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ohhh my God so im literally just scrolling and i end up here and usually when i see a spiral i give it a couple seconds and then i keep scrolling bc otherwise ill get totally caught and then its just soooo evil to snap myself back out of it

well turns out when youre sleepy and right next to your fiance it's soooo much harder to get that couple second look and then scroll........ soooo i get a liiiittle lost in it

and he sees me and leans over and just agdjsgfkagfj he starts trancing me harder and he has one hand in my hair tracing spirals on my scalp and hes calling me needy and prettyyyy and he makes me keep my eyes open even tho theyre literally fluttering constantly and rolling back into my headdd and he just keeps snapping me down down down until im practically fucking brainless

and then he pulls me right back up and he goes back to his game and i agdksgfkagfkahfj ahfkagfkagfk aaaaaaagdjshfkhd oh mygodddddddddddd ohhhhh my goddddd

It's sort of like pendulum, but also, each time the balls hit each other they make this little click, which can also be used like "each time you hear a click relax a muscle, going up from your legs up" or "each time you hear a click, one thought you have goes puff and disappears" or "with each click you go in twice as deep" or any other thing like that.

And the swinging can be used just like a pendulum that someone holds, that to my understanding is kept at consistent pace, or since each time a ball jumps from the rest, it's a little smaller, a little calmer, until they all swing together and then come to stop, it could be used to make their thought be a little smaller, a little calmer until there is none left? Or using alternate start (so not taking one ball, but for example, two, or one from each side) it can be alternated (taking two from each side on five ball pendulum makes the middle one move exactly like pendulum).

It could be used in sneaky sort of way, someone just showing someone else this cool physics thing and bringing their attention to how funny the way the balls move is and how interesting and how captivating, and they don't even realize when they can't draw their eyes away, when their eyelids get a little heavier from the strain, as their muscles, tensing automatically with each, loud, click, start to slowly melt, as each little left over twitch makes them relax even more. And they don't realize when their partner stopped talking about physics and started telling them how to relax and how their head grows empty with each little click, each little swing, each little blink...

Idk, I'm kind of new to this whole hypnosis space and hypnosis as whole. Sorry if it's weird or just bad idea

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"Excuse me, but could I please see your tits?" Kim doesn't even try to hide the exasperation on her face as she reaches down to the hem of her loose, baggy sweater and slowly pulls it up to reveal a pair of impressively large breasts; it's not that she doesn't get turned on being commanded by a stranger to expose her chest, that part of the conditioning is as irresistible as it is overwhelming, but she's working right now and she doesn't really have time for constant interruptions like this. She knows she's probably going to have to spend at least a couple of minutes bouncing up and down and jiggling, assuming this man doesn't want to do anything more with her, and she's got clothes to fold. It's incredibly frustrating.

"Why don't you just go ahead and show me your tits, sweetie?" Another request, this time from a man who has to be at least twice her age, and again Kim has to take time out of her shift to pull up her sweater and show off her big pale hooters to someone she doesn't even know. At this rate she's probably going to get a lecture from her boss, and it's not like she can explain she spent a whole summer back when she was in college being kidnapped and hypnotized and conditioned to obey all the degradingly sexual commands people give her. That feels instinctively like a mistake, something he might take advantage of, and Kim had enough problems without having to quit her job without notice. Again.

"You've got great tits, babe. Why don't you pull them out and jiggle them for me?" Kim rolls her eyes, even though this guy is pretty cute and the bulge between his legs makes her mouth water involuntarily. It's just an inconvenience is all, especially when she can still feel the semen drying in the valley of her cleavage from the last man to come through; some nights she's practically uninterrupted, but tonight promises to be nothing more than a parade of horny voyeurs who know her secret and can't wait to get a free show. Kim doesn't even know how they know, honestly--she doesn't think she's doing anything different than she did back before she was conditioned, but somehow the people who are in on the secret can always tell that she's one of their good girls.

"Tits out, girl. I want to see them bounce for me." The worst part isn't even the constant interruptions, really. It's the maddening throb of arousal that won't go away and hasn't been sated all night. None of the people who've commanded her to show off her body have been in the mood to flip up her skirt and fuck her back behind the racks of winter coats, and of course Kim can't exactly slip away and masturbate when she's constantly playing catch-up on her regular tasks thanks to all the interruptions she keeps having. She's forced to spend the whole night so horny her eyes are practically glazing over, and the closest she gets to any action is taking a few moments to wipe away the trickle of musk leaking down her leg from her messy, hungry cunt. Even this woman just pushes Kim down to her knees to eat pussy before walking away.

"Tittie time, dearie!" It's just an endless parade of sadistically amused expressions by this point, some of whom she recognizes even though she never has a name to put to the face, and Kim resigns herself to giving her boss a quick handjob at the end of the night to keep him happy. It's just the price she pays to keep what little independence she has… although frankly by this point, if one of her constant stream of visitors decides to just take her away as their live-in slut, Kim doesn't even think she'll mind.

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Suggestions to increase arousal, particularly increasing the need to touch between the subject's legs, coupled with a suggestion that whenever they try to touch, their hands automatically go elsewhere no matter how hard they try. Nipples are always fun, but somewhere slightly humiliating like their elbow or earlobe can be fun too, and regardless, touching the alternate body part only increases the need between their legs. Then just sit back and watch.

A resistance game in which the subject has to resist touching while the hypnotist gives whatever suggestions they want to increase desire/coerce them. Of course, as soon as the subject gives in, they don't get to enjoy touching, because they'll instantly drop deep into trance, falling into limp, helpless surrender, still hopelessly needy and completely at the hypnotist's mercy.

Alternately, a trap in which the subject is incapable of stopping to touch after they start, regardless of what else the hypnotist is doing to them, how many times they cum, or how overstimulated they get, until the hypnotist releases them from the suggestion.

State fractionation between the subject being deep in trance, loose and limp and desperately horny and the subject being awake and alert, compelled to touch themself, and desperate to drop.

Arousal control with a kiss from the hypnotist as an orgasm trigger, keeping the subject in a heavy and helpless state. They can beg for a kiss as they get needier and needier, if the hypnotist allows them to talk, anyway. Bonus points if the hypnotist teases the subject by holding their face a couple millimetres away knowing that the subject is too heavy and limp to close the gap. Extra bonus points if the hypnotist can tease the subject's body as much as they like because a kiss from the hypnotist is the subject's only way to cum, regardless of any other stimulation...