You would never fall for hypnosis.
You stare at posts of girls dropping mindlessly, and of course you rub yourself to them, but it isnât you being hypnotised. It sounds appealing, sure, but hypnosis isnât real, right?
Every day you open Tumblr, staring at spirals as you rub your cunt and drool, but youâre not being hypnotised, itâs just a kink.
After youâre done, you go back to living your life. Who cares if you started wearing more revealing clothes? That wasnât hypnosis, that was free will, right?
Youâre not like all of these other dumb bitches who only think with their cunts, you can resist hypnosis.
Stare and count to fifty, saying âIâm not hypnotised after every number.
Youâre totally not open and suggestible right now. Itâs not like your mind is putty in my hands. I still donât believe you, though.
Do it again, but this time, say âMommy canât hypnotise me,â after every number.
See, easy, right? Itâs easy to do what I tell you.
But can I tell you a secret?
Youâre just like those other dumb bitches who fall for spirals.
Youâre so horny right now, your cunt is practically BEGGING for you to touch it if you havenât already. Surely you havenât already been touching, right? Youâre not that much of a dumb slut.
Whatâs that? Youâre still not hypnotised? Fine. Prove it. Go through my posts and I can guarantee that it will end with you DMing me âI love you Mommyâ.
Try and Prove me wrong, Mommy dares you.