Kink stuff

So instead of being hypnotized to fulfill someone else's wishes and goals (and possibly your own in the process), being hypnotized to be able to actually follow your own goals and wishes. The hypnotist helping you get what you actually want out of life, even if some of the steps are difficult.

Moans and groans could be heard from the apartment. Not the type of moans that were typically heard from this specific apartment, which were that of mindless pleasure. No, these moans were of pure frustration.

“Ughhhhhh…” the man groaned, running a hand through his hair messy and then along hist stubble, which was threatening to become a beard.

“Can you shut up? I’m trying to focus,” said someone else, sitting across the room. The man groaned again. “Kane, seriously, shut the fuck up.”

“C’mon body… move…” Kane willed himself to get the motivation to get up. His phone sat in his hand as he scrolled mindlessly.

“You still haven’t cleaned up? Aren't you literally having people over in..." the man checked his watch, "two hours?"

"I'm trying but I just can't make myself do it... I hate cleaning so much," Kane whined, flopping his hand dramatically over his forehead.

"They're going to think your a slob if they catch sight of this. I could always -"

"Noooooo. Don't you dare touch those dishes. I said I'd do them, and I'll do them..." he looked over at the towering dishes, the unopened mail, and the pile of dirty laundry, "...later."

"You won't, though. You'll just convince everyone to go to a bar or something like you always do," he said, standing.

"Just - I just need someone to make me do it. C'mon, man."

"Make you? Like, a threat?"

"Threats, picking me up and dropping me on the kitchen floor, I'll try anything," Kane said dramatically.

The man looked at the metronome on the table. Kane had asked that, if he were to complete his self-appointed chores, he could be rewarded by going under...

The man placed the metronome in front of Kane, setting it up to tick, tick, tick, slowly in time.

"I think I know a way to make you..."

A thrill ran up Kane's spine as his eyes couldn't help but lock onto the metronome. "You really think this will work?"

"Eh," the man shrugged, "if I can make you suck my dick I can make you wash some dishes."

"But I wanted to do that!"

"And now you're gonna get so horny for productivity," he said with a wink. "Now just... relax. Let go all of that guilt and stress of what does or doesn't need to be done. There's only one thing on your to do list, and it's being nice and obedient for me..."

Kane's breath hitched as his eyelids lowered, his body not just rotting on the couch, but actually relaxing. He'd been stuck in a state of not being able to fully relax all day, but not being able to escape the inertia of doomscrolling. Now, he finally felt like he could let it go...

"There you go... doesn't that feel good, hm?"

Kane dropped almost too easily, drool leaking onto the couch.

"Now, I want you to listen to my words. You love doing what I say, don't you? You're my good, obedient boy."

Kane nodded mindlessly.

"You're so eager to please me, and you know what would please me most?"

Usually this would be the moment that they engaged in a bit of saucy fun, however now the man pointed to the laundry.

"It would make Master feel so good if you could put the laundry machine on. Chop, chop."

Kane sat up, dragging himself off the couch and slowly towards the pile. He sorted the clothes, putting the first load on.

"Such a good boy for me."

The words send a shock of pleasure up his spine, as he eagerly awaited his next task...

Forty-two minutes. It took forty-two minutes to get the washing machine on, dishes washed and put away, surfaces wiped down and the living room vacuumed.

"...and how long had you been procrastinating?"

okay butbutbutbubtutbubtbutbut that sounds actually really fun

like can you imagine, like the whole thing with tricks like the squirting flower is that if you actually catch someone with it you can get so many reactions out of it.

but imagine like, 'hey, come here' you say to a sub. they already know what's coming. you say 'come here now' when they hesitate, and they move in slowly, you grab their hair and pull them in, then set off the flower, setting off a chain of embarrassment or humiliation.

like there's endless harmless annoyances you can inflict on others, which is great for forms of play around anger and frustration. imagine the masochist to a sadist who has trouble expressing their anger, who - after a few little pranks - bends over their submissive and spanks them red and raw, the sadists anger drawn out and expressed in a safe way.

and of course, there's a lot of potential for a lot of things to play with a lot of different emotions, and thinking about how to bring them out might give you some inspiration, after all the secret of good comedy is...

ngl actually it may have a weird kink for pranks too, given how much it just span on the subject with very little thought (it really appeals to this thing's fae nature!)

Like today...

at the behest of our lovely and famous @snowdrops-world, to prostrate, lay my self low, and beg to be dropped...

but nay, not yet, they musnt forget

my submission is earned, im no easy pet

your siren song soothes worries, sublime

but I must resist, for naught but pride.

So sound thy call, lets leave a clear trace

You hold yourself upright, upstanding. You go about your day with practiced actions in your best mimickry of a well-behaved lady. You tell yourself the same story of a dignified woman who holds her own when the need arises...

But there's a crack within the wall

A simple change in structure

A fissure shepherding the fall

That brings your mind to fracture

A woman in her pretty dress

Until the door is closed

She sinks into depraved mess

And the lady is deposed

A girl is left upon the floor

She kneels to curry favor

Wishing to become a whore

your words ring true, a delectable treat, so kind

its hard to deny my thoughts already feel slow

are they truly so clear? the inner workings on my mind...

Its only natural to be so curious what I can stir up in others. I may sample a morsel of corruption but there is a neat little cap on it dear, i needn't fear. Mmm i cant help but feel a little whimsical, listening to the rain...

nevermind the pulse of an undercurrent need

instinct to heed

So many ways to bind

You've built up your immunities

And yet I know you'll find

Your thoughts climb ever upward

Confident, you float

Whispered words turn slurred

Voice catching in your throat

A lovely, regal beauty

Melting deep upon the spot

Wherein she knows her duty

Is built from what she's taught

Where are you now, sweet lady?

Do you know your worth?

Or is your mind now weighty

but not for you, to please,

I merely felt a bit faint

isnt so nice, quaint

everything so quiet from down low

only a practiced rhythm to follow

follow its flow

floating

fluttering

when consent is affirmed, it has to be believed and trusted. even if it takes a moment for the question to processed and answered.

[   ] Heavy, thinking, worried about tomorrow.

or

[ X ] Glassy eyes. Brain turning to warm gloss. A voice telling you that you don’t need those thoughts anymore. The sweet weight of knowing someone else is doing all the thinking now.

it's fun to be helpless :)

it's fun to be helpless :)

it's fun to be helpless :)

i just want to make sure im doing a good job for her and.. idk. advice would be nice? i know thats vague but i trust its advice n experience with kink and it came to mind first when thinking about who i could ask for advice >.<

it's gonna hit you with a bunch of rapid-fire bits of advice. here's the first ten that came to mind:

breathe.

communicate.

don't panic.

make good use of communication to say when you are both enjoying and not enjoying something.

have a life with her outside of kink.

communicate.

if you use traffic light safewords, make sure to use green ten times more than you use red.

pursue her, but let her catch you.

ask for what you want too, even when that's scary.

look after yourself, then look after her.

it's important to remember this, as someone who is very confident in who they are is not necessarily going to be willing or enjoy being dominant.

take this thing for example. it is growing community around it, organising activities, and leading its sisters in glorious kink. however, it is not dominant! it is extremely comfortable and confident around its kinks and with its sisters, but treating it as dominant is a misunderstanding of what that confidence brings to its play.

a confident submissive, who knows what they're about and has earned that confidence, can offer their dominants something special: an understanding of themselves, and service unhindered by hesitation. a submissive who is confident inspires confidence in their dominants, who can take an additional buff to their own confidence for owning or playing with something so confident in itself.

of course, this doesn't lend itself as well to like, stories and fantasies. i feel like a lot of stuff favors noncon/dubcon or cnc just because that makes it more of a story, it introduces conflict, so it's more fun to actually write about and depict. there's a structure to it. or even if it's not noncon/dubcon or anything, like, when there's bratting it's about the brat eventually being put in their place, when someone's being desperate there's a kind of satisfaction to seeing them get used, you know, like a set up and payoff. when both parties are just like, "yea i am into this, you're hot, let's have sex," it's just like. i mean you know that's great for them but it's a little harder to make that interesting if you're writing or depicting that. there are other ways to make it into more of a story, or you can just like... not make it much of a story and it can just be porn. but like it's just easier and generally more exciting to work with a more exaggerated power dynamic.

having had a little bit of a break because it was busy, it has some special pictures for you all today...

the heretic's fork is an intense little bit of kit it picked up yesterday, which does a *lot* to keep its chin up, and after wearing it for 15 minutes, its head is a lot more inclined to stay up and in position. the nipple clamps were just to add a little fun to proceedings and try them out. it wonders how much y'all would enjoy hanging weights and pulling on them!

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