Hypnosis Manipulations by 'Dave Lemon'

To my knowledge, Shono doesn’t have a Tumblr presence, and I feel like a lot of his brilliant hypno-kink pieces are just floating around without credit because of it.

“A trick?” the cosplayer said, glancing at me. I could tell she’d been hit on a lot that day, so I wasn’t the first but at least my opening was original.

“A trick, like the force. You know how a powerful Jedi can wave their hands and make someone forget what they’re looking for?” I asked.

“Yeah, I know. These aren’t the droids you’re looking for,” she said waving her hand like Ben Kenobi. She was now giving me her full attention.

I nodded, meeting her eyes, “Yes exactly. These are not the droids you’re looking for. And that’s a wonderful power to think about having, or think about being affected by. In real life too a dominant mind could convince someone to forget something. Then your mind might just misplace that information, and the more you tried to think about it the harder it would get to think about it. And the more you thought about it the more you forget it. Make sense?”

She frowned, trying to follow the logic, “I think so.”

I nod again, and she nods her head following my own. I wave my hand in front of her face, “You don’t remember where you were going right now.”

She blinks, our gaze separated by the passing of my palm in front of her face. She repeats my words, “I don’t remember where I am going right now.”

For a moment she looks confused then laughs nervously, “I actually did forget.”

I nod, my hand waving again, “You can forget to remember your name now.”

Again she blinks and looks vexed. Glancing at me she frowns, “I actually don’t remember it. What… how did you do that.”

I smile taking her by the arm and guiding her away from the show floor. She relents, too interested in what she’s experiencing to worry about the sudden intimate privacy and physical contact.

“As I said a superior mind, just like a Jedi. Or a Sith. Haven’t you always wondered what someone less than noble would do with such power?” I ask.

She shakes her head, “I still can’t remember my name.”

As we find an empty hallway I wave my hand again, “Your name isn’t important, just let it fade as you talk with me. Let your worries fade as we talk and you relax, feeling comfortable and open. Impressed with my power over you, interested to see more. To obey more.”

For a moment she’s dizzy, lost. Then she repeats, “I want to obey more.”

(Sexy times, femdom, non-gendered first person, dubcon, slight kidnapping, fluff)

You kicked your feet through the piles of crispy leaves. The wind tossing the waves of colour from side to side of the path like a stormy sea of reds and yellows. Each step brought a satisfying crunch to your ear- but you were late. Pushing aside the sensory feast, you buried your face in your phone and stormed forward. 

Your limbs met sudden warmth on what you thought was an empty path.

“Oh!”

You toppled backwards, and trip on your heel into the pillow mounds of leaves. Through the flecks of red and yellow blocking your vision, you could see a peculiar figure.

“Hello!” she chirped, “are you alright?”

You saw a mop of ginger hair, pale freckled skin and dark red eyes. You blinked. She crouched down beside you, placing her hand on your forehead, 

“Can you talk? Are you concussed?”

The red of her hair blended seamlessly with the autumn leaves, and on closer inspection, her flowy dress appeared to be made of them.

“Red eyes." You stated dimly, acutely aware of a foggy feeling entering your head. 

She blushed and a mischievous grin slipped across her lips,

"Never met an autumn witch before?”

You shook your head slowly, a gentle warmth starting to spread through your chest. She laid both hands on your chest and leaned towards your ear, “We’re really nice, I promise, OK?”

As you nodded, she placed a gentle kiss on your cheek and suddenly the red and yellow wrapped around your vision and time seemed to slip away for a minute.

The sunlight came down in slivers through a ceiling of leaves. You blinked. Where the f-

“Oh you’re awake! Hiya cutie!!“ burst a familiar voice.

You glanced to your left to see the autumn witch stroking a ginger tabby cat, sitting on a large warped wood table. "You were concussed, so I brought you home,” she said approaching the bed you lay on, “I certainly couldn’t leave you out in the storm like that.“

As she came closer, you felt that same warm blissful sleepiness pool back into your mind.

"Wait. There wasn’t a storm out,” you exclaimed, “and I don’t feel concussed!”

Her eye twitched as you heard a distant rumble of thunder echo through the room.

"Hehe, sorry about the ropes though!” she smiled, sitting onto the side of the bed.

“Ropes!?”

You became aware of the thick knots wrapping around your limbs and felt a sudden rush of panic in your chest.

“No, don’t worry silly! They’re just there so you don’t freak out that you can’t move,” she beamed down at you, one finger sliding up your arm.“You can’t move an inch, but that’s ok, isn’t it?”

The reality of the situation fully sank in. You were tied down, nude, to the bed of an autumn witch, who was looking increasingly cute. Arousal began to burn between your thighs and I deep red blush filled your cheeks.

“That’s what I thought. Cute ones like you are always more than happy to give me what I want!”

She slid her index finger into her mouth, letting her tongue run over it. Then as she ran the same finger over your chest, you found your arousal rippling through the skin she touched. You couldn’t help but release a desperate whimper.

“You’re just an enchanted plaything, aren’t you?” she whispered, licking up your jawline.

“No! I’m not! I have somewhere to b-” she placed her hand over your mouth,

“Shhhhhh, not yet cutie.”

Then it hit you. The smell of warm winter spices pooled into your nostrils, your eyes widened as a sudden intense heaviness wrapped around your body.

It felt so good. Thick pleasure pooled into your body, every centimetre of your flesh buzzed.

“That’s it, good pet. Feels so nice, doesn’t it?“ she slipped into your ear.

You couldn’t help but moan, sinking and sinking into bliss.

"You wanna keep feeling this nice, don’t you?” she kissed your cheek. Every fibre of your being urged you to agree, you nodded feebly.

“So you’re gonna do as I ask, won’t you?” she slipped her hand over your crotch again. Your body arched to her touch as that delicious heavy feeling pulled you further and further into her control.

“You want to feel this good for as long as possible, don’t you?” she cooed, you writhing uncontrollably to her touch.

“If you promise to be my good little pet, I’ll give you some relief, sound nice?”

You couldn’t help but moan a yes.

Suddenly she was on top of you, unbinding each of your limbs, her hair bouncing around her. As she dipped to release your wrists, her breasts pressed into your cheek. Your eyes fluttered.

“Ah-hem, stay conscious pet!”,

she wrapped your arms around her waist and proceeded to grind.

Red eyes. They caught you again. Your body bursting with pleasure, she rubbed her body into yours, murmuring praise. She licked up your neck once more, sending you over the edge and into intense orgasm.

“That’s right pet, the more you cum, the more you feel my control,” she kept grinding hard into your crotch. With another lick, you were pushed over the edge again, gasping and writhing against her. Her eyes filled your vision, and everything became pleasure.

You felt the tickle of cat hair between your toes. You smiled as she told you how the next few days would just drip away without a trace. The sun slipped beneath the horizon, spreading dreamy reds and oranges across a sky dappled with clouds.

“Why don’t you just lay there, Pet, and let me do all the work?~”

(inspired by a recent post called Ideas for a party: the Labyrinth, this is the final finished version!)

With a heavy metal clang, the door falls shut and locks. In the coloured light of the led strips along the walls, Noa opens the instruction manual and starts to read out loud, while Leslie turns around to examine the door and the lock mechanism next to it. Will and Marit lean in to hear what Noa is reading to them.

“The rules of the game are simple enough. Find the challenges scattered about the room, and complete them without losing your mind.” Noa looks up from the page at Marit and they exchange a mischievous grin. Will swallows and lowers his gaze.

“When you have found the Keywords, you can speak into the intercom next to the door, and they will be checked off. The door will open if you have given sufficient Keywords, or when all players have lost. Your progress will be monitored.”

You pass by a small crowd of hungry children, and decide you’d rather 455 apples go rotten than give them to some snotty brat who isn’t your problem.

It doesn’t matter how hard you’ve worked for your 500 apples, or that you aren’t the parent of any of those kids. in the moment you decide to walk away, it doesn’t matter why they’re hungry, or who owes who what.

You had the opportunity to help people, you had the ability to help people, you had the resources to help people. You had everything you needed to make a small, tiny little difference in someone’s life, and you decided not to.

Lets Play a Game, Give each spiral time, 30 seconds or so, stare and breathe

Hi! Welcome to these-hypnotic-isles! We’re working to build an on and offline community for the hypnofolk who live on the British Isles.

It’s pretty simple: We have a Discord server and this Tumblr, so if you just want to dive on in without reading anything, go ahead and click.

What’s all this then?

Well, there are a lot of really cool, hypnokinky people in Ireland and the United Kingdom, but we don’t really have a cohesive community. There’s some stuff going on in London, but we’d like to see a more vibrant community that has events across both countries.

We think we can help that happen by creating a safe, supportive, and active space for hypnokinsters of the region to play and grow online. Our goal is to run a regionally-focused discord server with occasional fun events and all of the resources you could want to find hypnokinksters and events in your area.

So how’re you doing that?

To begin with, we’ve already reached out to existing organisers in the region so that we can involve them in the community and make sure that you can find out about their events in one, easy place. We’ll be announcing events on the server and this Tumblr as they come up.

There’s not a whole lot to announce right now, but the point of all this is to change that.

There are folks interested in meetups in Wales, Ireland, Cornwall, Scotland, the North – basically everywhere, but nobody quite knows enough fellow kinksters to get started. That’s why we really need you to join. Even just hopping in and letting a would-be event organiser know that somebody in their region wants to explore hypnokink or go to a meetup is a huge step.

We’re already making progress, too. One of our admins is working with a small group to set up a Scottish hypnomeetup, and another member has almost enough people lined up to get something started in Dublin.

Why, even as I submit this post, our agents are sneaking through the internet sharing links and reblogging. You should help us out and share this post.

Alright. Let’s try it.

It’s alright, I understand that you’re not in- wait. You’ll give it a shot? Thanks!

At NEEHU 6, lizzidoll rated 100 of the gifs in my Hypno ViewMaster. Which was nice of her. Here are the 20 that she rated 5 out of 5 - corresponding to an answer of “extremely” to the prompt, “How hypnotic and compelling did you find it?” Now you all know what they are. Enjoy!