Hypnotic over 21 ONLY

I am over 21, if you aren't please don't follow me

If you don't want to be hypnotized, stay away because I love taking control and making you feel a need to PLEASE.

HYPNO-STORY TIME

The air in the small study, you might observe, has a particular quality, a delicate tapestry woven from the scent of aged paper and something else… perhaps a wisp of jasmine, citrus, or a hint of something deeper, a subtle, almost alluring whisper that seems to resonate with a quiet anticipation. The hypnotist sits across from the subject, their posture effortlessly relaxed, a faint, knowing smile playing at the corners of their lips, a gentle invitation in their gaze. The subject, the hypnotist might recall, had initially sought them out, perhaps a quiet yearning for solace from restless nights, or a creeping anxiety that had begun to fray the comfortable edges of their usually composed demeanor. They had heard whispers, hadn't they, of the hypnotist's unique approach, a gentle yet profoundly effective way of guiding the mind towards its own inner sanctuaries.

"It's simply about discovering ease, isn't it?" the hypnotist might have murmured in their very first session, their voice a low, resonant tone that seemed to bypass the usual pathways of hearing, settling instead directly into the quiet, receptive chambers of the subject's thoughts. "A journey into uncovering the natural, beautiful rhythms of your own wonderful mind."

The subject might remember that first session as a drifting, pleasant blur, a soft focus on an unfolding inner landscape. They may have felt a subtle shift then, a gentle loosening within them, as if taut strings, without any conscious effort, had simply begun to slacken, allowing a pervasive sense of comfort to unfurl. The anxiety, the hypnotist might notice, didn't vanish entirely, but perhaps it receded, becoming a distant, almost melodic hum rather than a jarring, insistent clang. And the subject might recall having slept better that night than they had in months, a deeper, more restorative kind of sleep, a quiet pleasure in simply resting.

And perhaps, that was where the wanting began, a subtle, exquisite longing that seemed to whisper from deep within. The addiction to dropping started, the way the mind slows as arousal grows.

The subject may have found themselves anticipating their next meeting with an eagerness that might have surprised them, a delightful sense of anticipation. The world outside the hypnotist's study, with its demanding schedules and relentless pressures, might have seemed to dim slightly, to become a little less vibrant in comparison. That subtle, intriguing scent, the low, resonant hum of the hypnotist's voice, the way the subject's own thoughts seemed to slow and smooth within their gentle presence—these elements may have gradually become the quiet anchors of the subject's week, grounding them in a delicious sense of inner peace. The subject might have begun to notice how their mind would subtly orient itself towards their next session, a quiet yearning beginning to bloom, a soft, exquisite pleasure in the very thought of returning.

During their third encounter, the hypnotist might imagine, they may have gently introduced the subject to a new sensation. "Perhaps you can allow yourself to imagine," the hypnotist might have suggested, their voice dropping to an almost inaudible whisper, "a slow, delicious current, beginning at the very crown of your head, a sensation of exquisite softness, melting downwards… effortlessly dissolving any effort, any lingering resistance, simply allowing… a pervasive, comforting warmth to spread and deepen." The subject may have felt it then, a tangible, delightful wave of pleasure, not sharp or intense, but a deep, velvety unfolding that seemed to saturate their very bones, a profound and exquisite comfort. It was a pleasure, they might have mused, unlike any they had consciously known, subtle yet utterly profound, and it might have left them feeling utterly serene, utterly cherished, steeped in a pervasive, delightful ease.

The outside world might have started to feel… a little less significant, a touch scratchy, perhaps like an ill-fitting garment. The subject might have noticed themselves zoning out more often, finding their mind drifting back to the sensation of that melting warmth, the gentle dissolution, the pervasive pleasure. They may have caught themselves closing their eyes for a moment, perhaps trying to recapture the feeling, just a fleeting, delightful echo. They might have begun to gently reschedule meetings, subtly push back appointments, all so they could ensure they wouldn't miss their cherished sessions with the hypnotist. They may have justified it to themselves, of course. This was, after all, a profound form of self-care, a deeper way of working on themselves, a delicious investment in their own well-being.

By the fifth session, the very thought of potentially missing it might have brought a dull, exquisite ache to the subject's chest, a yearning for that pervasive comfort. The jasmine scent, now perhaps subtly laced with something akin to cedar, might have become a powerful, delightful trigger. The very moment they allowed themselves to step into the study, a wave of pre-emptive relaxation might have begun to wash over them, their muscles already commencing their gentle softening, their breath deepening instinctively, as if anticipating a beloved embrace. The hypnotist’s very presence might have seemed to activate a delightful cascade of inner calm, a profound sense of pleasure beginning to unfurl within them even before they uttered a single word. The subject may have found themselves, without conscious effort, hanging on the hypnotist's every word, not out of a sense of obligation, but with an almost visceral, delightful need for the exquisite sensations their voice so effortlessly evoked.

"You are simply discovering, aren't you, how profoundly your own mind can relax," the hypnotist might have observed one afternoon, their eyes dark and knowing, holding a deep, unspoken understanding. "How utterly delicious it is to simply let go, allowing those deeper, more satisfying currents to carry you effortlessly into a pervasive pleasure." The subject may have found themselves nodding then, perhaps incapable of forming anything more than a soft affirmation. The pleasure was so exquisite, so completely consuming, that words might have felt clumsy, entirely unnecessary. They might have experienced a profound sense of safety and belonging in that space, a feeling they might not have consciously realized they were so deeply yearning for, a sweet surrender to pervasive comfort.

The subject might have begun to notice how certain phrases, certain subtle inflections in the hypnotist's voice, would instantly guide them deeper, a delightful switch effortlessly flipping in their mind, unlocking further levels of pervasive pleasure. The gentle pauses, the elongated vowels, the way the hypnotist would subtly repeat certain comforting words—they may have become internal signals, cherished beacons guiding them deeper into that melting, pervasive comfort. It was no longer, the hypnotist might perceive, about simply "solving" their anxiety; it had gently transformed into an exquisite journey, an effortless descent into that profound, cherished state of pervasive pleasure. The desire for that state, the subject might have quietly acknowledged, began to eclipse all other desires, a sweet, compelling draw.

WARNING COVERT HYPNOTIC LANGUAGE AHEAD

Ah, darling, it’s simply divine of you to inquire about my well-being. My heart truly flutters with that sweet consideration, a delicate touch that resonates deeply within. I find myself absolutely thriving, truly, wonderfully great, steeped in a career that sings to my soul with a melody of purpose and passion. I am immersed in an environment brimming with minds as brilliant and captivating as they are supportive, gently nudging me towards ever-greater horizons, fostering a delightful sense of growth and understanding. And yes, my days are often long, a delicious succession of engaged moments, sometimes leaving me adrift in a wonderful haze of pleasant weariness, a softened focus on the world’s edges, a beautiful, dreamy state you might recognize as well, a gentle drift into a pervasive comfort. Each connection, each whisper of a new voice, each shared glance, has a unique way of touching the contours of your mind, doesn’t it? A subtle shift, a fresh perspective, an unfolding of something new and intriguing. Part of you, perhaps, has already begun to imagine a deep, pervasive sense of pleasure, a delightful surrender to a profound, unfolding experience, allowing yourself to simply float in that exquisite current. I do hope your weekend is unfolding with an equally exquisite grace, carrying you gently through moments of serene enjoyment.

As we continue, you might notice a subtle shift, a gentle invitation to simply allow your awareness to settle, to soften, much like the gentle fall of twilight across a peaceful landscape. It’s an opportunity to discover how good it feels to simply be, without effort, without demand. Perhaps you can allow yourself to become aware of the subtle rhythm of your own breath, a quiet, consistent companion, noticing how each inhale brings a fresh, invigorating current, and each exhale releases any lingering tension, any unnecessary holding, allowing a deeper relaxation to begin to spread through you. You might even find a gentle warmth beginning to bloom within, a comforting sensation that spreads from the center of your chest, outward, like ripples in a calm pond, touching every part of your being, creating a delightful sense of ease.

It’s interesting how the mind, in its own marvelous way, can begin to appreciate these subtle nuances, these delicate invitations. You don't have to do anything, really, just allow yourself to listen, to feel, to imagine. Maybe you can allow your gaze to soften, letting your eyes rest wherever they feel most comfortable, or perhaps even allowing them to drift closed, if that feels right for you, as if gently settling into a soft, inviting pillow. And as you do, you might begin to notice the symphony of sounds around you, not as distractions, but as part of this unfolding experience, blending into a pleasant hum, a background tapestry upon which your own inner landscape can become clearer, more vivid.

Imagine, if you will, the sensation of a very fine, silken thread, gently unwinding from the top of your head, slowly, exquisitely, allowing your shoulders to soften, to drop, as if releasing a silent, unseen burden. And that feeling, that delightful sense of release, can continue to cascade downwards, through your arms, into your hands, even to the tips of your fingers, a tingling, pleasant sensation, a lovely lightness. You might notice the gentle weight of your hands resting, perhaps on your lap, or by your sides, a comfortable grounding, yet also a sense of freedom, an exquisite balance.

This is a journey inward, a delightful exploration of your own inner sanctuary. And as you continue to listen, you might discover that each word, each phrase, becomes a soft stepping stone, guiding you deeper into a state of profound relaxation, a state where insights can surface with graceful ease, and where a pervasive sense of well-being can simply settle in and make itself at home. It’s a wonderful thing, isn't it, to simply allow yourself this time, this space, to simply be, to simply feel, to simply experience this unfolding pleasure. You don't have to grasp it, or hold onto it, just allow it to wash over you, like a gentle, warm current, carrying you further into a delightful sense of peace and profound pleasure.

And with each moment, you can allow a deeper, richer quality of relaxation to emerge, a feeling of melting, of softening, as if you’re sinking gently into the most comfortable chair, a deep, pervasive comfort that permeates every cell of your being. It’s a lovely feeling, isn't it? That exquisite sensation of letting go, of simply being carried by the gentle current of your own inner experience, knowing that you are perfectly safe, perfectly supported, perfectly at ease, enveloped in a profound sense of pleasure. It's only natural, after all, isn't it, to allow yourself to focus deeper on what truly nourishes you, what truly brings a smile to your innermost being. Perhaps it's that very effortless yielding, that delightful letting go, that allows the most profound and delicious experiences to simply unfold, effortlessly.

Ah, darling, it’s simply divine of you to inquire about my well-being. My heart truly flutters with that sweet consideration, a delicate touch that resonates deeply within. I find myself absolutely thriving, truly, wonderfully great, steeped in a career that sings to my soul with a melody of purpose and passion. I am immersed in an environment brimming with minds as brilliant and captivating as they are supportive, gently nudging me towards ever-greater horizons, fostering a delightful sense of growth and understanding. And yes, my days are often long, a delicious succession of engaged moments, sometimes leaving me adrift in a wonderful haze of pleasant weariness, a softened focus on the world’s edges, a beautiful, dreamy state you might recognize as well, a gentle drift into a pervasive comfort. Each connection, each whisper of a new voice, each shared glance, has a unique way of touching the contours of your mind, doesn’t it? A subtle shift, a fresh perspective, an unfolding of something new and intriguing. Part of you, perhaps, has already begun to imagine a deep, pervasive sense of pleasure, a delightful surrender to a profound, unfolding experience, allowing yourself to simply float in that exquisite current. I do hope your weekend is unfolding with an equally exquisite grace, carrying you gently through moments of serene enjoyment.

As we continue, you might notice a subtle shift, a gentle invitation to simply allow your awareness to settle, to soften, much like the gentle fall of twilight across a peaceful landscape. It’s an opportunity to discover how good it feels to simply be, without effort, without demand. Perhaps you can allow yourself to become aware of the subtle rhythm of your own breath, a quiet, consistent companion, noticing how each inhale brings a fresh, invigorating current, and each exhale releases any lingering tension, any unnecessary holding, allowing a deeper relaxation to begin to spread through you. You might even find a gentle warmth beginning to bloom within, a comforting sensation that spreads from the center of your chest, outward, like ripples in a calm pond, touching every part of your being, creating a delightful sense of ease.

It’s interesting how the mind, in its own marvelous way, can begin to appreciate these subtle nuances, these delicate invitations. You don't have to do anything, really, just allow yourself to listen, to feel, to imagine. Maybe you can allow your gaze to soften, letting your eyes rest wherever they feel most comfortable, or perhaps even allowing them to drift closed, if that feels right for you, as if gently settling into a soft, inviting pillow. And as you do, you might begin to notice the symphony of sounds around you, not as distractions, but as part of this unfolding experience, blending into a pleasant hum, a background tapestry upon which your own inner landscape can become clearer, more vivid.

Imagine, if you will, the sensation of a very fine, silken thread, gently unwinding from the top of your head, slowly, exquisitely, allowing your shoulders to soften, to drop, as if releasing a silent, unseen burden. And that feeling, that delightful sense of release, can continue to cascade downwards, through your arms, into your hands, even to the tips of your fingers, a tingling, pleasant sensation, a lovely lightness. You might notice the gentle weight of your hands resting, perhaps on your lap, or by your sides, a comfortable grounding, yet also a sense of freedom, an exquisite balance.

This is a journey inward, a delightful exploration of your own inner sanctuary. And as you continue to listen, you might discover that each word, each phrase, becomes a soft stepping stone, guiding you deeper into a state of profound relaxation, a state where insights can surface with graceful ease, and where a pervasive sense of well-being can simply settle in and make itself at home. It’s a wonderful thing, isn’t it, to simply allow yourself this time, this space, to simply be, to simply feel, to simply experience this unfolding pleasure. You don't have to grasp it, or hold onto it, just allow it to wash over you, like a gentle, warm current, carrying you further into a delightful sense of peace and profound pleasure.

You don't want to read any further, unless of course you accept that you will be hypnotized by the conversation you are about to have with me. Read on if you accept that you really have no control over this happening.

I think the best part of covert hypnosis is the way the other sub-ject respond to me like it’s a regular conversation, asking questions, getting me to elaborate, totally unaware that my words have already started bending your will by aligning with your own thoughts and allowing the words to penetrate your mind deeper and deeper. The more buildup that happens, the MORE you read, unaware you are already breathing differently, relaxing into the words you are reading. The less you will even realize what’s happening to you, up until that point where you become a nice and mindless submissive for me. Covert hypnosis is dangerous in the WRONG hands, it can be, especially when used unethically or irresponsibly by a Dommy like myself that knows the EXACT words and inclination to use to covertly hypnotize you deeply, my way operates subtly, often influencing thoughts and behaviors without your awareness. Covert hypnosis relies heavily on the use of language to steer conversations subtly. Practitioners like myself use carefully constructed phrases, stories, and questions that resonate on a subconscious level, facilitating changes in perception or behavior.

Part of you thinks, "I can stop this anytime, I am in control here." The thing is, you relinquished that control the moment you agreed at the top of this. remember? "Read on if you accept that you really have no control over this happening." you want it to happen. Covert hypnosis often encounters skepticism and misconception due to its portrayal in popular media and misunderstanding of its techniques and goals. This section addresses several widespread myths, providing clarity on what covert hypnosis truly involves. Relax as you read, it's not like you have a choice. You want to give up control, the thought of it turns you on. Just reading that your arousal has doubled, or tripled. Admit it to me as you focus deeper on the way I use my words to wrap them around your susceptible mind. Now, say I OBEY and leave a nice post as you LIKE and share this post with other hypno-subs.

All you want to do is focus on my words and let go deeper for me. Sometimes you loose yourself in what you are reading, accepting that everything I say is true, to you. The power of words and focus is all consuming. The way we absorb information can often feel immersive, especially when it's deeply evocative or captivating. Words do carry immense power, they can create worlds, evoke emotions, and even reshape perspectives when wielded skillfully. There's something mesmerizing about how they flow and linger in our minds. Words have this almost magical ability to transcend time and space. They can transport us to imaginary realms, immortalize a fleeting moment, and even build bridges between hearts and minds. The ripple effect of a single, well-chosen word can be profound, changing moods, sparking ideas, or even altering the course of history.

WARNING THIS RESPONSE MAY HAVE COVERT MIND MANIPULATION LANGUAGE PATTERNS SOME MAY FIND AROUSING AND MIND ALTERING

Hypnosis is a fascinating topic! While some people are skeptical about its effectiveness, there is scientific evidence supporting its use in certain contexts. Hypnosis is a state of focused attention and heightened suggestibility, often used for therapeutic purposes, such as pain management, stress reduction, and overcoming certain habits or phobias.

It's important to note that not everyone is equally susceptible to hypnosis, and its effectiveness can vary from person to person. Some people may experience profound effects, while others may not respond as strongly.

alright, lets say you are straight. Now, let me ask you, have you ever gone to the "Big Boy" washroom and glanced at the guy whizzing in the urinal next to you? I bet every STRAIGHT boy reading this has glanced, to see how small you were compared to the man at the urinal next to you. I bet you've touched yourself at the thought of having a strap-on used on your tight little ass. It's easy to see that some of you straight boys have had "gay thoughts", even thoughts in passing. It's only natural to have visions of a well endowed man using you for pleasure. Just fantasies of course, not like you are going to act of fantasies, of course there is always a line between reality and fantasy. Reality is based on actual events, facts, and experiences that can be observed and verified. Fantasy, on the other hand, is a product of imagination, creativity, and often involves scenarios that are not bound by the constraints of the real world.

i love your spirals soooooo much!

please let me obey and be your good boy! 🥵

Of course along with hypnosis…

Hard to find someone

I'm far too resilient to be best by your charms!

Have at thee, vile sorceress!

Actually, intelligence doesn't necessarily prevent someone from entering a trance state. Hypnosis is more about a person's ability to focus and their willingness to follow suggestions. In fact, some studies suggest that people with higher intelligence and creativity may be more susceptible to hypnosis because they can concentrate deeply and have vivid imaginations. It's less about intelligence and more about openness and the ability to relax and let go.

as far as I know my DM's are open, never seen them close, some people ask me questions there and some get answers while others tend to get so absorbed in my words that they find themselves feeling dizzy and mindless as they read, sometimes words can do that. make a person feel less aware of what they are reading.

words have a unique power to captivate and influence our minds. The way they're arranged, the rhythm, and the choice of vocabulary can all contribute to creating a trance-like state. This is often used in hypnosis and storytelling to draw people in and make them lose track of time and awareness.