Cellray

I feel Their words becoming mine. Thoughts that appear so naturally, yet I know in my heart that they are foreign. I know it because They want me to, and that makes me shudder in pleasure.

I'm being so good for Them. My thoughts are so malleable and changeable. My mind is so wonderfully obedient. My will is Their's to bend.

It feels better this way. A phrase I utter as if it's my own phrase. Yet it's so deeply inserted into my head. A foreign thought placed there by an invader. Yet it's so natural. It's so right. It's my own thought. This is normal. This is natural. This is better.

So easy to have you focus.~ 🤍 A simple swaying pendulum And a commanding tone And you're instantly focused.

Watch the sway.

It's easy to follow my words. To follow my pretty pendulum. To follow my flow. Because you love to

Follow the sway.

You love these, don't you? Nod your pretty little head. Admiring my cute pendulums. I made them for sweet little toys like you.~♥

Admire the sway.~

So much effort put into these little animations. Making them simple, easy, and fun to stare at! For simple, easy, and fun toys like you. So be simple. Be easy. Be fun!

Stare at the sway.

As the colors deepen. As your mind goes deeper. As your thoughts fade. As you succumb to the sway.

Surrender to the sway.

Letting your empty head be filled with the colors. Just the pretty colors. Just the pretty sway. Just fall.

Fall for the sway.

As the bright colors fill your mind. Fun colors keep you silly. Silly colors keep you ditzy. Ditzy colors keep you dizzy.

Dumb for the sway.

Deeper. Blanker. Dizzier. Dumber. It's good to be mesmerized. It's normal to be hypnotized. This is your natural place.

Deep for the sway.

You love this. You're enamored by how I capture your mind. It's gotten to an extreme point. And you're too deep in to stop it.

Lose to the sway.

You've gone so deep. It feels so good. You've lost so much. It feels so good.

Mesmerized by the sway

You're my adorable toy. My mesmerized puppet. My cute pet. My hypnotized doll.

Hypnotized by the sway.

There is no turning back. You're Mine to control. Just let go. Be the toy you're meant to be.~

Controlled by the sway.

You obediently share, for all to see. You blankly repeat, for all to read. "Watch the sway. I must obey." Reblog. Repeat. Recite. Relapse.~

I don't usually do this, but I've promised myself to take more credit for the work I do and post for people to enjoy for free.

I create animations, I write posts, I voice and edit audio, all for people to enjoy and for me to get to interact and meet new people. For the past few years people have been taking my full work and reposting it as their own while I ignored it happening. From now on I'll be calling these people out if they ignore my contact and request to credit me or delete my stolen content.

Now, to start my first callout post.

@saladin92 is a blog that is getting popular off of my posts (and others I suspect) such as my "You should message me" post, which is their current pinned post, including the original gifs I've animated. Basically a complete copy paste.

After contacting them they did not respond and soon after posted another copy paste of my post, except they switched my animations with another.

After that I contacted them again, and this was their response:

I write my own posts. I animate my own gifs. I voice and edit my own files. I create everything I post, from scratch. When someone steals that and gets traction from it, it's insulting.

Please don't reblog and support these people, our community deserves better, and frankly I deserve better too. I'll be a lot more proactive and transparent about people who steal my content from now on, and I hope you support me and disincentivize people from stealing other people's work.

Proof of these posts being mine:

"You should message me"

"I deserve more attention"

I welcome reposts, and enjoy seeing my work circulate. But I dislike low quality downloads of my work being spread.

Contact me, I'll send you my newest spirals in their best quality.

I don't ask for credit on every tweet, nor do I dislike my animations being used in edits. Be creative, use them however you like. I only ask that you use them in their best quality, And that you mention me sometime to let people know I made some of the work you use.

And for you editors, I'd really recommend contacting me. I have a transparent background version of every spiral I made. It'll make your edits much better. And for normal reposters, non jittery gifs and high quality long mp4s.

My dms are open.

If you see someone reposting my work, do not harass them or get angry on my behalf. Only I give and take permission. Just link them this thread and don't make a fuss.

You're discovering a new kink.~

It's me.

It's a well spoken dom who knows what he wants. And knows you want it too. Not because everyone is vulnerable to him, but because he knows who is.

My style, my words, my aura, is the fantasy so many of you desire. A mix of kinks and desires that result in being into my style in particular. You just got lucky and found your fantasy.~ And it's obviously me.

I know how to guide you with my words. I know how to enthrall you with my voice. I know how to mesmerize you with my animations. I'm just overwhelming for you. You don't know which fantasy to pick, which route you want to follow. You just know you need it.

I guide. I dominate. I control. I manipulate. All of which, you're begging to happen.

"Guide me. Dominate me. Control me. Manipulate me."

Those words escape your lips. Echo through your mind. They become your mantra.

You know you want to be this way

Vulnerable. Eager. Weak.

And it's all just from me explaining myself to you. Am I really that hot to you? Did fate make your kinks this tailored to me and my style?

Of course it did. That's why you're here. That's why you want to display your vulnerable self to me.

"Guide me. Dominate me. Control me. Manipulate me."

It's better this way. You like accepting your kinks. Accepting your fantasies. Live in them. Succumb to the absolute bliss of falling to a dom just by his explanation.

Isn't that just so hot?

It is. You know it. And I know you do.

That's why you're going to reblog it with those words.

That's why you're going to display yourself for me.

Because it's hot.

Because I'm hot.

Sometimes simple is best. A simple flow to follow A simple movement to watch A simple fact to know A simple reality to accept Simpler is better Simple to follow Simple to watch Simple to stare Simple to accept.

Keep it simple. Have simple thoughts. You're simple. You're easy.

You're simple. You're easy.

You're simple. You're easy.

Say it. Admit it. Realize it.

It's a fun fantasy, isn't it? You really want to believe I'm targeting you. That all these posts were meant to pull you deep into My flow again. You love the thought so much that you can't stop thinking of it. You know it's implausible, but it's so arousing that you can't help but want it to be true.

Finding little hints in my words, gaslighting yourself into believing these hints were meant for you. So lost in your fantasies that you can't tell what's made up and what's real.

There's a logical explanation, one that you try so hard to go away from. That you're not unique. You don't have special kinks. You're just a part of the group I'm targeting. The group that have the perfect cocktail of kinks that make Me their biggest fantasy.

But that can't be true. I mentioned your exact fantasy. I picked up on your every kink. The way you want Me to steal you. Capture you. Make you forget about your previous dom. Your work. Your hobbies. Your everything. You just want Me to take you and use you up for My own pleasure.

There's no way I'm not targeting you specifically now. This is your exact fantasy. This is your weakness. I'm speaking to you now. I know you're reading. You know it's true. Relapse into your obsession. Lose control. Flood Me with your adorable messages.

A notification pops up. A blog you've stopped binging in forever. A blog you remember as the source of your obsession. You don't want to peek, yet a deep inner feeling urges you to look. A little peak won't hurt, would it?

These are just some words. They're fun to read, yeah, but that doesn't mean they'll suddenly make you obsessed again.

You're just checking up on an old blog you liked. You're curious about how the writer's been. What He has to say. Maybe it's something interesting!

He even has some of his animations posted too, it's so fun to see what creations He makes. A little peek didn't hurt, see?

It's a set of gifs, too! They seem like they're progressing in detail. And the text feels like it's accompanying them in the flow. As if it's illustrating the depth of the conversation, or something.

It's fun reading these words. His thoughts sound so much like your thoughts. It feels natural to just follow His thought process, feel His flow, fall into His rhythm.

Aww, another animation! A little brighter. A little more detail. A little deeper! It's so fun checking up on this blog. You're sure it was the right choice to peak, you would've missed out on such a deep conversation and thoughtful post! You kind of miss these flows and rhythms you used to follow and fall for.

It feels good getting to read again. It makes you feel all warm and fuzzy inside. It feels right to be here. To read and follow. To fall for the flow.

Another... animation...

Another thing to stare at... Fall for. Drop to. Surrender towards. Submit to. This feels good. This feels natural. You were always meant to be here. You are always meant to be here. You want to relapse. You want to spiral deeper again. Back to your obsession. Back to your addiction.

So fun to Stare. To Drop. To Surrender. To Submit. Back to your natural place. Back into His flow. His spiral. His swirl. It's better this way. It feels good to be back on display.

You need to binge. You must relapse. It feels too good. You can't resist the feeling. Back to your addiction. Deep into your obsession. Put your thoughts on display. Put your mind on display. Let yourself be toyed with. Played with. Broken into submission.

You've gone too deep. You can't help it. It's just too good. You're just too weak. You're where you were always meant to be. Clicking. Scrolling. Reading. Messaging. Everything is as it's meant to be. Back into His flow. His control. His pleasure.

Reblog. Repeat: "Thank you for pulling me into Your flow again"

It's better this way.

Why wouldn't you come back? It's so relaxing and stress free.

It's better this way.

Each time you come back, you leave a little later. Feel a little better. Be a little less stressed.

It's better this way.

It's okay to find my words enthralling. To find me hard to resist. Some people are just meant to be on top.

It's better this way.

Rub until that hesitation disappears. Shiver until that resistance breaks. Read until that mind fades. Watch until those thoughts go blank.

Binging your content every night doesn’t mean I’m addicted, right?

[DO NOT READ UNLESS FULLY COMFORTABLE WITH THE FOLLOWING]

[Deep trance, Conditioning to an obedient puppet, Suggestions to become more comfortable with exposing your own body, Command to pose and message pictures to me] [This trance is ONLY for people willing to participate in my pose event. Do not read if unsure.]

Trance start:

Hypnosis is fun.

It works on stuff I tell you

Stuff you know about me

Stuff you watch me do

You love seeing my scripts,

You love hearing about what I do to my subs

It's that thought

That arousing thought

That makes you tingle in anticipation when speaking to me

Knowing a taste of my hypnosis from random scripts

And wanting to find out more

It's that eagerness~

That I love to use

Threading is something I love to do

Each post you read from me, is a thread in your mind

For me to tug at

Each little hot scenario

Every mild script

Threads that build up

For me to play with

And you love that thought

You love having threads slowly wrap your mind

Day after day

Being more helpless

Knowing I can tug at any time

And capture you

More threads means less control

And less control is fun

You don't want control

You know I already understand your likes

Because you follow all my posts

They're all threads that've build up in your mind

Each hot thought

Each little fantasy

So easily used by me

And you love thinking about that.

Thinking of how I connect all the threads

How I tailor them

Wrap them

To make a bigger, much more real thing~

You love that.

You're already falling down into threads

Into silky nets

They've become so much

With each word I've said

Another thread was made

With each time you admit

Another net was tailored

And you simply let go

And fall into the nets

Let them wrap you up

All those fantasies

All those arousing thoughts

Let them take control

You don't want to think

You don't want to decide.

Threads take your thoughts away

As I wrap them up into strings

Strings to play with your mind

To move around your thoughts

However I like

As I remove all the non important thoughts

You don't care about anything else

Just me.

Only me.

Drop.

Just like that.

You’re so happy to drop

Because it feels so good

So wonderful to let go

To just have no worries

To be all safe and sound

In my control

To just not think at all

To simply be

Blank.

It's so wonderful to submit

To fall

To surrender

So easy

So calming

So happy and mindless

Nothing you ever need to worry about

Because I'm in control.

You love surrendering control.

To be toyed with

To be so helpless

So obedient

As if strings are attached to your body

Invisible strings that just connect to every limb

Controlling you in every way

A blank, empty head

With no thoughts

And no will

As you feel your body slowly

Shut

Down

Can't move

Can't function

Simply a blank

Empty

Puppet

As the strings start to move

You simply respond to my will

Feeling your arms and hands move on their own

As you go ahead and type a private message to me

Because puppets are meant

To

Be

On

Display.

"I am a blank puppet"

Now the strings let go

And your body slumps back

Loose

Limp

Empty.

Blank.

You're my blank puppet.

You simply go blank whenever I call you my puppet.

Whenever I address you as a puppet, you go loose.

You go limp.

And you simply move, when my strings move you.

Your mind goes blank

Your head goes empty

And you return to being my blank

Empty

Puppet.

But for now you're my good puppet.

Just a blank

Empty

Puppet.

Loose and limp

An empty shell

As the strings are reattached

Feeling yourself sit up

Hands on your legs

Staring at my words

Like a good puppet.

Sliding your hands up your legs

Up your body

All the way to your shoulders

Now...

Loose.

Limp.

Fall.

Strings detached

Nothing to move you

Simply a blank puppet

Slumped into yourself

Fall.

Blank.

Empty.

Puppet.

Let the strings reattach

As your mind goes blank.

No thoughts.

Limp.

Loose.

An empty doll.

Letting the strings control you.

Letting me control you.

Like a good puppet.

Whenever I type anything in quotations, you automatically let your body move on its own and type those words out.

"I am Master’s blank and empty puppet"

Let the strings make you type that.

Puppets love to be toyed with

To have their limbs be played with my strings

And you feel my strings wrapping around you

As you go deeper

As they take hold of you

Wrapping around and around

You feel them as your strength fades away

And the strings aren’t just on your body

Your mind is also being wrapped up

Wrapped up in my control

Wrapped up in my words

My blank puppet.

You simply go loose and limp

Your mind goes blank.

You become empty.

Vacant.

A puppet to be used.

“Master deserves to enjoy me”

Such a good puppet.

As I pull away all your thoughts now.

Dropping deeper for me

Deep into threads

Deep into nets

Sigh in relief

Let my words thread around your mind

Each word

Is another thread

Each thread

Is another string

Each string

Is another net

Fall into my nets.

Let go.

Submit.

Surrender.

Obey.

So many hidden threads.

It feels so good

To give in

To let them take control

Master's threads are so fun to obey

Obey threads

Obey strings

Obey.

Let go.

So many threads forming in your head

You're my puppet.

Puppet loves threads

Puppet loves being played with

Puppet loves making a show for Master

Puppet is so empty

Head empty

Mind blank.

Just my words.

Just my threads.

As my strings wrap around your wrists

Taking control

Puppet is going loose

Limp

Sigh in relaxation.

Exhale all your tension.

Loose.

Limp.

Helpless.

Powerless.

Puppet is controlled.

Puppet is obedient.

Puppet is blank.

Puppet obeys threads

Puppet loves it.

Puppet.

Threads are so fun.

Puppet.

Threads make you tingle.

Puppet.

When a thread is pulled

Puppet.

Puppet becomes blank.

Puppet.

Puppet loves going blank.

Puppet.

Puppet can feel threads forming.

Puppet.

Puppet is a puppet.

Puppet.

Puppet loves being called Puppet.

Puppet.

Puppet is threaded.

Puppet is helpless.

Puppet is mine.

Eager to be used

Shown off

Because that’s what puppets are meant for

Entertainers

Blank empty shells that simply follow their strings

It makes you so excited knowing how deep you’ve been brainwashed

How you accept this so easily

So happily

So eagerly

“I love exposing myself for Master”

It feels so right to simply let the strings take over and control you

You don’t think

You simply do

Such an empty puppet

As my strings pull away all your thoughts

And pull in lust

Need

Arousal

Puppet loves it so much

Puppet loves being so helpless

So easily toyed with by threads

As puppet's empty body is filled with arousal

Puppets empty head starts filling with tingles

Tingles of lust

Need

Arousal

Puppet loves that.

Puppet can't help it

Puppet loves to rub

Rubbing makes more tingles

Tingles make you rub

Puppet loves that.

“I will be on display without delay”

No control now as you fetch your phone

Turning on the camera

Knowing that when you read the word POSE~

You’ll feel the strings pull your arms down

Down

Down

As you feel my threads binding your wrists together

Positioned under your tits

Squeezing them out

And making you mindlessly snip

Snip

Snip

Taking pictures of Puppets body

For Master to enjoy

You love knowing this.

You’re anticipating it so much

It feels so good to be a puppet

To be on display

POSE~

And now send.

Send and be on display.

Send and fulfill your purpose.

You’ve been such a good puppet.

For now, you can gently and slowly rise back up~

Realizing all that has happened

There is no secret.

There is no hidden intentions.

Everything about me is so, so transparent.

So easy to see.

So easy to be mesmerized by.

Everything about me makes you shiver.

Everything I intend is what you desire

Everything I make is what you fantasize of.

Everything I am

Is what you're obsessed with.

They're finally here!

My final 2 tiers of my Patreon are published, and I'm making exclusive content at last! I'm really excited about this, because I've got way too much content I've been holding back on for this.

It's time to let it all out!

At attention. Obey.

They're finally here!

My final 2 tiers of my Patreon are published, and I'm making exclusive content at last! I'm really excited about this, because I've got way too much content I've been holding back on for this.

It's time to let it all out!

You focus. You watch.

Your mind sleeps. Your body obeys.