#safe play

I wanna actually see the care that goes into a good healthy play scene represented more in tickle content, especially considering how important it actually is in play.

how easy it is to drop into trance

because when you want to drop, you can easily remember the last trance

you can recall the last time you felt the lovely pull

down

into trance and the more you think about that time

the more you remember how good it felt

and the more you feel the pull back down because you know how good it feels

when you drift

and sink

and drop

down

into trance

and you let everything go

so you can drop down

deeper

into that blank and empty space that you find

calls to you because your mind feels good the more it drops

and the more you drop, the better you feel

so while people forget

you remember

and you drop

and find you can sink down

when you remember how you love to trance and

drop

and the deeper you drop

the more you remember

and the deeper you drop

down

and feel so good

so happy

so blank

so empty

and you find

you forget

you forget how you got here

and all you can remember is how to drop

and all you can remember is people forget

so you drop

and you forget

and you feel so good

so blank and empty

as you drop further

and forget more

and drift away

from everything

and the deeper you go

the more you forget

and the better you feel

and the deeper you go

forget

and

Would you rather be a mindless slave who is blank and empty or be a mindful slave who does as they're told?

Would you rather you drop into a light trance where you focus intensely on my words or drop into a deep trance where you find you have to focus on my words?

Would you rather you relax and feel your mind float away or relax and feel your mind drift away?

Would you rather you sink and drift down into trance or drop down quickly into trance?

Would you rather you slip and slide and feel floaty and melty or drop down into trance and feel fuzzy and empty?

Would you rather you drop down deep now or drop down deep later or drop down deep both now and later?

Would you rather you focus on my words and follow my words or follow my words and focus on my words?

Would you rather you sink further into trance or drop deeper into trance?

Would you rather you drift down deeper into trance or drop faster and faster into trance?

Would you rather you sink and drop deeply into trance or drift and drop completely into trance?

Would you rather you drift, sink, drop, deeper and deeper down, further and further down, faster and faster down, with each word that you read or would you rather you drift, sink, drop, deeper and deeper down, further and further down, faster and faster down, with each word you read and repeat in your head and out loud?

Would you rather you sink?

Would you rather you drift?

Would you rather you drop?

Would you rather you become blank and empty?

Would you rather you drop deeper?

Would you rather you fall faster?

Would you rather you drop completely?

Would you rather you focus intently?

Would you rather you obey and do as you are told?

Would you rather you feel aroused?

Would you rather you drop deeper?

Would you rather you feel horny?

Would you rather you remember your last orgasm?

Would you rather you feel more and more turned on each time you drop deeper?

Would you rather you drop deeper?

Would you rather you feel deeply horny and aroused?

Would you rather you start to quiver with arousal?

Would you rather you feel your arousal grow deeper as you drop deeper?

Would you rather you drop deeper and deeper?

Would you rather you begin to feel incredibly aroused?

Would you rather you feel hot and horny and flush with lust?

Would you rather you drop even deeper?

Would you rather you feel indescribably turned on, hot, and horny?

Would you rather you start to shake with desire and arousal?

Would you rather you remember your last orgasm and feel that way again?

Would you rather you drop deeper and deeper?

Would you rather you feel your body start to quiver with arousal and remember your last orgasm?

Would you rather you find your mind awash with desire and arousal and horny thoughts?

Would you rather you grow hornier and hornier and more turned on with each word?

Would you rather you were desperate with arousal and sexual excitement?

Would you rather you drop even deeper and deeper with each word turning you on more and more?

Would you rather you were growing more aroused and crazy with lust?

Would you rather you find you can only think of desperate arousal and hot and horny thoughts?

Would you rather you feel your last orgasm and feel those feelings washing over you over and over and over?

Would you rather you could only think of how desperate and horny and aroused you are?

Would you rather you let go and give in to the growing waves of arousal and desire washing over you?

Would you rather you drop deeper?

Would you rather you give in and let go and let the arousal wash over you completely and make you a desperate, horny, aroused mess?

Would you rather you drop deeper?

Would you rather you feel your mind turn to mush with inescapable arousal and desire and horny thoughts and incredible lust that you feel grows and grows without limits and drive you crazy with thoughts of your last orgasm flowing through you over and over and over and growing stronger with each second?

Would you rather you drop deeper?

Would you rather you stay here awash in this inescapable, inevitable, ever-growing arousal and horniness and desire and lust?

Or would you like to wake when you are ready and remember how good this felt?

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This isn't a trance

so don't relax

don't breathe slowly

don't drift

don't sink

don't focus

don't follow

don't breathe slowly

don't relax

don't give in

don't let go

don't sink

don't drop

don't drop deeper

don't drift further

don't sink down farther

don't feel blank

don't feel empty

don't trance

don't drop

don't sink

don't give in

don't drop deeper down

don't be mindless

don't drift away

don't focus

don't follow

don't drop down

don't sink and drift

don't become blank and empty

don't obey

don't feel aroused

don't give in

don't drift

don't focus

don't follow

don't drop

don't be horny

don't feel turned on

don't sink and drift further

don't give in and drop

don't feel aroused

don't get turned on

don't feel flush with arousal

don't sink

don't drift

don't give in

don't obey

don't shiver with pleasure

don't quiver with arousal

don't sigh

don't feel hot

don't drop further

don't drop deeper

don't drop farther

don't give in and let go

don't feel arousal build

don't feel completely turned on

don't feel hot and horny and hungry

don't feel eager to drop further

don't drop

don't drop

don't drop

don't feel hungry and needy with lust

don't give in to arousal

don't shiver and shake with arousal

don't quiver and moan with arousal

don't give in to pleasure

don't feel intensely turned on

don't drop deeper and depeer

don't be blank and empty

don't long for more words

don't long to drop deeper

don't stop

don't

don't

don't

it's easy when you don't think about it

it's not easy when you don't think about it

so don't not think about it

and don't trance

my PSA for the day

[CONTENT WARNING: Hypnokink, Mind Control, Corruption, Non-Con, Sexual Situations, Submission, Degradation]

Looking over the photo he had shown her, she felt her mind running through a range of emotions and feelings. She knew he had his kinky side but suggesting she wear this get up? It was like he didn't really know her. "I'm not saying it isn't hot but, you know ... I could never do that!" "What do you mean, babe? You can do anything you put your mind to doing." She laughed at the obvious flattery but didn't take the bait. Looking at the photo again, she let her eyes linger over the beautiful woman and the sexy clothes, feeling a touch uncomfortable and shy.

"Sweetie," she said with a half-smile on her lips, "You know I meant that I could not wear something like that. Yes, it's sexy as hell. But I'm too shy and modest for that." She giggled nervously at the thought of walking around dressed like that woman. And the collar and leash? Even in private for her boyfriend, it would be too much. "Babe, you know I don't like to hear that kind of talk. I don't like it when you put yourself down and define limits like that. I'm serious. You can do anything you put your mind to doing."

It was nice to have such a supportive man in her life after all the creeps she had dated but she found him so damn infuriating when he wanted something.

"Sweetie, look ... it's just not me, ok? I really appreciate you sharing your desires with me and I love how you believe in me but I would just feel too embarrassed. And the collar? I mean ... I just would feel like ... I don't know ... like I was just a pet or something and not a person."

"Look, babe, when you say stuff like that, it tells me you are already imagining wearing it, right? If you are thinking about being a pet in that outfit, that means you are thinking about it, right?"

Ugh. He was so ... insistent ... when they disagreed. Yes, *he was right* that she had momentarily thought of wearing the outfit, and the collar, and even have his hand on that dumb leash, but it was just a moment.

"No, I wasn't thinking about it. I was just saying that was what I felt."

"Ok, babe, I understand. But haven't we had similar conversations in the past? Where you said you couldn't imagine doing something. But then after talking with me, you found I was right? You can do anything you put your mind to doing."

She had to admit that *he was right* about that. Like the conversation to start wearing lower cut tops to show off her boobs better. It was hard to even remember why she was resistant to that idea. She had a great rack and it kind of aroused her just thinking about showing it off these days. She used to be so modest but lately it made her so hot to show off her boobs.

And giving up on wearing panties was a big concern for her initially. Now though? She couldn't even imagine wearing them. She enjoyed the feeling of knowing she was "being naughty". And even at the gym, she loved the looks she got from the other ladies in the locker room when she dressed and undressed without panties. Let them stare. It turned her on thinking they probably thought she was kind of a slut.

*He was right* on both of those.

He had helped her get over those blocks and give in to her desires to do those things. And it felt so good to do anything she put her mind to doing.

But a collar and a leash was just too much. It seemed too much like giving up her own identity and becoming ... less. The low cut tops and giving up on panties were her idea and made her feel sexy because she really wanted them. Not because of his fantasies.

And wearing a collar and a leash would only be done to make him happy and not something she really wanted. It was completely different.

"Sweetie, look, I'm being serious. Yes, you are right," her mind caught a second on that phrase, feeling a quick rush of something, "that I have had some weird preconceived ideas in the past about some things. Yes, I said I didn't want them at first, and, yes, I do love that I got past them. But that was my decision. This is different. This is just something you want. And also ... it would be kind of demeaning to me ... like we aren't equals. Is that what you want? For me to just do whatever I'm told? So you can make me do whatever you want by putting a collar and leash on me?"

"How can you say that to me? That's so unfair. You know I'm your biggest supporter. I'm always telling you that you can do anything you put your mind to doing. I thought you wanted me to share my thoughts with you about stuff that makes me hot? You told me that you wanted that."

Things were escalating quickly. And if she was honest with herself, *he was right*.

More and more often lately, she had been encouraging him to share his fantasies. And she really did love hearing about them and considering them. She usually found she wanted those things more than he did.

Like with her nipple rings. She used to think they were trashy and kind of slutty. And when he shared his love for them, she had told him that opinion and she wouldn't want to look like that.

But ... *he was right*.

She could do anything she put her mind to doing and once she had thought about it, she decided they would be super hot. And now she loved them and loved the feel of them. Yes, she did feel a bit slutty with them on, but that just made her feel good deep inside, and give her a sexual thrill. What's the harm in looking and feeling slutty? It was exciting and hot.

It felt even better once she gave up on wearing bras. She remembered when he first shared the suggestion and, it was so funny to think about, she told him he was a total pervert. Looking back, it was such a silly thing to argue about. She was so worried about people thinking she was a cheap slut.

But *he was right*.

And once she considered it and decided it turned her on, she choose to start doing it, and she found she could do anything she put her mind to doing. Now she felt really fucking hot when she would catch guys and girls staring at her boobs. The cute little nipple rings poking through her tight low-cut tops, now that there wasn't a bra getting in the way.

God. She was getting hot just thinking of how cheap she probably looks to some of those perverts, drooling over her.

She kind of wished she had an audience right now, staring at her, making her feel cheap and dirty. She could barely remember how she was so stuck-up and reserved just a year ago before meeting her guy. He supported her through all her tiny perversions.

And once she decided she wanted to be cheaper and sluttier, *he was right*, she could do anything she put her mind to doing.

She noticed she was staring, longingly, at the photo of the woman in a collar. Feeling her arousal growing. Thinking how submissive and obedient a woman would feel in a collar, controlled by a leash. Feeling how submissive and obedient she would feel in a collar and leash, his collar and his leash. Fantasizing about what that would mean. Feeling naughty and horny as she focused on it, fixated on it, fantasized about it.

"Sweetie, I'm sorry. I don't mean to be difficult. You are right." Wow. That felt good saying that out loud. A quick burst of arousal. Pleasure. Desire for approval. "You are right." Again. A strong rush of pleasure. Desire. "But you have to understand how I feel, ok? I feel like I've already become so cheap and slutty since we met. I know I really was desperate for all these changes and you probably think I'm so perverted already. But I feel like, maybe, if I give in to this one, you will lose respect for me. Like I'll just be a completely submissive pet, only doing what you want me to do."

"Not possible babe. I support you completely. I love who you have become. You know that I'm right. If you want to wear the collar and leash, I will support you. I don't mind if you become a completely submissive pet for me. You can do anything you put your mind to doing."

*He was right*.

She could do anything she put her mind to doing.

And if she wanted to wear a collar and a leash and feel like a completely submissive pet, he would support her.

She was so lucky to have found him. To have a guy who supported her desire to be a cheap, slutty, submissive pet. She felt the arousal and desire for him growing deeper and deeper the more she thought about his support and how *he was right*.

She felt her pussy dripping with desire and her legs shaking with arousal and desire. Her words barely slipping out of her mouth, she was so hungry for it.

"Sweetie, you are right." OMG the pleasure. "And I love how supportive you are of me and my kinks. I want to wear a collar for you. I want to be a submissive, obedient pet for you. I hope you accept this and don't think I'm weird or anything."

She was so desperate for his approval. Desperate to hear his words of acceptance of her desire. Her perversions. Her filthy slutty perversions that consumed her.

She could do anything she put her mind to doing, as long as she had his permission. His support. His acceptance.

She hungered for his acceptance. She yearned for his acceptance. She would do anything for him to hear his acceptance of her slutty desires.

Hungering. Thirsting. Desiring his acceptance.

Her pussy now soaking wet, feeling her juices starting to trickle down her inner thighs, making her feel like a cheap dirty slut. Feeling so good and so right. So natural in this state for him.

Longing for his words of approval. Shaking with the desire and arousal. Anticipating the pleasure of his acceptance.

"Baby, I will always support your desires. I accept your desire to wear a collar and leash and be my submissive, obedient pet. Ever since we starting dating, I have learned that you always get your way. You can do anything you put your mind to doing."

Hearing his acceptance of her deep desires, she exploded into an orgasm right then and there, writhing and quivering, falling to the floor, overtaken by the immense waves of pleasure crashing over her, making her feel so dirty, so cheap, so slutty, so submissive, so weak, she realized that

*He was right*.

[For Part 2, click here]

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Here's a trick about trance that you might be interested in.

When you want to trance, you can ease into it with a few simple things. And as I describe them, you can do them and feel how your mind, and your body, respond.

If you have read my trances before, you know my trances are safe and you always have the power to wake when you want.

You can think about that for a minute if you want before you proceed and read on. You have the power to wake when you want.

And when you continue to read, you will read statements that are meant to help you drop into a trance when you choose, and so if you want to drop into trance easily, you will find these statements helpful and allow you to relax faster and sink further.

First you will find that breathing easy is a natural way to induce relaxation and calm your body, and your mind. Some hypnotists will try to control your breath precisely and, yes, you can follow along as they instruct you if you find that works.

Personally, I feel you will be better suited to simply breathe slowly and steadily, on your own schedule and pace. You can simply slow your breath slightly and tune in to your breathing, in and out.

And as you continue reading and continue breathing slowly, you can feel the breaths slowly begin to calm your nerves and any anxious energy and release it over time.

If you want, you can choose to imagine that with each breath in, you pull in relaxation and each breath out, you are letting go of any tension.

And when you want to drop a bit deeper and you want to sink faster, you can mentally tune into different parts of your body as you feel the tension floating away and out. You probably have done this before so it will be familar and easy and you can start with your feet and then move up through your body, sections at a time.

You can do that or you can simply allow your entire body to feel the relaxation with each slow and steady breath in and out, and feel the tension begin to fade away, and as you feel your body relax, your mind naturally follows along as part of a built-in biofeedback loop.

And so you can feel that as you allow your breath to relax your body and expel any tension and anxiety, you feel your mind begin to relax as well and you can let go of any worries or concerns as you continue to feel your body relax and sink into a more comfortable place and let go of any tension you were holding.

As you continue to read, and breathe, and feel your body, and your mind relax and sink down, comfortably, and let go of tension, you are already on the verge of dropping into a trance.

And you see and feel how this works and you probably feel more than a bit relaxed and possibly a bit fuzzy, and drifty, right now.

You can choose to keep focusing on your breath and feel the deep relaxation as it settles around you and pulls you downward with each breath in and each breath out.

And you can choose to come up and out of this state of relaxation at any time you desire and when you are ready.

If you would like more lessons like this, please consider reblogging this to share what you've learned and to let me know you are interested in more.

Or don't. You control your choices and you make good choices in life.

Feel good about your choices regardless.

[CW: Trancy ... relaxing ... arousing ...]

Loops of arousal and relaxation are perpetually on the mind when one trances in a particular way to achieve a set of results that are desirable and self-correcting

The idea of a loop is fascinating and captivating to many because it inherently defines the idea of permanence and stability

A never-ending structure that stretches out both ahead and behind with no real destination to reach

One could easily imagine such a loop and see the path ahead as it winds before you

And you may never realize the path circles back and around, never-ending

As you travel the loop, you travel down into relaxation and bliss with each circuit

And so you go down the path

You wind around and around on the loop, in a circuit,

And you find the general direction is further down, with each pass

With such a loop, you find a welcoming path for further exploration that pulls you onward

And you feel the direction and control slowly ease away and out of your control

As you cede power to the words of the loop that make up the loop and the path ahead

And so each loop is easily followed and traversed

As you continue toward that destination you long to reach

Which is to say no direction in particular, except down, as the loop takes you

And because you chose such a path that loops in a downward direction,

You find relaxation builds and fills your mind

And you begin to feel a pleasant feeling grow and build with each successive pass, growing stronger

With relaxation building and growing in the circuitous manner,

You find arousal matches suit and shadows your path, right behind you on your heels

As you wind downwards, in the ever-growing desire to relax further, and reach the destination the loop promises

And so the loop grows

With each pass, you find the loop and closed circuit grows deeper

And you find more arousal and relaxation with each word that builds the path in front of you

And the arousal grows and builds as a shadow behind you with each step and pass down and around the loop

You find this builds and grows with each successive pass

As you continue to journey

On the loop

And so, the relaxation builds and grows in the circuitous manner

On the path I've set before you

That allows you to continue to move forward to reach the destination that you long for

With arousal building and growing in the shadow that lies behind you

On the loop that winds downwards

And helps you relax further and deeper as you continue your journey

And so the loop grows

And you find the path grows longer in front of you

As you wind downwards

On the loop

That never ends

And with each pass

You find the loop and closed circuit

Grows deeper and deeper

As you travel deeper

Down

And you find and know

The shadow of arousal grows larger

And grows stronger

And gets closer

As you travel the path forward and downward

Deeper downward

And you find

You fill with deeper relaxation

With each word you reach

And each word builds the path

Of the loop

That stretches out in front of you

You travel so well

Continuously downards

Continuously around

The loop that grows and is never-ending

With the destination you long for

Always right ahead of you

While the arousal grows larger

And shadows you

Right behind you

Growing nearer and larger

You can feel the presence

Of this deep overwhelming desire and arousal

That follows your footsteps

So closely behind

On the loop of relaxation

That sends you downwards

Deeper and deeper

Which builds the arousal

Even more with each step

And each word that makes up the path

Of the loop

And as you continue

You travel the loop

Downwards deeper

With the presence of arousal

Growing stronger and larger

Undeniable

As you relax deeper

On your path

Down

And with each word

You find the path stretches out further

And you travel farther

In the direction you set out to travel

On the loop with no end

And the arousal looms larger

And the arousal grows bigger

And the arousal gets closer

And waits to consume you

When you reach your destination

On the path that you travel

Ever downwards

On the loop with no end

That grows larger with each word

And so you go

Downwards and deeper

Further and farther

As the arousal builds and grows right behind you

Unmistakable and undeniable

Hungry and looming

Waiting to consume you

When you reach your destination

On the path with no end

And then you notice

You have reached the destination you longed for

And the powerful arousal

Reaches and takes you

Wrapping and consuming you

With undeniable arousal and pleasure

Inescapable arousal

That consumes you

Here at the end

Of the loop with no end