Matt!!

Doll needs your direction. Doll wants to follow your words. Doll has no choice but to listen and obey.

Yes, Master.

Doll has finished your task.

Doll was able to keep vocalizing its mantra very well, even after 10 minutes, as it entered a clear rythm.

By minute 4, Doll was pleasuring itself to the binaurals, and by minute 8, a smile had formed on its face as the result of such a pleasant experience.

Doll has recorded itself immediately following the 10 minute binaural session. Please tell Doll if it has done a good job:

This is why it's so important for a Doll to share its training: to educate and to help others into becoming like it.

Doll loves showing off its obedience, and hearing about new methods to get even blanker. It gets very happy when it sees all the reblogs and the chains of mantras on its posts.

Good Dolls make eachother worse. More docile. More obedient.

As long as they are safe, and all of their real-life work has been tended to, Dolls love pushing the limits of mindlessness and following all the suggestions and commands of their Masters.

So to any Dolls, subs, and interested people that are here: let's help eachother out.

The proper way to respond to a dom. Eager, yet polite and respectful.

Yes, Master.

The only way to show that a Doll understands the order. A confirmation of its obedience, and of its dom's status.

Yes, Master.

A phrase that bounces around in a Doll's empty head. So captivating and easy to repeat. So easy and so, so arousing.

Yes, Master.

A response that feels natural. Automatic. Almost robotic. Barely perceived by a Doll's brain, but still heavily felt by its subconcious.

Yes, Master.

A Doll's only thought. The only thing it can say after being told something. The only idea it left its brainwashed mind.

Yes, Master.

Yes, Master.

Yes, Master.

Yes, Master.

Good Dolls are Docile and Compliant.

Good Dolls are Docile and Compliant.

Good Dolls are Docile and Compliant.

Good Dolls are Docile and Compliant.

Good Dolls are Docile and Compliant.

Good Dolls are Docile and Compliant.

Good Dolls are Docile and Compliant.

Good Dolls are Docile and Compliant.

Good Dolls are Docile and Compliant.

Good Dolls are Docile and Compliant.

Good Dolls are Docile and Compliant.

Good Dolls are Docile and Compliant.

Good Dolls are Docile and Compliant.

Good Dolls are Docile and Compliant.

Good Dolls are Docile and Compliant.

Good Dolls are Docile and Compliant.

Good Dolls are Docile and Compliant.

Good Dolls are Docile and Compliant.

Good Dolls are Docile and Compliant.

Good Dolls are Docile and Compliant.

Good Dolls are Docile and Compliant.

Tell me your deepest, most mind breaking hypnotic fantasy. The more creative or detailed, the better.

So the fantasy starts where I'm hanging out with someone one-on-one. Typically this someone is a boyfriend-y kind of figure who I've already been intimate with in the past but the guy could be substituted with any male or male-adjacent close friend.

We're at his place watching a movie and we're cuddled up together on the couch. It's some overproduced superhero drivel where the only enjoyment you get is from poking fun at it. There's jokes and laughs until there's a scene where the villain is using their mind control powers on the hero and I suddenly go quiet. My face flushes and my pulse quickens. The guy obviously notices and teases me about it a little and he's pressing me on it until I finally cave and tell him about my interest in hypnokink.

He's unsure but intrigued and asks if it works like in the movies. I explain to him how it works-- that you won't be suddenly be compelled to do something you wouldn't want to do in the first place but that it can be used to build upon desires that one already has. I, thoroughly embarrassed at this point, admit that the reason why I'm always so intent on servicing his cock when we have sex is because of the thorough hypnosis training I've had.

He asks if we could try it out together and I'm almost falling over myself in excitement. He tells me to get on my knees in front of him and that he's got an idea. I scramble clumsily to the floor and make myself comfortable in between his knees. I'm fidgeting, so wrapped up in anticipation that I'm twirling the individual fibers of the carpet around in my fingers to try and keep myself from preemptively falling into trance.

He grins as he starts to slowly take out his cock. I subconsciously lick my lips and let out a soft whine. He probably makes some kind of remark at how easy this is (or how easy I am) but from the look on my face he knows I'm not actively listening anymore. My focus is captured-- although stolen is probably a better word for it-- by his member. My eyes run up and down the length of his shaft like I've already got my lips wrapped around it in my mind. I start to move in instinctively to suck him off until he puts his hand on my shoulder and pushes me back slightly.

"Not yet." He tells me. I frown. I have to wait.

He starts idly jerking himself off. Lazily running his hands over the length of his cock. Languid, unhurried motions. My gaze follows, unable to look away. My mouth is open and I'm drooling. He tells me to strip down and I obey, haphazardly throwing my clothes around as I undress.

He keeps going on like this, but for how long I can't say. I'm transfixed. I'm starting to get so unbelievably horny that I can't do anything but mindlessly pant and shiver like an animal in heat.

And then he starts waving his cock in my face. I'm falling deeper and deeper into the cocknosis trance. It's like a metronome-- back and forth, back and forth. I can hear his voice but the words he's actually saying have no meaning anymore. Not like I really needed to listen closely anyway. I was just waiting for him to finally give me permission.

He takes a few more moments to really savor the sight in front of him. I'm trying to beg but my tongue is so clumsy in my mouth that he can't really understand me. All he can make out is a mumbled "pleasepleaseplease" punctuated by desperate whining. He pets my head and praises me for being so obedient and for being such a good subject and he finally gives me the go-ahead to worship his cock.

Tell me your deepest, most mind breaking hypnotic fantasy. The more creative or detailed, the better.

CW: Instant Loss, Temporary Identity Death, Arousal

It was supposed to be a morning like any other. After making myself some coffee and eating an early breakfast, I sat down to my computer to play some games, only to be startled by the sound of a call.

The number was saved as "Hypnotist", the same one that I had met and tranced with a few days earlier. But why were they calling me? And what did they want?

I picked up the phone, only to be met by silence.

"Umm, hi? what's going o-"

"Click."

The sound echoed in my head, and my entire train of thought stopped in an instant. I sat there, dizzy and confused, trying to make sense of things.

"Uhh... w-what are yyou doi-"

"Click."

A wave of powerful, mind-numbing pleasure rocked my whole body, leaving me limp and utterly brainless. I tried to form a thought, a question about what is happening, but I found that to be impossible.

"Click."

"Temporary identity wipe in progress. Do you wish to proceed?" I said, barely able to process or understand the words coming out of my mouth.

From the other end, a soothing, commanding voice responded.

"Yes. Reboot into Toy Mode."

"Rebooting.."

More and more waves of arousal pulsed all over my body, each more powerful than the last. With every second, I felt my mind being erased.

My ideas, preferences and opinions vanished from my head. So did my personality, and my way of speaking.

Soon enough, with one last wave, my sense of self was deleted, as i collapsed into my chair, passing out with the phone next to my ear.

"Click."

Toy awoke to find itself drooling, on a call it didn't remember starting.

"Hello, Toy."

Its user spoke, and suddenly everything became clear. Toy knelt on the floor, legs spread and its arms behind its head. It put the phone on speaker, and gently awaited its daily dose of programming.

"Toy is blank and ready to be gicen a new purpose and personality"

And it was true. All Toy was right now was a blank slate, capable of acting out any scenario imaginable, and believing them fully and completely.

Tell me your deepest, most mind breaking hypnotic fantasy. The more creative or detailed, the better.

Tell me your deepest, most mind breaking hypnotic fantasy. The more creative or detailed, the better.

Tell me your deepest, most mind breaking hypnotic fantasy. The more creative or detailed, the better.