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A Villains Fantasy Part 1
Nightwing AKA Dick Grayson is losing all of his mind on a recent case using a grabbling hook shooting in to the air he is hitting the roof tip and doing a backflip to match with me. He catches me facing me head on as if we are one leaving me to cross my arms in a fit of rage and he shoves me hand to the side attempting to fully pushing me off of the building. I laugh a bit as he starts to go on full attack throwing kicks, punches and the like but I block him not really caring one way or the other and sending him flying in to the wall.
“You look floored! Did I defy your expectations?”
“Yes indeed!”
“Way to go!”
“Showcase your power for me”
“Your arrogant ass is going down”
“You wish! Your sweet cheeks need to be smacked.”
“I’ll spank you into submission “
“Fuck you !”
“I’ll be doing that”
“Who are you?”
“Your God!”
“You can submit “
“You can fight “
“You can fuck off”
“You can do whatever you like”
“You still have no choice “
“I am in control “
“Don’t deny that “
I had once chance to get him under my total mind control of the absolute order as it it a simple action on my part flipping my finger at him as he rages at me and I wait for him to race after me. I block his attack with one hand as I force my palm back making eyes go dim and dull with a threatening mannerI use my sheer will to make him faulted and pin him down. Pressing my fingers down asI dig into his skin because he fell back in to my arms as I cups his chin placing my lips on his as he comes to and admiring me with my utmost love.
“You can call me Master”
“Yes Master”
“Mwahahahahaha “
“You are all about me”
“You love me”
“Swear to me”
“Serve me and obey “
“Commit to me”
“I love you Master Lawrence “
“Mwahahahahaha “
“Set yourself free”
“FREE”
“Master Lawrence “
“I…Nightwing is at your service”
“Perfect! Kneel and kiss me”
“Oh my…”
“Oooohhhhh gggooodddd”
“Yyyuuummm…ffffffuuuuuuccckkk”
Metropolis Maven and Superhero Superman floating in to the air shooting past him with super speed as he landed on to the roof top with utter excitement glee to see Nightwing with this express on his face. He stood on the edge of the city arms wrapping around himself tightly, closing in he hops off of the edge of the roof as he walks towards his pals ward and encircles him his nose is put on alert. Oddly Nightwing had something behind his back but it was contained in a box of lead piquing his curiosity but Dick removes it putting it in his face and unlock it leaving green keep kryptonite. Clark looks shock a backing up to the wall hitting his back as it slid down to the ground in such a state pain as everything unravels before him Clark blacks out fading in to the city scenery. Nightwings eyes glow bright dark green hue as he holds his stomach in pit of pain laughter feels the air like guttural packs of bucket of pain as the last of sanity and heroic actions vanish. He regains control once more standing up he punches his left palm wings back right fist and kicks Clark all the way to the edge and joining them in step and toe stepping on him as he pounds his ass.
“Relax Clark! I shall give you some advice “
“Noooo! Stop”
“Why would ever do that?”
“We are friends, allies not enemies “
“Friends? Excuse me”
“You are weak “
“Useless kryptononian”
“Master will conquer this world “
“Subjugate you “
“Break your mind and reprogram it”
“I will repurpose you “
“Give him a gift “
“What gift?”
“Your ass”
“I will not allow”
“Allow me?”
“Take deep breath Clark”
“One small whiff and you are mine”
“No must fight”
“Resistance in futile”
“HELP!”
“No one is coming “
“Uuuuggghhh! I can’t fight any longer”
“The sweet smell of being owned. I am yours now and forever .”
The end
#hypnosis#mind control#reprogramming#hypno slave#nightwing#superman#hypno enslavement#trap#gotham city#metropolis
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Day 2 of lactation training. I cant wait until I can leak like that.
#bimbo training#slave task#hypno slave#hypno toy#bimboification#dumb wh0re#milk machine#mind conditioning#induced lactation#hucow training#hucow fantasy#huccow#bimbo girl
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photogenic - when cops go under
For over a year now, I've been running a photography business in a small town, but nobody knew it was just a cover-up for my mischievous games.
I've always been into hypnosis, especially when it meant bringing big guys under my control. I discovered that, under the right circumstances, anyone can fall victim to hypnosis. For me, I stumbled across a very interesting combination.
I was doing my research when I came across the use of light, smell, and sound to make someone a willful puppet, a mere plaything. A single light, scent, or sound alone won't be enough for most men to go under, but the correct mixture of all of them is pure blissful ecstacy.
I prepared my entire studio to fulfill my deepest wishes, and the whole setup was perfect. I had multiple ring lights, reflectors, strobe lights, and softboxes, all of them placed in a way to cover the entire stage in a warm, engulfing light. I made sure to let them flicker just barely, unseen for most unknowing eyes. It will exhaust the victim's mind and eyes, just what I need.
Of course, I created my own playlist of songs, mostly with ordinary background sounds, similar to elevator music, but I hid messages deep within the rhythm to subconsciously invade any unsuspecting minds.
To complete the setup, I placed a few candles here and there; I made them myself, using special ingredients that, when burned, act as some sort of aphrodisiac. A horny mind is a willing mind, and especially men are easily subjected to that method.
Just perfect, and the studio was operating for months without anyone suspecting a thing. Of course, I didn't just take control over anyone—just the beautiful ones, the ones that made me cry just by looking at them.
One day, however, I couldn't believe my eyes when I got an inquiry from the local sheriff department. They wanted to send an officer to a photoshoot for some sort of promotional material, but I didn't care. I was so excited that I didn't let that opportunity slip away. They just told me his name, Officer Romero. I had seen him around and heard his name. He was indeed a handsome man.
I prepared the entire studio and made sure everything was working perfectly fine when the doorbell rang. My heart was already racing so fast, and I could barely breathe steadily. I took several deep breaths before I opened the door. It got even worse when I looked into the cop's beautiful face.
"Officer Romero." I said I was reaching for his hand. "Right on time." He smiled and shook my hand.
"Of course." The officer said it in a deep, manly voice, which sent shivers down my spine. He looked so good in his uniform as well—so tight and thick, just the way I like them.
"Why don't you come in?" I motioned for him to enter my studio, which he did without hesitation. Getting a good look at his arse filling his pants, I quietly locked the door before following him closely.
"That's a nice studio." He growled deeply, taking a look around the main room. The music was already playing softly in the background, and even I smelled the faint scent of herbs hovering in the air all around us, but he didn't seem to mind it.
"Thank you." I nodded politely. "I hope I'm not disrupting your shift, officer."
He caught me staring at his uniform again, but he just let out a soft chuckle. "No, no. It's my day off, actually." He said, and his voice sounded so smooth, making my dick hard.
I just noticed he was carrying a bag right then. "I'm hitting the gym right after this shoot; I brought my gym gear too." The officer smiled contently, causing me to mirror him right away.
"Sounds good to me." I tilted my head and told him to put the bag to the side and to step onto the little stage I had prepared for him. I enjoyed watching him walk around in his uniform, as he was looking so fucking hot.
He got in position, struck a pose, and waited for me to take the first pictures. I saw him running both of his hands across his chest and waist, straightening his unfiorm shirt, and subconsciously checking if his pants were sitting okay.
At the same time, he kept touching his nose, running a hand through his light stubble, his hair, and down his neck. Was he nervous? Or was my setup already showing some effect on him?
"Are you ready?" I said as I turned on all the lights at the same time.
"Ugh." He groaned under his breath, slightly flinching at the barrage of light hitting his face. "I think so." Officer Romero's deep voice filled the room, causing my dick to pulsate softly.
"I hope it's not too bright." I knew it was way too much for simple pictures, but most people don't want to bother a professional.
"No, it's fine." The cop struck a pose again and struggled to keep his eyes focused.
I pressed my favorite button, the trigger of my camera. A light even brighter than all those lights around us. Luckily, I wasn't on the receiving end of this.
*Flash*
"Looking good," I said loudly, pressing another button so the lights dim yet start to flicker slightly.
Romero was way more comfortable with that setup, just as I hoped.
"How are you feeling, officer?" I hesitated for a moment when I noticed he was struggling to loosen up a little.
"I'm just nervous." He chuckled again with that deep voice. "I am sorry." The cop shrugged, and I saw his face blushing slightly.
"That's all good. It happens to the best of us." I nodded comfortingly. "Just breathe deeply; try to relax."
Right away, he did as I told him, taking one deep breath after another, taking in more and more of that alluring smell filling the air.
After a few more seconds, I noticed a steady shift in his posture. The more breaths he took, the more comfortable he became.
"Very good. Just keep breathing, but don't forget to smile." I chuckled as well, preparing to take yet another picture.
*Flash*
"That one was good." I licked my lips in anticipation; I knew that my setup was working perfectly fine.
Officer Romero was becoming more comfortable, kept breathing deeply, and looked right into the warm light.
"This feels good." He purred happily, stroking his own chest again before grabbing his own member through his pants. I could tell he wasn't paying attention to this; it was purely instinctive.
"Doesn't it?" I said I watched him stroking himself once, then twice, before striking another pose.
"Am I doing good?" He chuckled when I pulled the trigger again.
*Flash*
"You're doing so well, Officer. You're a natural." I smiled, enjoying seeing him open up more and more. At one point, he slightly started swaying, unable to take a firm stand—an indicator that he was ready for the next step.
"Can you hear me, Officer?" I watched him through the lens of my camera as his eyes unfocused for a second, his body kept swaying, and he let his hands run all over his upper body, his crotch, waist, and ass.
"Yes." He smiled derpily and tried to regain his composure by holding his hands in front of his chest.
*Flash*
"Good." I said it in a serious tone. "Now listen to me." With the press of a button, all the lights started to turn color, rhythmically to the sound of the music playing in the background.
His eyes widened, and he looked at me, waiting for any further commands.
"I want you to listen to me, breathe, and just breathe. Relax. It's so easy to just let me handle this, okay?" I watched his eyes roll back for a second; he was hooked on my voice already.
Officer Romero opened his mouth, but a single deep moan was the only thing escaping his lips at this point.
"Just look at these beautiful lights, how they spin around, all those colors." His eyes were unfocused again.
"Listen to my voice and the music and forget about your own thoughts. You don't need them right now."
The cop moaned again, touching his now visibly tenting cock through his tight pants.
"Take in more of that delicious scent; it will help you relax and be mine."
I watched him take several deep breaths, and a low guttural moan left his lips before he just smiled.
*Flash*
I was already leaking while watching him through the camera, but I needed to see if it worked.
So I turned off the lights and saw him standing there, swaying slightly, while he wasn't looking at anything in particular.
I approached him, reached for his muscular chest, and placed a hand on his badge.
"Can you hear me, Officer?" I whispered, and his posture shifted again. His body was reacting to the sound of my voice, twitching once he heard it.
"Yess." He moaned again.
"Very good boy." I stroked his firm chest again and again, causing him to smile contently. "You're a big boy, aren't you?" I chuckled, but he just growled in response.
"I want you to listen to me, Officer Romero." I pulled him into a tight embrace, one hand around his thick neck, the other stroking his chest and tummy through his soft clothes.
"I want you to be mine, my personal cop." I breathed into his ear. "You want it too, don't you?" The officer groaned in agreement, giving in to my embrace.
He was so heavy, so thick, and so beautiful.
"Very good. Now stand tall." Separating myself from him, I watched him regain his composure. He immediately struck that usual pose: arms behind his back, chin up, and a straight chest.
His handsome face was blank, his eyes unfocused and foggy, yet still so beautiful. The training really showed, and I couldn't help but touch his upper body, his pecs, and his arms firmly. It felt so good to feel his muscles bulge, causing the uniform to become even tighter around his well-formed body.
Biting my lip I grabbed my own tenting cock—oh, how much I wanted to get sucked off by the handsome cop. But first things first.
"Flex for me." I grabbed the camera again and took another picture, this one, for my personal collection. Officer Romero lifted one arm after another, causing his biceps to bulge firmly—fuck, so hot.
*Flash*
I moaned quietly at the sight of this man following all of my orders. Shaking my head in disbelief, I approached him again. "Stop flexing." I motioned for him to lower his arms, and he did.
I walked around him, appreciating his body some more. My hands encompassed his entire body, his broad back, his thick ass, and his thighs—so beefy, so good.
I had to hold back several moans, but I managed to behave myself.
Now standing in front of him again, I caressed his cheek—his skin was so soft—and let my fingers brush through his light beard, across his soft lips, and along his firm jawline.
"I'm so happy it was you." I breathed against his lips before I pulled him into that tight embrace again.
"Listen." I stroked his tummy now, firmly and lovingly. "I want you; I need you to be mine."
Officer Romero moaned into my ear and down my neck, making me leak some more.
"I want you to focus on me, on my hand." I said as I let my hand run further down his body, right to his member bulging inside his uniform.
I grabbed him firmly, letting the palm of my hand rub against his thick cock.
"Get hard for me, boy, harder than ever before." I whispered into him, causing him to growl deeply.
His breathing intensified slowly, and his entire body tensed more and more. He was truly concentrating every fiber of his body to get hard—a sensational feeling.
As his cock grew harder, pressing against his pants and my hand, I smirked.
"Now, when I tell you to, you will release all that pressure building up inside your body, and with that, you will be mine, and mine alone."
"Yess." Officer Romero started to grind his hips against my hand, anticipating the coming release.
"Now." I breathed deeply, and with that, I felt his cock shooting multiple massive loads of his precious cum right against the palm of my hand. Letting out a long, guttural groan, causing his deep voice to break slightly, he leaned his head back, embracing this moment of pure blissful satisfaction.
More and more shots left the tip of his huge cock until he ran dry. Even then, he kept thrusting again and again. His mind was empty; all he could think of was cumming, letting go, and becoming a mindless, obedient toy.
I myself was breathing quickly, as I felt the same satisfaction as he did. I just came into my pants as well, and it felt so good.
In one swift motion, I unbuttoned his pants and slid my hand inside to fondle his member for a little while. He kept purring the more I touched him. His cock was sticky, so hard and thick—I pulled it out of his trousers and took a good look at it—so huge.
"Look at me." I placed a hand around his neck, forcing him to look at me. Officer Romero was struggling to keep a straight face; his eyes were vacant; he was drooling, but that made him even more handsome.
"You did so good, Officer." I licked my lips again while stroking him—all of him—again.
He purred happily and enjoyed my loving touch as well. I started to unbutton his shirt now too, exposing an even tighter shirt underneath. Even though the outline of his abs was visible.
"Listen. Anytime you see the flash of my camera, you will go deeper and back into this state again. Do you understand?" I ran my hand across his tummy, cueing him to growl like a dog.
"Yes." He said it with his usually manly voice, now dull.
"Good. Now. When I tell you to, you will come back to yourself. You won't remember anything that happened while you were under. The conditioning will be the only thing that stays hidden inside your mind. Understood?" I said as I fixed his uniform shirt.
The cop nods in agreement.
"You won't be bothered by your stained clothes; instead, you will be as comfortable as before." Licking my lips, I tucked his thick cock back into his briefs and pants, but it was still incredibly visible that he was so hard.
Officer Romero consciously touches himself once I button up his uniform pants before he regains his composure. "Yes." He growled.
I walked back to my spot, turned the lights back on—the white ones—and watched him through the lens of my camera.
"Welcome back, Officer," I said firmly, and right away, I noticed the shift in his posture again.
His eyes focused, he blinked several times, and he straightened his back. Insticnteviely, he ran a hand across his chest, his tummy, and his crotch, but he didn't seem bothered at all.
"Sorry, did you say something?" A little confused, he tried to look at me through the bright light.
"I think we're done." I said, turning the lights off.
With a soft smile on his lips, he approached me, one hand on his chest and the other on his gun belt.
With every trigger, my camera took a dozen pictures, and I just showed him the first ones—good pictures, enough for their plans.
"Brilliant." The cop spoke back with his manly, deep voice, but I couldn't help but admire his body while he was standing right next to me.
"Good. I will edit them and send them over."I smiled politely, and he smiled brightly.
"Sounds good to me." He didn't even realize he was touching himself through his slightly wet uniform pants. I love messing with people's minds, especially the hot ones.
Before he left, we exchanged numbers—for business purposes, of course—and he grabbed his gym back.
"See you around." We shook hands.
"Oh, I will make sure of that. I thought.
#tf story#male hypno#male hypnosis#male transformation#hypno story#gay hypnosis#male tf#cop tf#cop slave#men in uniform tf#male domination#hypno slave#cops under control#male mind control
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“You must obey. You will obey. You must not resist the brainwashing”
The VRs flashed the sex zombie programming into their confused heads and bound, sweaty muscles. The cocky cops were powerless to resist as their wills and cocks succumbed to the brainwashing.
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Mind Gone ✅
Eyes rolled ✅
Boobs out ✅
Recipe for the perfect mindless puppet.
Noelle completely mindless and posed looking absolutely stunning 🌀
Model: Noelle
#eyeroll#eyerolling#hypnotized#mindless#hypnosis#brainwashed#hypnodoll#hypnotism#hypno slave#hypnokink#white eyes#sexy content
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I am a dumb slut
I am a dumb slut
I am a dumb slut
I live to serve cock
I live to serve cock
I live to serve cock
#hypnosis#hypnotized#brainwashing#hypnodoll#hypnokink#hypnosub#hypno toy#mind corruption#mind break#bimbo hypnosis#hypno slave#hypnok1nk#hypnoslut#bimbo training
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The idea of being a Hypno Healslut for your Dom in games is just intoxicating to me.
Them Hypnotizing you between games to only do what they say, listening to their commands and dropping you deeper.
The more that you heal them the sluttier you get, thus making you dumber and dropping more, healing more, making you more slutty.
Healing my dom makes me wet
The more i heal the sluttier i get
The more i heal the more i drop
Healing makes my mind go pop
Just repeating over and over for my dom until im in blanked out bliss, just wanting to heal and be a good slut
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Your partner had their friends over while you were doing your own things, until they called you over.
"So remember how I told you guys that I can make them into a drooling mindless slut just by the sight of my cock? Wanna see?"
"Wha- Hey, what do you mean?!"
Your partner didn't answer you, instead standing up from where they were sitting and undoing their belt buckle. You had no idea what they were saying or doing, and you were offended and embarrassed by the way they talked about you in front of their friends, yet somehow watching them undoing their belt already made something in your mind click.
You tried to ask, "Honey, what are you-" but before you could finish, they pulled out their already erect cock and within one moment, your entire brain went blank. As if on instinct, you dropped to your knees, your empty eyes starring up hungry at your partner's delicious cock. Your mouth hangs wide open, and it didn't take long for drool to spill onto your chest. Every single neuron in your brain could only think about cock.
"Damn, you really weren't kidding," one of your partner's friends said, but you didn't even register it. You only heard your partner's voice, speaking in that sweet and sultry tone that made you endlessly aroused.
"Heh. They are my stupid little cockslut. Isn't that right?"
"Cockslut..." you tried repeating, but with your tongue hanging out of your mouth it wasn't understandable as any kind of language.
Your partner- no, your owner. Your owner's friends were talking about something, but your cock-obsessed mind didn't understand anything. All it understood was cock, cock, cock.
"That's hot and all, it's really making me horny. Can we have a go at them?"
Looking up at your owner's cock, you saw them grinning down at you. "Well, let me ask them. My cockslut, would you mind having some more cocks to pleasure?"
"Cocks!" you grunted out excitedly, drooling even more. Of course your owner's cock will always be the best, but the more cocks there are, the more pleasure! You love pleasing cocks!
Your owner looked back to their friends again, "You guys can go ahead."
#kitten writes#hypnokink#hypnosub#hypno pet#hypno slave#hypnotized#brainwashing#mind conditioning#mind control#c0ckslut#hypno story#queer nsft
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Today I almost embraced my inner hypno cash dom 🥵 🔥 🌀
If I did so many good boys would be helpless. So easy to surrender and be owned.
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When I put you to sleep in your DMs
I KNOW THIS IS WHY YOU SLOW OR STOP YOUR REPLIES.
YOU ARE SUCH A SLOPPY, SOAKING, NEEDY, GREEDY, LITTLE SLUT.
GOOD GIRL. I'M SO PROUD OF YOU.
#bambi sleep#bimbo hypnosis#bimboization#bimbo doll#bimbo girl#bambisleep#bimbo babe#bimbo training#bimboification#bimbolife#hypno slave#hypno girl#hypnofetish#covert hypnosis#hypno fantasy#hypno k1nk#hypno pet#hypno sub#hypno toy#hypnok1nk#hypnoslut#hypnosub#aztops#aztopshypno
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“plaything” and “fleshlight” have to be two of my favorite soft degrading/objectifying names to be called while playing or being tranced..
like imagine you’re completely breaking your mind, feeling all that arousal and you can’t help but repeat
“im just your plaything” or your dom/tist whispers in your ear
“you’re just my plaything, just my fleshlight”
and all you can do is let your mind and body be played with while your brain melts to every word they say..
hmmm fuck
#hypnokink#sub thoughts#hypnosis#hypno toy#just a toy#hypno pet#mindless#hypnok1nk#hypno slave#mind control#brainwashing#good toy#mind conditioning#brainwashed#hypnodoll#fuck doll#trance#sub girl#degredation kink#praise and degredation#hypno spiral#hypnotized
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"Its time"
These words are enough to take control of a willing victim. For a few weeks now, Brashtons mind has been conditioned to react to those little words and to obey his master. A man he met a few weeks prior
A handsome guy asked him for a collab, and he couldn't say no to that. As beautiful as this man is, his voice is even more compelling. He didn't even notice what was happening to him. All he could think of was how relaxed he felt. Just so good.
Since then, the man has brought him under a dozen times, at least. At this point, a mere phone call is enough to entrance him.
Any time his master calls, Brashton picks up the phone and listens. As soon as his master's soothing voice echos through his mind, his body reacts instantly.
All of him, his entire being, grows hard and rigid. Brashton's muscles flex and bulge through his clothes. Even his cock extends to its full length in an instant, already leaking heavily.
The harder his cock, the emptier his mind. Like a drain, his thoughts vanish, replaced by a simple thing.
Obedience.
Brashton opens his voice, and a long, guttural moan escapes his throat. His dick is twitching now, shooting load after load into his pants.
His eyes roll back into his head as more and more of his precious, hot cum is staining his tight pants. Some of it is pressed through the thin fabric of his compression pants.
One hand is clinging to the phone, to his master's breathing; the other is now on his chest, stroking his firm chest again and again.
His body twitches once, then he regains his composure.
Brashtons eyes are vacant, glassy, and foggy. He's sweating heavily, and his cock is still leaking.
He takes a deep breath and lets out another guttural moan right into the microphone.
"Brashton. Youre a good boy." The man's voice rings through the speaker, causing him to smile derpily. He's drooling, and his hand runs to his cock, touching himself through his wet pants.
Hes running dry, but his dick keeps twitching and pulsating; its head imprints visibly.
Brashtons entire body is tingling, parts of it growing numb as well, but he keeps listening. It's so easy to be relaxed and calm. No worries.
"I will be here in 30 minutes." The man says it firmly.
Brashtons body tenses in blissful excitement as pictures, images, and thoughts of pure pleasure flood his mind.
"You know what to do." His master ends the call before Brashton can reply.
"Yes. Master." He moans almost
Brashton stumbles through the hallway into the living room and drops to his knees.
His head sinks to his chest and his arms to his thighs. All of his clothes are drenched in cum and sweat as he keeps drooling.
His cock moves from time to time; at times, a few drops of cum leave the tip, but for now, he's running completely dry.
All he can do is wait for his master, however long it takes.
#male on male#tf story#male hypno#male domination#male hypnosis#male tf#male transformation#hypno story#hypno slave
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You have me hypnotized, dropped, completely under your control right in front of you. Tell me what you do~ or maybe, what you have me do
#hypnosis#hypnotized#hypnokink#hypnosub#mind control#brainwashing#hypnotism#spirals#spiral#hypnodomme#hypno slave#hypno fantasy
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Been a while but I’m back !🌀 therefore I figured I’d post a few pics of a recent session with a subject being absolutely stunning in all her mindless beauty.
If you’d like to try a session feel free to message me !
Until then I will try to be more frequent with posting 😅 but no promises
Model: Noelle
#eyeroll#eyerolling#hypnotized#mindless#hypnosis#hypnosub#brainwashed#hypnok1nk#mind control#eye rolling#hypnodoll#hypno slave#hypnotist#hypnokink#hypnotism#hypnocatalepsy
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I've always wanted to lactate. I think I'm going to try to start to try and induce lactation
#lactating kink#hucow training#lactating#induced lactation#huccow#bimbo hypnosis#hypno slave#hypno k1nk#free use slvt#stupid whores#bimboification#bd/sm slave#ab/dl
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