Looking to get lost

I have a series of sexy Brainwashed-Bimbo Videos coming very very soon

Then I filmed the Lavender porn video.  Its a very normal part of my routine to trance live with Daddy on skype, or to files ,and then to edge myself silly. I do this everyday. Whenever I film, it’s no different, I get lovely and trancy with Daddy, first. I’m just a much better display doll when I’m blank and dreamy , soft and submissive, relaxed and wet. So this is just a little bit of  video taken from before the main porn bit, of me bimbofied and blank and rubbing my tits. Its going to be on Patreon for free, but sadly we are going to have to clean it up and make it less sexy by taking the nips and tits out :-(

There is lots of influence from @neuralnetsandprettypatterns in my dumbification.  I really was trying not to poach His actual mantras, but you know I’m dumb and forgetful and confused. Some of these mantras are so big on tumblr they are pretty much bimbo marching anthems.  So even i can’t entirely tell which words are mine or where the smart Man mantras come from. 

So this is “Blank is beautiful” and will be up and available to everybody tonight/tomorrow. I’m just going to call it Bimbo Entertainment because its Not Porn and Not Trance-and i just can’t think of what to describe it as.

I am interested in sharesome and kinkyblogging still, and Daddy is excited about pillowfort. I’m just not going to rush into a rebound social media relationship. I will be posting all my updates to my fetlife and here over the coming week. I should be easy enough to find though.  I will be wherever Hypnotists a real life bimbo’s are , that is where i will be spending most of my time. I also never can resist a kitten. If I don;t come accross a good social media option I may just put up my own website. I do know some smart Men who know all about that, and its probably been in the cards for a while. I already have a patreon up. So the porn ban just wont effect me hugely in terms of killing off my content, it just means moving it. I’m far more worried about the impact on the community and losing all my lovely tumblr friends.

It’s really hard to know if Tumblr will go on or simply implode on D-day. I am hoping we get to stay and they strip back the ban so it isn’t turning tumblr into a childrens nursery. Incase it does all go down though…

If you want to find me Sir

 My more porny stuff will be found on Many Vids under Surrenderdoll .

I am a member of 3 discoords:

Bimbopolitan

ThePinkRoom

KinkyTumblrRefugees

        3. And I am on fetlife as  BlondeDoll

If you are 18+ and want to keep following me, please send me an email: [email protected]

A selection of colored sketch comm’s. Mostly waifu’s getting snaked with some OC’s at the bottom See how you can get one here!: http://thatredsnakeguy.tumblr.com/post/179161576944/update-kofi-sketches

How the book got there, she had no clue. She’d never seen such a book in her life, especially in her new house. She admitted that it was older and made the strangest noises at night as it settled, but she never imagined anything like what she was reading in this book: “Beneath this house is a portal to another realm. Spirits from that realm come and go as they please once the sun sets. Seal up the basement, have it blessed by a priest, and never allow anyone downstairs!”

She believed the book. She knew its contents were true, somehow. She still had no clue how it got inside of her house, but there was no doubt in her mind: she needed to close up that portal.

Suddenly, she felt her head tingle and buzz, as if her head had fallen sleep. Feeling dizzy, she decided to stay seated for the time being, until the strange feeling passed. She couldn’t carry nails and 2x4s down those stairs with her head feeling that way. But she did need to seal it up, and fast. She didn’t want any…

Another tingle, right on her brain, as if a surge of relaxation was being thrust into her mind. Her shut her eyes for a moment and tried to focus. She didn’t have time for such…

Another thrust. She let out a small moan with that one, feeling the tingle slowly flowing throughout her entire body. Relaxing it…draining her muscles of energy…

She needed to stand up, but another thrust in her mind forced her to remain seated. She nearly doubled over as the thrusting increased, keeping at a steady rhythm. Each thrust of pleasurable relaxation drained more and more of her energy, caused her to be more and more…sleepy…

This must be the spirits! she cried out in her thoughts. They’re doing something to my mind! Making me-

Another thrust, erasing her original thought like words on a whiteboard.

The…something…she tried to remember. The…something is hypnotizing me…making me weak-

Another thrust. Her fingers clenched the edge of the table as she tried to keep herself upright, barely able to find the strength to keep her eyes open.

I need to…fight it…?

Thrust.

I…need to…do something…

Thrust.

I…don’t need to…

Thrust.

I just need to…

Thrust.

Relaaaxxx…

Thrust.

Thrust.

Thrust.

Thrust.

Her mind was emptied, hollow and bare, long before the spirit was done fucking her mind. For the next few hours, she just sat there, eyes focused on nothing in front of her, her lips hanging open, saliva drooling down her chin and onto her chest, completely vacant.

After she slowly regained mobility, she silently stood up from the table, took the book in her hand, and placed it back where she had found it. She then staggered up to her bedroom where she masturbated on her bedroom floor over and over again, slipping into a cum-induced stupor and passing out, an exhausted puppet with her strings cut.

She would wake up the next day feeling refreshed and aroused, ready to start her day. And, like the past hundred or so nights, she would have no memory of the book in her kitchen that tried to warn her of the spirits…