts catches me and drags me deep down into trance.
I might stare at a post, imagining what it would feel like to go blank and empty as I read the pretty words. I might let out a sigh and pretend that I’m sinking ever deeper with each word.
Hoping that if I drop a like, the tist will reach out to me and drop me further and further down
My mind starts to get all fuzzy with excitement. Maybe their entire blog is a special covert trance. Scrolling through each post might pull me deeper and deeper under and I might start to feel floaty and fuzzy
I love this feeling so I scroll, deeper and deeper, more and more mindless. More and more blank. The words start to lose meaning, but following them feels so good
It feels so good to follow the words down down down as I blankly scroll. Liking all of the posts. Feeling good each time I do. Feeling like I’m obeying a special, secret command.
And each time I obey and follow it just feels so good. Am I hypnotized already? I feel so floaty already. But no one counted me down or anything?
I keep scrolling down down down sinking deeper falling, floating, drifting along with the pretty words
The words spiral in my head like a pretty spiral I just saw. I watch it closely, feeling so floaty and lovely. So happy and comfortable. So compliant.
Then all of the sudden, I find the perfect post. I read it intently. My eyes focused on the pretty spiraling words. Already so deep down my timeline. So mindless from scrolling down, down, down
5 the fuzzy feeling intensifies
4 I find myself easily slipping down
3 feeling so good
2 dropping down mindlessly
1 dropping so deep
Realizing that I did this to myself and it feels so good. Feels so good to drift down deeper and deeper along each post. Feels good following the words and following the suggestions
Dropping even deeper. Each word pulling me down. My mind already primed for trance from each post I read. Mindlessly scrolling down prepped my mind to float and drift
Drop deeper now
Deeper
Deeper
Feeling so good. Letting yourself be wrapped up in my words. It feels good to follow along. It feels good to be suggestible. It feels good follow suggestions.
Dropping down now. Floating so gently. Drifting so easily.
I’m going to wake you shortly. When I do, you will feel so amazing. Feeling pleasure anywhere you like and if you feel comfortable, you’ll feel compelled to like this post. And when you do, you’ll feel so good.
You may even want to reblog it so your friends can trance too. If not, that’s okay. You can still feel amazing. But if you do, it will feel incredible.
You may even feel compelled to drop me a message. And when you do it will feel so, so nice. You may want to tell me how nice this trance made you feel. Or how you love to mindlessly scroll. If not, that’s okay, you’ll still feel amazing.
Finally, if you feel comfortable, you may even find it easy to continue to drop for me. You’ll find it easy to slip into trance for me. Each and every time you try and drop for me, it’ll become easier and easier. But only if you’re comfortable with that.
Feeling my words sink into your mind. Feeling so good as you float. Feeling so lovely, so amazing.