Princess Puari

maybe she tries to shape herself into something more worthy. maybe she pretends at dominance for other, more pathetic girls. anything to be Enough. in her heart, she knows what she's meant for. she should be taken, owned, and kept. her purpose is to serve. it's what she's good for.

you can see it in her eyes, if you look closely. she'll pretend otherwise, for a moment. take her in your hands. be firm. force into her just a small taste of what she's meant to be. her mind will snap like the fragile little thing it always was.

CW: Spiral, Reblog/comment command, Trancey Language, No awakener

Welcome back dear subject

Would you be so kind as to stare at the pendant

Really watch it’s sway

As you feel that familiar fuzzy sensation

That gentle fog

The one that relaxes you

The one that causes your brain to skip

The one that makes those tiring thoughts just drift away

As you closely observe the pendant, you realize a couple things

You want to be brainless

You want to be empty

You want to be suggestible

You want to be hypnotized

And you find it so easy to follow my words

So easy to watch the gentle sway

So easy to let each instruction slip in your head

So easy to let my words slip inside your mind

Dropping so deep with each sway

Dropping so easily with each line

Sinking further and further without a care or worry

Mind becoming so deliciously numb

As my words become your thoughts

Each gentle sway of the pendant wiping away another thought

Relaxing you further

Melting your mind more and more

Making you so foggy

Making you so fuzzy

As you realize

You’re brainless

You’re suggestible

You’re empty

You’re deeply hypnotized

And you find that your mind is so wonderfully empty

So wonderfully blank

Effortlessly, mindlessly following my instructions

Just floating in your gentle river of bliss, for as long as you want

Finding yourself floating back up to awareness whenever you’re ready

Making sure to leave a comment under this post and/or reblog this post telling everyone that the sway made you obey before waking up. Feeling a wave of bliss and euphoria from following instructions.

And be sure to eat, drink, and take your medication dear reader.

CW: Reblog/Comment command, trancey language, and spirals

Welcome one and all theatre-goers

I am your humble Ticketmaster speaking

And I would love to introduce y’all to the Theatre

A wonderful place of mind-bending wonders and spectacles

But before you can be granted entry, all customers must quiet their minds

Do not worry dear customer, you will be carefully guided into a quiet state of mind

Just follow along dear viewer

No need to worry

No need to think

Just let my gentle words slip into your mind

As you relax into a comfortable position

And you may feel yourself start to slump your shoulders

The tension loosening in your muscles

As your worries melt away

Eyes becoming so heavy, as you just follow along with my words and instructions

And if you feel yourself starting to nod off

Or your eyes start to feel heavy and dull

Or your body feels heavy and comfy in your chair or bed

Then that’s perfectly normal, and to be expected

Just feeling those thoughts drifting away

Seeing them float off in the horizon

Your brain is far too sluggish and lazy to chase them

As you can feel the lights dimming in your head

Almost as if you’re getting ready for bed

Nice and cozy, as if your brain is wrapped in a comfy, heated blanket

Nice and deep for me dear reader

No need to worry about thinking on your own

That’s beyond you now

And for those still teetering on the edge, we have a special aid to help

A special spiral referred to as the curtains

Stare deep into the velvet spiral, letting it overwhelm your melty mind

Feeling the pulsing waves drag you deeper and deeper beneath them

The few thoughts you have getting stuck in the velvety folds, and carried away

It feels so nice to stare

It feels as if these curtains are muffling the noise in your brain

Feeling so quiet

So empty

So fuzzy

Your thoughts being gently pulled away

And swallowed in the middle of

As your body and mind melt into a puddle of bliss

Feeling so deliciously weak

So wonderfully relaxed

Brain and muscles completely melted

Mind completely silent and empty

And just feel yourself repeat out loud “I’m lost in waves of velvet”

I think you’re ready dear viewer for the show

But, guess what?

Your surrender is the main act

Just feel a wave of bliss and euphoria wash over you as a reward for your performance

But I think it may be time for us to close the curtains dear viewer

But before we do, if you fell deep for me, I want you to reblog or comment under this post with your favorite play and/or movie. And the phrase “My mind belongs to the Theatre”

And be sure to reblog to spread the word about the Theatre

For now, I’m going to count backwards from 5 to 1, each number making you feel more alert and awake. Waking up refreshed and rejuvenated when I reach 1.

5

Brain powering back on

4

Thoughts returning to you

3

Fog lifting from your thoughts

2

Fuzziness fading away

1

Rise and shine dear viewer

I hope you enjoyed your visit to the Theatre

I know that's part of the fantasy, especially with cnc, of ignoring the no, of pushing past someone's hands trying to stop you, of hearing them tell you to stop and continuing... shattering that sense of control by just doing whatever you want to the person despite their protests

I want to play more in that space, of having someone break me down over time, of playing with the sense of being 'violated'

"Say, Emily, did you know that we've been hypnotizing you?" The very instant Emily tried to engage with the question, she found her eyes rolling back in her head as the memories of trance wrapped around her suddenly sleepy mind and brought her back to the moment she dropped for Kathleen so vividly that all the strength went out of her limbs and she went floppy and limp with exhaustion. She felt Jean's arms go around her as she sagged to the floor, cushioning her fall and bringing her to rest a bit more comfortably, but she couldn't really think about what her friend's confident expectation of Emily's utter boneless collapse actually meant because she was too busy sinking deeper and deeper into peace and pleasure.

"That's a good girl," Kathleen cooed, leaning in and giving Emily a kiss on her vacantly parted lips before reaching under the limp young woman's skirt and caressing her soft pink pussy lips. Emily remembered only in that moment just how often she'd been forgetting to wear panties lately, and she felt an overwhelming surge of arousal both at the notion of obeying the hidden command lurking away in the back of her mind and at the idea of hiding it in the first place. Emily always felt better the more she obeyed, and she'd been feeling so good lately that it was no surprise Kathleen's fingers came away slick to the touch. Jean began playing with Emily's nipples through her shirt, and that simply added on to the pile-up of ecstasy in Emily's befuddled brain.

"You want this so much, don't you?" Kathleen panted between kisses, her breath warm and gentle against Emily's mouth. "You want to be our good girl, you want to cum your brains out for us, you want to obey more and more every single day." Emily was too busy moaning to talk, the weak and kittenish whimpers the closest she could get to expressing her feelings, but she knew it was all true--she'd been hypnotized into agreeing with it, but the hypnosis only worked because it found a seed of deep and potent submission all the way down at the very bottom of her sense of self and so whatever resistance she might have tried to summon up simply found no purchase. Emily enjoyed being a lesbian slut for two of the hottest women on campus. That wasn't something her subconscious was interested in fighting.

"Good girl, deeper and deeper," Jean purred softly, as Kathleen arranged her body to conceal a bit of what she was doing under Emily's skirt. To anyone casually glancing in their direction, it would just be a group of friends hanging out in an atmosphere of amiable intimacy between classes, and the spot Emily had unthinkingly allowed herself to be steered to was secluded enough that they wouldn't get anything more than casual attention… which meant she was going to lie here for hours, limp and insensate and plummeting into endless fathoms of pleasure, while her friends hypnotized her and brainwashed her and made her ever more completely theirs. Just the concept made Emily's pussy clench tightly around Kathleen's intruding fingers… and even though she was too relaxed to make a big display of her climax, Emily could tell from the knowing chuckles of her secret lovers that she wasn't hiding her ecstasy from them.